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Pairing: 40s!Dad!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Pronouns: Female

Word Count: 1,115

Warning: Character Death

Rating: Fluff/Angst

Summary: by the lovely @bcrnesbuccy

“i’ve had this prompt in my head for actually ever and i have been waiting for some worthy to write this:) Basically, it’s just 40’sDad!Bucky with a female reader and like him just basically like saying goodbye to his babygirl and his wife, just like all the angst, Bucky’s last day with them. Maybe Bucky affording a trip back home for Christmas or something? and reader having to explain to Baby barnes why daddy isn’t coming home:( A young baby, maybe like a year to three years. baby named lila:)“

Abbreviations:

Y/N - Your Name

A/N: I try to only write MxM fics, but I will do this because it is an interesting summary. Just a little heads up for the future.

gif: found on google

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Leaving her was the hardest thing James had ever done. He turned around, seeing the smaller women laying beside him. His arm snakes around her body, kissing her shoulder. She groaned and pushed her face furthermore into the pillow. 

“Doll, we gotta wake up. Or Lila will wake you up. “

She complied hesitantly, turning around and pressing against his frame. Her lips pursed against his bare chest. James noticed a small hand reach up from her bassinet. He pulled away from his lover to pick up Lila. She was James’ angel. He was leaving to protect the ones he loved. He pulled her close to his chest, kissing her cheek as she covered her eyes from the morning light. Y/N sat up in their bed and rubbed her eyes. She climbed off the shared bed and pulled the baby into her arms. “James, do you really have to leave tonight?” “In order to protect you two, yes.” She groaned and rocked Lila, reaching toward the dresser to grab her pacifier. He changed out of his t-shirt, placing his uniform on in the mirror. She had been dreading this day ever since he got his letter. As much as she loved how he looked in the uniform, she wishes that he would stay home and spend his years there. She wished that he would stay home. 

“James, you’re going to miss Lila’s biggest triumphs! Her first words, her first words, her first steps.”

Before she could worry more, James pressed a kiss to her lips swiftly.

“That’s why I got you the camera doll. You’ll have Stevie to help.”

“I love Stevie, I do. But he’s not you.”

James frowned and held her to his chest, her head resting on his heart. A space between them for Lila. They stayed like that for a while before James had to part his way for the day.

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Characters: TJ Hammond x Male!Reader

Word Count: 650

Warnings: Homophobia, mentions of drugs, slurs, alcohol.

Rating: Pure Angst, maybe a little fluff?

Summary: After recent news had been leaked about Reader and TJ’s relationship, the news causes stress on their relationship.

Abbreviations:

Y/N = Your Name

Y/L/N= Your Last Name

gif: found on Google

dedicated to: @borkboofbuchanan

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The night the news was released was a pure shit show. You walked out of your apartment and were swarmed with paparazzi. You had gotten used to it by being close friends with TJ but TJ wasn’t there this time. The questions were screamed at you before you could react. 

“Mr. Y/L/N, how long have you and Mr. Hammond been together?”

“Is he still abusing drugs?”

“Are you planning on getting married?”

You were frozen in fear. The questions shot like bullets. The news had gotten out. Sure, people knew he was gay but not that he was with you. Before you were labeled as:

“TJ Hammond’s best friend, Y/N Y/L/N” now you were the boyfriend.

You sprinted to TJ as soon as you escaped the crowd. You knocked on his door. “TJ! Open the door, please!” You heard the faint steps behind the door. He opened the door and looked at you, not the usual cheesy smile or smug grin. You move to hug him but he pushes you. “You asshole!” He yells. 

He turned and walked into his apartment. He paced the floor before grabbing a beer off the counter. You walked into the apartment and closed the door in case of paparazzi. He stopped and looked at you. “I thought we had something, Y/N. You were different than the other guys! You didn’t just want a cheap screw of the president’s son!” The words hurt you. You had to convince him that you didn’t let it slip. That night you cradled him for hours, once he let you actually go near him. You softened his cries and peppered kisses across his face. 

Now only a month after the news was released, you were still swarmed. You danced with TJ, the world around you falling. The clubs music was faded as you danced with him, your hands on his as you danced like a couple of drunk bastards. You walked out of the bar to be greeted by every gay man’s fear. A hoard of people with signs. Signs with scriptures on them, slogans about homosexuality. You dropped your hand from his. He quickly started yelling things at them. People were capturing videos and taking photos of the outbreak. He screamed slurs at them. 

“What are we? A couple of fags to you? Am I just a fag! Fuck you! You fucking assholes!” Before he could get physical you pulled him back. You pulled him to your apartment since it was closer. Once you were inside, you dropped to the ground, crying. He looked at you, almost disgusted. He sat beside you. “How much longer can we fucking do this? Let’s just cut it.” You stopped your weeping and darted your eyes to his. “TJ, come on. Don’t say shit like that.” He shook his head. “It would just be easier.” You stood and shook your head. “TJ, I’m not leaving you cause of those fucking assholes.” He walked to you. “Maybe, I’m not gay, I’ve been thinking about it.”

You two argued for hours. “I didn’t ask to deal with this Y/N! I didn’t ask to be called a fag all the time! Why won’t you just let me go?” You turned to face him and shouted. “Cause I love you, you asshole!” You froze, never saying that to his face. You meant it. You cared so deeply for him. You were always the one he’d see first when he woke up the hospital. He stared at you, not moving a muscle. You shook your head quickly. “Shit, I- fuck -” He kissed you quickly and held you against him for a second before pulling away. He had tears in his eyes. “I’m so sorry Y/N.” You felt the words coming on. He was going to cut it off with you. You closed your eyes.

“I love you too, Y/N”

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