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Steve, seeing Y/N babying Bucky: What happened??

Y/N, putting a bandaid on Bucky’s finger: Bucky had a paper cut.

Steve, rolling his eyes: Really? Yesterday Sam was screaming "I've been stabbed!" and all you did was yell "shut up!"

Y/N, kissing Bucky’s boo-boo: That's because he was screaming "I think I've been stabbed!" Bitch, you're either stabbed or you aren't!

Steve:

Y/N:

Steve:

Natasha, sitting next to them while casually eating cereal: She's right.

Time After Time (Part 11)

Summary: AU. When the reader’s parents divorce, her mother moves her to a new town, right next door to Bucky Barnes. This is their love story.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 820 (short and sweet)

Warnings: fluff and cuteness overload

A/N: I wanted to say thank you to everyone for reading and for the reblogs, likes, and especially the comments! It was only my second series and I had so much fun writing this that I’m sad to see it go. However, it has a fitting ending, I think. Thank you! <3

Special thanks go to @re2d2 for helping me with the writing process and for being so nice to me when I’m about to pull my hair out, and to @sprinkleofhappinessuniverse and @thenightmarebeforebucky for being so kind and supportive.

Age 30

Weiterlesen

Autonomic Nervous System.

Sympathetic Nervous System vs Parasympathetic Nervous System.

i hate everybody

Bucky Barnes x reader , college au

Warnings: listed in each chapter

Summary: After spending the summer getting over your high school sweetheart, it’s time for new beginnings. What else is college for?

AN: I started working on this before Halsey dropped Manic and when I heard ‘I HATE EVERYBODY’ I was like “okay this matches the vibe of the story in a lot of ways” so lets hope I can make that obvious

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another big that you to @fangirlinsweden​ for the moodboard, i love it so much 😍

Perfect Doll

Beefy!Bucky x Chubby!Reader

Summary: You invite Bucky to your family member’s wedding when things are just as toxic as you remember them to be. Bucky stands up to them, having enough of their toxicity.

Warnings: Self esteem issues, body image issues, self doubt, toxic family, chubby!reader, angst with a happy ending, mutual pining, fake dating au, friends to lovers.

Words: 1,749

Author’s Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and my prompt was: Chubby!reader asks beefy!bucky to be her fake boyfriend for her random family member wedding.

She asks him because she has a crush, he says yes because he's crushing too (those pining losers)

They'll be gone for a whole weekend and her family won't believe her because look at him, why would he want you?

Until bucky can't take it anymore and rips them a new one for treating his perfect doll like that.

I think I’ve covered everything in this! I hope you like it 🥰

The moment Bucky walked in and your eyes met, your breath hitched. The effect this man had on you was staggering; how your heart would always skip a beat, trying to speak clearly but ending up speaking backwards and embarrassing yourself. It was hard to concentrate when you had this beefy super soldier in front of you; his shirt pulled over his abs and his jeans hugging his thick thighs tightly. You were always a mess, not that Bucky seemed to mind too much. Bucky always seemed rather pleased with himself whenever he could render you speechless and an adorable stuttering mess. Though, in his eyes everything you did was adorable.

But today you were a nervous wreck for a whole new reason. A wedding invitation arrived in the mail today; the wedding of a family member. The invitation was for you and a date, and as your mom also wrote a separate note stating the family wanted to meet the mysterious man you had been talking about, you had no choice but to ask Bucky.

Well, you did have a choice. You could have asked any guy in the compound to be your date but you didn’t because you knew what would happen. They would have all rejected, your self esteem had already hit rock bottom and you didn’t need to give them another excuse to snigger and comment behind your back.

There was nothing actually wrong with you per-say, but you hated the way your body looked. Your clothes never looked right, you’d buy the next size up in jeans and they would still end up being too tight and uncomfortable around your belly. You didn’t own a single bikini or bathing suit.

Bucky was always the one complimenting on how great those jeans looked though, or how that blouse matched your eye colour. Your weight didn’t even seem to bother him, he’s never made a comment, he’s never compared you to Natasha or Wanda or even any other thin girl in the compound. He’s actually been more than happy to snack and binge eat with you during movie nights. But you try not to overthink that part too much, you’re pretty sure he’s just being kind to you since nobody else in the compound was. He was actually your only friend, the only person who would speak to you without judging with his eyes.

Bucky finished speaking to Steve before he walked over to you with a smile and a bounce in his step. Subconsciously, you tug on your T-shirt to pull it away from your round belly.

“Hey doll, you okay?” He smiles, putting his hands in his pocket and gnawing on his lip… nervously? Why was he nervous? Oh, did he see your invitation? Oh god, maybe he already knew what was going to happen and he’s come here to tell you he can’t go with you and you’ll end up going alone like the worthless loser you felt.

“Doll? You’re overthinking something.” Bucky clicks his tongue and moves closer. His chest right in front of your face makes it difficult not to lean in and bury your face in his delicious cologne.

“Sorry, I’m just… I’m just nervous.” You sigh, biting your lip and feeling more uncomfortable with how you look under his careful stare.

“Nervous? What happened?” Bucky takes your arm and leads you over to the couches in the common room. You’re aware you’re alone with him and that makes it slightly easier if he does end up rejecting your proposal. “Doll? You’re making me nervous now.” He chuckles, trying to lighten the mood.

“Oh, right! Sorry! I kind of have this favour to ask and you’re the only one I want to ask but I understand if you say no there’s no pressure.”

“I’m all ears doll.”

“I’ve received… I had a wedding invitation arrive in the mail today and I have to bring a date and I was hoping that you would be my fake boyfriend? It’s for the whole weekend and I’ll pay you back - whatever you need!”

A smile grows on Bucky’s face as he gently wraps his hand around your thigh and squeezes gently. “Of course doll, I’ll come with you.” Your smile matches his, your heart doing somersaults in your chest and those butterflies are fluttering around in the pit of your stomach.

—

The weekend arrived a lot sooner than you would have liked. Normally you would be ecstatic about the weekend and relaxing, but giving the circumstances you were incredibly nervous and anxious. You knew your family would love Bucky, he’s charming and sweet. It was their comments about your appearance you were most anxious about. You just hoped they wouldn’t embarrass you in front of your crush.

Bucky grasped your hand and interlaced your fingers before he leaned in. “It’s going to be okay, doll. I’m here.” He whispers, kissing your temple just as the front door opens and your mother gives you that look you were so familiar with.

“Y/N.” She greets coldly, already her vibes not sitting well with Bucky. Your mother doesn’t even invite you in for a hug, she sidesteps and lets you both in. “Didn’t they have that dress in your size, dear?” She asks and your heart becomes heavy.

“This *is my size mom.” You answer, feeling Bucky squeeze your hand.

“And I think you look gorgeous in it doll.” Bucky kisses your cheek and smiles.

“You must be Bucky? Hi! I’m Y/N’s mom.” She smiles proudly up at him. “You wait until you meet the bridesmaids!” She tells him and you’re ready to run off and never speak to your family again. It’s Bucky that keeps you grounded, reminding you he’s here with you every step of the way. He’s in disbelief at how your own mother treats you, he’s dreading to see how the rest of your family goes down.

He didn’t have long to wait to find out. Your father was most welcoming. Pulling you into hugs and telling you how much he’s missed you. The rest of your family, not so much. You hear people whispering and smirking, you know it’s about you being here with Bucky. You’re on your second sandwich when your sister approaches with a glass of wine in hand.

“So, how much are you paying that hunky guy to be here?” She sniggers, keeping her eyes on Bucky. He’s talking casually with your father and your eyes well up.

“I’m not paying him anything, we’ve been together for a few months.” You lie, but wishing it was true.

“Oh come on Y/N. Who are you trying to fool? Us or yourself? There’s no way a guy like that; good looking, hunky, beefy would date someone like *you.”

That was it. You dropped the plate, allowing the thin china to shatter over the floor and hiked your dress up allowing you to run inside. Bucky heard the commotion and saw you run off, he glared at the laughing woman that was standing next to you. Something within him snapped, and he couldn’t stand it any longer watching your family pick at your insecurities.

“What the hell did you say?” He yells, stomping over and wiping the smirk off her face. “What did you say to my girl?”

Your sister stutters, looking at the other household members for help but receiving nothing in return.

“I told her… there’s no way a guy like you could…”

“Could. What?!” Bucky is seething, his jaw and fists clenched.

“Could… could…”

“Spit it out!”

“Could date someone like that, I'm so sorry!”

Bucky storms past your sister, calling out your name. You’re on the bottom stair with tears staining your cheeks.

“Doll, come with me.” He takes your hand and pulls you up, not giving you a chance to argue with him. You’re too humiliated to face anyone right now but he leads you back out and it’s so quiet. It seemed like the birds had even stopped singing.

“You know,” Bucky starts, clearing his throat and demanding the attention from every single member of your family. “It’s my first time meeting everyone and since I got here I’ve been biting my tongue. The things I’ve wanted to say, I didn’t because I didn’t want to upset Y/N. But seeing *you, her own family make comments, snide remarks, laughing behind her back and then worst of all be told she has no right to date someone like me?” He takes a breath, taking in everyone’s guilty expressions before he continues. “Y/N is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met,I love her and if anyone doesn’t deserve to be with someone it’s me who doesn’t deserve to be with her.” Bucky turns to face you, you’re frozen in place and shocked. You're happy but you can’t believe this is real. “I love you, I have for a really long time doll. You’re perfect the way you are and don’t you ever change how you look to please other people.” Bucky refers to a comment he had overheard earlier between your mother and her friend.

You sigh happily, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Do you mean it? You like me for me?”

“I love every inch of you doll. There’s nothing I wouldn’t change about you.” He smiles and leans in, “only your family.”

“I love you too Buck, you’re the only family I want.” You lean in and he closes the gap. A round of applause from your father is quickly stopped by a glare from your mother.

“And just for the record,” Bucky says, turning around to face them. “None of you are invited to our wedding. You can also imagine what your grandchildren will look like. Come on doll, let’s spend the rest of the weekend alone in a happier place.” You giggle, walking behind him and ignoring your mother calling your name. She burned these bridges herself. But it was Bucky’s words that replayed in your head over and over. Nobody had ever stood up for you before and he loved you for who you were?

Of course he did. Because it doesn’t matter what’s on the outside; whether you’re small, big, tall, short. It’s what’s on the inside that counts and every single person in the universe needs someone like Bucky to bring the best out of you. Don’t let anybody ever tell you something differently. You are loved and deserve to be loved.

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