Various X Reader IMAGINES | flaevours

BUCKY BARNES ¦ 1

i just had a fucking great idea that i might turn into a series.

What if— What if all of this, was a dream? What if you are here, but not here at the same time? You're not from their world— or should i say, your consciousness isn't. But your body  belongs to someone else.
Y/N was living her daily life when she bumped into the Winter Soldier. Things we're going well— until she finds out she's from another dimension.

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"Y/N, WAKE UP!" a female voice called.
"Honey, please." she said, her voice breaking. Sobs were heard, but there was no picture. Only darkness.

groaned and sat up. "Weird dream." I sighed, and went to prepare for work. I ate a peanut butter sandwich while staring at the TV. However there was no bad weathers, no bad guys trying to rule Earth, no nothing.

I walked through the streets of the busy city. I heard my phone ring, i looked for it in my bag as i walked hurriedly to the place where i can get a cab. i struggled to look for it when i bumped into a hard chest. "Sorry!" i backed away from the man and looked up to meet blue eyes. "No, it's my fault i- didn't look where I was going." "It's OK." he said. We stood there awkwardly for a moment, so i decided to turn and leave. Before i could do so, the man stuck out his hand and said "I'm Bucky."
I was never socially confident so i went a little red in shyness while mentally praying i won't get too awkward.
"Y/N." i shook his hand and smiled. "Lovely name." he complimented. I blushed a little. My mind was a crazy mess. oh shi—  did he really just say that?— OMFG.
"Thanks."
"Would you like to grab coffee, sometime, Y/N?"
"I would love to." i gave him my number and waved goodbye as he looked at me while i walked hurriedly again, a smile never leaving my face.

After days, we always called each other, met up in places, went on dates. and after a month, i realized i was in love.

"Y/N?" There was a knock at the door.I put down the spoon as i was mixing ingredients for cupcakes. I opened it and saw Bucky smiling— rather worriedly. "Buck!" I beamed and hugged him. "I have something to tell you." It happened that there was red frosting on my thumb as i couldn't help myself but taste earlier.
I wiped my thumb across his forehead and said "What is it, Simba?" He laughed mischievously and said "You wait until i get my hands on those cupcake ingredients Nala, you're gonna look like Cruella De Vil in 102 Dalmatians." I broke the hug and ran as he chased me, his hands already clenched with flour. I stopped and burst out with laughter. He—confused, — asked "Why?"
I pointed into his hand. "You have gloves on, remember? Have fun taking all that flour off it" The flour had made the black glove absorb the whiteness. "Shit." he chuckled. I laughed teasingly until i felt flour on my face. You-
I grabbed a handful of flour. and threw it at him. We end up with flour all over the place. I giggled when he was so full of flour. "I'll wash your clothes." I laughed again and went to the washing machine. "I have something to tell you." "What?" i asked.
His smile faded as he panted a bit. "I'm no ordinary human being." "Sure you aren't." i laughed at his joke. But when i looked at him he was serious. He started to take his long sleeve off. This is so weird what the fuck's happening. I blushed madly and tried so hard not to look at his torso. Then something shiny caught my eye. His left arm was covered in— some sort of metallic paint. I thought it was paint. Until when i subconsciously reached to touch it, still confused, it was hard. like metal. "What—"
"Its a metal arm."
"So its... a... "
"I was born in March 10th. 1917"
"Buck, is this a prank?"
"I'll explain."

He explained it all, how he was taken by HYDRA, how Steve helped him get his memories back. And why we couldn't go to his house. Because he lives in the Avengers HQ. He told me all of what he can do and told me he felt guilty of not telling me all of this. Because he can lose control of himself anytime. "Now if you dont like me anymore I understa—" I wrapped my armes around his neck and hugged him. "I dont like you. I'm sorry." I felt his shoulders slump. "I love you." I smashed his lips into mine. He gasped and i smiled into the kiss. After a while i broke the kiss. I realized i was hugging him, and my body was leaning into his shirtless torso. I blushed madly. He chuckled. "Like what you see?" I rolled my eyes,
"Beat it, Simba."