#Stucky x inhuman reader

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Did the reader ever used the safeword with Bucky and Steve? And how did they react/ deal with it?🥺

The Limit // Mafia!Stucky x Fem!Reader

Summary: Everyone has a limit, this includes Steve and Bucky. What happens in different situations where each of you felt compelled to use your safewords?

A/N: thank you for the request! this has actually been requested quite a few times so I hope you all enjoy!

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, fluff, angst, threesome, safeword use, rough sex, anal, intense, overstimulation, restraints, blindfolds, punishment, spanking, anxiety attacks, protective steve/bucky, emotional hurt/comfort, aftercare, teasing, begging, subspace, pet names, everyone needs a hug, not beta read

Words: 5.1k

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ღREADERღ

During your intimate moments with Steve and  Bucky, there was nothing more important than communication. If you liked something, let each other know. If you wanted to slow down or pause, just simply say the word yellow or tap your fingers once. If you needed everything to stop immediately, whether it was to reposition or discontinue the action, then you’d say the word red or shake your head.

It was a good system to have, especially during moments when scenes would become more intense or rough, needing to know what the limits of the other are, how the fun could continue or the aftercare to begin. Communicating was key.

For example, on one occasion of using the safe word ‘red’, your wants and needs were more than your body could physically cope with.

You were absolutely and truly fucked, sweat coating your body, eyes dazed, the pupils so wide it gave the appearance that your iris’ were shaded black. You were deep into subspace, no thoughts making coherent sense other than the need to pleasure Steve and Bucky, saying anything the try and get more of them, even if it was pushing yourself over the edge. At that moment though, you didn’t care, having orgasmed so many times that your body was refusing to move of your own accord with how weak your muscles felt but luckily Steve and Bucky were more than happy to move you into whatever position you or they wanted.

Currently, you were bent over the desk in Steve’s at-home office, the sturdy oak rubbing against your stomach with each thrust from Bucky’s cock into your arse as your body writhed and pulsed through its unknown number orgasm. At this point, your mouth was permanently opening with the stream of pornographic moans coming out.

Even though you were completely exhausted and definitely should have had a break, or just completely stopped but all your spacey cock-drunk mind could think of was the fact that Steve and Bucky hadn’t cum yet and you needed for them to fill you up. Their stamina was sometimes the best thing but also the worst, when your desperation to get them to their own orgasms but your body was completely exhausted. Particularly in between your legs, your clit was overly sensitive that every touch had you jolting, and your pussy was puffy from the fucking from both men.

“Want you both at the same time, please…” you groaned, words slurring slightly as you attempted to look over your shoulder to Bucky who stroked a hand down your spine, his hips paused to allow your body to adjust to the orgasm but his cock was still very much deep in your ass.

“Think you can handle us, Doll?” Bucky asked with a soft gaze in his eye, trying to assess if you were actually ok to continue. To his right, Steve was doing the same thing, his hand moving up and down his shaft at a leisurely pace.

There was one thing you were good at and that was begging as you pushed your hips back against his, not really pondering on the discomfort that came with it. “Please daddies, want you both, wanna feel full”.

That seemed to convince them enough that the comfort of the cool wood against your face was replaced with Steve’s shoulder as Bucky had wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you with simplicity due to his inhuman strength. Your back was flush against his chest as Steve pushed against your front, his hands firmly under your knees to help keep you upright as your heavy head lolled onto his muscular shoulder.

“Pleaseeee”, you whined, sounding out of breath with the exhaustion of the rough sex you’d been having.

“I’ve got you baby”, Steve encouraged, his cock brushing against your clit as he tried to position it at your dripping hole. With your face now hiding in the crevice of Steve’s shoulder, neither he nor Bucky could see your visible wince due to the discomfort but still you held on to his blonde hair that curled slightly at the nape of his neck.

However, as Steve’s thick cock slipped into your over-used pussy, your low grunt that you made to match the instant tensing of all your muscles, Steve and Bucky’s eyes blazed with concern as they looked at each other over your shoulder.

“Hot Mama, what’s your colour?” Bucky questioned for your safe word, having already half-deciding that if you said green he wouldn’t believe you, blaming the subspace for pushing yourself past the limit of pleasure.

You had felt fuzzy when they’d first picked you up, but now, the discomfort and stinging from between your legs seemed to push some clarity back. Of course, you felt bad that Steve and Bucky still hadn’t cum but you knew it would cause more upset if they continued and caused you any further injury so accepting defeat, shoulders dropping, words now sounding more clear, “red”.

Steve and Bucky both loosened their position so they weren’t so squished against their bodies but still carefully held you up.

“Take a deep breath in and slowly release”, Steve instructed and as you breathed out, both cocks were simultaneously pulled out of your holes and you instantly felt relief. “Good girl, thank you for being honest with us, we’re going to look after you, ok?” Steve’s voice was gentle, as he continued to explain what was going to happen. “I’m going to wrap your legs around my waist and we’re all going to go to the bathroom, whilst Bucky gets you something to drink”.

This was exactly what they did, Steve taking all of your weight, wrapping your legs around his waist and then holding underneath your thighs to keep you upright as your body still felt like it was made of jello. You weren’t sure what to say, only thankful that you could trust these two men that would stop getting their own pleasure, so you kissed his neck softly, showing that you appreciated him. Steve’s grip tightened around you as he began walking out of the office and to the en-suit bathroom in your bedroom.

“Shower or bath?” he asked, mumbling the question against your temple, kissing the hairline even though you were still sheeted in sweat.

You contemplated for a moment, scrapping your fingers through his hair and decided that you wanted to be weightless and have just a moment to sit back and process everything. “A bath please”.

Steve filled the excessively large bathtub with hot, soapy water, knowing you all needed the heat to help relax the exserted muscles. Still holding you, he settled down, into the water, releasing a deep moan that vibrated against your chest as his grip on your thighs relaxed as you both were submerged.

His touch however didn’t end as he instead wrapped both of his arms around your back, holding you close to his front still. You felt safe in the embrace and the heat of the water soaking into your body, soothing the ache in your muscles and stinging between your legs.

A tap on your head alerted you to Bucky’s arrival as he crouched next to you, holding out a glass of orange juice with a reassuring smile. “Drink up mama, let’s start building up that energy, I’ve got some snacks on the bed as well”. Gently, Bucky tilted the glass to your mouth, helping you to drink the sugary drink that instantly quenched the thirst you didn’t realise you felt but also made you feel slightly more energised as you snuggled back against Steve.

The water lapped against the sides as Bucky climbed into the spacious bath, sliding in close to your side and kissing your bare shoulder, hand stroking over your upper back and with the sheer size of both of your boyfriend’s hands, the entire span of your back was not covered by Steve and Bucky.

“Are you ready to talk about it?” Bucky asked in between kisses along your skin. You nodded in response, pushing up off of Steve’s chest, testing your own strengths, surprising yourself when you were actually able to sit back fully on his thighs, noting the soft cock that now floated between your bodies in the soapy water. A pang of guilt settled in the pit of your stomach as you now looked between both boyfriends.

Steve tilted your chin with a single finger, making you look into his crystal-blue eyes, “I don’t like that look you’ve got, I’m glad you used your safe word, it’s the reason we’ve got them and Buck and I don’t need to cum to have a good time, do you understand that?”

“Yeah, I do”, you responded honestly.

“Good. Do you want to explain to us what happened?”

The three of you talked through everything, discussing what could be done differently next time like saying yellow and having a break or not trying to do every single sexual act possible in one evening. You even cheekily blamed their stamina for being too strong which earned a hearty laugh from them both before cuddling back onto Steve’s chest for a couple more minutes.

“Let’s get out of here honey”, Steve decided, beginning to shift to stand.

Your legs were still incredibly unsteady so you held on desperately to Steve as Bucky dried you with a fresh, warm towel, being careful over tender areas before helping to slip an oversized shirt over your head.

“Come here!”, you squealed as Bucky enthusiastically picked you up bridal style, kissing your cheek as your arms settled around his waist. It always felt odd when you were the one semi-clothed and your boyfriends were in the nude, usually, it was the other way around but you enjoyed it nonetheless, even though you’d been getting fucked by both of them not that long ago, you still admired their beautifully structured bodies.

“Eyes up, baby”, Steve joked from where he walked behind you, drying himself as he walked, purposelessly flexing his arms so the muscles bulged, and you bite your lip to hide your grin.

Bucky gently lay you in the centre of the bed, next to the collection of randomly selected snacks that ranged from sweets and chocolate to fresh fruits. The brunette slide in closely beside you, reaching around the begin rooting through the snacks before feeding you a couple of raspberries.

It was a peaceful end to the day and the complete opposite of how you thought it would be. The way they both tended to your needs meant that you were lost in a fuzzy headspace and even though your body would undoubtedly ache in the morning, you were just glad that you were with two men that always put your needs above their own and made you feel safe.

ღBUCKYღ

The safe word wasn’t just for you though and there had been occasions where Bucky had to use it as well.

You were 10 spanks into a punishment, thrown haphazardly over Steve’s meaty thighs, your body completely nude and arse cheeks raw to the touch from Steve’s palm. You were thoroughly enjoying the roughness but Bucky on the other hand thought Steve was going too rough, ignoring your pleasured moans and sopping wet cunt to show your signs of arousal.

Internally, Bucky was panicking from where he watched in a chair opposite Steve. His fists were clenched painfully, not that he could send the pain from his metal arm but the gears creaked from how tightly he was tightening his hand. Bucky never enjoyed it when Steve was super rough with you, even though you were adamant that you enjoyed it, Bucky hated to see the pain that came with the pleasure. You were his sweet Doll, you deserved the best and he always thought it was counterproductive to do harsh punishments. This was also why it was Bucky’s job during these moments to make sure to say if things went too far as sometimes you would slip into a headspace that wouldn’t care for your safety and let Steve continue until you passed out, and this, they definitely didn’t want.

Most of the time, Bucky was fine watching, allowing Steve to do any of the rougher sides of things during sex but today, there was something that didn’t settle right within Bucky. Without processing what he was doing, he moved off of his chair and squatted down next to your face from where it stared at the floor. As soon as you felt his cool metal palm stroke your cheek, you reached to hold onto the wrist, keeping him there.

Steve’s hand continued to lay spanks against your arse, each one you gasped and then thanked him for it as per your punishment rules and if you forget, then he starts again.

Bucky wiped away the tears that always seemed to fall during these moments, “are you ok, mama?” he asks under his breath.

“Yeah”, you say with a quiver in your voice, another tear sliding down your cheek. Bucky looked up at Steve with uncertainty in his eyes, unsure whether you were actually fine to continue or it was just Bucky who was feeling anxious and unnerved. Steve raised a single perfect eyebrow, questioning Bucky’s look and this was where you sensed the silent conversation that was happening. “Please sir, I can handle it, I’m ok”, you reassured Steve to continue with a simple shake of your hips.

Steve glanced at Bucky one more time before continuing. Three more strikes later and you released a different sort of whine one that gave Bucky pure panic that rocked his core, not being able to hear it sounded like you were in pain as he suddenly shouted, “RED!”

Steve immediately stopped, his eyes filling with panic as he helped to lay you on the bed, careful of your sore arse but he needed to see your face. “Baby? Are you ok? Talk to me”, Steve encouraged as he stood over you.

Blinking back tears, your body was trembling with adrenaline but you were clearly confused by the sudden stop to the punishment, disorientated as you didn’t say to stop. “Im…I’m ok, I didn’t need to stop, m’fine”, you mumbled, your tongue feeling too big for your mouth.

Steve frowned, even though you were confused, he could clearly see she wasn’t at any point to stop, not showing any visible signs of being in significant pain or distress. Confused he turned to Bucky who had stood, breathing heavily like he’d just been for a run, his eyes wild and darting between his friend and you.

“I thought she- she sounded like she was in pain I… I didn’t-.. I couldn’t-”, Bucky hastily rubbed a hand over his face, struggling to fill his lungs with air as his panic continued to escalate. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the confusion of hearing you whimpering in pain or the realisation that he’d stopped something you were clearly enjoying or the disappointment that Steve was bound to feel for stopping a scene early, or just a mixture of everything.

In his panic, he didn’t see Steve standing to his full height, his face calm and understanding as he approached Bucky with his hands outstretched, “Bucky, calm down, she’s ok, she’s not hurt”, the mafia leader tried to calm his second in command, sensing the edge of composure that Bucky had was close to slipping.

“Yeah…yeah she’s ok…” Bucky repeated, trying to almost convince himself but it wasn’t much use as he was close to a panic attack, something he hadn’t experienced since his time in the war with Steve many years ago.

“Bucky?” it was you now to notice the distress of your boyfriend. Even though you still continued to feel confused, your own anxiety was beginning to creep up with seeing Bucky’s panic. With a weak attempt, you tried to reach for him, your hands still visibly trembling from the comedown of the punishment, your eyes now filling with tears as you didn’t manage to grasp onto Bucky.

“I’m- I’m sorry I just-”, Bucky turned away, running his hands over his trimmed hair, trying to get some composure, seeing you actually becoming distressed with seeing him like this. From your position on the bed, you watched Steve stand in front of his friend, so he was facing in your direction, his expression concerned as he placed a strong hand on Bucky’s shoulder. Steve leaned in close to Bucky, talking seriously but in a hushed tone “Buck listen to me, she’s fine, take a breath for me, she’s alright”.

You wanted nothing more than to be with Bucky and make sure that he was ok, rarely ever seeing him like this. Forcefully, you tried to shake your body from head to toe, attempting to snap out of the confused state you were in, your boyfriend needed you, so you needed to get a hold of yourself. With great effort and a heavy grunt, you rolled onto your side, swinging your legs in front of you to try and stand on them.

However, they were still very unsteady and you weren’t able to push off of the bed. Steve noticed over Bucky’s shoulder what you were attempting to do and quickly rushed forward to stop you from falling, “Baby be careful, we still need to do aftercare, stay on the bed”.

“But I need Bucky”, your voice wobbled as you looked at Steve with sadness and fear.

Hearing you say that seemed to snap Bucky out of his feared trance and he was kneeling in front of you in a couple of steps, but you still noticed the way he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, “I’m here Doll, I’ve got you”.

Finally having him close, you tried to wrap your arms around his shoulders, leaning close to hug him but it ended up being more than he was holding your body up but he was more than happy to do that. Repositioning the two of you, Bucky effortlessly manoeuvred your body into his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed, being careful of your sore arse cheeks as he positioned your legs on either side of his hips in a straddle.

Neither of you says anything as you continue to build more strength and hold onto his shoulders firmer, face nuzzling into his neck, trying to reassure him that you were ok. Your fingers still held a slight tremble but you stroked circled onto the back of his head, making sure you were feeling more aware before you began to speak, “I’m ok James”.

The use of had his sagging, the tension running from his body as Steve returned from the kitchen, carrying two glasses of water forcing you and Bucky to finish them. All three of you sat in comfortable silence for a couple of minutes, allowing for the tension that had been thick in the air to disappear as you and Bucky regained composure.

It was Bucky who spoke first, wishing to explain himself even though this was unnecessary, “I’m sorry, I think you were in pain and I just couldn’t bare to listen to it-”.

You cut him off by leaning back, looking into his eyes with a sad smile, “It’s ok, you don’t have to explain anything, I’m sorry I distressed you so much Bucky”. Leaning forward, you closed the gap between your mouths, kissing him softly and letting him just feel you for a moment, helping his tense posture to relax further.

Steve sat beside his friend, returning his comfortable hand to his shoulder. “Sometimes we can all get a little lost in the moment but that’s why we have the safe words, it’s for all of us, to protect us, that’s what this relationship is about. I’m sorry it ever got to this point Bucky”.

“I know, thank you, both of you”, he sounded relieved and significantly more calm as he kissed your bare shoulder.

Steve nods, passing an affectionate hand on the back of Bucky’s head before standing, returning from the bathroom with the salve for your burning arsecheeks, asking with a questioning eyebrow, “Would you like to do it or shall I?”

Bucky contemplated for a moment, thinking it would be nice to be able to soothe your sore cheeks but he was also enjoying the embrace and decided he’d much prefer to stay like that, “You can do it, Steve, I want to stay right here”, his arms tightening around your body as your nuzzled in closer to him.

From the position you were being held in with straddling Bucky’s lap, it still meant that Steve could massage the salve into your cheeks and you tried not to wince at the touch but then the salve instantly soothed your hot skin.

As he finished, he looked up at Bucky who was watching his movements carefully, “You know, we didn’t manage to finish the scene - not the punishment, that’s finished, but she wasn’t given the reward and I don’t want her to go through a subdrop tomorrow, what do you say Bucky? Want to reward her for being such a good girl”.

Steve already knew the answer from the way Bucky’s eyes darkened, his throat bobbing as he swallowed harshly. There was nothing Bucky wanted more than to hear your sweet moans, especially after the panic of hearing you in pain, he wanted to make you feel good, “I would love nothing more than to do that”. You smiled against Bucky’s neck, looking forward to what was to come, planning your own reward to Bucky.

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Steve held a significant amount of authority in his life, being the leader of his mafia gang, making all of the decisions to benefit others or take away their lives. So often in your relationship, you always joked about being in control for once and even attempted it on a few occasions by handcuffing Steve’s hands to the bed.

However, with his strength, he was easily able to snap out of them and regain control of the situation. It was Bucky who had the bright idea of using his strength that matched Steve’s to hold him down. This led to the current situation of Steve sitting in his office chair that was positioned in the middle of the room and his hands behind his back where Bucky held them with his metal hand.

All three of you were completely nude and you watched excitedly as Steve’s cock throbbed against his abdomen, desperate to be touched.

“Are you ready?”, you asked with giddy excitement, not bothering to hide your grin as you held the blindfold in your hand.

“More than ever, baby”, Steve responded with just as much enthusiasm, eyes taking in every inch of your naked body, trying to see as much as he could before he was blindfolded. With a seductive swing of your hips, you stepped forward in between Steve’s man-spread legs and placed the eyemask over his head, making sure it was secure and there weren’t any gaps that he could see out of. Steve was plunged into darkness, his arms flexing momentarily to check to hold Bucky had on him, only to find that it was very firm, there was no way he was getting out of it.

Grinning at Bucky over Steve’s shoulder, you began by placing a simple kiss on Steve’s lips, feeling him try and press firmer but you pulled back before he could try and gain control.

You thoroughly teased Steve for a bit, nipping and kissing the column of his neck before straddling one of his thighs, rolling your bare core against him so he could feel your arousal, watching his cock throb at the touch. It was exhilarating to see him in such a state and even though you never liked to really be in control of these moments, much preferring to be submissive, it was thrilling to hear the desperate groans of the most dangerous leader in all of Brooklyn, as you touched him everywhere except his cock.

Steve was both enjoying the dynamic and also finding it hard to adjust to not being able to see or touch your body with his hands. He always liked seeing you had a little bit more dominance but to take away his control completely was a different step he’d never taken before.

“Want to see you”, he admits, mouth hanging open to release a heavy breath as you stroked a firm line down his abs, once again skipping over his member. You don’t say anything but Bucky watches as you grinned, his own cock throbbing painfully hard as seeing the way you were teasing his friend.

“Please baby, I wanna see you”, Steve repeats, now realising just how much he missed your pretty face. You continue to not say anything, thinking that it added to the tension, especially as a bead of precum dripped from the tip.

The next part of your plan involved one of your favourite vibrators planning on holding it against Steve’s cock but as you stood to retrieve it, from the way you’d been straddling his thigh for so long, your legs felt slightly unsteady as you stumbled and accidentally stubbed your toe on the metal table leg.

You automatically squealed in pain, quickly smacking a hand to your mouth to stop any further yellow, looking back at Bucky with wide eyes as you tried not to laugh and cry from the pain at the same time. Of course, you still managed to be clumsy in such a sexual moment like you were currently in, silently thankful that Steve hadn’t seen otherwise he’d be teasing you endlessly.

Bucky was trying not to laugh as well, biting his lip as held in his chuckle, not noticing the way that Steve had tensed.

“Baby?” the restrained man asked, turning his head, not that he could see you. Your silent laughter to him sounded almost like you were crying with his heightened hearing, “Are you ok? What’s happening?”

You were still hobbling on one foot, massaging the pained toe with one hand whilst covering your mouth with the other hand, keeping in your increasing laughter. Because you were so distracted with easing the pain in your toe, you hadn’t noticed Steve going on high alert, spine straight, his arm muscles bulging from attempts to pull free of Bucky’s unbreakable grip.

It was only as he began to verbalise his panic, did you realise something was wrong, “Let go of me! RED!” Steve shouted with desperation causing both yours and Bucky’s hearts to hammer in your chests. Bucky immediately let go and Steve was instantly pulling off his mask as you rushed to limp over, arms reaching out to him.

“Are you ok? What’s wrong?” your hands cupped his distressed face, eyes wide with panic as he looked you over, seeing not life-threatening injuries before pulling you into his lap, forehead resting against your chest as you held him to you.

Steve doesn’t say anything immediately, just simply held you close as he tried to process what had just happened. Bucky walked around the chair, squatting down so he was eye level with the two of you as he asked, “Steve? What’s going on?”

Your fingers stroked gently through his hair, hoping that the touch was helping to calm him. “I’m sorry Steve, did we take it too far?”. You thought maybe it was the lack of control that had him panicking.

Steve’s voice was muffled as he spoke against your skin, “It… it wasn’t the control I didn’t like, I just couldn’t see you, I couldn’t get out... If someone came in, if someone came to get you I couldn’t get to you-”

He began to struggle with controlling his breathing again so you quietly shushed into his ear, holding him closer and realised that it wasn’t the lack of control with sex that he didn’t like. It was because he thought you were hurt and he couldn’t get to you and assumed the worst. You immediately felt guilty having caused him such distress.

“I’m always safe when you’re around Steve, I’m sorry I scared you”. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly as he finally pulled back to look into your eyes, taking a deep breath that filled his lungs completely before releasing it.

But then he notices something out of the corner of his eye, the panic returning once more as he stated, “You’re bleeding”.

You glanced down to where he was looking and finally noticed that where you’d walked into the table, you’d formed a small cut that had bled only a few drops of blood.

“Shit”, you say under your breath, looking back into his worried face as Bucky instantly held onto your foot, his metal hand helping to cool the hot skin. “I stumbled when I stood up and hit my toe on the metal legs of the table, it’s just me being clumsy that’s all, I’m not seriously hurt”.

Steve sighed, now understanding the noise he’d heard, his forehead dropping onto your shoulder as you nuzzled into his hair, holding him close. After a few minutes of him calming down, you asked, “Everything ok?”

The man in your arms leaned back, looking ashamed now as he began to speak, “Sorry for killing the mood-”, your hand was fast to cover his lips, cutting off his words.

“Nope, I’m not having that”, you say simply, giving him a stern look.

“Yeah man, we want you to enjoy times like this, remember? You always remind us that these words are there for a reason, if you feel unsafe then you have to use them no matter what”.

“It’s not my safety I was worried about”, Steve responded honestly whilst looking up at you.

Leaning forward, you kissed each of his cheeks gently, seeing his eyes close at the touch before you kissed his lips, trying to show how much you appreciated him with the touch. Leaning your forehead against his, you affectionately joked, “Always my knight in shining armour”.

Bucky stood beside you, catching both of your attention as he light heartened decided the next steps, “Let’s get dressed, get some take out and go home”. Gently he patted Steve’s shoulder and rubbed your back before walking over to the dumped clothes from earlier.

What you hadn’t been expecting was Steve standing suddenly with you in his arms still, “You can put me down!” you’re laughing as you say this, holding tightly onto his neck.

Steve finally smiled, “Not with your foot injury”, he jokes but you knew it was more than that with the way he was stroking your skin with his thumb and the intense gaze with which he looked at you. You knew he needed to feel you closer, even with the immediate danger having been explained to him, he needs to just make sure that you were safe.

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Week 1 Reblog Masterlist 2023

Welcome to Week 1 2023 or Week 157, as always, fics would be listed in the order I read them.

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This is the list of the fics I read and recommend in Week 1 2023:

 My brother’s best friend chapter 9: Get your fucking hands off (Brock Rumlow X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 🖤 ❤️💚💙

Say hello to your many goodbyes part I: Saying goodbye (Jack Rollins X Reader) by @ilikechocolatemilkh 💙

Guard (Phil Coulson X Inhuman!S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent!Reader) by @strawwritesfic 💚

Love on the brain part 9: With friends like these (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @anika-ann 💚💙

Show me what’s behind your back (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @justkending 💚

A love like ours (Stucky X Reader) by @marvelettesassemblenow 💚💙

A.K.A. She saved me (Jessica Jones X Reader) by @margowritesthings💙

Say hello to your many goodbyes part II: Distractions (Jack Rollins X Reader) by @ilikechocolatemilkh 💙

Daimon Helstrom (Daimon Helstrom X Reader) by @chaoticcollectivenightmare 💚

Trench (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms 💚

Not with you part I (Michael Morbius X Reader) by @larrydaleydaily 💚💙

You and I (Ororo Munroe X Reader) by @redhoodssweetheart 💚

Good or bad; they’re all nightmare now (Jack Rollins X Reader) by @ilikechocolatemilkh 💚💙

Peas in a pod (Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson) by @hollybee8917 🧡

His favorite maid (Ransom Drysdale X Reader) by @helenaeisenhower💚

Imagine Matt bringing you to Midnight Mass (Matt Murdock X Reader) by @moonlit-imagines 💚

Once upon a midnight dreary (Bucky Barnes X Reader, implied Steve Rogers X Reader) by @natromanxv❤️

Christmas on the run (Nomad!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @holylulusworld 💚

Obsessive (Vampire X human ) by @unavailable-user27 💛 💚💙

Forged (Nomad!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @labella420 🖤 ❤️

A gift most unexpected (Strucky X Reader) by @straywords ❤️💚

Manners- or lack of them (Ransom Drysdale X Reader) by @rogerswifesblog❤️

First impressions (Alvey Kulina X Reader) by @crazytxgradstudent 💚💙

Sugar/Spice (HYDRA Husbands) by @leviathanhomecooking💚

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Always watch out for individual chapter warnings/content.Reader is per default female unless otherwise stated.

Series

Training day *

HoH!Reader. Reader is a new agent training with the Avengers and harbouring a crush on Bucky.

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2

One-shots

Mission abroad *#%

Inhuman!Reader. A mission to Italy forces Reader’s hand and despite of the success of the mission, she has a hard time dealing with what she’s done. Bucky helps her.

Splash

(Challenge for @welcome-to-fangirl-hell)

Drabble-esque. Sometimes being cheeky pays off.

Surprise *

(Challenge for @maladaptive-ninja-returns)

Bucky x Reader x Loki. Working for the Avengers gets Reader really close to her idols. Really close. No plot.

The right partner

GN!Reader. Drabble. Can also be read as Stucky! Inspired by Carol Emerald’s “The Ghost of You”.

To be seen

Reader is part of the Avengers but is not feeling confident in her role as a teammate. It takes a special effort from Bucky to convince her otherwise.

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[tuiccim]

Terrigenisis (Part 21)

Pairing: Stucky x Inhuman!Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Summary: After undergoing terrigenisis unwillingly your life is turned upside down when you are deemed too dangerous to return to life as a civilian. You are put with the Avengers team to train and rebuild. As you hone your powers and skills, you must also decide if you can find home and love again. Or is your curse to be a lonely wanderer forever?

Warnings: Fluff, Smut (NSFW 18+)

Dividers by @firefly-graphics​

Terrigenisis Series Masterlist

You, Steve, and Bucky file into the conference room. Artie turns to greet you and then introduces the pretty redhead by his side.

“This is Molly Fitzgerald. She’ll be planning the wedding.” 

“Well, I’ll be helping you plan the wedding,” Molly laughs lightly. “I’ve pulled some ideas together. Mr. Stark has advised me to spare no expense. There was a cancellation at the Plaza for 7 weeks from now, since time is of the essence I secured the venue. It seats 500 so we shouldn’t have a problem with the guest list.”

“No,” you laugh at the absurdity. 

“Were you thinking of a smaller, more intimate gathering? 200 or so?” Molly mistakes your meaning. 

“No to the Plaza. No to 500 guests. No to 200 guests. 7 weeks is insane.,” you balk. 

Molly looks between you and Artie narrowing her eyes. She smirks as she appraises you shrewdly, “I’m going to like working with you. Tell me what you’re thinking.”

You glance at Bucky and Steve who nod at you. They were letting this be your show and had agreed to the few things you had suggested. They had only a few requests and you were more than happy to oblige. 

“The wedding will be here at the compound on the back lawn at sunset. The press has dubbed me Artemis and I think we should play it up. She was the goddess of the moon, so a theme of moon and stars for everything. After all, Steve’s symbol is a star and my engagement ring is a star sapphire. Silk tents so we can see the stars. Silver and sapphire blue will be the colors.” You pause to look at Artie and Molly expecting some pushback, but Artie simply smirks, nods at Molly, and exits. 

Molly smiles at you, “I love it. Let me show you some options I have. Several designers have expressed interest in designing your wedding gown, but we’ll discuss that when your fiance isn’t in the room.”

“You signed the usual Stark NDA, correct?” you ask Molly.

“Yes, of course. Why?” Molly asks. 

“Uh, doll, I think we’ll leave you two to the planning.” Bucky interrupts. 

“Right. Don’t want to spoil anything.” Steve smiles. 

“You’ll still have to decide on a few things but I’ll narrow it down for you,” you chuckle at their eagerness to escape. 

“See ya later, doll,” Steve kisses you quickly. 

“Bye,” Bucky says quietly heading towards the door. 

“Barnes, she signed the NDA. Get back here,” you grin as he makes his way back to you and kisses you hungrily before leaving. 

Once the boys have exited, you notice Molly glancing at you but obviously not wanting to ask the question. 

“They’re both my fiancees. Yes, that part of the story is true. The rest of it was bullshit but we’re going through this charade to appease, I don't know, everyone I guess,” you shrug. 

“Forget everyone else. Let’s make this what you want it to be. You know, Maggie Sottero might be ideal for designing a gown. If you want to go with a greek goddess style.”

“Yes, all out. I want a tiara of moon and stars and instead of a traditional veil, I want a cape veil.” 

“Perfect. Now, when are we having this wedding? I know you said seven weeks is insane but it should be sooner than later.” Molly pulls out a calendar. 

“It is, but nine weeks,” you point to a date on the calendar, “That will be one year exactly since I first met them. Doable?”

“An extra two weeks? Absolutely doable.” Molly grins, “Let’s go through the rest and pull some pictures for ideas.”

“Sounds good. I think I’m gonna love working with you, too.” 

--

You wait two days before calling out to Heimdall. You needed Loki to return but you wanted to give him time to complete his mission. Within an hour of calling out, the bifrost drops Loki and Thor on the back lawn where you are exercising Dizzy. 

“Loki!” you run to him and throw your arms around him. 

“What’s wrong, darling?” Loki embraces you while looking at his brother with a worried expression. 

“I… It’s best if I show you.” You guide them both to the conference room where Steve, Bucky, and Tony join you. You play the clip for them and watch Loki’s reaction. The murderous looks that cross his face as he listens to the story are both reassuring and frightening. 

“It’s a pack of lies,” Loki seethes. “The only truth in the story is your relationship with them. How dare they bandy about Charlie’s death. This calumny will not stand.”

“Whoa there, Reindeer Games. We’ve got it under control.” Tony holds his hands up. 

“I’m so sorry, Loki. I know this isn’t the publicity you need. Or want,” you say quietly. 

“Don’t apologize, darling. This was not your doing.” Loki holds a hand up and then looks to his brother. 

“What do you need from us? You need only ask.” Thor looks at each of you. 

“You left before we saw you the morning after the party, but Bucky and I proposed that night and she accepted,” Steve explains and you hold up your hand to show your ring as he speaks. “The story breaking has accelerated the timeline for the wedding.” 

“I see,” says Loki, eyeing you carefully. 

“We’d like you to be here for it.” Steve looks between the two. 

“Of course,” Thor smiles broadly. 

“I’d like you to stand with me, Loki. Be my Man of Honor,” you smile at him.

“What?” Loki, Thor, Tony, Steve, and Bucky say nearly in unison. 

You giggle at their confusion, “I want you to be my Man of Honor, please?”

Loki grins and pulls you into a hug, “I would be delighted.”

“Yay! Thank you,” you grab his hand and pull him towards the door. “Come on. I’ll show you some of the plans. See ya later, guys.”

Loki chuckles as he follows you to your room, “Excited, are we?”

“Truthfully, I just wanted to get you alone so I can-”

“Make the rumors about us true?” Loki jokes. 

“Haha, no. Did you see her? Did you tell her how you felt? What happened?” your words rush out. Loki’s face falls as you look at him, “Oh, Loki. I, I’m so sorry.”

“I was too late, darling. My own fault. I went to her and I told her the truth. She was angry with me. She had every right to be. Sigyn, that’s her name. Sigyn said I only wanted her now that I couldn’t have her and then she threw me out.”

“I’m so sorry, Loki.” 

“It will be fine, darling. She…” Loki falters. 

“Tell me the whole story. Please.” you guide him to sit on the couch with you. 

“I arrived back in Asgard-”

“No, from the beginning. You only told me you’d known her a long time before. Never how.”

A ghost of a smile appears on his face, “She was a lovely girl who caught my notice one day running through the halls of Asgard. We were eight and she asked me to help her hide from her mother. Of course, I did and that was the beginning of our friendship. We grew up and she morphed from the pretty little girl running through the halls into a beautiful woman. She has similar magical powers to myself, where she differs is her good heart and pristine reputation. Something I’ve never had. She was so dutiful and upstanding when around everyone but she had her wild streak. Or maybe I just brought it out of her. I fell for her. She’s beautiful, smart, funny, and… my friend. I’m her opposite, a mischievous heart with a reputation for exploiting every opportunity. I was undeserving of her and couldn’t think of sullying her by asking her hand. I still think I am unworthy of her. She stood by my side through everything, counseling me, admonishing me even, until I sent her away. Then the fight with my brother and father and my ‘death’ happened. She moved on and got engaged to another. Lucky bastard that he is. I reappeared and disgraced myself on Midgard. I think…”

“You think?” you prompt when he pauses.

“I think your friendship taught me to hope. Maybe I am worthy. Perhaps I could be enough. You seem to only see the good in me. But I was too late for Sigyn. She was right to reject me. I should never have dared to hope.” 

You put your hand to Loki’s cheek, “You were right to hope. You were right to tell her. She deserved to know, Loki. Even if she can’t see a future with you, now she can look back upon her past with you and know that you did love her and she was right to be there for you. It may not have been the closure you or she hoped for, but it is some closure.”

“You’re right,” Loki nods sadly. “But, on a happier note, you and your two men are having a fairytale ending.”

“Well, the wedding is only for Steve and I. PR wants to put on a big show to help the narrative move away from my alleged prolific love life,” you roll your eyes. 

“Some would say that since everyone already believes it you may as well indulge,” Loki wags an eyebrow at you.

“Loki!” you shout laughingly and shove him away. 

“I’m kidding!” Loki raises his hands and chuckles.

“There are some details about the wedding we should go over.”

“Yes, do you want me in this form or should I shift to be the maid of honor?” Loki asks. 

“Wait. You can shapeshift?” you ask in surprise. 

“Yes. Would you like to see my female form?”

“Uh, yeah!” You exclaim. 

“Very well, darling.” Loki’s form shimmers green for a moment and there sitting before you is a gorgeous woman who looks as if she is Loki’s twin sister. 

“Wow,” you say under your breath as you study her face and then figure. “So, are you entirely shifted? Like everything is female or is this like the glamour you do with your clothes?”

“I’m entirely female. I could take a lover and produce children if I wanted.” Loki’s female voice has the same beautiful tone, slightly higher pitched. 

“You’re beautiful,” you grin. 

“Sure you don’t want to indulge?” Loki leans towards you with a smirk. 

You look away embarrassed and then your eyes flit back to Loki’s, “I…” 

“You what, darling? Tell me,” Loki leans closer. 

“Loki,” you lean in, bringing your lips within inches of hers, “I am not gonna indulge you. Ever.” Pushing Loki away, you laugh and scoot away. 

“Tease.” 

“Only with you,” you say with a raised eyebrow. 

Loki chuckles and shimmers again as he shifts back to his true form, “What are these details we need to go over?”

“Well, I’m going to need a favor from you.”

“Name it, darling.”

--

The next few weeks went by with everyone sticking to their general routine with a few missions interspersed. Most of your free time was taken up by Molly with dress fittings and wedding planning. Things were moving along well and Steve agreed with all of your suggestions making things even easier. You hated it. The whole wedding was turning into a spectacular pantomime. The guest list was the most ridiculous part. Neither you, Steve, or Bucky had any living family you knew of, so it stood to reason that the guest list would be fairly small with only close friends in attendance. Unfortunately, most of New York and DC seemed to believe themselves to be entitled to an invitation. The President had even made overtures about attending. The guest list you had originally created of just over 100 guests had already seemed huge to you and now the list had grown to 250 and it didn’t seem as if it would ever stop. 

You were exhausted from all of it. You hated how excluded Bucky was from everything. They didn’t even want the two of you making appearances together for the time being in order to keep the rumor mill down. The tabloid had issued a retraction of it’s speculation in regards to Charlie’s death and had reiterated that the allegations of your man eating ways were unconfirmed. Most of the response to the wedding announcement had been extremely positive with only a few black remarks about it being a cover up and some benign online threats made against you for stealing America’s most eligible bachelor. 

Finishing yet another meeting with Molly, you were heading to your room to change for a training session with Loki when you were suddenly grabbed around your middle and hauled through the door. 

“Bucky! What are you doing?” you gasp as he presses you against the wall with his body and his mouth is on yours hungrily.

“Need you. Need you now. Right now,” he growls as his hands pull the straps of your dress down. You wrap your arms around him in response, putting everything you feel into your kiss. Your dress pools at your feet, your bra is discarded, and Bucky kneels in front of you as he removes your panties. His tongue swipes over your mound and you moan as your head falls back against the wall. Encouraged, Bucky puts one of your legs up and his tongue delves into your folds. Metal fingers press in making you gasp for breath as the pleasure spears through you. Bucky plays to your passions and within minutes you are riding out your orgasm on his tongue. He stands, turns you around, and shoves his pants down to free himself. You feel him line himself up and then press in with measured strokes. 

“Okay?” Bucky asks. 

“No,” you respond and Bucky stops immediately. Looking over your shoulder, you stare into his eyes as you say, “I need you. Make me feel it, baby. Feel every bit of it.”

Bucky grabs your hands and holds them against the wall as his hips slam forward. 

“Fuck, yes!” you cry out as he pumps into you unrelentingly. “Oh, fuck, baby! Don’t stop!”

“That’s my doll. So fucking perfect.” Bucky groans as his thrusts create obscene slapping sounds against your ass. 

“Touch me, baby, please. Please touch me!” you beg. 

Bucky slides one hand down your body until he finds your clit. Swift circles around it bring you to the edge quickly and you cry out as you clench around him. He pulls out and turns you around, “Get on the bed.”

You go to comply but your feet tangle in your dress and you lose your balance. Bucky attempts to catch you but the pants around his knees trip him and instead you end up on the floor together laughing. 

“Forget the bed,” Bucky chuckles while grabbing you and sliding in again. He grabs your hips and you plant your feet to provide leverage. His thrusts are near brutal but you arch into him enjoying the intensity. 

“Bucky! Bucky! Oh, fuck!” you shatter again and Bucky follows you. His growl as he comes inside you is feral and sexy and you clench around him. 

“Love you, doll,” He whispers as he looks into your eyes. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Not at all, love. I love you, too. Love you so much, Buck.”

Bucky kisses you, slow and sweet. You understand his need to claim you since everything right now revolves around you and Steve. He was understanding how Steve must have felt in the beginning of your relationship when everyone thought you and Bucky were together and no one knew about Steve. 

“Few more weeks, baby. Then this will all be over,” you whisper. 

“I can’t wait to marry you.” Bucky whispers. 

“You know one of the things I’ve always loved most about you is that you’ve always been so open with me. I mean-”

“Darling, I thought we were meeting in the training room,” Loki speaks as he walks in the room. 

“Loki!” you snatch the closest thing to cover yourself while standing. Bucky stands and pushes you behind him to cover you while attempting to pull his pants up. 

“Don’t you knock?” Bucky grouses. 

“Hm, I see why she’s so enthralled with you, Sergeant Barnes.” Loki smirks as his eyes wander. 

“I’ll be there in ten minutes, Loki. Get out!” you yell at the god, peeking over Bucky’s shoulder.

“Take twenty, darling Looks like you two had quite the warm-up session.” Loki chuckles as he exits. 

“I’m gonna kill him,” Bucky growls. 

“You are not allowed to kill my best friend,” you admonish. 

“Unfriend him.” 

“That’s not how it works,” You grin as you turn Bucky to face you. “Hey, we have twenty minutes. Wanna take a quick shower with me?” You grin, biting your lip as you stare at him. 

“Hell, yeah, I do.” Bucky picks you up and kisses you while walking towards the bathroom.

Part 22 Finale

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[alisonsfics]

close call

pairing: stucky x reader

request: “can you imagine reader had a tough mission and totally fucked up and hates herself for it and on top of that hurt herself bad by breaking a couple bones, but steve and bucky help her out and comfort her through the nightmares and panic attacks and the guilt and the recovery from the injuries. but like she also feels bad being pampered by them cause they've just started dating and she's not used to people doting over her like this and they obviously are having none of that. like what good boyfriends 😭 *give me all the cuddles and smooches💞💞😘😘😘*” - anonymous

word count: 1.5k

warnings: mentions of stabbing, near-death, wounds, blood, broken bones, explosions, pain medications, nightmares, and extreme guilt

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You felt all the air leave your lungs as you watched his knife jut into Natasha’s gut. Her body made a loud thud as she hit the floor. You screamed her name as you ran over to her side.

Dr. Dahmer had stabbed her.

All because you hadn’t seen the knife in his hand.

Dr. Peter Dahmer was a criminal scientist who had been running inhumane experiments to create an army incapable of disobeying orders.

It was brainwashing.

The mission was personal because Bucky had been brainwashed in a similar way, and you saw how much it effected him. It hurt to see one of the loves of your life in pain.

So, you were more in your head than usual.

And it made you miss the knife.

Then, Natasha had gotten stabbed.

It was your fault.

“Nat—hey hey, look at me!” you said, trying to keep her from closing her eyes. You applied pressure to her wound, still talking to her. She had all of your focus.

It was your fault she got stabbed, you couldn’t also cause her death.

“Stay with me.” You said, tying some cloth around her stomach. You felt the fear take over your body, your hands were shaking. “I’d say she was a pretty good distraction” Dahmer said, with an evil tone in his voice.

You looked up towards him, dreading what you would see. All you saw him do was press a giant red button.

There was a rumbling sound and saw flames appear. The explosion began to race down the hallway. You knew the explosion would let him escape, and also destroy all the evidence at his lab.

“Nat, we have to go!” you said, pulling her up to her feet. You wrapped your arm around her shoulder, heading towards the exit. You sprinted down the hallway, trying to outrun the explosion.

You could feel the blaze from behind you. The flames would reach you in a matter of seconds, and you were four floors up.

With adrenaline running through your veins, you made it out just as the building collapsed into flames.

You smashed through the window, jumping towards the ground. You pulled Natasha with you. You felt the impact as your body hit the ground, shielding Nat from hitting the ground.

You rolled her off of your body, knowing instantly that you had broken bones.

“Tony we need med evac. Nat got stabbed.” Your voice was rushed and you could hear the emotion in your own voice.

As you sat outside of the infirmary, you couldn’t focus on any of the chaos around you. You couldn’t even focus on your own thoughts.

You had the past hour replaying in your head, watching your stupid mistakes over and over again. You looked down at your blood-stained hands, knowing the blood would fade but not your memories. You would have those images burned into your brain forever.

Despite all the tragedy, you still hadn’t let yourself cry yet. You were like a bomb waiting to explode. As soon as you were alone, you would explode into a fiery ball of tears.

“Sweetie, come here.” you heard someone say. You finally looked up and saw Steve kneeling in front of your chair. You couldn’t look him in the eye, your gaze returning to your bloodied hands.

Your entire body ached after being bandaged up from your wounds.

Steve frowned as he watched the guilt written across your face. “Let’s get your cleaned up, honey.” he said, swooping you into his arms. You buried your face in his chest as he carried you away from all the people rushing around.

He got you to his room and set you down on his bed. You remained silent as he went to grab a wash cloth. Before you knew it, he was kneeling in front of you and took your hands into his.

He handed you your pain medication before washing your hands. He rubbed the warm cloth over your hands, cleaning off the blood. The gesture was so genuine and caring. All he wanted was to ease your mind.

“There you go, honey.” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He left the room to put away the wash cloth. You pulled the blankets over your body and couldn’t stop the sobs that escaped you.

All of your emotions reached a breaking point. You couldn’t stop the tears.

As soon as Steve laid eyes on you, his heart broke for you. He pulled you into his lap, cradling your shaking body. “It’s okay, love.” he said, running his hands up and down your back.

The tears didn’t want to stop. “It’s my fault.” you mumbled into his chest. He knew you felt guilty, but he knew you weren’t to blame. He wiped the tears off of your cheeks. “You did what you were trained to do. You helped Nat when you saw that she was hurt. You did the right thing” he told you.

His words did little to calm you. “But as I helped her, I took my eyes off Dahmer. If I had watched him, he wouldn’t have been able to set off the explosion” you explained. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, trying to at least distract you from your guilt.

“You saved her life.” He said, simply before kissing you again. You kissed him back and then buried your head in his chest. He hated seeing you upset.

“Let’s get you out of your tactical suit.” He told you, grabbing a sweater and sweatpants from his closet. He unzipped the tight suit, pulling it off your body. He pressed soft kisses to your lips before putting the other clothes on you.

You sat down on the bed and crawled under the blankets. “I’ll go get you some water, okay?” He said, kissing your forehead. You relaxed into the mattress.

Every time you tried to close your eyes, the flames flashed back into your mind. It was hard to relax when it was mind-numbingly terrifying to close your eyes.

You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into their body. Someone’s lips attached themselves to your neck, giving gentle kisses.

You recognized Bucky’s cologne instantly. “Hi there, bug” he said, his voice soft and comforting. You rolled over to face him, balling his sweater up in your hands.

“No more tears” he said, placing kisses on both of your cheeks. A tiny smile snuck onto your face. Steve came back in the room, lying behind you on the bed. Both of them wrapped your arms around you, keeping you safe. They couldn’t make your guilt and anxiety magically disappear, but they would damn well try.

“Nat wanted to thank you for saving her life.” Steve told you, rubbing his hands up and down your back.

“I don’t deserve that,” you mumbled softly. You didn’t see either of them frown, but they did immediately. “You deserve the world, honey.” Steve said, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“You’re a hero,” Bucky added, kissing your forehead. Contently in their grasps, you finally were relaxed enough to fall asleep. They couldn’t help but feel in awe of you, as you peacefully fell asleep.

They hated seeing you being so hard on yourself. You needed to give yourself a break every now and then.

They both started to doze off slowly, until you jumped up out of bed screaming.

They both jumped away, assuming they had hurt you by bumping one of your injuries. They very quickly noticed the tears streaming down your cheeks. “I’m sorry, Nat” you mumbled, as you were startled from your nightmare.

“It’s just a nightmare, doll.” Bucky said, pulling you into a hug. You sobbed into his chest, the scarring images still fresh in your brain.

He held you until your breathing steadied and you stopped crying. As he pulled away, his hand grazed one of your broken ribs. You winced and pulled away.

It had been an immediate reaction, but it broke Bucky’s heart. To know that he caused you pain, sent daggers through his heart.

“I’ll get you an ice pack, honey” Bucky said, darting towards the kitchen. You frowned as you sat back down on your bed. You didn’t want Bucky or Steve to have to go out of their way for you.

“You guys don’t have to—” you began to say before Steve interrupted you. He shook his head while grabbing your hands. “Don’t even think about it, honey. You know we both love taking caring of you. You aren’t burdening anyone. You take care of us, so let us help you.” He said, sweetly.

Steve always knew how to make you swoon.

“Thank you,” you said, giving him a genuine smile. He returned your smile and pressed a light kiss to your lips. “Always, darling. How about you pick a movie and I get to cuddle by amazing girlfriend?” He suggested, lying beside you.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his charm. “That sounds like a great plan.” Bucky added, joining you both in bed. The three of you got positioned, them both making sure your ice packs stayed in place. “How did I get so lucky?” You asked, looking at your caring boyfriends.

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Categories: MCU - AU

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MCU: one shots, series, headcanons, drabbles, blurbs

Fluff ✎ (MCU/AU, soft!steve, meet cute, crushes, established relationship...)

Smut [I] [II] ✎ (MCU/AU, PWP...)

Angst ✎ (MCU/AU, cheating/infidelity, major character death, break ups...)

Avenger/Enhanced/Inhuman!Reader ✎

Pre-Serum!Steve, 1930s & 1940s ✎

Doctor/Scientist!Reader & Stark!Reader ✎

Fake Relationship, Secret Relationship & Accidental Marriage ✎

Neighbours & Roommates (MCU/AU)

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... to Lovers (friends, enemies, ex's)

Age Gap & Dad!Steve ✎ (MCU/AU, single dad, dad's best friend, best friend's dad, mom's boyfriend, stepdad, dilf...)

Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes & Stucky x Reader ✎

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VelvetCardiganBucky’s Recommendations 2021: Week 9 | February 21st –February 27th

Welcome to week 9 of my recommendations, if you would like to be featured on a future list, I follow the hashtag #VelvetCardiganBucky, message me, tag me in your future works, or reblog this post and link to your story, one-shot, Masterlist, writing challenge, etc.

Be aware some if not most stories and writers on this list are meant to be consumed by an audience of those 18+. My blog is also an 18+ blog.

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«Last Week

Week 10»

My Masterlist

My Fic Rec List of Mafia/Mob Bucky/Sebastian & Steve/Chris/Andy

Stuff I Posted This Week:

Run To You Moodboard » I made a moodboard for my friend's ongoing Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader story Run To You

Can I Have This Dance? » Steve Rogers x Reader — 4 times the reader asked Steve to dance with her, and one time Steve her.

Mr. FBI Agent Jimmy Woo Playlist » All he ever wanted was to belong, and now he does, alongside Monica Rambeau and Dr. Darcy Lewis. Karaoke is now 10x’s better.

You’ve Been Everything » Steve Rogers x OFC!Orchid Black — They haven’t shared a bed in months; the snap has changed them both. There is no one to blame.

Sam Wilson

One-Shots:

Great Day To Build A Treehouse by @bestofbucky » Sam Wilson x Reader — Sam Wilson sets off to build your guys sons a treehouse while determined to make you lose your guys bet who can go the longest without sex. Will he win or will you? After all, who can deny a shirtless Sam? | This was adorable yet sexy all at once and I want more please. There just isn’t enough Sam content on here. Thanks lovely for feeding my Sam side, along with some really good smut!

Skinny Jeans, Action Figures, and Baby Shark by @callmeluna » Sam Wilson x Reader ft. Alpine — You, Sam, and boredom are a dangerous combination. No Avenger is safe. | If you need a laugh, you have to read this, because I couldn't stop laughing while reading.

Stucky

One-Shots:

*Proud Popsicle by @firefly-in-darkness » Dad!Stucky x Daughter!Reader (platonic) — Y/N visits her Dads after her holiday with her partner. | This was honestly so adorable and Daisy, you made me tear up. I sort of wish it had never ended and I had more to read.

Serves You Right to Suffer by @mypoisonedvine » dark!Bucky Barnes & dark!Steve Rogers x Reader — a little fresh air never hurt anyone, right? | The smut in this is so good while remaining a really good dark plot to it. I got shivers quite a few times while reading this and I can’t help but wonder just where is reader and the boys now...

Bankrupt by @mypoisonedvine » dark!40’s!Stucky x Reader — Your husband’s gambling addiction quickly got him in hot water with the mob, and you by extension. When some debt collectors come by to settle what is owed, you realize that you have a lot more to worry about than money problems. | My third time reading this and it probably won’t be my last. The smut in this is just so intense and well written. Also it’s Mob!Stucky.

(Mini)Series:

Terrigenisis by @tuiccim » Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Inhuman!Reader — After undergoing terrigenisis unwillingly your life is turned upside down when you are deemed too dangerous to return to life as a civilian. You are put with the Avengers team to train and rebuild. As you hone your powers and skills, you must also decide if you can find home and love again. Or is your curse to be a lonely wanderer forever? | This story has everything in it, animals, angst, fluff and smut. So it’s like the perfect story all wrapped up with a neat little bow.

Steve Rogers

One-Shots:

Points of Authority by @river-soul » Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader — After failing the required self-defense class Captain Rogers offers to give you one on one lessons. His methods are not what you expect and an impromptu session reveals his true intentions. [Violence, dubcon, bullying and fat shaming, 18+] | I felt personally attacked. 😉 As a plus-size girl all I could think was come at me sir, but at the same time I was like I just wanted to stay in bed and the reader was getting my vibes. So good!

(Mini)Series:

Just Say It And I’m Yours by @whisperlullaby » Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve is considering retiring from being Captain America. He feels like he lost himself through all the fighting and wants to get back to his roots. In comes Y/N who seems to be everything he needs in his life. They are fierce and dynamic but what happens when they get caught up in trying to be what everyone else want them to be? | This story is so good and unique. Becca you deserve all the gold stars for this seriously. I look forward to reading more.

Bucky Barnes

One-Shots:

Answer Me by @fuel-joy » Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You get a scary phone call. You ‘re forced to play a game to win your freedom. Can you beat the game or will he win in the end. | Read the notes before reading, this is a little darker than I usually read, but I still really enjoyed this. I’m just glad I didn’t read this before bed. 😂

*To Love And Be Loved By Me @sunflowerxbarnes » Eros! Bucky x Psyche! Reader — The story of Eros and Psyche was quite literally the stuff of legends. When he lost her to the perils of mortality, Eros too lost himself. He wandered the world, lost and alone until fate gave them another chance. Will things be different this time around? Can Eros find a way to save his love before it’s too late? | This will make you cry tears of sadness and tears of joy. I fell so madly in love with this and I knew it needed to be shared with you all. Keep tissues close by.

Partition by @angrythingstarlight » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky comforts you after a bad day, and your boss learns why no one messes with his girl. | If there is someone I get excited about seeing post mob!bucky content it’s @angrythingstarlight and this one-shot was so good and the smut was hot! We are blessed with a part 2.

*Let Me Show You by @angrythingstarlight » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You wanted to know what your mobster boyfriend did, lucky for you he’s more into show then tell. | Hi, yeah I needed to seriously cool down after reading this one. The smut is just really hot and I just don’t think I’ll ever be over this.

Drabbles:

*My Little Girl by @buckysnumberonegirl » Bucky Barnes x Mom!Reader — Bucky is the best man he could ever be not just for the woman he loves but for the little girl who captured her heart, and she has a big question to ask him. | This is just so fluffy and by the end I may or may not have shed a couple tears. Hormones y’all!

Say the word and it’s yours by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mobster boyfriend rescues you from a long, boring day at work. Bucky alway said, “ask and its yours” | This was so adorable and loving, I would highly recommend it. Fluffy!MafiaBoss!Bucky Barnes FTW 🙌🏻

(Mini) Series:

Run To You 🪙 Ch. 7 by @bestofbucky » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard. | This keeps getting better and better, chapter 7, hit me in the feel whole the smut was just *chefs kiss* perfect.

Warm, Beating, and Frantic 🌸 Ch. 5 by @river-soul » Bucky Barnes x Reader — On vacation in Europe you’re kidnapped by a stranger who thinks only he can protect you from an unseen enemy known as Hydra. After months on the run, you finally escape. Years later you’re just starting to get your life back together when you accept a job at Stark Tower. The last thing you expect to see is your kidnapper, a part of the Avengers and going by the name Bucky Barnes. [PTSD and stalking] | You can’t help but feel so proud for the reader for going back to work and Bucky for going to therapy. Sam, he is just the best in this, so level headed. We could all use a Sam in our life. Please go read this!

Watch Out For The Quiet Ones Pt. 3 by @eurynome827 » Sub!CollegeJock!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Things have been going good with Bucky and you, so why put a label on it? Also been Bucky has been so good for you that you decide to reward him for his good behavior | I know not the best summery ever done by me but I love this series Eury had blessed us with. (it has a masterlist!)

Synonyms For Hate by @rebeccccccaaa » Bucky Barnes x Reader — A true enemies to lovers ;) | I don’t think you can find a better enemies to lovers stories than this one. It’s got both you angst and just a little bit of fluff. (I can’t make a link so here’s the big click through!)

Lee Bodecker

One-Shots:

Watching You by @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog » Lee Bodecker x Reader — Fresh to town opening your own café across from the police town, you peak the interst of Sheriff Lee Bodecker, who knows you are just hiding something, he will find out just what it is. | I loved this, especially the readers' take no shit attitude.

Chris Beck

One-Shots:

Dorothea by @tinymalscoffee » Chris Beck x Reader — In which Y/N reassured Chris he can always come back home to her. | You can never get enough of Chris Beck or Taylor Swift, so when you put them together, you get this beautiful masterpiece. I can’t help but hope we might see them again for another song, if not their story ended just perfectly.

*Constellations All Around by @hannahshattuck » Chris Beck x Gender Neutral Reader — The freckles on your back make constellations that always guide Chris home to you. | The smut and the plot in this were just too good not to share.

Chris Evans

Drabbles:

The Word by @hangonimwriting » Chris Evans x Mom!Reader — Married for now for six months your daughter calls Chris, Dad for the first time, how does he take it, and how does he take the big surprise you have for him? | This was short and sweet. Just what I needed after a very long day.

Ransom Drysdale

(Mini)Series:

Murder, He Wrote by @what-is-your-backupplan-today and @/southerngracela » Dark!Ransom Drysdale x Reader — You’re sent by your asshole boss to do a review of a Celebrity Host Haunted Mansion, hosted by none-other than the arrogant, wild-eye browed actor Lucas Lee, but you’re worried you’ve missed the boat…that is, until at the last minute, an email arrives to say they can let you in on the last admission that night, which just happens to be Halloween… | I’ve had this on my need to read list for a while, I did read it and I just want more. The smut in this is good, you feel bad for Ransom, while still containing that dark fic feel throughout the fic so far.

Andy Barber

One-Shots:

To Build a Home by @river-soul » Dark!Andy Barber x Reader | Dreaming of becoming a mother through adoption, you finally concede defeat after a long two years. Devastated and alone, you let your guard down once your lawyer drops by to console you. [Stealthing, breeding, alcohol use and explicit sex, 18+] | If you are looking for something that will give you chills and has really good smut, this is the one for you. I sort of hope we get a follow up.

This Is A Shout To My...

Firefly’s Movie Challenge by @firefly-in-darkness — Due Date is August 31st, using characters from Marvel, Supernatural, The Witcher, Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, and Henry Cavill, prompts a are a list of movies and rules are in the link with the list.

Kinky Charlie Writing Challenge! Hosted by @hotdamnhunnam — Due Date is April 1st, using a multitude of Charlie Hunnam characters and different types of kinks in the list provided. Check out the link for all the details! Congrats hun on the 1K! You deserve it all! 💗

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[ynscrazylife]

Can you do a Bucky/Stucky x reader where the reader gets really hurt on a mission but doesn't notice because she is hyped up on adrenaline. And then one of them notice that she is bleeding on something like that and then it all hits her so she like passes out from pain or blood loss whatever. And then the end of it is all fluffy because they are taking care of her. Can one of them braid the readers hair, cause I think that would be really fluffy and adorable.

The Mission That Changed Everything

Summary: Y/N is stabbed on a mission and no one notices until the mission is over.

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Trigger Warning: Mentions of being stabbed (a little descriptive) and blood/blood loss (a little descriptive)

Missions were dangerous. Risking your life, getting hurt, etc, but there was one particular danger on one particular mission that would cause the Avengers to become suddenly more aware, more protected, and more cautious in the future.

That danger was when no one noticed one of their teammates had gotten gravely hurt until after the mission was over. Of course, it was no one’s fault, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t have to change things for future missions.

See, Y/N was an Inhuman, the only Inhuman on the team. The mission they were going on - it required all of the Avengers because they were raiding a base of an evil organization on the uprise. By the end of the mission, they thought they had gathered the intel and the research to know that this group was an anti-superhero group. They soon discovered that the intel and research was fake and the group was actually an anti-Inhuman group.

Durning the mission, they had gotten into a couple fights with a few of the group’s agents. Y/N had been fighting one of the agents and had actually ended up being stabbed with a dagger. It wasn’t just any dagger, though. It was designed to be particularly harmful to Inhumans and had been enchanted with powers so that when Y/N was stabbed, it wouldn’t take its effect of causing her to bleed and causing her pain until later. Because of that, Y/N didn’t even notice she was stabbed.

Until they were arrived back at the tower. 

Smiles instantly graced Bucky and Steve’s faces as they walked in after changing out of their suits and into normal clothes to see their girlfriend Y/N curled up on their bed. They thought she was absolutely adorable as she also smiled, having been waiting for them. 

“You tired, doll?” Bucky asked as he sat on her left and Steve sat on her right. 

Y/N shrugged. “A little,” she said, taking Steve’s hand in her own as she leaned against Bucky. None of them noticed that Y/N had started to bleed since she was still in her suit. 

“Seems like your suit has a hole in it,” Bucky noticed, putting his fingers over it. That was the hole where the dagger had stabbed her and when Bucky felt the blood, he added, concerned, “Are you bleeding, Y/N?” 

Y/N and Steve both tensed up - Y/N from Bucky putting pressure on the wound (though she waved it off as a bruise) and Steve from hearing the blood. 

Y/N, not remembering getting majority hurt, said, “Probably just cut or something. I’ll go change and patch myself up.” If she was thinking clearly, she would have noticed that how could it be just a cut when there was a hole in her otherwise sturdy suit? She stood up, and Bucky and Steve shared an unsure glance, one of them about to say something, when Y/N gasped, clamped a hand over her stomach, and collapsed. 

Steve immediately leaped forward to catch her, maneuvering them both a bit so he could pick her up and lay her on the ground. The two soldiers jumped into action, both confused and scared at the same time. She was fine! She didn’t get hurt on the mission! What could have caused her to pass out? 

Steve focussed on trying to wake her up while Bucky focussed on trying to get her suit off of her. When he unzipped her suit and saw the blood soaking her shirt and shorts, his eyes widened and he tugged at Steve’s arm. “Steve - Steve, this looks like a stab wound!” He said, panicking. 

Steve paused from his attempt to wake her up and looked over at her stomach, his eyes also widening. Fear filled him, and he cursed under his breath before picking Y/N up carefully in her arms. The men with their woman ran off to the infirmary, yelling to anyone that could hear.

When they burst inside, they found Bruce with a couple of doctors and Bucky, worried in a way he had never been before, started rambling off a loud explanation that the doctors just about caught. The moment Steve laid Y/N down on one of the medical tables, he and Bucky were ushered out hurriedly. 

For the next couple of hours, Bucky and Steve stood just right outside. Sometimes they stood together, gripping each other’s hands, other times they were pacing worriedly. At one point they both broke down into tears, wanting and needing their love to be alright, and wondering how no one noticed. 

After what felt like eternity, Bruce came out and told them that she would be okay. Weakened and still in pain because of the dagger’s effects on Inhumans, but okay. However, she was put on bedrest for the next couple of days, and you bet that Steve and Bucky were fussing over her every moment of it.

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“How are you feeling? Are you feeling okay?” Steve asked for the millionth time as Bucky crawled into their bed to cuddle Y/N. 

Y/N smiled, thinking that their protective nature was very cute. “Not in pain . . . Just bleh. I’m tired, honestly, and unfortunately I still don’t think I can walk without falling over,” she admitted, her smile turning into a frustrated frown. 

“Well, that’s okay. We’ll carry you anywhere you need to go,” Bucky said with a goofy grin. 

“To Paris?” Y/N joked, all three sharing a laugh.

“Oh, I think we need to change your bandages, hun,” Steve said, after a moment. 

Y/N let out a groan, knowing that would hurt, but knew it had to be done and watched her blonde boyfriend go and grab the bandages. She then felt a hand in her hair and leaned into Bucky’s touch, a smile put on her face. 

“Want me to braid your hair?” He asked softly, and Y/N nodded and leaned forward. 

Bucky moved over and when he did, Y/N leaned back against him. That made it a bit difficult to braid her hair, but he didn’t mind. Steve walked back in with the bandages and chuckled when he saw them. Bucky began to braid Y/N’s hair, which was soothing, but Y/N tensed up and grabbed Steve’s hand when he took off her bandages. 

Steve gave her a sympathetic smile. “Just focus on Bucky. It won’t take much time,” he assured her, and she didn’t look convinced, but when Bucky resumed braiding her hair and that relaxed her. Y/N loosened her grip on Steve’s hand and let him bandage her up, occasionally squirming but trying to focus on the braiding being done. 

Steve finished and got into their bed, putting an arm around Bucky and Y/N as Bucky finished braiding Y/N’s hair. Y/N then sat up, swinging her braid over her shoulder and admiring it. “Thank you, I love it,” she said, and pecked Bucky on the lips and then pecked Steve on the lips, too. 

She smiled as she grabbed the remote and turned on the television, turning on a movie.

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[widowsofchaos]

🥺imagine fighting over blankets at night and who gets to be one of the middle spoons with steggy x stucky🥺 omg you have given me this new obsession how dare u

Battle Of The Blankets

summary: So a Captain, a Sergeant, and two agents get into bed ... pairings: steggy x stucky x stark!black!reader (adopted) ao3 a/n: yesss, feel this obsession! I’ll happily feed it, muahaha. shameless fluff, and sassy crankiness. enjoy, darling. no beta, all mistakes are my own. do not repost my works.

It has become more of a cheeky jab among the compound --- a running joke that sometimes four particular sleeping bodies can be quite hectic at night.

It first spawned one night when the bed frame broke in the midst of intense fucking; but how can anyone be surprised with two super soldiers, and an agent pumped to the brim with inhuman serum?

Well --- not everyone partakes in the jokes. After the charade of the dismantled bed frame, skin crawling in disgust, with no ounce of hesitation, Tony shouted, “Don’t break my sister!” It only fueled the embarrassing jokes even more.

Tony has never been the same since then.

It also brought forth the realization that a new mattress was very much needed --- a wider one with therapeutic padding.

It’s a blessing, really. To share a bond of four spirits that feeds their being for the end of their days --- carrying them all even through the darkest of times, the nightmares, grief, and bristling trauma; as all of you huddled tight in each other’s arms.

Under the moonlight of restless nights, feathery kisses, and soft caresses, laying boneless on a plush mattress. Akin to an anchor to the thunderous sea, you ground each other here --- despite the strife of pain.

But now there’s a new battle among the horizon, it’s been brewing for quite some time, and not one for the faint of heart --- filled with crankiness, and weariness. Surviving World War II, the Arctic ice, Hydra, Ultron, and even Thanos --- yet nothing prepared them for this.

The battle of the blankets. It’s becoming more of an occurrence, grumpy murmurs in the middle of the night, tugging on the blankets, limbs toppled over limbs --- limbs hanging over the bed at times. At times, some nights there are whines to be spooned --- after missions that didn’t end all too well, all four of you just wanna be cradled like babies, so there are times where everyone takes turns to be spooned.

Naturally, the girls are the middle spoons, with the boys holding them tightly from behind, or how Peggy and yourself are laying on top of the Bucky’s and Steve’s warm chests. Both of you love the feeling of their chest hairs caressing against your sleepy puffy cheeks, to feel their fingers laxly curl against your scalps.

“Can you pass me my body pillow, baby?”

“Of course, your other lover.” Bucky growls under his breath, irate at your constant need for that annoying fucking pillow --- dog-tired to the bone --- he loves you; for truly he does, he would do anything for you, you’re his baby. If you asked him to, he would sock the devil’s teeth clean through the skull with his metal fist.

But for fucks sake, he detests that fucking pillow.

He needs to feel you at night, but instead he feels Steve, Peggy, half of you, and half of stitched cotton.

“What was that, Bun-Bun?” Snuggled dead center of the bed, engulfed in the white massive blanket like the princess you are. Bleary doe-eyes, and your smile beams at him, it was goofy but it’s so damn cute, he just couldn’t resist --- and damn you, you know he can’t.

“Nothin’ doll. I’ll get it.” Bucky huffs, brow twitching a bit, shoulders slumped but graces it all with a smile. “Bucky --- don’t you dare, love.” A melodic timbre sings-songs from the bathroom, causing you to suck your teeth with a pout.

“Noooo…” You whine, head tilted back dramatically. You were exhausted --- it’s been a long fucking day, dammit --- and now was being denied your extra support for your back.

Hefty footfalls loom near the entranceway, leaning against the door, a puff of eucalyptus infiltrates the air --- in all his glory, America’s sweetheart freshly showered, and has the gall to snicker at the brat that is his wife.

“That,” Steve tuts as he points directly at the pillow that was resting innocently on the nearby armchair, “ --- thing has become another body in bed. It’s too crowded.” Steve narrows his eyes at you playfully, as you whimper jutting your lip out --- trying to sway Steve, but alas, you just receive a waggish finger.

“Stevie, it’s so fluffy.” You pout with a jutted plump lip, sweet moon eyes furrowed under a pitiful brow. “Am I not fluffy enough for you, doll?” Bucky’s husky voice whisks in your ear, sending a shiver down the arch of your spine, so breathy and inviting. Bucky slithers his warm body under the covers, slivering his biceps around your body, as his lips kiss behind your ear --- it tickles you to the point where your thigh quivers in a tingle.

Ah --- the sweet spot, always works.

You mewl in Bucky’s arms, sinking into the blankets, successfully taking your mind off of the damned forsaken body pillow. As Bucky snuffles his nose in your hair, and between wispy kisses behind your ear, Steve couldn’t help but feel a tad bit --- dare he say it, jealous.

Never jealous over who gets who’s attention --- never. This is an equally affectionate marriage. Steve may not express in such manner to the public eye, always stoic but not too much, the pinnacle of liberty, strong-willed.

He’s always felt like he had to pick himself up ever since he was a bird-boned boy a lifetime ago; a facade that manifested into a coping mechanism --- that he doesn’t need to be babied.

But yet --- he craves it desperately.

Without any thought, Steve crawls inside the bed, earning happy squeals from Bucky and yourself. Taking a spot in the middle before Peggy gets to bed.

Nibbling your tit through your black nightie, lace against his warm tongue, and sneaking a nice handful of Bucky’s toned ass-cheek, “Stevie…” A low lustful growl slips from Bucky; love-bites, and kissing cheeky fingers. Suckling Steve’s thumb in his mouth, Bucky grazes his finger against Steve’s palm that cradled his cheek.

Squeals, and husky chuckles emitted from the lair of blankets, as Peggy finishes up for the night; now leaving the bathroom with a smug smirk. Shiny curls pinned, fresh faced, and bones aching, ready to dive in the love-nest.

Silk white nightie that melted against her milky perky breasts, it made all three of you salivate at the mouth. “I thought you three were too tired?” Peggy’s accent silky as her night-gown, as she pads her way to the bed, graceful hips swaying. “Meow.” You tease, batting your lashes, and snickers as Steve and Bucky ensue tickling you.

Peggy sneaks under the covers, humming low in her throat, “Cheeky kitten.” Her full-wattage smile beaming at you.

Extending your hands out at her, fingers pinching the air, ‘gimmie’ ‘gimmie’. Cuddling all together now, perhaps tonight will be peaceful, instead of silly bickering on who wants which spot, or who wants more blankets.

‘And thank the bloody heavens, no more of that body pillow.’ Peggy muses to herself, happily wriggling under Steve’s inviting arms.

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So much for wishful thinking.

Alarm clock beams red, 3:34 am. Squirming feet kicks the blanket off, it limply hangs over the edge; too over-heated by the three heaters that are your husbands, and wife.

A grumpy mumble, your cheek squished against Bucky’s bicep, thigh arched upon Steve’s waist and it extended over Peggy’s leg. Peggy’s legs intermixed in your legs, and her ankles interlocked with Bucky’s. Your leg that was stretched downward, toes mindlessly tickling, and fondling Steve’s. Steve’s cheek smashed against the pillow with Peggy laying on-top of him.

So much movement, tussling, and turning occurs during the night, especially with sixteen limbs.

“Give… me the… b-blanket.” Peggy’s sleepily demands, eyes still shut, and button nose scrunched. “Too … hot.” You whisper, punctuating each word. Peggy’s hand flops around to get a better grip of the blanket, tugging it over her shoulder.

A whine rolls in your throat, needing to cool down your moist skin, your fidgety leg shaking a bit. Within seconds, a chill sensation surges through your body, cold fingers glide over the terrain of your waist, slides underneath the nightie, travels the glide of your tummy to the cups of your breasts.

A sigh of relief flows through your lips as Bucky somnolently caresses you, lulling you back to sleep as his arm instinctively pulls your body into his, molding two bodies into one; the cold metal satiating you.

Steve drowsily pulled the blanket over Peggy, although there was a tug of Bucky’s foot trying to get some more as well. Finally after a silly tug of war, at the perfect position, there was enough blanket to satisfy the big babies, crawling even more closer to one another.

‘Note to self: buy more blankets in the morning.’ Steve muses to himself, languidly repressing a chuckle, as he dozes off to sleep.

There are aliens, robots, and sorcerers --- ‘wizards without hats’ Sam claims --- but there could never be big enough blankets for two super soldiers, and two agents.

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Broken Promises — B.B.

Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Main Masterlist — Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Summary: Change is hard, especially when you’re having to change every single aspect of your life to fit in in the modern world. Change is even harder when it’s forced upon you, not an option you’re given.

Word Count: ≈2.2k (which is significantly less than pt.1)

Warnings: slight cursing, angst, daggers, mild depiction of blood (please let me know if I missed anything)

A/N: This is a part to to a series that I’m (attempting) to start. Part 1 is in the Bucky Barnes Masterlist. Also, I’m basing everything off of the movies, not the comics. However, I apologize if anything said/will say is not comically accurate, or accurate to the movies. It’s fanfiction, so it really doesn’t matter. Plus, the multiverse exists. And this is not a Stucky x Reader series, just to make that clear. Steve and Y/N are just friends :)

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‘You get in, collect as much information as you can, and get the hell out. You might have to take more extreme measures in a worst case scenario—understood?’

And she did. She knew the mission. They just didn’t realize how many people were actually there.

Amilia Thatcher was sent on a mission: collect data from Baron von Strucker. Easy.

Just a missing detail: there were more soldiers than expected. They didn’t show up on any records, there were schedules that even S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn’t access. No one saw it coming— and it was no one’s fault. It was a failed mission that did more than just fail. Losing a soldier was one thing, not being able to ever get them back was a whole other thing.

•.•.•

Amilia took out all of the soldiers who were in the way discreetly and quickly. Some of them were more difficult than others, but she got them. Now, she was making her way to Strucker’s chambers.

When she got there, she slowly opened the door— taking a big breath and holding it in nervousness. She peeked through the small opening to get a lay of the land. She saw Strucker standing at the front of the room, looking at the screens in front of him. The news was on, showing clips of the Sokovian city that had been destroyed a few years prior. Another screen showed clips of protesters, too, and another showing pictures of two people specifically. Amilia recognized them from her mission briefing, but she wanted to focus on her mission first and worry about them later.

She drew her attention back to her mission, walking into the room entirely and silently closed the door behind her. She hovered her hand over her dagger, which was resting on the side of her thigh. Amilia walked closer and closer to her target, her heart beating out of her chest. She took silent steps, one foot in front of the other. She placed her hand on her dagger, getting ready to quickly pull it out and threaten information out of the man. She was about to jump him, that was, until he started talking.

Shit.

“You S.H.I.E.L.D. agents aren’t the sneakiest persons on this planet,” Strucker said, turning around. He kept his stance the same— his hands behind his back, standing up straight. “Tell me, miss, you are here to kill me, correct?”

“Not unless I have to,” she responded nonchalantly. “But, you can help me.”

“Hmm, how so?”

“Tell me what you’re doing with those volunteers you guys are going crazy over.”

“Ah, I see. You’re gonna stop me from an inhumane experiment. Sorry to have wasted your time, but nothing I do is ‘inhumane.’” Strucker explained, taking a small step forward. Amilia tightened her grip on the handle of her dagger, preparing herself for the worst.

“And I’m supposed to believe that? I’m supposed to believe that the leader of Sokovia's infamous base for shit like this is actually being decent for once,” she challenged.

“I know who you are,” Strucker announced, taking a small step forward. Amilia repositioned herself.

“Likewise.”

“You’re Amilia Thatcher… you were fairly close with Sergeant Barnes, right?” Y/N’s heart dropped.

“How do you know him?”

“So, I’m right. Great,” he took a few steps forward, opening his mouth to say more, but was cut off with Amilia jumping at him. She pushed him back against the desk behind him and put the dagger to his throat.

“Shut up. You’re gonna talk to me, and I’m not gonna kill you? Does that sound like a fair deal?” Amilia whispered, trying her best to threaten the information out of him— trying to intimidate him. “Now, tell me about those kids.”

“Wouldn’t you rather know about Sargent Barnes?”

“I’m not here for that, I’m here for this experimental bullshit. So-”

She gasped. She couldn’t finish her sentence. A rush of adrenaline rushed through her body. She wasn’t able to process everything, until she felt something come out of her side. She looked down and saw blood spewing from her stomach. She felt dizzy and light. She took a step back, but tripped. Baron caught her before she fell.

“It’s OK, miss. You’ll be fine. We’re going to take great care of you,” he whispered, though Amilia barely heard him. Sounds were muffled and quiet. Her sight was blacking out. She felt hands grab her by her biceps, dragging her across the floor, but her sense of perception was off, so she couldn’t tell where in the hell she was going.

At some point, she ended up on a table. There were people rushing around her and she could see Strucker standing over her. She grabbed his arm, trying to grip onto him as much as she could.

“What the fuck are you doing?” She whispered and growled through her teeth. He gently grabbed her arm off of him, adjusting it so he could hold onto her hand. He got down on his knees to reach her level.

“I’m helping you. S.H.I.E.L.D. was never your place, dear. We are your family now, Amilia. Now, it’s time to rest,” Strucker explained, while a doctor stuck a needle into her arm. She tried fighting it off, but the doctor had already injected her. She fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, those kids she was worrying about would be the only people she’d have for a while.

•.•.•

2 days later…

“Fury!” Steve Rogers called out across the room. He stormed in, as upset as he’s ever been. Nick Fury turned around, now just as pissed as Steve for interrupting his work.

“What the hell do you need, Rogers?” Fury asked, watching as Steve stomped towards him. He got really close— too close for Fury’s liking.

“What happened with Amy? Two days ago, you sent her to a base in Sokovia, and neither of us has heard from her since. What happened?!” Fury sighed.

“It was a failed mission. It was a solo mission, but she had a team prepared to go in as backup. When they didn’t hear anything from her for three hours, they went into the field and found nothing. Not a beat up young woman, or a body. They did run into some soldiers, along with Baron von Strucker, who said he didn’t have her— which was a damn lie. He killed all of our soldiers except for one. Strummer let him get away. He told us everything,” he explained. Steve couldn't believe what he was hearing. “For all we know, she could be dead, but we’re searching for her. Now, if you care about her so much, you can help us, but you sure as hell aren’t going to Sokovia, you hear me, Rogers?”

After a moment of collecting himself, Steve answered, “Yes, Director,” and walked off. Steve and Amilia had stuck together since they both came out of the ice. They met a few days after they woke up, since S.H.IE.L.D. thought that it would be good for the two. When they met up, they were so emotional. They were talking about everything that had happened, Steve brought up Bucky. Y/N thought back to the night he left. She told Steve about what they actually did, Steve explaining how he already kind of knew.

“Oh, my gosh, Bucky told you, didn’t he?” Amilia asked.

“Yeah, he did.”

“Ugh, that asshole,” she said, a smile creeping on her lips, taking a sip of her tea. Steve chuckled.

“So, you guys were a thing?” Steve asked, somewhat hesitantly. He figured the subject was sensitive to her, since it’s just as sensitive to him.

“I mean, I guess so? Called me his girl.” Amilia looked down at her coffee mug, letting out a small, breathy laugh, and played with the ceramic cup. Steve frowned, looking back at memories of him and his best friend.

“I’m sorry, Amy.”

“It wasn’t your fault.”

“I could’ve saved him. I could’ve reached a little farther and caught him.”

“Steve-”

“I watched him…” he paused for a second. Amilia noticed tears starting to form in his eyes. However, knowing Steve, he wouldn’t cry— and even if he did, he’d brush it off and suppress it as much as he could. “I watched as he fell off the train.” A tear rolled down his cheek.

“Steve, there wasn’t anything you could do. Don’t blame yourself,” she choked out, grabbing his hand that was resting on the table. Now she was basically crying.

“Yeah, I know,” he whispered, a couple of more tears strolling down his face. He tightened his grip on her hand, trying to find some reassurance in his friend. “What did Bucky tell you before he left?”

“He told me he would marry me. And that he promised to come back.”

“He really cared about you, you know that?” Amilia nodded slightly.

“Oh, trust me, I know,” she said, making Steve laugh some.

“Look,” Steve said, sitting up in his chair, putting both of his arms on the table and leaning close to Amilia. “Before Bucky and I started going on all of those missions, we made promises to each other. If something were to happen to me, I told him to look out for you and Peggy. If something were to happen to him, he told me to take care of you and make sure you’re happy— which is also when he told about you two.”

“That sounds like him. But, Steven, you don’t have to-“

“No, but I do, Amilia. You’re Bucky’s girl, and my friend. And, hey, I’m still that idiot from Brooklyn— you get to look out for me, too.” Y/N chuckled.

“Right, but that idiot is four times the size he used to be,” she teased, taking another sip of her coffee.

“Ah, that’s a no?”

“Of course not! Steve, you might be fuckin’ huge, but your whole personality stuck with you. If anything, you’re the one who’s gonna get in the most trouble. You and your stubborn ass.” She mumbled the last sentence as she took another sip of her tea.

“Yeah, yeah…”

Steve slammed the door of his car and put his keys in the ignition, but didn’t turn it. Instead, he started sobbing, putting his arms on the steering wheel and resting his head on them. He sat there sobbing for about 10 minutes before he looked up, sniffling. Thoughts were running through his head. What he could do, what he should’ve done. He searched his jacket pocket for that note you gave him the other night (neither of you had even tried to figure out modern technology, so you stuck with pen and paper).

I’m going to be gone for a few days. Don’t do any stupid shit. There’s someone I want you to meet when I get back, but it’s a surprise. I think you’re going to love it.

“We can still meet them,” he whispered to himself. Another tear rolled down his cheek when he heard a knock at his window. He looked to his left and saw a man who he met recently, and rolled down his window.

“Hey. Rogers, right?” the man asked.

“Uh, yeah. Barton?” Steve asked, trying to cover up his puffy, red face.

“Oh, is this a bad time, man?” Barton, or Clint, asked.

“No, no,” Steve said, getting out of his car. “You’re fine. What’s up?”

“I heard about Thatcher. Actually, I heard you get on Fury’s ass about her. You seemed pretty upset.”

“Yeah,” he whispered, looking at his feet.

“Sorry. Just- you’ve gotta trust that Fury’s gonna find her. But, this is a scary job, and I’m sure you understand that— with what you did during the war. Our team is the best out there. But, these guys are good, too. They’ll try their best to cover up their location, to cover up Thatcher’s location. But, we’re better. Our tech is so advanced, they’ll never see us coming. Literally..” Clint paused, giving Steve a sympathetic look. “We’ll find her.”

“Thank you,” Steve replied, shooting Clint a sad smile.

“Of course. You’ve got a family here. You’ve just gotta trust us,” Clint started walking off, putting his hands in his jacket pockets.

“I’m trying, Barton.”

“Try harder. Trust me, you won’t regret this, Captain!” Steve watched as he was walking off, a small smirk appearing on his face. He shook his head and got back into his car, leaning back into the seat to relax as much as he could. He opened his eyes and looked over to the storage compartment in the passenger seat. Steve opened it and started searching. He found what he was looking for: a photo of Bucky from the 40s.

He sighed, reminiscing on Bucky’s life.

“I’m so sorry, buddy. I didn’t protect her. But I’m going to find her. We’re gonna get her back. I promise.” His eyes started watering, but he tried his best to clear his eyes. He finally started his car, pulling out of the parking space. He had gotten an apartment that was probably around 2 miles away from S.H.I.E.L.D.’s ground base. When he got to his place, he set his stuff down in the living room and immediately went to his bedroom. He fell asleep almost as soon as he hit the bed, but he woke up early due to his concerned thoughts about Amilia’s situation. He just went back to S.H.I.E.L.D. and worked out for hours to get his mind in the right place to find you.

Oh, if only he knew…

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[wolfs-hunt1]

Wolf Kisses 2

Pairing: Stucky x Shapeshifter reader

Summary: Steve and Bucky find out the truth and end up trying to help (I can’t do summaries, I still have no idea what to write here)

Word count: 2048

Warnings: angsty,  sorry for any typo

A/N: Still not sure where I want to take this XD, but I’m enjoying writing this fic a lot, so until I feel like it isn’t over I’ll keep making some more chapters. Can’t guarantee another one for next monday, because university is about to start, but I’ll try not to take too long.

THANK YOU ALL so much for the suport you have giving this story! I love you all!!!

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Part 1

Bucky buries his head further into a warm neck, inhaling deeply the foreign scent. Bucky doesn’t remember Steve ever having a mild fruity scent on him. He holds the body closer, long locks of hair getting tangled on his fingers. Ok now his sleep heavy mind knows something is wrong, Steve’s hair was short. His mind starts to wake up more, body stirring slowly until he can stand to open his eyes is the barely-there sunlight.

The sight before him made him real back a bit, hand reaching for the knife he kept hidden under his pillow. A woman was nestled in their bed, previously curling herself around bucky’s body, but once he got away, she curled into Steve’s seeking the warmth they radiated.

“Hey…” he whispers, shaking her shoulder for a few seconds. No answer at all. so he tried again, this time a bit louder “Hey, you…” this actually makes Steve stir in his sleep, arms tightening around the girl’s middle and pulling her head into the crock of his neck.

“What Buck…” he grumbles still asleep.

“Steve wake up.” Bucky sais now more forcefully making Steve open his eyes and look at the girl in his arms, alarmed when he doesn’t recognize her. With all the commotion the girl also wakes up, stretching a bit and looking blearily up at the two towering super-soldiers surrounding her. Then her eyes trail to the knife Bucky’s pointing at her and she scrambles out of the best so fast she gets her legs tangled in the sheets and falls, crawling the rest of the way until her back is flush to the window.

She’s breathing hard, hands raised in defense. She looks so tiny tucked in a ball in the corner of their room. Steve looks at the girl and then the knife and puts a hand softly on Bucky’s arm, silently telling him to put it away.

Bucky looks at her, taking in her appearance, and suddenly stops. Her leg was wrapped in bandages, the same leg the wolf had had her bandages. He looks at her eyes, questions zooming past in his head. ‘what did this mean? who is she? where is the wolf?’

“Ok, let’s calm down.” Steve tried to dissipate the electrically charged room, slowly climbing out of the bed and reaching for some sweatpants to put on. Bucky didn’t move from the spot, gaze locked on her, and making her shrink more into herself. From where he stood it looked like she was trying to melt into the glass. He could see Steve approached her softly, like one would a sacred animal, a shirt in his extended hand for her to take. She pulled the shirt down her head and hips, making sure all her body was covered in the oversized fabric. “What’s your name?” Steve tried to keep his voice soft, but even he was confused with what was happening.

“Y/N.” her voice was gruff and small like she hadn’t used it for months, and she had to clear her throat to make herself heard.

“How did you got here?” Steve asks, sitting in the corner of the bed to seem less intimidating to the poor girl.

“You… you brought me here.” her eyes are cast downwards, but she can still see Bucky’s scowl appear on his face. “I’m sorry….” she whispers.

“What do you mean we brought you here?”

“I'm… I’m a shapeshifter.” once neither of them said anything she continued, “I can turn into a wolf. ”

“Oh… you didn’t have to hide you know?” Steve said.

“Being hurt prevented me from shifting back, so I’ve been a wolf for this past week. I must have shifted back during the night…”

“So you’ve lied to us…” Bucky shoots, making you look up at him startled.

“I didn’t lie, I couldn’t even speak! I was being hunted, I ran for shelter. I didn’t ask for you guys to help me, I appreciate it though, but you can’t accuse me of lying.”

“Buck, calm down, let’s all try and get everything straightened up, without accusing anyone.” Bucky glared at him for a full minute before relenting and getting up from the bed, moving to the bathroom to get dressed.“Why don’t you join us downstairs for breakfast? We can talk better after a cup of coffee.” he offered you a kind simile with those words, and after considering it for a moment you relented and got up, leg still a bit sore.

Steve gave you some gym shorts for you to wear, despite having to tie the laces a bit better so they wouldn’t fall, and Bucky came out of the bathroom, fully clothed and a glare directed at you making you look at anywhere but him.

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The kitchen was awfully silent, the only sounds were of the coffee pot dripping, and of the pancakes, Steve was flipping at the stove. You were awkwardly sitting at the stool behind the island counter, Bucky in front of you not saying a word, but you could see the war waging through his eyes.

The atmosphere was suffocating, and making your skin crawl with anxiety. “Look…” you started, “I know I should have said anything sooner, I’m sorry. But the fewer people that know my secret the safer I am.”

“What did you mean you were being hunted?” those are the first words Bucky has uttered in what seems like forever, and so you look at him to give him all of your attention, less he goes back to silently throw daggers at you.

“I… I haven’t seen my family in years. We were a small community of shapeshifters, just living our lives without hurting anyone until they came. Hydra. They burnt our houses to the ground. Killed anyone that tried to protect themselves and captured the rest.” your voice is cracking and so you take a deep breath to ground yourself before you continue. “I managed to run away, and I’ve been running ever since. I’ve been using that cabin whenever I need to recover from any wounds, I had no idea you were going to be there. I… I have been spotted a couple of weeks ago by a poacher. He saw me while I was out hunting, and he started to lay down traps to get me. A giant wolf’s pelt must be worth a lot.”

Steve had plated the pancakes and had put a plate in front of you while you were talking. When you finished and looked at them, he smiled and nodded his head to the place of food in front of you, encouraging you to eat something. You say a small thanks and take small bites from the buttery pancake.

“How did you managed to get stuck on a trap?” Bucky is silently taking in your words.

“After weeks of avoiding him and his traps he started to get more violent. He would hide loaded guns ready to fire with tripwires, he would burry the traps under the snow, he even tried to starve me by scaring away any prey I tried to hunt. In the end, it was the exhaustion of not having sleep in days and my hunger that made me lose focus, I stepped on a trap and panicked, I managed to break the chain and get away from there.

I reached the house to take shelter, honestly, I don’t know what I would do without you guys… I wouldn’t be able to turn back, so I would have just bled to death probably.”

“Hydra killed your family?” his voice is laced with anger and you can see the vein on his jaw thick, his metal fist is closed so tightly that if it were flesh the nails would have pierced the skin.

“They captured most of them. They wanted to use us for their own gains. Once our alpha refused to let them use us, they came back with guns and took them by force. They killed him right in front of me… They killed my father because he refused to stop protecting his pack.” you could feel the tears in your eyes spilling down your cheeks, shaky sobs being swallowed down so you wouldn’t be rendered to a blubbering mess in front of the two guys.

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They let her stay up in their apartment, away from Tony and the experiments he had wanted to do to her wolf self. Bucky keeps his distance, he had felt like she had betrayed him, by hiding who she was, but at the same time, he understood why. She was on the run from hydra, for what she knew they could have tracked her to the cabin and took her.

They weren’t so surprised with what she was, Inhumans had been on shields radar for a long time, so having an entire population be able to turn into wolfs wasn’t such a big deal. The fact that hydra had hunted them and captured them, now that was alarming. Bucky had been silently devising an attack plan to try and find where they had been taken to after they were captured to go with a team to recover them. He knew what suffering at the hands of hydra felt like, and he didn’t want them to have to experience more of that if he could avoid it.

Steve had been talking to her all day, asking questions about her life on the run, and her wolf form, and the fact that she’s been living away neer that cabin for weeks now, with the only human contact she’s had, had been the poacher trying to kill her.

He’s startled from his thinking when he feels her hand on his shoulder, silently questioning if she could sit with him on the small sofa. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to keep apologizing.”

“No, no I do need. You two helped me without thinking twice, and I just used you both to keep me safe from the poacher. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I was scared he would just have followed me and would kill me during the night. So I went to try and sleep on the floor of the cabin’s bedroom.”

“Really? I distinctly remember you hopping on the bed and trying to steal the blankets.” he jokes prompting her to shove him lightly with her shoulder.

“It was freezing in there, and you two are human heaters. So yeah, I also took advantage of that. Besides I didn’t hear you complaining, if anything I was almost going to die if you squeezed me any tighter while you were asleep, I might be fluffy, but I’m not a teddy bear you know?” this makes Steve laugh loudly, holding his shaking sides to try and not fall from his perch on the barstool.

“He doesn’t want to admit it, but he really likes to cuddle while asleep!” he wheezes out between fleeting breaths. You look at Bucky in time to see his red cheeks before he turns his face away from the two of you, grumbling something under his breath.

“Well guys, it’s getting late, I’ll take the couch, and then tomorrow you can let Tony know that his test subject has run away, and then I can just sneak out of the tower and I won’t bother you ever again.

“NO!” Bucky says a bit to fast startling both you and Steve. “I mean, you don’t need to leave. If you stay we can help you find your family.”

“Buck’s right. We’ve been hunting down Hydra bases for a while now, and if we do find where your family has been taken we can save them.”

“Don’t.”

“What?”

“Don’t do that. Don’t give me hope with something you don’t know you can do. We don’t know if they can be save let alone if they are even still alive.”

“Hey…” Steve sais, getting up from the stool and coming to where you had stood up and started pacing, running his hand in your back comfortingly. “Yes, we don’t know that. But if there’s the smallest chance that we can find them, I think we should take it.” his baby blue eyes held a strength you had long thought lost, but they were enough to ground you and give you some hope.

Part 3

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[myfictionaldreams]

Everyone Is Breakable // Mafia!Stucky x Fem!Reader

Summary: Steve and Bucky were invincible in your eyes. They'd never been injured or in a situation where you thought they weren't the ones in control. That is until one day Bucky doesn't return from meeting with a client.

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, polyamory, threesome (F/M/M), angst, fluff, anxiety, death scare, Bucky goes missing, feelings realised, kissing, oral (F & M receiving), handjob, gay sex, vagina sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, size difference, sir kink, creampie, begging, edging, everyone has sex together (finally), not beta read

Words: 7.2k

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Steve Rogers and James Buchanan Barnes were invincible.

Well, they were in your opinion anyway.

For the years that you’d been dating the two of them, they had done feats that were seen to be impossible to the normal person. But then again, they weren’t exactly normal.

There were secrets and rumours throughout Brooklyn that helped to create notorious reputations for the Rogers Mafia’s boss and Deputy that left people scared and yet curious at the same time. The main rumour that was derived from the truth was that Steve and Bucky had been involved in barbaric and ruthless experiments that altered their DNA’s to become the ultimate weapons. Stronger, faster, agility and stamina were all affected and had the enemies running in fear with the inhuman feats that could be achieved. Whenever the two of them were confronted and questioned, the men simply shrug their broad shoulders and smirked arrogantly at the opposer.

The rumours and intimidation only increased with the looming fear of Bucky’s unique metal arm that was made from the world’s strongest metal and liked to be his first weapon used where threats were involved. The enemies were quick to retreat when his leather glove was removed and his fingers clenched into a fist.

Their reputation was not the only reason why you believed them to be invincible but also because as of yet, there had never been a reason to be remotely frightened for their safety. Aside from the swaggering confidence they lived and breathed on a daily basis, other than the busted knuckles from the punishments delivered to the people who deserved it, they had never been injured, not even a black eye or busted nose. Nothing.

They were both so highly trained from their time in the military that they were able to hold their own more significantly than the other people in the same line of work as them.

In the past, there had been injuries and near-death experiences by both Steve and Bucky, before, during and after the military and enough to leave daunting silver scars from stab wounds, gunshots or injuries from other weapons. Especially Bucky and losing his arm during his capture within Hydra, the thick scars that encompassed the area between his shoulder and metal joining, he could hardly even discuss the brutal events that led to his arm injury, not without falling into a headspace that left him worried for everyone's wellbeing but again, that was because of Hydra and the fucked up experiments they performed on him.

Regardless of this, the rest of the events of near-death experiences would have left any normal person to lose their life, but not Steve and Bucky. They always bounced back, leaving you and your relationship feeling secure, safe and never-ending. 

One day, one of them was not safe, and life was threatened so you didn’t know if they were alive or dead.

It was supposed to be a simple visit for Bucky, so simple in fact that he had decided to go by himself, leaving his bodyguard Natasha behind to look after Steve as he remained behind at the office. This was where you also remained with your guard Sam, sitting at the oak table, large enough to sit 10 people and usually reserved for important meetings but today had papers and laptops lazily scattered across as orders were processed. Unphased and unbothered, Bucky left with a quick wave and kiss on the cheek for you as he visited a client unaffectionately nicknamed Ross the Coward, for some undelivered money.

From your right, Steve watched Bucky closely as he left, fingers drumming on the surface of the table as he contemplated letting Bucky go by himself but the second in command was all smiles and confidence as he left to the meeting point. As soon as the office door closed, you were swift with unlocking your phone and clicking on the ‘find my friends’ app, watching the blue dot that represented Bucky’s location closely, a habit that everyone within the gang seemed to do to follow each other's locations and last whereabouts if anything were to go wrong.

From the corner of your eye, Steve also monitored the screen as well whilst continuing with the monotonous choirs of running a mafia gang by responding to queries and emails. It had been a long day for all of you, the type of boring work that had your eyelids heavy and body drained without so much as lifting a finger. Bucky had been almost bouncing off of the walls with boredom and when the opportunity to meet with Ross was discussed, he almost ran from the room in eagerness.

“He’s arrived”, you audibly confirmed to the group as Bucky’s dot slowed to a halt in a back alley somewhere in Brooklyn. Steve physically shuffled closer, his chair creaking under his heavy muscles as his arm slide around your back and rested against your hip, so he could move closer and watch the phone for a couple of minutes over your shoulder but soon became preoccupied by the bare skin exposed in front of him. You knew he was trying to distract you from obsessively watching Bucky’s dot as his lips danced across your sensitive skin, the fine hairs on your arms standing on end as a shiver brushed over your body as he reached behind your ear.

Your eyes closed to concentrate on the delicate touches of his full lips and the light scratch of his stubble but the pleasured moan that was teasing to escape on the tip of your tongue was soon replaced by a frustrated groan as Steve’s phone began to vibrate. The blonde gave an apologetic peck on your shoulder before returning his body to the work he was doing and your eyes continued to momentarily glance at Bucky’s location.

Half an hour passed and Bucky’s location hadn’t shifted, even by a single step the entire time. An unsettled heaviness rested in your stomach, but you tried to shake it off, Bucky was fine, it was only 30 minutes. However, those minutes ticked by and turned into an hour, by which point you were anxiously chewing on the skin surrounding your thumbnail which caught the eye of Steve.

Hanging up the phone, he turned his chair back towards you, knees knocking into yours as he wrapped his fingers around your wrist to ease the thumb from your mouth, “what is it?”

Nodding your head towards your phone you explained, “Bucky’s dot hasn’t moved in over an hour”.

Steve’s crystal blue eyes snapped to the phone at a sickening speed, the grip on your hand tightening by the slightest amount of force, not enough to hurt but enough to show his worries. “Are you sure?” he asked, voice low as leaned closer to the phone, studying the location.

“Yes, I’m sure”, you confirmed, trying to ignore the way your throat felt as if it was closing as you noticed Sam and Natasha now taking note of the situation as well. “It’s not moved at all, not even to show him pacing, I’ve used the app enough to know that it moves as you’re walking”.

Steve’s jaw clenched beneath his beard as lines formed between his eyebrows as they furrowed trying to decide the next steps. Releasing your hands, he turned towards Natasha, opening his mouth to order her to go to the location and see what was happening but the red-haired woman was already standing from her chair, shrugging on his leather jacket and confidently strutting towards the door, “Already on it, Boss”.

Steve tried to remain calm, for your sake anyway but you could tell but the ever so slight twitch of his hand that now rested on your exposed thigh, that he was unnerved by the situation. Sam had also tried to help your nerve by distracting you by making you laugh which worked for a whole minute before you returned to wringing your fingers in your lap, a movement that you usually did when nervous. “It’ll be ok Boss Lady, Bucky’s a big boy, he’ll be ok”.

Even with the heavy weight of Steve’s hand, your leg couldn’t keep still as you had the overwhelming urge to bounce your knee up and down to try and release some pent-up energy. Watching the phone closely, the dot that represented Natasha approached Bucky’s location and only then did his dot begins to move before Steve’s phone rang with Natasha's face and name appearing on the screen.

“He’s not here, his phone was in a trash can”, Natasha informed as Steve placed the phone on speaker so you could all hear.

You were out of your seat before either Steve or Sam. However, just as swiftly as you’d made it to your feet, a rough hand was just as quick to grasp your wrist in a gentle but firm hold, halting your plan to rush to the door. Frowning with a glare, you turned to look at Steve as he stood, not releasing your wrist. The expression on his face had your glare faltering as he looked at you in the way that you liked to call ‘Work Steve’. Jaw clenched and set, lines etched around his eyes with sternness and lips thinned into a tight line.

“You’re staying here”, Steve demanded without leaving any time to argue. No laughter or love in his voice like he usually reserved for when he spoke to you. There was only a strict command that was not meant to be argued against but you were simply not in the mood to sit around waiting for news, feeling unhelpful.

“Absolutely not, I’m coming with you”, your tone attempted to sound as stern as his but your voice wavered with the increasingly nauseating sensation blooming in your stomach.

Steve finally dropped your wrist but that was only because he had forced his chair back and was walking over to his desk at the furthest away point in the room, shoulders broad and muscles straining beneath the tight white shirt as he began to strap his guns to multiple locations across his body. As you watched Steve dismiss you without a single word, your hands began to shake with the adrenaline pounding through your body, and taking lesson than a second to decide between dealing with his wrath or continuing with your plan to help find where Bucky had gone.

You were halfway across the room before Steve suddenly shouted, “Sam!”, without even looking over his shoulders, his enhanced hearing meaning that he heard your footsteps rushing across the room. Your friend and bodyguard stepped into your line of sight at Steve’s command, his hands raised, palms facing you in an apologetic stance.

“Come on Sweetheart, let’s go back to our seat, I’ll get you a coffee or something-”. Without waiting for him to finish the sentence, you efficiently ducked under his arm and continued on your journey.

“I’m not waiting here, neither of you can stop me”. This was very much untrue as Sam’s arm circled your waist and easily trapped your arms to your side in the process as he overpowered you easily. “Sam, get off me!”

“I’m sorry, but orders are orders”, Sam to his credit, did sound apologetic as he held you firmly to his chest. This didn’t stop you from trying to wiggle your way out of his arms, even when it began to hurt with the amount of force you were putting into it, especially as Steve walked in front of you, now wearing his jacket to hide the multiple weapons he had strapped to his shirt.

“Steve please don’t go without me, I want to help! I need to help find him, please let me come with you!”

Your boyfriend had the decency to at least soften his eyes as he gripped your jaw firmly to keep you from moving and hold your attention. His voice was low and steady as he addressed you, his head dipped to try and hold your eye contact. “You will stay here, safe with Sam. I will go and find Bucky and I’m taking everyone with me to search for him and if we find-”. Steve’s confidence faltered enough that he had to shake his head to try and compose himself, returning to the same stern expression. “We will find him, I promise”. With that, he lowered his lips down to gently kiss your temple, breathing in the comforting scents of shampoo, before turning away.

A thousand thoughts were spirling through your mind as Steve turned away from you. Bucky was missing and without his phone. He could be hurt… or worse than hurt and now you had to stand there and watch as Steve went to the same location, leaving you behind to do nothing.

You began to fight harder against Sam’s hold, not caring that it might bruise your arms as you thrashed and twisted your body in an attempt to get free, needing to be there, hating the thought of waiting around helplessly. “Steve!” you shouted enough that it echoed around the room, please don’t leave me here!”

Your boyfriend didn’t acknowledge your pleas as he continued towards the door, shoulders hunched and heavy with worry and the need for vengeance seething through his boiling blood. Lifting his hand to turn the door handle, he was shocked as it twisted before he could even touch it, his hand instinctively reaching for the gun clasped to the holster on his belt as the door opened with a burst.

A dishevelled Bucky rushed into the room having heard your shouts from the end of the corridor, his chest rising and falling with hurried breaths, his jacked was ripped revealing his crisp white shirt to be stained with deep red blood that also crusted over the knuckles on both of his hands. “What’s going on?” he demanded, eyes darting wide and vividly blue as he took in the scene before him of Sam holding you back as tears had begun to flow down your cheeks.

“Bucky!” you screamed in relief, heavily tugging yourself out of Sam’s hold which loosened enough that you fell forward, stumbling slightly before brushing past Steve and into the arms of Bucky who was still confused as to what was going on. Your trembling hands wrapped around your boyfriend's neck as you cried into his shoulders, heart thumping hard in your chest as you felt his arms hug you close.” You’re ok! Thank god you’re ok”.

“What’s wrong? What is it? What the fuck is happening in here?” Bucky frantically asked in confusion, attempting to pull back from the bone-crushing hug so that he could inspect your face but you continued to hold onto him tight, scared that if you let go, he might disappear. When you didn’t answer, his eyes wandered to Steve and then Sam before looking back to his boss and best friend who finally stepped closer.

The mafia boss's eyes were unblinking as he did his own visual assessment, searching Bucky from head to toe and back up again and lingering on the red patches of his shirt. “Are you ok? Are you hurt? Do you need an ambulance? Where have you been?” Steve asked, one worst stumbling into another as placed a trembling hand on Bucky’s shoulder, just to touch him and make sure that he was here and real.

Bucky continued to look confused between Steve and the top of your head from where you still clung to his chest. “Ye-yeah, I’m fine, what’s happened?” Bucky answered more firmly this time.

Taking a deep breath and smelling Bucky to try and ground yourself, noting the way the iron scent overwhelmed his expensive cologne. Trying to compose yourself, you quickly stepped back, releasing your hold on his neck to wipe the wetness on your cheeks from the tears that slowly came to a stop as you truly realised he was ok. As you backed up, you bumped into Steve’s chest and instinctively reached behind for his other hand that was hanging at his side and squeezed it, a silent conversation that was needed between the two as his thumb brushed against the back of your hand.

His other hand remained on Bucky’s shoulder, you could see that he was gripping the man firmly, not wanting to let go as he explained what had happened. “We thought you were missing, I mean - you were missing. The location of your phone hadn’t moved for an hour and when Natasha went to investigate she found it in a trash can. We thought something had happened to you”.

Bucky nodded slowly, processing the information as his eyes flicked between you and Steve. “A trash can? Those assholes…” Bucky muttered under his breath before he clarified what had happened. “Ross the Coward lives up to his nickname as he hired a team of security. They thought they had me cornered at one point but it was easy work to dispose of them but one of the little pricks stole my phone. Probably to stop me from calling for back up but I don’t need backup”, he shrugged confidently. “It’s sorted, their bodies won’t be found it just took some time to clean up the mess before I drove straight here”.

Steve’s chest relaxed against your back as he released a sigh, the tension easing from his body as he needed to clarify one more thing. “So the blood… it’s not yours?” he asked, nodding to the specks of blood on his shirt.

Bucky gave an arrogant, deadpan look. “Come on, do you have such little faith in me?” he pinched the shirt to emphasise, “all their blood, no injuries except a couple of split knuckles but even they are mostly healed”. Lifting his warm hand he wiggled his fingers and proved that there were no lingering cuts, only pink lines left breath all of the dried blood.

When neither you nor Steve responded as you processed the news and that he was ok and not dead in some hidden alleyway, Bucky had his own questions. “So what was all the shouting about? Why did Doll look like she was about to beat up ol’ Sammy boy over there?”

“Steve tried to be heroic and make me stay behind whilst he searched for you, even though it would have been better to have more people searching for you. I wasn’t going to just sit here and wait for everyone to come back”, you explained whilst still squeezing Steve’s hand.

Bucky’s eyes widen slightly before he tried to compose himself by straightening his spine, shoulders rolling back as he addressed Steve. “Oh? So you were going to come and save me? My wonderful knight in shining armour”, Bucky teased with a smirk, taking a towering step closer as you moved gently out of the way, sensing that the two men needed a moment.

Steve’s face was stoic and serious as he simply whispered, “Yes, you know I would”.

Bucky hummed, head tilting to look at you, contemplating for a second, opening his mouth with the plan to continue the flirtatious teasing but the words were lost in thought as Steve’s hand that you’d been holding lifted to cup Bucky’s cheek. He forced Bucky to look at him, his thumb pad stroking across the stubble covering his cheek, in an intimate way that had a warm feeling spreading through your heart.

Steve’s eyes were darting between Bucky’s, then continued on their own journey across the rest of his face, lingering for a second too long on his friend's plump lips as he needed to clarify one more time, “Are you sure you’re ok Buck?”

“Yeah, I’m fine Stevie”, Bucky confirmed, his voice barely audible with how softly he responded, no longer teasing or sarcastic.

“Good”, Steve trailed off for a moment, eyes watching his thumbs exploration across Bucky’s cheek. Your heart was pounding as you watched the interaction, the sincerity on the mafia boss’ face as he struggled with his emotions. “I thought you were hurt, I thought-”, he wasn’t able to finish his sentence as he took the final step closer, using the hand on Bucky’s face to pull him closer so that he could kiss his forehead tenderly and wrapping his arm around his shoulders in a tight hug, releasing a deep breath.

Your cheeks ached with how widely you smiled, your hands grasping together as you rocked on your feet, finding the moment endearing and intimate and clearly needed between the two of them. Over Steve’s shoulder, you caught Sam’s eye as he gave you a little wave before making a swift and quiet exit through the door, giving the three of you some much-needed time alone and so that he could call Natasha and give her an update.

Returning your eyes to Steve and Bucky, they were just relaxing their holds on one another but only so that they could gaze into each other's eyes one more. Steve finally took closed those last inches, making a decision he’d wanted to do for a while but was frightened of the dynamics shifting between them but those minutes of thinking Bucky was hurt, he wouldn’t waste another minute again.

Both seemed to relax and feel whole all at once as Steve tilted his head and kiss Bucky’s lips. Gently, their lips caressed together, taking a second just to taste one another, feel another pair of lips that weren’t yours, both thinking it would feel strange to kiss their best friend but it felt right like they were meant to be.

Biting your lip to hold back the gleeful gasp, you watched in wonder as your boyfriends became more heated, heads tilting and hands grasping onto each other's shirts, crinkling the material as their desperation increased to try and feel more of one another. You watched with increasing fascination and a powerful wave of arousal in your core that had your cunt pulsing with need but this wasn’t about you, it was about Steve and Bucky. The two had been more intimate over the last couple of months but neither made any move to take that step, even with your meddling and interfering so it was a relief to finally see them snap and be together.

Steve pulled back first but only as he grasped Bucky’s bottom lip between his lip, tugging on it until it snapped back to place with a pop. The two men rested their foreheads together, still sharing breaths with how close their faces were. “Don’t ever do something to scare me like that again, Buck”, Steve demanded softly under his breath.

“Yes, Boss”, Bucky quipped before leaning in again for a calmer, softer kiss.

For a moment, you contemplated leaving them to explore one another and have the alone time they both desperately needed but Steve seemed to sense your step towards the door as he released his grip on Bucky’s jaw to point towards you and then crooking his index finger in a ‘come here’ gesture. When he couldn’t hear you make your approach, he pulled away from the brunette with glassy eyes and puffy lips from the kissing as he tilted his head in your direction. “Room for one more, Baby”.

You shifted your weight from one foot to the other, not making any effort to join the two, “are you sure? You two look like you need some alone time and having enough time without me-”.

“Oh get over here already”, Bucky joked, with his signature chirpy smile on his handsome face, his dimples deepening as he reached over to you, taking your hand and pulling you closer.

The smile on your own face only stretched as you were pulled flush again Bucky’s chest as Steve moved around the man to his back, looking at you over Bucky’s shoulder with a flirty eyebrow raised before he was continuing his exploration of Bucky by kissing along his neck.

Grasping onto Bucky’s ripped jacket, you reached up on your tip toes and your lips finally stroked against Bucky’s. The two of you moaned, you even more so at tasting the hints of Steve on your boyfriend's lips, your tongue instantly easing out to taste more of him which Bucky was more than happy to open his mouth and accept the invasion.

Your fingers shook slightly with how firmly you were holding onto Bucky, the relief hitting you all over again that he was ok and really safe between you and Steve. You wanted to taste all of Bucky, needed to feel all of his body and even though you were used to being the centre of attention concerning the intimate moments between the three of you, at that moment, you and Steve needed Bucky to be looked after and praised.

So as Steve continued to tease Bucky’s throat, nipping and sucking on the sensitive flesh just below his ear, your hands loosened their grip but only so that the material could be pushed over his shoulders and allowed to be dropped to the floor. Your nibble fingers rushed to start unbuttoning his bloodied shirts but due to the emotions and adrenaline, it was a difficult and slow job so Steve took a handful of either side of the shirt and pulled, ripping the buttons easily and the material opening so that it too could be pushed over his shoulders and onto the floor, the buttons dropping and scattering all over the floor.

Not a single word was said at the action, other than a deep groan from Bucky as your nails scratched down his torso, feeling the bare, hot flesh beneath, the muscles tensing under your touch. Pulling back from the kiss, you desperately sucked in the air but only for a second as you left open-mouth kisses down his chest, feeling the light sprinkling of dark brunette hair that covered his chest, covering the previously mentioned scars from past injuries.

With his lips now free, Bucky had the freedom to tip his head back and to the side, giving Steve more room to tease and suck purple marks between his throat and shoulder, earning more desperate moans from the man.

Reaching around Bucky, you grasped onto Steve’s hands and pulled them around his front, helping the man to know where to touch the other, knowing that even though they had seen you fuck both of them, it was different having to do it themselves. Steve pulled back from dominating Bucky’s neck to cast his lust-filled eyes on you, smirking as he followed your lead as you moved Steve’s hands over Bucky’s abs and lower still until they landed on top of his belt.

Just before undoing it, Steve moved his lips to Bucky’s ear lobe, nipping with his sharp teeth before asking, “What do you say Bucky? Do you want this?”

Steve needed to hear him say it, that he wanted both yours and his touch. He was thankfully answered with a deep, aroused groan as Bucky huskily grunted, “fuck yes, don’t you dare stop”.

You and Steve shared an equally relieved grin before you dropped to your knees as the mafia boss continued to skillfully undo Bucky’s belt, clasp and zipper. This was where you took over, pushing the material over his firm arse until his trousers rested midthigh and you were eye level with his boxers-covered cock that was straining beneath the material.

“My favourite sight”, Bucky complimented, looking down at you and resting his hand on the back of your head as you smiled deviously up at him with wide eyes. With your hands resting on his toned, hairy thighs, you left the next step to Steve who thankfully continued undressing Bucky as he pulled the waistband of his boxers down, letting them join his trousers.

Now you were staring at the beautiful sight of Bucky’s thick, red cock that was already leaking beads of precum causing the tip to glisten. Glancing back up at Steve over Bucky’s shoulder, you raised an eyebrow to notify them that he should have the first touch.

With one large hand resting on Bucky’s abs, Steve’s other hand lowered and wrapped around the middle of Bucky’s cock. Bucky’s hips instantly thrust forward at the touch, his mouth dropping open as he looked at where he was being touched by his best friend, feeling the difference between having your smaller, softer hand and Steve’s big rough hand, deciding then and there that both were perfect.

SteveBucky'sd Bucky's cock a few times, spreading the precum and just trying to get used to touching another man's cock, noting the pressure he enjoyed and areas to give every attention to. Then, Steve held the base of it so that he stayed still and proud standing for you to inch forward and lick the tip.

“Fuck, both of you feel so good”. Bucky praised as he watched you as took more of his cock into your mouth Steve continued to hold it for you to suck as he subtly thrust his own clothed cock into Bucky’s back.

You thoroughly worshipped Bucky, loving the feeling for that moment of being in control with Steve, having Bucky between the two of you, moaning and losing his cool as you both pleasured him. His cock was salty and perfect as it lay heavy against your tongue as you attempted to take more of it into your mouth until it stroked the back of your throat, causing your eyes to water slightly.

You were so thoroughly aroused by the sight of Bucky rosy-cheeked and looking at you in awe with Steve still teasing him over his shoulder. Your thighs clenched closed, needing to feel some relief but nothing was what you needed so pulling off the tip of the cock with an audible pop, you nuzzled into his thigh with wide, hopeful eyes as you asked, “Please may I touch myself, sir?”

Bucky’s hand cradled against your cheek, thumb playing with your bottom lip that was already puffy from the blowjob you were giving. “Oh darlin’, you can do whatever you want when you’re looking so pretty like that for me”.

You grinned in relief up at him, turning to kiss his palm before straightening your stance on your knees once more but spread your legs, giving yourself room to drop a hand from his thigh to beneath your dress, pulling up the material until it bunched at your waist. You sighed in relief as you began to pleasure Bucky with your mouth once more but now your fingers could circle your clit over your soaked underwear.

“Doesn’t our girl look good for us, on her knees like that”, Steve joined the praises for you as he began to tweak one of Bucky’s nipples, causing the man to thrust deeper into your throat.

Bucky turned his head to make out with Steve over his shoulder, the two of them groaning as their tongues brushed together, tasting one another as you tasted Bucky’s cock. However, eventually, as Bucky’s cock began to throb harder in your mouth, did he ease your face away from him with a curse under his breath. “Shit, if you keep that up I’m going to cum already and I think… I think I want more, need to feel more”, he stated with a sense of uncertainty in his eyes with what it was exactly that he was asking.

You tried to decipher what it was that Bucky was asking as you asked him, “What do you say, Buckaroo? Think you can take Steve’s fingers better than I can? Is that what you want?” The throaty groan that Bucky released as he closed his eyes and cock visibly throbbed with more precum dripping from the end was answer enough before he nodded his head.

“Why don’t you take off the rest of your clothes Buck and help baby girl onto the table”. Bucky’s eyes lit up as he caught onto Steve’s idea but you weren’t sure why you needed to be on the table for Bucky to be fingers but either way, you accepted Bucky's helping hand to stand.

Bucky kicked off his shoes and remaining clothes, leaving him beautiful and naked. Then he helped you over to the edge of the table, hands resting on your hips to lift you up and onto it, making sure your dress was still clumped around your waist. With a simple snap of his metal fingers, the flimsy material of your lace underwear was destroyed and floating to the floor as he bent over, licking his lips with hunger devouring his eyes as witnessed your soaked pussy.

Without wasting another second his tongue was stroking between your pussy lips, sucking and licking your juices before circling your throbbing clit in slow, calculated circles. All you could do was cry out, using one hand to hold the back of his hair and the other to rest against the table behind you to keep you upright. Bucky didn’t stop with his pleasure, even as he lifted one of your legs and eased it over his shoulder, giving him more room to ease two fingers into your desperately clenching hole.

As you succumbed to the pleasure, you half noticed Steve walking over to his main desk across the room, rifling through his draws before returning with the emergency bottle of lube that was usually saved for you. But now, as you watched over Bucky’s shoulder, you finally realised what their plan was.

With the height of the table, Bucky had to bend over to attach his mouth to your cunt, leaving his ass bare and ready for whatever Steve had planned. The blonde muscular man admired the view for a moment, grasping the globes of Bucky's firm cheeks and spreading them slightly and biting his lip as he saw his target.

Steve liberally coated his fingers in lube, thoroughly spreading the gel everywhere and then also squirting some onto the hole directly. During the experimental times during hundreds of sexual encounters between the three of you, you’d been able to see just what Steve and Bucky liked being done to them. Bucky, much to his surprise, absolutely loved to have his prostate milked as you sucked him off and even though the last few times and contemplated using something bigger as sometimes your fingers just weren’t big enough however never got to the point of something bigger as he’d usually cum by the time Steve had found a reasonable size dildo for him to use.

Steve had been just as reluctant but seeing the way Bucky responded to your fingers had wanted to try it as well had found that he liked a rimjob and a couple of fingers to stroke his prostate and had thought about asking Bucky to fuck him multiple times but once again, never made the move to do so with the fear of the relationships changing. Now however, there was no stopping him from asking but that would be for a later date, today was just about Bucky’s pleasure and giving him exactly what he wanted.

“We are still using the traffic light system, Buck, if you need to stop or pause it's yellow or red, understand?” Steve stated in as serious of a tone as he could muster as he watched Bucky continue to eat you out.

“Mmm, understood”, Bucky agreed, nodding his head which only stimulated your clit further as he mumbled around it.

Steve nodded and began to press his thick, rough and thoroughly lubed finger against Bucky’s hole, being careful to rock it in and stretch the muscle, not wanting to hurt him but Bucky wasn’t having any of the teasing today. With a throaty grunt, he pushed his hips back and took the entire length of Steve’s index finger, loving the hinting of the stretching burn.

He fully removed his face from your cunt to praise Steve, “fuck that feels so good, please Stevie, give me more, I need more”. Then he was right back on you again, fingers curling right against your spot and lips sealed around your clit, sucking it into his mouth. Your moans of pleasure were driving him insane and his cock was continuously leaking drips of precum, he didn’t have much longer before he came and wanted to still make it long enough to soak your pussy with his seed.

Steve gawked at the sight of his finger disappearing inside his best friend's asshole. His own cock was painfully hard and het to feel any relief but he didn’t care, needing to see just how far Bucky could go before even beginning to think about himself. Feeling the muscle beginning to relax and adjust to the side of his finger, he began to inch it in and out, ignoring Bucky’s pleas for more, and instead going deciding for himself when Bucky felt relaxed enough.

Steve finally added another finger, spending some time working the hole wide and teasing his prostate within, feeling Bucky shivering and gasping with how good it felt. Even having to stop on occasions as Bucky frantically tried to calm himself down and not cum yet.

You, on the other hand, had already came twice on Bucky’s mouth and fingers. You were so sensitive and so thoroughly aroused by Bucky's skilful body but hearing and seeing just how much Steve’s fingers were making him feel and especially knowing that Bucky was practically edging himself just sot hat he could cum in your pussy.

You were trying to catch your breath from the last orgasm, your back flush against the table as your arm couldn't hold your weight up anymore with your limbs now feeling like jelly. Bucky on the other hand was teasing and nipping your thighs, giving your sensitive pussy a moment to rest before he planned to fuck you.

Glancing over his shoulder, Bucky’s pupils were blown so wide that his eye colour looked black, your juices soaking his chin as he demanded, “Steve if you don’t fuck me right now, I can promise you right now that when we get home, I won’t suck your dick like I’ve been planning too since you ripped open my shirt”.

Steve’s eyes darkened just as much as Bucky's as he pulled his fingers out of Bucky’s slightly gaping hole and began to undo his belt and zipper, reaching into trousers and boxers and easing out his aching cock. He didn’t bother with removing any other article of clothing as he helped Bucky to stand up, the two of them shuffling forward so that Bucky could line himself up at your dripping cunt.

You lazily opened your eyes, grinning at the sight of Bucky preparing to fuck you with Steve over his shoulder. Both of their cheeks were flushed pink and their bodies trembling with the anticipation of the fucking that was about to take place.

Bucky rested a hand next to your head, leaning down for a second to delicately kiss your lips, “colour?” he asked, noting how cock drunk you already looked.

“Very, very green”, you responded, lifting your hands to cup his cheeks, pulling him into one more kiss before you felt the tip of his cock at your entrance, He slowly entered you, your pussy stretching and pulsing around him as you tried to take his full size, thighs trembling with the exertion until the two of you were full fitted together.

Bucky kissed your exposed shoulder as he spread his stance slightly, making it easier for Steve to slide behind him and rock his cock between his arse cheeks, smearing the excessive amounts of extra lube over his shaft.

“I need to hear your colour too, Buck”, Steve demanded, one hand on the base of his cock and the other wrapped around the form of Bucky to grip his jaw, tilting his head so that his mouth was next to his ear.

“Very, very green”, he repeated your words back with a content smirk and you could feel his cock throb inside of you as Steve kissed his jaw.

All three of you seemed to hold your breath as Steve carefully slid his thick cock into Bucky's hole. A wonderful chorus of moans and groans filled the air. Steve couldn’t believe how good it felt to be inside of Bucky, finally doing something he had wished to do for so long. You were almost close to your third orgasm just from watching your boys fit together, and you could also feel just how much it was affecting Bucky with how hard his member was inside of your cunt.

Then there was Bucky, who had next felt such overwhelming pleasure before in his life. For his hole to be the most stretched and full he’d ever experienced, his prostrate being heavily jabbed by Steve’s cock and for Bucky’s own cock to be in his favourite place in the world: your warm, tight, wet pussy. He was in heaven. You all were.

Steve did most of the thrusting for all three of you. With a heavy hand resting on Bucky’s shoulder blades, he pushed the man forward and began to rock his hips back and forth. The momentum shifted Bucky's hips to them move in and out of you until all three of you were moving together.

Bucky was trembling with how much he was trying to hold back his orgasm, a constant stream of filthy moans floating from his mouth as he tried to get you to your third orgasm. However, because you were already so sensitive and overwhelmed with emotions, all it took was a couple of heavy-handed circles of Bucky metal fingers against your clit and you were arching your back, pussy fluttering and tightening in bursts around your boyfriend's cock.

“Holy fucking shit, Doll, feel so good, I - I think I’m going to cum already, fuck Steve don’t stop”. Bucky's gasps and pleas were just as desperate as his expression as he tried not to cum, tried his best to hold back his orgasm but it was no use.

Especially as you cupped his cheek and begged for him to find his own relief, “Please Bucky, want your cum in me so bad, need to feel you filling me up, cum for me”.

“Shit- Ah!”, he grunted, eyes clenching closed as he purposefully still his hips against Steve’s fucking, his mouth gaping open in a deep moan that you would remember for the rest of your life as one of the most beautiful sights you’d ever seen.

You could feel him, the pulsing of his cock, the thick load soaking your walls. Steve could too as Bucky’s hole clenched so hard his cock was suffocated and Steve joined the two of you in your erotic orgasms, his hips stuttering to a stop as his hot seed pumped into Bucky until finally he collapsed against Bucky’s back.

Bucky was half laying over your body against the table so you could easily run your fingers over the back of his head and also through Steve’s as you all tried to process what had just occurred and the relationship that had changed, and all for the better.

“So… how does it feel to be railed by Steve?” you asked innocently to Bucky. The man chuckled deeply, his chest vibrating against yours.

“Probably as good as it felt to be railing you”, he joked, causing you and Steve to laugh. Life was going to be very interesting between the three of you.

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[holylulusworld]

The End

Summary: To get hold of Brock Rumlow, his nemesis Steve Rogers is not holding back. He will cross lines if he has to, even if this means to use Brock’s sister to take him down.

Pairing: Cop!Steve Rogers x Rumlow!Reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes

Warnings: angst, mentions of injuries, pregnant reader, language, scared reader, comforting, fluff

A/N: Just a short epilogue to end this series.

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This is the end. The thought won’t let you go watching the doctor and nurse talk to Director Fury. Your throat tightens and you fear you will blank out any minute.

“He’s going to be alright, doll. Breathe, Y/N. Steve is too stubborn to die that easily. You’ve got no clue how strong your boyfriend is.”

Bucky runs one hand gently up and down your back while you try to get a glimpse of Steve when the door to his room opens.

“I…I need to see him, please.” Tearing up you look at the doctor who ignores you for the longest time. “I said, I need to see my man!” Your voice rises and the doctor's head snaps toward you.

“Doc, you better let that girl into Steve’s room. She’s his wife.” Bucky insists and you squeeze his flesh hand to thank him. “I am his brother and we want to see him. Right. Now.”

“Sir, we need to ask you to calm. Detective Rogers is in no life-threatening status. You can see him after my colleague checked his wound.” Your hands shake hearing the word ‘wound’.

“I am a doctor too. Please tell me what’s wrong with my husband.” Sniffling you feel like your legs are about to give in. “I want to know how he is!”

“Mrs. Rogers, I have to ask you to take a deep breath. You shouldn’t stress yourself in your condition.”  The doctor tries to reason with you but your stoic face and the angry look in your eyes tell him to fall silent.

“Only as I am pregnant doesn’t mean you can hide my husband’s condition from me. I want to see him. Right. Fucking. Now.” Even Fury flinches at your outburst when the nurse next to the doctor chuckles lightly.

“You heard my sister-in-law. We want to see my brother.” Bucky balls his metal hand into a fist right when the door to the room opens. 

Steve slowly walks out of the room, his bullet-proof vest in his hands he watches you and Bucky fight with the doctor.

“Doll? What are you doing here?” Steve mumbles when you run to his side to check on him. “Baby Girl?” Gasping you tug at his shirt to see three bullet holes.

“How bad is it, Stevie?” Sniffling you look up at your husband. “Are you in pain?” 

“Oh-Y/N. I got hit but three bullets, but my vest saved me, doll. I got one bruised rib and a few bruises at my back, nothing serious.” Steve gently places one hand onto your baby bump, a soft smile on his lips.

“How’d this happen? You promised you are a desk jockey now, Steve. You said that you will not risk your life anymore. Still, here we are in the middle of a hospital and you have three bullet holes in your shirt.” Lips quivering you look up at Steve.

“Doll, I promised I am a desk jockey. This was…revenge.” Steve sighs while he gently runs his hands up and down your arms. 

“A guy from my past, my time at the army believed he needs to blame me for losing his position at the team. He got arrested back then after me, Bucky and two others gave a statement.” Bucky grunts remembering Danny Leighton and his doings.

“What did he do?” Gently rubbing your belly Steve sighs. He thought, or rather hoped this part of his life lies in the past but as people say, ‘your past always catches up with you’. “Stevie?”

“We were on a mission around ten years ago. All of us were young, carefree, and got thrown into a war which wasn’t ours. 

One day we were at home, drinking beer and making fun – the next week we stood in the middle of a battlefield and were covered in blood.” Your husband’s voice cracks, and you know, he tries to shelter you.

“It’s alright, Steve. Just tell me what happened, I can take it.” His lips press a soft kiss to your temple, and you relax when he wraps his strong arms around you. “Stevie…”

“He did something a good man; a member of the U.S. Army should’ve never done. Let’s say he involved civilians in the war we were fighting. He was…”

“A bastard, Y/N. Sorry, punk but that’s the ugly truth. That man went into a village and killed innocent people, accusing them to be soldiers. Truth is – he killed three old men and two kids. There were a young woman and he…”

“Don’t Buck. She doesn’t need to hear all of it.” Bucky nods, giving his friend a sad smile. “I still blame myself for not being faster and stopping him before he had the chance to hurt people.”

“Steve, Danny was one sick lunatic. What he did was inhuman. You know it, the Colonel knew it and the judge knew it. I got no clue why they let him go.” Pacing around the hallways Bucky curses.

“It did not happen on U.S. ground. My word and yours stood against his. A smeary lawyer took over his case. Files disappeared. The girl's statement too and, in the end, – they let him go.” Steve runs his hands gently up and down your back when you rest your head against his chest.

“How’d he hit you? I mean, no one ever managed to sneak on you.” Bucky grins when Steve gives him a dirty look. “You’re getting old man, just saying.”

“He shot me when I walked out of the building. Good thing I showed the recruits how to use their bulletproof vest or …” 

Steve stops talking when you look up at him with fear in your eyes. “He’s dead and gone. That man will not hurt anyone ever again. I promise I’ll only train our recruits and do paperwork, doll.”

Sniffling you nod before you wrap your arms tightly around Steve. He smiles when he feels your seven months baby bump press against this abs. “Did your bump grow again?”

“Hey!” Head snapping upward you glare at Steve who has a smug grin on his lips. “I am pregnant with not one but two babies! I can’t help it when I get hungry all the time.”

“Detective, how about you bring your girl home and cook something nice for her?” Bucky snickers hearing your stomach growl. “She seems to be hungry again, punk. That’s your punishment for knocking her up with twins.”

“That’s no punishment, Buck.” Smiling Steve cradles your face to press soft kisses to your lips. “I’ll bring my girl home now.”

“How do you feel Steve?” Checking on his ribs you frown. “Does it still hurt? Can you breathe? Do you need pain meds?”

Steve smiles when you hover over him like a mother hen. He already imagines you barefoot running after his kids while he brings the wood to the fireplace. 

“Stop watching me, Rogers. I try to fix the mess you made.” Sighing you carefully straddle his lap to stroke his chest. “I was scared, Stevie. Never do such a thing again.”

“I promise, this was the first and last time you have to worry about me. Now let me check on you, wife.” Snickering you raise your shirt to show Steve your swollen belly. “So beautiful.”

“Don’t give me those eyes, Rogers! Two are the limit.” Steve rubs his hands over your belly, and you sigh seeing the look he gives you. “Steve.”

“How about I tell you about my dream…” Your eyes round when Steve starts talking.

“I see you chasing after our kids, barefoot as you forgot your shoes. I bring in firewood and we sit around the large Christmas tree I found for our family. Four kids sit with us and another is in your belly.”

“Steve…” Sniffling you press your lips to his. Steve just revealed his secret dream. Having a large family with you. “You have a breeding kink, baby.” 

“I just want kids with you, a family. Kitty can have more kids too.” Now you laugh as he looks at Kitty lie in front of the fireplace, surrounded by three other cats.

“Kitty will not want more kids. She’s getting old, Baby.” Humming Steve looks at your baby bump and your features soften. “Let us survive the twins and we can think about having more kids. I love you Steve and with you, I’ll have a football team.”

“Love you too, Y/N. Now tell me about your dreams…” Snuggling into Steve’s side, you pat his chest. “Doll?”

“I want to be married to the man I love. Check. I want to have a home with him. Check. I want to get pregnant with his kids after we are married for like five years. Check.” Steve hums when he presses a soft kiss to your hair.

“I think my dreams came true, Steve. I got a cozy home, my husband, two kids on their way, a job I love, and Kitty is still with us.” Smiling wildly, you look up at Steve and for the first time, you see tears in his eyes.

“I got all I want too, with you…doll...”

“Now that was what I call cheesy, but I love it…”

THE END...

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[honeyvbarnes]

Clean Slate

*gif not mine*

Pairing: SamBucky x Enhanced!Reader

Summary:What happens after the end of the world? Start a new life, what else?

Warnings: Polyamory, little angst, little fluffy words tbh

A/N: I did it… Idk how, but I did IT. This is 100% inspired by the 0.5 seconds of tfatws content we got from the Marvel “Big Game” spot during the super bowl. This is in no way, shape, or form based on the actual plot of the show (because we don’t know that yet), so this is solely based on my hopes and dreams. ALSO since I got such amazing feedback from my first Stucky one-shot, I figured it’s the perfect time for some SAMBUCKY!! Hehehe, ENJOY!

P.S. Shout out to that anon that helped create this idea! This one’s for you!

*

The world swallowed you whole, and spit you out. That was before the “blip.” A rough life, you were different from everyone around you. As an enhanced individual you stayed in hiding most of your life. The way the world itself was changing, with alien attacks, secret nazi organizations, and almighty superheroes, you decided it’d be best to stay out of the spotlight. Never using your powers for evil, nor good, you hadn't learned how to control them, so you stay under the radar. Yet karma was never one of your close friends.

*

Sam Wilson had found you one late night, in a small alley way of your hometown. Drenched in blood, surrounded by your attacker’s corpses. Five bodies splayed out, limbs dismembered, and spines twisted in inhumane ways.

“I- I didn’t mean to.. I swear, I-“

He stands frozen as he studies you. You stand before him in a pool of crimson, doe eyes wide with uncertainty and guilt, your hair wild sticking up every which way. He can tell by the bodies that you didn’t use your bare hands to murder, and the assorted weapons on the ground indicates whatever you did was out of self defense.

“I believe you, honey.” He says as calmly as he can, hands lifted up in show of no harm.

You’ve never killed anyone before, nonetheless hurt anyone. You agree to go with him. He promises help, a new life, and you allow yourself to trust, something that doesn’t come so easily.

He takes you under his wing, or wings, and promises to keep you out of the spotlight of the government. While the Avengers are away on missions, he has time to train you, to build your confidence with your powers. He respects your decision of not wanting to join the team, he understands because he hasn’t agreed to join the team either.

“I’m more of a soldier than a spy.”

As the years go by, your love and adoration grows for Sam. He saved you, and kept word to all his promises. Sam kept you safe, you’d stay devoted to him until your last breath.

*

The word turned upside down. Thanos, the plague known to many planets and galaxies alike. Sam tried to warn you, he tried to keep you safe. A quick call to keep you updated as the earth was under attack.

“This is the big one Sweetheart, the end of the world. Stay hidden, and only use your powers as needed, just like we practiced. Everything’s going to be okay, I promise. I love you.”

His words seep out of the phone with desperation, every syllable laced with worry. He tries to assure you that they’ll win this war, but you both know the truth, there’s no denying it. His voice is the last thing you remember. You hold onto it as everything around you turns black, and your body to ash.

*

It doesn’t take Sam long to track you down. Only two weeks after “the blip”, you now know it’s been named, he finds you. You’ve been on the run, completely lost, and unsure where to go. You nearly topple over at the sight of Sam. He stands across the street, struck with amazement that he even found you in the first place. The ground shakes with the intensity of your emotions, the control of your powers go untamed as you cry out for your lost lover. He runs to you, scoops you up into his forgiving arms and holds you tight. Apologies falling from his lips as if he is the one to blame for the end of the world. You reassure him with kisses of every kind. A sweet reunion that you’ve only dreamed of for everyday since your resurrection. It’s only when he’s set you back on your feet that you realize he isn’t alone. “Sammie, who’s uh- who’s this?” You ask, anxiety peaking, but you catch the apologetic gleam in the man’s crystal blue eyes. He’s breathtakingly gorgeous, you can’t deny it, but he stands with his shoulders slumped, hands shoved deep in his pockets. You can tell he’s nervous too. There’s something utterly familiar about him.

“Y/N, this is Bucky. We’ve got a lot to discuss, baby girl.”

*

“So you’re like Captain America now?”

Sam had explained everything, from coming back from the dead to help Steve fight, to the quantum realm, which is to your knowledge just a time machine. Steve had given Sam the shield, a symbol of new hope. Not to put any pressure on the man, but to assure him of how much he deserved it.

“Well, not entirely. I’d never live up to Steve as Captain. I’m not even sure why he gave it to me, if I’m being honest.” He snorts.

“It’s because you’re a good man, Sam.” Bucky speaks from his seat at the table. A gentle smile adorns his face.

The three of you sit at the kitchen table of your new home. Sam said it was a safe house Tony Stark had built a while back, and it sits just a couple miles outside of the old compound grounds. It’s a quaint little house really, charming decor that reminds you of how a grandmother would decorate, far from anything modern. It’s secluded, not another building in site. You think you might like it here.

“So what now?”

*

The next couple of weeks fly by. Sam decides it would be a good idea to stay low for a couple of months. Give the world time to rebuild after a long five years of depression and uncertainty.

You spend your time getting to know your new roommate. Bucky is charming, and you decide immediately that you’re quite fond of him. He’s quiet and shy, but he has a side to him that just exudes charm and wit. You get along well, and you make a special place for him in your heart, right next to Sam.

You’re not quite sure when it happens but the three of you fall into an effortless love. The already existing relationship of you and Sam accepts Bucky with open arms. You watch the way Sam and Bucky talk to each other. The way that Sam encourages Bucky to be himself, and the way that Bucky explains every single reason why Sam would succeed in being Captain America. There’s a beautiful love blossoming between the two men, and you keen in watching it grow.

For a while, it was unspoken. Some nights you’d spend with Sam and the others you’d spend with Bucky. You’d tend to each of them with a full heart. It was easy, the way you’d love them both, and they never once had an ounce of jealousy in their bodies. They showered you with affection in return.

Both men know they’re in love with you. They expressed it one evening after you made them a special dinner. Sam was the first to speak it into existence.

“We’re not saying you have to choose between us baby girl, we both love you to no end.”

“Yeah Doll, we’re happy with the way things are right now, and we don’t want to pressure you into choosing.” Bucky adds.

“Can’t I have you both? Don’t you love each other as well?”

Bucky tenses up, his shoulders pulling back forcing him to sit stiffly. Sam, in contrast, lets his posture slump. They both stare at you as if you created life itself. Wide eyes, mouths agape, Sam starts to say something but it comes out in stutters, so he stops.

“What are you sayin’ Y/N? You want to be with us both? I want to be with you, just as much as I want to be with Sam.” Bucky speaks, eyes quick to filling with tears of joy. He reaches next to him and takes Sam’s hand in his.

“You- You want to be with me too, Buck?” Sam hesitantly asks. When they meet gazes, your heart nearly explodes. The adoration both men have for each other speaks volumes. They answer their questions with a passionate kiss. Years of tiptoeing around each other, the teasing and the banter, finally explodes between the two. They love each other, just as much as they love you. Suddenly you’re being pulled into their laps, huddled into one heap on the couch. They both kiss you, pouring their emotions into each kiss. You’ll never tire of the feeling of both of them on you.

“James, Sammie, I love you so much.”

*

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[nerdy-bookworm-1998]

Heart of the Ocean part 2

Pairing: Stucky x reader Words: 659 Warnings: none A/N: Omg I can’t believe it took me so long to update this, thank you all so much for your patience. If you would like to be tagged in future chapters/works feel free to send me an ask and please leave feedback/reblogs. Also feel free to check out my ko-fi and patreon, the links are available in my bio.

On a small island, there is a beach largely concealed by volcanic rock, with large eroded holes that serve as skylights and lush vegetation, laden with myriads of edible fruits and nuts.

In the middle of the normally still water there is a disturbance; small ripples accompanied by bubbles. Moments later a blond head emerges, swiftly followed by the rest of the strong, lithe form carrying an unconscious young woman in his arms.

Steve moved towards the shore with inhuman speed and grace. He gently lay her down on the sand out of the way of the water gently lapping at the ground beneath. Pressing his fingers tenderly against her wrist, he could feel the weak pulse of blood moving through her veins. Relieved by this discovery, he slowly dragged himself up next to her. With a deep, steadying breath he placed his hands over her chest and pushed down firmly three times before pinching her nose and tipping her head back to blow air into her mouth.

As he pulls away, the girl convulses, water streaming from her nose and mouth. He swiftly turns her on her side so she would not choke on the liquid being expelled from her lungs. Before she can open her eyes, Steve slides back into the water and swims to a rock nearby that is just big enough to hide his body behind but still allow him to watch her.

He watched as her lashes fluttered open and she slowly sat up, taking in her surroundings with wide, doe-like eyes. As she craned her neck to survey what she could see her eyes landed on the blond selkie. She gave a startled "Oh!" of surprise.

She slowly moved closer to the waterline, stopping right where the ocean met the shore. There she sat down and crossed her legs beneath her with a shy smile. "Hello," she croaked out, her voice raspy from the saltwater she had inhaled. "My name is y/n, what's yours?" she asked softly.

Under normal circumstances, Steve might have hidden further behind the rock, but there was something different about this woman, something that made him trust her. "Steve," he replies, slowly inching out above the rock.

"It's nice to meet you, Steve. Are you the one who saved me? Brought me here?" she asks curiously.

Steve could feel heat flooding his cheeks and his lips pulling into a wide smile as he nodded his head vigorously. By now he was half-way unhidden, but if the woman noticed anything odd, she did not comment on it.

"Thank you," she says softly, her lips mirroring his smile.

"You're welcome," he replies. "What do you remember, y/n?" Steve asks, swimming steadily closer, almost as if his body had a mind of its own.

At this, the woman's face clouds over as she tries to stretch her memory. "I was on a boat..." she recalls slowly. "I was on my way home when a storm struck...the waves were rough...I lost my footing and fell into the water...I couldn't figure out which way was up...then there were faces in the water...I was hit over the head...and then everything went black..."

By now Steve was sitting next to her, his tail still in the water, but his torso was uncovered. He slowly reached out to touch her hand. When she did not flinch he gently entwined their fingers. "I'm so sorry..." Steve whispered.

Y/N merely nods, her eyes starting to slip closed from exhaustion and her head drooping. As her head lands on Steve's shoulder, a feral hiss echoes throughout the cavern, startling her wide awake. "What was that?" she asks Steve.

"That is Bucky, he's my mate," Steve says with a tone that's halfway between adoration and exasperated as he looks at the shadowy figure in the water swiftly moving towards them.

"Uh oh," she gulps, feeling complete as if she had just walked out of the frying pan and into the fire.

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[buckybarnesbingo]

Week 3 Roundup!  We’ve got a lot of amazing bingo fills for this week, so click through and revel in all the awesome Bucky content!

Title: Crossing The Multiverse For.....Muffins? Collaborator: tonylovedthestarstoofondly Link: AO3 Square Filled: B5 - “Bucky/Tony” Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: fluff and humor Summary: When two people dressed like spiders drop into his kitchen, Bucky offers them blueberry muffins. He wasn't rude. Word Count: 867

Title: Lime Blossoms Collaborator: candycanedarcy Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y5 - Clint Barton/Hawkeye Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Teen Major Tags: flowershop and tattoo parlor AU, misunderstandings, fluff Summary: Bucky runs a flower shop. KaBloom is his pride and joy. He's not expecting to fall for the hot tattoo artist at the new tattoo place next door, but Bucky figures he can just shove acacias and daffodils at the Hot New Guy until Bucky gets over him. It doesn't work out quite as well as he'd hoped. Word Count: 5240

Title: the curious case of clint’s kleptomania Collaborator: nightwideopen Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y1 -  WinterHawk Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Gen Major Tags: shapeshifter AU Summary: Clint can’t seem to stop stealing things. And it’s fine until it isn’t. Word Count: 1802

Title: Meet Me At The End Collaborator: NachoDiablo Link: AO3 Squares Filled: Chapter 1 - K1: secret relationship Chapter 2 - K2: teammates Chapter 3 - K3: image of Bucky in Wakanda Chapter 4 - K4 -  bathing/showering Chapter 5 - Bucky Bear Ship: IronFalcon Rating: Explicit Major Tags: long distance relationship, first time, explicit sexual content Summary: "If the whole universe was going to go to shit, then Bucky was determined to get in some quality hookup time beforehand." Bucky and Sam have smack talked their way into a long distance relationship. Now it's the end of the world, and they've finally got some alone time. Word Count: 4040

Title: Y1 - First Time Collaborator: greyishbasia Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Y1 - First Time Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Gen Major Tags: art Summary: Bucky and Clint napping

Title: Cryogenic Memories Collaborator: LostSpaceCadetLeon Link: AO3 Square Filled: C1 -  IMAGE: TWS in Cryo Ship: Stucky Rating: Teen Major Tags: tranquilizer use, choke hold Summary: Steve manages to take Bucky away from his life with Hydra and is willing to work with Bucky on restoring his memories. This gives Bucky the chance to break free from the chains Hydra has constantly kept him in. Word Count: 1347

Title: Recruits Collaborator: HogwartsToAlexandria Link: AO3 Square Filled: K2 - sleep deprivation Ship: Stucky Rating: Gen Major Tags: Steve's pre-serum illness, pining, first kiss Summary: Bucky can barely stand on his own two feet by the time morning comes back and he has to face both the Colonel and the hell that is training to enter the US army. But caring for Steve is second-nature, has been for years and he doesn't regret a minute of it all. Word Count: 1239

Title: Winding Down Collaborator: AvengersCompound (emilyevanston) Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 -  KINK: don't stop Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content Summary: After a long day Bucky helps you let things go. Word Count: 1340

Title: It's Late and My Heart's a Mess Collaborator: Trashcanakin Link: AO3 Square Filled: C5 -  cuddling and snuggling Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: nightmares, light angst Summary: Bucky has a nightmare, thankfully Tony is there to help him, in the best and softest ways. Word Count: 1902

Title: Art for After Midnight Collaborator: feignedsobriquet Link: Pillowfort Square Filled: U5 - magic Ship: WinterIron Major Tags: Teen Summary: art

Title: Come in from the Rain Collaborator: debwalsh Link: AO3 Square Filled: U3 -  On the Run Ship: Stucky Rating: Teen Major Tags: past abuse, angst with a happy ending, A/B/O Summary: Bucky Barnes has risked everything to escape a life not worth living. But it’s the end of the bus line and he’s stranded in a nowhere town with no place to go. Until a kind security guard points him to an unexpected sanctuary and a possible future. Word Count: 5184 

Title: Angels Cast The Shadows of Demons Collaborator: louisianaspell Link: AO3 Square Filled: B2 -  Little sister Ship: Bucky x Reader Rating: Teen Major Tags: Cop AU, mention of murder, character death Summary: After losing an undercover agent, the FBI waste no time in sending in another agent. While undercover Bucky meets a woman that could end up changing his life. Word Count: 1990

Title: Torn By What We've Done And Can't Undo Collaborator: Politzania Link: AO3 Square Filled: B4 - Regrets Ship: none Rating: Teen Major Tags: not-really character death, Civil War fix-it Summary: Bucky Barnes is living a quiet life in Bucharest when his world is turned upside down twice within twenty-four hours. Now nearly four thousand miles from home, he is called to face his past, pay a debt, and begin again. Word Count: 3646

Title: Togetherness Collaborator: HogwartsToAlexandria Link: AO3 Square Filled: B4 - missing you Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Teen Major Tags: PTSD, depression, hurt/comfort Summary: "Man, he's not ok--” “I figured.” Steve answers looking Sam straight in the eye, his whole stance taut and ready, “Get out of my way, please?” Word Count: 1336

Title: Stealth Mission Collaborator: Entwinedlove Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y2 - Sam Wilson Ship: Bucky/Steve/Nat/Sam Rating: Gen Major Tags: mild hurt/comfort Summary: Bucky is extra quiet when he slips inside the house. Word Count: 1000

Title: Out of Season Collaborator: Entwinedlove Link: AO3 Square Filled: G3 - Grocery Run Ship: Bucky/plums Rating: Gen Major Tags: crack treated seriously Summary: Bucky has the day to himself and it's farmers' market day. Word Count: 1000

Title: In the Blood Collaborator: bigbandbombshell Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K1 - protectiveness Ship: Bucky/Xandria Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content, violence, telepathy, terrorist activity, rape threat (none occurs) Summary: SHIELD has never heard of Humans First. But the Europe-based terrorist organization just made themselves known in a big way. They leave a trail of dead behind them. Inhuman, Enhanced, Mutant. Humans First doesn’t care. If it’s not their version of human, it has to be eradicated. Coulson is sending two of his best in undercover. Their job is to infiltrate the organization and gather intel so SHIELD can build a plan to bring it down. But they need help. Enter Alexandria Wesson. Mutant, telepath, Avenger. And where Xandria goes, Bucky Barnes follows. He’s not about to let his girl go in alone. But he can’t content himself with watching her back from afar. He has to go on. And that’s when things start to go wrong. Word Count: 1224

Title: Dress Blues Collaborator: candycanedarcy Link: AO3 Square Filled: U4 -  KINK: uniform kink Ship: James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content, Uniform Kink, Slight praise kink, Light Dom/sub Summary: Clint and Bucky promised Steve they would wait for him. Boy, are they ever glad they didn't. Word Count: 2331

Title: call the minions (fire up the lab) - Chapter 2: In which Tony continues to make questionable decisions and Rhodey despairs Collaborator: calmena Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y3 - Terrible Choices Ship: WinterIron Rating: Mature Major Tags: Crack Treated Seriously, Swearing, casual mention of death Word Count: 3040

Title: Steve Rogers: Faerie with a Plan -  Chapter 2: That Spider with a Fashion Sense Collaborator: Judy_The_Dreamer Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y2 - sharing clothes Ship: none Rating: Teen Major Tags: Faerie AU, Shifter AU, family fluff, minor BuckyNat Summary: Meeting your future sister-in-law doesn't always go smoothly. Word Count: 1325

Title: They don't know what you're doing (Babe, it must be art) Collaborator: bennettmp339 Link: AO3 Square Filled: U1 -  KINK: Lingerie Ship: Stucky Rating: Gen Major Tags: lacy panties, description of sketches Summary: A sketchbook, found in an attic in Brooklyn, reveals something interesting about Steve Rogers Word Count: 1540

Title: Hungry Hungry Hippo Collaborator: Judy_The_Dreamer Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y4 -  Adopting a Pet Ship: None Rating: Gen Major Tags: Brief mention of kidnapping, fluff and crack, Faerie AU, Shifter AU, Summary: Deprived of believers by the modern world, Steve Rogers is perhaps the most lacklustre earth faerie prince you’ll ever meet. Good thing he’s a man with a plan. Unfortunately for Steve, he hasn’t quite figured out that the people he’s charming aren’t exactly human in every sense of the word. With his health gradually getting better, it's time for Steve to indulge himself and buy a very special pet. Poor Bucky suffers because of it. Word Count: 1195

Title: Little Birdie and the Big Bad Wolf Collaborator: sweeetmonstrosity Link: AO3 Square Filled: B2 -  Anger Issues Ship:  WinterHawk Rating: Gen Major Tags: Slight Violence, Mafia AU, fluff, love confessions Summary: In which Clint find himself caught between a table and a hard body. Word Count: 3503

Title: Blanket Burrito Bucky Collaborator:   SunnySinclair Link: AO3 Square Filled: C3 - free square Ship: None Rating: Gen Major Tags: Sickness Summary:   Bucky's got a superbug. Of course he does, he's a supersoldier. He's kind of a super grump when he's sick too. Word Count: 1591

Title: Sweaters and Lace Collaborator: LostSpaceCadetLeon Link: AO3 Square Filled: K3 - KINK: Lingerie Ship: Stucky Rating: Mature Major Tags: Rough Sex, explicit sexual content Summary: Bucky decides to surprise Steve after a long mission. Word Count: 1135

Title: Apologetically here Collaborator: HogwartsToAlexandria Link: AO3 Square Filled: B1 -  Apology Ship: Stucky Rating: Gen Major Tags: Depression/Recovery Summary: “You have to stop doing that,” Steve says that over and over but Bucky doesn’t understand, doesn’t hear, couldn’t comply even if he wanted to. “You have to,” Word Count: 1014

Title: oh, we dreamed a life Collaborator:  1000_directions Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y1 - Kink: Making Love Ship:  WinterHawk Rating: Mature Major Tags: time travel, recovering Bucky, protective Clint Summary: Bucky from the past was still solid and unbroken. The hardships of the world sharpened him like a blade, cunning and sly and whole. That Bucky was whole, and Clint fell in love with that man, but the only man left now is him, here in the present, and he’s just been shattered so many times that he can’t ever promise anyone that his pieces are all back where they’re supposed to be. Word Count: 3951

Title: Chained To My Heart: Part 1 Collaborator: startrekkingaroundasgard Link: Tumblr Square Filled: B4 - Clint Barton/Hawkeye Ship: WinterHawk Rating: Explicit Major Tags: handcuffs, eventual smut Summary: Sick of their constant fighting after it almost ruins a mission, Steve takes action and handcuffs Bucky and Clint together in the hopes that it will force them to sort out their issues. As the week goes on, it turns out that their issue isn’t so much that they hate each other. Rather, quite the opposite… Word Count: 2032

Title: Melt Collaborator: shield-agent78 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: U3 - reunion Ship: Bucky/Reader Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content, Summary: Bucky reads an excerpt of your favorite book which leads to you and him having some fun in the bedroom. Word Count: 2155

Title: Big F*** Off Gun Collaborator: phoenixgryphon Link: Tumblr Square Filled: B1 - Rifle Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: art, gun Summary: Finally kicking things off for the @buckybarnesbingo with some Winter Soldier and that ridiculously huge sniper rifle. Also that rifle is almost 5 feet long it’s insane, and can hit things from just under a kilometer away.

Title: My Bones Are All That's Left Of Me Collaborator: seibelsays Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y2 -  Hurt/Comfort Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: brief mention of Alpine's unhappy origins Summary: Steve has not been a good friend to Bucky. After Bucky's attempt to help someone else goes spectacularly wrong, Steve wants to try to change that. Word Count: 2943

Title: Whatever You Want Collaborator: candycanedarcy Link: AO3 Square Filled: Y1 -  soulbound Ship: Bucky/Clint/Winter Rating: Gen Major Tags: Soulmates AU, recovering Bucky, Deaf Clint Summary: Clint Barton was born with a soulmark that was cold to the touch. When he turned five, he got another soulmark - and this one was cold too. Most of the time. Word Count: 7325

Title: Undercover Collaborator: AvengersCompound (emilyevanston) Link: AO3 Square Filled: B4 -  Fake relationship Ship: Bucky/Clint/Reader Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content, secret relationship, threesome Summary: You go on an undercover mission with your boyfriend Bucky and Clint Barton. When you and Clint have to pretend you’re in a relationship feelings become confused. Word Count: 1614

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