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#wish i had him to comfort me
urdepressedslut · 9 months
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I don't know if you usually take requests, but could you please write a drabble about Bucky taking care of the reader during her period? Period cramps are killing me and I just want some cuddles 🥺
aw i love this 🥹 i’m sorry your cramps have been bad, i’m sending you all the love and hugs your way💗 i hope this bucky fluff makes you feel better 🥰
Cuddles
♡ Pairing: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
♡ Summary: Bucky helps comfort you when you are having bad period cramps.
♡ Warnings: SUPER FLUFFY, light angst, period cramps, blood (duhhh), light self hate
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* i know this is mickey, but let’s pretend it’s post tfatws!bucky *
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You had showered after a long day, doing your usual routine— taking your time to really treat yourself after a tough week.
Immediately after sinking into bed, the sheets feeling so good against your freshly shaven legs— it took no time at all for you to slip into a much needed slumber. You didn’t know you could sleep so soundly, so well. Most nights consisted of rolling and waking up occasionally in sweats. Tonight was the first, as you slept through the entire night, waking only the next morning.
You were excited to start off your Saturday after a good nights rest, except when you went to get up— you noticed you were still exhausted. It was then you could feel your back ache, all your limbs heavier than usual. You furrowed your brows in confusion, thinking perhaps you had gotten too much sleep. But as you swung your legs over the edge of the bed, you suddenly felt something wet in between your thighs.
Glancing down, ripping the cover off— everything dawned on you at the sight of red smearing the inside of your thighs, your underwear ruined.
Fucking periods.
You knew getting that good of sleep was too good to be true. You could feel the tears working their way up, your nose burning with frustration. You had just cleaned and changed all your sheets, taken a shower. Now everything, including you were dirty again— like you had never done any of the cleaning to begin with.
You knew it was just your emotions running wild, so you willed your tears to stay away. Sucking in a deep breath, you walked to the bathroom sluggishly. You made it your mission to grab a pill before the cramps started— you had learned your lesson. Although you were starting your period, you were not going to let this ruin your weekend. You were going to have a nice relaxing weekend. Not letting the beauties of being a woman ruin your day.
If only you had kept that attitude up for the entire day. The cramps had come as you expected, but this time the pill did nothing to relieve the pain. The heating pad worked only for a few minutes before the pain came crashing in waves, your body attempting to curl in on itself from the discomfort.
You swore a ghost was digging a knife in your uterus, and right now— you’d appreciate if the ghost just ripped out your uterus completely.
You had holed yourself up in your room, only making it downstairs for breakfast before you were running back to your bathroom to empty the contents of your stomach back out. This was definitely one of the worst periods you’d had in awhile, and you just wanted to slip into a coma until it was over.
Knocking sounded from your door, and you rolled over still clutching your stomach. You looked a mess, you felt like a disaster. Periods always made you feel gross.
“Yeah?” You asked out loud, and you couldn’t hide the discomfort from your tone.
“(Y/n)? You okay?” Bucky asked through the door.
Your eyes widened at his voice, wondering what he was doing here.
You and Bucky had been dating for awhile now, and things had been great. You still managed to get flustered by practically anything he did— and he loved every second of your flustered state. There was one thing that was brought up though— and that was periods.
“Uh— yeah I’m fine! Just tired!” You shouted, nervous that he could sense your lie. He definitely could.
It’s not that you thought he’d judge you for being a woman and having a period. But you were shy to show him that vulnerable side of you. Both you and him had shown the soft sides of each other— clinging to each other when you needed each others comfort. But there was something extra vulnerable about this— and you couldn’t ignore the embarrassment you felt when you even thought of it. You didn’t want him to find you gross, or annoying as you whined.
Okay… I guess you were a little nervous that he’d judge you.
“Doll what’s going on? Can I come in?” He asked, his voice growing more concerned.
You pulled the cover over your legs, giving the room one last once over— it didn’t look terrible. You just wished you could have a minute or two to tidy up. You knew Bucky very well though, and he’d break the door down if you waited one more second.
“Of course, come in!” You announced finally, taking a deep breath, hoping a cramp didn’t hit you while he visited.
The door opened and Bucky peeled his head in first, after making eye contact with you— he sent a warm smile before heading all the way in, shitting the door behind him. He quickly made his way to the bed where he plopped down, looking over you concerned.
“Baby what’s going on? I feel like I haven’t seen you much today. You sure you’re just tired? You aren’t getting sick are you?” He rambled on, and your heart swelled at his concern.
“Buck— I’m fine really. Just didn’t sleep too good last night.” You completely lied, last night was the best sleep you had ever had. Too bad it leaked into today though.
He furrowed his brows and looked at you like he was about to figure you out— see right through you and pick out the lies. You wouldn’t be surprised if the serum gave him those abilities.
“You know you can tell me anything, right?” He asked softly, scooting closer so he could slip his hand underneath the covers to land on your bare thigh.
It was meant to be a comforting gesture, but you feared you’d get blood on him. You knew that was a silly thought— but you were paranoid.
He noticed you tense up from his touch and immediately he removed his hand, his face growing more concerned.
“Baby, what is it?” He pried, trying to look you over again— needing to know what the cause of your discomfort was.
You sighed and gave in, shoulders sagging in defeat. You didn’t want him to worry, and seeing his frantic eyes search you for a wound— you realized you were making this bigger than it needed to be. You just couldn’t ignore the embarrassment you felt.
“It’s just uh… I’m… I’m on my period Buck.” You mumbled, lowering your eyes to the bed.
His concerned expression melted away, his heart falling back into a regular rhythm. He knew he was prehistoric— but he knew what a period was. He just didn’t know why you wanted to hide it from him.
“Oh.” He finally said, “Doll— you can tell me things like that.”
“I know Buck but… it’s embarrassing and gross. I can usually deal with it and nobody ever notices— you know because it’s a normal thing.” You told him, playing with the edge of the comforter. “This one has just been pretty bad and… I just— I don’t know.”
You trailed off, avoiding his gaze. Bucky reached his hand over and tucked some stray hairs behind your ear. Tracing his fingers down your jaw to raise your chin up— that way he could look into your eyes.
“You’re not gross, okay? I’m sorry you’re in pain baby— I wish I could take it all away. It’s not fair you have to deal with this all the time.” He told you gently, and you leaned into his touch.
“It’s not usually this bad but… I don’t know, I guess it’s just a bad one this time around.” You assumed.
Before you could say anything else, you doubled over as the pain came back— stabbing into your uterus. You clutched your lower abdomen— hoping it would help relieve the pain. Bucky’s eyes widened at your whine.
“What can I do to help?” He rushed out, hands hovering over you.
If it were any other time, you’d find his protective, mama bear mode adorable. But for now— you were too busy being in pain.
“Just stay with me please? I don’t wanna lay here alone.” You admitted, your words coming out in whimpers.
Bucky wasted no time in kicking his shoes off, shimming his jacket off before he crawled back into the bed, sneaking under the covers. He leaned back against the headboard, pulling you on top of him.
“Don’t even have to ask doll, I’m staying right here. You comfortable?” He asked.
You reached down and raised your shirt just above your belly button, before you lifted his shirt the same. He furrowed his brows, wondering what you were doing. You laid down completely again, letting your skin smush against his, and because he was a super soldier and was always hot— his warm stomach felt amazing against your lower abdomen. Like a personal heating pad.
“Ahh… that feels good. You’re so warm.” You sighed, ticking your face into the crook of his neck.
He chuckled and smiled into your hair, wrapping his arms protectively around you.
“I love you baby.” He whispered to you, already feeling your breathing even out— falling asleep on him.
Your uterus calmed for now, the warm sensation soothing your pain. You could only wait until the next wave of pain came— but you knew you’d be okay with Bucky holding you.
“Love you too Buck.” You mumbled sleepily against his neck, your breath warming his skin.
He hated that you were in pain, wishing that he could take it all away— but he’d give you as many Bucky cuddles as you needed until you were sick of him.
Truthfully, you’d never get sick of Bucky cuddles.
A/N: short but sweet 🥰
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botanautical · 11 months
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'We all yearn for the woods. That's why every fellow on this island wants to settle down near a tree - just one will do.'
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greyhands · 1 year
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mercuryallen · 2 years
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I wasn't picked. I wasn't what anyone wanted. But I did the job. I chose the job.
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nikholascrow · 6 months
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headcanon that effie crochets and when sirius runs away to live with the potters she makes sirius and james blankets so they can always have something to comfort them when shes not around
she makes another for remus for full moons when he and sirius start dating
and another which she gives to a very confused regulus at the end of Christmas holiday on platform 9 3/4
one day regulus shows up on the potters’ doorstep after a particularly bad fight with his mom wrapped in the blanket
effie had only ever made the blankets so the boys would know they had a place to call home where they could be wrapped in her warm embrace instead of blankets
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daddyricsdoll · 5 months
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Oh emotions, and how I feel so many. I love him 🫶🫶🧡🧡🤭🤭
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wawamouse · 18 days
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frecklystars · 2 months
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yohankang · 5 months
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shit went down at work today and there's a chance they'll fire me 🙃
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orcelito · 2 months
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Got my phone on my own account, so I am Officially independent of my father (in terms of stuff I pay every month)
Also now know what I'm gonna get from life insurance and. Well. It really is a life changing amount of money. Enough that I could potentially just... not work as I make my way through the rest of school.
I want to be careful with it, not grow too flippant about it, but with proper allocation, this could genuinely help me finally get my life on track.
I'm still kinda reeling over it. It's genuinely mind-boggling.
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menelaiad · 1 year
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LOOK. whatever you think of menelaus or agamemnon or whatever. this lil moment here (from icke's oresteia) is AGONY. because they did come from so much shit. from murder and scheming and freakin' cANNIBALISM. yet they MADE IT. before paris and the dominos that fell afterwards, they would have believed that they were different, that they were safe. they had wives that loved them and kids that loved them too (argue with the wall about it). they had MADE IT. DESPITE EVERYTHING. and most importantly they had EACH OTHER. they weren't atreus and thyestes. things were so good for them. and they did good!! we know that myceneans LOVED aga as their king. and menelaus got a kingdom he NEVER expected to have.
to be descended from TANTALUS you are already losing. to then have ATREUS as a father and THYESTES as an uncle? it would have been so easy for greeks to write them off. for them to write themselves off. BUT THAT DIDNT HAPPEN. and they did SO WELL. it was all going SO WELL.
you can't change a narrative. you can't alter fate. and the reason tragedies are so is because it wasn't ALWAYS that way. but ... things could have been so different for them. i TRULY believe that.
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somedecrepitcryptid · 2 years
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Finally found time to catch up to recent episodes and AAAAHHHHHHHH <3
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cheekydogs · 1 year
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Today marks 1 year since my partner gifted me Sunny! Gosh, how time flies—he looks so well-loved now! Here’s to many more years with this special little guy 🧡
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alienaiver · 6 months
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Shinsou is nervous. There's no denying it. You've had three great dates, a lot of banter before that and he's still quietly shaking from kissing you on your doorstep a few nights earlier. But now you've turned radio silent. No texts. No calls. No pictures or silly captions posted on any site you use.
Did you ghost him? Would you do that? You're part of a bigger friend group, you've been friends before you decided to take a step further, but what else could this be?
He caves three miserable days later and calls Tsuyu, because he knows she won't make fun of him but will tell him to his face if she thinks he's a creep.
"Nohr is sick," Tsuyu says quietly. "I've been at her place every day to make sure she's eating and drinking and to feed her cat."
"What can I do?" He asks, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. He's been wallowing in self-doubt while you're suffering! That's not Boyfriend material! That's not even friend material!
"You can cook, right?" Tsuyu asks and explains what he already knows. The foods you prefer when the pain hits. Where you hide your spare key. What to look out for when caring for your cat.
By the time he arrives at your apartment, he feels like he's back in high school, his biggest exam right in front of him. If he fails today, he can kiss this relationship goodbye, right? He'd always tried to be caring and understanding when you were friends, but now that he wants to be more to you, he has to show that he can be more to you.
You're asleep when he comes in and when he leaves. He's not sure if you even understood that it was him moving around you instead of Tsuyu, but the weight of your body, as he held you upright while you ate, has told him something, a secret he had already known but forgotten:
It's not the big things that make a relationship, it's all the little things instead. It doesn't mean he stops planning date number four, but it means he's more than ready to be back at your apartment tomorrow, to clean out your cat's litter box and shake up your pillows.
He loves you. What else would he do?
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dira i am CRYING SMILING SOBBING WIMPERING THIS CHEERED ME UP IMMENSELY THE SECOND (THE! SECOND!) I RECEIVED IT AND WAS ABLE TO READ IT OH MY HOSHHHH........... i am OUT of words and just 😭🧡 MY HEART IS SQUEEZING ILYSM... GO GHE ENDS OF GHE EARTH....!!!!!
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hanzajesthanza · 1 year
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reading other short stories and novels and essays and interviews from sapkowski is so satisfying because not only are these fun to read in of themselves but when my mind returns to the witcher i am like
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#i just read maladie :) ive had the translation on hand for a while but only now got around to reading it#so. give it up for: doomed lovers. subverting the legend. love as illness. deathbeds. avalon and the rudderless boat.#i feel like i understand a little sacrifice way more now for some reason. NOT just the love as illness BUT#iseult of the white hands telling tristan that iseult of the golden hair was indeed on the ship in this retelling by sapkowski when#in the general way it goes (as what i gleaned from wikipedia) she lied in jealousy and told him the sails were black#maladie joins the group of 'i thought this would be really difficult to understand without the background knowledge...'#'... but it only took two to three wikipedia pages to make sure i understood what's going on'#and again no i probably didn't catch every reference or even understand perfectly. it's a first read after all#but did i have fun? was i emotionally moved? YES!#after reading tandaradei! i am like 90% more understanding of what he meant by the whole 'eyes of ugly girls' thing from the last wish#me beginning the story and it's going on about how she's not pretty: 'jeez i dont see how that's really relevant man'#me ending the story and it ends like *that*: 'I SEE.... I SEEEEEE i got it OK'#LITERALLY i feel validated though because that was how I INTERPRETED IT... it's about society. her psychology. not her looks.#it's about the CRUELTY OF OTHERS which THEN BECOMES the CRUELTY OF THE GIRL!!!#the 'girl is mistreated. girl goes WILD' recurring story. art should disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed#come on... it's like carrie x the vvitch x midsommar
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skrunksthatwunk · 3 months
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do you guys know that video of the very very southern man comforting his dog after he threw up in his truck. im not great with accents but i think he's from louisiana bc he sounds a bit like my grandpa. i miss him...
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