24 And 35 For Peter Please?

MYTHOLOGY: Creatures of Myth

Some fairly good-looking stranger. ( buckyxreader )

So hi guys, this is my first fic, story, imagine, call it the way you want to.

I apologize if there’s something wrong with the grammar, I’m not a native English speaker so, sorry, really.

And this is the end, lmao. Hope you like it!

(I’m too sleepy to send you the link so here you go @marveliskindacool)

Warnings: language maybe? Idk, description of stitching wounds, and that’s it, really.

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Forever and a Day [Bucky x Reader] Part 3/5

Forever and a Day

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, mentions of Peggy x Steve

Rating: T/PG-13

No spoilers for Civil War. This takes place after The Winter Soldier.

Summary: You spent your youth as a friend to Steve and a lover to Bucky. But the three of you were not destined for normal lives and now the past has begun to catch up to you.

Tags: @thebestofoneshots @2muchcandygonnarotursoul

Notes: Thank you guys for your patience. This has been a hard week and I really appreciated all the support and condolences. 

Part 1 | Part 2

Part Three:

Waiting for word from Tony was almost physically painful for you.

For a long time, life had become routine and mundane. You told yourself you liked it that way. In truth, you simply accepted it as your fate. But now life was anything but boring, and you found yourself both terrified and thrilled at the prospect of change.

Steve wasn’t waiting to hear back from Tony. He and Sam were already hard at work chasing any lead they could find. You felt guilty not doing the same, but you had no leads and no other connections. Tony’s facial recognition tracking program was your best bet. If none of Steve’s leads panned out, then at least you could hold out hope that Tony would come through for you.

No matter if his mission had gone poorly that day or not, Steve made an effort to check in every day. Things were still a bit stilted between the two of you. There were a lot of hurt feelings on his side, you knew, but now was not the time to hash things out. Bucky was of the utmost importance, he was all that mattered.

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The Last of Us Part II: A Challenging and Devastating Masterpiece Fans Did Not Want

Naughty Dog’s The Last of Us Part II is generating diverse and adamant responses from fans of the original with some lauding the title as a storytelling revelation. Others heavily criticize the narrative direction and the use of violence within. Numerous negative opinions stem from out of context leaked plot points and a staggering amount of deeply harmful misinformation. Tweets and forum posts boast multiple outlandish claims like the director performing motion capture for a sex scene, which he did not, or false accusations that the studio paid for positive reviews. However, many people have played the game honestly and still feel disappointed and upset at the experience. Their reaction is understandable. I myself finished the game shortly after its release following two grueling 15-hour long marathon play sessions and struggled at first, unsure of the story and its effects on me. But the more I reflect on my experience and the narrative, the more I come to appreciate the game for what it is: a brutal, risky, and devastating masterpiece that none of us wanted.

The Last of Us Part II is perhaps the first game I have seen inspire such a polarizing response and be subject to so much negative press solely for narrative choices. Most of the time, such backlash and “review bombing” indicates greedy and manipulative monetization schemes, or else rushed and underdeveloped projects. However, most people agree The Last of Us Part II has refined gameplay and fantastic animations. Sure it is not flawless, as the cycles of stealth and action gameplay start to become monotonous, especially during long play sessions, which seems at odds with the enthralling story encouraging players to stay engrossed in the world. However, the incredible acting and presentation alone could have earned the game universal acclaim. Yet, many people are angry, upset, or even downright disgusted with the narrative choices of writers Neil Druckmann and Halley Gross. While I disagree with these individuals, I do not deny their opinions on this challenging and divisive experience.

The following contains full spoilers for The Last of Us Part II. Images may disturbing and are not be suitable for all readers.

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Shake Your Ass, Barnes

Summary: One way to meet the new recruit is to have him think he’s seeing double of the infamous Black Widow, but there is Just Dance too.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier x Reader

Word Count: 812

Warnings: Mild Swearing

A/N: I’ve been really inactive recently because of the shit going down in my friendship group but I’ve decided to make an x reader based of a gif imagine I made. Also, младшая сестра means little sister, and мудак means asshole. I thought I’d say before I caused any confusion. Enjoy!

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Maybe tinkering with Tony’s cars at 2:30am wasn’t the best idea. Especially when he caught you…

“(Y/N), what are you doing?” He asked, concern in his voice.

You pushed yourself out from under the car and wiped your forehead with a greasy rag. “Fixing this pile of crap. How’d you know it was me?”

“No, I meant what are you doing up at 2:30 in the morning. And to answer your previous question, your sister wouldn’t be under a car, is how I know.”

“Well, I couldn’t sleep so I thought that I’d come down here. I’ve finished all of my projects and the blueprints for my new weapons system haven’t finished downloading yet so the next best thing was to fix up your old car.” You said, lowering yourself back under.

“(Y/N)?” Tony said.

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out.”

“(Y/N), it’s not funny. Go to bed, you’ll regret staying up later if you don’t sleep.”

“Fine, but I’ll be back down here after.” You said, pulling yourself up on the large toolbox and dumping the rag on the hood of the car.

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‘What time is it?’ you thought, rolling over to the bedside cabinet to check your phone.

10:30am

You groaned and let yourself fall back onto the bed for moment, before wrapping your duvet around your body and shuffling to the kitchen for some coffee.

“Mornin’ Sleeping Beauty.” Clint teased.

“Ugh.” You sighed, grabbing a cup and putting it in the coffee machine.

“Aw, what’s wrong? Do you regret being under a car at 2:30am?” Tony smirked. “I told you you would, sweatheart.”

“Shut it Tony.” You said, sitting on a chair.

You heard the soft patter of your twin sister’s trainers entering the kitchen and turned around to great her.

“Hey, младшая сестра.” You smiled.

“You’re only 6 minutes older than me.” Natasha smirked, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl.

“Indeed I am.” You smirked back at her. “What are your plans for today?”

“Training, then off to a mission. I should only be gone 2 days, max. What about you?”

“Take a wild guess.” You tucked your fire-red hair behind your ear. “I’ll be in Tony’s garage tinkering with that pile of metal he calls a car.”

“Don’t be rude.” Tony retorted.

“Sorry, мудак.” You laughed.

Natasha laughed and choked on her apple at what you called Tony.

“Wait, what did she just call me?” He said, curiously. “Should I be insulted?”

“Not at all Tony, not at all.” You smirked, taking a sip from your cup of coffee.

Another set of shoes walked through the halls and into the kitchen. You all turned our heads in the direction of the mystery person and saw one of your new colleagues, Bucky Barnes. You hadn’t had the pleasure to meet him yet, but apparently you were about to.

“Oh shit.” He muttered. “Shit, Steve! What was in that doughnut you gave me? I think I’m seeing double!”

You looked at him confused and then at Natasha.

‘Ohhh, that’s what’s up.’ you thought.

“What, Buck?” Steve said, jogging into the kitchen.

He looked at you, then at Natasha and finally at Bucky.

“Buck, there was nothing in the doughnut. This is Natasha’s twin sister, (Y/N). (Y/N), this is my best friend Bucky Barnes. He’s our newest recruit.”

You stuck out a hand for him to shake. “Hi, Bucky. Nice to meet you.”

He took your hand in his you shook it wearily. “Likewise, (Y/N).”

“Well, now that that is over I’m going to modify baby number 47.” Tony said, rubbing his hands together and walking away.

“And Clint and I have to go and train for this mission. Bye (Y/N).” Natasha said, hugging you before she left with Clint.

“Well, I’m going to get ready but I’ll leave you guys to talk. See you 'round, (Y/N).” Steve said before waving goodbye.

“So I guess it’s just us.”+++ You said, smiling at Bucky.

“I guess.” He said, staring down.

“So, what do you wanna do? We could play the new Mortal Combat if you’d like? Or is Just Dance more your scene?” You smirked.

“Just what?” He asked, confused.

“Come on, I’ll show you.” You said, walking to the living room.

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“Wait, what am I doing?!” The super solider asked.

When Natasha asked you what you were doing today, you definitely wouldn’t have said dancing to Barbie Girl with The Winter Solider.

“Hands on your hips, Barnes! Shake your ass!” You shouted.

“I would take this over training any day, let’s just hope no one sees us doing this.” He laughed.

However, little did you know Steve was watching you two from the corridor trying his best not to laugh at his best friend shaking his ass to Barbie Girl.

The song finished and you two sat back down on the chair, laughing.

“Okay, next song. How about Charleston?” You suggested.

“So I see you two have hit it off.” Steve laughed walking into the living room.

“Oh, shit. Hey Stevie.” Bucky said. “You didn’t see any of that, did you?”

“Not if you didn’t want me to, bud.” Steve smiled.

He looked at the screen before picking up another remote. “So what song is next, guys?”

Inspiration # 79

Kim Henry & Eric Paré create mesmerizing visuals using light-painting tubes. If you wanna check out other photos by this couple or find out how they take such shots, go to their website. 

Splash

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Anon request:  Hey love, if your taking requests could you do a Bucky x reader where they are at a pool party with the other avengers and its just pure fluff and cuteness. Thanks 💖

Masterlist

You’d first met Bucky at one of Tony’s elaborate parties. Completely by accident, while trying to avoid the crowded social event, you’d stumbled out onto an empty balcony and right into Bucky. He too disliked large crowds, they made him anxious. From that moment, the two of you were inseparable. He would help you with your research in the lab and you would calm him in the middle of the night after a particularly frightening nightmare. Tony would often find the two of you at the kitchen table in the early hours of the morning, just sitting together in comfortable silence while sipping on coffee. The two of you never put any kind of label on your relationship, but if you had, Bucky wouldn’t hesitate to call you his.

This weekend you were faced with another of Tony’s social get-togethers. He was hosting a pool party for everyone on the team in celebration of the success of their last mission. You’d planned on skipping it, opting instead to catch up on your favorite TV shows with a warm blanket and your favorite snacks. Wanda and Natasha had other plans. The two of them waltzed into your room, tossing you a towel and a new bathing suit. “Put that on. You’re coming out with us.” Wanda used her power to levitate your laptop away from you. You loved the two women like sisters, but they didn’t understand your lack of social skills. Realizing that they wouldn’t leave you be until you complied, you reluctantly changed, draping the towel around your shoulders. Natasha and Wanda  excitedly made their way to the pool, leaving you to wander the hallways on your own. As you neared the door to the pool deck, Steve stopped you. “Hi, Y/N! It’s good to see you out and about! Tony told me about the new project you’re working on and, I have to say, I think it’s brilliant.” He gave you a radiant smile and you shyly thanked him before finding the chair farthest from the pool and settling down with your book.

After about twenty minutes, your body temperature was too high to allow you to sit comfortably. You contemplated going back inside to the air conditioned living room but remembered something Wanda had told you during one of your late-night talks. “You need to take risks, Y/N. I know it might seem scary at first, but you might discover something new about yourself.” Mustering up all the confidence you could manage, you dropped your towel and stepped into the pool. The cool water rippled around you and you decided you were quite pleased with this decision. You kept to the far end of the pool, avoiding the splashing and rough housing from the rest of the team. You jumped slightly when you felt a presence behind you. 

“So they made you come out too?” The ends of Bucky’s long hair were dripping as he rested his arms on the ledge of the pool. “Steve and Natasha came in this morning and practically threatened me.” he added with a light laugh. You returned his smile and the two of you talked for the next few minutes, occasionally splashing each other playfully if a sarcastic comment was made. Suddenly, Thor announced that he would like to attempt the human custom known as ‘the cannonball’ and proceeded to take a running leap toward the pool. Bucky pulled you toward his chest, attempting to use his body to shield you from the giant wave Thor’s jump had produced. Unfortunately, the two of you were hit with an enormous wall of water. 

When you opened your eyes, wiping the droplets from your face, you had to stifle a laugh. Bucky’s hair was completely plastered to his face. You couldn’t see his eyes or his cheeks and his lips were parted in shock. You couldn’t help but giggle as you reached to push his hair back, smiling as he stood before you muttering about something about how someone always ruins his moment. The rest of the team was completely oblivious to your interaction and none took any notice when you took Bucky’s hand and pulled him out of the pool. You tossed his towel over his head, ruffling it gently to dry his hair. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Natasha nudging Steve and whispering something in his ear. 

Bucky peeked out from under the towel, a huge smile on his face. “My mother used to do that when I was little” he said. He picked up your towel and draped it around your shoulders, taking a corner of the cloth and using it to gently dry the stray droplets on your cheek. “Y/N? Open your eyes.” You were so caught up in the feeling of Bucky’s touch that you hadn’t even realized that you’d closed your eyes and leaned into his hand. Bucky’s light eyes were just inches from yours and their corners crinkled slightly from the force of his smile. The team had become suspiciously quiet, and you peeked around Bucky’s large frame to see them all staring at you, open-mouthed and clearly in shock. 

“They’re staring aren’t they” Bucky chuckled quietly. You nodded. “I’ve got a plan. Take a step toward me and pretend to slip. I’ll pick you up and run us back into the tower.” You stared at him, wide-eyed.

“Bucky I don’t know if that’s such a goo-” You immediately slipped on the wet ground and Bucky took this as a sign that you were going along with his plan. He lifted you up and started toward the door only to trip over a pool float that Tony had left out. This sent you both toppling back into the water. 

When you surfaced, Bucky was immediately by your side, mumbling apologies and checking to see if you were injured. 

“Well that was painfully awkward and yet frighteningly adorable, don’t you agree?” Tony stated, using his champagne glass to gesture to the team. 

Just because you can doesn’t mean you should. [ PETER PARKER x READER imagine ]

Peter Parker x Reader 

Prompt : [y/n] can’t sleep because of the noise from the party coming from the appartment above hers. She decided to go confront her new neighbor.

Warnings : Swearing [woops] , mention of fight, blood.

Be indulgent with me, it’s the first thing I write in TWO freaking YEARS, feedback is always appreciated

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The music was blasting in the whole residency. It was almost 1 A.M. when she was waken up by disturbance coming from the appartment above hers. “ Welcome to the Queens, “ she growled, putting her duvet on her face. It’s been two weeks only since she moved in this neighborhood with her father and she already regretted her father’s choice of career. First, she moved out of Maine, where she was borned and raised, then he decided to accept the promotion his job offered him, clearly the appartment was bigger than the last one, but he had a lot more hours to work. [y/n] has been busy all that time by getting the stuff out of the boxes, store all that business and by throwing out the box, discover the neighborhood a little.  She glanced at her room, cursing at the noise’s responsible. It was the last day of the holidays and even if she knew she couldn’t sleep well with the idea of passing her last high school year without her friends, surrounded by unknowns people, she would rather be in silence. She turned her back and try to get back to sleep. One hour later, music was still on. She sat up straight, ready to kill someone. She was a very calm person, but better not risk to piss her off. And she was, pissed off. She put off some sweetpants, an Iron Man sweatshirt, her sneakers and decided to go visit her so-lovely neighbor. She closed the door with her keys and she climb up the stairs two by two. In front of the door, she changed her mind, saying to herself that she better not start to argue with the neighbors, at least for her dad. She was about to turn her heels, when she heard a group of people, apparently drunk, shouting from the other side of the door. She fumed. “ Never mind, I’m probably not the only neighbor who is pissed off. “ she tried to reassure herself. She banged several times on the door before a boy opened it. He was quite young, probably the same age as her. The hair were messy, the eyes were browns, and there were a stupid grin on his face. She looked at him sternly, understanding that he was quite loaded. “ - You’re the one living here? She asked - Yes, Yes, that’s me, to whom have I-I the honor?” We could sense how concentrated he was to answer. “ - Me, your new neighbor from below. It’s more that 2 A.M. So do a favor to everyone living here and shut the music please “ she blurted. She astonished herself ; she kept her temper while saying everything she wanted to say. Well done, [y/n]. She looked at him fixedly until he react. He let out a curse and an apology and went into the meanders of his appartment full of people. After a few seconds, she heard the music being shut and people complaining at the host. He came back after a moment without failing falling on someone, before reappear in front of her. “ - Thank you neighbor, I- “ She was cut by people leaving his appartment, greating your neighbor, wishing him a good night. They shoved him a little and she took a step back, not wanting to know the same fate. He grumbled about the cleaning and put his attention on her “ - I don’t remember your name, new neighbor, he joked - It’s because I didn’t gave it to you, neighbor. By the way, nice buddies, very helpful for the cleaning. - That’s not really my “buddies”, they’re mostly high school colleagues, in fact. I had the appartment for myself so I thought “ well, I can have a party”, “ he muttered, looking at his feet. She sighed and start to go away. “ - Well, I have to go, neighbor, but remember that just because you can doesn’t mean you should. Good luck for cleaning this mess. “ She waved at him before go down the stairs. “ - Thanks! I’m Peter…. by the way “ he called before heading home. He scratched his head, admiring the terrible mess left by his “friends”. He started cleaning up, fearing her aunt’s coming home early. Spider-man would have trash to take out tommorow. 

She had the occasion to see him the next day. Happened that Peter Parker and her shared a few classes, in this new high school which was very much the same at her last. Peter was well different from the person she had met the day before. He was more of a loner and the people leaving his appartment yesterday , acted like they didn’t knew him. He had raised his head when she presented herself in class in the first period, recognizing the young woman he talked with the day before. She chatted with a few classmates and ate with them at midday. Even in Maine or here in New York, the schema was the same : sports guys’ table, cheerleaders’ table, geeks’s table, loners’ table, gothics’ table,etc.. She sighed, she wasn’t the type to girl to worry about thoses clichés, but she had to admit she felt lucky that she never been on the bottom of the social ladder. Even if she never had been of the top neither, thankfully. The idea of being the cliché girlfriend of a football player made her want to throw up. After lunch, she excused herself to go to the toilets. She put some fresh water on her face, to give her some courage for the rest of the day. While she was coming out of the toilet, she heard a thud from the other wall. She took a look before coming out, and saw a little crowd of football player in front of a locker. “ So Parker, you didn’t thanked me for bringing people to your party? Without me, I think you would have spend the night with your calculator! “ A player said, laughing, she remembered one of her classmate calling him Flash. She took a step aside , seeing Peter, blocked by Flash’s arm against one of the locker. Peter didn’t seemed to be bothered by the situation and kept the silence, which happened to anger the other. “ You seriously going to let me hit you without reacting? I’m more dissapointed by you that I already was Parker. “ he slipped in a surly tone.We could feel that his ego was touched, caused by the silence treatment Peter was giving him. Peter grinned, knowing he would pissed off the other and that he was going to get punched. He was waiting for the impact, but it didn’t come. Instead, a voice resonated behind Flash and his band. “ - Hey guys, can I get a high five? Because, attacking a personne and being four ? No, realy, what bravery, I applaud. “ [y/n] dropped, trying to be as cynic as possible. - Get away, newbie, you don’t want to have us on your back on your first day, do you ? Barked one of Flash’s sbire. - Oh yes, I’m going now, I’m impressed. Excuse my imprudence, she quipped, doing a little bow. Flash let go of Peter’s collar and came dangerously close from [y/n]. “ - Wanna play smart ass, but now, what are you’re gonna do? Saying, trying to get as close as he could from her, his hands in tight fists. - I let you the honnor to start, I’m not use to start fights. “  She felt her face going on the right side as she watched Flash fist moving, a smile on his face, obviously proud of himself. [y/n] smirked, touching her lip. She looked at her bloody thumb and smiled. He had managed to really pissed her off.  “ On the other hand, I’m used to finish them “ she slipped before catching her shoulder. As Flash reverted his attention to her, she made an arm lock and managed to get him strap up on the floor. She landed four well-placed punch, one at his cheekbone, one at his nose, another one at his jaw and the last one at his brow bone. She stood up normally, looking at the others. “ Who’s next “ she peered. The others apologized and get Flash back before leaving, under [y/n]’s smile. She then turned to Peter, still standing at the locker. She surprised herself by being afraid of his reaction, but been even more surprised when this one applause. “ - Well, I’m glad I turned down the music last night, he laughed - Instead of taking danse class, my father had me teached how to defend myself. Even if the danse classes I took after helped me to associate elasticity and defense. “ she chortled, realizing that she was telling her life to a complete stranger. But weirdly, she liked that Peter Parker, there were something mysterious about him that she enjoyed. He laughed and become serious again while looking at her face. “ But you should get some water on your lips because you’re bleeding well” He stuttered, not really knowing what to do. She carried her hand back to her lips, and laughed while whipping the blood, leaving Peter and going back to the toilets.She put some water on her lips and a few minutes later, the bleeding had stopped. She came out and was surprised to see Peter waiting for her.He scratched his head and as he was about to talk, the bell rang in the hallway, now full of people. They went silently to they classroom and take their places. The end of the day came quickly, Peter and [y/n] could admire Flash pushing everyone on his way. It was sure, his ego has took a big ass punch. [y/n] spend her way back home talking to Peter, they went along quite well. She talked to him about a movie, and she asked him if he wanted to come to her appartment so she could lend him the DVD and he accepted. Coming home, she was surprised to see the door unlocked but felt relieved when she saw her dad’s imposing stature in the kitchen. “ - Dad it’s me! I didn’t expected you this soon! she exclaimed, hugging her dad from behind.Peter took a look of the appartment living room and turned back when he heard [y/n]’s dad laughed. - You think I was going to miss your first day of class? He laughed but his smile dissapeared when he looked at his daughter. What happened? Did you get into a fight? - Yes.But nothing serious.You should see the other one’s face. You know I can take care of myself, she hinted trying to ease her dad. It was the case. - Just because you can doesn’t mean you should , he protested, ruffling her her. “ She groused before remembering her neighbor’s presence.  “ - By the way dad, this is Peter Parker, we have a few classes together and he lives on the apartment above us. Peter, this is my dad. “  She stepped aside and left the two men chat while looking for her DVD. “ - Nice to meet you kid, I’m mister Castle, but you can call me Franck. - Nice to meet you Sir “ he stummered, shaking his new neighbor’s massive hand. “ [y/n] reappeared giving Peter the DVD and they went to the door. “ - You’ll tell me your opinion! - No problem! See you tomorrow, warrior “ he joked before heading home. He was greeted by his aunt, who questionned him about how his day went. He answered quickly, claiming having a lot of homework. In his room, he thought about how crazy this day has been, mostly about the encounter with [y/n]. She exuted something special and her reflexes where on point. He laughed quietly, wondering if she could stand before Spiderman. After he was done with his light homework, and that he was sure her aunt was going out for her night shift, he put on his hero’s costume. As Peter Parker, he had time to think about his aunt, his studies, the bullies who thought they were scaring him, about [y/n]. But as Spiderman, he had to put thoses things aside. Especially since a few days, the human spider had found a new enemy. What was at first an urban legend just litteraly came alive. Coming back to the Queens, where he was born, the man was following no rules and allowed himself to kill a lot of people, from the mafia for sure, but people still. He was webbing from buildings to buildings and landed on a rooftop. It dominated the city, and he could listen to the police’s radio so he could find that man. He was easy to be identified, this man has been awarded the nickname ; the Punisher.

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