And I wondered if you have a specific Post/Story that is your favorite?
And if you do have one, would you like to share what’s makes it so special to you?✨💖
No pressure in answering! 💖
Hey, my love, sorry for the delay in responding to this!
Hmm, that's a hard one because there are fics that have my entire soul on A03 that I think about on a daily basis, which I can do a post about?
On Tumblr, again, there's endless, and I usually tag my best reads with 'my fav'!
NGL, anything by @icallhimjoey Joe Quinn fics are top tier. Anything written by @charnelhouse for ghost fics (they make me completely feral). Then there are endless authors for Marvel, genuinely love so many, first that come to mind are @luxeavenger, @navybrat817, @angrythingstarlight
Sorry, I couldn't just pick one, I'm so indecisive and there are so many amazing fics out there <3
This song is literally perfect for a bucky one shot! Probably a sad and angsts one 🥺👀
Thank you so so much for the request!!
this song is legit so sad 😭 i'm sorry in advance y'all
Our Song
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!reader (any race)
WC: 977
Summary: nothing is the same after the snap
Warnings: THIS IS SAD!! ANGST NO HAPPY ENDING, takes place post-infinity war… , mentions of death and loss, grieving, referenced death
A/N: legit cried while writing this.... and yeah i said no happy ending but in reality, we all know what happens during end game so like,,, you catch my drift? all I'm saying is that eventually things will get better but they don't in this one shot lmao
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The dog tags around your neck sway and clink as you climb through your bedroom window onto the roof.
The moon is high in the sky on this beautiful cloudless night, and you can’t help but stare at it.
You find your way to the middle of the roof and lay down flat, pressing yourself against the plaster. Your fingers mindlessly fiddle with the dog tags, running the pads of your thumbs over the words pressed into the metal.
It’s only been a week, and it still doesn’t feel real.
Wakanda is nearly silent tonight, still mourning all the lives lost. It happened so quickly. You didn’t even get to say goodbye.
You weren’t even there to make sure he wasn’t in pain; you were cooped up with a few families in town, staying safe.
Your mind constantly replays what you think happened, the way he faded away in bits and pieces like sand in the wind. He must’ve been so confused, so scared.
You’d met Bucky a year ago after his deprogramming ended. You worked in the palace, and he often visited T’Challa and Shuri. It was inevitable that your paths would cross.
Bucky was perfect. So kind and caring, he would go to the ends of the earth for you. He’d pluck the stars from the sky; he’d keep the world from turning. And you’d do it all for him too if only he asked.
“I’m so sorry,” Steve choked, face twisted in pain.
“No,” you whispered. “No, no, no.” Arms wrapped around you from behind as your legs collapsed, slowing your descent. You couldn’t breathe. There was no more air in the world.
Steve fell to the floor in front of you and placed his hands on the sides of your head. His tears cleared tracks in the dirt on his face.
You still couldn’t breathe.
“He- he- he put up a good fight.” The arms holding you released you, and you threw yourself at Steve, burying yourself in his chest.
He held you tightly, shaking with his sobs.
“I didn’t get to say goodbye.” Steve held you tighter, and you gripped him harder like you were the only thing tethering the other to earth.
Steve didn’t speak for a long time, only whispering, praying, “‘Till the end of the line. ‘Till the end of the line. ‘Till the end of the line.”
‘Till the end of the line.
You struggle to take a full breath as tears spill from your eyes. Your chest shudders, your heart aches. The Wakandan grieving process is a celebration of life. It recognizes the pain but reminds everyone of the beautiful life the individual lived.
As you suck in gasping breaths, you try to remember Bucky the way he’d want you to remember him.
Smiling, laughing, happy. You try to remember the way he’d wink at you after telling a dirty joke or making you blush. The way he’d wrap his arms around your waist and lift you up, spinning you around. The way his lips felt pressed against yours, soft and sweet.
You can practically see his eyes in the stars, gleaming down at you.
Even though it’s difficult, you push yourself up, standing and stretching your limbs to the sky. You pull out your phone and scroll through your playlist until you find the song you’re looking for.
Won’t you lock me in your heart
And throw away the key
Cause I love you forever
Through eternity
You sway with the breeze, holding the phone close to your chest. Images of Bucky’s bright eyes and beautiful smile flash through your mind at the sound of the song the two of you would dance to nearly every evening.
He’d spin you around the kitchen and sing along, always the hopeless romantic.
You know that even though he’s gone, he’s still yours. He’s still your knight in shining armor, your beautiful Bucky. And you’re still his, his best girl. But it’s hard to convince yourself that as the weight of his absence presses down on you.
You don’t know how you’ll move on, how you’ll ever open yourself up to someone like you did with Bucky. There’s no one out there like him, no one for you now that he’s gone.
Today, Steve left Wakanda to head back to New York. He offered to bring you back with him, but you can’t bear to leave behind the place where you’d met Bucky, where you’d fallen in love. You can’t fathom living in a world without Bucky, one where he’s not at your side.
Each night this week, you’ve repeated the ritual. You hold on to whatever you have left of him, a ratty old henley, his dog tags, a hairband. You listen to the song even though it tears you in half, and you stay up all night. Each night, you wait for a sign, something… anything that will tell you that he’s okay.
Tonight, it still hurts, but the song brings you a new comfort. The stars shine down at you, and this time you can see his eyes, his smile. His soul, etched out in the constellations.
He’s there, just harder to see. You can live with that.
I have searched for a lifetime
For the one I could call my own
Now I found you, my darling
And I’ll never be alone
Every night, you dance with the ghost of what used to be, what you used to have. Maybe one day, the pain will lessen. Maybe one day, it’ll all make sense. Today is not that day; today doesn’t need to be that day. All you know is that tonight, Bucky is with you in the stars, and that’s all you can ask for.
We’ll be sweethearts forever
Through eternity
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Every night I’m dancing with your ghost.
Every night I’m dancing with your ghost.
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Thank you for your kindness! Also for helping other people bc tumblr can be complicated 🥺✨
I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one appreciating your help and kindness here 🥺🫧
Big big hug to you (and lots of love💕 )
thanks for YOUR kindness! you’re totally right, tumblr can be really complicated, and as someone who struggles myself to navigate the technology, i always want to do my best to help others! hugs and love to you! 💕✨
