Bucky Barnes Imagines

I... Have A Collection

I took this pic. These tsums are mine, and the back is a box I mod podged with Bucky and such. Anyways. Also I'm giving a warning. Nightmares filled with blood will be mentioned so if you don't like blood skip this. Also other nightmarish things. Not dirty. I keep my imagines clean however there is blood and sad events that can really happen that you're character has the nightmares about.

Over the years upon Bucky's homecoming (don't worry the words are outta his system) you managed to gain a crush on him.

Bucky was a hero (he is kind and reserved still sorta to himself), just like all the other heroes (you included. You lived with them in the tower) merchandise of him was starting to get popular. You really wanted to get some shirts of him or inspired by him, but you really didn't want to get teased by your avenger family. You also didn't want Bucky to see especially since he was your only neighbor/roommate on your floor.

It didn't stop you though. You sometimes wore his colors. You did manage to get a few shirts and loungepants you only wore in your large geeky beautiful bedroom.

It also didn't stop you from getting little figurines and such for your room. You had all his figures from the Funko brand. You had his tsums. You had other little trinkets.

You might've also sketched him a lot. Technically your drew everyone on the team. Even strangers. Bucky was just one of your more practiced drawings. He was one of your "muses".

Most the time you weren't afraid of him discovering your little collection. Mainly because he didn't go into your room. Also nobody else really comes to your floor other than Steve to check on you and Bucky alike.

It was all well until one day... Or rather night. You couldn't help what happened.

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"You know... Shopping really makes me exhausted." You sighed putting your shopping bags in the trunk of Nat's car.

"I'm just surprised you got some clothes other than tshirts. Or that you got clothes at all since you hate clothes shopping." Wanda giggled.

You all got in the car singing songs together.

"So... Are you going to actually go to Tony's party tonight y/n?" Nat looked at you through the mirror.

"Does it look like I want to go."

"Oh of course you do. Bucky is supposedly going to attend this one. "

You gasped and looked at her.

"Oh come on y/n. Everyone knows you like Bucky except apparently the man himself. Even Steve knows. He was the first to actually bring it up surprisingly."

You bit your lip looking at your hands.

"She's liked him since the first day she was introduced to him."

"Wanda... Please be don't read my mind." You glanced out the window.

"Sorry."

"Fine. I like Bucky, but I'm still not going to Tony's party tonight." Crossing your arms you looked back at the Wanda and Nat.

"Oh come on. You've never been to one. You might like it."

"Yeah I sure do like sweaty people acting stupid, barely enough room to dance, loud music noises, and people yelling into my eardrums only to give me a headache. Then men throwing themselves at you only because of the super hero status and not for you. Yeah that's all totally up my alley."

"Well someone's being very sarcastic today."

"Why thank you Natasha, but it's all true. Sorry to be a debby downer, but I just want to enjoy my time in peace on my floor level away from the noise."