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Huntress 000 Prologue

bucky barnes x fem!rogers!oc

In which two people find out the hard way that life is cruel but love makes it worth living.

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"Steve you have to let me come. Mom said so" Daphne said, ignoring her brother's glares as she dragged her bike out to the street. 

"Don't you have something you'd rather do here?" Steve sighed. 

"Yeah, like playin' with dolls or something?" Bucky asked. Daphne turned around, glaring at the boy who her brother decided was going to be his new best friend. 

She and Steve always did everything together. Then one day Steve tells her that Bucky was his new best friend and she couldn't be his best friend because she was his sister. Some type of stupid boy rules that she didn't understand. 

Bucky didn't seem to like Daphne very much. He spent every moment teasing her, pulling on her pigtails, and laughing when she yelled at him to stop. But she didn't let it get to her. She had tough skin. At least that's what her mom said. 

The fact that she didn't let his teasing get to her seemed like it made Bucky only want to tease her more. 

"No, James," she said, smiling when she saw how much using his first name bothered him. "I can play with dolls tomorrow. Today I want to ride my bike."

"Well we don't want you to come with us," Steve said, hopping on his own bike. "Why? Because you know I'll be faster than both of you?" she asked, laughing as she started biking away from them. 

Steve cursed as he quickly followed behind her. "Cheater!" he shouted, racing after her. 

Bucky scoffed as he started after them, knowing he could catch up to both of them easily but decided to let them have their little race. 

He didn't really know why he didn't like Daphne. He just didn't. Being around her made his palms sweaty and his heart start beating really fast. Sometimes his stomach would even hurt like butterflies were flying around inside. 

And that had to be a bad thing.  It had to mean that he just really, really hated her.

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"Steve home?"

Daphne looked up from the book she was reading and nodded, seeing Bucky standing in front of her. "What are you reading?" he asked. 

Showing him the cover of the book, he couldn't help but laugh. "The Performance and Design of Direct Current Machines. Of course. Here I thought you'd be reading something like Mary Poppins" he said. 

"Yeah, I bet you love Mary Poppins" she laughed, as he sat down next to her on the steps that led up to her apartment door. "But this is actually very interesting."

Taking the book from her, he frowned as he flipped through the pages. "I don't even think this is English," he said. 

"Maybe, you're just not smart enough to read it" she scoffed, taking the book from him. Over the past years, things had changed between them. Even if it was unspoken. The teasing didn't stop but it wasn't mean and instead of Bucky teasing Daphne it was usually her and Steve teasing him. 

But he didn't mind. Slowly he realized what the sweaty palms were about. The rapid beating of his heart and the butterflies in his stomach. He was growing sweet on his best friend's sister. And he hated himself for it. 

He felt like a bad friend. Out of all the girls in the city he could've chosen it just had to be Daphne Rogers. Steve would kill him if he ever knew. He tried his best to hide it. Going on dates with other girls but he'd find himself growing bored only a few minutes in. 

He'd make a joke that he knew Daphne would've laughed at or he'd ask a question the girl couldn't answer but he know Daphne would've been able to.

Steve walked out, the metal screen door slamming behind him. "Hey. You ready?" he asked, looking at Bucky. 

"Yeah. You coming?" Bucky asked looking at Daphne as he stood up. 

"No. I'm gonna finish reading. I still have volumes three and four to get through" she said, gesturing to the stack of books next to her. 

Bucky nodded, always in awe of how much information she could soak in and how much of a genius she was. He always joked that she should have her IQ tested. That she could be the next Einstein. 

"We'll be back soon," Steve said and she nodded, watching them walk down the steps down the stairs. 

Letting out a breath she wasn't even aware she was holding, Daphne sighed rubbing a hand through her hair. 

She really needed to get it together. Bucky was her brother's best friend. There was no way she could have a crush on him. Not to mention she knew for sure that he wasn't interested. 

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"So you'll talk to him for me?"

"Yeah, sure I'll talk to him for you, Dottie."

Like hell, she would. Everyone had a crush on Bucky. And with Daphne being related to his best friend she was the one everyone wanted to talk to when they wanted a date with him. 

The first couple of times she did it. But seeing him actually go out with them, laughing and dancing, having a good time. It made her want to throw up. So now, she'd just lie. 

Tell him that he said he wasn't interested. It broke her heart to see him talking to other girls she wasn't gonna help him do that. 

Bucky didn't have it much easier. Guys were coming up to him all the time. Asking all sorts of questions about her. Whether or not she was she was seeing someone, if he thought they had a chance. 

The worst was when their questions were anything but innocent. If he ever got a piece of her. If that's the only reason he hung around Steve. It made him sick, hearing what they'd have to say about her. 

He got into one too many fights about it. Fights that she never approved of. Especially when she was certain she could take care of herself. 

Walking down the street one day and being cornered by a man who just couldn't take no for an answer was how Bucky had found himself in his most recent fight. He had been walking home and snapped when he saw the uncomfortable look on her face and the man's hand, resting on her waist. 

"You're an idiot," Daphne said, dipping at the cut on his eyebrow. It was the first thing she said to him after bringing him back to her apartment, forcing him to sit on the toilet so she could fix him up. 

"That's a weird way of saying thank you" he scoffed, wincing as the antiseptic stung. "I didn't need you to step in for me. I had everything under control" she said. 

"Yeah, it definitely looked like it" he mumbled. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" Daphne asked, mildly offended as she tossed the rag she was using down at him. 

"Nothing, I just-"

"Daph? You home?" Steve shouted as he walked out. Glaring down at Bucky she walked out, greeting Steve in the living room as she walked to her room. 

"You're friends in the bathroom. He was being a complete idiot" she said, before slamming the door to her room closed. Steve, confused turned toward Bucky who walked out of the bathroom, holding the rag to his head. 

"What happened to you?" Steve asked. "Nothing" Bucky sighed, plopping down on the sofa, his head throbbing as he did. "Need an ice pack?" Steve asked. 

"Yeah."

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It had been a few hours of Daphne locking herself in her room before she finally walked out, the apartment dark. Steve's door was closed and he was probably asleep. Making her way to the kitchen she looked down and rolled her eyes seeing Bucky asleep on the couch. 

She stared at him for a moment before cursing to himself, not being able to just leave him there. Walking back into her room she grabbed a blanket before bringing it back out, draping it over him. 

"What are you doing?" he asked, his voice groggy as he looked up at her in the dark. "Making sure you don't freeze to death," she said, not looking up at him but still fixing the blanket over him. 

"It's not that cold," he said, still staring at her. "I'll take it back then," she said, thinking he didn't want her help before he grabbed her wrist. 

"I didn't mean it like that," he said, now whispering so he didn't wake up Steve. Daphne didn't say anything, only nodding as was about to leave him but he didn't loosen his grip on her wrist. 

"You're mad at me," he said. 

"I'm not mad at you," she said. 

"Yeah, you are. I can feel it" he told her. 

"I'm not mad. I'm just...you don't need to come to my rescue all the time. I'm not helpless" she said. 

"I don't think you're helpless," he said, sitting up. "Yes, you do. You don't think I can stand up for myself" she said. 

"That's not true. I do think you can stick up for yourself. But just because you can doesn't mean you should" he said.

"How did you even know I needed help? What if I wanted to talk to him?" she asked, sitting next to him, taking some of the blanket as he offered it to her. 

"Did you?" he asked. 

"No. But that's not the point. What if I did?" she asked. 

"What if I didn't want you to talk to him?" Bucky asked. "Since when do you care who I talk to?" Daphne asked. 

"Since you stopped telling me which ones of your friends were interested in me," he said, smirking at her as she shook her head. 

"That's different?" she told him. 

"How is that different?" he asked. "Because Dottie isn't your type," she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

"Dottie?"

"Cooper."

"Dottie Cooper? I didn't know about her. I was talking about Margaret" he said. "No Margaret was three weeks ago. I didn't tell you about her because she's got the attention span of a goldfish" she said, a small smile on her face when he laughed. 

"Right. And what's wrong with Dottie Cooper?" he asked. Daphne sighed as she shook her head. 

"Nothing. I guess" she mumbled. Bucky looked down at her confused. "If nothing's wrong with her why didn't you tell me?" he asked. 

Daphne just shrugged, playing with the frayed edges of the blanket. "Daph, come on. You've always got something to say. Don't go quiet on me now" he said, gently nudging her arm. 

"Because nothing's wrong with her. You might actually like her" she said. 

"You didn't tell me about her because you think I might actually like her?" Bucky asked trying to make sense of what she was saying. 

Shaking her head, Daphne stood up, her throat suddenly dry and she really needed some water.

"Woah, hey. What does that mean?" he asked, following her into the kitchen. "Nothing. Bucky, just drop it" she said, filling up a glass with water. 

"You know for the smartest person I've ever met you're not really making a lot of sense right now," he said. 

"Bucky. Drop it" she said. 

Bucky sighed as he leaned against the countertop. 

"Matthew Henderson wants to ask you out," he told her. 

"What?

"I told him you were seeing someone," he said. 

"Why would you tell him that?" she asked. Matthew Henderson was cute. And he wasn't a complete idiot. She couldn't have Bucky and Matthew might not have been too bad of a backup. 

"Same reason you didn't tell me about Dottie. You might've actually liked him. And seeing you with him might've actually killed me" he said. 

"I didn't say that last part," she said, shaking her head. "I just guessed," he said, taking what was probably the biggest leap of faith in his life as he pressed a hand to her waist. 

"Bucky" she mumbled, not really knowing what to say but she knew she didn't want him to let go of her. 

"I think I have someone better for you to go out with," he said, his voice still low and quiet as he stepped closer to her. 

"We can't" she whispered, thinking of her brother who'd kill them both. 

"Daphne," he said, cradling her head in his hands and forcing her to look up at him. "Daph, please. Please just let me kiss you."

Daphne nodded, not trusting her own voice as their lips met, standing in the darkness of her kitchen, her hands resting on his cheeks. 

The butterflies were back again. And his heart was beating out of his chest. But it wasn't a bad thing. It just meant that he really, really loved her.

God I hate panphobes.

if we are using the jeep metaphor for their love. why was Lydias dream about a car crash, why was their love a car crash that ended in his death, and stereks love one that broke down sometimes but never stoped running, it always ran a little funny, but would always be fixed when Derek put in a little effort

Kira: Er...how will we know it's the entrance to a secret passage? What does a secret passage entrance look like?

Ethan: It won't look like one, of course!

Conner: Oh, well, in that case I see dozens of secret passages. Doors, windows, that calendar from Angel Grove High School, that cupboard over there, that rathole, that desk, that-

Ethan: You're just being sarcastic.

Conner: Actually, I was just being flippant, but I can do sarcastic if you like.

12 Days of Sterek

Inspired by hobrien’s let’s get dirty rec list. So here I am, posting non-christmas fic recs on Christmas. I hope y’all have a great holiday! 🎄🎄

12 fake boyfriend fics:

Electricity In the Contact

Sidequest

It’s Not Pretend When It’s Real

I Just Want You For My Own (More Than You Could Ever Know)

I Would Fake Forever With You

Won’t Treat You Like You’re Typical

No Refunds or Exchanges

Bittersweet and Strange, Finding You Can Change (Learning You Were Wrong)

The Northern Way

Operation: Chick Flick

i love you a latte [Fic & Podfic]

Take Me Back To The Start

11 high school fics:

It’s Always Been You, Dumbass

The Lawn Ranger

But Then What…

A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play

If you asked me if I love him, I’d lie

i wanna dance with somebody (who loves me)

When You’re Close I Feel the Sparks

Dude, Werewolves

Binomial Coefficients

This Might Be Irony

Accidentally in Love

10 future au fics:

Just Act Normal

Babcia Knows Best

Every stumble and each misfire

I’ve Been Everywhere With You

Pretty Melody

Good Intentions

the shortest distance between two points (is the line from me to you)

Never Was a Stranger

Believer and a Homecoming

The Curve of Your Clavicle

9 mutual pining fics:

everything you do [sends me higher than the moon]

Theory of Overprotective Canines

You’d Be So Good To Come Home To

(not so) Pure Imagination

Chocolate & Pomegranates

I stopped believing in happy endings

Worth the Wait 

of course, of course

Don’t Judge a Book by its Cover

8 bed sharing fics:

UST (An Unfortunate Series of Tropes)

We Have Potential

Stay

little spoon

Known.

Wake Up Call

The Moon’s Gonna Follow Me Home

Break the Ice

7 soul(mark)bond fics:

Safe at Anchor

Ssshhh! (or the voice in my head will have to shout)

Now as Ever (All That Is and Has Been)

where others fade away

Of Soulmates, Pseudonyms and Misunderstandings

Hold your tongue and hear me out.

Meet Your Mark

6 pack feels fics:

Where You Still Remember Dreaming

Show Me The Way Back Home Baby

stuck in reverse

Stiles plans are the worst (the best)

Wayward and Down

Something More

5 epistolary fics:

Mate of the Literary Soul

Letters

my heart’s been offline

The Quickest Way to a Man’s Heart (is Through His Bottomless Pit)

Kingdom By The Sea

4 scent fixation fics:

Scrubbing Bubbles

I don’t know why, but I guess it has something to do with you

Scent Marking For Dummies

Give you that thing you can’t even imagine

3 matchmaker fics:

A Neutrino Walks Through a Bar

We Prefer Good Love to Gold

Matchmaker, Please

2 hale siblings fics:

ADHDecaf

French Silk Pie, Baby

1 established relationship fic:

My Life is not a Horror Movie, Derek

Especially after ep 4 when Zedd yelled at Inkworth for getting him N shaped ice cubes and not Z’s

Zedd: “ I asked for Z-shaped ice cubes. These are clearly Ns!”

Inkworth: “Sir, if you just turn them around-”

Zedd: *throws glass cup at Inkworth*

*Zedd after he turns into Master Zedd*: let's see what my new powers can do!

*draws giant Z*

Zedd: yes!

Izzy: a giant N?

Zedd: what? No, it is a Z. Z for Zedd

Fern: but if you ok at it from this way...

makes me laugh everytime XD

Eddie Munson was a gifted kid who grew up in poverty and neglect without the nurturing environment he desperately needed.

He was neurodivergent and hyperactive.

He coped in high school by experimenting with drugs, skipping school, making himself to be the most expressive and obnoxious in any room, and kept himself preoccupied with hobbies, friends and a fictional world to avoid any thought of his actual future.

And man, if that isn’t some specific ass representation you never get but desperately need.

That’s the scoop.

for the absolutely amazing @falling-for-boys and her fic ’i’ll stay in this fragile heaven with you and let my hands linger’, which any Theo/Thiam fan should go read right now and shower the author with some love! ❤❤❤❤❤