STARLIGHT

loki, becomes d.b. cooper:

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✪   —   VACANT MIRRORS  ;  B.B.  |  10/10

summary: the end of the beginning.

pairing: bucky barnes / f!reader

tags: set before & during tfatws, friends to lovers, therapy positive, trauma healing techniques, ptsd mentions, the normalization of anxiety disorders, and a good ol’ slow burn

word count: 5.1k, capping this entire fic off at 50k

a/n: this chapter has smut! be warned! and for now, the beginning of bucky & rabbit’s story has finished. it’s not the last you’ll see of them, but i hope you’ve all enjoyed their story as much as i have. :,)

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That bonsai tree looks different.

…Maybe it’s you.

I mean, you’re certainly different. You feel different. The last time you busied yourself with staring at that lovely little tree, Bucky Barnes wasn’t an unwavering fixture in your life, you weren’t some off-brand sort-of-sidekick, and up until that point in your life you’d never been shot — so safe to say the last few weeks have changed a few things.

You weren’t hopelessly in love with Bucky Barnes back then, either.

The waiting room feels smaller.

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✪   —   VACANT MIRRORS  ;  B.B.  |  9/10

summary: innessa’s story ends. you & bucky’s is just beginning.

pairing: bucky barnes / f!reader

tags: set before & during tfatws, friends to lovers, therapy positive, trauma healing techniques, ptsd mentions, the normalization of anxiety disorders, and a good ol’ slow burn

word count: 2.7k

a/n: this has been so fun. all of it - and there’s the epilogue coming to set up the drabbles that will soon follow these two through tfatws…. and i hope this hits the spot. it’s a long time coming.

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In this exact moment, Bucky Barnes knows two things.

The first is that he cannot remember his mother’s voice — he hasn’t been able to for years now. You forget, really, how easy it is for the sounds of someone to melt away in the waves of your mind until it’s just a little too late, and then it begins to slip.

It’s been nearly eight decades since he’s heard her voice.

But, the moment the two of you get close enough on that bike for Innessa Sidrova to step out of the small car now adjacent to traffic, rip your mother from the passenger seat, and promptly spray oncoming traffic with a heavy assault weapon, he knows another thing: that you’re angry.

It’s the scream of a mother, pleading for someone not to hurt their child that glues the two thoughts together in his mind.

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✪   —   VACANT MIRRORS  ;  B.B.  |  8/10

summary: shit’s about to hit the fan.

pairing: bucky barnes / f!reader

tags: set before & during tfatws, friends to lovers, therapy positive, trauma healing techniques, ptsd mentions, the normalization of anxiety disorders, and a good ol’ slow burn

word count: 2.5k, a wee baby

a/n: thank you all for being so patient these last two weeks — i have a lot on my plate this month and i needed to prioritze some real-world stuff, so again, thank you. this chapter is short because? oh baby, two more. two more chapters. shit is about to get wild. it’s setting up the scene. as always, i love hearing your feedback and i adore seeing all your reactions. it absolutely makes my day.

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It’s that dream again.

The one where Andrei’s life is being snuffed out, and his wife is crying, and the Winter Soldier is turning Innessa Sidrova into the monster she will inevitably become. The dining room is cold. Bloody veal stains white, bone china plates. Little forks and sharp knives. Red carpet. Red curtains.

Someone brings out cake on a golden tea cart. It rattles by.

Andrei’s body is slumped in his chair. No one moves him.

Blood.

Then, Bucky’s eyes open to sunlight.

And to you.

Debunking misinformation around Palestine.