you-aremy-sunshine

[you-aremy-sunshine]

omg i'm such a liar.

trust next chapter will be out soon also i have some new fics coming too

[you-aremy-sunshine]

trust next chapter will be out soon also i have some new fics coming too

#bucky barnes #ttihay #tasm peter parker #mcu peter parker #💌; sol speaks #🍯; sol writes

[you-aremy-sunshine]

#5 - i hate your big dumb combat boots - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 1.3k

a/n: oh my lord. guys i am so sorry. everything just like slipped my mind. anyways enjoy!! join my taglist!

you got up from the breakfast table, “i’m gonna go change,” you angled your head towards the door of the bedroom, “also, bucky i have some activities planned for today, so you should too.”

he nodded, picking up his plate and utensils.

four bikini options were laid out in front of you. what am i going to wear? subconsiously, you wanted to look good for bucky, or any other hot guy that happened to pass by you. but mostly bucky.

your options consisted of the floral bikini you wore last time, a lavender colored one, a sage green bralette bikini, and a light blue triangle bikini with a tropical flower.

you chose the lavender triangle bikini, it fit pretty similar to the floral one. you felt confident in how you looked, your hair still a bit messy from sleep. you slashed some tap water on it and ran your fingers through it. on top of your bathing suit you threw on a cute little linen white skirt and a flowy tank. a bit of your mid section showed, enough to induce looks but still look casual.

you quickly did a light bit of beach makeup, sprayed a bit of perfume, grabbed your beach towel and got out of the room.

“bucky, the room’s free,” you called out, preoccupied with vila, kaiya and sol’s texts.

“yeah, ok.” he replied, drying off the last of the dishes.

you packed a bag for the both of you. towels, sunscreen, water, snacks and extra clothes were what was shoved into an insanely small beach bag.

“bucky, i need an extra change of clothes for you,” you called out to the room, “we’re probably gonna get dirty.”

he grunted in reply, walking out of the door in a matter of minutes. he sported a fitted black tee with those short ass swim trunks. you know the ones that show off a guy’s whole leg. the shorts displayed his muscular thighs, along with a tattoo of a snake biting a butterfly. he threw a ratty gray-blue towel over his sholder.

how come you never noticed this tattoo?

now at this point it was becoming noticeable to him that you were inspecting him, maybe even checking him out.

“why are you looking at me like that,” he turned to face you.

“i don’t know, i just never noticed your tattoos.” you glance shifted from his eyes to a new tattoo you spotted. it kind of looked like a quote, “the snake one is pretty cool.”

his face lit up, “thanks, i recently got these yin and yang koi fish on my arm.” he showed the inside of his arm. the tattoo itself was a little bit swollen and red but you probably couldn’t tell from afar.

you only had two tattoos, one emily dickinson quote on the inside of your wrist, and the second a simple line art of flowers and leaves down your spine.

“i saw another one on your other arm, what does it say?” you asked, not trying to probe.

“oh yeah! it’s an emily dickinson quote, my sister rebecca loved her poetry.” he said, a gentle smile lifting his rough features.

“no fucking way, i have an emily dickinson quote too,” you said, a bit excited that he had something in common.

“what quote is it?” he asked.

“unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.” you recited, having the line already memorized.

“that one is one of my favorites, mine is ‘dying is a wild night and a new road’” he repeated off of his arm, “i forgot it was there for the longest time.” he said this with a bittersweet expression.

“i didn’t know that you had a sister,” you replied “yeah, i don’t know, i don’t usually talk about her a lot,” he said, his features fell gracefully, “she passed in a car accident a few years back.”

you rubbed the spot where your dickinson quote was, “i’m sorry,” you said, looking up at him. his moonstone eyes shifted uncomfortably.

“yeah she was the best,” he said softly, “but, anyways let’s get going. i don’t want to be late for whatever you have planned for us.”

he passed you his towel to put in the bag, then led the two of you out the door. you had ordered an Uber, so the driver was already waiting for you when you got to the street. it was a small car, so the two of you were kind of squshed together in the backseat.

many bumps and “sorry’s” later you arrived to kythnos. lyra helped you set this up as well as a few other tourist-y things to do for the rest of the week. you paid the driver before getting out.

you both stepped out of the car and admired the view. the mediterranean was breathtaking, especially here. it was clear, yet turquoise, practically begging for you to jump in.

“scuba diving! what do you think?” you turned to bucky, asking for his opinion.

“yes, this is amazing,” he said, his sunglasses already on, “thanks.”

you led bucky down to the shore where the instructor was about to start demonstrating how to put on the gear, etc.

let's pretend for this that you n buck have scuba licenses 🙏🙏

you took your shorts off and put on the gear. you set your clothes in the bag and placed it closer to land, so the bag would not get wet.

bucky put on his scuba gear too, and followed after you.

the boat was close to shore, tied to a pole farther to the entrance to the beach. you hopped in, bucky following after you. there were already a handful of people in the boat. three sisters, you assumed, were sitting next to each other, talking animatedly amongst them. one had light brown hair, another dark brown, and the other had pink and brown hair. you could tell they were speaking spanish. next to them were an older looking couple, the man had a salt and pepper beard and the lady had red hair with streaks of gray and white peeking through. they were talking too, but a bit more calm than the three sisters. the intructor from the shore started pushing the boat, and then hopped on. the boat engine started and the instructor began to tell the group about the islands, what fish there are, all things interesting.

you gazed out onto the water, the sky was a bit dull, but you checked the weather before and it said it was going to clear up.

the first stop to the diving trip was gorgeous, the water was turquoise and so clear. there were countless fish and sea animals.

the second stop was the same, but different fish, and the water went deeper, and the water was cooler.

the final stop was insane, there were statues almost but they were 50 ft underwater.

the tour ended around 3pm, the two of you eager to eat lunch.

you ate quickly at a street food place, and then walking back to the little bungalow.

“so…” you asked, “what did you think?”

“that was perfect in everyway,” he replied, “would relive again 10/10. but, now its my turn for a surprise trip.”

“oh god,” you sighed, “what does that mean…”

“not much, just a little dinner,” the two of you reached the door, “i found it online, and it seems like its perfect.”

“okay,” you had to put a little trust in him, after all he couldn’t be awful at planning.

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[you-aremy-sunshine]

i lied sorry ☹️

ten things i hate about you ☆ bonus ☆ - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

warnings: cursing, maybe?

a/n: GUYS😭😭 i'm literally leaving all y'all DRY. i am deeply sorry i just have like NO inspiration. (cuz like i get inspo from my life but i have no fucking action rn guys💀) ANYWAYS i hope u like it cuz its all ur getting until like a week or 2 from now🤭🫶

also i meant to post this after i finished the series but i wanted to give y'all smth

top five insults by barnes and y/l/n

number one

you could hear the buzz of the hair clipper coming from the bungalow bathroom. the sound stopped abruptly, and bucky walked out. you looked up from your book to see bucky putting his fancy clippers away into his suitcase.

“i just love what you did to your hair,” you exclaimed, “how did you get it to come out of your nose like that?” you mocked innocence, trying to hold back laughter.

“very funny, y/n…” he said, mocking you, while walking back into the bathroom to inspect his nose.

number two

you adjusted the cotton sundress you had on in front of the mirror, trying to get it to fit properly. the part holding your boobs up didn’t sit properly and the straps were too big.

“at this point you should just take the mirror with you,” bucky remarked.

“honestly, i think you’re just jealous that you look like a ‘before’ picture and i look like an ‘after picture’,” you spun around to face him, arms crossed agaisnt your torso.

you turned back around and found a way to make the dress feel comfortable.

“okay, i got to agree that was a good one,” he laughed, his eyes drifting over your outfit.

number three

“oh my god, bucky look,” you signaled towards a book, “10 ways to help your everyday life this is perfect for your pathetic life,” you flashed him a wide grin.

he picked it up, inspected it, but you could tell he was trying to fight a smile.

“hmm,” he said, thoughtfully, “don’t worry about me, sweetheart, worry about that hideous wardrobe.”

“i know you love it, i saw the way you were eyeing my sundress the other day,” you hit his arm, snickering.

he nodded in response to your reply, a sneaky grin lingering.

number four

the two of you were emptying the dishwasher of the bungalow, you were drying the plates and bowls, and bucky was putting them away.

“this isn’t dry enough, y/n,” bucky insisted, flipping the mug over, while watching the extra water drip out of it, “you left some water in here.”

“do it yourself then,” you said, rolling your eyes at him.

“you’re just adorable, y/n!” bucky said, laughing to himself a bit, “you’re just like my cat, stupid and fiesty for no reason.” he began to cackle.

“aww! and you’re just like a clown, no hidden reason behind that,” you smiled up at him mischievously.

number five

you were spending your downtime standing by the kitchen counters, checking your phone. bucky was standing next to you, baking a small batch of muffins.

“literally every guy i get matched with on this stupid app is mediocre,” you said scrolling through a dating app, “i hate online dating.”

“oh honey, im so sorry for you,” bucky said, faking pity, “all those guys are just way too out of your league. you have miles and miles to go before you reach mediocre!” as he said that he crouched down to your height.

“shut the fuck up barnes,” you said pushing his face away from you.

he let out a loud cackle, pleased with your response.

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#maybe i'll post a post-holiday special #feeling inspired

[you-aremy-sunshine]

ten things i hate about you ☆ bonus ☆ - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

warnings: cursing, maybe?

a/n: GUYS😭😭 i'm literally leaving all y'all DRY. i am deeply sorry i just have like NO inspiration. (cuz like i get inspo from my life but i have no fucking action rn guys💀) ANYWAYS i hope u like it cuz its all ur getting until like a week or 2 from now🤭🫶

also i meant to post this after i finished the series but i wanted to give y'all smth

top five insults by barnes and y/l/n

number one

you could hear the buzz of the hair clipper coming from the bungalow bathroom. the sound stopped abruptly, and bucky walked out. you looked up from your book to see bucky putting his fancy clippers away into his suitcase.

“i just love what you did to your hair,” you exclaimed, “how did you get it to come out of your nose like that?” you mocked innocence, trying to hold back laughter.

“very funny, y/n…” he said, mocking you, while walking back into the bathroom to inspect his nose.

number two

you adjusted the cotton sundress you had on in front of the mirror, trying to get it to fit properly. the part holding your boobs up didn’t sit properly and the straps were too big.

“at this point you should just take the mirror with you,” bucky remarked.

“honestly, i think you’re just jealous that you look like a ‘before’ picture and i look like an ‘after picture’,” you spun around to face him, arms crossed agaisnt your torso.

you turned back around and found a way to make the dress feel comfortable.

“okay, i got to agree that was a good one,” he laughed, his eyes drifting over your outfit.

number three

“oh my god, bucky look,” you signaled towards a book, “10 ways to help your everyday life this is perfect for your pathetic life,” you flashed him a wide grin.

he picked it up, inspected it, but you could tell he was trying to fight a smile.

“hmm,” he said, thoughtfully, “don’t worry about me, sweetheart, worry about that hideous wardrobe.”

“i know you love it, i saw the way you were eyeing my sundress the other day,” you hit his arm, snickering.

he nodded in response to your reply, a sneaky grin lingering.

number four

the two of you were emptying the dishwasher of the bungalow, you were drying the plates and bowls, and bucky was putting them away.

“this isn’t dry enough, y/n,” bucky insisted, flipping the mug over, while watching the extra water drip out of it, “you left some water in here.”

“do it yourself then,” you said, rolling your eyes at him.

“you’re just adorable, y/n!” bucky said, laughing to himself a bit, “you’re just like my cat, stupid and fiesty for no reason.” he began to cackle.

“aww! and you’re just like a clown, no hidden reason behind that,” you smiled up at him mischievously.

number five

you were spending your downtime standing by the kitchen counters, checking your phone. bucky was standing next to you, baking a small batch of muffins.

“literally every guy i get matched with on this stupid app is mediocre,” you said scrolling through a dating app, “i hate online dating.”

“oh honey, im so sorry for you,” bucky said, faking pity, “all those guys are just way too out of your league. you have miles and miles to go before you reach mediocre!” as he said that he crouched down to your height.

“shut the fuck up barnes,” you said pushing his face away from you.

he let out a loud cackle, pleased with your response.

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masterlist

#bucky imagine #bucky fic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes enemies to lovers #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes #ten things i hate about you #10 things i hate about you #🍯; sol writes

[you-aremy-sunshine]

#4 - i hate it when you stare - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 1.3k

a/n: AHHH sorry for not posting last night!!! i like fell asleep right after workkk. anyways we're so close to halfway. OH! and i have a little bonus fic, its only like 500 words so idk. join my taglist!!

-- previously --

“where the fuck have you been.” bucky said as you swung the door open plopping your stuff on the floor.

“none of your business,” you said, kicking your flip-flops off, “why the fuck would you care.”

“maybe i was worried since you had run off for, i don’t know, six fucking hours!?” he exclaimed.

you walked past him, pushing him away from you via his chest. “calm down barnes, how would that affect you. rather i’d be glad.”

you pushed the bedroom door, thinking it was closed fully, you started stripping, heading towards the bathroom. you hopped in the shower, unbeknownst to you, watching you prance around the bedroom naked gave bucky a rock-hard problem…

-- current <3 --

jesus christ, james can’t you just act normally? you are such a fucking perv, so horny you’re getting off at the sight of her backside. he tried to just ignore it, distract himself, but after a bit of time he realized it wasn't going to work. trying to supress it was not going to solve his problem. a cold shower maybe? he knocked on the bedroom door, “are you done yet?” he asked.

“almost,” she said, a sting of annoyance in her voice.

the tent in his pants was not growing smaller. on the contrary, his moving around was making it worse.

bucky hopped on the sofa, grabbing one of the decorative pillows to hide his rock-hard situation. he used the pillow to rest his arms on while using his phone. bucky could hear the water turn off as she finished, and minutes later she walked out of the bedroom and changed into pajamas. she wore a spiderman shirt with sleep shorts that were definitely showing him too much of her butt to help his “little” problem.

“thank you so much for hurrying up,” he remarked.

“oh, you’re so welcome sergeant,” she said with a bright, sarcastic smile.

he ran into the bedroom as soon as she had her back turned to him. he got to the shower ripping off all his clothes, desperate to be relieved. he turned the shower handle so far down the blue line and jumped right in.

–

you snatched your book off of the floor and plopped down on the couch, excited to finally rest without james getting in the way. your peaceful reading was interrupted by breathy pants and moans coming from the room over. that room happened to be the bathroom.

bucky…?

“mmh,” he exclaimed, the moans muffled by the thin plaster wall. could it be? there was no one else that could be making the noises. the soft moans kept on, making it sound like he was having trouble…down there. listening to them made you feel kind of…turned on? something must have possessed you, because the next thing you know, your hand is crawling down. you dipped two fingers in, biting your lip not to make much noise.

why the fuck were his pants turning you on!?

this cannot be happening right now. you tried to go deeper, but your attempts were met with nothing. all of your toys were in your suitcase, in the bedroom. next to the bathroom. the bathroom that bucky is in. do you get the problem?

all the while bucky’s quiet moans weren’t as quiet anymore, making you even hornier. placing the book to the side, you got up, careful not to touch anything with the hand you were masturbating with, and washed your hands in the kitchen sink.

how are you supposed to relive yourself in a tiny house like this?? maybe kicky bucky out? no, that would be weird.

jesus christ, maybe when he gets groceries?

your train of thought cut off when you heard the glass door of the shower slam. you ran to the other side of the house just in case he wanted to know if you heard him.

a million scenarios ran through your head as soon as you boarded the plane, this was definitely not one of them. what in the world just happened.

“bathroom’s free,” he hollered from the room.

you walked into the room, and then the bathroom, wanting to finish up your night routine. bucky was in the corner of the room changing into blue shorts and a off-white ratty t-shirt. it seemed like his whole wardrobe was just dull grays and blues. it was very depressing, to say the least.

you had a shit ton of color in your wardrobe, even what you wore to sleep. you had on a black spiderman t-shirt with some pink and purple plaid sleep shorts on. i mean it didn’t exactly match but it worked for nighttime.

you walked out of the bathroom, and scanned the room for bucky.

“don’t you ever wear anything else but grey, black and blue,” you asked him, “its starting to get sad.”

“and she strikes again,” he said untucking the covers and slipping into the bed, “you must be obsessed with me or something.” he flashes a grin that doesn’t reach his eyes.

“god, won’t you shut the fuck up.”

“oh! that’s my call, sleep is waiting for me,” he turned over, away from you, “seems like the couch is calling you from outside this gorgeous bedroom.”

you flipped him off, even though he couldn’t see you, it was the principle.

the couch cushions were incredibly uncomfortable, and the icy night air was whisking around you. the blanket you stole from the bedroom did nothing.

you fell asleep an hour later than you would’ve liked but at least you fell asleep.

just kidding!! you barely got to sleep😍

breathing hard, you shot up, almost falling off the godforsaken couch. your eyes felt crunchy, almost like an orange peel left put for too long. you caught sight of the time glaring off of the microwave, 1:13 AM, it read.

right now, you had two options, 1, suffer through the night and sleep for tops three hours, or 2, suck it up and sleep next to bucky. at least in the bed you could sleep long enough to keep your sanity for longer tomorrow, or today, i should say.

bucky it is!

grabbing the blanket you waddled back into the bedroom, only to find bucky sprawled across the bed. his head lay in one corner his feet in the other in a diagonal manner. you attempted to scoop up his head and drag him to the other side, but he was heavy.

you tried again with his legs, but no luck. no way in heaven or hell could you carry a 200+ pound man.

“bucky,” you tried to shake him awake.

“james,” nothing, he was unresponsive.

“barnes, move the fuck over,” you whisper-yelled. still nothing. maybe if you try…

“i’ll give you head if you move over,” you joked, giggling to yourself at the ridiculous idea.

he moved to the side closest to the wall. he moved.

“you’re so goddamn horny, james,” you laughed to yourself.

“i held up my end, you gotta hold up yours,” he rasped, amused.

“i hope you get a nightmare,” you said, still grinning.

in response all he did was chuckle.

–

you woke up to the smell of french toast and greek coffee greeting your nose. you quickly got up and brushed your teeth before heading to the tiny kitchen.

“what’s cooking, good looking?” you asked, kind of laughing to yourself.

“just some breakfast,” bucky tilted the pan, so you could see, “wait, what did you say?” he took a double take.

“nothing,” you said, chuckling a bit.

“well, someone’s in a good mood today,” bucky said, tossing the french toast onto two plates, “she must have had some good sleep last night.”

you rolled your eyes, remembering what you said as a joke, then bucky taking it seriously.

you grabbed the juice that you got from the mini supermarket from the fridge, along with the complimentary maple syrup. they also gave you complimentary jam and condiments.

you poured a good amount on top of your stack of toast, not shy of a good drowning.

while bucky didn’t even put syrup on his.

“what are you? insane??” you exclaimed, gesturing to his dry french toast.

“i figured that you had enough for the both of us,” he said sarcastically, holding back a smile.

“whatever,” you said, with a cheeky grin on your face.

“here,” he said, while pouring you both juice.

to be perfectly honest this little morning thing you had going on with bucky at the moment seemed a bit too couple-y for your taste. but right now, who cares? it’s fun playing pretend.

yeah sureeee “pretend” whatever makes u feel better

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[you-aremy-sunshine]

girly pop we need pt 2 of pink poison😭 I'M DYING TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENSSS

AHHH i knowww, i'll get to it soon😭😭

#💌; sol speaks #🥂; sol answers #sophia🪴 #pink poison

[you-aremy-sunshine]

HELLO? THE MOST RECENT EPISODE??

we r getting spicy😈😈

#💌; sol speaks #🥂; sol answers #10 things i hate about you #anonymoose 🦌

[you-aremy-sunshine]

#3 - i hate it when you drive my car - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

a/n: starting to get spicyyy!! dude i'm actually so excited to post the rest of these, anywaysss, join my taglist!!

-- previously --

you woke up to the rattle of airplane turbulence, finding your head resting comfortably in bucky’s lap. how you ended up there, you didn’t know. what you did know was that you were going to get off of him as fast as you could. which caused you to smack your arm against the hard plastic of the folded-up table of the chair in front of you.

“ow!” you exclaimed loudly, you voice echoing throughout the silent plane.

you inspected your arm, now in the safety of your seat. bucky woke up, presumably because of the loud noise you made. 

“hey,” he asked groggily, “are you okay?”

“i’m fine,” you said, rolling your eyes.

“calm down ice queen.” he said, turning away from you.

-- current &lt;3 --

“so… this is it,” you mumbled to yourself, getting out of the taxi. the small, yet extravagant one-bedroom mini house on the blue water seemed out of this world to you. it was just a typical white pavement and bright blue lining of greece. it sat on a dock, looking out onto the clear crystal water of the mediterranean. 

“wow,” was all bucky managed to say. 

you grabbed your suitcases out of the trunk, dragging the heavy bags into the surprisingly huge bedroom. there was only one bed, but thank the lord it was king-sized. It was decorated with a few pillows and a simple white duvet. the bathroom was gorgeous with white and blue tiles and cute small plants hanging out in the corners. the modern yet homey look of the room had you falling in love with the place.

“okay,” you said, “first let's unpack, and then we can decide to either chill in here or go to the beach.”

“i think i’d rather go to the beach,” bucky chuckled as if the other option was insane.

you opened your bursting suitcase, shoving your clothes into the drawer, while he neatly put his clothes in organized lines. another way the two of you were entirely opposites.

you quickly grabbed the first bathing suit you saw. it just happened to be the string one that soph said made you look “scrumptious.” it was a soft pink bikini with a flower pattern on it. before leaving to walk to the beach you looked at yourself in the full-length mirror.

damn, i do look pretty scrumptious. the bikini seemed a little smaller than usual around the boob area, but it didn’t matter too much, you were in greece!

you slipped on a pair of shorts and kicked on your flip-flops ready to hit the beach. when you walked out of the bathroom, bucky was also already changed, and in a motherly manner, had a beach bag packed with a hat, sunscreen, water, and snacks. and not in a motherly manner he also looked pretty “scrumptious,” he wore a pair of dark swim trunks. his muscles and six-pack out for the world to see. you felt your face flush a little bit.

get it together! it's just bucky. your enemy remember!?

“ready to go?” he asked.

you scoffed, “of course.”

he frowned a little bit at your response.

as you walked out the door you could feel his eyes dragging across your backside.

it took around 4 minutes for the two of you to get to the beach by foot. when you got there, both of you gasped at the sprawling beaches of white sand and bright blue water. as a breeze whisked around you, the aroma of the salty ocean made you grin.

you dropped your stuff and sprinted towards the water, leaving bucky to eat your dust. once you got deep enough you jumped off of the ground and dived into the clear water. it felt refreshing and just the perfect amount of just everything. except for him. if it was just you and sol, this vacation would’ve been absolutely perfect. but he’s here, here to ruin everything.

after swimming around for a bit you decide to go back up to shore to tan a little bit. you brought a new book to read on this trip, and you might have been a bit too enthusiastic about reading it, but whatever.

“back already?” bucky asked, not bothering to look up from the book he was reading.

“isn’t that obvious?” you responded.

“so cold you might change the weather, ice queen.” bucky snapped back.

“i don’t need you ruining my vacation, james,” you replied cooly.

“it's not just your vacation sweetheart, we’re here together.”

“together, my ass. ‘m stuck here with you jackass,” you pulled the book he was reading down so you could meet his eyes, “i wouldn’t mind this gorgeous beach if you weren’t ruining the scenery.”

“i bet you think quite the contrary, princess,” bucky said with a smirk.

“you’re full of yourself, barnes.” you flipped him off.

“i saw the way you were admiring me once i finished changing into my bathing suit,” he flashed you a wolfish grin.

you pointed towards the book he had been reading minutes before, “i hope that's a self-help book. you really need the extra help getting over yourself.”

“oh god, i’m sorry i never realized why you love insulting me. it's because i actually have a romantic life and you’re jealous!” he laughed loudly, throwing his head back.

“god,” you exclaimed, rolling your eyes, “i’m so fed up with you. the great and amazing bucky barnes thinks that every single girl that has ever laid eyes on him is in love with him. you are so insufferable it makes my brain hurt.”

“you think im great and amazing?” bucky smirked, trying to get a rise out of you.

“go fuck yourself james. you’re nothing but a man-whore that leeches off of other people’s happiness.” you gathered your things that were laying on the beach and stormed off.

“wait y/n,” you heard him protest behind you. he seemed far away enough not to chase after you.

you had been walking up towards the small grecian town for a few minutes. you could feel the hot summer sun beating down on your skin. finally, you had reached the start of the town. cute white buildings with signature spanish roofing and gorgeous blue accents littered the town.

you found a small little cafe that sold delicious greek food and the most perfect coffee ever. according to the lovely lady on the street, of course. you had asked her if she knew any good places to eat and she exclaimed “ya! ya! éla! xéro to téleio méros!” (meaning “yes! yes! come now! i know the perfect place!) (please correct me if i am wrong on this tho)

she led you to a gorgeous little shop at the top of the hill you met her on, the patio showing a perfect view of the crystal blue water below. you ordered what she told you to, the lamb souvlaki and an espresso.

“you should join me!” you told the lady, “it would be nice to have someone to eat my first souvlaki with.” you smiled at her. 

she smiled right back, and replied in a thick greek accent, “i’m lyra, what’s your name?”

“y/n”

—

after hours and hours of you sharing basically your whole life story with this little lady named lyra that you met on the street, you decided it was time to go home. on a napkin from the cafe, she gave you her number and a list of restaurants and places to visit during your stay. you both hugged and smiled at each other, lyra promising she would visit you back home one day.

you walked back to the bungalow, excited to try out the list of experiences handed to you. but you would try them out tomorrow, today you were tired and it was getting late. the sun hung low in the sky, dyeing it hues of yellows, pinks, and oranges. no matter how many times the sunset might cross your path, it just always seemed to make your jaw drop and your eyes glitter.

“where the fuck have you been.” bucky said as you swung the door open plopping your stuff on the floor.

“none of your business,” you said, kicking your flip-flops off, “why the fuck would you care.”

“maybe i was worried since you had run off for, i don't know, six fucking hours!?” he exclaimed.

you walked past him, pushing him away from you via his chest. “calm down barnes, how would that affect you. rather i’d be glad.”

you pushed the bedroom door, thinking it was closed fully, you started stripping, heading towards the bathroom. you hopped in the shower, unbeknownst to you, watching you prance around the bedroom naked gave bucky a rock-hard problem...

--

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[you-aremy-sunshine]

#2 - i hate the way you cut your hair - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

a/n: PART 2!!! i'll prob be updating every day or so, since i have a lot of the chapters ready so... be exciteddd!!! join my taglist!!

-- previously --

she pulled your lips to hers. she tasted like regret and cherries. natasha pulled you into the closest bathroom, pressing you against the wall. you pushed off of her to take a deep breath, only to dive back into the bittersweet kiss. finally, you pulled away, a longing desire for more in your eyes. you blinked rapidly, realizing what had happened, “i wish i never met you,” you whispered, natasha close enough to hear you.

this fucking sucked.

-- current <3 --

you spun around and walked out of the bathroom only to walk into the other person you hated. bucky.

“ugh.” you pushed him harder than you meant to and started to walk off when he grabbed your wrist, “what’s up?” he asked, it seemed sincere but you never know with bucky barnes.

“it’s okay, you don’t have to tell me. wanna get a drink? on me,” he said with a smile. his eyes flashed to your swollen lips. why not, i mean, the past hour was pretty shitty, and it possibly can’t get shittier.

you ordered a cheap beer, not wanting to spend too much of his money. 

“hey,” he started.

“hey,” you responded.

“i’m sorry for being kind of a dick, i do remember the time i tried to kiss you. i guess i was drunk enough to try but sober enough to remember. i don't know what possessed me to be so dickish,” he looked genuine enough. maybe he wasn’t so bad.

“thanks for the apology. i might get back to you in 5-7 business days,” you replied, and quickly followed up when a frown started to appear on his face “i’m joking! i'm joking, but thanks for the apology. i appreciate it a lot actually.” you said with a shy grin.

“you got me in the first half,” he laughed. oh wow, he finds me funny. that's a first. you smiled as a reply. 

“oh! i just remembered,” he said turning to face you again, “before i tried to kiss you, you went up to me and asked if i wanted to fuck. not to mention you called me hot.”

“oh noo,” you whined, burying your face in your hands, “i did that?”

“yeah, and then you passed out,” he said, trying to hold in his laughter.

“oh um, can i ask a question?

“sure,”

“hypothetically, if you dated someone, and they cheated on you, you’d hate them. right? after the breakup, you’ve spent so much time healing and setting boundaries. and then you saw them at this party, and you didn’t expect to see them. but you saw them there. you start talking and hypothetically, of course, somehow you start making out. snogging, if you will. for like a good amount of time.” you ramble, he’s looking at you, listening to every word, “and once you’re finished you realize what you’ve done and you rush off. not to mention you told your ex that you wish you never met them. what would you do?”

he glanced at your still slightly swollen lips, “hypothetically i snog my ex who cheated on me.” he said.

“yeah.” 

“if it were me i would probably go back to my ex. but since i’m giving you a good answer to your hypothetical, i would just pretend that that never happened. and when you see them, just be nice. if it seems like they’re trying to get you back, just make up an excuse for stopping the conversation.” he stated, glancing down at his drink, then back up to you, “i’m guessing this isn’t a hypothetical, though.”

“uh, yeah it isn’t,” you softly said, with an awkward smile, “but thank you for the advice.”

“no problem,” he said.

you glanced down at your watch, “oh shit!” you started to gather your things, “i have a thing tomorrow morning and it’s already midnight.” you explained shoving your phone into your purse.

“i can drive you home if you want,” he offered, “i only drank a little.”

“yeah,” you said a little distracted, “yeah. sure, thanks.” you smiled at him.

you both gathered your things and walked to bucky’s car.

—

“here’s your stop, madam,” he reached over to open the door for you.

“thank you so much for driving me home,” you said, reaching forward to hug him, still in the car. 

“yeah. this was fun,” he smiled softly at you as you got out of the car. he waited until you were safely inside the building to drive off. common courtesy, i guess.

—

ring. ring. ring.

ring. ring. ring.

ugh, who was calling you at, you quickly checked the time, at 8:03 am?

you picked up your phone.

seven missed calls from vi (vila)

two missed calls from kai (kaiya)

what the fuck?

you called kaiya back first.

“hello?” she answered.

“hey kai, good morning,” you said, “also why’d you and vi call me?”

“long story short, everybody who ate the food yesterday got food poisoning. so vi and i are shitting our guts out right now. we can’t go to greece like this.” she rambled, seeming stressed,

“wait but the trip to greece is non-refundable,” you said.

“exactly, that's our problem, and the flight is in five hours. do you think you could pack and be ready to go to greece in less than 5 hours?” she pleaded.

“i mean i kind of had a thing, but yeah i can pack quickly. also who’s the second person?” you asked, “because isn’t it a two-person trip?”

“that’s for you to decide,” kai said, “you can bring sol.”

“oh! nice,” you exclaimed, “sorry about your food poisoning.”

“yeah. thanks for doing this at the last minute. okay bye.” kai said.

“yep.” and you hung up.

you quickly called sol wanting to tell her the news.

“hey! sol! guess what! everyone got food poisoning at the wedding, including vi and kai. and their honeymoon trip to greece is non-refundable, sooo they told me to go and invite someone! also, the flight is in 5 hours.” you exclaimed.

“awesome! that’s great! i think i can pack quickly enough.” she said excitedly, “hold on let me

check if i can go.”

“oh shit. i am so sorry.” she said, “i have a fucking cross-country road trip to go on with my brothers and sisters tomorrow. i wish i could cancel but my parents would kill me. they said that we should still be close as adults. they paid for everything, so i guess i can’t complain.”

“oh shit. it's okay. send me pictures of the places you go to.” you said.

“bye, love you,” she said.

“love you too,” you responded. she hung up.

you called kai again, “kai, sol can’t come and all my friends are on vacation already. i don’t have anybody to go with.” you stated.

“uhh, okay i think i have someone you can go with.” she said, “be open to who it is. you two can bond on the plane.”

“okay, bye”

“bye”

—

you waited at the airport gate, your carry-on and your backpack seated right next to you. you looked up from your phone to see the unexpected person accompanying you. bucky.

“…aw fuck no.” he said, talking to someone on the phone, and you just happened to overhear his conversation, “not her, she’s the worst person i could have ever been paired with…” you couldn’t hear the next part, he turned his back to you, “...you know how i feel about her, kai.”

he hung up and walked over to you.

is he just going to forget everything that happened yesterday!? i guess that's how it always is with him. fuck him.

“hey,” he said, taking the seat across from you.

you nodded in response, not bothering to look up from your phone.

that's how the entire waiting time was. he would ask you a question to try and break the ice, but you wouldn’t look up, or respond dryly. when you did look up, you looked bored and annoyed. when you boarded, fortunately, you had downloaded enough movies to keep you occupied. even though he was right next to you.

you were on princess diaries, your third movie, when you started to feel a bit tired, you tilted your head back against the seat. you fell asleep quickly, the smooth airplane movement lulling you to sleep.

you woke up to the rattle of airplane turbulence, finding your head resting comfortably on top of bucky’s chest. how you ended up there, you didn’t know. what you did know was that you were going to get off of him as fast as you could. which caused you to smack your arm against the hard plastic of the folded-up table of the chair in front of you.

“ow!” you exclaimed loudly, you voice echoing throughout the silent plane.

you inspected your arm, now in the safety of your seat. bucky woke up, presumably because of the loud noise you made. 

“hey,” he asked groggily, “are you okay?”

“i’m fine,” you said, rolling your eyes.

“calm down ice queen.” he said, turning away from you.

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[you-aremy-sunshine]

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[you-aremy-sunshine]

1st is up!!

10 things i hate about you — b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

a/n: omg i've been writing this for so long i'm so glad i get to share it with you. theres going to be 10 chapters and a few bonus blurbs and social media thingys. i'm so glad to be back &lt;3

p.s.: the chapter names are based off of the movie "ten things i hate about you"

[reason #1 - i hate the way you talk to me]

[reason #2 - i hate the way you cut your hair]

[reason #3 - i hate it when you drive my car]

[reason #4 - i hate it when you stare]

[reason #5 - i hate your big dumb combat boots]

[reason #6 - i hate the way you read my mind]

[reason #7 - i hate the way you're always right]

[reason #8 - i hate it when you lie]

[reason #9 - i hate it when you make me laugh]

[reason #10 - i hate it when you're not around]

[i hate the way i don't hate you. not even close... not even a little bit... not even at all.]

#back from the dead again!!

[you-aremy-sunshine]

#1 - i hate the way you talk to me - b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

warnings: cursing, mentions of sex,

author’s note: YAY! i literally posted that i was gonna post this like A WHILE ago but i only got to it now😭 hope u enjoy!! taglist

“so, what are you up to now?” your newly married sister asked you, “any new girlfriends or boyfriends? anyone you’re talking to?”

“oh my god, vi!” you exclaimed, “stop getting into mine when we can talk about yours, you just got married.” you smiled. your older sister, vila, also known as “vi” to you, was like a replica of your mom. they looked the same and their personalities were the same down to the way they talked. 

“shouldn’t you be with kai?” kaiya was vi’s wife. if your sister didn’t marry her, you definitely would’ve. jokingly, of course, we are pairing you with you know who after all

she was gorgeous, she looked like a goddess with warm brown skin and black wavy hair, she was kind, the type of person to pick up bugs and put them back outside, she was funny. she could turn anyone’s frown into something bigger than a smile. vi and kai were perfect for each other. you couldn’t imagine vi being with anyone else. but even if kai is the nicest person on this horrible planet, her best friend was anything but. don’t get me wrong, the guy was smoking hot. but the nasty words that spilled out of his mouth were not. 

“you’re not going to eat at the buffet?” kai walked over to you two, gently bringing vila’s hand up to her lips. you strived to one day be as disgustingly cute as them. 

“nope” you answered kai’s question, “i ate dinner before at sol’s house. it was her birthday and i didn’t want to miss that. but i also couldn’t miss you two getting drunk.” you giggled.

they chuckled a little bit, then kai waited for a second to say something to you.

“have you met my best man?” she asked. oh no. not him.

“i don’t think so,” that's a lie. 

“let me introduce you!” she looked over at vi as if to say, is that ok? i can stay. vi shook her head and smiled. she always wanted you to meet new people.

“buck! james! bucky!” she yelled over towards the bar.

she kept walking into the crowd, tugging you along with her. 

you made it to the small makeshift bar in the gazebo, only to bump into him, “kai! the party’s great,” he exclaimed drunkenly, “who’s this?”

he didn’t remember you? 

“vila’s sister,” kai pushed you towards him, “the maid of honor! have a nice talk! bye,” she abruptly left, leaving the two of you just standing there until you decided to call him out.

“you don’t remember me?” you asked, quizzically.

“no of course not, i’ve never seen you in my entire life.”

you rolled your eyes, “you don’t remember when you tried to fuking kidnap me?”

—

alone at a bar, drinking your sanity off was not your ideal wednesday. you had just broken up with your ex-girlfriend, natasha, about a week ago, only to see her fucking another woman in the bathroom. anyways, nat wasn’t on your mind at the moment. what was going through your head was the hot guy drinking too many beers to be able to keep his eyes open. and, while your sober head overthought, your drunken head didn’t think enough.

“hey,” you drawled, prancing towards the guy, “guess what?”

“i’ll guess you’re too drunk to walk on your own.”

“noooo” you whined, “you're hot. wanna fuck?”

–

to be perfectly honest, the girl drunkenly talking to him was cute. no. no. no. now she's passed out. 

“oh god,” he muttered, picking the girl up, bridal style, “put her drinks on my tab please too,” he said to the bartender walking out of the bar.

before leaving, he checked to see if she brought a purse or a bag. no bag, no purse. he walked to his car, just a few blocks from the bar, with an unconscious woman in his arms. great setup, barnes. he set the girl down to open the door.

he picked her up with ease, setting her down in the back seat. after a few minutes, her eyes fluttered open, still looking as drunk as ever. he walked in, holding a plastic water bottle. he meant to bring the container of plastic costco water bottles into his apartment after shopping, but he got too lazy in the end. thank god he was too lazy that afternoon.

“hey,” he said, “you kinda passed out at the bar, and i didn’t want anything to happen, so i took you here,” he rambled, “i know that sounds kinda odd, but i didn’t want to go through your stuff without your permission.” he exhaled.

“who are you?”

“im bucky,” he smiled, “who are you?”

“i’m y/n.” she stood up to grab the water from bucky’s hands in the front seat, finding herself sprawled over his car, “sorry.”

“it’s ok,” bucky set the things down to help her get back up, “it happens.”

she grabbed the water, downing it in one go.

“can i go home?” y/n asked.

“yeah yeah, i’ll take you,” bucky said, helping her stand up to get to the front.

you grabbed the seatbelt, eager to get home. you had a little bit of trouble crossing it over you. you turned to push the buckle in and faced bucky. his lips were up against yours before you knew it. you pushed him off as quickly as you could.

“what the fuck are you doing?” you exclaimed, your hand on the door handle.

“i-i ugh, i thought that was what the vibe was,” he stammered, i guess he was drunk enough to do that.

“well you thought wrong.” you slammed the door and stormed off. every boy was the same, they all thought the world revolved around them and that everyone wants to kiss them. fucking men.

you called an uber and rode back home. you fell to your bed, falling asleep before your head even hit the pillow.

—

“funny.” he looked you right in the eye, “i don’t remember ever trying to do that. usually they do it first,” he remarked with a smirk.

you pressed your lips into a line at his words. fucking men.

you turned around going back to try and find your sister, only to be lost in the crowd.

“a little lost?” a voice said behind you. you recognized it. natasha. oh shit.

“what the fuck are you doing here?” you turned around to face her.

“your sister invited me,” she said with a soft smile. fucking fake ass, “i thought i’d drop by to congratulate her and say hi to you.”

“oh.”

“i’m guessing you didn’t tell her i… well, you know,” she said, taking a step closer to you.

“oh. yeah, i didn’t think she needed to know that much. plus she was super stressed with the wedding details and…” you trailed off, realizing you were telling your whole life to the person you wish never knew you at all.

“i guess you’re still the same kind of person you always were,” she reached her hand out to touch your face.

you let her touch your face, and that small part of you that missed her started to take over.

“you know i think about you every day. i miss you, and i wish i never fucked up what we had…” you moved closer to her the slightest bit. she pulled your lips to hers. she tasted like regret and cherries. she pulled you into the closest bathroom, pressing you against the wall. you pushed off of her to take a deep breath, only to dive back into the bittersweet kiss. finally, you pulled away, a longing desire for more in your eyes. you blinked rapidly, realizing what had happened, “i wish i never met you,” you whispered, natasha close enough to hear it.

this fucking sucked.

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[you-aremy-sunshine]

10 things i hate about you — b.b.

summary: you have met this man once in your life, at a bar after you passed out. and the second time you meet him it definitely is less pleasant. thankfully you never ever have to see him again. except now you are forced on a plane with him to the mediterranean because the tickets are non-refundable. fuck this.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

a/n: omg i've been writing this for so long i'm so glad i get to share it with you. theres going to be 10 chapters and a few bonus blurbs and social media thingys. i'm so glad to be back &lt;3

p.s.: the chapter names are based off of the movie "ten things i hate about you"

[reason #1 - i hate the way you talk to me]

[reason #2 - i hate the way you cut your hair]

[reason #3 - i hate it when you drive my car]

[reason #4 - i hate it when you stare]

[reason #5 - i hate your big dumb combat boots]

[reason #6 - i hate the way you read my mind]

[reason #7 - i hate the way you're always right]

[reason #8 - i hate it when you lie]

[reason #9 - i hate it when you make me laugh]

[reason #10 - i hate it when you're not around]

[i hate the way i don't hate you. not even close... not even a little bit... not even at all.]

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hello

hi

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[you-aremy-sunshine]

Hii I recently read Pink poison and I loved it so much it's so beautiful hope you continue writing it.💕

god i think is from so long ago, but thank you so much!! i'm really glad ur enjoying it :)

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Pass the happy! 🌻 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to the to 10 of the last people in your notifications

okok

my dog

my friends

summer

the beach

good hair/makeup days

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