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beecanons · 7 months

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better yet Loki or Bucky (marvel) with autism reader :3333

loki and bucky with an autistic reader!

loki~

doesnt fully understand it at first but once you explain a little about neurodivergences he catches on and will probably make a comparison to something from asgard

does all the research on it, learns what midgard knows about this and gets frustrated with the history of mistreatment and such.

has no shame in admitting he's learning about it just for you. but will ask you dont go around telling people about this side of him, especially dont mention it to thor or he'll never hear the end of it.

very observant of your behaviours, stims, sensitivities and preferences.

"dont pick that one, love, it has a texture you dislike" "..i warned you"

he will do whatever he can to help you with a meltdown, he has outlets for his own anger so hes more than ready to help you find outlets to avoid hurting yourself.

you spend hours talking, especially about interests. he's happy to have someone to talk with and listen to him and is more than happy to listen to you rant and ramble about your special interests

will summon a stim or texture object for you to fidget with if you need.

need to sit in a quiet place and de-stim? he'll find a dimly lt corner and sit with you, maybe read to you if you'd like.

extremely respectful of boundaries, listens when you struggle and does what he can to help be it communication or otherwise

pays attention to your ques when you need or cant stand physical touch.

if anything makes you insecure he'll compliment you on it or avoid comments on it if you prefer.

Bucky~

a little slow with wrapping his head around it, came from a time where there was a lot of stigma around high support needs autistic folk so he might have some things to unlearn and a lot of new stuff to learn.

tries his best to memorise your sensitivities and preferences but will mix a few things up.

off handedly remembers a lot of details you dont expect him to catch onto, especially when it comes to how you communicate.

will come up with nicknames based on comparing your behaviours he finds cute with certain animals who have the same behaviours.

if you like organizing things hes a mess and never remembers where you put things and has to ask every time because hes used to chaotic order.

picks up on your stims and even starts doing a few himself without realizing.

"hey, fruit bat, where'd the keys go?" "...obviously by the door, right"

loves going to the movies with you but makes sure you get a good seat in the back not too close to the speakers or too close/far from the screen so you arent over stimulated.

stops wearing cologne because youre sensitive to scents and he doesnt want to give you a headache

need something cold/smooth to calm down/relax? you can hold onto his metal arm

isnt sure how to handle your meltdowns but does what he can to help you, breaths with you if you need it maybe even has you rest your head on his chest to help you calm down when its over.

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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Little mouse in an ocean

Stucky x little reader

Word count: 1,803 words oops lol

Warnings: intense sensory overload that leads to a more internalized meltdown, loki shows up, sippy, caregiver names like daddy, and dada, little names like baby boy, and munch short ofr munchkin, fidget items, sound canceling headphones, chest binding, comfort items.

Edited to the best of my ability

Age regression is a coping mechanism, if your not knowledgeable and uncomfortable of the topic either read up on it or ignore please <3

Reader is a trans man, no weight, ethnicity or hair type mentioned, reader is at least slightly able bodied in this

Dont like it dont read it especially when theres warnings

You’d been anticipating the event for a while so it didn't sneak up on you or anything but the Impending stress of having to mask for several hours and converse with people like it was on your everyday agenda, this was nothing of how you liked it, well beyond the several month warning, it gave you time to prepare both mentally and physically, gathering items you would need incase of a worst case scenario in a messenger bag, ranging from two different means of music, noise canceling headphones around the front part of the strap, Bluetooth earbuds fully charged and inside of the most front pouch accompanied by an infinity cube graced with rubber edges to not click like a normal cube, not wanting to bring attention to your discomfort in any situation.

Your favorite book, a couple small sweet and salty snacks depending on the situational needs, alongside a comfort snack , your smaller communication cards, a few more fidgets and essential items.

Bucky and Steve helped pack this bag for you, it being perfectly assembled for anything you could possibly need.

With that Bucky took you out to find a nice casual suit with fabrics that don’t irritate you.

All the small things arranged, it had your mind settled enough not to stress through the remaining time.

That is until you got there, when walking into the event hall you tug on the bottom of the jacket to your suit, adjusting it, "do you even pass?", whether or not you’re shorter, curvier, if your voice is deep enough , or if your handshake was firm enough, what ever your though in comparison may have been the idea of not passing was terrifying, Steve walking on your left puts his right hand on your shoulder leaning in, "you look handsome, i promise you’re absolutely perfect" his whispers calmed the choppy waters in your mind from becoming rapids.

You worked with some of these people, you knew a good portion of faces, knew even more names, your social analyzing has you determining who is good to talk to and who isn’t purely based on how they carry themselves, the people they talk to and how people look when they walk away, all factors you use to keep you most comfortable.

The best places to be in situations are either outside separate from people or around the food table where most often people are too occupied with collecting snacks and other food items, keeping your talking to a minimum and keeping your social battery higher for longer.

You figured you’d head over that way if it felt dire but for now you stuck with Bucky and Steve.

Trailing through the large people filled room, your boyfriends on each side of you to keep unwanted physical touch to a minimum.

Director fury approaches you three, shaking each persons hands, you know fury pretty well, the conversation going quick and simple, just as easy as the night had gone so far until people started ushering Steve one way and Bucky the other, leaving you disoriented, not entirely sure who you should go with, the confused lapse in time has you loosing them in the crowd, that’s okay, you’re big right now, you can fend for yourself, maybe find Nat or Thor, maybe Thor forced Loki to come along with.

That would be nice, a silent companion to keep you company while sitting in a dark corner avoiding most interactions, actually corners probably have the most amount of echo, at least perspective wise that is, you'd be able to hear everyone and than being next to a corn means you’re closer to the sound reflection hearing it twice, that’s something that would absolutely irritate you, possibly even give you a splitting headache.

Being in this room no one by your side, having to navigate your way through a crowd of now unfamiliar faces, peoples conversations bouncing off of one another, high heels going in all directions, clicking like shark teeth in infested feeding water, social vampires, maybe not everyone but gods did it feel like everyone.

People feasting off of communication, jingling keys like lures, or maybe bells, like the service indication bell in your local comfort food restaurant, so many indications, so many people, all sounds equally intrusive you just want to shut it out but you cant until you’re in a place where no one will question why you have headphones on at a party.

A constantly shifting maze of people, hands patting your back as people pass through the crowd, a few people stopping you for conversations that you try to keep to a minimum saying you’re looking for Bucky or Steve.

Standing in such a room alone, you would be able to feel the air currents change but this room packed with more people than an official tony stark party, it felt like the air itself had stiffened and is on the brink of collapsing in your lungs, it felt suffocating to the point holding your breath would be a better means of keeping yourself together than breathing at all.

With everything swirling, people constantly touching you, talking to you, your mind slips fast, in moments like this you put on chapstick and pretend its superglue so not to make a cosmic fool of yourself if you could even manage to get words out.

You finally make it out of the crowd only to realize most of the drinks are probably spiked, you refrain from drinking anything you don’t know, you make a b line to the patio door stepping out into the cool fresh air, the bite of cold in your lungs amongst a deep breath being the edge of the blade, it was soothing, so soothing that everything from inside broke loose, a quiet choked sob broke from your chest, if you were big right now you would know what to do but you feel so small, so very small, like a mouse in the ocean next to a baleen whale.

Your hands trembling as though electricity was pulsing through your veins, rapidly looking around, dazed vision making everything quite unclear, bumping into someone you begin to stumble back, just your luck, both big and small you know that waterfall of black locks anywhere, and he knew you.

Loki, one person who understood the entirety of the situation, carefully he leads you aside, "you’re okay, its going to be okay, we'll find Bucky and Steve" mumbling it out quietly, the first vast difference between him and the room, his voice like Bucky and Steve’s voices was safe.

He takes the headphones off the front strap of your messenger bag, helping you put them on over your ears, feeling the world go silent, sound has pressure so the lack of sound felt less like a kick drum in your ears and more like a deep breath in winter air.

Taking the communication cards out of your bag he finds two cards, showing each one, you look at him with big eyes, tears still threatening to spill you show him the mouse card.

Small.

He nods, handing you one of the small fidgets, closing your bag and taking your hand, into his cold delicate one.

He signals for you to take a few deep breaths with him and than you’re once again back into the warped room, warm of people, sharp of knowing all the sounds, he leads you through the very best route but even still people are bumping into your, patting your back when passing and trying to stop you in your tracks.

You can see Steve’s golden hair practically glowing, you let go of Loki’s hand trying to rush past people to your boyfriend but another sturdy intruding body gets in the way, bumping you causing you to drop your fidget, looking to the ground to find it.

A small mouse in the ocean amongst a group of narwhals in the eye of a thunderstorm.

Electricity raging in your hands, in your arms, in your chest and in a split second your dominant hand slams down hard onto your thigh three times just above your knee, grabbing your fidget, doing your best to hold back the electricity, you watch as Steve turns around.

Its as if he’s in slow motion, you cant get to him fast enough, you’re being held against his chest, holding tightly to his shirt fabric creasing in your grasp, he’s talking to Loki getting the most of what he can on what happened.

He has you turn around so you can walk but your eyes are closed he’s directing you through, making sure nothing touches you.

You feel the cool air touch your tear streaked cheeks cooling the tear trails.

Sitting in the car you wait for Bucky, eating one of your snacks and drinking a water based drink Steve had poured into a spare sippy he kept in the car.

"I’m so sorry munch, i turned away and you were gone, we didn't mean to put you through that, I’m so proud of you for finding Loki and letting him help", you nuzzle further into his side, touch may be unsafe but theirs was magic.

Bucky hops in the front seat turning to look at you and Stevie cuddled together in the back, reaching out for Bucky he takes your hand and holds it to his lips, he can tell just how small you are from how easy you are to maneuver. "Hi baby boy, daddy is here, lets go home now, is that okay?" You didn't respond, you were too busy feeling the metal plates of his hand.

The drive home was quick, tucked into dada Steve’s side, feeling the thrum of his heart in his chest between each breath, now inside in comfortable clothes and out of your binder one of Steve’s hoodies on you with the sleeves rolled up so your hands could peek out, laying safely between both of your caregivers, the havoc of the day having tired you out.

Bucky gets a notification saying that the food he ordered was delivered, he leaves only to return with dinner and your stuffy he picked up from the living room on his way back.

Little jerks and jolts here and there from remnant electricity occasionally causing you to hold your breath only for one of your daddies to find a new way to remind you to breathe, this time dada Stevie tapped the tip of your nose causing you to quietly coo, breathing.

Words aren’t an expectation, neither are sounds, they just want you to feel better and if that means holding you safely tucked between them than so be it, they would do anything and everything to keep their boy safe.

Because they’re with you til the end of the line.

This is twice as long as i meant for it to be but you absolutely deserve a longer fic, thank you so much for your patience and thank you for requesting <33 @valetim09

I had to fix the layout because for some odd reason it got all mixed up

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k9authorwolf · 1 month

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Lucid Dreams- Bucky Barnes x Autistic!Enchanced!Reader (Part 01)

Summary: The cradle of sleep continuously eludes Bucky. Nightmares tormented him every night. But a chance encounter with an unknown woman draws him into the dream realm. Granting him the peace he so desired. But he longs to see her again. His dreamgirl.

Disclaimer: The reader's autistic traits are based on my own. Every autistic person is different with their own different traits. So please do not assume every autistic person is like this.

Inspiration: Lucid Dream by Owl City

Bucky jolted awake from another nightmare. Covered head to toe in sweat, his heart rate extremely high. He was in his apartment, on the floor in the living room with a bunch of blankets and his pillow. The TV on low playing some crappy old sitcom from two decades ago was the only light in the room. Bucky groaned in frustration as his hands went to his short hair. He hadn’t had any decent sleep in weeks. Nothing but nightmares.

He was so tired.

The lack of sleep was affecting him during the day, shuffling through the streets as if he were undead. Fueled by reflex and muscle memory. How much longer was this going to go on?

“How have you been sleeping?” Dr. Raynor asked. But Bucky didn’t answer, he didn’t want to. He just kept staring blankly out the window, his vision doubled occasionally with exhaustion. In the corner of his eye he saw Raynor grab the notebook with frustration. His anger spiked, “Like shit okay! I’ve been sleeping like shit! Happy now?!” He exclaimed. The pen stilled in the therapist’s hand as she eyed him. “Have you been doing those sleep exercises I recommended?” Bucky rolled his eyes. “Yes, every single one. And not one of them made a damn bit of difference!” All these “new age” methods were ludicrous in his opinion. Scented candles, meditation, listening to some ancient sounding new age music. It was too weird for his taste. A glass of smoked whiskey and a good book was enough for him, more realistic.

Bucky sat through the rest of the session harboring anger. His frustration over the lack of sleep he was getting was pissing him off more everyday. Everynight he’d stay up as long as possible. He'd eventually pass out but he’d be up in less than four hours from a nightmare.

Walking back to his apartment the sounds of the city had become droned and melded, in his exhausted hazed mind it was like the world was fading away. He passed the little coffee shop on his route, it showed up a few months ago. Seemed to be fairly popular with the young crowd. Whatever. He just wanted to go home.

“OOF!”

Someone bumped into him. “Sorry!” They left before he could see their face. He couldn’t really see clearly through the haze in his eyes. He looked at where he felt the person’s hand touch him, on his sternum. He felt a warmth coming from it as if the hand was still there. He grasped the end of the hoodie and pulled it towards his nose, he sniffed. Coffee. The smell of freshly ground coffee beans wafted into his nose. The roasted smell made his mouth water. Fresh coffee. Maybe he’d brew up a pot when he got home.

Finally his apartment was in sight, and so was someone. Sam. The new Captain America sat on the steps of his building. Clearly waiting for him. On approach Sam stood up, “Raynor called me.” He said. Bucky rolled his eyes in annoyance, “What are you my nanny now?” Bucky snapped, fishing out his keys. “She told me about your sleep problems. I just wanna help man.” He was so sick of this. People thinking they can just walk into his life and without indirectly telling him he’s a wreck, a psychological tire fire, a monster who must obey like an obedient dog! “She knows nothing about me!” Bucky was getting more and more angry. “Buck, we're just trying to help.” Sam placed his hand on Bucky’s shoulder. But the former Winter Soldier shoved it off as if he had been burned. “SHUT UP!” He yelled. He turned to Sam, “You wanna help Sam? Then leave me alone! You have no idea how all this is for me! Everything I’ve done! And until you do, LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” He yelled with all the anger that had been pent up inside.

He turned and entered the building, leaving Sam behind. Once inside everything hit him.

Why did he do that? Sam was just trying to help, like the good friend he is. And Bucky lashed out. He pushed his friend away. His only friend left. Bucky leaned his head back on the door as his face began to tremble and hot tears pooled in his eyes. He banged his head on the door in an attempt to punish himself. He slid down to the floor as sobs began to emerge from his throat. He was all alone. That’s what he does, he pushes and alienates all those close to him. Afterall it was his fault Steve left. Bucky berated himself thinking Steve abandoned him because he had enough. Bucky’s sobs echoed in his apartment. He was so tired. Why couldn’t he sleep? He just wanted to sleep.

Later that night, Bucky’s eyes were red and swollen from sobbing out his frustrations. He wished the world would just swallow him up forever. It was past midnight now, the smoked whiskey he poured two hours ago was almost finished. The astronomy book in his hand was half done. Since being freed, astronomy had become his favorite thing to catch up on. He could recall memories from his childhood where it’d be late at night, his parents and sisters would be tucked in and asleep while he snuck up to the roof to find all the constellations he could see. And get lost in thoughts over what may be beyond that sky and those stars. Now with all the satellites and space stations he was more enthralled than ever.

He yawned, he couldn’t see straight anymore. He wanted to sleep but he knew what would happen in a few hours. He needs to sleep. He stripped down to his boxers, his dog tags dangling against his bare chest. He looked at the spot where he had been touched earlier that day. It felt hot but not in a painful way, there were no marks or anything but he felt the heat seep deep inside him. Maybe he was hallucinating.

He laid down in his pile of blankets on the floor, the TV was on low. His head resting on the pillow. He took deep breaths trying to relax his mind and think of anything other than the impending nightmares he’d face later.

What would it be like to float through outer space? He wondered. Where nothing mattered. The problems he faced everyday would just melt away. Just him and the endless horizon of stars.

He slipped into sleep.

Weightless, Free, Peace, and warmth. That’s what Bucky felt, he’d never felt this before.

I am a light sleeper

But I am a heavy dreamer

He opened his eyes. And to his wonderment saw an endless sky of stars and colorful nebula clouds. He was floating in outer space. Yet he could breathe and there was no lethal cold. It was warm. Like being wrapped in a soft blanket or embraced by someone. This had to be a dream. It felt so amazing, sure he was just floating but it felt so free, so peaceful. He wanted to touch the nebula clouds, he reached his hand out unsure how to move himself forward. But with the thought of moving forward he slowly floated towards the cloud.

My imagination gives me wings

And I can go anywhere

His hand went through the cloud and it moved with his hand. Following his every movement as if he was controlling it. In a spur of childlike wonder he quickly flicked his hand and the cloud followed. Dazzling wisps of bright colors and starlight followed his hand creating an ethereal dance of light and wonder. Bucky’s heart soared with warmth and happiness. He wanted to see more. With a quick thought he floated up.

And when I wander away, to some other place

I'm suddenly there, way up in the air

Where passenger trains catch fire and fill the sky with flames

And that black rabbit of death

Wakes up in a breath, of beautiful dreams

My heartache it seems, so terribly vain

Where fire and diamonds fall like rain

He reached out to grab a star. In his hand it was small yet bright. Like a firefly. He held it with care. It was like he could do anything. Go wherever he wanted. Nothing could tear him away from this feeling. His self hating thoughts, his tainted mind. It seemed so far away like no harm could come to him here. Here in this realm of dreams he felt safe.

Do you believe in endless miracles?

Do you believe in the impossible?

Do you believe sleep is a time machine?

Do you believe in curiosity?

Do you believe in what you cannot see?

Do you believe life is a Lucid Dream?

He suddenly heard music. It was getting closer. Was there someone else here? He looked and saw in a burst of ethereal color, a woman. Running on a stream of white starlight that grew to catch her steps. Nebula clouds and stars followed her as if she were guiding them. Her (y/h/c) air flowed behind her like a curtain as she ran. Dressed in a black tank top and underwear of the same color, she was happy as she ran on the stream of starlight. Earbuds were tucked into her ears with their cords disappearing into nothing. Bucky could hear the music from them. As clear as day. The woman turned her head to look at him, she smiled brightly as if she had been looking for him. Her (y/e/c) eyes, brighter than the stars that followed her, gazed at him. Beckoning him. She was so beautiful. Like a Goddess of Dreams. With a quick flick of her hands she sent another stream of starlight his way. It flowed under his feet pulling him forward to follow the woman. Nearly losing his balance he gradually moved his legs to run on the stream.

This was amazing! He was running on starlight! He looked at the woman again, her smile was bigger and brighter. She raised her arms high as she looked at him cheering him on. He ran with her on the stream of starlight exchanging glances. She pointed ahead of them, the underside of a swirling galaxy. She sprinted ahead of him and breached the galaxy in a burst of stars and colored dust. Like a mermaid surfacing. He wanted to do it too. He sprinted. Breach. Breach. BREACH!

Well that's how you study the stars

That's how you study the stars

And that's how you know 'em by heart

Life is a Lucid Dream

He pushed through the galaxy floating up and up with the stars following him. The brightness in his chest radiated. He never felt so free. So happy. So content. He breathed deeply in peace as he floated. He opened his eyes and stared at the swirling galaxy before him. He wanted to stay forever. His dog tags floated before him. Above him he saw the woman again, delicately drifting towards him with a soft warm smile that made his heart flutter. She reached out and cupped his cheeks with such tenderness his eyes drifted shut at the warmth. “Time to wake up.” Her voice echoed with such grace and softness it made the angel's of old sound tone deaf. And with a soft kiss to his forehead he was enveloped in a warm bright light.

I am a light sleeper

But I am a heavy dreamer

When Bucky opened his eyes again, he heard the sounds of the city. He stared at the ceiling. He was back in the real world. He smiled at the memory of his dream.

He sat up, he felt well rested. Looking at his watch, it was past 6 in the evening. He had been asleep for sixteen hours. With no nightmares. He felt amazing. His mood shifted when in the corner of his eyes he saw a glowing blue light over his sternum. Ethereal blue light in the shape of a delicate handprint lay on his chest, the fingers ending at his sternum. Radiating a soft warmth. It faded slowly into him. He felt a wave calm wash over him as he thought about the woman in his dream. Did she do this? Did she give him that dream?

He needed to find her.

He had to see her again.

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comfortmarvelimagines · 1 year

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Hi! So I really love your "When You Can't Find The Quiet" series and I think it's amazing how well you write! If you're still taking requests I'd love to see another part with maybe like Bucky and Steve helping the reader through a meltdown. Like Peter's ill or something so couldn't be there and Tony's away on some kind of business but like Happy picked the reader up and took them to the tower and Tony contacted Bucky to help. And like Steve's confused and just draws for the reader or something?

(Can be read as standalone or as (the much delayed) WYCFTQ pt 6)

There weren’t many people you interacted with on a regular basis, and that was just the way you preferred it.

People are scary. Unpredictable. Deceit hidden behind curtains of seemingly genuine intent, gauzy and constantly shifting and impossible to focus on what lies beyond. It didn’t make sense. All your life you had been exactly as you were, no lies, no acting unless instructed to. The masking kind, only, as you tried to keep up in the neurotypical social game. Frankly, it all seemed rather put on and pointless and by the time you reached high school you’d all but given up on it. Given up on trying to decode other people as well. There was too much shit going on, and it was the path of least resistance to settle on your small group of friends and leave it at that. Minimal masking, minimal need for interpretation. You trusted your friends to be who they said they were, and you showed up with no pretences held.

That being said, entering Peter’s world was terrifying. Here were adults that seemed to have true intentions; adults with the time and resources to make your life easier in a way you’d never before had access to. Adults- Tony, Nat, Bucky, Pepper- who said they wanted to help. Who did help, and not in the way you were used to adults ‘helping’, with social rules and short reprimands and sad sighs when you just didn’t get it. You had to trust them. Because without that help, trying to manage being a generally functioning human that left the apartment and did homework and went to school and didn’t punch randoms on the subway on instinct for standing too close, felt impossible. Part of you felt shame for having grown so reliant, but you knew the alternative all too well. Complete shutdown. Burnout. Months of being so hazy and out of it nothing felt real and nothing got done. So, reluctantly, you accepted the status quo.

Meltdowns happen. They suck ass. At this point you felt like you’d experienced every possible way that they could happen, the growing Big Bad Feeling in the pit of your guts almost familiar. They honestly didn’t get any easier with time (or, to phrase it kinda weirdly, with practice). The humiliation stung just as harshly after every one when you had nothing left to give. The Post-Meltdown Energy Drain leaving you collapsed on the floor like some kind of deflated beanbag, letting everyone else take over. You could cry over the mortification later when you had the spoons.

This last meltdown was no different. It had grown over a few days, the general unrest of the student body headed towards summer break doing nothing to help, nor did the constant stickiness of late-May humidity. It made sense, in a weird parallel way- humidity inevitable breaks with a storm, and the growing sense of badness broke in a meltdown. It was only too bad you couldn’t have waited until school was out to have it in the privacy of your bedroom. The floor probably would’ve been less gross as well, but even the thought of high school corridor germs wasn’t enough to get you up as you waited for Happy.

It wasn’t usually Happy who picked you up. Tony typically did it himself, and as selfish as it felt you preferred it that way. He knew what to do, and he hadn’t belittled you for it yet so there was a growing sense of trust that it was an unlikely scenario. Alas, being an avenger and owning a multi-billion dollar company is no casual business, and there was just no way he was able to come and get you, so Happy was enlisted. You weren’t sure what to make of Happy. He never really said much to you (not that you would’ve said much in return) but he seemed to like Peter. Only problem was, Peter wasn’t even at school today. Probably hurt himself patrolling, given that it was probably impossible for his genetically enhanced ass to get sick. Lucky.

The slapping of Happy’s shoes on the worn linoleum broke your train of thought. The corridor was being kept clear by Ned and the new school nurse, who probably volunteered just to not have to figure out what else to do. You could’ve sworn none of these people had ever met another goddamn autistic person out in the wild before. Which, their loss, honestly. You hoisted yourself up on a locker and followed Happy on autopilot, eyes glazed over by the time you reached the distinctive black car. You felt like absolute shit. But every part of your brain was yelling at you to act fine, act normal, like nothing had ever happened.

Unsurprisingly, Happy didn’t say a word the entire drive back. You felt like every atom in your body had been drained of energy and you collapsed against the window of the car, too viscerally exhausted to care about the vibration of the car against your skull. Somewhere deep in your brain you tried to remember all the steps to the sensory room- the elevator, the right level, FRIDAY, the security pass- but each thought was too much effort to complete, and trailed off part way through. You kept trying over and over and over and over to remember how to do it, how to get to safety, with each attempt fizzling out sooner and sooner and never eventuating. You were too preoccupied with forcing the repetitive thought loop to recognise pulling into a driveway, down to the garage, half closed eyes seeing nothing, and the bone-tiredness letting your head just hang when the pressure of the door dropped as someone opened it from outside. Cool metal pushed hair back from your forehead and held you up as the restraint of the seatbelt rescinded and you realised it was Bucky.

He didn’t even ask before transferring most of your weight to his shoulder, and picking you up and out of the car. Somewhere in the haze you considered that maybe, this treatment was embarrassing; after all, you’d only met Bucky like, twice, and this was the second time he’d seen you in at some point in the meltdown life-cycle. But your body felt simultaneously numb and tingly and not there at all, and you didn’t even have the energy to cry despite desperately wanting to be able to, and all you could do was sink into his shoulder and try and keep your eyelids open.

You could feel when Bucky spoke. “Hey, can you grab that blanket over there? It’s weighted.”

Still feeling devoid of any capacity, you almost imperceptibly shook your head. Bucky rubbed your shoulder. “It’s okay, I wasn’t asking you, doll. We’re up in the sensory room. Steve is here. He wants to help, and I’m gonna get him to grab the weighted blanket so we can rest on that big comfy beanbag. You can sleep if you want, or we can just ride this out until you’re feeling a bit better. Nice and easy,” he lowered himself to slowly fall back into the memory foam. It only just occurred to you that you were gripping onto Bucky’s shirt for dear life, that the only way he would’ve been able to put you down would be to pry himself from your entangled hands. An honestly, you didn’t even fucking care. Humiliation aside, Bucky felt steady and calm and reassuring and you still felt so unsafe in your mind and body, an unrest that could easily spiral into meltdown round two. Which, ya know, you’d rather not do. Fighting sleep, you felt the air shift next to you and Steve returned, draping the grounding weight of the blanket over your jittery bones. He had something else with him too; as he sat on the ground beside you and Bucky, you registered that it was a sketchbook, and without a word he started to draw. First a landscape, a sunset, some birds, etched in grey then filled in pastels of colour. Mesmerised, you watched as your consciousness dripped away, sleeping in the way you only ever did when you were safe

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teacupcollector · 2 years

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Playlists

Should I make Playlists for some of the fic series I have made? I just listened to a song that reminded me of “Loki and His Follower” So I was wondering if that would be something anyone would be interested in. This may also get me out of a writers block for some of these! Feel free to send in music you think I might like as well!

Here are some Series that I have ideas for: Rebel (Father Matt Murdock x Reader x Father Figure Frank Castle)

Loki and His Follower (Loki Laufeyson x Reader)

My Missing Piece (Peter Parker x Autistic Reader) A Helping Hand (Joel Miller x Pregnant Reader)

The Undead Kind of Love (Vampire Bucky x Reader)

#father daughter angst #father matt murdock #father figure frank castle #father matt murdock x reader #father figure frank castle x reader #loki #Loki Laufeyson #Matt Murdock #frank castle #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x autistic reader #spiderman #Joel Miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller x pregnant reader #vampire bucky barnes #vampire bucky x reader #Bucky Barnes

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altagraye · 2 years

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Alpha and pups ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍

Alpha steve meeting his many pups after some time away.

"Look at how much you've grown!"

" did you guys give your papa and dada (bucky & Sam) a run for their money??"

"How big is our pack now?????"

"God I love you 'Mega."

Bucky- "already asleep?! Adorable."

Sam- "we used to hold 'who's knot is bigger contests' "

Sam- " buck is shy to admit he loves pupsitting. He's great at it"

Sam- "the pups and 'mega missed you, tiger."

#omegaverse #james buchanan bucky barnes #a/b/o dynamics #mcu fanfiction #steve rogers #alpha!steve x omega!reader #alpha!bucky x omega!reader #autistic author #mcu #james bucky barnes #sambucky #alpha! sam wilson #fluff #steve rogers fluff #bucky barnes fluff #sam wilson fluff

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chrisevansdaughter · 2 years

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Disney With a Twist

a/n hi, i hope you enjoy this story. I have done research beforehand and would just like to stress that every experience with any of the medical conditions linked to this story is different for everyone, some for me from personal experience :)

Anyways i can take requests and once again i hope you enjoy!

Summary: the reader suffers from seizures and has a form of autism where they get overwhelmed on a cast trip to Disney.

Warnings: Mentions of Seizures, Anxiety & Medication

Y/n's POV

For as long as I can remember seizures have been apart of my everyday life and don't get me wrong I wouldn't change half of the things I've experienced for the world like the incredible bond I have with Chris my brother and living with him, meeting his cast mates and being invited almost everywhere with them and always being involved but having seizures are something not many people other than family and the cast know about. The stress makes it a possibility for a massive seizure or multiple to happen which is draining as hell!

Add a new place, and being overwhelmed to the mix and it doesn't really end well.

Chris's POV

So I've been asked by the cast to invite y/n on a cast trip since we have a break from filming and we decided on Disney, because why not. Disney is Disney! And it's amazing that they include her in so much she's literally everyone's little sister and it's amazing how they deal with her by helping her out with anything from being overwhelmed and calming her down to helping with seizures making sure she's safe.

I went to go find y/n to ask her if she's down to come for the 2 weeks we're planning to go. With of course making sure Seb is coming too because when I first introduced y/n to the cast she instantly gravitated towards Seb because of how calm and good he is with her, they're honestly two peas in a pod. Essentially he's another big brother for her in my eyes and I'm great full for that to be honest.

Y/n was in the living room of my house because she comes with me every once in a while to LA from Boston whilst I'm filming because it breaks it up and she just loves spending time with everyone.

"Hey sweetheart, you okay?" I asked her

"Yeah I'm good Chrissie." Y/n replied

"So, bug I've got a question for you. Would you like to come to Disney for 2 weeks with me and the cast for a break?"

"I guess so as long as Seb is going. Then I can stay with you two just in case anything happens." Y/n said

I knew she was hesitant because of the anxiety she has going to new places since she has the seizures and the autism that doesn't help when she gets overwhelmed easily with new places. Over time she's gotten better going to new places as long as she's comfortable with the people she's with hence why I had to check if Seb was going.

"Bubs, he is going so we'll be fine I promise you, and if you get overwhelmed or have a seizure you'll be okay." I reassured her

" I would love to come to Disney then!" She said getting really excited and stimming with my hands whilst we're sat on the couch watching tv with dodge looking out for her.

I laughed at her cute reaction to wanting to come with us it really does make me think that I've got such an amazing sibling.

****TIME SKIP****

Y/n's POV:

We got in to The park where our hotel was yesterday after travelling almost all day and let me tell you it was extremely exhausting! It made me a little bit anxious to put it nicely I had to have Chris and Seb talk me down from a panic attack since I don't do really well with travelling to new places.

It was 7am Chris's alarm went off whilst I was trying to sleep and trying is the key word here as I was awake most of the night because my brain just couldn't go to sleep since I was anxious of the new place that we were in; that's just another downside of the autism which I dislike a lot.

Chris woke up and did his daily thing of coming to give me cuddles and say good morning to me since this has been our thing since we were kids

"Good morning bug, did you sleep okay?" He said with sleep still ever so evidently in his voice

"Not really, my brain wouldn't shut off." I sigh being honest with him

"Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry, it's okay. You're safe and we're going to have an amazing time here." He said whilst bringing me in to a hug to help me ground myself

Chris's POV

Y/n and I started to get ready for our day in the park after our morning cuddle which it seemed she needed after the night she had of not sleeping after being so anxious about being here. It pulls on my heart strings to watch and listen to her say she didn't sleep because of this but it's a regular thing for me to experience with her, more than I'd like if I'm honest.

Whilst she was getting dressed and ready. I was getting her "go" bag ready as I like to call it that had everything she'd need for the day in the park like emergency meds, ear defenders, sensory toys and one of my hoodies on top of everything else because she's always said my scent comforts her which will help with a day that is bound to be overwhelming for her and cause a seizure or 2 but hopefully that doesn't happen.

Once I'd finished getting everything we needed for the day y/n was just sat on the bed looking like she was staring out the window but she was staring at the wall so I tried to grab her attention by calling her name but she didn't react.

An absent seizure.

The one thing I was hoping that she wouldn't have today since one absent seizure usually meant a string of the was coming which I wouldn't put past her since the day she had travelling here..

"Y/n, hey sweetheart are you okay?" I said kneeling in front of her with my hands on her shoulders to try and bring her back to reality.

"Hmm?" Y/n said once she was back

"I asked if you were okay bug, you just had a seizure but you're okay and we're going to meet everyone now if you're okay." I said helping her up

" I'm okay." She sighed getting ready to leave

I could already tell even with that small seizure it's already taken it out of her, it always does hopefully seeing this we'll have a chill day with everyone will help relax her..

****TIME SKIP****

Y/n's POV

After my little seizure this morning we had met up with everyone and finally made our way in to the park, I was with Seb and Chris staying really close to them since it was already overwhelming me with how busy it was and I think everyone noticed.

Since I was stimming quite a lot by a making noises like clicking and moving my neck,it's something I do which is a trait that come along with autism to just either help relax me or just get my point across in my own way; it's a normal thing for me and everyone spots it, usually it helps be before I get too overwhelmed.

I was okay though so we went on a couple of rides and it was great but I could feel myself 'spacing out' again or that's what I like to say when I feel like I'm about to have an absent.

Seb's POV

Y/n, Chris and I had just come off space mountain and was waiting for everyone else where we were meeting everyone since Chris, Y/n and I wanted to go on space mountain and no one else did. Whilst we were waiting for all of them to come back I noticed y/n 'spaced out' after stimming quite a lot and Chris had already told me about this morning so it was another seizure which is so annoying because they happen more often than any of us would like.

"Hey Chris, she's having another seizure." I said getting his attention whilst he was looking around for Scar and the rest of the group.

"Oh sweetheart." He said clearly you could tell it was pulling on his heart since his bond with was so special with her.

She came round pretty quick but didn't want to talk and when that happens we knows she extremely overwhelmed and at risk for a cluster of seizures or that mixed with a panic attack. As she was whining and close to crying from being uncomfortable so she either needed pressure from a hug or a safe space to decompress in her own way.

Red flag number 1

So we made our way over to the calm room that was in the medical area of the park after texting the group that we were going for a break.

Chris's POV

We made it to the calm room in the medical area of the park to let y/n decompress and relax to help her feel less overwhelmed by everything. I thought it would be a good idea to give her some meds to help her relax and try to prevent any further seizures or a panic attacks happening today because I wanted her to enjoy her time here more than having to worry about everything she'd had been for the time we'd already been here for.

"Bug, I'm gonna give some you some of you're meds with food so you can relax a bit and hopefully not have anymore seizures okay." I said whilst I was getting them ready with a drink too since she was cuddling Seb by one of the bubble tubes whilst being rocked for sensory output in the calm room.

She just nodded and that's red flag number 2 which tells us she's extremely anxious and she doesn't know how to put it across in words, which was okay with us. I think Seb gather this pretty quickly as she wanted pressure.

After a good hour, one small seizure and a panic attack later we were meeting the group for food to finally finishing the day off with the fireworks.

We all decided on little Italy for dinner since everyone would had something they would eat and I could guarantee that y/n would eat too.

****TIME SKIP****

Y/n's POV

After dinner we walked as a group to the castle where we could go and watch the fireworks. I decided to cling to Seb and my brother more than usual whilst wearing Chris's hoodie for comfort and my ear defenders so I didn't get anxious bring near loads of people whilst watching the fireworks.

Honestly my favourite bit of Disney is the fireworks I love so much and I think Chris and Seb could clearly see that with me bouncing on my feet going from my heel to my toe stimming whilst stood watching. I think it gave it away that I was smiling like a mad person too.

"You having fun pipsqueak." Seb asked whilst laughing at me for how excited I was. Pipsqueak was always my nickname from Seb since I met him as there is a considerable height difference between me and him of me being 5'2 and him being 6'0 like Chris.

"Ya I am" I said finally comfortable enough to speak again.

Seb's POV

Once again whilst we were all watching the fireworks I occasionally looked over at y/n and saw another one of her red flags so number 3 for a cluster of seizures which is where she'll involuntarily hold her breath without realising it, which is terrifying to be honest as it it makes her pass out most of the time; and I seriously do hate it that she can't just enjoy something without having to worry about a seizure or being overwhelmed to the point she can't speak or has a panic attack because of it.

It seemed Chris noticed what I did so we a mental conversation that it was properly best to go back to the hotel before the escalated. I stood by y/n whilst Chris went to say we were going back to the hotel just in case and that we would let them know what happens if not that we'll see them tomorrow.

"Hey y/n honey we're going back to the hotel, I know you don't want us to cut this short but we need to go back to the hotel just in case you feel a big seizure come on, okay." I said whilst hugging her reassuring her she was okay because I could tell she wasn't herself and almost 'not there' which was red flag number 4

****Time SKIP****

Y/n's POV

We had got back to the hotel about 20 minutes ago and we were just relaxing the boys were on their phones whilst I was laying on the bed watching the fireworks that I could see out the window drained from today's activities; whilst still in Chris's hoodie with my weighted blanket for extra pressure.

I started to feel numb and fuzzy which is something I hate because I know what comes next.

A seizure.

I mentally sigh it's the one thing I didn't want to happen because I am always drained and achy after.

So I got Chris and Seb's attention to warn them and so I knew that I was okay.

"Chrissie." I said just above a whisper

Chris's POV

I was sat on my phone with y/n laying on the bed watching the fireworks though the window with her blanket whilst me and Seb were sat on the couch in the room and y/n got my attention even though I swear she was so quite I almost missed what she said.

"Chrissie." I heard just above a whisper

"Hey bug you okay?" I asked her having an inkling of what might happen soon

"No I feel- I" she tried to get out so I asked her what I thought she was trying to say

And that just a small thing of many that happens before a seizure, it a noticeable one where she either slurs her speech or stutters on her words struggling to make sentences.

"Sweetheart do you feel like you're going to have seizure?" I ask with me saying that it gets Sebastian's attention

"Mmmhmm" I hear whilst she starts to cry because she hates feeling them coming and it breaks my heart seeing her like that

"It's okay bug" I tell her "just let it happen, me and Seb are here. You're safe." I say reassuring her and after that she started to seize on the bed.

So I got Seb to time it whilst I got the blanket off her and anything on the way of her that would injure her, making sure to turn her into the recovery position to let it run it's course whilst stroking her head out of her face telling her she's okay.

After about two minutes she had stopped completely but her eyes were still rolling so I knew it wasn't over yet.

A minute later she came round quite confused "y/n your alright, bug you just had a seizure." I say reassuring her "You're in the hotel room with me and Seb."

Even though she had come round she had another absent seizure just staring at me, then as we thought that she had finally got a break for the first time today she started seizing again on the bed with Seb timing again. It lasted for 3 minutes and it took her another 5 to come round after all of that she just wanted to sleep and to be honest I didn't blame her neither did Seb, because we both knew she was tired and achy since it took so much out of her.

But for the day she's had I couldn't be more proud of her because even though she's had 6 seizures and a panic attack she enjoyed herself even though she was overwhelmed. After all that Seb said goodnight to us and went back to his room,

Y/n just wanted 'Chrissie cuddles' as she called them, she always has since she was little like how I call her 'bug'. So I didn't mind.

In true Evans style we fell asleep to the little mermaid after we both only watching a little bit of it, y/n faster than me because i’d given her rescue meds just to hopefully halt anymore activity for the night.

#chris evans x reader fluff #chris evans headcanon #chris evans x reader #Chris evans #chrisevansxsister #sebastian stan #disney #seizures #autistic!reader #marvel #chris evans fanfiction #marvel mcu #bucky barnes #buckynat #stucky

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eulalielatibule · 1 year

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🫧Eulalielatibule's Masterlist🫧

These stories, even the not smutty ones, are for people that are 18+ only. This is for my comfort. If you cannot respect that you will be blocked.

(⁠~⁠‾⁠▿⁠‾⁠)⁠~

The Purrfect Pair AU: Wanda Maximoff x Black Cat!Hybrid!Reader

Every witch has her black cat familiar.

I'll Be There For You: Bucky Barnes x Platonic Fem!Reader

Bucky comes over to comfort you.

Lost Item: Jake Jensen x Autistic Fem!Reader

Jake has misplaced his phone. Again.

Merman!Ryan Ackerman x Surfer Fem!Reader

A handsome merman saves you after you drown at Santa Monica beach.

To The Salon!: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

You repair an old teddy bear for Steve.

Let Your Heart be Light: Andy Barber x Autistic Fem!Reader

Andy gives you a surprise at the office holiday party.

Pine-ing For You: Roommate!Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

You take your roommate, Ransom, to your family's Christmas celebration.

Soft!Ransom headcanons

(⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

#autistic!reader #woc!reader #bucky barnes x reader #jake jensen x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #ryan ackerman x reader #my writing

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buckys-little-belle · 1 year

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What if reader was autistic and had issues with fabrics and feels so buckys arm was actually a way for them to calm down

A Cold Calm Down

Bucky Barnes x Little!Reader (They/Them pronouns used)

Notes - As someone who has struggled with sensory issues, especially clothing related, this fic and request hold a really special little spot in my heart <3

Warning - Vague mentions of fabric textures, Bucky being self conscious of his Metal arm

. ☆ . ☾ . ☆ . ☽ . ☆ . ☾ . ☆ . ☽ . ☆ . ☾ . ☆ . ☽ . ☆ . ☾ . ☆ . ☽ . ☆ . ☾ . ☆ . ☽ . ☆ .

"What about that one Bub?" Bucky asked as he pointed towards a blue t-shirt.

Y/n's hand slid down the sleeve quickly before pulling back to grab Buck's. "I's not right." They frowned, their chest feeling heavy as they remembered the last two shirts.

Bucky felt a few more before landing on a long sleeve. "Maybe this one?" He took a step back to let Y/nm explore on their own.

"I can't, Daddy, they all wrong!" Y/n sounded completely defeated as they ran back to Bucky. "They's so wrong." They cried, fumbling with Bucky's left glove before stuffing it in their pocket.

Bucky stood still, unsure about how he felt with his metal arm being uncovered. But with one look down, Y/n's hand in his, their breathing suddenly more stable, he felt okay. "Do you want to try another store? Or wait a few minutes?" Bucky asked as Y/n's second hand found it's way under his jacket and onto more metal, their body slowly melting against his.

"I feel really ... really full." Y/n mumbled against Bucky's shoulder, their fingers tracing the little groves of his arm.

Bucky smiled slightly, enjoying his Bub's take on 'overwhelmed'. "Okay, then let's take some deep breaths." He turned his body so Y/n was leaned against his chest instead of his shoulder, their hands still gripping his own.

"Follow you." They whispered.

"Yes, follow me." He repeated, his chest rising slowly, air filling his lungs then holding and then releasing. The two of them standing face to face as they took a moment.

Y/n raised their head, Bucky's metal arm warm where their fingers had been, and his eyes on them. "Feels better." They smiled at him.

"Good." He leaned down to kiss the top of their head before continuing. "Would you like to try again? Or go and get a donut?" Y/n couldn't hide their thought as they smirked then frowned. "You did a good job Bub." He insisted. "We can always come back another day, okay?" He didn't want to push them to do something he knew they struggled with. In fact he was very proud at how well they did, not only in a new store, touching new fabrics, he was also proud that they knew when they needed a break, something Y/n and him had been working on.

"Donuts 'hen." They smiled, their second hand leaving Bucky's arm, but their first still holding onto his hand firmly. "Please."

"Okay, donuts it is." Bucky chuckled as he watched Y/n lean their weight onto their heels, a sign they were ready to move. "Anything for you Bub." He whispered.

#buckys little belle #age regression fic #age regression #little!reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x little!reader #bucky #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky x little!reader #bucky barnes age regression #little reader #little fic #little space #marvel

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stargirlsturniololover · 6 months

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star’s masterlist ⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆

fluff (☆), angst (★), star’s favs (✰)

ℴ𝒷𝓍

rafe cameron -

rafe’s babydoll (☆/✰KINDA ATEE)

fairy dust (☆/✰✰✰✰)

sunny (☆/✰)

fallen angel

jj maybank -

to be so lonely (★,☆)

𝓈𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃

farleigh start -

drama queen (★/☆)

linger (☆/✰)

couples costume (☆/✰)

nighttime routine (☆/✰)

𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈

spencer reid -

spiced apple kisses (☆)

spencer reid x feminine girlfriend headcanons (☆/✰)

knee socks (☆/✰)

in november? (☆)

christmastime with husband!spencer headcanons (☆)

ladybird (☆)

real love baby

matthew gray gubler -

put your records on

𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾ℴ𝓁ℴ 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓃𝓎

matt sturniolo -

twistor (☆)

do they know it’s christmas (☆/✰)

matt sturniolo x outgoing reader headcanons (☆)

all matt (☆/✰)

perfect item (☆/✰)

just wanted you (ALL TIME FAV☆/✰✰✰)

just hold me (part two to just wanted you)

cheermeister (☆)

stress. (☆)

video game lover

pouty princess

night in

shop til matt drops

home for me

nathan doe -

skating and starbucks (☆/✰)

cynical one (☆/✰)

chris sturniolo -

just in case (☆)

makeup and friday photo dumps (☆/✰)

starbaby (☆/✰)

our beautiful boys (☆/✰)

chris trolling his gf headcanons

little italy

bff!nick sturniolo/platonic!sturniolos -

still can’t sleep on christmas eve (☆/✰)

𝒿𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒾ℴ𝓃

best. birthday. ever. (☆)

ethan landry -

snow bunny (☆/✰)

winter dreams (prequel to snow bunny, ☆/✰)

𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝒹𝓊𝓉𝓎

simon “ghost” riley -

am not

𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓉𝓊𝒷ℯ𝓇𝓈

jake webber -

valentine (☆)

shark!

picky.

april showers

johnnie guilbert -

‘cause i love you

johnnie and his autistic!gf moments

𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓋ℯ𝓁

bucky barnes -

thanks for listening

𝓂𝒾𝓈𝒸ℯ𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓃ℯℴ𝓊𝓈

jasper hale -

jealous (☆/★)

carmen berzatto -

rush hour

also see -

star’s tweet’s masterlist

what… -

what my favorite men would call their s/o

what my favorite men’s s/o’s would call them

#masterlist #star’s masterlist

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missacidburn928 · 4 months

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It's a year old but here's some holiday spice for you all while I wait in the urgent care with my autistic son.

I Really Do Believe In You....

Steve Rogers × Bucky Barnes x Thor Odinson × POC Singer!Reader "Honey"

Let’s see if you believe in me.

The Avengers Holiday party. You are both a guest and part of the musical entertainment. Will you end up on the naughty or nice list?

You spot them as they enter the main ballroom. Your three strapping men, color coordinated and cutting intimidating frames in their suit choices. Thank the goddess you had a good hold on the mic as you waited for your cue to join Sy in singing White Christmas, or you might have literally swooned in front of this mass of party goers.

You start your verse as you watch them make their way over to the bar where the team, plus one Sharon Carter, have gathered. Thankfully tonight’s event is Jane Foster free, so it should be a good night with you, Sy and the Chanti’s house band entertaining Tony’s rich friends and employees before enjoying some much needed time with your men.

You can't help but feel festive in your short red dress, studded red fishnets and nude pumps. You’ve kept your makeup simple with a nude lip and a smokey eye. Your hair down and in its natural state. Sy made a comment when picking you up that you looked like Santa’s little Siren. Seems appropriate if you do say so yourself.

Per usual you notice Sharon being a bit too chummy with your Captain. The woman just can’t help herself. You know all about the “kiss” when they were trying to save your beloved Bucky. But according to Steve the reason it never went further was because there was no spark when their lips touched. And he tried giving her a chance, chalking the lack of spark up to the stress of the situation, but she was way too into his status and power. So he ended things before it made it any further than a couple dates and a subpar makeout session.

What is it with these prude ass women that hang around these strong ass people? Sharon, like Jane, thinks your quad is ridiculous and you don't need that many men. Especially when you added Steve in.

“He should be upholding traditional values as he’s America's golden boy. Not flaunting such an alternative lifestyle. Hell if he was gay it would be easier than this bullshit. Why on Earth would you want to willingly share a woman with two other men. Not to mention one of those men is a God and the other a murderer.”

Let's not forget what she also stated in that little rant of hers, when she was unaware you could hear her perfectly clear from your spot in the common room. “I just don’t understand what he sees in her. Who stays in a band with someone they used to be fuck buddies with? It’s just tacky and sad. A man that powerful should be with someone who is only devoted to him and can boost his image, not damage it. ”

I’ll show her tacky. Lord knows I'm certainly not above being petty. I’ve been behaving for far too long. Time to put these Siren skills to use. What good are they to have if you can’t fuck with uppity bitches using them.

Continue

#poc reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers smut #steve rogers x you #bucky x reader x steve #thor smut #thor x reader #thor fanfiction #polyvengers #avengers x reader #avengers smut #avengers au

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dreamlandcreations · 9 months

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Thank you for the tag @kayhi808

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

I'm starting a new post bc I have too many WIPs (and these are just the ones in my drafts) 🙈

tag as many people as there are documents... but but but there are more than a hundred drafts 😭 anyway

tagging: @zablife @raincoffeeandfandoms @cinebration @marvelmusing @massivecolorspygiant @celestialspecial @stardustmorozov @startrekkingaroundasgard @oneeyedvisenya @happilyhertale @drabbles-mc @withmyteeth @runnning-outof-time @storiesbyrhi @nickfowlerrr

Little Miller - Benny Miller x Reader

Not tonight - Boba Fett x assassin!Reader (x Fennec Shand)

Speak freely - Boba Fett x half alien!Reader (platonic)

Games - Boba Fett x Mandalorian!Reader

Just a simple man - Jango Fett x half alien!Reader

Happily ever after - Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Hey, Kid - Poe Dameron x Skywalker!Reader

First - Poe Dameron x Skywalker!Reader

The King - Tattooed Biker!Boba Fett x Reader

A deal is a deal - Raymond Smith x half Asian!Reader

Day and Night - Brother Day x Reader

Second Chances - Boba Fett x force sensitive!Reader

One King - Bishop x vampire!Reader (Night Teeth!au)

Reality - Boba Fett x force sensitive!Reader

I know what day it is - Bishop x Reader

Slave to Sensation - changeling!Billy Russo x psy!Reader

Angel's crush - Bishop x tattoo artist!reader

What you need - Billy Russo x autistic!Reader

What you want - Billy Russo x autistic!Reader

What you have - Billy Russo x autistic!Reader

Tangled, twisted or maybe something right - Billy Russo x Stark!Reader

Best friend - Bucky Barnes x Wilson!Reader

Stranger - Billy Russo x Reader

Apprentice - Doctor Strange x sorceress!Reader

Misery loves company - Venom x Reader x Eddie

We broke up - Eddie x Reader x Venom

Once upon a time - King Arthur x royal!Reader

Wicked - shifter!Santi x witch!Reader

Desert Flower - shifter!Benny x (non)human!Reader

Reaper - Venom x Reader x Eddie

The proposal (Would you like to series) Tommy x Reader x Alfie

Kissing Alfie Solomons - Alfie x Reader

Lighten up - Darkling x Fjerdan!Reader

Faeted hearts - fae king!Alfie x half-fae!Reader

Castaway AU - Billy Russo x Reader

Grimm AU - blutbad!Alfie x grimm!Reader

Fearless - Alfie Solomons x Shelby!Reader

I'm here for you - Billy Russo x Reader

Scheming, games and secrets - Alfie x Reader + Tommy

Fortune Favours the Brave - Eddie Munson x cheerleader!Reader

What women want - Billy Russo x genderfluid/nonbinary(afab)!Reader

Slayer - dragon shifter!Alfie Solomons x warrior princess!Reader

See you at the office - Alfie Solomons x ex-assistant!Reader

Weave it into words - (clan leader) king!Alfie Solomons x Shelby princess!Reader (Brave AU)

Crave the love - prince!Billy Russo x princess!Reader

Jeweller - Alfie Solomons x Tatiana's cousin!Reader

What's underneath? - Alfie x Reader

You only need to ask - Raymond Smith x aristocrat!Reader

What about dessert? - chef!Alfie x manager!Reader (modern!au)

The bright side - FO!Poe Dameron x Jedi!Reader

More than seeking comfort - Eddie Brock x Reader

Bait - Derek Hale x hunter!Reader

Cosy on the throne - Tattooed Biker!Boba Fett x Reader

This is not your color - Eddie Munson x Reader

Distraction - Max x Reader (Mad Max: Fury Road)

Three is still a company - Billy Russo x Reader x Frank Castle

You missed a spot - Brother Day x Reader

Behind closed doors - Darkling x Sun Summoner!Reader

Don't mind me - Alfie Solomons x Reader (x Tommy Shelby)

Feeling adventurous? - Eddie Munson x Reader

I can wait - Alina x Reader (Darkling x Alina x Mal)

Why the f*ck not? - Alfie Solomons x Reader x May Carleton x Tommy Shelby

Solace - Boba Fett x Reader

First time - Billy Russo x Reader

I'm all yours - Billy Russo x Reader

Patience - Billy Russo x Reader

The Happiest Day of Our Lives - Darkling x Sun Summoner!Reader

Mirror, mirror - Aleksander Morozova x Reader (xAlina)

Perfect - Darkling x Reader

Necessary evil - Darkling x Inferni!Reader

King of the Seven Seas - Atlantean king!Alfie x Reader

Don't you f*cking dare - chef!Alfie Solomons x manager!Reader

Do you doubt me? - James Delaney x Strange!Reader

Remedy - James Delaney x Reader

Unexpected - Matt Murdock x Reader x Elektra

Sweet torment - Alfie Solomons x Reader

Mr CEO - Billy Russo x Reader

Complications - Darkling x reader

Preying on you tonight - werewolf!Billy Russo x Reader

Sweet victory - Jake Seresin x Reader

The fun kind - Jake Seresin x Reader

Catch me if you can - Jake Seresin x Reader

Black and White - Darkling x Fjerdan princess!Reader

Stay Forever - Jake Seresin x BFF!Reader

In my corner - Billy Russo x Reader

Heartbeat - Milo/Lucien Crown x Reader

Just friends - modern!Alfie Solomons x Reader

That's the rule - Jake Seresin x Reader

Fire and Blood - Daemon x daughter!Reader (platonic)

The Bronze Witch - Aemond Targaryen x Daemon's daughter!Reader

Unity - Darkling x Fjerdan!Reader x Nikolai Lantsov

Risk and reward - Jake Seresin x Reader

Late night visit - Aemond x Reader

Peace offering - Aemond x Reader

The first warning - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Stay with me - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Like calls to like - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Darkest hearts - Darkling x Nikolai's twin!Reader

Nothing - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Heartbreak - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader

The eternity of this day - Darkling x Sun Summoner!Reader

A dream come true - Eames x Reader

A debt to be paid - Aemond x Reader

Honourable Quest - Xenk Yendar x Reader

Honouring a Debt - Xenk Yendar x Reader

Sacrifice of Honour - Xenk Yendar x Reader

My Queen - Daemon Targaryen x Stark!Reader

Naru - Sesshōmaru x modern!Reader

Fire and Blood, Ashes and Dust - Daemon Targaryen x niece!Reader

Give him to me - Daemon Targaryen x niece!Reader

The Taming of the Dragon - Daemon Targaryen x Stark!Reader

The day you died - supervillain!Darkling x superhero!Reader

#wip tag game #i'm the worst #🙈

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k9authorwolf · 30 days

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Lucid Dreams- Bucky Barnes x Autistic!Enchanced!Reader (Part 02)

Part 01

Bucky sat on the stairs of his apartment building waiting for Sam. He had spent the whole night formulating an apology to his friend. It was more difficult than expected, especially since his brain kept going back to the memory of the dream he had.

Floating free through space, able to manipulate the heavens, being free from his nightmares and struggles. And that girl he saw. She was so beautiful. His heart fluttered like a lovesick schoolboy, he hadn’t felt like this in years. It felt nice. He wondered if he would see her again tonight?

“Thought you wanted to be left alone?” Sam spoke up, snapping Bucky from his thoughts.. He took a breath, Sam did try his patience but he was the only friend he had left. “Sam listen, I know what I said and, I’m sorry. I hadn’t had any sleep in weeks and I was frustrated. I know you wanted to help and in all honesty, you're more helpful than that fucking therapist.” Bucky expected Sam to say it wasn’t enough and walk off. But instead the new Cap patted his shoulder and smiled, “S’alright man, I know it can be tough. Had the same problems myself.” Bucky smiled, relieved he didn’t screw up. “Hey I’m supposed to meet Torres at a diner a couple blocks from here, wanna come?” Sam asked. Bucky nodded, “Yeah, sure.” The two walked and talked the whole way, when they passed a small coffee shop Bucky didn’t notice the pair of (y/e/c) staring at him through the window.

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“He looks so much happier now.” She said quietly. The music playing through her earbuds shut out the overwhelming noise of people and espresso makers.”(Y/n)! Get those coffee beans roasted!” Her boss yelled. Thank god for the earbuds. “Don’t worry sir, I already roasted them. I’m just refilling the jars.” Her boss looked at her in surprise, “Oh. Well, good.” He left, leaving her to revel in her work. (Y/n) did most of the hard work at the little coffee shop called, “Zen Brew.” She mostly cleaned, refilled, and roasted. Sometimes she’d have to man the counter when her space-brained coworker came up with some lame excuse not to come into work. She liked the repetitiveness of her job. Course the noise was the only problem, if it hadn’t been for her earbuds or the wax earplugs she kept in her pocket she probably wouldn’t have been able to get the job. But she’d never tell anyone that, no they wouldn’t understand. Most people didn’t understand her love for simplicity. It was their loss.

She saw Bucky everyday, he’d walk past the coffee shop everyday at 10:38 in the morning. Like clockwork. But he always looked so sad, like a lost puppy. She could always tell when someone suffered from nightmares, it was a part of her….gift. And Bucky was suffering more than she’d ever seen. She wanted to help him. (Y/n) purposely bumped into him the other day so that she could leave her essence on him and bring him into the dream realm. And his dream was magnificent, she had seen the dreams of many people before. But Bucky’s was boundless. It was what she loved about her gift, to see the true potential and inner most desires of those she helped. It was rare for (Y/n) to help someone more than once and yet she wanted to with Bucky. Tonight she’d see him again.

“Wait wait! Let me see if I got this. Some chick on the street touches you once and you have this wild crazy ass dream and she’s there IN the dream?” Sam asked. Bucky had told him everything about that night. With all that they’ve faced in the past this wasn’t the strangest or weirdest for that matter. However Bucky did want an outsiders opinion. “No offense Buck, that's pretty freaky.” Sam stated. Indeed it was, Bucky wondered if she was enhanced like Wanda. If only she was here. “I know but it was like she was in control, like a Goddess or something.” Maybe Thor would have an idea. “Think she might be a threat?” Sam asked but Bucky shook his head at the idea. “No, I don't think so. It was like she gave me that dream, like she wanted to help?” Bucky’s heartbeast increased as he remembered her sweet smile, the glow of emotion in her bright eyes, her soft angelic voice. Sam noticed his far off look and smirked, “Got a thing for her lover boy?” Torres snorted a laugh as did Sam. Bucky rolled his eyes at their immaturity. What he didn’t tell them was that he was hoping to see her again that night.

And he couldn’t wait.

That night, for the first time in a long time he was excited to sleep. He hoped to be swept back into that endless horizon, free floating amongst the stars and heavens. And to see her again. He laid down and waited for sleep to embrace him. But it couldn’t happen soon enough, he was too excited like a kid laying awake for Christmas morning.

Then, he suddenly felt something warm against his chest. Bucky looked down and saw that same handprint from before, glowing a heavenly deep blue. His eyes felt heavy, tired. Like something had flipped a switch in his brain. It was strange, he felt as if something or someone was holding him. Warm and safe, she was calling him. And he didn’t want to keep her waiting.

Opening his eyes he saw stars. He was weightless. He was back. Bucky looked around to find her again. He heard no music. With his thoughts he moved through the darkness keeping an eye out for her. He didn’t have to look for too long.

A cute sounding laugh reached his ears. He looked and saw her staring at him with a smile. He felt all giddy inside as he moved towards her.

“You!”

“Me.”

He slowed to stop in front of her. “I was hoping to see you again.” He said. She tilted her head, “Really?” Those eyes, god those eyes. The softness, the emotion behind them made him forget how to speak. “I-I wanted t-to thank you for the other night. For bringing me here.” But then she let out the most adorable giggle he ever heard. “Bucky, you made this all yourself. All I did was connect you to the dream realm.”

“Dream realm?” Sounded like something out of a fairytale or a wild fantasy movie.

“Yes, it is a realm not bound by time and space. A realm where the fabric of reality twists and bends. You are having what’s known as a lucid dream. You know you’re dreaming and you have full control.”

He was shocked. This was all his doing? He made this? “I created this?” He asked. She nodded, “That’s right. In the Dream Realm you can create anything, do anything. Go wherever or whenever you want. Give it a try, just think of a place you want to go and the Dream Realm will reform to be whatever you wish.” When she finished speaking Bucky only stared blankly at her. She thought she went too far, “Sorry I didn’t mean to ramble like that.” She wrung her hands together out of habit when she was nervous. She usually kept a lid on her rambling but when she was happy, she couldn’t help it.

Bucky however, only smiled. Seeing her eyes light up like that and that cute blush on her cheeks. His heart was one step away from flying off. “Sounds like you know this place like the back of your hand. Like a Goddess of Dreams.” Her blush deepend with a nervous smile. “I'm n-no goddess.” She stuttered. “Could’ve fooled me.” Bucky charmed. She gave him a sweet soft smile.

“I-I’m (Y/n)”

(Y/n). Such a beautiful name, Bucky thought. “James. But everyone calls me Bucky.” They stared at each other for a moment before he thought to try what she recommended, “So all I have to do is think where I want to be and it’ll happen?”

“Do you have anywhere special in mind?”

He did. A place he wanted to see again someday. He closed his eyes and thought deeply. A faint breeze blew across his face and he felt himself slowly lowered to the ground onto warm grass. When he opened his eyes, Bucky was greeted by the peaceful sight of a Wakandan sunset. A sight he hadn’t seen since his recovery from HYDRA’s brainwashing. The African landscape was as beautiful as he remembered it. And yet with (Y/n) next to him, it didn’t hold a candle to her.

“Absolutely beautiful.” She whispered as she looked over the horizon to the low sun.

They both stood and watched the landscape for who knows how long until she broke the silence. “Bucky, it’s time.” She could feel the morning approach. Bucky wanted more time with her so he jumped into the deep end. “Can I see you again tomorrow night?” He was afraid she’d say no. Instead she smiled, “You may.” She reached out and cupped his cheek. His eyes closed at the contact. She kissed his forehead and once again whispered,

“Time to wake up.”

He felt that warm and bright light envelope him again, sending him back to the real world.

The morning rays greeted him. He lay in that nest of blankets smiling with joy that he’d see her again.

Bucky Barnes was in love.

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graveyard-stray · 3 months

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Graveyard Stray’s X Reader masterlist

(Writers info here)

Below you will find all my fanfics! Click the link above for my writers/request info

Cillian Murphy

🪦~ Cillian

That’s a Wrap // Fluff + Autistic Reader

🪦~ Thomas Shelby

Since you returned // Angst & fluff

Me or her. // Angst to smut to fluff

Cuddling with Thomas Shelby // Fluff slight angst

Tommy NSFW Alphabet // Smut! But of fluff & angst…

🪦~ Johnathan Crane

Stress relief // fluff

🪦~ Jim (TDS)

Girl Nextdoor // Smut

Star Wars

🪦~ Anakin Skywalker

Please stay. // Angst & Fluff

🪦~ Obi-Wan Kenobi

Bedtime Story // Fluff

Criminal Minds

🪦~ Aaron Hotchner

Morning Workout // fluff? Silly

🪦~ Spencer Reid

Without you // angst & fluff

Bandom

🪦~ Gerard Way

Lazy Sunday Morning // fluff

Your Instagram except your dating Gerard way

Marvel

🪦~ Norman Osborne

Five more minutes? // fluff

🪦~ Bucky Barnes

Nightmares // Angst & Fluffy

The Walking Dead

🪦~Carl Grimes

SFW Alphabet // Fluff, angst if you squint

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Turtles and Clams - Bucky Barnes

@littlesister20001 asked Hi! Can you do a bucky x platonic female teen reader who is autistic/ADHD and super clingy but he's ok with it because it helps both? Maybe post hydra/Hi! Can I get a bucky x platonic autistic teen where she's clingy and has a meltdown when he leaves for a mission.

Hey everyone! I'm back (kind of), got a bit of inspiration to do this request, thank you for sending it in! I tried my best to describe Reader's feelings. Can be read as fem!Reader or any other as well, usually my writing is fem!Reader. Thank you for reading!

Just a reminder that my tags are not working/my masterlist is linked in bio!

Bucky Barnes x teen!Reader (Platonic/Friendly Relationship) Warnings: Crying Word Count: 1.7k

About an hour before Bucky left for his mission, he started to pack up the essentials. First, an extra spare change of clothes, a first aid kit, and of course a few other weapons he might need to use. Once he was done putting those in his backpack, he glanced around his room to see if he needed to bring anything else.

When he went to go pick up one of the spare phones, he usually brings on missions, he saw the picture frame with you and him together from a few years back, after your first successful mission with him. He smiled at it but then he realized he forgot to tell you that he was leaving soon for a mission. He quickly picked up the spare phone and the picture frame and put it in his bag before he walked out of the room to go tell you.

When he found you, you were in the movie room, watching a random show with some snacks and your favorite small pillow. “Hey pumpkin,” He whispered, tapping on your shoulder so he didn’t scare you.

You turned around after a second and gasped when you saw what he was wearing. It was all his mission gear! He was even wearing his gloves already, which told you he was about to leave.

“Hey, what? Why are you going?” You asked surprised and he sat down next to you with a big sigh, kicking his feet up to the coffee table.

“I’m sorry, kid. I forgot to tell you I was called to go out this morning, I’m leaving in about an hour.” He explained, shrugging his shoulders apologetically. You frowned back at him, but he smiled and shook his head, turning to you to speak again, “I’ll be back before Monday, I’ll try to be back faster than that though.”

You shook your head and grabbed onto your pillow, playing with your fingers. “I don’t like that, why do you have to leave?”

He sighed again, not sure how to tell you it was about HYDRA. There was a planned attack on the capital a few states over, and it showed all the signs of HYDRA. There were so many injured, but thankfully no casualties and he was assigned to go check if there would be any other attacks around the capital. You both were great at spotting HYDRA signs, but he had to go out alone.

“Some people were hurt; I’m going to check in on them. It was HYDRA again, but don’t worry, I’ve got it.” He spoke up after a few moments of silence. You shook your head at him and then put your hands over your face.

“Stupid HYDRA.” You mumbled, and Bucky agreed, “Yeah, they’ll be gone soon though.” He wanted to reassure you about it because he saw, and he knew how much HYDRA hurt you both in the past. You two grew close together through that shared experience and now are close friends. You reminded him of his past, before HYDRA.

Steve and you were similar, but not exactly alike. He liked having you as a friend and he’d almost call you his sister or even his kid at times, when he felt like he was giving you fatherly advice, but you were the one that gave him the good advice.

“Did you know that some turtles can live up to almost 500 years?” You spoke up, still watching the screen. Bucky glanced at you and chuckled quietly, shaking his head.

“No, I didn’t. That’s interesting, I wonder why.” He replied and you pushed your pillow to him, letting him hold it. You turned to face him and grinned, “And clams can live to usually about 400 years old, but there’s a world record for a clam called Ming, who lived to be 507.”

“That’s a long time, really? A clam can live that long?” He asked, surprised at the fact. He set the pillow down on his lap and you nodded to him. Before he knew it, you laid your head onto the pillow and then turned back to the screen, watching a random show he didn’t know.

“Y/n, you know I have to leave soon.” He said, gazing down at you. You didn’t realize he said anything, but kept fidgeting with your fingers, paying attention to the characters in the show.

You two stayed there for about twenty more minutes and then Bucky checked his phone. He received a few messages telling him to leave now, because it would take some time to get to the car from here. He set his phone down, frowning that he had to leave so soon. He knew you wouldn’t want him to, but he had to.

“Y/n, I’ve got to go now, I’m sorry.” He spoke up, tapping your shoulder. You groaned and shook your head, refusing to get up. He laughed slightly, “Okay then, I’m gonna have to push you!” He warned you playfully and you got up instantly, laughing with him.

“I don’t want you to go.” You responded, laying your head back onto his shoulder before he stood up. He nodded with you, but he still got up. He gave you back your pillow and then you threw it back at him, laughing as he caught it with surprise.

“Do you want me to keep it?” He asked, glancing down to it. It was your favorite, you usually left it in here or in your room, but you nodded to him.

“I want you to have it when you’re on your mission. I miss you and whenever you see the pillow, you’ve got to remember that turtles and clams can live up to 500 years. Promise?” You replied, standing up. You two started to walk out of the room and to his room to get his backpack.

“Okay, I will, but why?” He asked as you held onto his hand. He gave your hand a squeeze and smiled at you when he saw you were upset.

“Because I want us to be a turtle and a clam that have a 500-year friendship. You have to promise you to come back with the pillow too.” You whispered, squeezing his hand back. Bucky stopped walking, causing you to stop and glance at him.

He pulled you into a big hug, squeezing you tight. “I promise for both of those things. I’ll miss you too.” When you guys got out of the hug, he grabbed his bag and carried the pillow with him, under his arm.

As you two walked to the elevator, you started to sniffle a bit, feeling upset that he was leaving so soon. You didn’t want him to go, you just wanted him to be safe and at home, but you knew that he needed to go for the mission. You couldn’t stop when a few tears came out though, as he walked into the elevator.

“Wait, one more hug?” You asked and he nodded, quickly giving you a hug before the elevator closed.

“I’ll miss you, kid.” He replied as the elevator closed completely.

You stood at the elevator for a minute, starting to cry a bit more and then you went back into the movie room, wishing you had your pillow and Bucky back already. Your eyes swelled up with more tears and you kept trying to blink them away, but they just kept coming down.

As more tears fell, cries started to come out from your mouth and you held yourself together, wrapping your arms around your legs after you brought your knees up to your chest. “I just want Bucky back,” you cried aloud, hitting your head on your knees a few times.

It hurt more than it normally did because you didn’t prepare yourself for him to leave. Usually, he would tell you a day before or even a week before but now he was gone without much of a goodbye that always happens.

“Miss Y/n,” Friday, the AI system that Tony installed a few years prior, spoke up. Friday was modified over and over again after Tony had passed, adding quirks that Tony had to make people still feel like he was around somehow. You barely got to know Tony but Friday quickly became your second-best friend in the buildings.

The building you were in now was a private and separate resting place for most of the Avengers, sometimes mentioned as the “Chill zone”, named by Peter. The chill zone, or building A.9, was the place you called your second home, where you mainly stayed with Bucky.

You didn’t respond to Friday, but the AI continued, “Mr. Barnes – erm, Bucky, has made a request to call you. He will lose signal in about 50 minutes; you can choose to answer your phone if you’d like to.” Your head popped up at the words, glancing towards your phone after a few seconds.

“Thank you, Friday.” You responded after grabbing your phone. You instantly opened up the link to talk to Bucky over a video call.

Once it finally loaded, you felt your tears slow down, but they didn’t ease up. “Hey kid.” Bucky spoke up first, and you pointed to camera to the screen, not wanting him to see you crying.

“Hi.” You replied shortly, sniffling and shuffling on the sofa. You pulled a blanket up to you from the other side of the couch, using it as a makeshift pillow.

“I know you don’t like talking when you’re sad, so we can just sit here on the phone if you want.” He spoke up after a moment of silence and you nodded, not saying anything out loud. You placed your phone on your lap as you laid down on the couch, turning back to the screen and curled yourself up into a ball.

After a few minutes of quietness, Bucky started to hum a song you’ve never heard before, but it was relaxing. Your crying slowly stopped and after a while, you started to hum with Bucky as he repeated the song. You were sure it was a lullaby, because of how sleepy it made you feel, and Bucky would sometimes speak up to say a few things to you, bringing up some memories you two formed throughout the years of friendship.

It was a little bit after that when you fell asleep, and Bucky lost signal to the video call. You dreamed about the conversation you two had earlier and you wished you sneaked into his mission with him somehow, but you knew he would come back.

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #thank you for reading!

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