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[stillgirlfrommars]

“I want you,” James said. “More than anything, I want you by my side.”

She took half a step forward and caught his hand in hers, kissed the palm of it. “You have me.”

Places Where We Will Always Be Together - or - a baptism, a wedding and a funeral make Bucky and Natasha question what life has to offer two people such as them.

Illustrations for @missmorwen‘s absolutely wonderful story for the 2019 BuckyNat Mini Bang.

[supernutellastuff]

For the Behind the Scenes of Fic Writing meme: 4 and 17

Thanks for the questions!

4. Do you outline before you start writing? If so, how far do you stray from that outline?

I never have an outline lol. I write when inspiration grips me and once I start, I make note of the random fragments, plot points, dialogues, vague aesthetics that come to me. It’s all very disorganised. It’s why I’m so slow :P

17. What fic are you most proud of?

Flesh and Bone, my zombie Buckynat AU. It’s definitely the most ambitious fic I’ve written in a very short period of time, and I’m proud of myself for attempting something with a lot of action and world-building. 

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[ootcs]

BuckyNat prompt: Bucky and Natasha visits Paris, they end up wrecking the hotel room they were staying in.

Bucky drops his bags and dives for the bed, bouncing once and then flipping onto his back. He grins up at Natasha’s amused face.

“Alone at last,” he declares. “Shall we christen the bed, mon coeur?”

She licks her lips and moves closer, climbing on top of him without touching. “Careful,” she says, a twinkle in her eye. “We can’t break the furniture like we did last time. We’re already here on fake names.”

“I’ll be as gentle as a deer,” he promises, cupping her cheek in his hand and running his thumb over her lower lip. “God, you’re beautiful.”

Natasha leans in, and out of the corner of his eye, Bucky sees a shadow move underneath the closet door.

—

Natasha looks down at the bloodstain forming on the carpet underneath their unconscious would-be assassin. “Maybe if we drag over the study table to cover it?”

Bucky looks over and sees that the study table is in two pieces, having collapsed when when he landed on it earlier. “I don’t think that’s going to work.”

She follows his gaze. “I see.”

They look around the room together, observing the bullet-ridden headboard, the fallen lamp, the broken hinge on the closet door, and the rest of the destruction that’s been wreaked upon this hotel room in the past five minutes.

Bucky shakes his head. “We’re going to need new pseudonyms, aren’t we.”

[takeariskao3]

treasured moments become lost treasure when you can’t  r e c o l l e c t

BuckyNat Week: MCU Wednesday All Things Lost - MS MR

[mustreadwinterwidow]

”I’m 80% sure that’s not supposed to be on fire,” Bucky said, looking at the thirty-foot-tall burning robot slowly approaching the beach house. “Only 80%? So there’s a 20% chance it is?” Natasha asked. “Who knows? I don’t get to see that many giant robots in my day-to-day life.”

Rating: teen and up

[mustreadwinterwidow]

His name was James Buchanan Barnes, but no one called him by that name. Natalia called him Barnes, in the empty manor, surrounded by snow and goons, and it had turned the words in his mouth to ashes.

Rating: general audiences

[mustreadwinterwidow]

It’s not a thing for them, because that would make it weird. It’s just that every once in a while one of them will pretend that they don’t know the other one and flirt mercilessly. In any case Natalia apparently decides, much to Bucky’s amusement, that Stark’s annual Avengers Christmas Ball is the perfect place for another round of it.

Rating: general audiences

[mustreadwinterwidow]

Natasha pulled the splint on a flashbang while looking him straight in the eyes. She looped it over the barricade, said, “I’m going to murder you,” just before it went off, and jumped over the barricade after it. “With your thighs?” he yelled after her. “In your sleep,” she said and took out the nearest agent. “With a pillow.”

Rating: general audiences