‘Under Gothic romance are these polarizing forces of sex and death. But all of us always make choices that are impelled by our sexuality, and often put us in situations where we’re in extreme danger. I realised that that scene in Crimson Peak is a huge and profound part of the story. And actually that’s where the love story begins, and it comes out of a sexuality, so I was kind of okay with that.’ ~ Tom Hiddleston
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader Word count: 577 Warnings: Major fluff, angst, some cussing.
Summary: You and Bucky went out on a nice walk in the cool Autumn night, but things took a turn no one was expecting.
A/N: This is my submission for @Star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Star’s Marvel Playlist 90s edition! I had prompt #15 “I want it that way by Backstreet boys” and I’m using the lyrics “Tell me why, ain’t nothing but a mistake”, but it’s split into two different sentences said by different characters. I know I’m bad at explaining, but you’ll see. Thanks so much to Star for hosting and being a great person who can light up my day no matter what!
You and Bucky had been dating for 7 months, and damn, they were the best 7 months of your life.
After countless broken hearts and rejections, you had been hesitant of re-entering the dating pool. That is, until you say Bucky.
When you first saw him, he was walking a young, hyper German Shepherd who- despite his small size- was dragging the large man across Central Park.
“Need some help there?” You called, chest heaving with laughter as you jogged up to him.
“Uh… Y- ya, thanks.” The stranger chuckled, his cheeks turning red with embarrassment as you took the dog’s leash, giving it a sharp tug.
“What’s his name?” You asked, holding the collar to keep the dog still as he tried to break free of your grasp.
“Dick.” He muttered, shuffling his feet.
Your head snapped up at once, stifling a fit of laughter as your arm was still being yanked on by the hyper pup. “Excuse me? Dick?”
“I-it’s Richard, but everyone at the compound calls him Dick.” He explained with a chuckle, his shoulders slouching in a noticeably more relaxed posture. “I’m Bucky, by the way.”
“Y/N.” You smiled, reaching out with your free hand to rest it on his shoulder. “Well, Bucky. Looks like we have a lot of work to do with Dick.”
And with that, your relationship took off. Many longs nights of binge watching Doctor who, and hours of training the overly-hyper pup.
Now you we’re walking along the same path, hand-in-hand with your favorite super soldier.
“Do you remember the first time we met?” You asked quietly, your hand squeezing his. “Damn, Dick acted like such an entitled priss.”
“Well, if he didn’t I wouldn’t have you now.” Bucky smiled, though when you spared a glance at him his eyes were holding a certain sadness in them.
You took a quick step in front of him, your face now just a breath away from his.
“Buck, what’s wrong?” Your voice was held so much concern, so much love. He looked down at his feet, holding both of your hand gently.
He let out a quiet sigh. Pausing a moment more before speaking.
“I don’t deserve you. I love you, but you could do so much better then a broken 100 year old man. I- I’m sorry…” Bucky trailed off. Taking a single step back.
“Tell me why.” You said firmly. Squeezing his hands comfortingly.
“W-what?”
“Tell me why you feel like you don’t deserve me,” You took a step towards him, closing the gap he created and placing a small kiss on his cheek. “I want to understand.”
“Y/N, I ain’t nothing but a mistake. I’m not meant to be alive right now. I was cheated death, and became a killer. I deserve to be here, with such a wonderful woman as you.” His voice was sincere. He really believed what he was saying.
Without words, you wrapped your arms around his neck. Giving him a long, loving kiss as you could feel him relaxing.
You pulled away, just enough to look him in his striking blue eyes. “Let’s get married.”
Bucky’s eyes widened noticeably. “Wha-” before he could speak, you pressed a single finger to his lips.
“Then you’ll be stuck with me forever. I love you, Buck. And you love me. We’ll be happy together.”
He nodded once. Wrapping his arms around your waist and gave you a long, breath-taking kiss. “I’d like that.”
Awwwwww this is so very sweet. Bucky needs a dog, damnit. Thank you @doewhisper-of-windclan for participating.
I…I literally don’t know how to process this….It hurts…but I’m like…God I dont know. I want more. I need more. I need to fully understand all of it in like a fifty part series.
Holy crap. First chapter and what a rollercoaster ride!!! I swear when Steve showed up I was like what in the fuck!? And then wait, she and Buck were gonna do some Romeo and Juliet thing…it’s Bucky’s baby?!? FREAKIN’ AWESOME!
I thought he just broke up with her and then BOOOM another wave of SADNESS. It was so good, I like making myself sad with angsty one shots and fics. Suffering ❤️ me
Um…excuse me…
He tried to do a whole murder-suicide thing on me?? Force me to drink poison?? NUH-UH!!!! Nope…I’d call the cops in a second on his ass…Steve…do whatever u want… What in the actual hell? There I was thinking it was a simple breakup cos we were too dependent on each other…and turns out he really tried to murder me…Smh…I just…Wow…this fic took an unexpected turn…but damn…I loved it! And now I’ve got Steve…while Bucky’s all alone…happy ending!!
You guys are awesome and I love you all. Thank you for reading One CallI know it hurt a lot, but you have to understand, I love to hurt you guys. I know, there’s something wrong with me.
As for a series… I don’t know yet. I’m not saying no, but I’m also not saying yes at this time.
Chris Evans (as Jimmy Dobyne) in ‘The Loss of a Teardrop Diamond’, (2008). Dir. Jodie Markell.
Jfc this man and those features, those perfectly placed beauty marks on his face and neck, those ridiculous curtains he calls lashes, and his ability to grow perfect facial hair. Stick a fork in me, I’m done 💦
Okay, I know it’s really unlikely and unrealistic and what not but I don’t care
Just imagine: The Howling Commandos alive in modern times. Not through science or serums or cryofreeze, those stubborn assholes just won’t die. They are mildly crotchety old men who wave canes at family reunions and play bingo on weekends and still try to be involved with espionage whenever possible because their retirement home is just so BORING. (Whenever possible is limited to when Gabe and Peggy’s grandson Antoine and their niece Sharon bring them little pieces of ‘classified’ information and asking for advice, and it’s a far cry from their commando days but it’s something so they’ll take it. One more game of scrabble and someone is getting punched) (yes they are all in the same retirement home. Practically attached at the hips they are, especially now that most of the families have spread and moved onto their own lives.)
Then one day Sharon comes in, jittery and more excited than they’ve ever seen her and tells them that They. Found. Cap! Alive! That night the nurses find out that 90 year olds can still be as rowdy as twenty year olds if they are excited enough.
Golden haired fucker doesn’t visit them till after aliens invade New York and for that Dernier repeatedly sacks him upside the head with his cane when he does finally come. (They’d never missed being in the action so much as when they had to watch Cap on the tv, fighting fucking aliens without them to watch his six. And maybe they are a little jealous of these Avengers, but sue them, he was their Captain first.)
All is well, though the rest home gets a few interesting stories because even now they can convince Steve to do some ridiculous shit if they push hard enough. It’s entirely worth the property damage to see him grinning like he hasn’t since before Sarge fell. (And that’s still a gaping wound in all of them, especially now when they are almost all together again. But it’ll never be all of them because Bucky is never coming back)
Then DC happens and they see SHIELD fall on the news (HYDRA, fucking HYDRA the whole damn time and Gabe grips his chair so hard his knuckles turn white because where are Antione and Sharon, are they okay?) and most importantly they see a dead man trying to kill Steve and what the fucking FUCK!?
SARGE!?
WHAT THE HELL SARGE!?
Then hydra’s Intel hits the web and well.
Now it’s war. (It was before, but y’know. Fucking personal now, that’s their Sarge)
So they pour over every piece of Intel they can get their hands on (which is everything the black widow put out their because they may be old but they are the god damn Howling Commandos and their captain and their Sargent need them) and they pull up bases for Cap to tear apart. On her good days Peggy is on the phone helping them and it’s almost like old days and it’s the most purposeful they’ve felt in years
But their most important mission is finding Bucky and bringing him home. And like hell they are sitting this one out. Fuck that, that’s their boy out there somewhere. So they get their leads, they fear up as best they can and they set out. It really does feel like they old days then. Dugan still wears that damn hat and he still has that fucking mustauche. Monty still wears his beret and Dernier still shouldn’t be allowed near explosives (or maybe he should, if you ask Dugan his opinion.) and speaks mostly in French so he and Gabe can have private conversations just to annoy the others. Peggy makes them promise to bring him to visit her when they find him and sends along a letter addressed to Sargent Barnes of the Howling Commandos.
It takes a while, and Steve rants at them to get back to the home before something happens nearly every day on the phone but sorry cap technically we don’t need to take orders anymore, but finally they find him in some old safe house that really is a house in Europe.
Bucky looks out his window one day and see a group of old men standing on the walk staring at him and just feels confusion and familiarity and then – are those the men from the museum? Yes, yes they are! Holy shit it’s the fucking commandos! How are they here, they are ancient, what the fuck guys!?
He sneaks out the back and the chase begins.
They follow him across Europe yelling at him to come home every time they get close no matter who is around (to damn old for this shit, get your punk ass home you little fuck, don’t give a damn who can hear us) and Dernier keeps lecturing him in French. They nearly choke on their coffee the first time he responds in perfect French, something snarky and oh so Bucky and the fucker takes that opportunity to disappear into the crowd. Asshole.
There are close calls and sarcasm and somewhere along the line Morita shanks somebody and Gabe beans a hydra agent over the head with an IV pole and Dugan knocks another one out with his walker.
Just, ninety something year old howlies chasing Bucky across Europe and despite his winter soldier training managing to keep getting the drop on him.
This is still one of the best things I’ve ever come up with tbh
Sometimes when I look at Hiddleston I’m like “nice” and then other times I see pictures of him and I just sit there for an indefinable length of time staring into the distance thinking “legs. lots of leg. 88% leg” and nearly pass out.
So much leg.
His legs would come up to my waist. I mean good god.