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loverofthefiction · 6 years

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Late Night Sweatshirts

Summary: Bucky hides his favorite sweatshirts until one late night.

Bucky x reader

Word Count: 1523

Warnings: soooo much fluff, angst if you squint

Authors’ Note: I promised something other than supernatural and here it is! I hope I wrote Bucky well, I really tried. Um I’ll take any constructive criticism (plz gimme sum). I have some Peter Parker stuff in my drafts too so stay tuned. And finally, requests are now open but they’ll probably be awful. Anyway, that’s all from me, I hope you enjoy!

Bucky Barnes was a very tough man. His hands were calloused and his face was mostly always stern. He didn’t like to hang out with other people, and he spent his days in solitude at the gym.

But he still liked to wind down at the end of a long day.

His favorite thing to do in the world was wear baggy and soft sweatshirts (that he kept deeply hidden in his underwear drawer) in the dark of the night when no one was awake. It was a coping mechanism; it made him feel safe after most of his life was spent on the edge of paranoia and death. Safety was something he strived to feel every day and the sweatshirts definitely helped.

He snuck them into the laundry and retrieved them from the dryer right before anyone ever even noticed them in the load.

That was until you joined the team.

You were very hands on when it came to chores, which was on the qualities he loved the most about you. You always offered to make dinner for everyone or clean the bathrooms. Knowing that the place you lived in was clean and everyone was happy because of it relaxed you. Of course Tony had made it clear that you didn’t have to do it, the maids he hired would take care of it, but you insisted and eventually he gave up trying.

Everyone appreciated your enthusiasm, and definitely gave you much to do on your down days. All except for Bucky of course. He felt weird having people do things for him (especially you after he came to the conclusion that he harbored a crush on you), he didn’t think he deserved it after all he’s done. You gave him his space, not wanting to creep him out by asking to clean his clothes so often.

It was late one night after a successful but tough mission when he realized that he only really had one clean sweatshirt left, and he would have to wash them soon. He didn’t want anyone to realize that he wore them, it would be too embarrassing; the big and bad Winter Soldier wearing baggy and soft sweatshirts in order to survive simple nights.

Of course, he knew that he would have to wash them eventually, he just had to do it during the night (by hand of course, he still preferred it to the overrated machines).

The next day, at almost two in the morning, he snuck off his floor and into the laundry room, which was located near the kitchen. He took a basket of sweatshirts and got to work on washing them, making sure he got out the random stains. After an hour or so of scrubbing them, he placed the wet clothes back into the basket, and grabbed enough clothes pins for every shirt. He walked back into his room, making sure no one was around. He pinned the shirts onto a makeshift clothesline on his balcony, his metal arm gleaming under the moon and city lights.

Sighing, he glanced at the clock. The whole ordeal had left him feeling very productive, and he somehow knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep, his fingers itching to clean something else. He left his room once again with a new basket of laundry he had to do, this time wanting to experiment with the machine instead of doing it by hand. He set the washer to the right time and poured the adequate amount of detergent into it.

At this point, he had been feeling very thirsty and decided that a nice cup of hot chocolate would be ideal. He turned towards the door and stopped when he saw you entering the laundry room.

“Hey,” your soft voice said curiously, the bags under your eyes making it evident that you were tired.

“Hey,” he replied, his heart still beating very fast. “Why are you up? It’s pretty late.”

“I could ask you the same question,” you chuckled. “I couldn’t sleep, so I came to make myself a cup of tea and I saw that the light was on in here.”

“Oh,” he scratched the back of his neck. “I was just doing some laundry.”

“I can see that,” you smiled tiredly.

“Do you want some hot chocolate instead? I think I still remember my mom’s recipe.”

“That sounds a lot better actually, thank you.”

You both walked into the kitchen, your bare feet padding against the tile of the floor, and he grabbed two mugs from the top shelf.

The silence between you was enough to make anyone uncomfortable, but you both didn’t mind it actually. Bucky was a closed off man in nature, and you adapted well to his quietness (which you preferred over accidentally stuttering out your words in front of him).

“Why couldn’t you sleep, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Another nightmare,” you stated. “But it’s ok, I’m used to the insomnia by now.” You gave a sad smile, knowing he would understand.

“You know, you can always come to me when you have nightmares,” he offered. “My door’s always open if you ever want to talk about them.”

“Thanks, that’s really nice of you.” He simply responded in a rare smile and poured the finished hot chocolate into your mug, finishing it off with a generous pile of whipped cream.

“Can I ask you a question?” Bucky said while he looked down at the mug in his hand.

“Shoot.”

“Why do you like chores so much? I mean, ever since you joined, that’s all I’ve seen you do. You never go out drinking like the others do.” He pursed his lips, waiting for your response.

“Well, it relaxes me. Everyone has their own little coping mechanism, cleaning is just the one I prefer. It makes me feel productive and my brain decides that the task at hand needs more attention than the thoughts in my head.”

“Ok,” he pursed his lips again, “sorry I’ve just had that question in my head a lot lately.”

“Why’s that?”

“I don’t know, my mind goes crazy at night. I usually have my shirts but those don’t work when I think about--” his eyes widened at his confession.

“What shirts?” you asked, confused over his statement.

“I have a couple sweatshirts that make me feel safe whenever I wear them,” he sighed and closed his eyes in anticipation for the laughter that would come with his admission.

But the laughter never came.

“That’s really nice, I’m sorry I never asked about how you were dealing with everything,” you said softly.

“You think it’s nice?”

“Of course. I mean I’m the clean freak, I don’t think I’m allowed to judge other people’s coping methods,” you chuckled.

“I don’t think you’re a clean freak, Y/N.”

“You think about me a lot, Barnes?” Your eyes widened slightly in surprise as soon as the words left your mouth, your cheeks glowing red even in the dimness of the kitchen.

“I do actually,” he looked down, his own cheeks starting to tint at his boldness.

“Wait, really?” you asked. When he didn’t respond you knew that he was embarrassed at his declaration. You set down your mug and uttered, “I think about you a lot, too.”

His eyes snapped to yours and the expression on face could only be described as a mixture of shock, happiness, and relief.

“You’re not messing with me, are you?” his voice was shaky and his eyes showed a tinge of fear and worry.

“Of course not, I would never lie about my feelings. They’re too strong to hide anyway, I’m surprised I hadn’t given myself away until now,” you admitted awkwardly. He took your hands and stared into your eyes, sincerity pooled into them and you knew you were definitely in deep.

He cupped your cheek, and leaned in slowly. You swallowed hard, not believing that you were this close. You could feel him holding his breath when your lips finally touched. He poured everything he felt into it, all his fears, all his hopes, everything he had. You responded quickly and placed one hand onto his neck, the other on his shoulder. Your lips danced in a perfect synchronization, as if they were made for each other. The feeling of butterflies in your stomach was made obsolete from the sensation of his lips on yours.

You reluctantly pulled away when both your lungs had been burning from the lack of oxygen. He panted as he looked at your swollen lips and muzzled hair, knowing that he sported the same disheveled look.

“Wow,” you gasped.

“I could say the same to you.”

Bucky Barnes was a very tough man. But around you, he grew soft. His calloused hands were feather like whenever he touched you, and his face displayed a grin at all times. He now spent his days following you around like a lost puppy.

But you couldn’t complain, because now you both shared the same sweatshirts that he had kept a secret for so long.

Sure, they made him feel safe.

But you made him feel loved.

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osetljiv · 4 years

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hi i am doing this solely for myself/my own records so please feel free to ignore!!!!!! i wanted to challenge myself by making a top 10 albums list from the last decade - it was rly difficult because my ass truly cannot cut things down and be decisive, but here it is!

i know many ppl r not into this kinda thing, but i really really love symbolic gestures - i love the idea that a new year (or a new decade!) can wipe ur slate clean, can give u a chance to be hopeful and excited and look forward to things - i hate change and i hate endings but the one good thing to come of them are beginnings! i love new starts, i love freshness, i love blank slates. i know that the end of the year/decade is arbitrary and doesn’t rly mean anything in the long run but....... it is important and super special to me!!!

i’m really not good with words/proper descriptions of the music itself, so i mainly just describe memories/associations i make to the albums, so don’t expect a proper music critic’s review or anything LOL… i am also not ranking by objective quality, but influence - these r the albums that personally made the biggest impact on me since 2010. i started off the decade age 13 and finished it in 2019 at age 23..... so clearly that is a very big difference in stages of life!!! i completed my teenage years, graduated from elementary school, high school & university.... i went thru many different friend groups, many different personality changes...... several big life events occurred…. many many hours were spent listening to music. and now i’m here!

my only rules were 1. had to be on repeat for a significant amount of time, 2. preferably only one album per artist (to force me to pick between them), and 3. i had to consistently listen to the album as a whole (as opposed to just a few songs out of it)...... some of my fav songs in the world aren’t on these albums bc they were either released before 2010 or i didn’t listen to the rest of the album except for a handful of songs (as is usually the case for me). so the albums on this list are markers in my life, and i could (and did!) listen to them front and back. and ALSO they are not ranked from 1-10...... it was literally difficult enough choosing just 10 and i truly would not survive having to rank them as well. in release date order, here they are!!!!!

owen pallett - heartland (jan 12th, 2010)

okay i know i just said i wouldn’t rank these but........... well this one is #1 regardless lol!!! the rest are not in any sort of order but this one has to be first (and how lucky that it was released first too!!!) this is the most important/special album to me in the world - it’s the first album released by my favourite musician under his real name, it has some of my most favourite songs of all time on it - it’s probably the first album in my life that i loved and listened to as a whole! when I was younger i never used to have favourite singers or favourite writers or favourite artists - i would have one favourite song/book/painting but never look into the creator’s other work, never had any interest in organizing things that way. but this is the first time i thought - “i adore this song..... and i adore all the other songs this person makes.... so i guess i like this whole album?” not to mention it’s a whole story and world - heartland tells a whole fable and sounds so beautiful doing so. owen was also the first concert i’ve ever been to! he is so beautiful and wonderful and this album is perfect and has my heart and can do no wrong! and as a plus it was released right at the beginning of 2010 so it truly started off the decade and set the pace. i really don’t know what else to say! heartland was a constant throughout the last ten years - i can’t tie it to one specific moment or feeling the way i can with the other albums. this one was really just the background of my whole adolescence, i guess, and i’ll love owen and this album forever!!!! love love love

gorillaz - plastic beach (march 3, 2010)

i honestly didn’t listen to this album as a whole until the summer after grade 11/before grade 12 when i had to take summer school for math bc i failed (first class i had ever failed :’)!!) and needed the credit for my grade 12 courses (many of which i ended up failing anyway lol) BUT i still had hope at this point so this summer wasn’t that bad..... i remember i had to buy my own bus pass for the summer w my own work money for the first time and walk to the mall bus stop every day all summer to take the city bus downtown to the highschool that used to b a prison (RIP, it got torn down this year) to take summer math from 8-3, 5 days a wk. i loved those classes surprisingly? i remember that summer i dressed so cute every day, i would wear my extra ass dresses and knee high socks and do my hair all cute...... i’d steal my mom’s old lady sweaters w mini skirts and make my own coffee to bring w me and felt so adult..... i didn’t make any friends bc i thought they were all too cool but later learned that the girls in class rly liked me and remembered me the next year when i’d see them at their highschool when visiting for a trivia tournament (don’t judge!!!!) also the first time i got hit on bc a 30 yr old man in my class somehow got my email from the teacher and sent me a creepy email asking me out and i was too scared to go to school the next day lol..... truly feels surreal. but yes i would listen to this album (and demon dayz!) on repeat cuz i found the full albums uploaded to youtube so i remember i would just listen to the entire album all the way thru for the duration of the bus ride while looking out the window and daydreaming bc i couldn’t skip any songs and I couldn’t go on my phone bc the music only plays if u keep the youtube app open…. so it’s hard to listen to the songs individually now because i just picture the transitions every time!

caribou - swim (april 20, 2010)

this was my summer between grade 8 - grade 9! up until this point i only had a handful of western artists that i listened to (before highschool i listened almost exclusively to Japanese doujin groups that remixed video game music…. do NOT judge!!!) and i felt soooo cool when i started listening to this album/others like it… had odessa downloaded on my zen creative mp3.... so freaking good!! got so embarrassed of my music taste after this LOL cuz my brother saw the album cover on my phone in highschool and asked what hipster shit i was listening to. little did he know.... its GOOD!!!! such a great album to just listen to all the way through. perfect background music for studying/ /walking/smoking/literally doing anything to! i can still listen to it and pinpoint different/new melodies in the back in certain songs. so good!!!

crystal castles - (II) (april 23, 2010)

so many 2010 albums wow but LISTEN....... i first heard crystal castles in either 2010 or 2011, immediately after i first made a tumblr in grade 9.... this was the era when offensive bloggers and hipster british bloggers were like the only 2 sections of tumblr...... one of the first ppl i followed was this one super popular british blogger, this kid from london who was probs 15 and he had like, a pale grunge aesthetic and rly long bangs that covered his eyes.... i forget his name omg i wish i could see what he was doing now! but ya i loved him i thought he was the coolest thing ever, i went on his blog and he had autoplay and pap smear was the first song that started playing...... i remember being like wtf is this??? first time i heard music like that, with the video game sounds mixed in and the vocals so distorted. i literally was enamoured like i remember thinking i should hate it and wtf r these british freaks listening to but like..... i could NOTTTT STOP and i remember i wouldn’t even bother looking up the song on youtube or anything, when i wanted to listen to the song i would just go to this guy’s tumblr LOOOOOL god!!!! on the outside i was a cutesy girly girl but on the inside i was a pale grunge hipster british tumblr user!

beach house - bloom (may 15, 2012)

this album is just the sweetest, prettiest memory…. it’s so.. crisp? and clear and pure and loving! beach house was (unsurprisingly) my spotify artist of the decade and i don’t care what rep they get or how similar their music may sound i love them with my entire heart! discovered them from tumblr (as i did most of my fav highschool albums) - first beach house song i ever heard was wild - i remember the first time i started being (SLIGHTLY) less mortified of talking about my music taste to other people, it was maybe in first year? i had gotten into my friend’s car, before we got super close, and she was playing a song off of bloom i think! and i remember my heart just stopped!!!! and i was so absolutely terrified of saying anything, but even moreso excited to see someone whose opinion i cared about who was listening to music that i liked, and so i gathered all my strength and tried to be super casual and say something like “oh, you like beach house, too?” (meanwhile i was literally shaking with nerves…..) and she just so easily said “yeah, i love this song!” and it was the most validating, comforting thing! and a while after that, one of my favourite memories: my other friend got hired at a local café/tea shop, the teeniest little place – it was like 3x4 metres, max – and she would close the store alone, and it was always completely dead, so the group of us would go and sit with her for her entire shift in this sweet warm little store – we’d have tea and coffee and scones – and over the store speakers, she would play whatever we wanted – and for a while i didn’t make suggestions, let everyone else choose, but! i worked my way up to suggesting she play bloom – and she would play the album all the way through, and she surprisingly really liked it?? and then it became the default soundtrack to our tiny hangouts in the tiny café :’)

toro y moi - anything in return (jan 16, 2013)

WOWWWW truly such a throwback....... this is the first time i felt cool, TRULY cool listening to music LMAOOOO SO EMBARRASSING!!! i remember the day it came out, grade 11 i guess??? but i swear it must have leaked way earlier cuz i remember listening to this way before.... my fav tumblr user at the time (kiki deerhoof LMFAO now THAT is a throwback!!!!) was always posting abt toro y moi and made a mixtape w his music on it and i fell in love..... and i wanted to be cool too! so i would obsessively listen to this album when it dropped. the album drop also overlapped w the moment my grades/effort in school went on a steep decline (not that it caused it ofc but this was like…. the background music to my demise, in a way!) i’ll never forget listening to so many details on my chilly walk past my old elementary school at 6am to get to my bus stop - way too cool for school

mac demarco - salad days (apr 1, 2014)

how fitting that chamber of reflection is playing in the coffee shop as i type this :’) this album was the soundtrack to my late grade 12/entire grade 13 experience. i was SO thoroughly and unbearably depressed LOOOOL it was really awful… i’m laughing now thinking back at it but honestly the feeling of being left behind by all of your friends and having to come to terms with not meeting ur own expectations of urself… having to repeat a year and being the oldest one in ur classes…… SO AWFUL!!!! really truly idk how i did it! but the whole time, all year, i would listen to this album. i would always play it on my walk to the city bus (in grade 13 i never made the actual school bus and i don’t even know how much money i must have paid taking the city bus every day bc i truly could not get out of bed early enough to take the free school bus but ALAS……) and i swear to you that entire year was grey and foggy and cold and damp… and i would play salad days (the song itself) and my emo ass would associate 100% with mac singing “oh mama, acting like my life’s already over….. oh dear, act your age and try another year,” and i swear he was singing it just for me, trying to slap me out of my stupor by saying “calm down, ur fine, ur life isn’t over, it’s just one year and you’ll be back on track!” and sometimes, SOMETIMES!! it worked!

azealia banks - broke with expensive taste (nov 7, 2014)

i know i know..... i’m aware how we feel about azealia now....... and i know how overstated it is when ppl say “she may be problematic but she was an artistic GENIUS!!!” so i will not add more to the conversation but....... is this album not pristine? like what a masterpiece????? this album straight up defined my highschool experience even tho it was released at the beginning of grade 12..... all of grade 12/13 i was blasting this album while walking down the hallway hating literally everything! i grew up idolizing my bro and all he listened to (techno/house/etc) and loving it but being too embarrassed of copying him to get too into it, but then hearing azealia sound cute and sexy and scary while interpolating all these house beats. LITERALLY chicken soup for the soul… it felt like she made it just for me!! and even before bwet actually dropped, listening to 212 and all of her other singles waiting for her to finally drop the album she was tweeting about for years, like i don’t remember the last time i anticipated an album for soooo long? and she dropped it days after my 17th bday which really was such a perfect gift. listening to this w my friend who also loved azealia, pretending we were cool as SHIT and so grown up...... beyond influential

frank ocean - blonde (aug 20, 2016)

ur lying if this album wasn’t a pivotal moment for u......... blonde is the sole reason summer 16 is viewed as a cultural landmark. i SWEAR!!!! i may have spent 8 hours a day on tumblr in 2016 but my ass was NOT cool enough to have been listening to frank ocean prior to blonde..... no i never listened to channel orange before this, yes i know i was behind the times! 2016 was the summer after my 1st year of uni, august i had just finished my summer school course so my summer was just starting (i was re-taking 1st year math bc i failed..... some things never change huh!!!! lied to my dad and told him i was tryna get ahead by taking bio in summer school... he believed me till he caught me in a lie by chatting w my friend he bumped into at walmart LOL.... and yet he never said a word :’) an angel) this was also the summer my dad left for a few months to go travelling across canada, he was gone all summer and my bro was busy working and so was my mom and i had the car all to myself for the first time. went on SOOO many drives this summer blasting this album. not to mention that since my dad wasn’t home the responsibility to drive my mom to work fell on me and wow i LOVED it? i realized i love having little responsibilities and having ppl rely on me in little ways like this..... i loved going to bed at 3am and having my mom gently wake me up at 5:30am, having a coffee with her before leaving in my ratty pajamas to drive her to work, the sun was just rising but it was already sooo hot, that summer i remember i couldn’t even hold the steering wheel cuz it was burning and my car didn’t (still doesn’t!) have AC, i’d drop her off to work up on the mountain and as i drove down the escarpment i would roll down the windows and blast pink + white right as the sun began to peek over the clouds and i would take a pretty sunrise pic every time before driving around for a bit, listening to this album, going home, and going back to sleep till 2pm

blood orange - negro swan (aug 24, 2018)

i fully expected this list to be mainly albums released earlier in the decade, which makes sense – they would’ve had more time to have an effect on me – but as the final/most recent entry on my list, this album was beautiful enough to be a consistent part of the most recent year-and-a-half of my life!!! it’s also unique in that it’s one of the only albums on this list, i think, where i had already been a big fan of the artist’s previous work and was waiting for the album to drop. not 2 sound like one of THOSE people but i often find myself liking the first albums i heard from an artist/their older music better than newer work they release (not always!!! but often!), not from any kind of elitism or anything but honestly probably just nostalgia fogging my taste? especially for my first listen of a new album – it usually takes some time and a few re-listens before i really enjoy a newer release – BUT! from the moment dev released the album cover (which is so beautiful? one of my fav album covers off the top of my head) and dropped the first 2 singles, ESPECIALLY charcoal baby, i was so so enamoured with the album, right from the start. that whole summer i had it on repeat – early the next year i saw dev play in Toronto, and it was one of the best concerts i’ve ever been to – the lighting and colours and his dancing and demeanour, the other vocalists, plus we were right up at the stage, it was so stunning!!!!! this album has consistently appeared on all of my various spotify playlists, it rly can suit all moods and occasions, i love it very much and it’s the perfect album to round out my past decade in music!

honourable mentions: SPEED ROUND

yes i’m a CHILD that cannot commit to cutting things down...... but tbh i’m surprised enough that i was able to preen my list into a top 10 anyway. so these r the honourable mentions that i couldn’t live with myself if i didn’t mention in some way!!!! all also very good and important and special to me, in no particular order!

mount kimbie - love what survives: i won’t lie this one hurt to not include on my top 10 :( i’m surprised too.... my friend rly fought for this to be included but i had to listen to my heart!!! however ofc i HAD to include it here at the very least. i was so shocked when it dropped, it was nothing like the rest of mount kimbie’s stuff i had previously heard.... i discovered them randomly when i was studying and spotify did that annoying thing where it plays “artist radio” or whatever so one of their older songs came on shuffle and WOW it was so good! and then i properly listened to them after hearing their songs with king krule... anyway this album is stunning and i am SO sad i didn’t get to see them when they came to toronto but i promise myself (and u!) that i will go the next time they come by!!!! u have my word!

foals - holy fire: this one also hurts a lot to not include :((( a LOT a lot! this one i’m really fond of, my fav foals album and one of the main albums i associate with highschool! so pretty, i’ll never forget hearing holy fire (the song itself) for the first time, so angry and satisfying and GOOD!!!

king krule - 6ft beneath the moon/the ooz: love both these albums soooo so much, i think 6fbtm came closer to almost being in the top 10 but others had it beat juuust slightly - these albums defined the beginning/end of my uni career, respectively, and i’ll cherish them forever! love archie’s ugly ginger ass with my whole heart

james blake - the colour in anything: was such a fan of james and was so excited when this album dropped - it was the start of summer i think? and i would always play it when i went for bike rides to the beach with my dad! such pretty music to drive ur bike to beside the water, all the way down the waterfront until we got to the next city over, riding past all the rich ppl’s mansions and trying to sneak a glance into their windows as we rode by

beyonce - self-titled: obviously the day this dropped - w no promo whatsoever - was a critical moment in music history!! we played this obsessively in high school, blasted this album the entire Europe trip in grade 12 and it just reminds me of travelling and planes and France…. so sexy!

solange - a seat at the table: rly truly a gorgeous album!! we played this in the car when my friends and i trekked to Toronto early one fall morning right after it dropped, we skipped school to go to some event at a café, and we had to wake up DUMB early, like 4:30AM, and i went to go pick them up and we were all way too tired to talk to eachother and stressed cuz we absolutely COULDN’T miss the train so i played this album the whole drive there while the sun was rising and it was so calming and pretty and special

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