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lightning-writes · 5 months

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good heart (faulty machine of a man) - 13/30 (icymi)

chapter summary: rue fucked up (alternatively, rue's relationship history)

word count: 1667

tags: post endgame, pre tfatws, hurt/comfort, slow burn, mutual pining, friends to lovers, canon divergent, canon compliant, au

warnings: cheating

a/n: icymi

His brain is calculating the right thing to do and the right thing to say, but he’s distracted by how devastated she looks. He knows he's staring. Her ruddy nose, her swollen lips, the tears that have collected on her lashes, the black makeup pooled in the lines underneath her eyes. The small hairs loose from her two braids sticking to her full cheeks. She doesn’t look pretty at all in this moment, the way her mouth is downturned and the streaks in her makeup, but he’s still mesmerized by her. (He’s suddenly aware that, under different circumstances, he could have kissed her.)

AO3 / Masterlist

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taliiiaasteria · 17 days

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I SAW THAT WANDA X R SERIES WHERE YOU'RE WAMDAS ASSISTANT AND YOU HAD TO MARRY HER, CZ SHE WAS BOUTTA BE DEPLOYED IT'S LIKE THAT RYAN REYNOLDS AND SANDRA BULLOCK MOVIE I NEED ITTTTT. THE PROPOSAL

I ACCIDENTALLY REFRESHED MY FEED HELP

#wanda maximilf #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #help #mavel #au #mommy wanda #wanda maximoff

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itsartistickiwi · 1 year

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Decided to draw my version of Doc Ock again, something small and sweet in-between bigger drawings/projects for ya'll!

Please do not repost my art, thank you.

#itsartistickiwi #digital art #digital illustration #mavel #doc ock fanart #doc ock #spiderman #spiderverse #rainverse #doctor otto octavius #doctor octopus #otto octavius #clip studio paint #spiderman art #spiderman fanart #au doc ock #i love he

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vibraniumarm06-bucket · 1 year

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S.R. Masterlist

Key:

Angst - 💔

Fluff - 🥰

Oneshots:

⭐️ Drop The Attitude 🥰

You and Steve have been secretly seeing each other. Tony is throwing one of his gala's in which you dress up for your super soldier. But what happens when you see another all over him? Steve isn't too happy with your attitude.

#steve rogers x you #steve rogers #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x reader #steve x reader #steve x you #reader insert #avengers au #the avengers #mcu imagine #mavel fanfic

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arrowsshootyouforwards · 2 years

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Pairing Thor/Bruce

Rating T

After a sucky date and a drunken birthday chat with his roommate Natasha Bruce ends up applying for the dating show Naked Attraction, not thinking he'll actually get selected. When he does it's against five people he considers more attractive than himself so this Thor guy is definitely gonna send Bruce packing first right? Only he doesn't. Does Bruce dare get his hopes up that this might end in a date?

First time writing Thor/Bruce, hope you enjoy!

AO3

Fanfic.net

#Thor/Bruce #Thor #bruce banner #au #dating show #mavel cinematic universe #MCU #fanfiction #This dating show actually exists #Naked Attraction

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theminecraftbee · 2 years

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i love the idea that in the magical girl au getting sued by mavel is a ligitamit consern. perhaps it never happens but it is a consern. on brand for disny tbh

saving the world does not save you from the wrath of the walt disney corporation for trying to name yourself after your favorite avenger

#answered #arrowawsome #magical girl scar

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weirdw33b · 30 days

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Milgram x Mavel ver 2 expansion pack

So I just realised how little detail there is to my og ver 2 post, so here's more for my strange ass obession

Long story short, Yuno, Aoi (regular Mikoto, I believe in the Trikoto theory and will be calling each Mikoko based on their colour) and Jackalope called a team meeting about making Milgram a Trendvid (it's just Youtube with a different name) series

I mean, think about it, Milgram already has the music videos and interrogation footage, just upload it online and it'll probably be a hit, and everyone, for the shits and giggles, decides to agree, because what's the worst that can happen? (btw it's only the 1st trial stuff so...)

They just, act as themselves but their characters is just their prison numbers, excluding Es, who goes by just plain 'Warden'

Anyways, they get ridiclously popular, they started to cover popular Japanese songs, and get even more popular to the point that Shidou thought it would be fun to create english covers for the songs, and Milgram goes worldwide famous

They get invited to NYC to perform, but Loki happens and they discover that they have music based powers and fight off the ailen army

Now, they're pactically part of the Avengers, whatever shall they do?

Oh yeah, Nick Furry blackmails them into staying and fighting (good job Nick!)

I feel like the first scene of this AU would be the OG Avengers + Coulson and Nick Furry watching Milgram the show and discussing their vedicts and voting on the Milgram site, and things just happen

To be continued... (I haven't watch that much Avengers movies)

#milgram #marvel #milgram x marvel #milgram x marvel ver 2 #this is so crack #my crossover addiction strikes again #please make it stop #out of character.#have a nice day #this is funny as hell

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mariessecretcorner · 2 years

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𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼 𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

Masterlist Keys:

🔞= SMUT 😈= Dark ⚠= Trigger Warning 💖= Fluff

⛓=Non/Dub Con 🐺= AOB ⭐= Personal Favorite

(Divider made by me)

I Do Not Consent to any rewrites, translations, or use of this story. To do so is plagiarism.

I don’t own any of the characters/actors in these stories.

All characters are above 18. This is all a fanfic/Au reality so don’t take it seriously. Please be kind and respectful if you have any comments, questions, and thoughts on this story.

Respect works both ways and I will not tolerate any hate towards others, I accept criticism and expect some from my work like most people do.

If my work isn’t to your taste, just don’t read it. Simple enough.

Otherwise Enjoy you horny fuckers!

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Currently working on the masterlist

📌Chris Evans

📌AU Masterlist

📌Steve Rodgers/Mavel

#chris evans #chris evans fanfiction #marvel #steve rogers #steve rodgers smut #chris evans smut #chris evans imagine #chris evans fandom #dark steve roger smut #dark chris evans #captian america #dark captain america #lloyd hansen x female reader #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen #dark lloyd hansen

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lightning-writes · 4 months

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good heart (faulty machine of a man) - 15/30 (icymi)

chapter summary: bucky spends thanksgiving alone…

word count: 972

tags: post endgame, pre tfatws, hurt/comfort, slow burn, canon divergent, canon compliant, au

warnings: referenced character death, sad!bucky

a/n: icymi

Bucky takes a long drink from the bottle as he stands in front of Steve’s grave. Son, Soldier, Avenger, American Hero. Bucky scoffs, undeterred by the burn of the alcohol. “You’re such a punk,” he finally says. The crack in his voice echos. “Why did you get to leave, and I’m still here?” He takes another long drink and splashes some on the concrete. He’s on his knees now, feeling defeated. If someone saw him, they’d think he was crying out to God. “...haven’t I suffered enough?”

AO3 / Masterlist

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neon-pink-witch · 1 year

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Ask Game: A, B, E, K, L, N, O, P, R, V, Z.

Anon, send me "Z" in its own ask. I got a plan for that one and I've already written enough here. This needs its own post.

A - Ships that you currently like a lot.

V/Johnny is probably one of my main ships right now. Same with Johnny/Kerry but one that I love and don't talk about much is Cletus Kasady/Carnage Symbiote.

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

V and Takamura, at first, I just did not get it at all and while its not a main ship for me, I see why ya'll ship them.

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

Oh god. Okay so ummm...I wrote a crack fic that ships Thanos from the MCU with Knull the God of Symbiotes. Its fucking great, its terrible, I want to burn it, I should frame it, you can read it here

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

I got two here. First being Johnny Silverhand. We get glimpses of his past self being a total fucking asshole and we know from others that he wasn't always a good person but we get to watch this slow change with V's help as he grows into a person that you could sit in the same room with. At the end even willing to give his life for V's which I feel like is something that past Johnny would not have done at all. My second one would be Eddie Brock. He went from being one of Mavel's top villains with a grudge to kill Spider-Man to somewhat healing his wounds and ends up, no joke, not kidding, being a fucking God who wants to save the world from Knull. Its really stunning to see.

L- Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your fave

I'm very middle of the road with River Ward. His personality is a little, I don't know, I can't really find the word. But his quest? One of the most interesting in gaming and I said it once and I'll say it again, DO NOT run his quest at the farm if you are not sober, you won't have a good time. Also Mickey Jones from Doctor Who didn't deserve to be led on so much by Rose. He might have been a bit annoying, but The Doctor and Rose didn't treat him like they should have

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

Really the only thing I wish that was a different is I feel like fic writers don't get the credit we deserve. I understand why visual art gets the attention it does and it should! Drawing of any type if hard as fuck! I don't see this as much in the Cyberpunk fandom because everyone is really happy to get any type of content but I saw this in the Marvel fandom where most often drawings would get praised way more than fics. Honestly on that topic, the Cyberpunk fandom is one of the chilliest fandoms I've ever been in. If I had to pick a second one I'd say I wish people would post more about their OCs!(I say this while pointing at a mirror) I love love seeing ya'lls lil guys! I always wanna see more!(Again, still pointing at the mirror)

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

Oof, okay, here we go, loading up my liked songs on Spotify and hitting random. Here were go

Sparks Fly • Taylor Swift (spotify.com)

Had to think of this one but I feel Kerry and V would fit this. I've read alot of MaleV/Kerry stuff where they are both hopeless romantic mushy types and this just feels like something they would dance to in the living room when it was just them. Judy/V also popped into my head but I'm not sure why.

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom

AU in which Johnny is a devil hunter in Devil May Cry. He's got the vibe for it, the gun, and the guitar. In fact he's modded his guitar in such a way that he can use it as a weapon (think Nevan from Devil May Cry). I could see Samurai being both a rock band and a band of devil hunters as well. Not sure where V could fit in. Maybe they got, I dunno, bit by a demon and know they got fucked up powers?

R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

We really don't get to see enough of V and Misty and that's a damn shame. I would have loved maybe a little side quest thing with the two of them, more so than just Jackie's funeral. I also love Jackie's and V's friendship. I know some people ship them but I just see them as friends. Its really driven home that you can't trust anyone in Night City and here's Jackie willing to take V under his wing after they lost everything. A real choom, good guy, truly.

V - Which character do you relate to most?

In Cyberpunk 2077? Despite her not being one of faves, Judy. Much like her I also a friend to suicide. It was that quest that prevented me from playing the game for two years because I didn't know how I would handle it. Only to find that when I played, and V comforts Judy, It felt like comforting myself. I understood her feelings of loss and guilt. Its a type of feeling you only get when someone close to you takes their own life and its hard to put into words. Recently my grandparents sold my childhood home, my forest and my safeplace. Seeing Judy explore the flooded remains of her childhood home made me cry after this. I understand now. The longing for a place you'll never go back to and even if you do, it won't be the same. The feeling of watching memories play out before your eyes. Its not something you really get over and it changes you.

#phantom bitch ask #cyberpunk 2077

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star-crossed-vox · 1 year

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Random AU

Featuring such characters

Vox ~ my they/them/thembo king that likes to live a life of crime and is desperately in love with Dumaon

Dumaon ~ my he/they king that is absolutely in love with Vox but also is a little over everyone's shit all of the time. Mans just needs a goddamn nap

Mavel ~ the they/them bartender who is full of shenanigans THAT MY DM KEEPS THREATENING TO KILL SO THAT I BEHAVE????????

Vox: *staring wistfully at Dumaon like he is the most beautiful work of art they have ever seen*

Mavel: you know... you could just- oh I don't know- TALK to him?

Vox: it's not that simple! We are- sort of old friends...

Dumaon: *having heard the conversation because he just wants a drink* you left me at the altar... I don't think that classifies us as "old friends"

Vox: *very red* ITS NOT MY FAULT I GOT ARRESTED ON OUR WEDDING DAY????

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fandomsfind-me · 2 years

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The Fics I am currently working on

This post is probably just as important as my last. It’s a good way for you guys to actually know what the hell I’m talking about.

buckle up because there are a lot.

categorized by fandom! (Because of course i would)

DREAM SMP

Fallen — no abbreviation — a fic I started on quotev about a little girl and her friendship with the other characters (basically). It’s definitely not good

Thorns and Roses — TAR — a fic I have yet to post about a girl becoming a hero along with making friends with some dsmp characters. It’s a Hero au.

Icaus Falls — no abbreviation — a story following Purpled. No oc. Assassin au. Purpled has a hit on Tommy, things ensue.

And the Moon Crashed Down (working title) — ATMCD — a fic about Purpled, Ranboo, Tommy & Tubbo. Hero au. Disco duo. Just to much madness for me to explain here.

MAVEL

i have no Fics for this fandoms currently

No peace for Gotham — NOFG or No Peace — (will add description later)

Heir to the mantle — HTTM or Heir —

My Gotham — no abbreviation but might be lumped into MYDCU — (will add description later)

Stealing Hearts — Hearts — (will add description later)

Secrets — no abbreviation — (will add description later)

Madhouse — no abbreviation — (will add description later)

They Have History (working title) — THH or History — (will add description later)

Runaway (working title) — no abbreviation — (will add description later)

yes I know a lot of them have ocs. I’m trying to get away from that but it is hard.

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cordytriestowrite · 4 years

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Knocking On Your Door

Bucky Barnes x Reader

One Shot College AU

Summary: Bucky can't sleep and you can't find your door.

The strip of light under the door was too bright and the heavy footfalls just outside sent shadows across Bucky's eyelids so that every time he felt compelled to open them. He knew it was late but didn't dare touch his phone and have his retinas burned by the intense, artificial light. Ten feet to his right his best friend let out a loud, choking snore reminding Bucky he was the only one having a problem adjusting to dorm life.

A shiver ran down Bucky's body as his left shoulder escaped from the warm cocoon of his comforter and he had to expose his right hand to the cold to tuck everything back in. A sleeping Steve missed Bucky's lukewarm glare in the dark. The man could sleep soundly on a bed of ice but Bucky? Well, Bucky hated the cold. The thermostat for the whole floor was just down the hall behind a plastic cage. He spared a moment to fantasize about ripping it off with his bare hand before hurling it out the window and watching it shatter on the sidewalk below. And while the fantasy was nice the reality was Bucky should probably just put on a sweater, but he hated wearing shirts to bed so he stubbornly suffered in silence.

Two students passed through the hall in a heated conversation at full volume. Did anyone take morning classes on this floor? Bucky wondered bitterly as he burrowed his head underneath his pillow and let out a tiny, totally manly whimper of exhaustion. He knew college would be tough, was told as much by everyone he knew, but no one thought to mention how impossible it would be to get some fucking sleep.

The tips of his ears and nose warmed with his head planted under his pillow and while his neck ached slightly and his inhales became filled more with exhaled breath than fresh air he found his eyes suddenly heavy with sleep.

The rattling of the door knob had Bucky bolting upright. The sound was insistent, offending Bucky's ears every few seconds while he blinked sleep from his eyes. The sudden cold air on his chest helped rouse him enough to pull the covers back and put his feet on the equally cold ground. He took a moment to grit his teeth against the chill.

What sounded like an open palm smacked once against the wood spurring Bucky to leap the short distance across the room. His hand gripped the still wriggling knob and wretched the door open.

"Jesus, do you know what time it is?"

The greeting growled out of him, he couldn't help it. He knew he was wild-eyed, hair messy, and torso bare to display the stump where his arm should be and that alone would have made even his closest friends take an instinctual step away.

But you only blinked owlishly at him.

"You're not Carol?" You managed to slur out the cohesive thought as you stared at the man in front of you who was definitely not your roommate.

"Uh," Bucky's forehead crinkled with his own confusion.

"No?"

It was obvious you were drunk. If Bucky didn't have eyes he'd still be able to smell the reek of booze pouring off your skin.

"Why are you in my room?"

"I'm not. I'm in my room."

"Who are you?"

"Bucky, who are you?"

Your gaze hardened and your hands braced against your hips. You knew where you lived god dammit and this...this...Bucky would not put you out on your ass.

"Get out of my room you creep!"

Bucky's movements were quicker than yours, his arm coming up to block your two handed push. What neither of you anticipated was the lack of balance on your end that had you crumpling into each other like a car crash. It took your brain a minute to breach the surface of understanding and reorient your sense of space to its current status: horizontal with a bloom of pain in your knee and your face pressed to bare skin. Your tongue swiped along your bottom lip and the action was answered with a pulsing sting and the taste of copper.

"Ouchies." You moaned with a pathetic warble.

A groan of agreement rumbled beneath you. Bucky, with the wind still knocked out of him, glanced up at the bed half expecting a disheveled blond head to lean over the edge. If Steve woke up at all from the commotion he already deemed it not as important as sleeping.

You didn't seem interested in moving off of Bucky and occasionally he could feel your tongue leave a wet trail against his chest which was kind of weirding him out. The last thing he wanted was to be accused of taking advantage of a drunk girl by another loud late-night hall walker. With his arm on your opposite shoulder he tugged gently until you fell onto the rug beside him.

"Where's Carol?" You asked again, feeling your eyes sting with big, fat, extra salty tears.

"I want french fries." You added as an afterthought.

Bucky let out a surprised chuckle, muffling it behind his palm as he let it slide down his face and pull at his lower lip.

"Me too."

Your stomach contracted with a mix of hunger and nausea. Turning on your side you tried to settle into a comfortable position on the hard floor. Bucky turned on his side toward you, his eyes flitting over your face with concern.

"Don't fall asleep."

Your lower lip jutted out, the pull of skin ripping the split open further. Your tongue ran along the wound again.

"I'm not!"

Your eyes closed of their own accord though your mind was still very much active. You wondered yet again where Carol was. But finding her was only secondary to your new mission.

"I want french fries."

You heard a sigh and cracking one eye open your vision swam for a moment before taking in the man next to you. His hair was long, pooling onto the floor under his head. His eyes were rimmed with dark circles and weary with the need for sleep. His chest was bare, pale and toned and scarred where his limb suddenly ended.

"Did I do that?" You wondered out loud, your fingers inching toward the pink, tight skin.

"No." he answered, his voice soft with vulnerability.

Bucky felt as if he had hit the floor all over again. He felt dizzy and breathless and unable to do anything but watch what was happening. Fingers connected with flesh and the sharp intake of air hurt his lungs. It didn't feel like much, the nerves dull and your touch light, but Bucky's body was awake with awareness.

"I've never…"

Your thought floated away halfway through speaking it, but Bucky nodded as if he understood. Eventually your fingers stopped stroking and Bucky rolled over to his back. There was a second of stillness before he sat up and stared down at you.

"Tell you what: let's go find your friend Carol and get you some french fries."

You ignored the pain of your lip in favor of offering Bucky a wide smile.

"Fuck yes let's go!"

Bucky sent a quick glance to the lump in Steve's bed which remained unmoving despite your exclamation. Rising first he offered his hand to you, bending his knees and keeping his balance low and centered as you stumbled your way up to standing.

"Wake up sleeping beauty."

You groaned, pulling your blanket above your head. Your head was pounding, blood pulsing painfully behind your eyes. Your mouth was dry, breath foul, and bladder full. In essence you were hungover.

"Carol, I'm dying." You moaned, your voice breaking with overuse.

"I know sweetie. Now sit up and take these."

Carol pulled the blanket back and waited patiently for you to sit up before dropping the pills into your awaiting palm. You dropped them into your mouth and tried not to gag as you washed them down.

"So you had an interesting night, huh?"

You had settled back down, the effort it took to stay upright too much to handle right now. You draped your forearm over your eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

"I don't know, did I?"

Carol didn't answer but you could still feel her weight on the edge of your bed. You snuck a peak from under your arm.

"Carol Danvers what do you know?"

She shrugged, but the burgeoning smirk on her lips suggested she wasn't entirely ignorant. You sat up again, your body hunched over with nausea, but you persevered.

"Tell me what you know, woman!"

Carol's lips quirked upward, her stare steady in silent resistance. You were about to flop back down and leave last night a mystery but Carol must've seen your interest waning.

"Imagine my surprise when there is a knock on the door at four in the morning and it's you holding a basket of fries in one hand and waving goodbye to some tall, dark, and handsome with the other."

"Who was it?"

Carol shrugged, finally getting up and crossing back over to her side of the room and tugging on her brown leather jacket.

"I'm meeting Maria for breakfast. Want me to bring you something back or do you think you can brave the journey."

As much as you wanted to spend the day in bed with your roommate bringing you food you knew the best way to recover from your monster hangover was to walk your tired ass downstairs and across campus to the cafeteria, load up a plate with greasy food, and shovel it all into your face until you felt human again.

You pulled back your covers to find yourself still in the outfit you wore last night, a wrinkled shirt and skirt combo that did not look as cute as it did last night. Pulling on sweatpants and a hoodie you followed Carol at a much slower pace.

Maria was leaning against the outside wall of the cafeteria until she spotted Carol. You watched her jog to meet her girlfriend sooner by a few seconds with a flutter in your own chest at just how fucking cute they were.

"Not that I don't like seeing you two be adorable but I need hash browns."

Maria took one look at your current state and nodded seriously, pulling Carol along under her arm.

"Well shit who am I to deny you breakfast?"

The cafeteria was surprisingly busy for a Saturday morning, but the lines of food were already being switched out for lunch items and you realized it was later than you thought.

You were plopping your third scoop of eggs onto your plate when you felt a presence next to you. Looking up beyond the edge of your hood a spark of recognition barely ignited in your memory, but something about him seemed familiar. His plate sat mostly empty on the runner and you assumed he was waiting for his turn with the eggs.

"Sorry." You muttered, dropping the spoon and moving along the line.

"For which part?"

Bucky had barely registered that the hunched and bundled body next to him was you until you spoke. He had dropped you off at the door a floor below his only six hours ago then took the stairs back to his room and promptly passed out. Steve tried to rouse him for a morning run with Sam but unlike Steve, Bucky hadn't caught a wink of sleep until the sun was rising. Steve's return and Sam's insistent prodding at Bucky's body beneath his blanket had spurred him awake and in a foul mood. He escaped the room with his foul mood intact wondering if Natasha would let him crash in her bed while she worked. She didn't answer when he knocked on her door and in a futile attempt to catch up on sleep he ventured to the cafeteria. She wasn't there but now that Bucky was his stomach begged for substance. With an energy drink shoved into his pocket he pushed his plate down the line waiting for something to catch his eye.

Turns out that thing was you.

Turns out Bucky was not quite out of his funk.

He followed you, pushing his plate past what remained of the eggs.

"Do you want to apologize for showing up at my door in the middle of the night? Or for accusing me of breaking into my own dorm? Maybe for pushing me?"

Your eyes widened with each word until the dryness stung and forced you to blink back the moisture. There was a smudged image in your mind of the same man before you, hair loose and eyes tired, not too different from how he looked right now.

"All of it?" You offered up with a half shrug.

Bucky didn't know what he expected, wasn't sure he expected anything. Maybe he just wanted to be angry and for you to feel guilty.

But he remembered your fingers grazing the scars on his chest and arm, how you leaned into him as he walked you to your door, your nonsensical stories barely uttered through drunken giggles, and how much many times you muttered 'cute' when gazing at him with a dopey smile on your face.

Silence stretched between you, Bucky's gaze far away with the night he luckily could remember. You moved down the bar, suddenly not as hungry as you were a few minutes ago.

You reached the student cashier, who barely looked up as you reached into your pocket to fish out your id card.

"I got it."

Bucky leaned over to place his card into the cashier's awaiting hand. Who swiped it without hesitation before passing it back in Bucky's general direction.

"Thanks."

You picked up your plate, waiting for Bucky to do the same.

"I really am sorry for whatever I did last night."

Bucky placed his plate down at an empty table then set his energy drink down before pulling out his chair. You could see Carol and Maria sitting a few tables away, but the couple was wrapped up in a conversation and hadn't noticed you.

"I assume I have you to thank for getting me home last night?"

Bucky nodded, a smile forming on his tired face.

"And your precious basket of fries. I'm surprised you're still hungry, I bought you three baskets."

A flush of heat rippled down your body, self-consciously you licked your bottom lip and felt a tenderness you didn't have before you started drinking last night.

"Holy shit, I ate that many fries?"

"Nah, you wanted to bring one back to Carol."

You glanced at the woman in question. Catching her eye and watching her very obviously mouth 'that's him!'

Yeah, no shit Carol. Thanks.

"So after I wake you up in the middle of the night, insult you, push you, and drag you out of your dorm you not only buy me fries but you buy my friend fries and my breakfast this morning."

Bucky shrugged, shoving a forkful of food into his mouth and staring intently at his plate.

"Are you single?"

Bucky choked a little before he managed to swallow the large amount of food he had unwittingly dumped into his gob to keep from making an ass of himself. Turns out he could do that anyway. Coughing to clear his airway he let out a strangled answer.

"I am."

"So would it be weird if after all of that I asked you out?"

Bucky couldn't keep from smiling this time and to be safe he set down his fork and pushed away his plate. He had a date. He had the weirdest night of his college experience and now he had a date. Bad mood banished he felt an influx of endorphins urging him to run or jump or dance or do something equally stupid in public.

"Yeah, yeah, I'd like that. But I'd like to take a nap first." He confessed with a chuckle.

"Oh my god, me too." You said wistfully, already imagining crawling back into bed, maybe with…

"First date idea: want to nap together?"

Bucky's heart swelled in his chest to the point he thought it might send him floating away.

"Fuck yes! Can we go now?"

You nodded, letting out a surprised squeal when Bucky gasped your hand and pulled you up and out of the mess hall. You caught up with him so he was less tugging you along and more so holding your hand.

"Maybe while we walk you can help me fill in the gaps of last night. So your name is Bucky and why were you in my room?"

Bucky groaned, albeit with no frustration. You were so fucking cute if you let him he was going to kiss you before you both passed out cuddled up in the small, thin dorm beds, ignoring the sounds of passersby and daylight streaming though the window.

And fuck anyone who knocks on the door.

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tonymystarks · 4 years

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If anyone has an prompts or anything they want me to write, let me know and I'll take my best shot! I'm mostly finished my classes and need something to do

#tony stark #bucky barnes #stuckony #stony #steve rogers #winteriron #mavel #mavel au #fluff #smut #whatever #im open to ideas

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idkmynickname · 4 years

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