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[beckzorz]

Good Shot

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Words: 1981 Summary: While you’re wandering New York with a map—a paper one, yes—an Avenger whisks you off your feet in more ways than one. A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​'s Summer Meet Cute Week! This is for the wonderful @marvelousmeggi​! Hope you like, dear xoxo And I hope the rest of you enjoy it too :3

A step to the left.

Better.

Two steps back.

Not quite.

One step forward.

Almost…

A half-step right.

Perfect.

You settle your backpack between your legs, tuck your folded, marked-up map in your belt, point your camera, and shoot.

A couple extra shots, for good measure, then you quickly check the display screen. It looks right. But nothing like using source material to verify.

You drop to a crouch and tug a manilla folder out of your bag, rifle through the contents…

Ah. Yes, perfect.

The picture you’d taken is a perfect match to the photo your elderly cousin had taken almost sixty years ago. Same perspective, same angle, same time of day, and today’s even got similar weather to that sunny day way back when.

You settle your camera back into its case. Your next stop is blocks away, and you don’t fancy having your camera bouncing against your chest with every step. Instead, you tug out your map to follow cousin Ralph’s trail.

—

Okay, so maybe you should have stuck to gps.

It’s been forty minutes, it’s getting hot, and sweat is pricking at the back of your neck as you tilt your head, frowning. Isn’t New York City supposed to be easy to navigate? But the block you’re looking for has been evading you like it’s playing hide and seek.

You didn’t know a city block could play hide and seek. But how else do you explain the fact that you keep missing the one spot you’re looking for?

Someone rushes by. You shuffle closer to the edge of the sidewalk, one foot half off the curb. You study the marks on your map, made just last week when you’d visited cousin Ralph in the nursing home.

“Best trip I ever took,” he’d told you, cloudy eyes crinkled with a smile. The same line he’d used for years, and now you were recreating that trip for him, photo by photo.

Or, well, you’re trying to.

The bustle of the city is more than you’re used to. You’d thought the city near home was busy, but this… this is another animal entirely. Conversations from six directions, traffic blaring, the rumble of the subway—metro, whatever—underfoot, the harsh squeal of brakes, a blaring horn—

You peek out over the top of your map just in time to see a car coming straight at you. You scream, jump back, but it’s not enough. Someone grabs you around the waist and whirls you out of the way.

You barely land on your feet, stumbling away as the car jolts to a stop just past where you’d been standing. Whoever had caught you has let go, and you can just make them out, dashing through the growing crowd, away.

You steady yourself against a lamppost and stand on tiptoes, map somehow still in hand. Easy enough to catch sight of your savior—he’s tall, running, shoulder-length dark hair flying behind him as he flees. You wad up your map, catch your shaky breath, and take off after him. You have to thank the man, for heaven’s sake!

As you work your way through the throngs of people crowding the sidewalk, the tide of pedestrians seems to be working against you. You grit your teeth and slip past a few joggers.

But they’re jogging in suits. You blink, backpack bouncing on your shoulders, and gape up as a whole building melds into view.

Not just any building.

The building you’ve been trying to find for half an hour. 

“The hell…?” you breathe.

People stream past you, bumping into your shoulders, sending you back a few steps. The building fades into thin air. Your eyes pop wide open; two steps forward, and you can see it again.

A crash to your left has you ducking. You scramble to the side and press yourself against the building behind you.

Oh.

This is…

This is the right angle. You drop to a crouch, hands shaking, and yank your camera out of your backpack. Push yourself up, and—

Click.

The perfect shot.

You check the display screen. There in the picture, right in the middle of the sidewalk, is your savior, a metal arm midway through a punch towards… an alien?

“Oh,” you say.

You look up, past the camera. You can see it all now. The Avengers, the aliens, the fighting.

Well, damn if you’re going to let them have all the fun.

You’re prepared. Cousin Ralph had told you just how unsafe New York was, and you could remember two different alien attacks in New York in your lifetime alone. Yes, you’re prepared.

Out comes your expandable baton. You tuck your camera back in its case, back in your backpack. A flick of your wrist, and the baton is a weapon.

You stand, backpack secure on your shoulders, and dash across the street to where two more aliens have Bucky Barnes, your savior, fighting for his life. He looks ferocious, your savior, with teeth bared, his left arm and a knife glinting in the sun.

You don’t scream with your approach. The first the aliens know of your arrival, one of them is knocked unconscious by a baton swing to the side of its head.

The other pauses, turns, giving Bucky Barnes just enough time to slice its neck open. Pink blood gushes, splattering inches from your shoes as you jump back.

Bucky stares, panting, knife dripping hot pink and his eyes black with adrenaline.

You wave.

“Hello,” you say.

“What the fuck,” he answers.

You grin. The alien you’d knocked out shifts on the sidewalk, and before Bucky moves you heft your baton in two hands and swing it down like a hammer on its skull.

No more movement, but plenty more blood. You shake off your hand, grimacing as more pink blood lands on the sidewalk.

“Huh,” Bucky says.

You tilt your head, then you remember why you followed him in the first place.

“Oh! Thank you!”

Bucky blinks. His eyes are bluer now, quite nice, actually, and now that he’s not wielding his knife like a butcher he looks far more like a superhero. A baffled superhero, but a superhero nonetheless.

“I—I’m sorry?”

You laugh at his bewilderment. “You saved me from an oncoming car, remember?”

“Oh.” He scratches his head. “Didn’t realize that was you.”

He glances around, brow adorably pinched as he scans the street. No more aliens, not moving ones anyway. A few nondescript trucks pull up—SHIELD, if you had to guess—and a team in black uniforms starts sweeping the street.

Bucky steps closer. With a hand on your elbow, he steers you away from the gory mess. And away from the other Avengers, who are clustered close by and watching you curiously.

You point up at the building overhead, the one that had melded in and out of sight.

“What’s up with that building? I couldn’t find it earlier.”

“Aliens,” Bucky says. His lips are twitching as he looks you over, from your backpack to the map tucked in your belt to the tip of your nose. “Uh, you have…” He reaches out, swipes his thumb across your nose.

You lean back, heart racing at the unexpected touch, but he gives you a thumbs up. Oh. Pink blood must have gotten on your nose. You touch your cheek gingerly.

“Any more pink?” you ask.

“Naw,” Bucky says. He shakes his head. “What the heck are you doing here?”

“Well, I had to thank you,” you tell him. “Can’t just let you run off without a proper thanks. It’s not everyday someone saves my life.”

“Yeah, I can imagine,” he says, gesturing to your bloody baton. His blue eyes sparkle with amusement. “You seem plenty capable on your own, when you don’t have your head buried in a map.”

“Well I had to find this building!” You pull out your map and spread it open. “But… the aliens, I guess, kept sending me the wrong way.”

Bucky peers at your map. “What’re the markings?”

“Oh, my cousin came here and took photos in the fifties all over New York. I’m trying to take the same photos again.”

“Huh.” Bucky tilts his head, looks at you. His eyes are bright blue, and the sincere interest there makes you swallow. “Why?”

“Oh, well, I see photos of the same spot a hundred years apart or whatever on facebook, and I just wanted to do that for my cousin’s trip. He always says it was the best trip he ever took. Although…” You frown up at the building. “He didn’t mention anything about aliens.”

Bucky chuckles. “Can’t say I know if they were here back then.” He tucks his hair behind his ear, smearing pink goo across his cheek.

“Oh…”

You reach out automatically, cup your hand against his jaw, and wipe the blood away with your thumb. He stiffens, his eyes wide and lips parted. You go still, hand still on his jaw—sharp, scruffy, perfect—and press your lips together. You don’t dare lick your lips, even if you can’t help but trace the shape of his with your eyes.

“Did you get it?” Bucky murmurs.

You blink. “Huh?”

“The blood.” A little smile plays on his pretty lips, and you step back with a nervous laugh and brandish your pink thumb.

“Yup! Got it.”

Bucky catches your hand before you can wipe it on your shirt.

“Here,” he says, eyes as bright as the sunny sky. He draws your hand against his chest, presses your thumb down, all with his eyes fixed on yours. He drags your thumb down his chest, leaving a smear of pink blood like a war mark, then he angles your hand and does it again, making an x against his heart. He rubs his thumb against yours. His touch reverberates straight down to the toes curling in your shoes; his smile goes straight to your heart. “All clean.”

“You think so?” you breathe.

His smile deepens as he holds your hand up in front of his face, inspecting your thumb with great interest.

“Maybe I better get you into a restaurant,” he says. “Get you a napkin. Maybe even a drink. Then we can see.”

Your answering smile is as bright as the sun.

“Okay,” you tell him. “Let’s go see.”

—

“Hi Ralph!”

You adjust your cell phone against your ear as Bucky tugs you closer under your hotel sheets. His breath is warm on your ear as he listens in.

“Well hi there, kiddo,” Ralph says. “How’s New York?”

Bucky nuzzles behind your ear; you can feel his smile.

“Good,” you manage, barely containing a giggle. “I just had a quick question.”

“What is it?”

You adjust Bucky’s arms around your middle so the cooler metal one is right under your chest. “Were the aliens in New York in the fifties?”

“Oh sure,” Ralph says. “Why? Didn’t I say so?”

Your head falls forward. You groan. Bucky laughs out loud.

“Well gee,” Ralph says, “there are always aliens in New York.”

“Apparently so,” you say.

Bucky leans forward to grin at you. You flick the end of his nose, warmth blooming in your chest at the sweet crinkles at the corners of his eyes.

“Thanks, Ralph. I’ll see you soon!”

“Bye now,” he says.

Click.

Bucky slides a little down the bed, disappearing under the sheets as he clutches his sides and dissolves into fresh giggles.

“Aliens, supersoldiers… what else is hiding in this city?” you mutter.

Bucky jolts to his hands and knees over you, entirely hidden by the sheet.

“Monsters,” he intones. “And this one is gonna eat you up.”

You let out a tiny scream as he pounces, but you can’t help laughing as he peppers kisses along your jaw, your neck, your chest.

“Well, for two outta three, I won’t complain,” you say.

Bucky lifts his head, smiles that brilliant smile. “Good.”

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[jewels2876]

To Make You Feel My Love

A/N: This is the horribly fluffy #HBC Meet Cute requested by @spacemansam - this is my first Jefferson fic ever so I hope I did it justice

Pairing: Jefferson (OUAT) x Reader 

Word Count: 899

Warnings: swearing, implied smut, but all kinds of sweet fluff

Grace was the first one to spot you; she couldn’t say why or how she recognized you, only that she could sense a kindred spirit. Jefferson trusted his daughter and had followed the direction of her pointed finger. He spotted you in front of an old haberdashery and grinned at the irony.

You were dressed simply: a plain white t-shirt covered by a heavy black leather jacket, skin-tight blue jeans with knee high black leather boots with a slight heel. You had just stepped off the motorcycle and removed your helmet; you felt his stare but couldn’t find whomever was watching your every move. You mentally calculated how long you could stay in Boston before you moved on again. Who the hell triggered that damn curse again when I was so close to finding him, you wondered. You heard the steps fast approaching in your direction. You kept your gaze down as you sassed “Find what’cha lookin’ for?” You raised your head and stared at the floppy brown hair and grey-blue eyes that reminded you of the ocean after a storm. “Jefferson,” you whispered. Holy hell, how the fuck is he here? Your mind raced to supply an answer, ANY answer.

Jefferson smiled at your surprise. “Nice to be recognized, but I’m not sure I know you…”

“Y/n,” you answered, shaking your head a bit to clear your previous thoughts. 

“How do you know me?” he asked. He kept a hand on Grace, but stepped in front of her slightly, shielding her from a potential threat.

You flashed him a brilliant smile. “I have a friend who tells fortunes in my old hometown. He told me my soulmate was in Storybrooke, but couldn’t say who. You were the last person on my list before the curse came back.” You stopped your story hoping he understood the current of excitement running through you. “I had always kind of hoped…”

Jefferson took your extended hand gently, then raised it to his lips. Grace giggled at the old-fashioned gesture while you blushed prettily. He noted your long lashes and the pink on your cheeks as you closed your eyes. “Yes, I’ve DEFINITELY found what I’ve been lookin’ for.”

Six Months Later

A light rain was falling as you stirred from a deep sleep; you snuggled up to the body next to you and sighed. You ran a finger lightly, tracing the scar along his neck. His smile grew slowly, as his arm snaked beneath you and pulled you flush to his side. “Morning princess,” his voice rough with sleep. You hummed in response as you tilted your head up and kissed his cheek. Your kiss moved along his jaw, pausing briefly to envelope his plump lips before moving down the column of his neck. Your tongue gently traced the scar and he groaned. You stopped to look into his stormy eyes.

“It doesn’t…?” his voice clearer, but low, sweeping his gaze over your face looking for any sign of fear or disgust. Instead he saw the love shining in your eyes, your cheeks pinking under his gaze, and the slight part of your lips turned up in a small smile.

“It doesn’t,” you answered quietly but firmly. “Your past is what makes you you, the man that I love.” You silenced all doubt lingering in his mind with a kiss. He relished the feeling of you in his arms; you opened up to him, deepening the kiss, both of you pouring in all the love you felt. A soft knock interrupted both of you before Grace came in. You ducked your head as the young girl’s face flamed red.

“Sorry! I was just wondering what you want for breakfast?” Grace asked.

You lifted your head, pulling the sheet up to your neck. “How about waffles? If you give us just a minute, we’ll be out.” You nudged Jefferson’s leg with your foot. He groaned realizing they would not be spending the morning in bed as he wanted. “Go pull out strawberries and some chocolate ok?” Grace grinned and raced towards the kitchen.

You chuckled and laid back on the bed in defeat. Jefferson turned to you to kiss you once more. You could feel his erection pressing into you, a reminder of your earlier activities. “I’ll make you a deal,” you whispered against his mouth.

“Okay, what’cha thinking?” He pulled you back into a dizzing kiss. You both heard a few thuds and laughed quietly, imagining what Grace was unearthing in the kitchen.

“We get up, make waffles, have a family breakfast… then let Grace go visit a friend while we get back to this…” Your hand, idly stroking his chest, moved down his torso and brushed over his still-obvious erection.

Jefferson’s eyes twinkled as he gazed down at you. “You’ll have to stop doing that if I”m to leave this bed anytime soon.”

You giggled as you removed your hand to throw the covers off of you. “Fine, but here’s a preview for later.” You lifted the hem of your nightgown and flashed him, then skipped into the bathroom.

Jefferson’s laugh bounced off the walls of the bedroom as he sat up, shaking his head. “What am I gonna do with you, princess?”

You stuck your head out of the bathroom door, nightgown in hand and gave him an exaggerated wink as you dropped the garment. “Whatever you want.”

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[littledarlinwrites]

Starry Night

Pairing: Chris Beck x Reader

Word Count: 925

Rating: 18+

Author's Note: this is @eurynome827 for the HBC Summer Meet Cute Week! I hope I did it justice because this thing had a mind of it's own, lol! I also planned to watch The Martian before writing this, but, alas, it was not in the stars (Haha, get it? Okay, I'm done.) Leave me love because I'm needy lately?

Warnings: fluff, smut, or in eury terms fluffersmut!

It was one of your last semesters of college. You had decided, regrettably, to attend a summer course of a research class you needed for your degree, which meant every spare hour that you didn't spend sleeping, in class, or at work was spent in the library with your nose in a book. The bright side? The library wasn't completely unoccupied. There was a certain brown haired, blue eyed pre med student that also had their nose buried in an overwhelmingly large stack of books.

Fleeting glances and shy smiles led to the two of you slowly sitting closer and closer together until you both sat at the same table. Then sharing study snacks, highlighters and pens, and bringing coffee on particularly long days. Eventually you both started checking out books long term and hauling them to either his or your place depending on who got out of work last.

One day, late into the semester, you two were sitting on your couch studying. Papers and notebooks strewn about, books overlapping, and the TV on in the background. Your bare legs brushed against his denim covered ones, your oversized sweatshirt practically covering your hands like it did your shorts. Your hair cascaded around your face, obscuring your peripheral vision and the way Chris would glance at you when you were particularly concentrated on your screen. Your concentration broke with a yawn you couldn't suppress.

"Take a break?" Chris asked you as you stretched.

"Yeah, but I'm gonna grab a cup of coffee first though, meet you on the patio?" You asked him as you made your way into the kitchen. You both had settled into a comfortable routine in the last few weeks and had become close. Often you would take a break over half way into studying and take a step outside feeling the cool wood beneath your feet as Chris would point out different stars and constellations before going into a story about them.

You walked outside with the hot mug of coffee between your hands as the cool summer night air wrapped itself around your legs. You walked up to Chris standing beside him in companionable solitude.

"D'you know why I nicknamed you Venus?" Chris said, breaking the silence. You peared up at him through your eye lashes as he moved to stand in front of you. You shook your head no as he tentatively set his hands on your waist lightly and you moved your hands to his chest.

"You started calling me Mars after you found out it was my favorite planet, and Venus gets its name from the Roman's meaning beauty, and from the day I saw you with your nose buried in a book I thought you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen." He said quietly as he stared into your eyes before they would glance down at your lips and back up again. You tugged on his t-shirt in a silent request for his lips on yours, one he responded to quickly.

It wasn't long before he tapped your legs for you to jump and he caught you easily. Goosebumps broke out across your legs, but it had nothing to do with the cool summer air. Chris walked with your legs wrapped around his waist and without breaking the kiss back into your place. He made his way to your bedroom before leaning over your bed to settle you against it. His warm hands caressed your legs and began trailing a path upwards along your sides, under your shirt stopping his hands just under your beasts.

You whined against his lips before taking your own hands and guiding his up further where you wanted them as your tongue battled his for dominance. His fingers pinched and twisted your nipples causing your back to arch and your hips to grind against his. You could feel that he was hard and heard the most delicious groan.

"Y/N." He said warningly. You ran your fingers through his short locks and looked him straight in the eyes.

"I want this with you, Chris." You said earnestly, and that was all he needed to hear before he began shedding his clothes and yours in a haste. His lips began mapping out your skin along with his hands and it wasn't long before you were a moaning mess beneath him. He finally lined himself up with your entrance and sheathed himself inside at a delicious pace. You felt him stretch you as he sheathed himself, your walls contracting around him. He began thrusting inside of you after a moment his arms caging around your head, his lips swallowing every moan. Your nails left red marks down his back and your back arched off the bed. It wasn't long before you felt the coil tightening in your lower belly.

"Chris!" You moan, "so close, please. Right there!" You whine as he hits that spot inside you that has you seeing stars. He hits that same spot three times before you unravel around him and send him into his own orgasm. You two are a painting mess as he stills, his softening cock still inside of you. He kisses you so softly you feel warmth bloom in your chest. He rolls over, pulling you against him so your head is resting on his chest as his fingers dance across your arm and back. In true form, he begins to tell you a story about a constellation. This one about Venus and Mars, and you find it to be your favorite too.

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It’s one of those days in New York, the kind that are slow, sunny and sweltering, when a day’s effort is boiled down to finding a bit of shade to cool down in. Madison Square Park has quickly become your favourite; central, close to the Italian food marketplace. Mostly you come to watch the dogs in the dog run. 

You have barely sat down for five minutes before you see something from the corner of your eye, followed by a loud “Lucky, no!”. Next thing, a huge golden lab is in your lap, trying to get at the water melon you had bought. The harried man that comes running after looks so mortified it’s almost a little cute.

“Shit, I’m so sorry, I- He’s my friend’s dog, I’m just- Sorry. I’m Bucky. Are you okay? Clint’s been giving him watermelon lately, so now Lucky goes a little bonkers when he sees it.”

As far as first meetings go, it’s not a bad one, though as summer stretches on and the two of you start seeing each other more, you take to playfully jibing him that Lucky got to first base before he did.

Bucky takes fifteen minutes to apologize some more, asking if you’re okay, if he can do anything, then promptly telling you he’ll make up for the watermelon that’s now splayed out on the gravel path and walking off with a promise that he’ll be back in fifteen.

Fifteen become twenty becomes thirty, and you’re about to leave, thinking the guy left you high and dry when he turns up again, Lucky wagging his tail.

“What… is that?”

“It’s an ice cream cone.”

“It looks like a flower.”

“A sweet flower for the sweet girl who almost got robbed by my friend’s dog.”

“Sweet, huh?”

His smile is brighter than the sun, sweeter than the ice cream. It’s a smile you want to see again.

“There’s a concert down in the Village tomorrow. Wanna go with me, call things even?”

The concert ends up kinda sucking, but it’s worth it for the warmth of your sides pressed up together, the long hunt for a decent slice of pizza, and the lemonade-tinged kiss you share while the sun sets over the city.

Moodboard (and very long blurb) for @eurynome827 as part of @the-ss-horniest-book-club Summer Meet Cute Week

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[yuyungi]

By Chance

Destroyer!Chris x Reader

Summary: you're in a park and your dog runs off to greet a total stranger.

A/N: this is written for @becs-bunker, for the hbc summer cute meet week. I absolutely love your request, I hope I did okay love!!

warnings: none

word count: 507

@the-ss-horniest-book-club

Today was the best day to take your dog out for a walk at the local park; as the sun was shining, there wasn't a single cloud in the sky and there was a really nice cool breeze. It was the perfect weather. So you definitely weren't going to pass up this opportunity.

Before leaving, you grabbed your phone and sunglasses and you double checked to see if Charlie's lead was on ok. After doing so, you both headed out the door and walked to the park.

Once you got there you looked at your surroundings to see how many people were there, you spotted a few kids and parents in the play area on the far side of the park. There was a guy sitting at the tables to left of the the entrance, he was wearing a sleeveless denim jacket which showed off his toned muscular arms. You weren't going to lie but from what you could tell he looked good.

Before you were caught staring you took Charlie to the opposite side which was a large grass area, perfect for walking around with her.

After walking for a bit you decide to let Charlie off her lead, considering there was no one near by you thought it would be ok. Charlie started wondering, sniffing some of the plants and parts of the grass before she stood up straight and bolted through the bushes.

"Oh fuck!! Charlie come back!!" You shouted after her. She continued running, it seemed like she was heading towards the seated area. Huffing, you take off after her.

You stop a few metres from the benches and laugh at the sight in front of you. Charlie was up on the table, her tale wagging like crazy as she was licking this guy's face. He was giggling and stroking Charlie.

"Where'd you come from ay?" He says while laughing.

"Charlie c'mon get down. I'm so sorry, she's just really friendly" you say as walk towards them. She finally listens to you and comes over to you.

As the stranger turns to you, you're met with the most beautiful blue eyes. Scratch that, everything about this man was beautiful. His jawline and cheekbones were strong and prominent. His lips were sporting this smirk, which was completely breathtaking. His whole look made your knees go completely weak. His laugh made you snap out of you staring at him.

"No, it's okay. I love dogs and she's a real sweetheart. I'm Chris" he extends his hand out to you.

"I'm Y/N, its nice to meet you, and you've already met the troublemaker" you say with a laugh as you shake his hand, looking down at Charlie.

Chris laughs with you, "it's nice to meet you too, Y/N". You blush at how your name sounds coming from him. Chris notices and smirks.

"Do you mind if I join you?" you motioned towards the bench, still with a slight blush warming your cheeks.

"No, not at all. I'd love it if you did, Y/N".

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@randomfandompenguin @mrsmookie @spacemansam @jasonscotttrash @babybluestan @calum-hoodwinked-me @lcandothisallday @if-n0t-l8ter-when

#hbc summer meet cute week #destroyer!chris x reader #destroyer!chris #fanfiction #fanfic #fortheloveofjbbarnes fanfic

[ikaris-whore]

The Sea Cures All

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Prompt: Post-endgame, civilian!Bucky accidentally gets dragged into a dangerous situation and does his best to remain anonymous, leaving Reader to take the lead.

This is for my HBC Summer Meet Cute Partner @beckzorz! I hope you like it. 😬 Surfing Bucky has been something I have wanted to see for a while, so here we goooo.

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Bucky slipped his rash guard over his head and his gloves on his hands before walking out the back of the house he was staying at along the beach of the North Shore. The sun was just rising as he padded across the back deck, and down the stairs while eating a particularly fresh pineapple. His toes hit the cool soft grains of sand, he looked out at the mighty blue sea as he heard the waves lapping up against the shore. Taking a deep breath, he could smell the salt in the air. He had learned in his days since he landed on the island that what everyone told him about the sea was true; it not only healed cuts with salt (not that he needed help with that) but triggered a state of calm and contentment in him. It made him focus only on the present, like his past was washed away as he stood there immersed in the moment. He really needed this after fighting Thanos twice and being snapped for what was apparently five years.

After finishing his morning snack he gathered his hair into a bun as to not get in his way, took his longboard from its place on the side of the deck and started to prep it. Laying it in the sand, digging a hole for his fin to rest safely in, he pulled his pink surf wax out of its container and was assaulted with the sweet tropical smell. He started to work the wax lengthwise, then crosswise creating a crosshatch pattern of wax forming the small bumps he needed in order to keep his traction on the board.

He was doing a once over of his work when the adorable lifeguard showed up for her shift giving him a wave and a smile as she walked past. She had caught his eye the other day, he thought it was endearing the way she distracted the kid, stung by a jelly fish, with her own story about a sea turtle coming up on shore. She called him Crush and they did a handshake when she was all done taking care of him “Fin. Noggin. Duuuude.”

Pleased with his work, he placed his wax back in its container, brushed off his hands, made sure his metal arm was still hidden from view and picked up his board under his arm and walked in to the ocean, hopped on board and paddled out as the smaller waves came at him pushing up on the board to allow the white foam of water to pass between him and his board. He finally reached where he wanted to and assessed the waves as they came in sets and lulls, a steady rhythm as he rocked up and down sitting on his board.

He finally spotted a good wave coming his way, he leaned back on his board and used his legs to turn himself to face the shore. He swiftly laid himself even with the board and used his arms to propel himself forward. Feeling the board being pushed up from behind him by the wave he paddled a few more times a popped himself up into position. He caught the wave no problem and rode it straight into shore. He repeated this process for several hours. As the day went on the waves got bigger and Bucky got braver. He was overly confident, which caused him to miscalculate and he was thrown off his board as the wave he was riding closed in on him.

He was at the mercy of the ocean. He could feel himself being tossed around as the wave curled in on him. He felt a sting on his head as the mighty ocean continued to thrust him into something hard and sharp. Was it coral? A rock? His board? No. not his board, he thought he could still feel the slight tug of it on the leash attached to his ankle. He didn’t have time to think, he just needed to get to the surface. He started reaching around for air, anywhere, he just needed to find daylight and bring himself to the top.

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You were admiring the new surfer from a far as he continued his runs. But then he went under and was taking a while to come up, you could see his board bobbing up and down in the water but he was nowhere in sight.

You jumped up from your stand and grabbed your orange rescue can, blowing your whistle in three short blasts over and over to warn the other lifeguards as you ran towards the water. You jumped in, never taking your eyes off his position, his board still bobbing with the waves. You made it to his board, grabbed the leash and tugged on it. He was still attached, that’s good. You used the leash as a guide to find him, his head popped up, gasping for air just as you were about to dive down to grab him. Following your training you identified yourself “Hello sir, my name is (y/n) I am here to assist you. Do you need help?”

His head whipped around at the sound of your voice, you saw him wince and could see the red liquid making its way between his furrowed brows from his scalp. “Ummm. Uhh.” he stammered. “Do you need my help?” you repeated. Bucky knew he would heal fast, but a civilian would need assistance, he was still trying to blend in, stay anonymous. You stayed close to him as he grabbed a hold of his surfboard to catch his breath. Still no answer.

“I would really like to check you out at the stand if you would let me. Looks like you got quite a cut there on your head, and who knows where else.” You stated as your cheeks turned slightly pink at the mention of you checking him out. Who are you? Pull it together.

His demeanor seemed to change at that, “Uh… sure.” was that a smirk trying to crawl across his face? “I suppose it won’t hurt to get the ole wounds checked.”

“Think you can make it to shore? Hop on your board and I’ll pull you in.”

He did as you said, even though he felt perfectly fine, and helped you by paddling as you pulled him behind you. You both walked up the beach and you invited him to sit at the stand so you could give his injuries a look. First you started on his head after asking him to take his hair down. Your suspicion was right, he hit some coral in his tumble and from the looks of it he shouldn’t have been conscious. It was in there good. You started to remove the pieces of coral you could find and distracted him with questions while you did.  

“Sooo what’s your name?” he replied curtly “James.” Okay, he is going to be a tough cookie to crack.

“You’re not from around here?” he nodded in answer, “So where are you visiting from?”

“New York.”

“You’re a pretty good surfer aside from your little tumble you had. How long you been doing it?” you washed his head wound out, brushing your fingers through his hair. He had a delightful look on his face as you did.

“About a week. Had a lesson or two with a local surf instructor, I pick things up fast.” You stood there mouth agape, nobody you ever met has been that good that fast. “What? Like its hard?” he snarked obviously in reply to the shock on your face as you knelt next to him to remove the coral you saw in his thigh as you both came out of the water.

“What other skills have you acquired this week?” He winced slightly as you dug a little too hard at his leg. “Sorry, this one is deep in there.”

“It’s okay. Doesn’t hurt too bad. Let’s see here I’ve done some scuba diving, paddle boarding, and lots of hiking.”

“Hiking!” Your ears perked up at that as you washed out his wound on his leg. “Where have you gone? Stairway to Heaven yet?” It was a favorite of yours, although illegal.

“It’s on my list. I was actually thinking of going tomorrow.” 

“Make sure you go up the legal way and walk down the stairs, less likely to get in trouble that way.”

“I’m not too worried about that.” He said with confidence, a fine would be worth it to see that view. “But I would love a guide.” His voice cracked nervously on the last words.

Was this his way of asking you out? “Just so happens I am off tomorrow; I can show you the way myself.” You applied some ointment to his wounds and gave him a once over, gave him a curt nod and a pat on the shoulder. “All done, soldier”

“Meet me at my house tomorrow morning? You can lead the way.” He pointed to where he was applying his wax earlier.

“Sounds like a plan, Bucky.” You winked. You had seen the glimmer of his arm when his sleeve crept up his arm as you were rescuing him but finally put it together.

#hbc summer meet cute week #Bucky Barnes #ladies of the hbc #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #Sebastian Stan #marvelousmeggi writes #my writing

[sinfullystanning]

The Intern

Bucky Barnes x Darcy Lewis (Wintershock)

Written for @cchellacat for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club ‘s Summer Meet Cute Week

Bucky looked at the clock for the third time. Then he checked his phone to make sure that the clock was right. Not for the first time he wondered if he’d gotten the room number right. Thor had said to meet him here almost forty minutes ago and Bucky was on edge. It wasn’t like Thor to be late, but the god of thunder wasn’t exactly known for his punctuality either. Five minutes went by as Bucky counted the second under his breath and finally he heard a click and looked up to see the doorknob turning. He stood up, ready to throw Thor a deluge of irritated questions on his previous whereabouts when the person at the door entered and was most definitely not Thor.

The woman in question turned around, starting with surprise at the sight of him before asking, “You must be James?” It was Bucky’s turn to be surprised, no one had called him that in a long time.

“Um, yes that’s me.” He hesitated before adding, “And you are?”

“Darcy. Darcy Lewis, but that should have been in the email?” She frowned in confusion and Bucky found his eyes drawn to the adorable pout of her lips. He was so engrossed that he almost forgot to be confused by the mention of the email that he definitely didn’t get. Before he could ask, Darcy pushed ahead, simultaneously confusing him as she attempted to explain the situation. “You applied to be my intern, remember? Well, whether you do or not, I’d like to get right to work. Today will mostly be me familiarizing you with your duties.” Darcy had picked up a clipboard somewhere through her fast-paced monologue and while staring at it, she missed the growing look of shock on Bucky’s face as the reality of his situation sunk in.

He was the wrong James. That was Bucky’s first thought. Darcy had him confused with someone else, some other James. He should have known. It should have been obvious the second she called him by his real name. No one, not even Steve called him James. He had been so stupidly distracted by her unexpected entrance and even more unexpected beauty.

“All right and that’s it.” Darcy’s hands clapping together dragged Bucky out of his mental spiral into worry. He was attempting to collect his thoughts enough to stop Darcy and tell her about the mixup when she started walking down a hallway across from the sitting space that he’d spent almost the last hour in. She clearly expected him to follow her and he had to jog to catch up, head spinning. She kept him on his toes. In any other situation Bucky would have been impressed, dare say attracted to her quick-moving mind but today it was driving him into a state of frustrated panic.

“Darcy, wait please, there’s been a mistake-” Bucky tried to explain but Darcy cut him off, stopping so abruptly that he almost crashed into her back.

“You’re right, my office moved, we just passed it.” Darcy led him a few paces back down the hall and into a room off of the hallway with a quirky name plate that had her name in a corny, definitely not the mark of a professional but he liked it. Darcy opened the door, waving at the space awkwardly before heading back down the hallway.

As they continued the tour of the work space, Bucky tried and failed several more times to explain his predicament to Darcy but eventually gave up, frazzled and frustrated. “Alright, this is the last room.” Darcy announced as they entered a large work area full of various expensive-looking machines and tables upon tables piled with papers and books. “This is it.” She sighed, spreading out her arms, shrugging casually. “Command central. All the magic happens in here. Well, usually. Today Jane has a date somewhere and Erik is somewhere, not here, and I’m here giving you the tour. Just as she finished her sentence an unfamiliar voice called out from somewhere down the hallway outside.

“Darcy, is that you? Jane called. She said you hired an intern? She also said you don’t need an intern. Darcy?”

“SHIT. Erik wasn’t supposed to be back until later today!” Darcy looked around the room quickly before grabbing Bucky’s hand and dragging him into the nearest doorway, and yanking the door shut behind him.

Bucky slammed into Darcy. The room behind said door wasn’t a room at all, it was a closet. Not only was it a closet, but it wasn’t even one designed to accommodate one person, let alone two. “Wrong closet.” Darcy whispered and Bucky had half a mind to break down the door. He could barely take a breathe without feeling Darcy’s body shift with his. Just then he heard noises from outside the closet.

“Darcy! Darcy I heard you in here, you can’t hide forever! Jane will find out!” After a few more sentences of a similar variety, Bucky heard his footsteps retreating before the door shut behind Erik.

“Alright, open the door.” Darcy broke the tense silence. Bucky reached around in the dark, fumbling for a handle. Finally he found it and twisted only to feel it catch.

“DARCY.” He hissed. “Do not tell me that this door is locked.”

“Oh shit.” Darcy whispered and Bucky whipped his head around the best he could in the cramped space, glaring in her general direction.

“Do NOT tell me that this door is locked.” He repeated.

“The door isn’t locked…?” She tried and he could see the pained grin she was probably wearing.

“Call Erik.” Bucky forced himself to remain calm as a small part of his brain that he usually tucked away began to buzz with the beginnings of panic.

“What?”

“Get your phone out, call Erik.”

“What? No!”

“What, yes.” He snapped back.

“Fine, but I can’t reach my pocket, genius.” Seconds later Darcy yelped as Bucky reached out for her leg with the part of his arm that wasn’t pinned against her.

“Which pocket?”

“My-my back one, on the right.”

“Sorry about this.” Bucky muttered, embarrassed as he awkwardly fumbled around Darcy’s rear, trying his best not to grope her. Finally after what felt like too long, his fingers brushed the object of his quest. Gripping the metal with his left hand, he pulled carefully. One second he was gripping the phone, the next it was slipping through his fingers and hit the floor with an almost deafening thud.

“Please tell me that wasn’t what I think it was.” Darcy sounded as exasperated as Bucky felt.

“It’s not what you think it was.” Bucky tried Darcy’s tactic back at her.

“Oh come on! What kind of intern are you?!” She snapped, exasperatedly.

Bucky was done. Done pretending, done putting up with Darcy belittling him, done being James. “I. AM. NOT. AN. INTERN.” Bucky practically growled out as he drove his right hand straight into the door between each word until the door literally flew off its hinges.

Bucky all but flew out of the closet after it, desperate to be out of the tight space. Darcy however was slow and cautious as she exited the space and stared, stunned at him. It was then that the main door opened and two people walked in, one familiar and one unfamiliar.

“Thor, for heaven's sake, you said you’d meet me here two hours ago!” Bucky snapped, exasperatedly.

Thor scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. “Sorry, I got the time wrong, Bucky, won’t happen again.”

“Bucky? BUCKY? As in Bucky Barnes? As in the WINTER SOLDIER?!” Bucky turned to see Darcy gaping at him. “You said your name was James!”

“It IS James! JAMES Buchanan Barnes!” Bucky yelled back.

“But, but you said, you said, why didn’t you SAY anything?!”

“I TRIED. You kept interrupting me!”

Darcy face-palmed. After a few seconds, something came over her and she looked back at him, her expression now different. “So, you’re not my intern?”

“No, no, NO, of course not!” He said, clearly embarrassed by his earlier outbursts, running a nervous hand through his hair.

“Oh thank god, because I was having some seriously questionable thoughts for being your employer.” She said before crossing the room and gripping him by the collar of his shirt and dragging him against her, smashing her mouth against his.

Bucky was shocked but it melted into desire as he kissed her back. Darcy was one step ahead of him, same as she had been all day long. This time, however, he could appreciate it.

#hbc summer meet cute week #ladies of the hbc #wintershock #bucky barnes x darcy lewis #bucky x darcy

[eurynome827]

HBC Summer Meet Cute Week

For @abovethesmokestacks - hope you like it!

"To the bride and groom!"

"To the bride and groom!" The guests repeated the end of the best man's toast and the sound filled the banquet room. You lifted your glass of champagne and drained it in one gulp. Giving the empty seat next to you another withering glance, you left the table and headed to the bar in search of something stronger. You weren't supposed to be here alone. After your wedding date standby best friend had suddenly fallen in love and took off on a last minute weekend getaway you had gone through your list of friends hoping to find someone to fill your open spot of "and guest" but everyone was busy. A Saturday night in the summer was prime real estate for people in love - which seemed to be everyone but you.

You stopped at the nearest bar and stood next to the only other guest waiting. He was tall with long dark hair and filled out his suit very nicely, something you couldn't help noticing. You sidled up next to him and looked around for the bartender. After a few minutes you turned to the stranger and asked, "should we look for another bar?"

He turned to you and the blue of his eyes startled you. "He said he'd be right back. He was helping one of the servers with a large drink tray," he winked at you and you giggled in response. "Think he may have a crush on her."

"Well then who are we to stand in the way of true love?" You asked. 

He grinned, and held his hand out to shake yours. "I'm Bucky."

You shook his hand and gave your name, and you lost track of time as the conversation between you two never reached a lull. He was here alone too, having been invited as a last minute guest. After a while you let a surge of courage take the lead and reached over the bar for a bottle of champagne in the ice.

"Would you like to join me outside?" You asked with a cheeky grin, taking a sip out of the bottle. Bucky chuckled and followed you and you tried to conceal a shiver when he gently guided you out to the patio with his hand on your lower back.

He took a sip from the bottle, you took another sip. You talked and laughed together, and when dinner was announced Bucky took the empty seat next to you at your table. Instead of going to the crowded dance floor you both escaped back out to the patio and swayed together to a slow song, your hand cupped in his and your head resting on his chest. 

You may have arrived alone, but you weren't leaving alone.

#hbc summer meet cute week

[avocadosatlaw]

Summer Meet-Cute: Peach Picking

Peach picking and flirting with one of the farm hands feat. plenty of peach-related double entendres 😏

@the-ss-horniest-book-club @fortheloveofjbbarnes @cchellacat @mrsmookie @gamorarogers @spacemansam @vulgarvalyrian @haloandfire @anyoneforteaus @frickss75 @randomfandompenguin @beckygirl95

#HBC Summer Meet Cute Week #ladies of the hbc #sebastian stan lust squad #sebastian stan #hal carter #picnic

[the-ss-horniest-book-club]

HBC Schedule Week of 6-24-19

Ready for some summer lovin’, HBC?

We have another special week coming up - and we need your help to make it extra special!

Beginning Monday 6-24-19 it’s HBC Summer Meet Cute Week!

A brainstorm from @cchellacat gives us this fun and flirty summer activity. Make a friend’s dream come true by fulfilling their Summer Meet Cute wishlist. 

We want all of you to get involved! Please use this form (thank you @buckmesideways22) to submit your Meet Cute wish. You will be paired with another member of the HBC who will make your dream come true - with a drabble, a headcanon, a moodboard, any creative way they wish - and you will be paired with someone to do the same!

You have until this Sunday 6-23-19 evening 7 PM EST to submit your wishes through the form. We will post on Monday with everyone’s pairings. You’ll have until Sunday 6-30-19 to fulfill your friend’s wishes. Make sure all posts @the-ss-horniest-book-club and use #HBC Summer Meet Cute Week.

For the week, feel free to make your own Summer Meet Cute (or not....) drabbles, posts, etc - go crazy! We will also have another SURPRISE day with a new writing challenge from @cchellacat - we hope you are all enjoying her Six Steamy Sentences challenge. Should we make that a regular feature here?

Happy Solstice - get ready for summer lovin’ to commence!

Love, The HBC

@book-dragon-13 @buckmesideways22 @cchellacat @eurynome827

#hbc summer meet cute week

[jobean12-blog]

Vacations with Bucky

Happy Friday love! @shield-agent78 Hope you have a great day and this makes you smile 🥰

@the-ss-horniest-book-club

#hbc summer meet cute week #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #ladies of the hbc

[book-dragon-13]

Chase Collins Meet Cute

So here’s my entry for @the-ss-horniest-book-club ‘s meet cute fics, written for @anyoneforteaus . Hope you enjoy!

You didn’t know why your friends dragged you to this beach party. These parties were never something you were interested in-too much drinking and too many people. But your friends told you that you needed to get out more, so now you were here. 

Suffice to say, you were bored. Your friends had left you to talk to some boys a while back. Meanwhile you were nursing a drink wondering how you were going to get home. Until a voice said something behind you.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing all alone in a place like this?”

You turned around. There was a boy right there. Although boy may not have been the right word-he looked to be in his 20s. He was handsome, with blue eyes, dark hair, and a chiseled jaw. A smirk on his face, which you usually found annoying, looked quite charming on him. Something about him made you want to trust this guy.

“Well,” you cocked your head, “my friends dragged me here, but then ditched me. So here I am, all alone. At least until you came along.” You flashed a flirty smile at him.

“It’s a good thing I came along then,” he said. “My name’s Chase, what’s yours?”

You told Chase your name, and the two of you continued talking. Somehow your friends never came to interrupt your conversation, which you were thankful for. Chase was far more interesting than the other guys you’d been around. Plus, he seemed kind and was interested in many of the same things you were. At the end of the party, you were reluctant to end your conversation.

“Can I get your number?” Chase asked. You smiled at his request. You put your number in his phone, and he texted you so you had his. And so the two of you parted. Until he asked you out on a date later that night.

#hbc summer meet cute #hbc summer meet cute week

[that-never-happened]

Stand By Me

Ok here we go, never done this before so....

The first time they danced was in a grimy bar.  She had smiled when the opening notes of Stand By Me played and Chris just wanted to see it again, so he asked her if she wanted to dance. She laughed and agreed so they swayed to the original version giggling a little the entire time.  He learned her name and what made her smile that night.

The second time they danced was in a movie theater, it was before the previews and oddly enough Stand By Me started playing through the speakers with the lyrics on the screen.  She drew in a sharp breath and jokingly told Chris that if he loved her he would dance with her.  He looked at her for a long moment and smiled as he stood offering her his hand.  With tears in her eyes she took it and as they swayed her voice broke just a little as she told him that she loved him too. He learned her heart and her body that night.

The third time they danced was a terrible day at work.  Her boss had been snide with her about the placement of paperclips on the reports and clients had been condescending all day. When he appeared in front of her desk she looked a little irritated that he was early.  She told Chris that she couldn’t leave early, so he asked if she could take a short break.  She sighed and agreed, taking his hand as he led her to the small break area outside.  She looked at him a little confused, wondering what he was doing but he just smiled and took his phone out to hit a couple of buttons.  As Chris put it back into his front shirt pocket she heard the first haunting strains of a song playing.  When she finally recognized the song she smiled and let him take her hand to dance, suddenly the day didn’t seem so bleak anymore. Once again they swayed to the music this time to a female voice singing.  He maintained eye contact and started singing the words to her softly. As the music played he pulled her closer and she felt him fumble with her left hand on his shoulder and slip something on her ring finger.  When she looked down and saw the engagement ring it became clear what he was asking. When she smiled and gently kissed him, Chris had his answer.  That night Chris learned what a lifetime with her could feel like.

This is my first ever anything written for anything.  The original version of Stand By Me is by Ben E. King and the proposal version is the Florence + The Machine

for @lancetuckersmustache  @the-ss-horniest-book-club

#hbc summer meet cute week #I don't know how to format be kind #@lancetuckersmustached

[mysymestash]

RFA + Saeran w/ MC who has terrible allergies

Yoosung

He was so excited when you told him you were coming to visit him at work!

Freaking out though lowkey because this is the first time you’ve seen his workplace and he wants to make you proud

This boy cannot sit still he’s trying to make sure everything is perfect, taking pictures of all the cutest animals, etc..

His nervousness goes away pretty quickly as soon as he sees you talking with the front desk

You had brought him a homemade lunch wrapped up in a cute patterned handkerchief??? He really couldn’t handle it anymore and basically tackle hugged you

All that nervousness and panic comes flooding back tenfold as you start coughing and sneezing basically as soon as he makes contact

So confused, pulls away immediately to make sure you’re okay

When you tell him sheepishly that you’re actually allergic to cats and dogs, but you wanted to see him at work anyways

At a vets office

Yoosung: >:0 ????

He is mortified and drags you outside for you to get some air

Scolds you for putting your own health in jeopardy

Afterwards sits down with you and you two have lunch together

Shows you all the pictures he took,, the amount of cute animal selfies he sends you doubles the next week because he doesn’t want you to miss out just because of your allergies

Jumin

I think you know where this is going

The first time you stay overnight at his place you forget your allergy medication at home (figures)

Still determined to stay because you don’t want to ruin the night

You decide to just try and keep your distance from Elizabeth as much as you can

That is, until she walks up to you and nuzzles your hand and makes your heart go uwu

Your fate had been sealed as you could obviously not bring yourself to push her away

Jumin comes home to find you sitting in the corner sniffling, eyes red and puffy

Drops everything and rushes over to you (does that slide thing on your knees people do in movies,, dude is dramatic)

.2 seconds away from calling the police in his distress

You have to stop him and fess up to your cat allergy

Devastated

“The fact that you have been cursed to not be able to witness such a regal breed in person..it is truly a deep sadness. I will do everything in my power to bring the full light of Elizabeth III into your life.”

Rest In Peace Jaehee because this man is about to launch the largest campaign in C&R history to cure cat allergies

Even when you tell him it’s unnecessary, all you need is your medication

Good luck trying to stop him

Saeyoung

He had been in a funk™️ the past week or so

Felt really bad for having you feed him and basically just keep him alive during that time

So he’s going to make you lunch!

Or

More of a light snack

Because this boy does not know how to cook

PB&J sandwiches! A classic, everyone loves em

Even splurges a little from his HBC budget to get some marshmallow fluff in there

It’s all very cute,, and he brings you the plate plus a glass of milk

He’s got his proud and happy face on as you take a bite out of his creation

Until your face promptly starts swelling

[707 PANIC MODE ENGAGED]

Recognizes it as an allergic reaction almost immediately and mentally slaps himself for not checking if you had a peanut allergy

He keeps epipens and other medical emergency things around the house- but turns out he didn’t need it because you’d already dug one of your own out of somewhere and stabbed it into your leg

He didn’t realize he’d frozen up when your breathing became impaired

WILL blame himself for this,, requires an adequate amount of cuddles afterwards to make sure he doesn’t fall back into his funk™️

Makes sure to check that every little thing going into your mouth isn’t something you’re allergic to

“Are you allergic to hotdogs?”

“Wait! What if you’re allergic to my love?”

Quickly devolves into just teasing

But now he carries at least five epipens on his person at all times

Zen

Ayy allergy buddies

You immediately bond with him over your mutual cat allergy

Although it’s not nearly as severe as his who tf sneezes at pictures Zen

You two end up adopting a big fluffy black dog together

Teasing Jumin’s love for cats? Check. Spamming the messenger of selfies with your dog to annoy Jumin? Check.

Most of your interactions with Jumin will inevitably lead to the subject of your dog and Elizabeth III

Zen ends up taking your little ‘rivalry’ way too seriously

Both of you spend way too much money on dog collars, dog beds, dog clOTHES

Tries to get your dog casted in a theatrical show

Jihyun (V)

Oh the irony- you’re allergic to the sun

He honestly just thinks you’re really into skin care because of all your assorted lotions and creams

Doesn’t really think much of it until a very intense heatwave hits your town and you’re basically trapped inside your apartment

Usually you’re able to out for short periods of time during the summer as long as you cover up and moisturize, but this time it’s way worse

You can’t risk it so you end up just staying home most days

Except from Jihyun’s perspective it feels like you’re avoiding him??

You still message each other and have calls over the phone, but every time he tries to meet up somewhere you bail- not wanting to worry him about your condition

He’s pretty understanding for the most part, knowing that personal space is important to a relationship

But the man is human and he’s realizing that he really misses seeing you

A few days turns into weeks of not being out with you and my boy starts going a bit stir crazy

Begins to overthink every interaction you two have and had in the past couple weeks that may have caused you to start avoiding him

V being V, he bottles up all these emotions until one day when he’s just at your door

He’s just apologizing and apologizing for whatever he thinks he did wrong

You are just- incredibly confused

As soon as you figure out what’s happening you explain to him right away why you haven’t been able to go outside

The relief this man feels

Understands completely although he’s a little miffed you thought you had to keep this a secret from him

You two end up just hanging out at your place for the rest of the summer- cuddling and watching movies

He’s trying to make up for all the time you two missed out on lol

Buys you all the creams and medication you might need in the future 👍🏼

Saeran

Being with Saeran means you’re probably going to be eating a lot of ice cream

...which might not be super good for your dairy allergy

It’s never gotten worse than a slightly upset stomach though so you keep quiet about it

Well, it’s never gotten worse until now

After a particularly busy day at a new Baskin-Robbins that opened near your place- where he obviously was going to try every single flavour

Your body just could not handle it and he found you throwing up your guts at 2 in the morning

He just starts

Screaming

Thinks you’re dying for real,, does not know how to handle this situation

You’re basically trying to calm him down while also hacking and wheezing into the toilet

Once he sort of calms down enough to actually listen to what you’re saying, he just sits down next to you and pats your back really awkwardly

“Is this your way of comforting me”

“Shut up we’re never going back there again”

Jaehee

She had been overworking herself again recently and you’d forced her to take a break and hang out with you

You two decided to go out for a picnic, since it was such a nice day

She had packed cute bite sized sandwiches and fruit cubes

After eating, she had laid back on the blanket, just relaxing and listening to you talk

You were excitedly mentioning the new selfie Zen sent to the messenger, reaching for your phone to show her

Unfortunately you did not notice the bee chilling on your phone case

You did soon enough though when you felt the sharp sting in your hand a telltale bee sting

Jaehee immediately sat up when she heard your yelp, seeing your swelling hand and face

But this is baehee we’re talking about

Of course she knew about your allergy already and had three epipens ready

On the outside she was the epitome of calm and collected as she swiftly pulled out the pen and injected it into your thigh

But on the inside she was freaking out

Panic panic panic

After making sure you’re okay afterwards both of you decide that was enough for relaxing picnic time

You two had back home and just cuddle for the rest of the day watching recordings of Zen’s musical

#mystic messenger #mysme #mystic messenger headcanon #mystic messenger imagine #mysme headcanon #mysme imagine #mysme v #mysme saeran #mysme zen #mysme saeyoung #mysme jumin #mysme jaehee

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itsbuckysworld masterlist.

Hi guys, this is L! I’ve decided to start early and set up my masterlist from day one lmao. Under the cut are all my works and I’ll keep this list updated with each new writing.

As of right now (FEB 2024) requests are closed and i am in hiatus. i’m always up for a chat tho so here’s my inbox!

Happy reading, have a good day lovelies!

1K Followers Writing Challenge Masterlist here!

Secret Santa Fanfic Exchange Masterlist here!

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SEBASTIAN STAN*

*I no longer write real people fiction. 

Studious (College!AU)  ||  part 2 ||

Little Princess (dad!sebastian AU)

Little One (platonic) (Seb x reader x Chris Evans)

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BUCKY BARNES

Together

Gladly, Mrs. Barnes

Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust ( College!AU for the #wsewritingchallenge300)

The Run (for the #wsewritingchallenge300)

Familiar

Deep Breaths *trigger warning

Thou Dost Taketh My Breath Away (Knight!AU for the #augustauwritingchallenge)

Untitled 1 (College!AU. Request from this Random Starters list)

Fixer Upper (for the #softhairbarnes750)

Love Hurts (Boxer!College!Bucky AU)

Come Over, Come Closer (AU!Bucky for Becaamm’s Valentine’s Writing Challenge)

Not Cuddle Weather (for the #HBC Summer Meet Cute Week)

Yoga 101 || pt 1. || pt 2 || (for the #omnomwritingchallenge1.1k )

Two for two (for coffee-with-bucky’s writing challenge: #lyns2019wc)

My son, Spencer (for flightofthefantasies’s #BeatTheHeatChallenge)

Late Night Bangers (Neighbor!AU for elifs2kwritingchallenge)

What’s on your back? (Single Parent!AU for star’s multi fandom writing challenge)

Merry Heist-mas (Secret Agent!AU)

Save a Dance For Me (Royalty!AU for the #CMMSecretSanta event)

UPCOMING BUCKY SERIES

Love, One Shy Guy (TBD hopefully sometime before I die)

The Little Merman (TBD hopefully sometime before I go to hell AFTER I die)

UPCOMING ONE SHOTS

like a gazillion writing challenges

finishing all my hello spring prompts (link below)

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DRABBLES

Drabbles from this Dialogue Prompt List 

#6. “This isn’t a conversation we should be having” “please, I just need to know your answer” - with Sebastian

#20. “I Love you” “I Don’t Care Anymore” - with Bucky

#28. "What time?" “Wow, how romantic, I love my girlfriend and our fun dates.” - with Sebastian

#31. “… and then he came up up to me and kissed me until I was-” “I’m going to have to tell you to shut up now.” - with Sebastian

#33. “Stop being seductive” “I was being myself, but okay” - with Bucky

#40. “We’ve been driving for hours, are we nearly there yet?” “I would honestly like to tell you something other than ‘no’, but life is cruel.”” - with Bucky

#45. “I think you’re going to end up getting hurt” “I know. I’m used to it now, it’s fine” - With Sebastian

#51. “Can you give me a massage” “No, because you moan really loud and our neighbors think we’re having sex” - with Sebastian

Drabbles from this prompt list (Bucky only. open for requests. writing on weekends)

#6. I need a place to stay

#16. You’re getting crumbs all over my bed

#19. You’re satan

#47. You're getting a vasectomy. That’s final. 

#62. If you can’t sleep... We could have sex?

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DRABBLE NIGHTS: 

Little prompts from the prompt list 50 Wordless Ways To Say I Love You. Unfinished. Status: you can still request #50wwtsily

#6. Tucking your head into their neck during a hug

#36: Helping brush their hair after a shower

#40: Making a goofy face until they notice and laugh.

#49: Giving them a tight hug that makes them lose their breath.

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Drabbles from this Dialogue Prompt List

#6. “This isn’t a conversation we should be having” “please, I just need to know your answer” - with Sebastian

#20. “I Love you” “I Don’t Care Anymore” - with Bucky

#28. "What time?" “Wow, how romantic, I love my girlfriend and our fun dates.” - with Sebastian

#31. “… and then he came up up to me and kissed me until I was-” “I’m going to have to tell you to shut up now.” - with Sebastian

#33. “Stop being seductive” “I was being myself, but okay” - with Bucky

#40. “We’ve been driving for hours, are we nearly there yet?” “I would honestly like to tell you something other than ‘no’, but life is cruel.”” - with Bucky

#45. “I think you’re going to end up getting hurt” “I know. I’m used to it now, it’s fine” - With Sebastian

#51. “Can you give me a massage” “No, because you moan really loud and our neighbors think we’re having sex” - with Sebastian

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Short Drabble Weekends: from this prompt list (Bucky only. open for requests as of 08-28-19. writing on weekends)

#6. I need a place to stay

#16. You’re getting crumbs all over my bed

#19. You’re satan

#47. You're getting a vasectomy. That’s final.

#62. If you can’t sleep... We could have sex?

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HELLO SPRING MASTERLIST: My works that came out of the hello spring writing event i hosted. 

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I’M STILL A BABY IN THE SEBASTIAN STAN WORLD, BUT I’D LOVE TO WRITE ABOUT THE OTHER PAPERS HE’S DONE SO I’LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN I’VE WATCHED ALL THE MOVIES AND SEEN ALL THE TV SHOWS :)

#marvel #masterlist #bucky barnes x reader #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #avengers #MCU #steve rogers #hi there im new #tony stark #itsbuckysworld #chris evans #sebastian stan au #bucky barnes au