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Literature
Time's Quite Cruel (Bucky Barnes x Reader) One second before, you were standing in a grimy alleyway, staring up at the blue sky smeared with wispy clouds.
The next, the sky was an onyx color, dotted with stars, the two garbage cans beside you smelling horrendous.
One second before, It was 3:56 P.M.
The next, it was 8:30 P.M.
I should clarify, it had been 3:56 P.M., (Month) (Day), 2015. Now it was 8:30 P.M., December 21, 1943.
You hurried out of the alley, scanning the street across from you. Spotting your destination, you jaywalked across and stood underneath a glowing streetlamp for a minute.
'Okay, this will be nothing like last time. No modern slang, don't say you're a time trave
The sound of Bucky aka Winter Soldier's metal fist hitting Steve aka Captain America's shield was EPIC