Summary: The morning after a team party, Bucky wakes up in your bed.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
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The sunlight filtered in through the curtains, and he groggily opened his eyes. It was bright, and the pounding in his head was so loud that he squeezed his eyes shut again.
He rolled over to his left side so that his back was facing the window. He stretched his right arm out, and rather than finding empty sheets beneath his fingertips, he found a lump. A human-shaped lump.
His eyes snapped open. This time, he didn’t care about the light or the pain. He was solely focusing on the person lying next to him.
He lifted himself onto his elbow and looked around the room. Clothes were thrown haphazardly on the floor.
Wait.
This wasn’t his room.
It was yours.
Shit.
He laid down on his back and ran his hands over his face as it hit him that the person in bed next to him was you—his best friend.
All of the memories from last night hit him. He drank with you all night. He flirted with you—a lot. And you flirted back. He’d pulled you into his lap and whispered things into your ear that he never thought he would whisper into your ear.
It was early hours of the morning when he’d pulled you out of the party and into the elevator. Then he’d kissed you. Then ended up in your room.
You groaned from beside him.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and waited what felt like a lifetime for you to roll over. He heard you mumble ‘shit,’ and a small, amused smile tugged at his lips. “Yup, that was my reaction too.” He looked at you. You were already looking at him.
A beat of silence.
Then another.
Then another.
“We should talk about…this.”
“Yeah,” you sighed. “Can I shower first and get rid of this headache?”
“Sure. I’ll get us some water and painkillers. Do you want some food?”
“Yes, please.”
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He could hear the shower running in the bathroom. He set your plate and water on the bedside table while he sat on your bed and ate his food. His mind was going at a mile a minute.
A couple of minutes later, you exited the bathroom looking a little more refreshed. He looked at you with a smile. “Hey.”
“Hey.”
“Your food should still be warm.”
“Thank you.”
“There are painkillers with your water.”
“Thanks.”
You ate in silence.
You took the painkillers in silence.
You drank your water in silence.
Not once did you look at him.
When you finished, he took your empty plate and glass and put them with his on the bedside table. And then said, “So.”
You looked up from the bedsheet and locked eyes with him. “So.”
“We should talk.”
“We should.”
He scratched the back of his neck and cleared his throat. “How should we go forward with this?” he asked, gesturing between himself and you.
“Um. Well, we can’t deny that it happened. We had a one-night stand, and that’s it. We draw a line under it and keep it in the past.”
“Yeah. Yeah, that sounds good.”
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The kitchen fell silent when he walked into the kitchen. You entered a couple of seconds later. All eyes went to him. And to you. “What?” he asked.
“Did you two have fun last night?” Sam teased as he wiggled his eyebrows.
Bucky’s cheeks heated up, and he muttered, “Shut up.” He sat down at the table opposite you.
“Y’know, it’s about time you two hooked up,” Tony said.
“What?” you asked.
Tony shrugged. “Just sayin’.”
“So, what happens from here?” Wanda wondered.
“Nothing,” you answered.
“Why not?” Steve questioned.
“Because that’s what we decided,” you told him.
“Aw, c’mon. Why?” Sam said.
Your chair scraped on the tile as you got up. “I’m going to my room.”
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You were avoiding him. Or maybe everyone. You hadn’t come down for lunch. Or dinner.
You hadn’t even answered his texts. You’d left him on read.
It was unlike you.
He missed you.
He hadn’t stopped thinking about you since he’d woken up next to you.
He decided to check in on you. He even brought some leftover pizza.
He raised his fist and knocked. The door opened, and he smiled at you. “Hey.”
“Um, hey.”
“Can I come in?”
“Sure.”
“I brought you pizza. I figured you might be hungry.”
“Thanks.”
“How’ve you been?” he asked once you had shut the door.
“Okay. You?”
“Okay.” He sat on the end of your bed; his eyes followed you as you sat in your armchair on the opposite side of the room.
He waited until you’d eaten to talk. “You’ve been holed up in here all day. Are you avoiding me?”
“I’m avoiding everyone.”
“Why?”
“What they said in the kitchen. I don’t know. It got to me, I guess.”
“Ignore them.”
“I can try, but you know what they’re like.”
“Yeah,” he sighed. “Listen, about last night... I.”
“Buck, we spoke about this,” you muttered as you got up and went to your window. You leaned against the wall next to your window and gazed out of it.
“I know.” He stood up. “I can’t stop thinking about it. I can’t stop thinking about you.” He was in front of you now. “Look at me. Please.”
You did.
“I should think it was a mistake, but I don’t. If you tell me that you haven’t thought about last night even once, then I’ll leave. If you tell me that you don’t want me to kiss you right now, then I’ll leave.”
You shook your head and looked down at the ground. “I can’t tell you any of that,” you looked at him again, “I haven’t stopped thinking about it. Or you. Or how good it felt to be with you. It wasn’t a mistake to me either. And I’m kind of terrified about it.”
“Me too,” he admitted. “I can’t leave it at one night with you.”
“Me either.”
His hands came up to cup your face. His eyes searched yours. “Can I?”
“Yes.”
He smiled. Then he sealed his lips over yours.
He was breathless when he pulled away. A smile bloomed on his face as your eyes fluttered open. “I’m happy that last night happened.
“Me too,” you smiled. This time it was you who pulled him in for a kiss.
This is Sophia,
my long-time friend and expert cuddle bug. Normally she is lively and always up f… Hannah Jarrett needs your support
This is Sophia, my long time friend and expert cuddle bug. Normally she is lively and always up for a bite to eat, but the passed few weeks, she has gotten rather sick. At first it started with a few accidents in the house here and there, until it appeared as though she just couldn't control her bladder. So, I took her to our vet and after a blood test, they found that her bloodsugar was over 600. Which is dangerously high. They insisted on keeping her for two nights while they tried to get it back into the range of normal levels. However, it seemed to be resistant to insulin, fluctuating between 600 and the high 400s. They keep running different blood panels and other tests to try and figure out what is causing this.
As of today, she is down to 300
Meanwhile, we are continuing to keep her on insulin to hopefully keep her bloodsugar going down, but with all the tests, vet visits, insulin, and other expenses, I am struggling to stay afloat. I'm doing all I can, but any help would be appreciated!
Thank you!
Even a reblog is a great help if you can't donate!
Just wondering if you were still active and going to update the snowstorm series for Steve Rogers, I’m obsesseddddd lol
Hi! I’m still here!
Soooo I’ve actually started rewriting Snow Storm (along with another series of mine 👀). I’m hopefully going to start posting those -and posting in general- very soon.
Sorry that I’ve been away for so long. But I’m back and I can’t wait to get back to sharing my writing with you all!
The lack of care given to Steve after his awakening, especially in terms of addressing his grief, survivor’s guilt, and PTSD, will forever infuriate me.
Hey dude, you should literally be catatonic from grief and loss and shock but how about you jump right into fighting this mess we made while you were under??? Oh and while we’re at it, you’re gonna be ridiculed, marginalized, and treated like nothing more than a real life action figure.
No one will be particularly kind to you and at the end of the movie, you’ll go off alone while we’re all paired up.
OMG YES, so much this. Two weeks. TWO WEEKS. That’s the only adjustment Steve had between ‘hey, welcome to the 21st century, we do so hope you enjoy your stay’ and ‘hey man, we have this little alien problem, you think you can help us out with that?’. And there form of catching him up is handing him a manila envelope with personnel files on the Commandos, Howard and Peggy and all but Peggy had big red DECEASED stamps on it. That’s so cold, so impersonal. He had to sit there, in a horribly lit apartment, and read those stamps, one right after another, alone.
It took two years for Steve to meet Sam, the first person to ask him how he was doing and if he was happy (and yes, to be fair, I realize that Natasha was trying to help, in her own way, by encouraging him to go out and meet people). Honestly though, just thinking about Steve during those two years breaks my heart. Especially since we have a basis for comparison. Steve’s awakening in the comics was nothing like that, there he had people who reached out to him and took it upon themselves to help him adjust from the get-go. The contrast is heartbreaking.
YES to all of this! Imagine how much more sense CACW would have made (and how even more heartbreaking it would have been), if Tony had reached out to Steve at the end of Avengers, given him a place to stay while they built the team together…*sings We Could’ve Had it AAAAAALLLL” Not blaming “Tony.” That was Whedon’s call to send Steve off on his Lonely Motorcycle Ride of Not Dealing With Things.
#this #steve rogers #everyone goes on about Tony’s ptsd #which he has #but fuck #Steve was ripped from the world he knew #he lost everyone but Peggy #and he just gets sent out into the world #until ‘btw we fucked up with this ikea lamp that you died trying to destroy. also like half of us are nazis. oopsie" #and Steve goes with it #and everything is fucked up #and Steve is playing at being a supersoldier #his insides still half frozen with trauma and grief #he plays it pretty #even though Tony is a dick to him #and it’s another slap in the face to #know that Howard became a terrible father #and there is a seed of bitterness in his son #that Steve didn’t live to see in howard #Steve takes the mission to save the world #because that is what Cap would do #he’s carrying the shield like a mask #because the man he was #is still in the ice #he isn’t ready to be himself but in #the blood on his knuckles seeping into the wraps #he’s a shell as much as the winter soldier is later #bucky went into hiding #living a sparse life as he put pieces of himself together (via @typhoidmeri)
Right so this lady was smart, if you’re ever in a sedan-style trunk there’s a little pull tab that you can use to get yourself out that is STANDARD in cars built after 2001. It’s the law just like headlights and seatbelts.
if you are in an SUV style vehicle or newer model car you may be able to find the automatic trunk release wire, pull on it, it will pop the trunk
if you can’t find any of that stuff,look for the brake light housing. You will need to pull back the trunk carpeting and feel about. It’s probably bolted in, but some careful wiggling will dislodge it. If people see a goddamn arm waving out of a hole in a car while they poke along I-95 they likely will do something about it
I was about to explain that handle myself. I did in the past and was told I have a sick since of humor for saying it helps to serve as an escape method in kidnappings.
Some of them even glow in the dark for easier finding.
1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
6: do you keep plants?
7: do you name your plants?
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?
12: what’s your favorite planet?
13: what’s something that made you smile today?
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
20: what’s your favorite eye color?
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
22: are you a morning person?
23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?
26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?
28: sunrise or sunset?
29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.
33: what’s your fave pastry?
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?
36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
38: tell us about your pet peeves!
39: what color do you wear the most?
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?
41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?
49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?
50: what’s an odd thing you collect?
51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?
54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?
59: what’s your favorite myth?
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?
61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?
62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?
63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
68: what’s winter like where you live?
69: what are your favorite board games?
70: have you ever used a ouija board?
71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?
73: what are some of your worst habits?
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
75: tell us about your pets!
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?
77: pink or yellow lemonade?
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
82: are/were you good in school?
83: what’s some of your favorite album art?
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?
85: do you read comics? what are your faves?
86: do you like concept albums? which ones?
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
89: are you close to your parents?
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
95: what are your plans for this weekend?
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
Hi. I just want to say to every single person who has ever commented on my writing that I smile so big and so fucking hard the whole time that I am replying that my face actually hurts by the end.
In a time when things are stressful, unknown, unjust, and just plain hard... thank you for that joy. I appreciate you.
Series Summary: The invitation for your ten-year high school reunion comes in the mail, and to say you’re dreading it is an understatement. Your best friend, Bucky Barnes, offers to go with you as your fiance. However, there’s one glaring issue, you have feelings for Bucky, and he has feelings for you, but neither of you knows about the others’ feelings. But, who knows? This reunion could finally bring you two together and make you fess up. But, only time will tell.
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
A/N: Here it is! The epilogue! I forgot to put this on part seven, but I just want to thank all of you for reading, liking, reblogging, and commenting on this series. I’m so happy you’ve a;; enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I appreciate the support and I love you guys!
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"Bucky, where are you taking me?"
"You'll see." The elevator doors dinged open, and he placed a hand on the small of your back while keeping the other over your eyes as he led you down the hall and into the theatre room. Bruno walked by his side. "Everyone's on missions right now, so we have the tower to ourselves," he whispered into your ear.
"If you think that we're going to have sex on the couch again, you're wrong. Tony will kill us if he has to replace the furniture again."
"That was in his Malibu home, and it's his fault 'cause he said we could use it for a week. He also didn't tell us that he checks the cameras sometimes. Also, I wasn't thinking about that, but I am now," he smirked before gently nibbling your earlobe.
"James."
"I'm kidding. Maybe." You let out a laugh, and he smiled brightly at the sound before placing a sweet and gentle kiss on your neck. "Okay, you can open your eyes now," he said as he moved his hand.
"Wow," you said as you looked around the room. Blankets covered the large couch at the front of the room, scented candles had been lit and dotted around, fairy lights twinkled above the cinema screen, and a pizza box was waiting on the couch. "This is very romantic."
"I'm glad you think so."
You turned to him with narrowed eyes that held a playful glint in them. "What did you do?"
"I'm offended that you think I've done something. I haven't done anything. I just want to treat my girl," he told you with a soft smile. "Bruno, away from the food you've already eaten." Bruno whined dramatically before flopping down in front of the couch. "He is so dramatic," Bucky chuckled.
"I know, but he's a good boy."
"I know he is. Come on, let's pick a movie," Bucky said as you both sat down on the couch.
"Well, we could watch Breaking Dawn? We only have two movies left to finish the Twilight series."
"Two? I thought Breaking Dawn was the last one?" Bucky asked as he put the pizza box on his lap and moved closer to you.
"Yeah, part one and part two."
"Alright, I suppose we can watch them."
You instructed F.R.I.D.A.Y. to play the movie as you cuddled into Bucky's side. Once it started playing, you and Bucky tucked into the pizza.
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"Wait, so Bella gave birth to a half-vampire, half-human baby, died, and then Jacob imprinted on said baby?"
"Yes."
"What the fuck. That's just...wow."
"I know," you laughed.
"That baby was so obviously CGI too."
"I know, but the original doll that they were going to use was so much worse. You pulled up a photo of the doll on your phone and showed it to him."
"God, that thing is terrifying. That's what my sleep paralysis demon looks like," he joked.
"Oh my God," you laughed. "Hey, speaking of kids, would you ever want to have any?"
"We already have one. Right, Bruno?" Bruno let out a bark as he jumped onto Bucky's lap. "Okay, okay. I love you too," Bucky laughed as Bruno licked his cheek.
"You two are adorable," you smiled. "But, I'm not talking about the son we already have and love." Bruno let out a low whine as he looked at you with puppy dog eyes. "Bruno, I love you very much, but I'm talking about something else right now," you said as you cradled his face between your hands and scratched him behind the ears. You turned your attention back to Bucky, and Bruno rested his head in your lap. "Would you?"
"With you? Yeah. Why wouldn't I want to? I love you, so yes, I'd want to have kids. Why do you ask?"
You absentmindedly ran your fingers through Bruno's fur. "I'm relieved and happy that you said that. I was asking because I wanted to know you felt about it because I'm pregnant."
"What? Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I found out before you dragged me down here. I know it's very sudden considering we've only been together for a year, and we haven't had this conversation yet, but sometimes life just throws things at you."
"Yes, it's very sudden, but holy shit, we're having a baby," Bucky beamed. He pulled you in for a tight hug and buried his face in the crook of your neck, the scent of your perfume filling his nose. "I love you so much."
"I love you too," you said, pressing a light kiss to his temple.
Bucky rested his forehead against yours and splayed his hand on your stomach. "There's a reason I brought you down here tonight and why I did all of this," he said as he gestured around the room. "There's something that I've been planning for a couple of weeks now. Bruno, fetch it." Bruno jumped off the couch, went behind it, and came back a few seconds later with a little black bag hanging out of his mouth. "Good boy," Bucky praised, stroking Bruno's head as he took the bag. He pulled a red velvet box out of the bag.
"What's this?" You watched as he got off the couch and knelt on one knee. "James."
"Darlin', you're my best friend and soulmate wrapped into one perfect package. You've seen me at my worst, and you've seen me at my best, and you've stuck by my side through all of it. You make me laugh and smile like I used to before the war. When we were fake engaged, I could've bought a cheap ring from the internet, but I didn't. I gave you my mom's ring because I knew it was perfect for you. I never pictured giving it to anyone else. Ever. I gave you something special to me because you're special to me. You're my world, and now so is this baby." He opened the box to reveal his mom's ring. "Will you marry me?"
"Yes."
Bucky quickly slipped the ring onto your finger, happy to see that it still fit you perfectly. He dropped the box onto the floor before taking your face between his hands and crashing his lips to yours. "I've been so fucking nervous all day to do that."
"I know the feeling. I've only known that I'm pregnant for a couple of hours, and I've been nervous as hell to tell you that," you said as he rejoined you on the couch. "I love you, James Barnes."
"I love you too, Y/N Barnes."
"I could get used to hearing that," you smiled.
Bucky smiled right back at you and kissed you again as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. "Me too, and I could definitely get used to saying it."
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Four years later, you and Bucky were happily married with two beautiful children. Twins, which was just your luck. Joseph James “JJ” Barnes and Aurora Winnifred “Rory” Barnes were perfect and a handful. Naming them after his parents seemed fitting.
You had moved out of the tower and into a house upstate close to the compound a month after you got married, which was four months before the twins were born. Yes, the wedding planning was very rushed, but you had a lot of amazing people to help, which made it much less stressful.
You pushed the door open and stepped inside the house. “I’m home,” you called out.
“Mommy!”
“Hi, babies,” you beamed as they came running at you. They were both wearing tiaras, and JJ had a cape wrapped around his shoulders. Bruno was running alongside them. You sat on the balls of your feet and wrapped your arms around JJ and Rory. “I have missed you so much.” Bruno barked and licked your cheek. “I missed you too, Bruno,” you added, scratching him beneath the chin.
“We missed you too, mommy,” JJ said as he clutched onto you tightly.
“Where’s your daddy?”
“In the kitchen. We made cookies and daddy’s making sure they’re cool,” Rory told you.
“Cookies? Do I get one?”
“Yeah,” JJ giggled. “But only after dinner.”
“Of course,” you smiled as you stood up.
“Daddy said we could order pizza tonight,” Rory said.
“That’s going to be fun.” You adjusted J.J on your hip, and Rory grabbed your hand. With Bruno following by your side, you went to the kitchen. Bucky was in there setting cookies out on a plate. He had a tiara on top of his head. “Hey.”
“Hey, doll,” Bucky smiled. He approached you and pressed a light kiss to your lips.
“Eww gross,” JJ and Rory complained.
“Why don’t you two go pick out a movie while I order dinner?” Bucky suggested.
You set JJ down on his feet, and he, Rory, and Bruno ran off. “Have they been okay?”
“Yeah. A couple of tantrums, but nothing I can’t handle. How was the mission?”
“It was fine. Just the usual get in, take down the bad guys, get the intel, and get out kind of job.”
“I missed you,” Bucky said, pulling you in close by the hips.
“I missed you too,” you responded before kissing him softly. “Cute tiara.”
“Thank you. We were having a tea party. Rory insisted that I was a princess.”
“You do make a very cute princess.”
“Why, thank you. Would you like to join us?”
“After a shower, I would love to.”
“Alright.”
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After showering and changing, you went back downstairs to join your family. You could hear giggling as you approached the living room. You leaned against the door frame and watched them play with a smile.
“Get him,” JJ giggled.
“We will take down the evil King,” Rory claimed.
“I thought I was a princess.”
“No, you were really the evil King disguised as a princess,” Rory said.
“We don’t like the evil king being in our castle,” JJ added.
They got him on the floor and sat on his chest and pretended to beat him up. Bucky spotted you standing in the doorway. “What about mommy? What’s she?”
JJ looked over his shoulder. “Mommy’s the Queen.”
“She’s our Queen,” Rory added. “Queen, what should we do with the evil King?”
You pushed yourself off the door frame and approached them. “You said it yourself, princess, you have to defeat the evil King.”
“No, please,” Bucky pleaded, holding back a laugh.
“Let’s defeat him!” Rory cheered.
“For the castle and the Queen!” JJ added.
“Noooo,” Bucky playfully screamed as they pretended to kill him. He played dead and smiled when he heard Rory and JJ cheering.
“You can get up now, daddy,” JJ said.
“Rahh,” Bucky cried as he sat up. They squealed and giggled as he wrapped his arms around them. Bruno barked and excitedly wagged his tail as he put his two front paws on Bucky’s shoulders from behind.
“Alright, kids, should we watch a movie?”
“Yeah!” JJ and Rory grinned.
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Pizza and two movies later and JJ and Rory started getting tired.
“Are you two ready to go to bed?” you asked.
JJ rubbed at his eyes. “Can you tell us a story first?”
“What story, pumpkin?”
“Make one up,” Rory said, cuddling into you.
“I think we can do that,” Bucky replied as he gently stroked JJ’s hair.
“I think we can,” you agreed. “Once upon a time, there was a prince and a princess who loved each other very much, but neither of them knew that the other loved them back.”
“How didn’t they know that they loved each other?” Rory questioned.
“They were very silly. Their friends called them clueless because they couldn’t see the signs that the other loved them right back,” Bucky answered. “One day, the prince agreed to go to a scary place with the princess so that she wouldn’t be scared and lonely and so the horrible people wouldn’t pick on her. While they were there, a witch tried to steal the prince away, but her spells wouldn’t work because his love for the princess was too strong. The next day, the prince's friends, the jesters, told him that he should tell the princess how he feels, and the prince realized that they were right.”
“So, the prince and the princess spent the day together. The prince even took the princess to play with puppies, and they had a lot of fun,” you continued. “One night, the princess went out with her friends, the fairies, to celebrate her birthday and they gave her a beautiful present. But, the wicked witch was also there, and she tried to scare the princess.”
“What happened to the witch?” JJ wondered as he rubbed his eyes.
“She melted along with her witch friends after they realized that they held no power over the princess,” you answered, holding back a laugh when Bucky snickered.
“Did the prince tell the princess that he loved her?” JJ asked.
“He did,” Bucky responded. “On her birthday, the prince gave the princess a very special present, a puppy that he knew she loved from when they went to play with puppies. You see, the princess has been feeling very happy the night before after drinking some special juice, and she told him that she loved him. But, the prince waited for her to get some rest and for the juice to wear off so he could see if she remembered what she had told him. Luckily for him, the princess remembered everything.”
Rory let out a yawn and snuggled into your chest. “Then what happened?”
“The prince and the princess got married and became the king and queen of their own castle,” you said.
“Then they welcomed two children. A perfect prince and a perfect princess, and then they all lived happily ever after,” Bucky finished.
“They’re asleep. Let’s take them to bed,” you whispered. “Bruno, in your bed, bub.” Bruno yawned and stretched before padding over to his bed in the corner of the living room.
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With Rory and JJ tucked up in bed, you and Bucky headed into your room and got into bed. You cuddled into him on his left side with your head resting over his heart. The sound of his heartbeat and the gentle whirring of his metal arm filled your ears and made you feel safe and at home.
“How did we end up with two perfect kids?” you asked.
“Someone must’ve blessed us,” Bucky answered, gently kissing the top of your head while running his metal fingers through your hair.
“Definitely.”
“I’ve been thinking.”
“Uh oh,” you joked as you leaned up on your elbow to look at him.
“Funny,” he responded sarcastically, lightly nipping your side, which made you squeak a little.
“Okay, seriously. What have you been thinking about?”
“Let’s have another baby.”
“You want to have another baby?”
“I do. I love our little family, but I would like to expand it. But only if you do. We could even adopt if you wanted to. We could give a child a better home.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yeah. Let’s do it. Let’s adopt a child and give them a good life.”
His metal hand cupped your cheek, and a smile appeared on his face. Bucky tipped his head forward and captured your lips with his own. “I love you so much, Y/N Barnes.”
“I love you too, James Barnes.”
“Thank you. For never forgetting me. For always finding an excuse to remind me that you care about me. For making me feel special. Thank you for everything that you do, and everything that you are.” - Ranata Suzuki.
Series Summary: The invitation for your ten-year high school reunion comes in the mail, and to say you’re dreading it is an understatement. Your best friend, Bucky Barnes, offers to go with you as your fiance. However, there’s one glaring issue, you have feelings for Bucky, and he has feelings for you, but neither of you knows about the others’ feelings. But, who knows? This reunion could finally bring you two together and make you fess up. But, only time will tell.
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
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It was eleven when you woke up with a pounding headache. You remembered falling asleep next to Bucky, but when you went to cuddle into him, all you found were cold sheets and a note on the pillow.
You rubbed your eyes and opened the note.
Text me when you’re awake, and I’ll bring you breakfast. I’ve brought you a fresh glass of water, and the painkillers are still there.
Awwwwww finally!!!!!!! I’m so happy for them, they’re definitely made for each other! But my fave was obviously Bruno, I was waiting for him to be back 😂
Honestly, I knew Bucket was going to do something stupid and I did see it coming as soon as he leaned on the door he’s dumb dumb 😂 but he recovered a bit with the pick up line, I have to say!
Anyway, I loved this series! It was the cuteness we needed!!!
They really are made for each other. They’re so cute. Typical Bonky did something stupid 🤦🏻♀️😂 but we love him anyway. But at least he recovered quickly 😂😂.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting. Your support for this series has been beyond fantastic and I appreciate it so much. You’re amazing and I love you ♥️♥️♥️
Series Summary: The invitation for your ten-year high school reunion comes in the mail, and to say you’re dreading it is an understatement. Your best friend, Bucky Barnes, offers to go with you as your fiance. However, there’s one glaring issue, you have feelings for Bucky, and he has feelings for you, but neither of you knows about the others’ feelings. But, who knows? This reunion could finally bring you two together and make you fess up. But, only time will tell.
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
Previous Part | Series Master List | Epilogue
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It was eleven when you woke up with a pounding headache. You remembered falling asleep next to Bucky, but when you went to cuddle into him, all you found were cold sheets and a note on the pillow.
You rubbed your eyes and opened the note.
Text me when you’re awake, and I’ll bring you breakfast. I’ve brought you a fresh glass of water, and the painkillers are still there.
Series Summary: The invitation for your ten-year high school reunion comes in the mail, and to say you’re dreading it is an understatement. Your best friend, Bucky Barnes, offers to go with you as your fiance. However, there’s one glaring issue, you have feelings for Bucky, and he has feelings for you, but neither of you knows about the others’ feelings. But, who knows? This reunion could finally bring you two together and make you fess up. But, only time will tell.
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
Previous Part | Series Master List | Epilogue
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It was eleven when you woke up with a pounding headache. You remembered falling asleep next to Bucky, but when you went to cuddle into him, all you found were cold sheets and a note on the pillow.
You rubbed your eyes and opened the note.
Text me when you’re awake, and I’ll bring you breakfast. I’ve brought you a fresh glass of water, and the painkillers are still there.
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