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The One With All the Giggles

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Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky finally gets to take his girl on a real date.

Warnings:  Smutty smut. 18+ please, and thanks. It’s not graphic sex, like at all, but it’s adulty time. Be cool, k? 😉

A/N: I’ve been watching Friends a lot. To explain the title. I have been so soft this week. My period has turned me into a soft mess. That led to Beck and December’s first time. lolol. This takes place roughly a week after chapter 17. They just became an item and they are trying to find their footing as this new couple. It’s full of giggles and silly playfulness. It’s more about the fluff and the gentleness than it is the dickin’. Sorry if you wanted dirty smut🤣🤣.  If you have not read the series Astrophile, THERE WLL BE MAJOR SPOILERS.  

Catch up on the series here!

***My fics are not to be saved or posted on any other sites without my written permission. Reblogs are my jam, though! Thanks!*

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The transition from friends to something more is easier, in theory, it turns out. It is hard to decipher what had been flirting and what was just friendly banter between two friends — more importantly, what was them being them, Y/n, and Bucky.

Natasha doesn’t quite understand what the problem is. When Y/n asked her for advice earlier in the week, seeing as how she went through something similar with Clint, Natasha told Y/n she didn’t see what the big deal is. You two have flirted from the moment you met. He’s always looked at you like you hung all the stars, and it’s quite nauseating. Add a little kissing, and you’ll be fine.

He never said anything but, Y/n knows Bucky is nervous, too.

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This is so fucking SOFFT❤️❤️❤️❤️

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thorfanficwriter:

This post contains both chapters 15 & 16.

Summary: Sequel to Damn You, Steve Rogers. What happened to Y/N (female reader) and Steve after The Snap and The Blip? Perceptions and needs have changed. Lives go in unexpected directions.

Warnings: Rated M, for Language, Sexual Content; NSFW, 18yrs+; Angst. Major IW and Endgame spoilers.

Please send an Ask to be added to tag list.

Also, I LOVE constructive criticism, even if it’s simply typos or grammar. Comments and reblog are always greatly appreciated🤗

Read on AO3

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Chapter 15

Something didn’t feel right. Bucky woke disoriented. He wasn’t in the right position or the right room. It was alright, though. He was warm, relaxed. The pressure on his chest was comforting rather than oppressive. Sticky eyes struggled open. He looked down to see Y/N’s head resting against him. They never made it off the sofa. The last thing he remembered was saying she should get to bed after seeing her yawn for the third time in a row during the movie. “A couple more minutes,” she had protested. He couldn’t argue. Despite the ache in his neck, it had been the second-best night sleep Bucky could remember since Wakanda. The first being when they had fallen asleep on her bed.  

The Wakandan spiritual guide had told him that good things would come if he kept his heart and mind open. She insisted that good people with good intentions and love in their hearts were bestowed the blessings of the universe. It took a lot of work with her, the psychiatrist and a lot of long talks with Shuri (exactly how did someone so young get so damn smart, he wanted to know) to accept his past and start treating The Winter Soldier as a separate identity. He was starting to regain a sense of “true self”, as Shuri liked to call it, when Thanos happened. The Snap and The Blip set him back in a big way.

Meeting Y/N had shaken him even further. There she had stood right in front of him. His dream girl, literally within arm’s reach and he couldn’t even think about being with her. It seemed like another cruel twist in an already tragic tale. Fate had some kind of grudge against him. He resigned himself to it, convinced that the best he could do was muddle along and pray the next misfortune wouldn’t be the one to finally break him.

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@thorfanficwriter Oh my. Two chapters at once is such a treat, you took us through so many emotions and it was exhausting but wonderful!

I‘m so impressed with how well you’ve captured Bucky’s insecurities and fears, and how he’s slowly gained comfort from her, and the slow pace of their relationship fitted that perfectly. Loved that he was insecure about following in Steve’s footsteps 😂

Also “He was rewarded with a passionate kiss that floored the accelerator on his heart” made me swoon

I was rewatching CATFA a while ago and came away with the feeling that after Steve saved him in Azzano, Bucky realized there was a change in the dynamic of their friendship. I think that’s why he has that uncomfortable look when he tells everyone “Let’s hear it for Captain America”, why Bucky’s not drinking at the table with the others, and why he give Steve these odd looks at the bar. I also think “That little guy from Brooklyn who was too dumb not to run away from a fight, I’m following him.“ has a double meaning. Not only is he following his friend, he sees this mantle is already changing his friend, and he’s trying to remind Steve who he really is.

He never got the chance to see how Steve changed as a person, and on top of that at the end of CACW, Steve’s saving Bucky once again. The next he sees him, they’re fighting again, he Snaps and as soon as he gets back, Steve leaves. Bucky never really got to know the real new Steve. Now all he has is this idea of him as Captain America.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk 🤣

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queenoftheunderdark:

thorfanficwriter:

This post contains both chapters 15 & 16.

Summary: Sequel to Damn You, Steve Rogers. What happened to Y/N (female reader) and Steve after The Snap and The Blip? Perceptions and needs have changed. Lives go in unexpected directions.

Warnings: Rated M, for Language, Sexual Content; NSFW, 18yrs+; Angst. Major IW and Endgame spoilers.

Please send an Ask to be added to tag list.

Also, I LOVE constructive criticism, even if it’s simply typos or grammar. Comments and reblog are always greatly appreciated🤗

Read on AO3

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Chapter 15

Something didn’t feel right. Bucky woke disoriented. He wasn’t in the right position or the right room. It was alright, though. He was warm, relaxed. The pressure on his chest was comforting rather than oppressive. Sticky eyes struggled open. He looked down to see Y/N’s head resting against him. They never made it off the sofa. The last thing he remembered was saying she should get to bed after seeing her yawn for the third time in a row during the movie. “A couple more minutes,” she had protested. He couldn’t argue. Despite the ache in his neck, it had been the second-best night sleep Bucky could remember since Wakanda. The first being when they had fallen asleep on her bed.  

The Wakandan spiritual guide had told him that good things would come if he kept his heart and mind open. She insisted that good people with good intentions and love in their hearts were bestowed the blessings of the universe. It took a lot of work with her, the psychiatrist and a lot of long talks with Shuri (exactly how did someone so young get so damn smart, he wanted to know) to accept his past and start treating The Winter Soldier as a separate identity. He was starting to regain a sense of “true self”, as Shuri liked to call it, when Thanos happened. The Snap and The Blip set him back in a big way.

Meeting Y/N had shaken him even further. There she had stood right in front of him. His dream girl, literally within arm’s reach and he couldn’t even think about being with her. It seemed like another cruel twist in an already tragic tale. Fate had some kind of grudge against him. He resigned himself to it, convinced that the best he could do was muddle along and pray the next misfortune wouldn’t be the one to finally break him.

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“Without another word, Y/N held on tight and cried right along with him.”=And now I’m crying too ❤️❤️❤️

I love that: Happy that I made you cry 😊

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OK, so who’s going to write the first Cartoon! Bucky fic?
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Please reblog if you enjoy Marvel and you're a woman

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I have been having an argument with a friend and he says that Marvel is for guys, please help me prove to him that there are lots of women who like Marvel!

MARVEL WOMEN ASSEMBLE

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80615 strong so far!

WE BROKE 90 THOUSAND!!!

174,911 MARVEL WOMEN! WE ARE LEGION!

Over 200,000!

277054

I breathe Marvel.  

Can we get to 300,000?!

Yes, yes we can! Keep reblogging!

Move over and let me school you on Marvel

Come on we can do better than that. I know there are more of us on this hellsite.

FAN GIRLS…ASSEMBLE!!! @writingfortheavengers @missnerdiness

@always

*killing everybody saying girls like marvel because only the actors are extremely hot, have you seen the female cast of the MCU dude? you’d be fangirling too, and #SorryNotSorry, but Netflix’s series are amazing and enjoyable for everyone*

@halegalaxy00 @preserumrogersyesplease @suivezlalune @a-diary-of-a-fangirl

Am I late to the party 

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@theavengersimagines

Heck yeah, I’m here again.  IT’S THAT IMPORTANT. 

You called?

I’m here because I am a Marvel fangirl

share the love

Fucking hell yeah.

Shocker– there are humans who love Marvel! I know, we’re women but can I say we’re just as obsessed? (It’s not healthy.)

*swings in* I am female and I am with Marvel till the end of the line. (I don’t think I even know a male in real life who knows more about the MCU than I do.)

Wtf why doesn’t this have more notes!! Come on guys we’re The Avengers!!! Captain Marvel would be mad at us right now!!

Hm, the immense majority of the ppl I know in fandom are women and nbs tbh soooooooooooo we’re here.

Almost 400,000 you guys 😭😭😭

I’m here, who the fuck is trying to screw with my girls?

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spacelabrathor:

After everything, all Thor asks for is solitude. Tony pulls the request out of him with some effort and sets him up on an rocky-shored island, in an old lighthouse at the end of the world that creaks with the howling sea winds and is the only source of light and power for a thousand miles. 

He arrives on the weathered doorstep on a dark, blustery evening. A Tuesday, maybe, though it doesn’t matter anymore. His bag is heavy in his hand as he leans his shoulder into the door and shoves it open. 

The howling wind takes the door from his grasp, slamming it behind him and sending a deafening clap off the stone of every surface. 

He runs his hand along the stone wall, until his fingers find a switch, and he flips it. 

A single, bare bulb hanging from the middle of the room lights after a flickering moment, revealing an open room of gnarled wooden floor and small, square windows. A deep hearth is nested on the far wall that hasn’t held a flame in half a century. Furniture is hidden beneath a heavy, dust covered tarps and pushed up against the walls. Relics of a different time. Of a different life. 

The room is softened in way that speaks of history, even in the relative dark. Thor wonders, for a moment, at how many souls had passed through it. Feeling something ancient in his bones at the smooth of the worn stone underneath his fingertips. 

He makes his way slowly up the spiraling staircase, narrow steps of craggy stone worn down by a thousand footsteps, to the small room at the top. There’s a bed in the corner, small and unmade, and more steps beyond that lead up to the lantern room. 

He doesn’t linger. The sun has set and there is work he must do. 

Thor softly lets his bag to the floor and makes his way across the room, leaving footprints in the dust covering the floor. His frame barely fits up the short, narrow stairway up, and his shoulders won’t pass through the narrow archway at the top of them to the lantern room. 

The lantern room is a small, glass enclosure, more an atrium than a room, with an immense lamp that takes up the entire space with oxidized bronze and dust.  From his spot just outside the archway, he’s able to reach the faded panel on the near wall. Two switches flipped and a lever pulled, and the room wakes on a slow buzz of electricity as the bulb sputters to life, the ancient mechanics whirring sleepily as the surrounding glass trembles and the bulb begins to rotate. 

It takes four full rotations for the lamp to light fully, but it’s a sight. Thor steps back down the tiny stairwell to avoid being blinded but watches as the light rotates over his head. Casting a beam of blinding golden light out into the coming darkness of night in a slow circle and disappearing eventually into the distance over the endless ocean as it moves round. 

Thor watches it for a few moments, his arms hanging at his sides. Thinking of nothing but the cut of the light through the inky black and then the rush of returning darkness in it’s wake. 

Outside, the wind howls. Rattling the small window on the far wall and drawing Thor’s eye to the bed in the corner. He blinks at it, slowly, before making his way over until the quilt that’s draped over the edge bumps against his shins. 

Another lingering moment of stillness, looking up again at the swirling light overhead, and then Thor lets out a quiet breath and toes off his boots. 

He spills over every edge of the bed, lying down. His shoulders reaching past the outer frame on each side and the length of it only reaching past the very backs of his knees. He tugs the thin quilt over his lap out more out of habit than utility, and blinks against the settling dust he stirred up on the sheets. Letting his eyes distantly track the rotating light over head in a steady continuum as his breathing levels and his heart beat slows. 

He aches, all over, and after a lingering moment, he forces his eyes closed.

The lighthouse seems to sigh in time with his slow, weary exhale. 

Outside, the wind screams against the battered window pane and waves thunder against the rocky shore below. The light from the lantern room beams far across the frigid ocean swell, appearing, then disappearing, then appearing again in a warning to all who venture near. A promise of death certain if a weary sailor continues towards it - towards the sandy shoals of the bay and the unforgiving shoreline of jagged shale. 

There is no living soul for a thousand miles, and as cold, solitary sleep slowly curls around Thor, he wonders if he has finally found peace.

WTF IS THIS?!?!!!! It’s so-o-o-o beautiful!

GARHHH, My Thunderstruck series is about him and a siren, but there isn’t a lighthouse and now I wish there was.

This is just gorgeous writing  👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼  @lancsnerd @past-perfect-future-tense @thorsstorms @fictivefrolic @queenoftheunderdark I don’t want you to miss this

❤️❤️❤️

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I swear Disney is trying to kill me. Seriously?! WTAF…

You feel me ladies @thorfanficwriter @collinsstanharbour @shield-agent78 @michelehansel @lokislittlewarrior @rainbowkisses31

OMFG! I was so busy being overcome this morning I didn’t spot the white star!

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YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

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The Falcon and The Winter Soldier icons

200 X 200

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Love love love these!!!

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I couldnt help myself!

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thorfanficwriter:

iluvsumbucky:

thorfanficwriter:

This post contains both chapters 15 & 16.

Summary: Sequel to Damn You, Steve Rogers. What happened to Y/N (female reader) and Steve after The Snap and The Blip? Perceptions and needs have changed. Lives go in unexpected directions.

Warnings: Rated M, for Language, Sexual Content; NSFW, 18yrs+; Angst. Major IW and Endgame spoilers.

Please send an Ask to be added to tag list.

Also, I LOVE constructive criticism, even if it’s simply typos or grammar. Comments and reblog are always greatly appreciated🤗

Read on AO3

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Chapter 15

Something didn’t feel right. Bucky woke disoriented. He wasn’t in the right position or the right room. It was alright, though. He was warm, relaxed. The pressure on his chest was comforting rather than oppressive. Sticky eyes struggled open. He looked down to see Y/N’s head resting against him. They never made it off the sofa. The last thing he remembered was saying she should get to bed after seeing her yawn for the third time in a row during the movie. “A couple more minutes,” she had protested. He couldn’t argue. Despite the ache in his neck, it had been the second-best night sleep Bucky could remember since Wakanda. The first being when they had fallen asleep on her bed.  

The Wakandan spiritual guide had told him that good things would come if he kept his heart and mind open. She insisted that good people with good intentions and love in their hearts were bestowed the blessings of the universe. It took a lot of work with her, the psychiatrist and a lot of long talks with Shuri (exactly how did someone so young get so damn smart, he wanted to know) to accept his past and start treating The Winter Soldier as a separate identity. He was starting to regain a sense of “true self”, as Shuri liked to call it, when Thanos happened. The Snap and The Blip set him back in a big way.

Meeting Y/N had shaken him even further. There she had stood right in front of him. His dream girl, literally within arm’s reach and he couldn’t even think about being with her. It seemed like another cruel twist in an already tragic tale. Fate had some kind of grudge against him. He resigned himself to it, convinced that the best he could do was muddle along and pray the next misfortune wouldn’t be the one to finally break him.

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OMG!!! This was so goooood!! Chapter 15 was so sweet & lovely, my heart was melting! Chapter 16 was so hot & sexy! I love this series so much! I can’t wait for the next update!!!!!

If y’all haven’t read this, you need to, This is a must read series! If you can you should read Damn You, Steve Rogers, first. Both are amazing fics. I love your work!

❤️Such praise! I can’t even❤️

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Gale Of White

chuuulip:

Part 2

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Part 1

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F reader

Warning: 18+ NSFW

Summary: After 6 hours drive in the middle of the snow, you either end up getting hypothermia or a steamy cuddle in front of the fireplace

Words: 3 k’ish

Prompt: “Shut up and get over here, you’re freezing!”

A/N: Happy veteran’s day!!! This is the continuation of Gale Of Whitw Part 1 for  @moonbeambucky ‘5k writing challenge’ I apologized for the very late update but I hope you wike it darl ;) This a 2 part story so there will be no part 3 lol. Thanks to @averyrogers83 and @hotoffthepressfics for beta’ing. This story happens after the Here For A Ride  Inexorable Heat and before I want a bunny in your oven, but you can read this as a stand-alone/Oneshot thing too. Please let me know what you think about this story, comment and reblog are really appreciate Enjoy darl 💋


The sound of something like a tree falling stirred you from your sleep. Several blinks of an eye made you realise you aren’t in front of the fireplace anymore. A soft comforter was draped atop of the grey blanket you used before. Keeping you warm from the previous unpleasant encounter with nature.

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I had a feeling it was a misunderstanding

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This is the Life: Seven

fictivefrolic:

“Penny Lane,” an authoritative voice behind you says, “put your hands behind your head and get down on the ground. You’re under arrest!” 

You stop and kneel slowly, hands going behind your head. Penny Lane. A name you hadn’t used in a little while. You don’t protest. You don’t move or speak. You take a deep breath and sink slowly to your knees, saying a quiet prayer to any god that hasn’t given up on you.

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Can’t wait to see what they’re up to.

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love-buckybarnes:

WE NEED MORE HAPPY BUCKY

👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Happy Bucky to bless our dashes today!

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lenadraws:

6. Husky

Well, shit.

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chuuulip:

thorfanficwriter:

chuuulip:

Gale of White

Part 1

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F reader

Warning: 18+ NSFW

Summary: After 6 hours drive in the middle of the snow, you either end up getting hypothermia or a steamy cuddle in front of the fireplace

Words: 3 k’ish

Prompt: “Shut up and get over here, you’re freezing!”

A/N: Oh Hi Tumblr!!! This is for @moonbeambucky ‘5k writing challenge’ I apologized for the very late post :< Since I move to the west coast and start school again, everything is still here and there for me =..=a However, I hope you wike it darl ;) This will be 2 part story. Thanks to @averyrogers83 and @hotoffthepressfics for beta’ing. This story happens after the Here For A Ride Inexorable Heat and before I want a bunny in your oven, but you can read this as a stand-alone/Oneshot thing too. I try my best to post this while doing paper report lol, so please let me know what you think about this story, comment and reblog are really appreciate Enjoy darl 💋

Your boss cabin was too far away for your liking. This morning he called and asked for an important document he forgot to bring with him and now he wanted you to make a special trip to bring it to him. He even asked you to cut your office hour short to deliver it. The cabin was a seasonal holiday escape cabin he owned somewhere near Naples.

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I am very glad to know this is a Part 1! 🥵

Hahaha part 2 is up! If you are curious 😉 @thorfanficwriter

I can’t find it😭 can you please send a link?

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This is The Life: Six

fictivefrolic:

Bucky wasn’t really sure what to do. You had pulled away from him and red cracks were appearing on the skin. “You okay?” he asked, keeping his distance. It looks painful. Angry red lines glowing softly. Like a too hot hob on a stove.

It screams “Danger”. Stay away. Get back. The lines, he knows, make pictures. Sigils. Arcane things. Things someone had drawn on you as a child. Trying to make you someone else. Like him. Like Steve.

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Good chapter! I’m so interested in how this is progressing!!!

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Question:

Heyo! ♦ I wanted to ask first, but do you accept fan made stuff for Marvel? I have this little song that I sang about Steve and Bucky's friendship, would it be okay if I send it to your blog as some sort of fan art, please? ^_^

Answer:

I just activated it on my blog. No one’s every asked to submit something before! I’m intrigued by this. Go ahead and submit. If I think it’s appropriate for my blog, I’ll approve it.

FYI, if there’s any Stucky content/innuendos, I’m definitely not the right one to submit to. 

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