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oneofstarkskids · 3 days
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oh would you look at that. my eyes are leaking acid rain 🙂
the lost boys chapter.
okay. this is going to be very off the cuff because i am an emotional wreck after the tortured poets department so just bear with me. but i've always had such a soft spot for peter pan. like there's such an ache for the boy who never grew up and the girl that waited until she had to grow up. there's just something about being doomed by the narrative, being doomed by fate.
have you ever heard the tale of the sun and the moon? they're lovers that were never meant to be. so they've spent all of time chasing after each other, only ever catching glimpses of their beloved, waiting for those fleeting moments when they finally cross paths once in a hopeless while.
you're supposed to live by the sun, love by the moon. that the dreams we yearn for are not always the realities that are meant to be.
now imagine, you met bucky when in bucharest. like the sun and the moon crossing paths, you were only meant for that one moment in time. it doesn't matter how hard he tries to hold onto the days when you were his.
when he leaves, he promises he'll come back for you. just like you promise you'll wait for him.
you hold onto that promise. you hold onto it every time you get a glimpse of the moon that you hold dear. you burn a candle each and every night, hoping you'll light the path back home for him. but you can only dream so long. your lantern burns out. your feet hit the ground.
when he comes back, you're different than the person he once knew. the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light. she sits in her home, the lantern is out, but a wedding ring gleams in the fire place roaring in the living room. the shelf life of those fantasies has expired.
he looks in your window, hoping your eyes will meet. and they do, for one last time, you open your window for him. in the dead of night, he whispers, "you said you were gonna wait for me."
"and you said you were gonna come find me."
then the window shuts for the very last time. and promises, as wide and unwavering as the night sky, were never meant to be kept.
or you know, something like that.
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oneofstarkskids · 3 days
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I hate it here is for all the girlies who grew up reading books as a precocious child and dreamt of worlds that exist only in a sophisticated imagination, for the girls who live in delusions
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oneofstarkskids · 3 days
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saturn
pairings: bucky barnes x reader
summary: bucky just likes to spoil his doll. you shouldn't expect any less on date night
genre: do you even have to ask anymore? ofc it's fluff
*not my gif*
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it was your favorite night of the week. date night. you and bucky promised to spend one night a week just for yourselves. no missions, no avengers, just the two of you.
you would switch off planning every other week. today it was bucky's turn, and he always had the most romantic ideas.
you always loved spending time with bucky, but you especially needed it today. you felt inexplicably exhausted and wanted nothing more than sweet kisses and soft whispers from your blue eyed soldier.
his hands were resting on your hips and he had this teasing grin that told you he was up to something. "sam's letting us borrow his truck and it's already packed up."
you arched a brow, "how long are we going to be gone?" he kisses your forehead, "just for the night. don't worry, doll. i've got everything under control."
his words melted your heart and a smile spread across your lips instantly. "you can't tell me anything? not even an itty bitty clue?" you asked with a pout.
he gave you a stern look, "no, because that would ruin the surprise."
you groaned, but bucky just wrapped you in his arms and kissed all over your face, "you can wait a couple hours. trust me, it'll be worth it."
you grinned and shook your head, but you believed him.
he set you down carefully, "now go pack an overnight, so we can get out of here." you laughed and started walking away, but jumped as you felt bucky slap your ass. you turned around and shot him a glare.
the drive down was long and unfamiliar. you practically sighed in relief when bucky finally stopped the vehicle and turned off the engine.
you stepped out to stretch your legs and look around, but there was nothing to see. nothing but miles of fields and distant trees.
"hey, bucky?" you shouted to him as he got out too.
"yeah?" he shouted back, digging in the cargo bed for something.
"did you drag me out here to murder me?" you joke bluntly.
you turn to meet his disappointed scowl. "really?" he asks as you walk towards him.
you laugh, "i'm kidding! but seriously, what are we doing all the way out here?
bucky starts unfolding blankets and making a pallet in the back of the truck, "well, ever since we watched the one movie about the girl who falls in love with the boy but doesn't tell him she's dying, you haven't stopped talking about how romantic star-gazing is. so..."
he pulls out a large telescope and has the cutest grin on his face. you can hardly contain your excitement, "bucky! that's so sweet!" he gently sets the device down before you run into his arms.
"anything for you, doll face," he chuckles and places a kiss on your temple.
you help him finish setting the scene before laying in his arms and talking for a couple of hours. and of course, he brought snacks. could he be anymore perfect?
once it finally gets dark enough for you to see the stars, you look up in awe. you'd lost complete track of time with bucky. he stands up in the bed of the truck and reaches for your hand to lift you to your feet.
bucky brings you close and positions the telescope just right for you. he stands right up against you as you gaze at the sparkling sky. every now and then you'll ask him about a constellation and he'll look at this book that he brought along to give you the answers.
one could say it was the perfect date, but what really made it perfect was him.
a/n: i low key rushed the ending but its fiiiine. it's 4 am, give me a break.
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oneofstarkskids · 3 days
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fresh out the slammer
pairings: steve randle x reader
summary: steve's gotten himself into trouble... again. but it's alright, cause he knows who his first call will be to.
a/n: not my usual fandom, but you can hardly blame me.
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you had planned for a quiet evening full of studying for an upcoming test, but when you're dating steve randle there is no such thing as a quiet evening. your rotary phone rang loudly from it's place on your desk, scaring you half to death.
you jumped up from your bed and reached for the device. breathlessly, you held it up to your face, "hello?"
on the other end was that charming voice, smooth as butter, "hey darlin'." you couldn't stop the smirk that tugged at your lips, and thank god he couldn't see it.
"steve randle! do you know what time it is?"
steve chuckled on the other end, "yeah. sorry to bother you, sweets, but i need your help."
worry suddenly washed over you and your brain went through every possible scenario, "are you okay?"
steve thought it was cute how concerned you sounded, "i'm alright. i just need you to come pick me up."
you frowned. pick him up? steve had his own car, so why would he need to be picked up? "from where?" you asked curiously.
"me, dally and two-bit are kinda in the slammer..."
you were furious. why would this man think it would be a good idea to call you? he knew exactly what you thought of his talent to get himself in trouble.
nonetheless, you loved him. sometimes you wondered why. so, you made your way over to the curtis' place to tell sodapop what happened.
he wasn't all that surprised. he just grabbed his coat and you caught a ride with him over to the station.
soda filled out some paperwork as you talked to an officer. "no chargers were pressed so bail's not an issue, but this will go on their records."
you gave him a tight lipped smile, "thank you, officer." he led you down the hall towards the holding cells.
dallas was sitting on the floor with one of his legs propped up, looking bruised and pissed off as ever.
two-bit, who hardly had a scratch, was standing against the wall with his arms crossed.
and then there was yours, standing the closest to the bars with an apologetic smile on his face as soon he saw you.
the officer unlocked the cell and the boys slowly walked out one by one. you didn't say anything, just gave them all a stern look and walked back the way you'd come.
they followed a bit behind, but steve hurried to catch up to you, "baby, i'm real sorry."
you tried to ignore him, but he was persistent, "not here, steve." by the time you guys had gotten back, soda had finished all the paperwork and you were free to go.
soda, two, and dally went straight to the car but you paused, "stevie and i are gonna walk home. thanks for the ride."
steve pouted, "but i'm tired." you shot him a glare. you were not going to put up with his whining right now.
soda nodded in acknowledgment and drove off with the others.
the two of you walked for a bit until you felt like you were far enough from the police station to kick his ass.
"what did you do this time?" you asked in annoyance. steve placed his hands on your arms, "it wasn't my fault, darlin'! those soc's were fixin' for a fight."
you scoffed, "then that's something you have in common."
steve shook his head, "wasn't like that. we were smoking outside the dingo and they roll up in their fancy mustangs with some kinda grudge."
steve wouldn't lie to you and you knew that, so it didn't take long for your anger to fizzle.
"i really wish you wouldn't get yourself in these situations," you sighed as you eyed his scrapes and bruises.
"you don't gotta worry about me. i can handle my own," he smirks and pulls you closer by your waist.
you rolled your eyes lovingly, "i know you can. sometimes i just wish you wouldn't."
steve shook his head, trying to understand what you meant, "and run away? no way. those stuck up soc's get what's comin' to them. i'm never gonna stop fighting, baby. i can't. not after everything they done."
and for a moment his macho exterior fades and you see the tears shimmering in his eyes.
"stevie, you know i love you, right?" you ask with a soft smile on your face.
he smiles back, but it quickly turns into a smirk, "does that mean i get a kiss?"
your laughter fills the night air, "not with that busted lip."
you turn to continue walking but steve, who now has a taste for revenge, comes running up behind you and swings you off your feet.
you helplessly protest so he puts you down, but he doesn't let you walk away just yet.
swiftly, he grabs your hand and spins you to face him before planting his lips on yours.
despite the fuss you had made, you kiss him back with just as much fervor.
as soon as the kiss is over his expression turns very serious, "i still can't believe you had soda leave us here to walk home."
he curses from the sting of your playful slap.
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oneofstarkskids · 5 days
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Y/N: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.
Bucky: That's great, Y/N. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.
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"Who's afraid of little old me?"
"You should be"
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oneofstarkskids · 6 days
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vulnerable
emo!wanda maximoff x reader
fluff
inspired by me sobbing over ttpd fr
summary: reader is listening to music and wanda wants to know what all the fuss is about
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wanda was trying to mind her own business, but as she walked past your room she heard a light sniffle.
not too loud, but just audible enough for her to become concerned. she stopped in her tracks and pressed her ear up against your door.
there it was again. the softest of shuttering sighs. wanda decided to knock. she called your name, a hint of worry evident in her tone.
you carefully opened the door. your tears had clearly been hurriedly wiped away and your eyelashes stuck together in places.
"yes?" you asked as you desperately hoped she couldn't hear your voice shaking.
wanda looked into your eyes for a moment, not knowing what to say or do. she hadn't planned this far ahead. "uh- are you alright?"
you let out an embarrassed chuckle, "yeah i'm fine."
wanda's brows knit together, "but you were crying."
you held up one of your airpods, "it was just this song i was listening to."
wanda tilted her head slightly in confusion. she'd never cried over a song before and she couldn't imagine how something as simple as music could make you feel this way.
when she didn't move, you assumed there was only one thing left to do, "do you wanna listen?"
wanda didn't know what exactly you were listening to, but she didn't care. she was always up to spend time with you. she nodded and let her expression soften a bit.
you handed the airpod to her and shut the door behind her as she made her way into your bedroom. you quickly swiped your phone out of your pocket, laid down on your bed, and hit unpause.
wanda tucked her hair behind her ear and listened to the music attentively. as she began to process the words, she turned to look at you. she pulled the device away from her ear, "why do you listen to this?"
"what do you mean?" you asked, slightly offended.
"it's so sad," wanda deadpanned.
you nodded slowly, "well...i guess it just kind of speaks to me in a way. does that make sense? like- i can't always find the words to describe how i feel, so these songs say it for me. it feels like someone seeing the most vulnerable part of your soul and validating your every thought."
you didn't even notice wanda was grinning until you were done talking. "what?" you laughed.
wanda caught her bottom lip between her teeth and shook her head, "nothing."
you searched her face for a moment, trying to find answers, but you got nothing. so you decided to just close your eyes and feel the music.
a couple of minutes passed by and you felt wanda's soft fingers intertwine with your own. you were surprised and almost opened your eyes, but you were afraid it would ruin the moment and she'd pull her hand away.
instead, you just held on tightly to her as if you may never touch her again. and with her laying so close to you, and the sweetest melody ringing in your ears, you hoped and prayed that someday she might feel the same way you did.
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oneofstarkskids · 9 days
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Imagine reader high as a kite after a minor surgery or something, still coming down from the anesthesia. He's taken you home and set up camp in the living room, setting out an array of snacks for you, happy to take care of you in your loopy state. You watch him with complete heart eyes while he fusses about, getting you a blanket and fluffing pillows. He is swiftly interrupted when you suddenly grab his wrist and tug him to sit.
"Doll, is everything alri-"
"James"
"Yes?"
"Where are the others" You ask very seriously, looking deep into his eyes. You grab his face, squishing his cheeks into a pout while he cocks his head in confusion because who else were you looking for.
"James"
"Yes"
"The others"
"What are you talking about doll?" Bucky bites back a laugh when you huff, over his confusion.
"Jamessss"
"That's my name, baby" Bucky coos, letting the hamster in your brain trudge along while you knit your brows in confusion. He brings his hand to gently stroke your hair but you swat it away and hold his cheeks again.
"You just one Jame. A Jame. How can you be a James when there is just one of you. To be James there must me two. At least"
"Two of me?"
"Two of you. then Jamessss makes sense" You nod, flopping over and curling up in the sheet he'd tucked you in. "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts" You mumble to yourself, staring a your crotch, already moving past the issue of Bucky being just one Jame.
"Darling, you don't have-
"Big ones, small ones, I'd like to give you some head"
"What"
"What" You blinked and Bucky blinked right back, the two of you unmoving until he heard your stomach grumble. He got up and grab a few of the fruit he'd cut up for you.
"She's a pervert even when she's high" Bucky sighed to himself, knowing you were staring at his ass based on the snickers you were trying to keep down as he bent over to get the plate.
"You've got a lovely bunch of coconuts"
"Doll-
"There they are, all hanging nice n' low"
"Doll-
"Big ones, full ones, Jame, take me to bed"
"What"
"What"
Also here are the original lines of that poor song I keep debauching
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts There they are, all standing in a row Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head
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oneofstarkskids · 11 days
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oneofstarkskids · 13 days
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THEY'RE SO CUTE
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✨ I love you in every universe ✨ . . Just Lokius as fluffy cats 💕
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oneofstarkskids · 13 days
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Let Me Help You
Pairing: Grumpy!Bucky Barnes x Sunshine!Reader Bucky Barnes Masterlist | Grumpy Sunshine Series
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You knew something was off with Bucky the moment he came home. He kept rubbing his left shoulder, a deep grimace on his face.
You asked him what was wrong and he brushed it off saying it was just a tough mission. You didn't want to push him, so you let it go. You curled into his side on the couch, reading a book as he played with your hair.
And then he winced. Once. Twice. You've just about had it when he winces again. For the third time.
You snap your book shut. "Alright, that's it!"
"What?"
"Take off your shirt," you order.
Bucky quirks an eyebrow, a smirk slightly tugging at the corner of his mouth, "Really?"
"What? No!" You playfully swat his chest. "You're obviously in pain!"
“Aw…” Bucky dismissively waves his hand at you. "It's not that bad."
"It's been bugging you since you got back."
"I just overdid it a little. I'm fine." Even as the words leave his mouth, you can tell he's fighting back another wince.
"It's hard to see you like this."
"It's fine."
"It's not fine!" you insist. "I know you don't like other people seeing your arm, and I know you've said no to trying physical therapy, so if you're not going to go ask for help then just let me try to help you. Please?"
He deeply sighs, but considering that even the small rise and fall of his shoulders is sending pain radiating all through his shoulder, he's pretty sure he does need your help. "Fine..."
Your fingers trail over the metal plate holding his arm in place. As you flip the release trigger, he grits his teeth, a huff of relief leaving his lips as the vibranium arm detaches from the joint.
"Baby..." Your voice wavers slightly. It makes you want to cry for him. "It's really swollen. This had to have been bothering you."
"I'm used to it," he grumbles.
Your heart clenches for him. That was the problem. He was used to it. Far too used to pain. Far too used to dealing with it on his own. "I'm gonna go grab you some ice."
You return with an ice pack in hand moments later. He hisses as the coolness presses against his scarred flesh.
"You okay?"
"Yeah," he nods. "Thank you."
"All I did was grab an ice pack."
He grabs your unoccupied hand, kissing your palm, "No, thank you for caring. Sometimes, I forget that I'm not alone anymore."
"You'll never be alone. Not as long as I'm here." You press a gentle, feather light kiss to his shoulder, "From now on, promise you'll tell me when your arm's bothering you?"
He hums as your hand gently kneads his shoulder blade, soothing away the radiating ache and pain, "I promise."
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oneofstarkskids · 14 days
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isn't the world amazing. full of wonder. there's bisexuals
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oneofstarkskids · 17 days
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clark kent is a farm boy from kansas. his favorite genre of music is country songs where women kill their asshole husbands. i don't make the rules
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oneofstarkskids · 18 days
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it's not your fault.
pairings: carol danver x fury!reader
genre: angst + some fluff
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you're standing in the compound with your arms crossed. your mind is racing. it won't stop.
you can't stop picturing it all. the ash blowing in the wind. the screams and cries for help. so many people that just...vanished. and your father was one of them.
"where's fury?" the voice broke you from your haze. you turned around slowly, meeting the soft brown eyes of captain marvel herself.
you'd never personally met her and your father hardly ever mentioned her, so seeing her standing two feet away from you was a bit of a shock.
she was beautiful.
natasha spoke for you, knowing you were having a hard time. "he's gone. with the rest of them," she assumed carol knew what she meant. everyone knew.
there wasn't a single person in this room who hadn't lost someone. carol blinked back tears and took a deep breath, "what can i do?"
she seemed determined to help. to try and fix it somehow. you turned back towards the hologram of your father with a sullen expression.
you knew there was nothing she could do. he was gone. the man that raised you and trained you and taught you to be the strong, courageous woman you were today.
at some point everyone had left the room. everyone except carol. you were stunned to see her standing so close, you must've dissociated for a moment.
"how did you know him?" she asked, eyes on his pixelated face. you furrowed your brows and cleared throat before speaking, "he's my dad."
her head snapped in your direction and her mouth hung open ever so slightly in disbelief, "i didn't know fury had a daughter."
you laughed half heartedly, "yup. he was a very secretive man, wasn't he?"
she nodded, trying to wrap her mind around the situation still.
"i just can't believe he's gone," your voice broke and unwanted tears poured down your cheeks.
carol didn't know what to do. she wasn't the best at comforting people or even dealing with her own emotions.
"i'm sorry," you said as you wiped away at your face. she shook her head and suddenly it came naturally.
she wrapped her arms around you and held you tightly against her. "hey, it's not your fault." she whispered, which only made you cry harder.
you felt like a disappointment. your father was dead and there was nothing you could do to save him. bullshit. you didn't even try.
she stroked the back of your head carefully, "it's going to be okay." you sniffled and pulled away from the hug.
"do you know what the last thing i said to him was?" carol waited, understanding that the question was more rhetorical. "i told him that he was a selfish man. that he was more concerned about being director of shield than he ever was my father," you confessed.
carol still had her hands on your shoulders as if it was the only thing keeping you stable.
"and is that true?" she asked. you looked down, "it doesn't matter. i was angry and i didn't mean it. and had i known-" you paused to keep the tears from coming back up.
carol cupped your face in her hands and made you look her in the eye. "listen to me." you looked up at her. "i will get him back. i promise."
and maybe it was your desperation for any sign of hope or the ever so authoritative and optimistic way she said it, but you believed her.
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oneofstarkskids · 18 days
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i can teach you
pairings: bucky barnes x reader
summary: a first kiss can be a little nerve-racking. maybe bucky can help.
era: 40s bucky
genre: fluff, so much fluff
*not my gif*
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bucky had asked you out on a date a month ago and things were going well so far. the only problem was that you had yet to kiss him. i mean, you wanted to and he definitely tried, but every time he got too close you made up an excuse.
you liked bucky, like a lot, but you almost felt intimidated by him. not his personality or anything, but his experience. there were rumors that he'd kissed almost every girl in your class. you on the other hand...
you had virgin lips, to put it simply. and it wasn't like you weren't ever going to kiss someone, but when you did you wanted it to be special.
you tried to plan out how it should go in your head. something romantic. the two of you would lock eyes, lean in, and fireworks. that seemed easy enough.
but you got in your head about it and ended up smacking your forehead against his. he cursed and backed away.
"i'm so sorry! this is so embarrassing."
you buried your face in your hands, because maybe if you couldn't see him then he couldn't see you either.
bucky just shrugged, "it's fine, but..."
you tilted your head questioningly as he took a moment to gather his words.
"i just sometimes get the feeling that you don't wanna kiss me," he said quietly. it was the first time you'd ever seen him that... small. bucky was usually charming and took command of every room he walked into, but right now he just looked and felt powerless.
you stood there stunned, only unintentionally feeding into bucky's insecurities. but you didn't know what you could say. what girl didn't want to kiss james buchanan barnes?
"bucky, of course i want to kiss you." you admitted. he glanced up at you hopefully.
"and i know i act dumb and do things like accidentally headbutt you, but it's because i really like you and i've never kissed anyone before," your voice trailed off a bit at the end, but bucky heard every word.
he gave you a reassuring smile and put a hand on your waist, "all you had to do was say." and suddenly his confident charm reappeared, "i can teach you."
you gazed into his icy blue eyes as he gently placed his other hand under your chin. the way he was looking at you almost made your knees buckle.
"close your eyes," he whispered. you closed them slowly as your heart continued to race.
you were nervous with anticipation but when you felt his lips against yours, your mind went empty. no thoughts. just bucky's hand on your waist. and bucky's lips flush against yours. and bucky's beating heart beneath the palm of your hand.
it all seemed so simple after that. you just let your body take control and bucky would gently guide you if he needed. at some point, the bell for classes rang but neither of you moved.
when you finally pulled away, you could hardly breathe. you looked up at bucky to find him already admiring you. you quickly turned away and blushed making bucky laugh and throw his arm around you. "c'mon, doll. let's get you to class. can't have people thinking i'm ruining your squeaky clean reputation."
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oneofstarkskids · 19 days
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AWEEEE IT'S CUTE 🤧
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oneofstarkskids · 22 days
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i can teach you
pairings: bucky barnes x reader
summary: a first kiss can be a little nerve-racking. maybe bucky can help.
era: 40s bucky
genre: fluff, so much fluff
*not my gif*
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bucky had asked you out on a date a month ago and things were going well so far. the only problem was that you had yet to kiss him. i mean, you wanted to and he definitely tried, but every time he got too close you made up an excuse.
you liked bucky, like a lot, but you almost felt intimidated by him. not his personality or anything, but his experience. there were rumors that he'd kissed almost every girl in your class. you on the other hand...
you had virgin lips, to put it simply. and it wasn't like you weren't ever going to kiss someone, but when you did you wanted it to be special.
you tried to plan out how it should go in your head. something romantic. the two of you would lock eyes, lean in, and fireworks. that seemed easy enough.
but you got in your head about it and ended up smacking your forehead against his. he cursed and backed away.
"i'm so sorry! this is so embarrassing."
you buried your face in your hands, because maybe if you couldn't see him then he couldn't see you either.
bucky just shrugged, "it's fine, but..."
you tilted your head questioningly as he took a moment to gather his words.
"i just sometimes get the feeling that you don't wanna kiss me," he said quietly. it was the first time you'd ever seen him that... small. bucky was usually charming and took command of every room he walked into, but right now he just looked and felt powerless.
you stood there stunned, only unintentionally feeding into bucky's insecurities. but you didn't know what you could say. what girl didn't want to kiss james buchanan barnes?
"bucky, of course i want to kiss you." you admitted. he glanced up at you hopefully.
"and i know i act dumb and do things like accidentally headbutt you, but it's because i really like you and i've never kissed anyone before," your voice trailed off a bit at the end, but bucky heard every word.
he gave you a reassuring smile and put a hand on your waist, "all you had to do was say." and suddenly his confident charm reappeared, "i can teach you."
you gazed into his icy blue eyes as he gently placed his other hand under your chin. the way he was looking at you almost made your knees buckle.
"close your eyes," he whispered. you closed them slowly as your heart continued to race.
you were nervous with anticipation but when you felt his lips against yours, your mind went empty. no thoughts. just bucky's hand on your waist. and bucky's lips flush against yours. and bucky's beating heart beneath the palm of your hand.
it all seemed so simple after that. you just let your body take control and bucky would gently guide you if he needed. at some point, the bell for classes rang but neither of you moved.
when you finally pulled away, you could hardly breathe. you looked up at bucky to find him already admiring you. you quickly turned away and blushed causing him to laugh and throw his arm around you.
"c'mon, doll. let's get you to class. can't have people thinking i'm ruining your squeaky clean reputation."
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