Trixie Mattel for Stunnin Magazine

📸: Cyriel Jacobs

ACLU South Dakota post

verity

summary: an inadvertently broken heart and a girls' night in can only lead to one thing: you drunkenly confronting the very man who broke your heart in the first place - aka your best friend, bucky barnes pairing: bucky barnes x female reader word count: 3253

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The music flowed through the living room around you, quiet enough to not overpower the conversations you were having with your friends, but loud enough for you to know what you were swaying in your seat to. 

It had been a while since you had a girls' night, though you were all but forced into this one; it was made clear by Nat that your presence was not an option - you were the only reason you were all gathered here now, each of you at least a bottle or two in. 

At first you resisted. You wanted nothing more than to wallow alone in your room, watching trash TV and crying over cheesy scenes. It wasn't that you didn't love the company you had right now, you just wanted other company. You wanted the same company you had every day for the last year. The same company that became your only solace ever since it took a literal bullet for you without thought just to keep you safe. The same company that read your favourite books so you had someone to talk to about them. The same company that sat with you and watched all your favourite shows so they could get a better glimpse of who you are and what you like. The same company you thought you were finally getting somewhere with. 

It felt like you got hit by a truck when the words "You know Bucky's been dating?" nonchalantly left Sam's mouth one day while you were having lunch. You didn't want to know more about it. You didn't want to know who they were, how the two met, or what they did for a living. You didn't want to be told anything other than the fact Sam was joking, that what you thought you had with Bucky really was real and not just in your head. Sam never said anything close to that, though. 

a million summers

summary: Something shifts between you and Bucky when he comes back home from college.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 3k

warnings: modern AU; childhood friends to lovers; alcohol consumption; making out; the rare occurence of me writing something that's almost exclusively fluff. please note that my blog is rated 18+. minors dni. ageless/empty blogs will be blocked without warning.

prompt: @allcapsbingo O1: "You've changed."

a/n: i didn't plan on posting anything today but something came over me. happy valentine's day, everyone!! this one's for @jesterstrange – remember when you sent me two songs for my sleepover and i completely ignored one of them? this is why 💛

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The air in the car is buzzing with late night heat and the crackling of the radio rapidly switching between stations, but you can’t seem to mind. Your heart is pounding in tune because less than two hours ago, you were kissing Bucky Barnes.

The Bucky Barnes, whose hand is currently gripping the steering wheel just a little too tightly. Valedictorian, baseball legend, first boy you ever fell in love with, prodigal third of your trio, Bucky Barnes.

Shit, if Steve found out about this, you’re not sure if he would laugh or kill both of you.

first date, last night

summary: You were supposed to go on a date tonight, but Bucky just had to interfere. It doesn't make any sense, either. It's not like there's anything going on between the two of you.

pairing: 40s!bucky barnes x f!reader

word count: 5.5k

warnings: good old angsty fluff. banter and miscommunication (it's two painfully oblivious idiots in love, people), socially anxious reader, slightly jealous bucky in the beginning, a lot of cake, sad-ish ending (only if we take mcu canon to be a real thing)

please note that my blog is rated 18+. minors dni. ageless/empty blogs will be blocked without warning.

prompt: this was written for the lovely @imaginearyparties' theatre challenge—congrats again on 300 followers, ilana!! (and thank you for extending the deadline) my prompt was "first date / last night" from dogfight. you can and should listen to the whole song here.

a/n: frankly, this has zero rights to be as long as it turned out to be, but the second half of this hated my guts and i had to just roll with it. hope you enjoy x

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It’s late, and Bucky is pacing.

You can hear it through the ceiling, even though you’ve pulled a pillow over your head to try and block out the noise. He’s been pacing ever since you’ve sent him marching upstairs, slamming the door so hard a bit of plaster fell off your living room wall, and you shouted a name after him your mama would have smacked you over the head for.

But tonight was meant to be lovely, your first real night out in the city, and he just had to ruin it. And once again, you’re left to literally pick up the pieces on your own in an empty apartment. What a waste.

that tattoo needle is calling me by my full government name 😩😂

James, come with me. Go. I will follow. You're lying.

jealousy & flirtation

ELEVEN: END OF AN ERA

18+

The end.

Content Warning: Frat!Bucky x F!Reader, mature themes, dark themes, mention of drug addiction, neglectful parenting, violence, threat, brief mention of attempted sexual assault, mention of guns/fatal shooting, angst, smut (public sex, dom!bucky, slight praise kink).

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Bucky instantly regrets taking a bite of the hard taffy bar as it clings to his teeth, almost impossible to chew through. After that first bite, he tucks the rest away in his pocket, as if he'll be tempted to finish it off later. It was the only thing that looked edible in the vending machine, and after the day and night he's had, he was in desperate need of a sugar hit.

It's almost midnight and he's sitting in the waiting area of the x-ray department. There's so much to think about that his mind has gone blank, unable to focus on just one thing. It isn't until he's joined by someone who sits next to him that he's finally able to string a coherent thought together.

"Everything okay?" He asks, his eyes immediately moving down to the bruises on your neck. With a wince, he looks down at his lap, guilt quickly pooling in the pit of his stomach.

"Can we go home?" You return, your voice not as hoarse as it was a few hours ago.

It isn't until you place your hand on his that he's able to look at you again, and he even offers you a small smile before nodding.

"It must feel good. Just a little, even," You begin as the two of you sit on opposite ends of the couch. "Knowing that you're the kind of person that can drive people insane."

Bucky's voice is low but tinged with humor as he replies, "Funnily enough, it's a little too soon for me to see the silver lining just yet." He wants so desperately to move closer to you, but he can't bring himself to out of fear that you'll shrink away.

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (1999) dir. Gil Junger

I've been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it's not everything I dreamed it would be?

cosmic love

summary: set to marry the lord of another court, you have to end your relationship with bucky. but when your last night together is seen by your betrothed, a curse is placed on you that will alter your life forever

pairing: noble!bucky x princess!reader

word count: 6.4k (i'm sorry)

warnings: misogyny (arranged marriage, mention of domestic abuse though it does not happen (not from bucky!), brief mention of nonconsensual touching, just period typical stuff), a curse, a semi-plot twist, death of minor characters, implied smut (MINORS DNI), this is basically a fairy tale, weird fairy tale-ing (you'll get it), brief angst, a bit of explicit language, fire, i think that's all but let me know if i miss anything!

a/n: this was a really bitch (affectionate) to write and i absolutely could not have done it without @itistimeforusalltodecidewhoweare. she is the spring board for which i throw all of my ideas and she takes it like a champ. i got a burst of inspiration and wrote the majority of this today, and i truly hope you love it!

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The last notes of the quartet faded out and you finally took your leave from the dance floor. No matter how many years of lessons you were subjected to, the utter ache of your feet after several hours never ceased. Not to mention your splitting headache from the constant socialization. But such was the life of a princess.