This Was So Beautiful. The Writing, The Story, The Feelings, Everything. Had Me Smiling Like An Idiot.

this was so beautiful. the writing, the story, the feelings, everything. had me smiling like an idiot. the meeting, the pining and the “i’m not interested but i’m actually really interested”, the dancing, and THE PROPOSAL!!!!

my heart was so warm.... and then this

You gotta find someone that’ll take care of you the way I wanted to. At the rate you’re goin’ in that tent, you’ll be in the ground before you hit 40, and I want you to live a full life. I want you to have everything you’ve ever dreamed. I’m sorry I can’t be the one to give you that.

Swear I tried my best.

now i’m screaming (internally) and sobbing. i knew this was gonna happen but i didn’t think it’d hurt this bad

Five Moments in Time

Pairing: 40s!Bucky x Nurse!Reader

Summary: All of the moments in which Sergeant Barnes let the nurse on his unit know he’s not gonna stop trying to win her over. Even from beyond the grave.

Word count: 4.5k

Warnings: Minor injury, angst (the big kind)

a/n: I rewatched tfa and fell in love with Bucky all over again! So I had to write some 40s angst of course. Also I think might’ve made myself cry. 

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“And just who are you?” 

The medical tent was overrun with white-clad bodies in a flurry. Aprons were stained and gauze was clenched tightly between overworked fingers. The war hadn’t been kind, but at least Captain Rogers had been able to save all these men. 

And amongst the men was the flirty, ever charming, Bucky Barnes. 

“I’ve told you, Sergeant Barnes, I’m your nurse. Now please sit back so I can properly stitch your arm.” 

He didn’t listen to you, sitting up further to prop his hand on his chin and take you in. You’d asked him about four times now, each one fruitless. 

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Fanfic writers and readers watching the new Bridgerton show on Nextflix:

small hashira please be gentle

cardan greenbriar watching his wife about to fuck up someone’s shit:

i’ve only read this three times so far but it’s just as good as the first time, maybe even better. all i know is that this is amazing. the miscommunication. the hurt. the angst. this is what i signed up for. and yes, the resolution at the end is nice... but this...

You step just out of his reach, denying him. Something akin to hurt flashes across his face.

THIS is my favourite part. something about this, idk what it is but it gets to me. hits me right in the chest. this is the good kinda pain. i can’t explain it. but don’t you explain it to me. i don’t wanna hear about how i read angst to fill whatever hole is in my life or whatever psychological thing(s) it involves. just let me enjoy my angst.

Can’t get the words out

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky’s been awfully distant lately. You don’t think your heart can take what you know he’s about to say. 

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: Angst 

a/n: I’m so happy everyone enjoyed my first oneshot!! Here’s another one!

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“You always bake at 3am, or do you have a bake sale coming up we don’t know about?” Tony’s voice carries across the kitchen, startling you into dropping the cupcake you were icing. You reach down to grab it and throw him a glare. 

“If I was having a bake sale, you just lost your cut of the profits.” 

“Doesn’t work that way, Marie Callender. I provide the kitchen, I get some of the cash.” He grabs a cookie off one of the many pans strewn about the kitchen. “Seriously though, what’s with the baked goods?” 

You sigh, abandoning the piping bag and wiping the excess icing from your hands onto your apron. It was Bucky’s. You gave it to him after he’d made you dinner for the third time. 

In all honesty, you don’t really have a reason for why you were baking enough to feed an army at three in the morning. You aren’t notorious for supplying the team with sweets, nor are you aware of any hidden personal hobbies involving the kitchen. You have just tried everything else already. You tried reading a book, taking a walk, watching a movie, and even writing in a journal. You knew that last one wouldn’t do anything for you, but it was after you tried to leave the compound in the late hours of the night and Steve was already waiting at the door to turn you back around. It was a last resort.

You tried it all and absolutely nothing could get your mind off of how distant Bucky was being, how standoffish he had been acting for the past 3 weeks. It came out of nowhere, honestly. You’ve been together for years and nothing seemed amiss. Up until a few weeks ago, you were so unbelievably happy you didn’t think anything could go wrong.

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from the summary, i thought the heart monitor was actually broadcasting to the entire world, like through a news outlet or a website... why did i think that...

anyways. this was so cute!! i could almost hear the heart monitor going off bc of reader and i was laughing quietly to myself the whole time. like that moment she walked in and in the silence, there was only beeping??? so funny but so sweet. steve and nat definitely knew what was up and i’m living for it. i can imagine their teasing!!

do i move you

— Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader — Summary: Bucky often ends up in the hospital because of his fathom-limb pain and other issues related to his injury. That never was a problem for him—but the heart monitor broadcasting to the entire world what happens inside of him when Y/n walks in might be. — Word count: 1.5k — A/n: This is a fluff fest! The prompt was sent to me here. If you enjoy it, feedback is appreciated & highly encouraged and motivates me to write even more. You can consider supporting me on Ko-Fi, as well. Mistakes/errors might be here, let me know if you find any.

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Bucky was a fool to have let her come.

What else was supposed to happen?

Ever since he first laid eyes on her, Y/n had shaken his foundations. His stupid heart has always answered to her presence. The only difference is that so far, whenever it happened, they were together at work, surrounded by the smell of old books or sharing a nice cup of coffee before Bucky walked her home and then, went back to his place feeling a little lighter and a lot more in love than the day before.

Never before had he had a heart monitor strapped to his chest.

Bucky is an idiot.

Y/n walks in and, like a traitor, the monitor announces to her and everyone else in the room — thanks universe, for the fact that Steve and Natasha will never forget this — just how much she affects him.

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