To hold you over while I work on the next prompt, here’s a fic I just posted on my ao3!
Language: English
Words: 2,524
Summary: It’s Christmas. Brooklyn is blanketed in snow, and as the brunette agent peers out the window, tea in hand, she ponders the day to come, the surprises in store, and most of all, the soldier asleep in her bed.
I was walking through the toy aisle at Target when I found this thing and had a VIOLENT AND IMMEDIATE FLASHBACK to when JP first came out and they had a bunch of REALLY COOL T Rex toys that I would have sold one of my scrawny small-child limbs for but my mother wouldn’t get me one because they were “too violent and also ate people” :(
Father!Bucky Barnes x Mother!Reader
Words: 1,089
You ran and ran, trying to gain as much speed as you could but it never seemed enough. They were too far off, their figures just blurry masses all-too-quickly mixing. You had to get to them, you needed to get to them, but…. “Bucky! (S/N)!” You called out, hoping your husband would turn around, or just stop. He had to stop, he had to! You tried to speed up your running but your legs were tiring, muscles screaming to stop yourself but you wouldn’t. You needed to get to them. Please! Bucky! (S/N)! Please… Their figures, already just black, blurry masses against the bright background, slowly disappeared before they were gone completely-…
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New Interview: #HayleyAtwell at Baltimore Comic Con 2016
ABC2: Were you a comic book fan growing up?
Atwell: I had no idea what a comic book was until I was in late teens, and that was kind of helpful because it meant that I hadn’t put any added pressure on myself to try and live up to something. There wasn’t much about Peggy Carter that we discovered in the comics that I couldn’t create myself, and I felt that that was easier than having to live up to something that was so loved. You’re immediately at such a higher place to fall from if the world already has a preconception of what your character should be.
ABC2: There’s a group currently petitioning to have Agent Carter revived on ABC. How does it feel having such a strong fan base committed to your work?
Atwell: I set out to do work that I enjoy and that interests me, and then having a group of people who support that—even when you’re going in a different direction—they’re still saying, come join this body again. That’s really lovely. To think that Peggy’s taken off with people and that she’s someone lots of people relate to or want to see more of. I’m definitely a part of that gang.
ABC2: What does it mean for you to participate in comic book gatherings, and see your fans face-to-face?
Atwell: These conventions give me an opportunity to actually interact with the fans and see who’s been staring at me from the comfort of their own homes for so many years. Just to be able to hear the impact that the character and the show had in their lives, it’s really humbling and very moving. Especially young girls and boys who see Peggy as a force for good, and that inspires them. A lot of people have quotes of “I know my value, anyone else’s opinion doesn’t really matter,” that’s become her catchphrase, and seeing people with tattoos or pieces of jewelry with it engraved extends it far beyond just me as an actor turning up to do my job every day. This is a very humbling wake up to realizing that some people have really taken her into her hearts, and that’s a wonderful thing.
ABC2: What are you most looking forward to at Baltimore Comic-Con?
Atwell: I’d love to see some people dressed as Peggy Carter. There have been some men in the past at conventions dressed as Peggy Carter, and I’ve been very jealous because they look better in a skirt than I do. To see that she still lives in other people’s worlds, it makes me have hope that she might come back some day.
ABC2: Do you have a dream superpower?
Atwell: Yes. The ability to eat what I want without consequence.
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((The ability to appreciate and evaluate human aesthetic is not determined by your sexuality))
An Illustrated Guide to Methods of Murder in Musical Theatre
Request: They are best friends and the reader likes Bucky but he doesn’t like her and when she confesses it’s like one of those ‘you never know what you have until it’s gone’. After that Bucky realizes his feeling for the reader.
Word Count: 2,758
Warnings: Angst.
Music Inspiration: Colbie Caillat’s Realize
A/N: Hope you like it, @kmwiinchester! Let me know what you all think of this :)
Bucky strides into your room with a bag of chips in his hands, sitting on your bed and nudging your side. You give him an annoyed look. “What do you want?”
“I just want my best friend back,” he grins.
“Yeah, well, I’m doing something right now,” you answer, typing your report out as fast as you can. It was due in a few hours and you still had to review it and send it to your professor.
“Come on, Y/N!” he whines, laying his head on your shoulder. “I’m busy tonight. And you’ve been working on this for the better part of the week. I miss you, doll.”
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Pairing: (TWS) Bucky Barnes X Reader
Word Count: 2232
Warnings: Swearing, Just complete bullshit help
Hope you enjoy this trash you lovlies!
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ike/reblog if you use please. (◡‿◡✿)
Requested?: Yes.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: Bucky and the reader dated in the 40′s, and after Bucky’s death she ends up getting iced with Cap, and becomes an Avenger. Bucky then finds out the reader is alive.
Warnings: Civil War spoilers (maybe??) Language.
Word count: 1,455
A/N: FINALLY. I’m so sorry this took forever. I promise I’ll try to update the next part sooner. I know this is nothing, but I think shit is gonna start to go down next chapter. Make sure to follow if you liked this and wanna know when I update. Also, gif isn’t mine, all credit goes to owner.
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Part 1
After All This Time
Ever since Bucky’s death sleep had become your worst enemy. It was as if your body didn’t want you to sleep, and even when it did, your mind tormented you with horrible nightmares, all about Bucky’s death.
“F.R.I.D.A.Y?” You called out into the darkness. On nights like this when you had no company you entertained yourself by talking to the computerized A.I.
“Yes, Ms. Y/N?” The robotic lady-like voice responded.
You closed your eyes, clutching the sheets to your chest. “Do you think I’ll ever see Bucky again?”
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Summary: Bucky wakes up from a nightmare and the reader, whose room is just across the hall from Bucky’s, jumps at the chance to comfort him and make sure he is okay. Warnings: Scary PTSD nightmares~ otherwise all fluff!! <3<3 A/N: I am taking requests!! Send ‘em in!
The nightmares weren’t often, but when they were Bucky had the worst trouble sleeping. He was plagued with revisiting his days as the Winter Soldier in his dreams, when he committed countless crimes and hurt a lot of innocent people. Bucky hated these nightmares and the nights they would occur, he would often wake up in a hot sweat and not be able to get back to sleep.
But tonight was different. The nightmares were back for the first time in a while but they were worse than ever before. In his dream, he was once again the Winter Soldier. At his hands, he saw the weapons he used to hurt families, children… the screams of all the innocent people he hurt were filling his ears. Outside of his dream he knew he was tossing and turning.
That was when he saw his friends, The Avengers, laying on the ground in front of him. They weren’t moving and they all appeared to be sleeping or something. But Bucky knew that in his dream, he had hurt them. He had hurt you.
Bucky woke with a startle, a scream escaping his lips. But then you came running in his bedroom and he looked up at you, scared and confused.
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Gryffindor, Team Cap, Star Wars and Doctor Who fan, Cat lover, musical geek
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