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This is my fandom blog where I mainly post/reblog Bucky Barnes/Seb & some Witcher stuff. I'm a norwegian female equestrian, wannabe artist and history geek, hello! ♡

[soyalexnajera]

WANDAVISION SPOILERS WITHOUT CONTEXT

BONUS

[chris-evans]

That’s rough buddy

[astralarias-old-deactivated2024]

A good trope: confident characters getting flustered by their love interest

[thestovetops]

[whitesunlars]

hypothesis: everyone has the hots for geralt because he is the ideal mix of legolas and aragorn that we have always craved

[praktfullt]

This is exactly what I’ve been saying!!!

[im-not-here-2021]

Biker!bucky getting the dopiest little smile on his face when he finds you dancing around the kitchen and belting out your favorite song not realizing he’s standing in the doorway watching

“Well that is just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Spinoff Saturday™️

[yennefer-fan]

source:  Rik Wilkinson Artist

[minmiin1d]

i knew he reminded me of someone 

[writingcroissant]

Rollercoasters || Bucky Barnes x reader

Gif not mine

Summary: Bucky and his girl go through the ups and downs of pregnancy.

A/N: Just fyi - I never had a baby nor have I ever been pregnant so keep in mind that I wrote this story by combining my rather extensive knowledge about movies, TV-shows and books with dozens of parenting-advice articles lol. Also this COULD be read as a sequel to Just Friends but it doesnt have to. My favourites are the first and the last part cause as you all know I fucking love writing angst I don’t know why, I guess there’s something wrong with me.

Warnings: angst, literally so much fluff it’s sickening, more angst, little bit of violence, language

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“I’m just sayin’, if they don’t want me to buy it, don’t put it on display. You should’ve seen the waitress! She was furious.”

Bucky dives his spoon back into a bowl of cereal with a sharp clink as he hits the bottom. Only once does he want a quiet morning. A quiet breakfast without having to listen to Sam going on and on about something Bucky stopped listening to long before he even started talking.

He’s sure Sam does it on purpose. He’s sure he sets his alarm clock for an ungodly hour every day, knowing very well it’s when Bucky usually gets up, only so he can annoy him in a task that’s ought to be the most peaceful and quiet: breakfast.

“Jesus, are you going on about the lobsters again, Sam?”

Natasha flops down on a stool at the other end of the kitchen isle, a grin on her face when Sam throws her a glare and a wink - the latter of which Bucky’s sure he wasn’t supposed to see.

It’s half past eight when the kitchen begins to shrink in size, more and more Avengers gradually filling in until every stool is taken and a cacophony of clinking glasses and scratching cutlery on porcelain fills the air. The fridge is opened thrice within a minute, and Bucky wants to scream.

Usually she’s there by now. Usually, he would’ve been long gone. It’s a ritual. He wakes up early, let’s her sleep, goes to the gym, takes a shower, and has breakfast until she arrives in the kitchen with a tired smile and a yawn. Then he kisses her, watches her eat, listens to her plans for the day, throws his dishes into the sink and gets the fuck out before this happens.

Today, it’s almost nine when she finally arrives, fully dressed and not nearly as tired as she usually looks in the morning. She barely spares him a glance and the smile dies on Bucky’s lips.

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[softlyspector-deactivated202408]

I am only soft 🥺

[praktfullt]

Thank you so much for writing this, I loved reading it <3

[spideyjlaw]

Bucky:

Sam: *jokingly* So you killed JFK?

Bucky: *in all seriousness* What are you a cop? Mind your own business.

Sam:

[tepkunset]

The biggest problem with the Falcon and Winter Soldier show is that it’s never gonna live up to Tumblr

[yennefer-fan]

Piglet

source: https://www.instagram.com/p/B6kkV3dnmcN/

[mycupoffanfiction]

Lullaby of Woe

Bucky x Reader

Summary: Set in the Witcher universe, Bucky finds a trail leading to his lost love who had been taken from him and he races to get to you before monsters find you.

Warnings: Violence, lots of fighting and violence and Witcher horror.

Word Count: Approx 1570

A/N: Hellooo! Happy Halloween/Samhain/Spooky Day/Thursday. I ADORE The Witcher, so here is a fic in the universe based off one of the amazing Witcher 3 trailers. This one is based off the trailer ‘A Night to Remember’ where he hunts a Bruxa (a type of vampire).

THIS IS PURELY BASED OFF THE TRAILER, IT’S NOT EVEN SET IN TOUSSAINT

If you’re not familiar with the Witcher lore, all you really need to know about this fic are what the words Ignis and Aard mean in relation to the action. Both words are powers the Witcher has, Ignis being the use of fire and Aard is a telekinetic force. Enjoy!

Wolves asleep amidst the trees.

Bats all a swaying in the breeze

But one soul lies anxious wide awake

Fearing no manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths

“James, come back!” Natasha screamed for him, voice ripping through the darkness. “She’s gone, she’s dead!” She shouted into the trees as he rode away on his horse. Bucky knew you were alive; he could feel it.

For your dolly Polly sleep has flown

Don’t dare let her tremble alone

Trembling, both from cold and fear, you shuffled back on the freezing flagstones beneath you, hands wet with blood as you whimpered, tears rolling down your cheeks. It was supposed to be safe further North, you had been told at least. That was before you’d been forced away from Bucky, thrust into the arms of the unknown with men you didn’t trust nor like.

But now you had been used and left out, chained up and petrified, a loose end ready to be taken. If the monsters didn’t get to you, the cold would. There was no way you’d make it long enough to consider dying of hunger an option.

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[praktfullt]

aaahh!! This was just what I needed after finishing episode 8 last night! I love watching ‘a night to remember’ and reading this made feel like I was watching it for the first time again🤩 And the Witcher lifestyle suits Bucky so well!! Thank you for the wonderful writing💕

[praktfullt]

Okay, so now that the Witcher has been out on netflix for almost a week, are there any Witcher Bucky fics out yet??:)

[enbydindjarin]

@mycupoffanfiction has one! She wrote it a few months ago and its the reason I started watching the show😂

[mycupoffanfiction]

Omg 😂 I'm so glad it got you watching the show, I'm a huge fan of the Witcher universe.

@praktfullt if you're interested it's called Lullaby of Woe, you can find it on my masterlist and it's based off the song used in The Witcher 3 trailers 💕

[praktfullt]

@mycupoffanfiction How have I not seen it before!! I’ve been obsessed with the thought of Witcher Bucky for ages, the combination of my two favourite White Wolves!! @veganfangirl5 thank you so much for letting me know, I will definitely read it first thing in the morning😁

[praktfullt]

Okay, so now that the Witcher has been out on netflix for almost a week, are there any Witcher Bucky fics out yet??:)

[laradxrren]

Clown of Rivia

[marsapartment]

Their Shrek and Donkey energy is off the charts

[brooklyn-boy]

Patience — One Shot

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky is a little lost in 21st-century dating. On one hand, he wants to wine and dine you and ask your closest parental figure for their permission to date you, and on the other, he just really wants to dick you down.

Warnings: smut, some insecurity talk, fluff, sweetness, bucky being baby

A/N: aka: Bucky Barnes stepping slowly into a sexual relationship

“Hey Buck, can you get my back?” Bucky is startled from his spiralling inner monologue by your appearance at the door to the bathroom and his name on your lips. You’re holding out a bottle of what looks like lotion, the gentle smell of vanilla and coconut wafting through to where he sits on the bed and he wonders how on earth he’s supposed to do this.

“Uh, yeah, sure.” You smile sweetly at him and move to the bed, sitting on the edge of it with your back to him, the bottle passed over your shoulder.

“Uh, do I just—?” You seem to realise at the same moment he speaks that your baggy grey T-shirt still covers you and you jolt.

“Oh, yeah sorry, lemme just…” You trail off and he watches in simultaneous horror and arousal as you lift the back of your shirt over your shoulders, the front held down in place, still protecting your modesty.

Still, he can see the soft curve of your breast where you aren’t wearing a bra and his pants tighten like some teenage boy. He wants to roll his eyes at himself, he should be able to do this without his mind going immediately to the gutter. He focuses on the fact that you’re so easily offering him this job and this trust, and that he shouldn’t ogle you in the face of that.

After all, he was your boyfriend.

Or at least, he’s pretty sure he is.

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