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haleyhunwritess · 1 year

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I was wondering if you could write someting where bucky and reader have an argument and she gets drunk later because shes upset but then he takes care of her 💜

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pairing: bucky x reader

warning: angsty, swear words, lots of fluff at the end

a/n: okay i made this super long for literally no reason, but i got a similar request before (i can't find it anymore) and i got this idea for the request from a movie i watched last night (yes i wrote this at like 3am, which is probably why this is really bad), i hope you guys still like it though <3 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"Come on, Buck, are you seriously not gonna tell me anything?" Steve asked once again, hoping Bucky would tell him more about your relationship. Most people already knew about the two of you, even though you hadn’t really made things official yet.

"There's nothing to tell. I already told you." Bucky groaned, hoping Steve would leave him alone.

"Oh please you guys are always together, and you've spent every night in her room for the past two weeks. You're seriously telling me there's nothing going on?" Steve smiled, thinking back to when he caught Bucky sneaking out of your room earlier this morning.

"It's nothing, okay? It's just a casual thing, that's it." Bucky lied, just to get Steve to shut up. Truth was, to him this was no casual thing. You were it for him. But he didn’t know if you wanted that. And he also knew it would be difficult telling your father about the two of you, and Bucky didn’t want him to accidentally hear about it from Steve.

“Buck-”

“Steve, like I said, it’s a casual thing and it means nothing, okay?” Bucky interrupted him, thinking he was still trying to pry. However, when Steve gestured to the person behind him, he realized the poor guy was just trying to warn him that you were right behind him, and judging from the look on your face, you definitely heard what Bucky said.

Before he could even say anything though, you turned around and started walking back to your room. Bucky quickly followed behind you but you just ignored him. Once you got to your room, he followed you inside, and you didn’t stop him. Instead, you started picking up all of the things he left in your room. He tried to apologize as you collected all his things and just ignored him.

"Baby stop, I didn't meant that, I'm sorry. Please just let me explain,” Bucky moved his hands to cup your face and try to get you to look at him, but you just pulled away from him.

"I don't wanna hear it." You muttered, picking up his book from the bedside table.

"Please just let me explain, doll." Bucky sighed, taking the book from you and putting it back down.

"Take your stuff with you and get the fuck out. I don't wanna see you," You said, shoving the book back in his arms.

Even though you never made things official, you clearly had strong feelings for each other. It hurt when he said it was just a casual thing, but it hurt even more when he said it didn’t mean anything. Is that how he really felt? You didn’t mean anything to him? Maybe he didn't even have feelings for you like you thought he did.

Fuck this, you needed a drink. The girls were going out tonight, and you were supposed to go but then you made plans with Bucky. Looking down at your clock, you wondered if you could still make it to go out with them. You probably could if you started getting ready right now. But in order to do that, you needed Bucky to leave.

"Please just listen to me, I'm not going anywhere until you listen to me." Bucky tried again as he watched you walk over to your closet. He was about to explain his side of the story until he noticed you were starting to strip your clothes off, "Uhh doll, what are you doing?"

"I'm going out with the girls, and I have to get ready but you won't leave," You rolled your eyes as you slipped on a random skirt before looking through your closet for a top.

"I thought we had plans tonight…" Bucky frowned, folding his arms as he watched you get dressed.

If there is one thing this man had, it was the fucking audacity. You took a deep breath before picking up another one of his books and throwing it at him, "Bucky if you don’t leave right now, I swear to god,”

"Ow! Okay okay I'm leaving," Bucky dodged the next book you threw at him, and decided it was best to leave you alone for now. Once he got to your door though, he stood there quietly for a second before attempting to apologize again, only to have the door slammed in his face.

"You sure it's a good idea to spy on her after what you did?" Sam smirked, looking back at the nearby booth where you, Nat, and Wanda were sitting. Sam was a little skeptical at first when Bucky practically begged him and Steve to go clubbing tonight. Although, it was clear now that he only came here for you.

"I'm not spying on her, I didn't even know she was here." Bucky rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his drink.

"Right, so it's just a coincidence that she's here too, huh?" Steve smirked, as he watched Bucky stare at you intently.

Back at your booth, Wanda laughed at something Nat said, but then she noticed how you were still pretty quiet, just like you had been since you got there. Before she could said anything though, she heard Sam’s booming laughter coming one of the nearby booths. She turned to check if it was really him, "Is that- Fuck, okay don't look but Bucky is here."

You nearly spit your drink out at Wanda’s words, and resisted the urge to turn around, "Are you serious? Is he alone?"

"No, Steve and Sam are also here but umm…" Wanda watched nervously as some drunk girl nearly fell over on Bucky. She then moved closer to him, and started playing with his hair before laughing at something he said, "There's a girl sitting next to him, and I'm pretty sure she's flirting with him."

"I love your hair!" The strange girl nearly screamed drunkenly as she continued playing with Bucky's hair. He rolled his eyes and tried to push her away but she wouldn’t budge. She then grabbed his left arm, and moved it close to her face, staring at the shiny vibranium hand.

"Thanks but would you mind not doing that, please?" Bucky pulled his hand away, and tried to move further away from her once again, as both Steve and Sam tried to contain their laughter while watching this whole exchange. Sam looked over at your table when Bucky and Steve started talking but he quickly looked away when you glared back at him.

"Umm Bucky don't look but they definitely saw us, and I don't think your girl is very happy with you right now," Sam said, referring to the angry expression on your face as you watched the girl continue to flirt with Bucky.

"What is she doing? Is she still with the girls?" Bucky asked, trying his best not to turn around to look at you.

This time Steve turned around, watching you and Wanda talk for a minute until Natasha came back to the table with a tray of shots, “She's taking shots with the girls, I think it's tequila?"

"Fuck she can't handle more than five shots, especially tequila. She's a lightweight, last time she passed out after like four." Bucky groaned, thinking back to the last time you drank tequila, "How many do you think she's had so far?"

"I think she's about to have her fifth one." Steve gulped, as he watched you take down your fifth shot.

"Fuck, I'm gonna go check on her." Bucky got up from the table but Sam quickly stopped him, making him sit back down.

"No don't do that! You're just gonna upset her even more.” Steve said, hoping Bucky will actually listen to him. Of course he didn’t though.

He got up and started walking to your table through the crowd, only to get there and realize it was empty. He turned around and saw you stumbling drunkenly through the crowd towards his booth.

"You piece of shit, you couldn't even wait one fucking day!" You yelled as you approached his table, both Wanda and Nat following behind you. They were too drunk to stop you from going over to Bucky’s booth to yell at him. You watched the drunk girl from before lean closer to kiss him, and you immediately pushed her off of him, only to realize it wasn’t even Bucky she was trying to kiss "Steve?! Wha- Where the fuck is Bucky?”

Steve almost laughed before pointing at Bucky who was standing behind you. You didn’t get much chance to say anything to him though, as your head started spinning even more. Then before you knew it, you practically collapsed in his arms and passed out.

You woke up to the excruciatingly loud sound of Bucky’s alarm. Reaching over to turn it off, you quickly realized you were in Bucky's room. Though you couldn’t remember how you got there or why you were wearing his clothes.

Before you could sneak back to your room though, Bucky walked in with a tray in one hand and a coffee in another, and quietly put it down on the dresser. Picking up a bottle of water from the tray, he walked over to the bed and put it on the bedside table. He was about to leave again until he noticed you were awake.

"Oh good, you're finally up.” He handed you the bottle of water, as well as some painkillers, “Here's some ibuprofen, it'll help with your headache. Oh and I made some breakfast and got you coffee."

"Look I'm not in the mood for-" You protested as he brought the tray of food over to the bed, but he quickly shushed you before you could continue.

"Just listen. I made your favourite, pancakes with strawberries on top. I also got you some cereal, if you something lighter. Oh and of course, a vanilla latte with oat milk instead of regular, and an extra shot of espresso." He gestured to the coffee, smiling softly at you.

Bucky watched you for a minute, and sighed when you remained still. Taking the bottle of water from you, he put it back down on tray. He then took your hands in his, kissing them gently before looking up at you, "I know you’re angry. I know you wanna yell at me, but first I need you to eat some breakfast for me. It'll help you feel better, and you'll have more energy so that you can argue with me properly. I promise once you finish eating I'll sit here quietly and you can yell at me for as long as you want."

You nearly chuckled as he said that, and he laughed as well before saying, “I’m serious, I can even teach you some swear words in Russian so you can yell at me some more.”

"I hate you." You groaned, moving closer to hug him.

"I know, baby, I know. I'm sorry." Bucky sighed, hugging you back tightly, like he never wanted to let go, “I never should've said that, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Why did you say it?" You mumbled, with your arms still wrapped around him.

"Honestly, I wasn’t sure if you even wanted a proper relationship with me. Plus you haven't told your dad about us yet, and I didn't want him finding out from Steve.”

"He knows already." You confessed, pulling away from Bucky. He looked back at you, confused, and you explained, "Well actually I was on my way to tell you he figured it out because of the security tape but then I heard you talking to Steve…"

Bucky sighed, feeling guilty about the way he made you feel, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I promise I didn't mean what I said, in fact I was dying to tell him everything." Bucky pulled you back in for a hug, and you melted into his touch. You stayed like that for a bit till Bucky broke the silence, "So, he knows, huh?"

You laughed at how nervous he sounded, "Oh yeah, but then I called him from the club last night, and told him what happened…"

"Oh god, he's gonna kill me, isn't he?" Bucky groaned thinking about what Stark was gonna do to him when he found out you were back together. And this time in an official relationship.

"Yeah, he might.” You nodded, laughing at the look on his face, making him glare back at you in response. Getting up from the bed, you leaned down to kiss his neck, “Anyways, I'm gonna go shower before breakfast, feel free to join me."

You quickly rushed off to the shower, and Bucky was about to follow you until he heard your phone ringing. "Baby your phone is-” He smirked when he realized it was Tony calling, “Your dad’s calling you, baby, Hello?"

"Hi Baby, you're not in your room, where are you? Are you okay?" Tony asked assuming it was you on the phone but then he realized it wasn't you who picked up, “Bucky, is that you?”

"Yes, sir. Sorry your daughter is in the shower, did you wanna leave a message?" Bucky smirked, knowing he was just pissing him off even more.

"Why the fuc- What is she- I-" Tony couldn’t even complete one sentence with how angry he was getting but Bucky just laughed at his reaction, "You know what, I do wanna leave a message but it's for you, go fuck yourself."

"Aw love you too, have a great day." Bucky laughed, hanging up on him before walking over to the bathroom to join you in the shower.

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white-wolf-actually · 3 months

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Me and my associate @ilikemiddleagedmarvelchar would like to put in a formal request to be adopted by you

I can write and draw and @ilikemiddleagedmarvelchar can be the ring barer.

Aren't you Natasha's kids, though? I'd be happy to if @not-a-poser and @probably-steve are.

#//it's a little strange cause I'm also one of Nat's kids//#//but I think Bucky would be happy to//#bucky barnes rp #bucky barnes #mcu rp #james buchanan barnes #marvel #steve rogers #white wolf #white wolf answers #stucky #captain america #adopting #natasha romanoff

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hawkeye-appreciation-club · 1 year

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Hawkeye in Black Widow (2020)

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batcavescolony · 1 year

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Tales of Suspense (2017)

Natasha is SO done with the boys.

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buckyalpine · 2 years

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Secrets

18+ minors dni

Bucky x Nat’s sister reader

For some reason I can’t find the request in my asks :( but the ask wanted a Bucky x nat sister fic with some secret dating. I made it a little more fluffy than angsty, please let me know if you imagined it differently!

Warnings: Flufffffff, implied smut, angstt

Word count: 2.5k

You sliced through the final guard’s neck, sprinting for the exit. You only had a small window to get out there was about 100 meters to the exit. You saw the flash of a redhead dash down the opposite side of the hallway, you were almost free.

You sprinted down the hall, red lights flaring and flooding the halls as the alarms blared through the base. 50 meters.

Smoke filled the base, clouding your vision and filling your lungs. You smirked, holding your breath with ease as you continued to run down the hall, anticipating the turns and doors; you could have done this with a blind fold on. She made it beside you, the both of you making your way towards the steel doors. 10 meters.

You kicked the doors open, making your way to the endless forest without looking back, the sounds of destruction crashing behind you. Your muscles burned as you pushed yourself to run faster, you were almost in the clear.

You let out the breath you were holding, watching the Hydra base go up in flames. You hissed, forcefully tearing out the chip they implanted into your arm. You looked over to your sister, the light returning to her eyes after years, finally having you back in her arms. Her sweet baby sister. She finally had you back. You’d never let them control you again.

*****

“Wake up baby girl” Bucky whispered against your skin, waking you up with soft kisses. He knew he was being selfish but he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t wait for you to wake up, wanting to look into your bright eyes and hear your sweet voice. Your eyes peeked open to see your sweet boyfriend pouting at you, his face lighting up when you yawned, stretching in his hold.

“Good Morning doll” you giggled as he rolled on top of you, trapping you under him. He showered you with kisses all over your face before nuzzling his face into your neck, rubbing his beard on your skin where you were ticklish. You squealed feeling his stubble graze on you, squirming and wiggling under his hold while he grinned, nuzzling into your neck even more.

He loved his mornings with you. Just you and him. You didn’t have to stand apart or pretend the other didn’t exist. You could be as close as you wanted, bare skin pressed together, nothing separating you, feeling each other, loving each other.

“I have to go soon bubba” You smiled softly at him, not wanting to leave the warmth of his arms at all.

“Noo” Bucky whined, holding onto you tighter, “5 more minutes, please? Please doll?”

You sighed, playing with Bucky’s hair, soaking up the last few moments with your boyfriend before you had to pretend you hardly knew him. No one on the team knew you and Bucky were together, other than your sister.

It didn’t matter than you were no longer a part of Hydra. It didn’t matter that you didn’t take part if any of those things willingly. It didn’t matter than Nat was your sister. SHEILD had been hell-bent on keeping an eye on you, and an even closer eye Bucky. They saw you as a monster. They saw him as a monster. They didn’t want anyone from Hydra working together, even though you had both had your freedom stripped from you.

Hydra had held you captive for longer than Nat. You had been sent on more missions. You had collected hundreds of files for them, all while under their control. You had been brainwashed for years. After Nat escaped the Red Room, she fought to rescue you, all she wanted was her little sister back. SHIELD jumped at the chance to have another assassin on the team, forcing you to pick between joining the Avengers or spending your life on the Raft. They didn’t trust you. They still didn’t trust Bucky. They made it their mission to keep you both apart, constantly monitoring your every movement so you wouldn’t get close.

You were rarely allowed on missions together; fearing that if you paired off, your combined skill set would be too deadly to handle if you both turned on your team. There was some truth to that statement. Bucky was no longer the winter soldier but his still had all the skills from his training. His arm was stronger. He kept up with his ability to sharp shoot and move like a ghost if necessary. You were not enhanced but you had been trained to be just as deadly. Your moves were quick and calculated; a silent killer since you knew how to pinch nerves to make it impossible for your targets to make a sound. You were trained to in both hand to hand combat, knives being your favourite weapon.

There was too much risk sending you both out together unless it was necessary for the whole team to be involved. Of course, what no one knew was that one mission was all it took to get you and Bucky together.

3 years ago

The mission had gone south. You’d been fed wrong information, thanks to a number of hydra agents secretly operating in SHEILD. You were seething, a part of you almost laughing at the irony of how closely they had watched you and Bucky while letting double agents work in their building.

Tony and Steve were on the roof while Nat and Sam had covered the east wing. You panted, your body throbbing and exhausted as you threw your punches to disarm the guards. It felt like you had been fighting for hours, your focus and energy depleting. You felt his arms shove you out of the way, groaning as the knife plunged into his abdomen.

You nearly froze, watching the agent stab Bucky again, adrenaline surging through your body when you saw him fall to his knees. They could have hurt anyone else and of course it would have upset you but seeing them hurt him?

Bodies covered the floor within minutes.

****

“I want to see him” you demanded, not asking for permission but rather telling the doctor that was exactly what you were about to do.

“Agent Y/n, you’re not allowed-

“I am going to see him now”

“You’re not coming in between those two” Nat yawned, looking bored as she toyed with a knife, cocking an eyebrow at the doctor who nervously shuffled on his feet. “You’re not telling anyone about what you saw here just now” He nodded, quickly scurrying down the hall without looking back.

You slipped into Bucky’s room while Nat waited by the door; your heart breaking seeing him on the hospital bed. There had always been something between you both. You both trained at night when no one else was awake. Occasionally silently sparring, heated skin and smirks thrown at each other between hits. Deep groans and hearts stopping when your bodies were pressed against each other, straddling hips on the mat. That was as far as it ever went. You both wanted more but neither ever made a move, choosing to make riskier moves when you trained instead.

You quietly made your way over, carding your fingers through his short locks while he slept. Your eyes trailed down to his bandaged torso which covered his stitches. Your fingers ghosted over his skin, tears stinging your eyes, thinking about why he was here in the first place.

“You saved me” You whispered, sitting by Bucky’s side, carefully reaching out for his hand. Bucky stirred, smiling softly and lacing his fingers with yours. His eyes fluttered open, sparkling when he saw you.

“I wanted to take you out on a date first” He smirked, hissing slightly when he tried to shift to be closer to you.

“I’d like that” you giggled, moving on the bed next to him, kissing his cheek, “as soon as you don’t have stitches Sergeant” Bucky hummed, resting his head on your shoulder, his hands playing with your fingers.

“You better not hurt her, I know where you sleep soldier” Nat smirked, poking her head in the room, giving Bucky a pointed look. He grinned back at her with an adorable blush on his face. He already knew it wouldn’t be easy; you were not even allowed on missions together, forget dating. It was worth it for you.

Present

“What do you think those two are going to do alone?”

The team sat together on the jet, having left wondering what you and Bucky would do alone at the compound, though it would probably be uneventful. You were quiet and often kept to yourself. Bucky was the exact same. You always smiled and nodded. He stared and grunted.

“Absolutely nothing. Have you met either of them?”

“Maybe cyborg will finally go on a date with that girl he told you about” Sam snorted, remembering Bucky whispering about some girl to Steve, refusing to tell anyone who he was talking about.

*****

“Keep your eyes closed for me baby”

“Buckyyy”

“Just trust me doll”

Bucky had laid a dress out for you, with a note, telling you to be ready by 8. You did you hair and makeup, slipping on your dress and heels. Your cheeks warmed up when your handsome boyfriend came to your room, dressed in all back, his hands covering your eyes as he lead you through he compound.

“Where are you taking me”

“Almost there baby” Bucky chuckled at how impatient you were, his heart racing as he carefully led you downstairs. “We’re here”

You gasped when Bucky let you open your eyes. The whole living room had been transformed. The lights were dimmed. Candles warmed the room. Roses sat in a vase on the dining table; petals decorating the floor. Two dinner plates and wine glasses had been set out, some of the furniture had been moved aside, just enough for him to dance with his favourite girl.

“Do you like it doll?”

You wordlessly nodded, biting back tears, wrapping your arms around his waist. Not once had anyone ever done something so sweet for you.

“You did all this for me?” You whispered, looking up at him. His thumbs brushed your tears away, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“We’ve never gone out on a proper date. I wanted to do something nice for our anniversary” Bucky blushed, taking your hand in his, kissing your palm. “You deserve it all y/n”

You didn’t bother with your place at the table, happily sitting in Bucky’s lap while you ate. His hand was splayed on your hip, feeding you and kissing you in between sips of wine, he was going to soak up every minute he had with you before the team got back.

“Dance with me angel?” He gave you a boyish grin, holding his hand out. You giggled, nodding and taking his hand while FRIDAY played the playlist of songs Bucky had put together.

“My pretty baby” Bucky whispered, his forehead resting on yours. “You look beautiful tonight y/n”

“Not as beautiful as you Sergeant” Your hands rested on his chest, snaking up to rest around his neck. You pulled Bucky down to kiss you, his lips moving softly with yours. He twirled you, pulling you back for another kiss, letting his tongue slip between your lips.

“Doll…” Bucky groaned, his hands gripping onto you tighter “how’d I get so lucky”

You were both clearly in love with each other, your combined assassin and Hydra training going out the window when you were in each other’s arms. So much so, you hadn’t heard the jet land. You didn’t hear the footsteps approaching. You didn’t hear the combined gasps, until the lights were flicked all the way up, the team standing at the edge of the living room.

“What the hell”

“Oh my god”

“What the hell?!”

You squeaked, seeing the team stare at you and Bucky wide eyed, mouths gaping, aside from Nat who bit her lip to keep from giggling.

“What am I looking at” Sam blinked, looking around at the petals on the floor and the candles that had been laid out. “Someone explain”

Steve cocked an eyebrow looking at you both, Bucky had dropped a number of hints that he liked someone but he never outright said it was you. Your heart raced while they all stared at you, the last thing you wanted was for Bucky to get in trouble because of you. You pulled your hands away from him, stumbling over your words, wishing the earth would swallow you whole.

“We-um-I-

“She’s mine” Bucky stated, his arms wrapping around your waist protectively, daring anyone to tell him otherwise. “I love her”

“Yours huh” Tony wiggled his eyebrows, still not over the shock but he wasn’t mad at it. “How long has she been yours for”

“3 years” you mumbled, smiling shyly when you were met with aww’s and whistles.

“3 years?!! You hid this for 3 years?!”

“She had some help” Nat shrugged, throwing you a wink. You melted into Bucky’s hold, resting your head on his chest while the rest of the team continued to spiral.

“You knew?!” Tony stared at Nat while she smirked proudly. “You both wanna tell me what was taking place here”

“Wanted to give my girl a proper date” Bucky smiled down at you, not caring that he was blushing or that everyone knew. He would run to the ends of the earth to be with you. “Couldn’t really do much since we’re barely allowed to speak to each other”

“You could have just told me punk” Steve playfully rolled his eyes, though he understood why you had kept the relationship a secret.

“I guess you know now” You tired to smile but Tony sensed the anxiety in your voice. It’d only be a matter of time before others found out too “and…”

“and I’ll deal with SHIELD later” He gave you a pointed look that put some of your nerves at ease.

“Why don’t we let them have their night” Steve suggested while the rest of the team nodded, quietly making their way to their rooms. “Have fun you two”

“Y’know its kinda hot. Two assassins. Secretly banging” Nat smacked Tony’s head.

“That’s my sister” She hissed, while you giggled, clinging onto Bucky tighter.

“Well your sister and terminator make a good couple” Sam stated, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You spent the rest of your evening dancing in Bucky’s arms, before spending the night in between the sheets. You fell apart for him over and over again, chanting his name before falling asleep in his arms, in complete bliss.

*****

“Good morning Angel” Bucky smiled down at you, hugging you tightly to his chest, refusing to let you go. “Stay with me? More than 5 minutes?” He gave you his best puppy pout, hoping you wouldn’t run off this morning. After all, everyone knew you were together now. You grinned, hitching your leg over his waist, cuddling him as close as you possibly could.

“I have all the time in the world for you soldier”

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gay-jewish-bucky · 8 months

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Bucky is good guy coded because unlike the villains who always miss, his shots actually go through the protagonists

#marvel #mcu #bucky #bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #he shoots through both nat and steve at different times

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milli-moi · 27 days

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I reblogged this as part of a thread on people’s thoughts coming off the Thunderbolts mini comic run but I’ve decided to post it on its own as well. I’m actually not sure how much of this even seems relevant to the original conversation… but I wanted to chime in on the topic as someone who is a reasonably new comic reader.

Tbh I actually still find myself struggling a bit to keep up with writers and story arcs in my head (couldn’t work out what SoL was until right now - sentinel of liberty, right?)

BUT so far I have pretty much exclusively read black widow comics or issues she features in. (I discovered that on the marvel comics website you can search by character and it will give you every issue they are in - sometimes that’s meant she has one line and I am left wondering why the heck I read a whole comic book for that lol)

Personally I have noticed I don’t pay a lot of attention to who has written an issue, but I know I have my favourites. I actually could pin an artist before a writer- Phil Noto is a god amongst all others - but it’s interesting to hear the different thoughts here.

I’ve seen a few posts with people mentioning Nat’s thought process in the Thunderbolts mini run and my ear pricked up. I LOVE writing fanfic that is based on Natasha’s inner thoughts, she is so full of depth. I would definitely think about writing this sort of thing BUT I feel I need to get my source material right in my head.

Basically the tl;dr is this- what should I be reading or re-reading? I think the names and the arcs can make it quite difficult for those getting into comics to understand what they are looking for, and the amount that characters can bounce around between issues and titles makes that even harder. I usually only know what I want to read because tumblr told me…

I know and love the Brubaker and Liu writing but I can’t say I know what the Higgins run was (is this the run following the 2012 end for Winterwidow?)

I just hope that there is more good to come for these two- they need and deserve it.

Please comment anything that might help me in a quest for fanfic thoughts on this, or just generally. Sorry my response was probably a bit of a ramble and may not have all made sense (adhd meds being messed with = brain confusion).

#adhd problems #random brain thoughts #black widow #natasha romanoff #natalia romanova #marvel #buckynat #winterwidow #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #marvel comics #bucky x nat

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chiropteracupola · 2 years

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oh cupola hello!! can I have,,,,,,your favorite zombies character,,,,, 👉👈

unfortunately for me and for you, it is bucky!

#em draws stuff #z-o-m-b-i-e-s #bucky buchanan #in which nat unveils my secret love for a very silly pair of disney channel movie musicals in front of mothman and everybody #see I have hidden depths after all #or perhaps it is my old love for a fancy man who is weird in the face and horrible in the personality resurfacing #he smirks like no one I have seen to smirk before #that aside thank you for encouraging me to draw the him - his color palette is quite refreshing

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natashasupernova-romanoff · 2 years

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okay i will either be overwhelmed with ideas or get none at all either way im going to say this, to all you buckynat fans out there any prompts you want written, i need inspiration,

thank you.

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burninblood · 5 days

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hey hey hey have you heard this powercouple is back together in the comics?

#buckynat #winterwidow #bucky x nat #616 buckynat #616 winterwidow #james and natalia #bucky x natasha #fanart #mine #i'm trying some new stuff with coloring texturing inking etcetc #also Bucky is super grumpy 'cause nat likes his brooding vibes #i think i love you james buchanan barnes #burninbloodart

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hi my baby <3 can you write something with bucky that’s like “we’re mad at each other but still care” or they have an argument and reader feels bad and tries to make it up to him, or something like that your writing is just so so so beautiful 💝

𝐌𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞

pairing: bucky x reader

warning: angst, fluff, drinking, mentions of roofie

a/n: hi my love, thank you so much for sending this in and thank you so much for your sweet kind words, i hope you enjoy this <33 i was in dire need of some fluff and angst today hahah 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

You rarely ever argued with Bucky, and if you ever did, he was too soft on you to say much. He would let you win every time, just wanting to see your beautiful smile again. He hated seeing you upset, and he couldn't stand it when you cried. Maybe that's why he's always been protective of you. However, after what happened last month, he had been a bit overprotective.

Somebody had spiked your drink at the club when you went there for a friend's birthday. Bucky was so scared when your friends called him to tell him what happened. They took you to the hospital because they didn't know what else to do. Thankfully, you were alright and nothing too bad happened, however, they never found the person who did that to you.

Ever since then, Bucky was extremely protective over you. Though at first you thought it was very sweet, I mean who wouldn't want their boyfriend to be protective over them and want to look after them. However, it was his overprotective tendencies that were starting to get to you. Bucky insisted on tagging along with you each time you wanted to go out with your friends for a girls night. You told him that it was supposed to be a girls night, and that it would be awkward with him there. He would quietly nod and eventually stop pestering you about it, but then you caught him sitting by the bar one time and found out that he would follow you guys there when you wouldn't let him come.

You knew why he was doing this. You knew how scared he was for you but you didn't appreciate being followed by him, and neither did your friends. You decided you would only go out with them for girls night when you knew Bucky would be too distracted with something else to keep an eye on you.

You called Steve this morning and asked him to pick up Bucky for a boys night out tonight, and he reluctantly agreed. Bucky was a bit suspicious when Steve and Sam showed up at your doorstep but you encouraged him to go. You lied and said you had a lot of work to catch up on and he would just get bored sitting at home with you.

Once he was out the door, Natasha came over and you both started to get ready together. An hour later, you were at one of your favourite clubs with Natasha, Wanda, and a few of your other friends. A couple drinks later, you decided the group needed some shots and you generously got up to get them from the bar. You called out for the bartender, who was too busy helping somebody else at the moment.

You turned around, leaning against the bar as you waited, looking out at the dance floor. You tried to look around for your friends, but instead you saw Bucky talking to Sam and Steve in one of the booths. You squinted your eyes to make sure it was really them, and that's when Bucky looked over at you at the same time. You quickly turned back around to face the bar but it took him less than a minute to walk over to you angrily through the crowd.

"What the fuck? You lied to me!" Bucky hissed, grabbing your arm to make you turn back around to look at him.

You groaned in response, sick of being treated like someone who couldn't take care of themselves. You couldn't take it anymore. You decided to ignore him and turned back around, finally getting the bartender's attention. You ordered four shots of vodka, while trying to ignore Bucky's presence.

"Actually, she'll just have water." Bucky hissed at the bartender, who looked back at you to make sure you weren't too intoxicated.

You rolled your eyes and asked him for the shots again, while reaching for your wallet from your purse. Bucky sighed as the bartender handed you the four shots, and took out his wallet to pay for them instead.

"Thank you for the drinks, Buck. Have a good night." You muttered putting your wallet back in your purse before bringing the shots back to your table. You carried two shots in each hand, and slammed them all down at the table.

You noticed it was only Natasha at the table right now, and the others were off dancing. You handed her one of the shots, which she downed easily. You took one shot, and nearly cringed before picking up the other two shot glasses.

Natasha watched in amusement as you took the other two shots down a row. Normally, she would try to stop you and convince you to ease up on the drinks. However, after the night you've had, she knew you needed this. She had watched Bucky approach you at the bar, and she knew it wasn't good.

"What did he say?" She smirked, as you slumped down in your seat.

"Nothing important." You rolled your eyes, and looked back over at the bar. Bucky was still standing there, looking back at you. His face was no longer filled with anger though. He looked sad, and a bit embarrassed, which made you feel even worse, "Ugh Nat, I think I was too mean to him. Fuck, look at him, it's like kicking a lost puppy. Let's just go home please."

You felt bad for the way you handled the situation but there was no way you were about to go apologize to him. You needed to have a talk with him, but definitely not while you were this drunk. It needed to happen when you were both sober and thinking straight. Natasha picked up her phone and texted Wanda that you two were heading out before calling an Uber for both of you. You took one last look at Bucky, watching him walk back over to Steve and Sam, before you headed out of the club with Natasha.

Once you were home, Natasha helped you inside and got you to drink some water before she got an Uber home for herself. You were still feeling drunk but also hungry at the same time. You walked over to the kitchen to look for a midnight snack, and opened the refrigerator door. You looked inside and noticed there was a tray of brownies sitting there with a little note on the side.

You took the brownies out and put them down on the counter before picking up the note to read it.

I made these so you wouldn't try to burn my kitchen down while trying to make yourself a snack :)

Don't work too hard, genius, I love you - Bucky <3

For some reason, you couldn't help but start crying at the note. You looked over at the brownies and started crying even harder. It was such a simple gesture but it let you know that everything was going to be okay. He wasn't trying to be controlling these past few months, he was only doing those things because he was worried about you. Instead of trying to talk to him, you spent all day trying to get rid of him. You nearly fell to the floor, covering your face with shaking hands as you sobbed loudly.

You knew his approach may have been wrong but if you had just tried talking to him instead of shutting him out or getting angry and arguing with him, then maybe things wouldn't be so bad right now. Maybe you could even tell him how scared you were this past month. How terrified you were when you woke up in the hospital that night and found out what happened to you. Maybe you could tell him you were only pretending to be brave for him, when really you were absolutely terrified.

In the middle of your breakdown, you didn't hear the front door open. Bucky walked in with Steve and Sam following behind him, trying to apologize for lying to him. However, when they heard you crying they all rushed over to the kitchen. Bucky ran in first and quickly picked you up off the floor, shushing your cries and gently stroking your back.

"It's okay, it's alright, I'm here," Bucky mumbled over and over again, "You're okay, it's okay."

Though Bucky was merely trying to comfort you, you started to cry harder at his soothing words. It had been a rough month, and you didn't want to push him away anymore. You just wanted to be in his arms.

Steve looked around the kitchen, trying to figure out if you were crying because you had gotten hurt in some way, while Sam reached grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to Bucky, who tried to get you to drink from it. You just shook your head and held him even tighter. Bucky looked at you, worry evident in his eyes, as he tried to figure out what was wrong.

When you looked up at him again though, Bucky just knew. He didn't know how but he knew you just needed him in that moment. Bucky quietly told Steve and Sam that they could leave before he carefully brought you over to the living room. Laying down with you on the couch, with you still in his arms, he muttered sweet nothings in your ear and watched over you as you eventually fell asleep.

Bucky knew you needed to talk about this, and soon you would but not tonight. Tonight was about you, and all he wanted to do was just hold you in his arms, and comfort you.

Everything was going to be okay, and he would make sure of it.

#bucky barnes fic #bucky x reader #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky barnes #bucky x reader angst #bucky x reader fluff #bucky x you #steve x reader #sam x reader #natasha romanoff #wanda x natasha #nat x reader #natasha x reader #platonic!natasha x reader #haleyhunwritess

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lolitastories · 1 year

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You work alongside Matt and Foggy at the law firm. Of course as one of the most successful lawyer in the city the one and only Tony Stark would recruit you. As you are trying to find a meaning of your life you find life in someone. It’s may be a rocky start for you two but maybe it’s worth taking.

Chapter 2:

“Goodmorning, How can I assist you this morning?” The young lady at the front desk asked me.

“Hello, I am here to see Agent Penelope Garcia” I check my phone and verify if she has responded but nothing.

“Am sorry I don’t recognize that name”

“Of course. She and her team are here on the doppler case” Come on.

“Oh yes.” Thank god. “Let me lead you to the office she is using. I nod following right behind her. Once we arrive I give her thanks and she lets me walk in alone.

“Why haven’t you responded to any of my messages?” I can’t help but smile as her usually bubbly self engulfs me into a hug.

“Im sorry, I just wanted to get these papers filled out so I can have enough time to shop around before leaving tonight”

“Well new york is surely the place to walk around and shop”

“Sure is, so what's up” I take a seat next to her. She always made every place she was in hers, no matter how long she was in them. She was the one to bring the cases into a new level with a sense of emotion. We met here about 2 years ago when they requested my help. One of their agents was in trouble and needed to get his case resolved. He was being wrongly accused and working alognside her the most was the best. Since then we have kept in touch.

“My client was found dead last night from an apparent suicide, and my partner and I know that was not the case. He left a note behind and photos of the scene were taken.” one of the things I hate doing is asking for things, more when they haven’t asked anything of me.

“They took you off the case and they are just treating it as a soon to be closed one since he probably admitted guilt in the note” She surely is a smart bee.

“Yes. So my question is if you could..” Why does asking for help have my heart beating faster and wanting to punch myself?

“Get you the pictures? Sure. Give me a couple seconds” I let out a short laugh seeing her move her fingers magically over her keyboard. “I will send them to you using an encrypted address, so no one knows it was sent to you and no one can take them off your phone” After a short conversation I bid her goodbye. I was so lucky she was in town. I drove back into the office and straight into Matt’s.

“Hey got the pictures, did you get the videos?” I see him shake his head but move a file towards me. I open them up and see death certificates.

“There is no video eveidence in or around his home and the officers are of no help, but they did mention that” I see him point at the papers again. All in alphabetical order, all the suspects' death certificates. All killed one day during the week prior to Miller’s death. “Foggy spend his morning looking them up and even confirmed it with the families”

“Why would they kill Miller and the suspect in question? Eitheir we never got the right guy in our suspect list or they don’t care who they kill, loved one or not '' I throw the papers to the desk. It's like if I was driving down a road and had three ways to go. One was the easy way, just a straight paved road. The other one was a road that would take me days to drive. I would have to take a car, then a boat, a plane and finally walk on foot to reach. The third one I could see the destination but the bridge had just broken. The train broke. Everything is falling piece by piece. What was supposed to be our advantage and a step ahead brought us closer to nothing, nothing. Anyways, that just confused me more. I get up, popping open my phone. “I got the pictures of the letter and you are right it was definitely not a suicide note”

We spent the whole afternoon trying to figure anything out. Any connection to the Miller to the suspects or any of them to the 3 guys mudered and finally we got a lead. One of the suspects had the same marking left on the note and the three guys that were murdered. We looked back on the guy’s pictures and with the help of Foggy and Karen now we came to find that the suspect was close to another guy with the same marking on his wrist.

“I will send over the information to the lead officer” I nod at Karen. Our next step is to wait for them to take them into custody and wait for him to talk. Let the police do their jobs and have him give as much information as possible. What did that marking mean? Who was the suspect to him?

“Now what?” Foggy asked, as he is seated next to Matt and I. I take my phone out to check the time.

“Well it's 4:45. I say we take a break and resume this as soon as we hear anything from the police. I can’t miss Tony’s party and neither can you three” I part to my home to get ready. I rush home quickly, taking a shower and fixing myself up. Supricenly I look into the mirror and it doesn’t look like I havn’t slept well for the past 2 weeks. When I arrived at the tower the time hit 7:10. I took the elevator to the floor where they were having the party. It was a long way up but I finally made it.

“Look who’s here” I hear Tony scream from across the room. I would have turned right around but I notice Nat and Steve now behind Stark as he walks towards me.

“I brought you your succulent but those guys in the entrance took it from me” I say feeling his arms wrap around me and pulling towards the way he came from. “Happy birthday” I say quickly returning his smile.

“Thanks. I know you are a no show to parties but I want you to enjoy yourself tonight” I was about to argue with him but he always has to get his way or he won’t stop. “Come on do it for me. It's my birthday!” He grabs a drink from the waitress passing by and with that he walks away.

“I understand you’re his lawyer but that doesn’t mean you have to be his friend” I laugh at Nats words as I hug her, than Steve.

“I know I am not the most uplifting person but someone how in his little weird way he makes me like him. Plus the pay is good so if I have to come to these once every year I can take it”

“Well it's good to see you,” Steve says, handing me a drink. “So what has been keeping you busy from visiting us?” Nat and I follow him as he leads us towards the bar.

“I had this case that has been going on for 3 weeks and just this morning my client was found dead. Now it seems to be a murder but the officials want to pronounce it as a close case because some letter states he admitted fault” Damn I am going to need more alcohol.

“So they just want to throw him under the rug and call it a win?” I simply nod towards them stealing two cups from a waiter. “So what is the reason you think it was a suicide?” Before I could ramble on about what we figured out a tall figure walks behind steve and places a hand on his shoulder

“Hey man, I need to talk to you” The deep voice belonged to a dark-haired guy. Build with a strong stance. A vibridium arm. Call me crazy but I don’t even know how to handle my thoughts right now. Being in the presence of the avenger is not new. I know everything can be expected but not me becoming so infatuated with only looking at this guy for the first time. Who was he?

“Yeah of course” Steve got up, excusing himself from the table. “I will be back soon” I nod watching them both leave

“Bucky” I hear from the side. Quickly I noticed I was having a staring problem so I looked towards Nat with an awkward smile. “Well James Buchanan Barnes. He was stationed with Steve back in the 40s. We found him as the Winter Soilder”

“Oh yeah. You told me some details, before he had to go to Wakanda '' Nat mentions some things here and there but with her missions and my cases we prefer to leave our work lifes behind most of the times we hang out.

“Yeah. He seems much better now but I know its a struggle for him to get used to this world now” As she continues talking I can’t help but move my eyes discreetly towards them. The lights were low but when he was close I could tell they weren’t brown. His face was emotionless as he walked away but he tried to direct a smile towards us as he spoke to Steve. Being on the bad side most of your life and having to work for it now is not simple. “You like him.”

I shake my head, “No, no, just curious” It was true. He was the mysterious, cold looking, low voice guy in all of my books I have read before and fell in love with but I am too smart to know that something like that would work out. Boys in my books fight for what they want while battling their demons. When I see him I see a guy who has demons he has yet to overcome because the main demone is himself. He is struggling. His arm twitches and his head turns at every noise. He has things he needs to fix and if all my books are correct a woman may help but they want their space. Also the woman in the books does everything for them not to be alone and helps them fight their demons but I am not one to do so. I get scared and run away at the first look of difficulty. I am not the one to be placed with someone's trust and love. I can’t give you a correct response. I am not someone’s needs.

“Stop analyzing everything” She laughs while handing me another drink. “Is you were to stop anylizing eveythning and just go for it you would see how wonderful life could be '' She was right. Every move I make has to be foreseen by a pro and cons list. A breakdown of cause and effect. I break down my decisions and take the best route, even if my heart is telling me not to.

“Am a lawyer, that's what I do” I take a sip shrugging her off to change the conversation.

“Well how about for tonight you can be a girl in a little black dress who everybody in the party sees as carefree” I smile at her words. Of course I am not the one to let go but fuck it. Right?

“And what do you suggest, Miss. Romanoff?” She drinks her last glass and pulls out her hand.

“I suggest dancing like nobody's watching?” And that is exactly what we did. We dance past midnight. Many guests had left and while the rest were drinking and talking Nat and I were the only ones on the dance floor.

“Girls! The DJ needs to go” We both turned booing at Tony who was speaking through the microphone. “Don’t boo me! Go get some water!” We both laugh making our way to the other avengers. Which was only Steve, Wanda. Vis, Bruce and soon I knew Tony was going to come over.

“Hey I know you are not in the right mindset but I have something I would need help with in the morning?” Steve asked innocently which I only nodd to trying to gulp down a whole water bottle. “Its nothing just a ticket” I burst out laughing and soon the others follow.

“Goody two shoes got a ticket?!” Of couse Tony was the one with the nickname although everybody was thinking it.

“It wasn’t my fault! I was fed up with Nats feet on the dashboard and didn’t see the light was red”

“Well it wasn’t my fault either. You could just have ignored it but you chose to remove my feet yourse-'' We were caught off guard as the big windows outlooking the terrace blew up. I don’t know if they were the drinks or if I was just that tired but I don’t remember anything else from that night.

A/N: we are introduced to Bucky!!!. I am going to start writing the next part tomorrow and I want them to have a sort of enemies to lover kind of relationship but I don’t know how to get there. If you got any ideas feel free to comment. Thank you♥️

#james buchanan bucky barnes #bucky #buck #bucky x y/n #bucky x female reader #bucky x you #bucky fic #avengers #tony stark #steve rodgers #nat romanoff #james barnes x reader #james barnes

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