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winterarmyy · 10 months

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And You're Mine

How grumpy chubby alpha!bucky finally found his omega

Summary: In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.

Note: Read the prequel here 《 Must Be Fate 》

Words: 4.7k++

Pairing: chubby alpha!bucky x omega!female!reader

Warnings: implied 18+ content, implied smut, a/b/o dynamics, self-deprication, body shaming, tiny bit of angst, fluffiness, bucky has a size kink (if you squint), horny-ass bucky has lots of dirty thoughts, vivian being a digusting bitch, protective y/n, even more protective bucky and overall wholesome.

P/S: Ahhhhhhhhh!!! My first omega-verse fic; i have no clue what I'm doing. This is mostly self-indulgent but if you come across this and somehow interested to read it then I hope you enjoy!

Read my other works here: Masterlist

"Are you fucking with me right now?" Bucky momentarily shuts his eyes, slightly titled his chin upwards, as if that'll help the boiling blood within his nerves to cool down.

Steve had expected that his best friend would be a little bit annoyed with his decision to trick him into agreeing to this suprise date but he didn't expect him to get this pissed, "Come on now, Buck. I promise you're gonna love this one."

"You said the same shit everytime!" Bucky almost roared in the middle of the crowded carnival, but he held back with a muted growl.

Ever since he lost his left arm on a rescue mission during his time in the Special Forces Unit, the society had deemed him to be "lesser than" despite the alpha title he was born into.

You would've thought that serving your country for about 6 years of your early 20's would be enough of a reason to make up for the so called "lacking", but no.

Apparently, his heroic contributions, his Sargent rank, and his literal blood, sweat and tears meant nothing when he returned home as an amputee.

Even if he came back with the medal of honor, pinned on the fabric of his uniform, right on his prideful chest; they didn't care. A defected alpha is as good as dead, especially in this modern, competitive society where its a lot more difficult to find a mate.

At first Bucky was optimistic, he didn't let them get to him.

He believed that his mate is out there somewhere, waiting for him, as he is for her.

After Stark Technologies offered him to join their research for under the Prosthetics and Orthotics Division, Bucky was lucky to fully revived his left arm in a form a vibranium prosthetic.

Even then, as time passed, the venomous whispers eventually managed to seep through; like any other poison, it is lethal to his mind.

And Bucky stopped trying to be an alpha. His pride was maimed and he let himself wallow in self hatred; letting his insecurity consume him. Eventually quite literally ate his pain away.

They said that he was rubbing salt to his own wound as now he was not just an amputated alpha, he is also a fat one at that.

With his alpha reputation being at its worst, his chances of finding a mate also went down hill.

"This one's gonna be different. Trust me." Steve claimed.

Bucky doesn't know why Steve seemed really convinced. But he wasn't having any of that, he rolled his eyes into a glare, "And how's that?"

Steve's blue eyes sparked as optimism lit on his face, "Well, first of all, she's one of Peggy's closest friends and.."

"Oh great, now you involve your omega into this." Bucky let out an unfiltered scoff before sarcastically exclaimed, "Just fantastic."

Steve growled at the mention of his mate, "Watch it, Bucky." He warned.

Bucky's drilling glare remained the same as Steve's alpha challenged his.

It's not that Bucky is against the idea of Peggy or any other omega helping him in any way. But, Steve had been annoyingly persistent with these set ups and he was sick of it. Perhaps he was a bit petty bringing Peggy into the conversation but he really was just tired of this.

Steve's scowl gradually soften before he continued his reasons, "...And, your date is actually the one requesting for a set up with you."

And that definitely caught Bucky's attention. Steve could see it, especially when Bucky's ears perked up a little and his ever-lasting frown loosen at the tiniest amount.

Steve smirked triumphantly, "Specifically you."

For moment, there was a hesitation on Bucky's side; and there were only the chaotic atmosphere around them. From the screaming of the riders on the roller coater to the giggles of children at the nearby courasell.

Steve really thought he managed to lure Bucky but he was caught by surprise when Bucky replied, "You'd think I'd fall for that crappy excuse of a lie? No. I'm leaving." Bucky turned on his heels.

"I'm not lying." Steve stopped him as he held on his arm, "Hey, you're gonna break her heart."

"Break her heart? How about mine? Just how many more heart breaks do I have to endure? How much more disappointment do I have to go through?"

Bucky gathered his palms into fists as he recalled all the mean, insulting words his past lovers had thrown at him and all those time he wasted on waiting for his dates to show up.

Just before Bucky planning to lash out, a voice interupted his thoughts "Hey, sorry for being late." Peggy came just in time.

Though it was just her; no sign of his so called date around.

An unexpected sting spreads within Bucky's chest. Of course she would stood him up too. Why was he surprised?

Steve pulled his omega into a tight hug, "Hey, baby. Where's y/n?" He asked.

"She's went to the bathroom." Peggy replied before taking a peep towards Bucky, "She got really nervous when she saw you. She might take some time to calm down. She thought its better if you know." Peggy explained.

On one side, Bucky can feel that sliver of hope creeping in. He look down to where he was supposed to see his feet, but unable to see them as now they're blocked by the round of his soft tummy. That's when the dark thoughts clouded his mind.

Was she just feeling nervous or was she regretting her decision?

After a short back and forth explanation, Peggy swept Steve away and had left Bucky on his own. She claimed that the line to the haunted house will double if they wait any longer. But, Bucky knew that they just wanted to leave him and his date alone.

Like every other date before, Bucky was emotions was all over the place; nervous, scared, intrigued, excited but what's different tonight was he also felt angry and annoyed. Which was not a good thing to feel on a date.

So he went to a Whac-A-Mole machine near the spot where he was supposed to wait for his date. He had to hit something. He just had to. He need to let his anger out one way or another.

His gloved hand gripped tightly on the wooden handle as he waited for the next round. Smack after smack, next was harsher than before, he did felt better. But even if the fire was out, the ashes were still burning.

As he was fixated on whacking the shit out of the moles, a particular scent invaded his nostrils. A sweet-smelling scent; something between a mix of cotton candy and butterscotch-caramel nuances.

It should be normal to smell this at a place such as a carnival; but the food stalls were all the way on the other end of the venue and this scent was too strong, too potent, to be that far away from him.

Bucky just had to stop as he relished the pleasant smell; it was truly a sweet and warm gourmand scent that ushered him in and out between nostalgic memories and pure raging lust.

That was when he heard a voice coming from his back, "You must've been really bored waiting that you started without me." She sounded amused when she let out a quiet laugh.

Even before Bucky had the chance to turn around he knew he was fucked; she just had to have the most captivating scent he had ever smell, and the most beautiful-sounded laughter he had ever heard.

What a foul torment to do to an alpha.

When Bucky turned around, he would've missed her if he wasn't paying enough attention on the lower area of his view.

And there she stood, in all her glory of ethereal beauty; small and sweet-looking in an off-shoulder sundress that does nothing but tempt Bucky to leave his mark all over her exposed skin. A simple necklace adorned with a gleaming stone that shines much like her eyes. A shy smile that may have just triggered some dark thoughts in Bucky's mind on corrupting the poor little thing.

"James, right? I'm y/n." she introduced herself but when Bucky's gaze fell on her rosy lips, all he could think was how bad he wanted to bite and suck on them just see if it'll get redder than they already were.

He was too focused entertaining on his inner beast's thoughts that he just stood there in silence, frowning intensely at the sweet little omega in front of him.

Y/N took his unresponsiveness as a sign of anger, so quickly apologised for her tardiness, "Sorry for making you wait so long. When we..i mean I. When I saw you, the nerves started kicking in." At least she tried to, despite stuttering in the between her words.

Fuck, she's such a pretty doll but above all, Bucky just wanted to protect her from the world, provide for her with anything she deserves, treat her like an absolute queen, worship every inch of her being like his own personal goddess and jesus fuck these urges came in stronger than he ever experienced.

With the lights coming from behind, Bucky's face was in the shadows and Y/N misterinterpret his spell-bound, diluted eyes to something else.

Y/N's brows creased in hesitation as she wonders if Bucky was still mad, "Uhh... oh shit" then her eyes widen in a false realization, "Is the something on my face?" She frantically searched for her phone in her bag.

And fuck does that big doe eyes of hers just casually seduce Bucky to think of how she would look when she's taking his cock in her mouth. She'd be so fucking pretty.

She knew she should've used her phone's camera to re-apply her lipstick instead of the cracked mirror at the carnival's bathroom, "The mirror here is f--"

Yes, Bucky would want to breed her so good that she would always be full with his pups.

She's undeniably... "Perfect." Bucky finally spoke after what seemingly feels like forever.

His voice was laced with a hint of territorial grunt that Y/N was not able to catch what he said, "Hmm?" She titled her head to the side, eyes pleading for him to repeat.

It took Bucky all of his mental strength to hold back his alpha urges when he repeats, "You're perfect, doll. Just absolutely perfect." A cheshire smile decorated his handsome face.

Did he meant to say she look perfect? Well, yes but no. He clearly meant she was perfect, her whole being. But Y/N took it as the prior, "Thank you." She smiled sweetly as her cheeks warmed.

Bucky definitely noticed the slight indent of her left dimple. And he wondered how would it felt against his fingers. "Adorable." He thought as his smile grew wider.

Y/N had been waiting for this moment, to finally had a chance to have this man even for a day, especially considering she had the biggest crush on this stranger that helped her a year ago.

One time she might just had met her potential mate was that one time she had to be dosed with shit tons of scent blockers. And that might just be reason why Bucky may not remember her but that's fine. She had one more chance with him tonight.

After that encounter, his scent, his voice, his presence lingered in her mind longer than she anticipated. At least until the moment Peggy showed a photo her alpha that had Bucky in it.

She grew hopeful and had been pestering her to set up somehow set up date with him.

When the time finally comes, she couldn't help but to fell into panic, "Did I introduce myself? I'm y/n" she completely forgot that she already did that.

Bucky let out the most adorable laugh before he reminded her, "You very well did, sugar." His hand move so naturally to tuck the strand of her hair behind her ear as she fell into utter embrassement.

"I'm Bucky." He finally introduced himself.

"Bucky?" Y/N outwardly questioned. She thought his name was James, as Peggy said it was.

He hummed softly as he nodded, "The name's James Bucky Barnes." He explained. "Just call me Bucky, yeah sugar?" He duck his head to peek on her redden face, "...cause I can't guarantee my behaviour around you if you keep calling me James." He quirked his eyebrow as his teasing grin spreads.

Oh, he was definitely and unashamedly insinuated something quite unholy there.

Bucky straighten on his back as he offered his arms, "Shall we, then? I would love to know more about you, sweet 'mega."

No matter how infatuated Bucky was with this lovely little omega clinging to his arm; a part of him was also on a defensive mode.

His insecurities gets the best of him when he believe that all of this was just an act, a cruel prank that fate has set up for him or maybe he was just having a ridiculous dream, knowing how pitiful his reality was.

Despite his gentle smile and longing gaze that's lingering on Y/N who was having the best time of her life as her bright eyes sparked at the vibrant and colorful firework show, deep down, he couldn't help to think that sooner or later, all of this will end like it always does.

Another heart break he needed to endure.

But, she was truly an angel. She was everything he could ever hoped for, everything that he could ever long for.

He can't belive that she would spend even a second of her time with a defected, fat, angry looking alpha such as himself.

Maybe this won't be just another heart break.

Maybe this would be the cause for him to actually break beyond repairable.

And she would be the catalyst.

"Thank you for today, Bucky. I truly enjoy my time with you." She confessed with a sincere appreciation and admiration towards him. She shyly broke their eye contact as her finger fiddled with soft fur of the teddy bear that Bucky won for her.

It reminds her of him so much that she insisted that he need to win it for her.

So he did.

His alpha couldn't help to puff with pride. "Omega's happy because of us." But his lips remain shut with a loving smile curved on it.

The dimple on her cheek appeared again and this time he didn't stop his hand from reaching out. Though they were gloved, he still let himself feeling the pleasure of grazing his fingers along her cheek, through her dimple and stopped underneath her chin.

Bucky pulled her closer as he dipped down to her level. Warmth sparked in Y/N's chest, as if the fireworks show magically transferred within her instead, "Buck--"

"Bucky?" A women's voice interupted their moment. "Bucky is that you?" She called again and her familiarity had caught both Y/N and Bucky's attention.

"Oh my god! It is you!" her ecstatic tone might have fool Y/N for a second there.

Maybe she's a close friend of Bucky, but when she saw the colors from his face drained quite drastically, she might need to hold on to that thought.

"Vivian." Bucky's tone changed into something Y/N couldn't put her finger on. Sorrow? Anger? Regret? She wasn't sure but it was not a positive response.

The claimed omega sauntered closer and peered towards Y/N with a glint of judgment in her eyes, "And I see you managed to trick another one, huh?"

That triggered a scarring spot within Bucky.

He could still remember the way she accused him of luring and tricking omega to be with him. Apparently, she couldn't stand being him during intimate time especially during his ruts.

And one particular moment when his rut was at its peak and she couldn't stop herself to turn into an unforgiving monster.

"I can't believe I fell for your charms. Then now I need to deal with this." Vivian looked away, unable to look at her boyfriend, hot and bothered, bare and in pain.

Bucky pants and groan as Vivian continued to insult him from the corner of him room, "Look at you, Bucky! You look fucking pathetic!" She yelled as she angrily pointed her hands towards him.

He turn to his side facing her, and curled his body to manage the raging pain of wanting to stick his cock into something. Vivian was to busy ranting that she couldn't see the fire in Bucky's grilling frown.

"You can't expect me to touch you now especially with your big fucking belly spilling out like that. God, you're sweating like damn dog and you fucking reek!" Her eyes narrowed and her nose wrinkled in disgust before she continued, "And don't get me started with that wretched arm of yours."

That's it. Bucky was not having any of it anymore. He was seconds away from slamming Vivian's face to the wall as his primal alpha needs to aggress were also heighten in his rut.

"Then, get the fuck out of my house, you useless annoying bitch." Bucky growled through his pain.

Vivian was not able to catch a breath as her mouth hang open in shock. Bucky never been that harsh with her but honestly it was about time he did.

"Don't even think of coming back." He warned as she closed the doors behind her.

Unknowingly leaving Bucky's heart bruised and battered.

That was almost a year ago. Bucky gave her the benefit of a doubt as he thought maybe she would change once she find her the love life but apparently she is as vicious as ever.

The tall blonde continue to linger as she asked, "Did you know? About that arm of his?"

Y/N didn't know what she was talking about but she didn't want to entertain this woman, especially when Bucky was clearly uncomfortable with her presence.

Though her silence only lead Vivian to speculate, "Aww, you poor thing, you don't know, do you?" Her mockery was getting worst, "It's fake, honey. He lost his arm many years ago." She flicked Bucky's left arm with long bird-like nails; or claws, that seemed more accurate.

Bucky caught the way Y/N's eyes briefly glanced at his covered arms then his gloved hand. What was she thinking then? Does she think that he was defected? That he is a damaged goods?

He couldn't help to let his mind wonder to the worst case scenarios and to make the unpleasant situation even worse Vivian slightly tugged Bucky's jacket to the side.

Revealing his round and plushy belly, "And fuck did you get bigger?" She sneered as the ruthless insult continue to spill.

"Shut up." Y/N's broken silence caught them off guard.

Vivian scoffed, "What?"

Y/N piercing gaze landed on Vivian's hand still tugging Bucky's jacket. She harshly grabbed her on the wrist, didn't care whether if her nails would dug into the woman's skin.

"I said..." The air felt heavier, only for Y/N to shove more force to it when her voice dropped a few octaves down, "Shut the fuck up before I tear your throat apart."

How dare she insult her alpha, especially when Y/N was right there with him.

"Are sure you want to do that?" Vivian's alpha suddenly stepped in. Even though he clearly was not interested in the matter a few seconds ago.

Y/N took a step forward, "Try me." She dared him.

"I might as well fuck your balls up while I'm at that, huh? Maybe you'll learn a thing or two about subduing your insolent omega."

Oh, she meant what she said; its especially clear when the growling started to peak a presence through her voice.

The taller was bright red, with embrassment and anger, "You're talking to an alpha. Know your place 'mega!" He forced his alpha command on her.

She fought back as much as she could but of course she was forced to submit. When the alpha tried to reach for her, that's when Bucky blocked his way.

Bucky's demeanour completely changed into something different. His meek presence vanished and now turned into a pure and primal rage. Good thing was he contained it quite well so he won't cause a scene but his gaze degrades the one before him.

Though the alpha was slightly taller but Bucky was certainly bigger and being a veteran, of course he'd be stronger. One wrong move, he might get a chance to meet the grim reaper sooner than he'd expect.

It felt as if Bucky was towering over the alpha, as he challenged him to come a step further, "Touch her and you're dead." Bucky let out a deep, murderous growl as he threatened.

The alpha was about to protest but was forced into a frozen state as he look into Bucky's sapphire eyes; there was something ominous about it, something dark and dangerous.

Being overwhelmed by Bucky's strong scent of rage, Vivian quickly pulled her alpha away, "Let's just go... They're not worth it." She coaxed, and the alpha agreed.

Before they leave, she managed to slip a last comment, as she wishes luck to Bucky, "Goodluck keeping this one." She thought she was being sleek when she whispered so quietly but Y/N heard that just fine.

When Y/N snapped out of the alpha command, she grunted, "I'm gonna kill her." What a menancing look in those coffee-stained eyes of hers.

Bucky only softened to her threatening aggressions, "No, you're not " he rubbed his hand to the sides of her arms, trying to calm her down.

Which failed miserably when she replied, "Watch me." She spun around, eyes searching in the crowd, trying to spot a glimpse of the rude couple.

"Hey hey, omega." Bucky quickly catch her before she could walk further, pulling her back to his chest, both of his arms securing her waist, "Calm down. Shhh shhh." Bucky let out a calming rumble from within his chest, coaxing her softly, "Killing is not necessary, sugar."

Despite her tensed body were starting to relax, her mind certainly wasn't, "And why the hell not?" Her small hands gripped onto the fabric of Bucky's jacket on his arms.

"No one deserved to be treated like that." She whispered softly as Bucky continued to kiss the top of her head, mumbling quiet 'I know, doll. I know'

"You don't deserve to be treated like that, Bucky." Her voice shivered despite her efforts to conceal them.

Bucky loosen his grip and turned her to face him. His loving gaze took in every single one of Y/N's sweet features; from her teary eyes to her redden nose and pouty lips.

He wanted to kiss each of them, in hopes of making her feel better. But he doesn't want to take any chances as he had already made a bold move to hug her from behind and kiss her head prior.

Bucky looked down at his dark midnight glove, and Y/N took his lead. Before she could say anything, Bucky started pulling each one off. Revealing his calloused right hand and a shiny black and gold prosthetic on the other.

He can't see her reaction to his vibranium arm, but he imagined the worst. He took in a shaky breath before he spoke, "Alpha is supposed to be perfect. They supposed to be capable. So that they can provide and protect their omega."

He paused as Y/N wrapped took both of his hand in hers but then continued regardless, "And I am far from being perfect or ideal. I lost a limb and gained pounds in return. I can't hide that fact."

"But I swear to god y/n, I never intent on tricking you or using you, in any way." In the end, Vivian's gaslighting effect of Bucky was still stronger as ever.

Why couldn't he see that there was nothing less about him.

"It's pretty." Y/N titled his left hand back and forth, watching the glow on the gold lines reflect the lights of the carnival; each move create random sparkling dots on its smooth surface, it looks like stars.

Bucky didn't understand at first until she looked up at him, with eyes gleaming with mixture of intrigued and infatuation, "It's so pretty, and Bucky..." She reached her hand to his face, gently rubbing her thumb on his stubble jaw, "You're beautiful. All of you." She confessed.

She carefully pulled her hand away from his cheek, and grabbed his left hand with both of hers, allowing it draw near to her lips before she placed a loving kiss on it, "This arm," Then her hands caressed the softness of his tummy, "this body," before they stopped at his chest where his beating heart resides, "this heart. Every single part of you is beyond beauty itself."

Bucky frowned as he find it hard to believe and Y/N knew that, "I mean it, Bucky."

A short chuckle left her lips as a thought run through her mind, "God, you'd be running scared, if you know half of the things I would love to do to you."

Bucky bit back a smile as he let his teeth sink into his bottom lip.

Y/N continued as she held onto his hands, "But, above all Bucky, you are the sweetest man I've met." There was nothing more sincere than her words, "Yeah I know we just met and what not, but if I can see that just in one night, imagine if I get to know more of you tomorrow or the next day and next week?"

Her grip on him grew stronger as she reminded him, "Don't let an impudent omega or anyone even, convice you otherwise."

"Because Bucky, you are as lovable as a person can be." She placed his palm on either side of her cheeks, purring as the sensation on skin felt so right, "And I am absolutely honoured and proud to be standing here with an alpha like you." She smiled like she was the happiest omega on earth.

And Bucky could not control the overwhelming joy within his thundering chest as it bursts with endless fluttering butterflies. He had never felt such comfort, such reassurance in his life, especially after returning home from the army.

Flickers igniting as he leaned in closer and closer until their lips touched, tentively for the first time. The smell of her cotton candy and caramel, so sweet and so soft, it was almost dizzying, but he was more than thrilled to let it consume him.

Y/N briefly parted her lips to let him in and leaned into the kiss, wanting more of the delicious sensation of his lips, his tongue on hers. Bucky wanted nothing more than devour her, memorizing of every single moan that fell into his mouth.

It felt so right; it was exactly was his soul had been yearning for and more.

Breaking the kiss was the reminder to both of them they need air to breath, and Bucky rested his forehead on hers as he took in everything that just happened.

While Y/N found herself completely drunk to the feeling of love within her body and soul, she whispered dearly as she scatters most tender kisses all over Bucky's face, "You're so pretty. So perfect. So... mine."

And that caught Bucky in another spiral of confusion; she could see it in face especially with his sapphire eyes being as wide as they were.

She giggled amusingly before she proposed, "Will you be mine, James Bucky Barnes?"

God, he was supposed to be the alpha here. But what can he say, his omega is quite a special one.

He breathed a relief sigh, "Yes." Leaned in for a quick taste of her lips before asking his a question of his own, "And you're mine?"

Her nose crunched as she booped its tip on his, "Always." She replied. Bucky could feel her smile against his lips and so does she.

Unbeknownst to the happy couple, a few feet away from them was Peggy who was busy clicking her camera away, trying to get the best shot she could out of the couple while Steve was trying hard to hold back his proud sniffles as he stood guard near his omega.

End.

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buckyalpine · 6 months

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Alpha quarterback Bucky x Omega cheerleader reader

I need alpha Quarterback Bucky with a cute little cheer leader omega. I'm so feral today, sorry but also send help. Because he is an absolute fuck boy but your his favorite little rut toy.

“Alpha” you squeak as he takes your hand and presses it against his thick bulge, finding you in the locker rooms after a game.

“C’mere pretty mega” he practically purrs against your neck, catching you by surprise. He picks you up with ease, setting you onto the counter while his sinful hands start to kneed at your hips, pulling your tiny skirt up, tearing off your cotton panties. You whimper with need, the scent of your arousal nearly making him drool. He shamelessly pulls his cock out, pumping it, flicking his cock head against your swollen clit making you whine, smearing his arousal over your sensitive nub. “Gonna help your alpha, baby?”

It's a game you both play. After all, he wasn't really your alpha. He hadn't marked you. You weren't his. But that doesn't matter right now. Not when his leaky cock is begging for relief.

You nod, gasping when he pulls you off the counter, bending you over, his tip rubbing up and down before sliding in with one thrust, his head thrown back when he start to build up a steady pace, slamming your hips to meet his.

"A-Alpha!" You cry out, grasping the edge of the counter, his cock deep in your pussy, his unforgiving thrusts speeding up. "Oh god, please!"

He watches your face twists in the mirror reflection, his cute little cheer leader who screams his name both on the field and with his cock deep in her, no one suspecting the innocent omega to be so cockdrunk over the college football player.

“That’s it, good little mega, so fuckin good” He groans, his thighs tensing as his knott begins to swell, panting and grunting, his dick almost hurting with how hard he was for you. No one made him more animalistic than you, your sweet scent making him leak into your pyssy. "Gonna give you my knot, you want that 'mega?"

Your sweet neck is so tempting to him and he wants to sink his teeth in, marking and claiming you. He nudges his nose against your juncture, nipping softly making you whine, craning your neck to give him more access, your desperation making it harder for him to resist.

"Don't tempt me 'mega" He warns, biting softly, his hand coming to wrap around your throat.

"P-Please! Fuck, yes, please, gimmie your knot alpha-want-want it!" You stutter out, eyes rolling back as he growls, fucking you harder, his hand coming around to toy with your clit, rubbing it with his calloused fingers.

"Greedy little 'mega" He moans, struggling to hold back any longer, his cock bursting with cum when he feels you clench around him, "Oh fuck m'cumming, take it babydoll, take my cum"

He pants against your neck, staying buried deep in your pussy while his cock softens, the mess he made inside you slowly seeping out.

“Hmm” a low growl emits from his chest, watching his seed drip between your soft thighs, milky cream sticky and thick. “Can’t wait till the day get to fill you up with pups, mama”

He shoves two thick fingers back into your sensitive pussy making you cry out, his pink lips hushing you with a deep kiss before pulling away and giving your ass a spank. He leaves you panting and messy, fucking your brains out like he owns you, leaving for practice seconds later.

Of course, he thinks he’s just using you. He thinks this is just a game to play. He smirks when he sees you in your uniform again, giving him a shy smile as you approach him after a game. He loves that he has you at his beck and call whenever he wants, your little omega pussy all jus for him.

That is until he smells the scent of another alpha near by and he nearly bares all his teeth, shoving you behind him so your out of sight, protected behind his large form. He knows Walker has had his eye on you every time they visit the campus, the blonde rival happy to try and make a move on the sweet cheer leader with no alpha.

"What's wrong Barnes, scared of a little competition" Walker taunts and Bucky nearly pounces on him, his hands still balled into fists, holding back when he feels your hand grab his wrist.

"Alpha lets go" you whisper and his protective side immediately comes out, seeing you distressed worried face.

"Since when was he your alpha, hmm, 'mega?" Walker smirked making you whimper from embarrassment, immediately letting go of Bucky's wrist.

He wasn't wrong.

Bucky felt a different surge of anger flow through his veins while Steve stepped in between the two men before things got ugly. Bucky shoved Walker out of the way, scooping you into his arms and straight to his place, unable to bear the thought of another man trying to touch what's his, hating the way your face had fallen after what he'd said to you.

You were his Omega.

He was your alpha.

As soon as he gets you in his room, he throws you on his bed, tearing your clothes off without a care in the world. His natural woodsy scent of pine and leather make you wet, your pussy aching, feeling so empty while he tosses his own clothes aside. There's no time to prep when he man handles you onto all fours, spanking your ass when you arch your back, presenting for him, his thick cock humping your folds.

"Whose your Alpha" He demands, dragging his tip up and down at a torturous pace, spanking you again when you wiggle your hips. "Say it!"

"You James, Alpha please, need-need yo-OH GOD YESS" Your words slut into screams of pleasure as he slams into you and fucks you hard and fast, his swollen balls hitting your clit with each stroke.

"That's right. You're mine. My fuckin' omega, m'you're alpha, you hear me?" He forces his cock as deep as it would go, as if trying to claim every bit of your body from the inside and out.

"Mine. Mine. Mine" Bucky growls, slamming into you with unrelenting thrusts, shaking away the disgusting thought of another man trying to have you, his girl, how dare anyone else trying to lay their hands on you. He stars at your sweet unmarked neck, drooling at the touched skin. He wanted nothing more than to show everyone exactly who you belonged to.

"Wanna make you mine forever 'mega" he warns, holding back from sinking his teeth in, nearly whining with his eyes shut. "Wanna mark you, let me mark you up sweet girl, show everyone who you belong to"

"Mark me Bucky" You cry out, his hands coming on top of yours, fingers lacing together as he continues to rut into you.

"Gonna mark you up and fill you till your swollen n'round. Wanna get you nice n'heavy till those little uniforms don't fit n'all you can wear are my clothes, let everyone know who you belong to" He growls, his cock starting to swell like never before, the feeling almost painful.

"Please alpha, please-wan' it-need it!" You beg, gasping at the feeling of his base growing, his moas filling the room. He licks and nips at your neck, whining when you clench around his cock, moving and giving him more access to your skin.

"Mine" He grits before sinking his teeth in, pleasure and pain filling you, a different kind of relief flooding your senses as his knot pops, the both of you collapsing in his bed, his cock still deep inside you. He holds you tightly in his thick arms, soothing you with soft caresses along your sensitive skin.

"You're mine omega" He pants, kissing your mark, cradling your fucked out form to his chest, "All mine"

My bad.

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Smiles and Smooches

Summary: You get drunk and demand kisses and hugs from your boyfriend. He is more than happy to please you.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader (no mention of y/n)

Warnings: no smut, takes place during tfatws, boyfriend Bucky, emotional security, fluff, kisses.

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The night carried a pleasant breeze, the stars twinkling. You and Bucky sat close together under the dimmed light of a cozy booth at your favorite bar. The hum of laughter and clinking glasses surrounded you. And tonight, you were a little tipsier than usual. You had consumed two of your favorite cocktails— despite your boyfriend’s advice to take it slow. Bucky, unlike you, couldn't get drunk no matter how hard he tried, thanks to his super soldier genes. He had finished the last sips of your drink, attempting to prevent you from feeling sick later on.

Thankfully, you were feeling fine. Only slightly drunk and blissfully happy inside.

With flushed cheeks and a captivating smile, you shifted on your chair and leaned toward him.

"You know, babe," you slurred slightly, "you're like... seriously the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Bucky couldn't help but half-laugh. “I told you, you shouldn’t have ordered that second drink, sweets. You’re drunk.”

“I’m fine.” You hiccuped and hugged his arm. “It’s not my fault you’re superman.”

“Super-soldier,” he corrected with another half laugh.

“Tsk… is the same. You’re my strong, virile man. And I love you!”

He grinned and gently brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. "And you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.”

You beamed at him, your fingers tracing patterns on his bionic hand. "No, I love you more! Seriously, you're, like, super super cute. I mean, like, cuter than, like, a basket of puppies."

He chuckled at your comparison. “What an adorable declaration of love.”

“You’re adorable.” Your breath ghosted over his lips. “My adorable James. My Bucky.”

He smiled and kissed across your forehead. “Well, that’s debatable. I have the most adorable girl in the world right here with me."

Your cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of pink. "Can I have a hug? Please? You give the best hugs."

Who was he to deny you? He eagerly wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close. You melted into his embrace, your head resting on his chest, your fingers playing with the fabric of his shirt. You popped a button and he chuckled and gripped your hands gently.

“No funny business, sweets.”

You pouted. “Want to kiss you. Everywhere.”

He kneaded your hair. “We’re in a bar full of people.”

“Then let’s go home,” you said as your mouth trailed a path of warmth along his unshaven jawline.

“I’m not letting you drink ever again. You get turned into a little kiss monster.”

You giggled. “Your kiss monster.”

“Mine. Always.” He hummed, his voice a warm murmur.

“Take me home, sarge.”

“Home it is, my sweet.”

After taking care of the bill, he held you up, his arms wounding around you to steady you. You still felt a little tipsy but you were also so happy and warm, holding him close, inhaling his fresh masculine scent. Holding you protectively against him, he led the way to the apartment you shared.

As they walked, he glanced at her. “Why did you drink so much, sweets? You dislike it.”

You sighed and clutched his arm. “I’m just sad you’re going on another mission. I don’t want you to be hurt. I meant to have one drink but… I lost control a bit, I guess.”

Bucky stopped and cupped your flushed face. “Hey, don’t worry. I’ll be fine. You know I’ve got this.”

“So what if you’re good at it? Does that mean you have to risk your life without concerns?” Tears welled up in your eyes. “What if something happens to you?”

Exhaling, he drew you into a tight embrace. “I’ll be careful, I promise. You know I’ll always come back to you.”

You nestled into his arms, suppressing a sob. “I just hate seeing you go into danger again.”

“I know, sweetheart. But it’s what I do. And I do it to protect people like you, people I care about,” he said, pressing gentle kisses on your moist cheeks. “Don’t cry. I’ll be counting the minutes until I can come back to you.”

“Promise?” You gazed up at him, searching his ocean eyes for reassurance.

“I promise.”

“My Bucky,” you said, caressing his face. “I love you,” you whispered, your voice filled with emotion.

He held you tighter, pressing a kiss to your lips. “Love you too, more than words can express, sweets.”

With his arms wrapped around you, you stayed there for a while, holding each other, kissing lazily. His lips brushed against yours repeatedly, his tongue coaxing your mouth apart and slipping inside. He consumed you, with his touches and his warmth, until there was nothing left but his warm gentle touches and the assurance that everything would be alright.

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Hello! Do you perhaps have recommendations for Alpha!bucky?

Alpha!Bucky

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ONESHOT

Crave by @harrylovex

you realise that you can’t survive your heat without bucky.

intensional by @noctumbra

alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

scent by @noctumbra

“you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.

vanilla by @noctumbra

his scent was the other thing that made you go stupid other than his eyes: leather, a bit of vanilla, oranges and wet wood.

wet by @noctumbra

your mating sessions are always intense with bucky.

butterfly by @idy-ll-ique

bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.

Let Me Love You by @slothspaghettiwrites

When an Omega is feeling very anxious or nervous their Alpha will hold them close while gently crooning and scenting them until they calm down.

Dating apps are stupid by @buckylattes

You decide to download this dating app, well….Natasha persuades you into it. You make a profile and agree to just have it for a week. If nothing becomes of it then you can delete it. But….you swipe right on this handsome man who’s description shows him out to be a gentleman like you’re looking for. So…what happens when he matches with you???

make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

Bucky keeps his distance from you thinking you can do better than him. but he loses all his restraints when he sees you with another alpha.

to love is to burn by @bonky-n-steeb

You go into heat at the worst moment in the history of time, maybe ever.

took one hit and I was gone by @bonky-n-steeb

after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.

little red riding hood by @bonky-n-steeb

your big bad alpha chases you across the woods.

Break Lights by @boxofbonesfic

his omega by @bucksfucks

bucky helps you through an expected heat.

ever since by @syntheticavenger

Bucky Barnes finds his center in a late night subway ride.

By Chance by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction

Female!Reader is an Omega. Alphas and Omegas are rare, and Reader’s been able to avoid alphas through sheer force of will and luck in equal parts.

Feral by @bucknastysbabe

And You’re Mine by @winterarmyy

In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.

Protector by @rookthorne

After an eternity of being held against your will, and just as long having been forced to watch your alpha suffer at the hands of the wicked, an opportunity arose. An opportunity so rare, so unique, that it would never be offered again. It was time to escape, and it was time to bathe the halls in their blood – never again would you be held by the bars of a cell, not if he could stop it.

SERIES

Heart and Soul by @all1e23

Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them. She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that. Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.

Better Like This by @simsadventures

You are the newest addition to New York’s elite team of Detectives concentrating on domestic violence and rape, which everyone calls the Avengers. You are an Omega, very bubbly and open to everyone around you, and everyone is super sweet to you, except one person- Bucky, your true mate. Will you be able to destroy the walls he has been building around his heart for years, or will he reject you and break your heart forever?

Some Alpha by @ofstarsandvibranium

Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.

Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes

Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.

Mr. Grumpy by @holylulusworld

Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.

knife play by @helvonasche

They're on the run and Bucky goes into rut.

Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home.One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 7 months

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.⋆｡What He Deserves｡⋆.

Alpha!Bucky Barnes x omega!plus size reader

The morning after Bucky claims you, he realises how much he truly loves you

Warnings: implied smut, nudity, mention of claiming, fluff, brief talks about Bucky’s past

WC: 478

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Dawn crept over the horizon slowly, the weak winter sun just barely breaking through the curtains on the far side of the bedroom, creating small beams of light that fell over the bed. There were pillows and sheets strewn everywhere, leaving the bed bare save for a singular blanket that covered the occupants.

Bucky had been awake for hours, in fact he hadn’t even fallen asleep. Too overwhelmed with new emotions to even think about shutting his eyes, he had just watched you. You were sprawled on top of him, your naked body fitting perfectly on his own, chest to chest, your legs intertwined with your nose firmly pressed against his collarbone.

The wound on your shoulder was already healing, it would leave a scar but that was the whole point wasn’t it. A perfect circle of small cuts that, if Bucky leaned down and put his mouth to it, would match the pattern of his teeth. Unable to stop himself, he rubbed his thumb against the broken skin and fresh wave of your scent washed over him.

Bucky groaned as he inhaled, the smell of you so raw and untainted it made his skin prickle with goosebumps.

“Alpha?” Your voice came out as more of a rasp, still thick with sleep.

He winced. “Sorry mega, didn’t mean to wake you.” You hummed and nuzzled further into his warm chest, your hand coming up to rest just over his heart. Bucky smiled and kissed the top of your head.

“’S okay.” You sighed, a happy calmness spreading through the fresh bond. It immediately settles in his stomach, a feeling of peace and home. His grip gets just a little tighter but you don’t fight it, instead your soft body goes completely limp in his arms as you let out a contented mewl.

Snores began to escape your lips once more and Bucky just watched you. This was all he had ever wanted but never thought he could have, or deserved. You were his everything and by the grace of whatever god was out there, you let him worship you and love you with his whole being.

And now you were mated, joined together for eternity.

You chased away his nightmares with a smile, banishing them to a place where they could never hurt him again. You guided him into the light with your laughter, you showed him that touch doesn’t always bring pain. You proved to him that he was more than his past, more than a puppet for someone else’s bidding.

“I love you more than I ever thought possible.” He spoke quietly into the early morning light so as to not wake you once more. He let his eyes finally slip shut, content with you in his arms, your scent keeping him grounded.

He couldn’t wait to wake up and start the rest of your lives.

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Bucky Barnes

Alpha!Bucky

1) Alpha!Bucky Drabble by @vanillanaps

2) Heart and Soul by @all1e23 Complete Series

3) Little Red Riding Hood by @holylulusworld Dark

4) Need You Now by @angrythingstarlight Smut

5) The Start of Something New by @navybrat817 Featuring: Hal Carter Omega!Reader Ongoing Smut in later parts

Angst

1) Question by @bluehourbucky Cheating

2) Stuff of Fairy Tales by @hannibals-favourite-meal Complete Series Plus Size Reader Pregnancy Sex Pollen

3) The Ultimatum by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky Ex-Boyfriend Angst

4) Waiting on the Corner by @holylulusworld College AU

Biker!Bucky

1) Kiss Me Like You Mean It by @angrythingstarlight Fluff Implied Smut

2) Roar & Giggle by @holylulusworld Ongoing Series

Boyfriend!Bucky

1) Can You Not by @buckyalpine Exhibitionism (later parts) Reader’s Ex

2) Measurements by @invisibleanonymousmonsters Fluff Tall Reader

3) So Perfect by @bloodredwolfsbane Fluff

4) Something New by @beanthesprout Smut

5) Take the Trash Out by @splendidreads Angst Reader’s Ex

Dark

1) Make You Feel My Love by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

2) Wrong Number by @targaryenvampireslayer

Drunk!Bucky

1) Clingy by @sleepypanda27

2) Drunk Baker!Bucky by @angrythingstarlight Dirty Jokes Implied Smut

3) Drunk Bucky Drabble by @pellucid-constellations

4) Drunk Words Are Sober Truths by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

5) Guess What’s On Your Mind by @tellmealovestory Angst Insecure Reader

6) Guys Night by @teamcap4bucky Featuring: Avengers Injuries Mentions of vomit

7) I Think I Wanna Marry You by @likeahorribledream

8) Maybe Later by @lovelybarnes

9) Sober Thoughts by tropicalcap (Deactivated account)

10) You Know What Rhymes With Drunk? Sex by @seventven Implied Smut

Fairy Tale AU

1) The Unseen One by @extremelyblackandwhite Complete Series Hades!Bucky

Fluff

1) Anything to Make You Smile by @takenbypeter

2) Best Boyfriend You Never Had by @language-rxgers Fake Boyfriend Complete Series

3) Big Fan by @bubblessunshinehoney Ongoing Series

4) Happy Little Accidents by @espinosaurusrexex Veteran!Bucky

5) The Life by @hesthermay

6) Little Black Dress by @thefallenbibliophilequote Insecure Reader Plus Size Reader

7) Tall Drink of Water by @invisibleanonymousmonsters Tall Reader

8) You Are Beautiful by @holylulusworld Ongoing Series Plus Size Reader

Fuckboy!Bucky

1) Send Nudes by @bucky-barnes-diaries Implied Smut Nudity

Librarian!Bucky

1) Face Sitting by @bucky-barnes-diaries Smut

2) Once Upon a Time by @navybrat817

Mafia AU

1) A deal with Bee by @angrythingstarlight Fluff

2) Blow Sweet and Thick by @angrythingstarlight Smut

3) Owned by @jobean12-blog Smut

4) Passionate Negotiations by @targaryenvampireslayer Smut

5) Plot Twist by @winterarmyy Arranged Marriage Mini-Series Smut in later parts

6) Power Play by @late-to-the-party-81 Ongoing Series Smut Soft!Dark

7) Promise by @straywords Smut

8) Trespassing by @sebstan2020 Dark Fic

9) Your Hands On Me by @slyyywriting

10) Your Love Gets Sweeter Every Day by @povlvr Series

Omega!Bucky

1) A Touch Too Far by @angrythingstarlight

2) I Am Sorry Alpha by @bucky-boo-bear

3) Where the Shivers Won’t Find You by @heli0s-writes Alpha!Reader Smut

Series

1) Baker!Bucky by @angrythingstarlight Fluff Ongoing Series Smut

2) Keeping Me Up by @writing-for-marvel Complete Series

3) You Will be the Death of Me by @fluffysucker Angst Completed Series Ex-husband!Bucky Fluff Some Smut

Smut

1) Beard Burn by @biteofcherry Featuring: Ari Levinson

2) Fitness Pack - Bucky by @holylulusworld Personal Trainer!Bucky Plus Size Reader Smut in Part 2

3) Lumberjack!Bucky Drabble by @angrythingstarlight

4) Midsummer Night’s Dream by @jamesbuckybarnes1917

5) Overtime by @navybrat817 Featuring Jake Jensen

6) Petals by @biteofcherry Sex Pollen

7) Pluvious by @buckymorelikefuckme

8) Sleepless Nights by @kikixreverie

Soft Dark/Stalker!Bucky

1) Follow You Home by @navybrat817

2) Permission by @silver-pieces

3) Sleeping With a Friend by @rubynationwins Plus Size Reader Somnophilia

Soulmate AU

1) Heartbeat for a Biker by @definitely-a-nerd

Winter Soldier

1) Kidnapped by @buckgasms Dark Smut

2) Sleepwalking by @lanadelreyscokewhor3 Smut Soft Dark

3) Welcome Home...Soldat? by @winterarmyy Light smut

4) Winter Soldier is a Match Maker by @universitypenguin Dark/Soft Dark? Smut

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srgntjamesbuckybarnes · 2 months

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No More Hiding

Summary: When accused of stealing chickens from Mr. Sherman’s farm, Steve brings Bucky to investigate but ends up learning more about his friend’s private life.

Rating: Everyone

Pairing: Alpha Bucky Barnes x Omega Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 900+

A/N: Not Beta'd. Some fluff to counter the angst I posted earlier.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

“Rogers, get out here now!”

Steve stalked to the front door. Jerking the handle with a huff. This wasn’t the first time someone complained about his pack. Most of the humans were against a pack of wolves living so close to their homes. While the humans bared their guns, Steve opted for peace.

“Mr. Sherman,” Steve greeted. “What can I do for you?”

The old man scowled. “A couple of my chickens are missing. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that now, would you?”

Steve frowned, crossing his arms across his chest. Mr. Sherman was an old farmer who lived a few miles down the road. A few chickens went missing here and there over the last month and each time Mr. Sherman paid Steve a visit.

“You should invest in a better chicken coop. I already told you; my pack has nothing to do with your chickens going missing.”

The old man took a large step in Steve’s direction, his finger crooked. “Don’t lie to me. I have proof. There’s prints the size of a wolf’s paw all over the coop.”

Steve was stunned. The first time Mr. Sherman complained, Steve called a pack meeting to settle the tension between the pack and farmer. Each of them swore up and down that they hadn’t stepped a foot onto Mr. Sherman’s property. Steve believed them. He had no reason not to. They had everything they needed.

“Don’t look so surprised. I’ll show you and that brute who’s always stealing my game. If you don’t punish the thief, then I’ll have to take matters into my own hands.”

Steve nodded. “I didn’t find anything last time I checked. I’ll bring Bucky by the coop. He’s got the best nose in the pack. If anyone can find the culprit, it’s Bucky.”

Mr. Sherman didn’t spare a word as he turned his back on Steve. His footsteps echoed along the rickety porch steps.

It wasn't much later that Steve confirmed Mr. Sherman was right. The prints in the mud belonged to a wolf. The pack leader examined the paw prints as Bucky looked inside of the chicken coop. Every once in a while, Bucky’s nose would twitch but he never said anything.

“Well?” Mr. Sherman snapped with his hand on his hips.

Steve pondered if a neighboring pack crossed into their territory. That would cause bigger issues.

Bucky brushed past Steve and the farmer on his way out of the chicken coop. “You’re wrong. Must have been a dog. Do any of your neighbors have one?” Bucky casually asked, his hands tucked into the pockets in his jeans.

Steve raised an eyebrow in Bucky’s direction.

Before Mr. Sherman could answer, Bucky headed into the woods separating the farmer’s land from the pack’s home. Steve apologized to Mr. Sherman, then chased after his friend.

“You know who it is, don’t you, Buck.” Steve didn’t need a verbal confirmation. The way Bucky’s eyes focused like they did when he hunted, and his nostrils flared told Steve they were tracking someone. Keeping up with Bucky’s large steps, Steve questioned, “Is it one of ours?”

Bucky grunted, occasionally stopping to sniff a leaf or a branch. “Omega.”

Steve furrowed his eyebrows. “How do you know?”

He made a sharp right, plowing branches in his path. “Smaller prints and sweeter scent.”

The prints made sense to Steve, but he hadn’t smelled anything. Steve hung back and observed the way Bucky stormed the woods like a mad man. That's when realization hit him. It was the only explanation for his best friend's behavior. Bucky Barnes found his omega.

When Steve finally caught up to Bucky, he tread carefully. It didn’t matter. Bucky’s scent alone was strong enough to draw the omega’s attention to the pair.

“Alpha?” The omega pushed herself into a sitting position on the porch. The cabin in the woods wasn’t the most luxurious house, but it was theirs.

Bucky dropped to his knees on the steps below his omega to be eye level with her, to be equal. “It’s me ‘mega.” Bucky muttered, his palm enveloping her cheek. Y/N’s eyes fluttered shut as she leaned into his touch. The moment was short lived when Steve cleared his throat. Y/N’s startled eyes locked on Bucky’s. She knew about Bucky’s pack, but he never brought them around. He never brought her to them either. The couple basked in the idea of it being just the two of them for a while.

Bucky asked, “Someone’s been terrorizing poor Mr. Sherman. Stealing his chickens. Do you know anything about that?”

Y/N knew she’d been caught. She also knew which buttons to press to get her way with her alpha. She tucked her chin into her chest and stared back at Bucky with doe eyes. “Of course not, Bucky.” She batted her lashes.

Containing his laughter, Bucky plucked a feather from Y/N’s hair. Pinching the feather between his fingers, he tossed it over his shoulder toward Steve. Bucky cupped Y/N’s cheeks planting a soft kiss to her lips.

Steve frowned, “She can’t keep stealing Mr. Sherman's chickens. You know if he finds out he’ll have the whole town after us.”

Bucky stood, holding his hand out to help Y/N to her feet. Turning his head to Steve he replied, “I’ll take responsibility for her. She’s my omega. I’ll take care of her.” Turning back to Y/N, he squeezed both of her hands. “Come on ‘mega, no more hiding. Time to take you home.”

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sad-not-glad · 4 months

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Just some ramblings

I love getting to see Bucky post recovery in fics. Getting the happy slow life he deserves, pretty little housewife (you) and a tiny chubby-cheeked baby. White picket fence, holidays, Barnses family reunions, because we all know Bucky would adore that. Welcoming a cat and another one of his mini-me’s, maybe two.

But what about after that? His oldest’s graduation, his youngest’s? I want Bucky who struggles to watch his babies move out, I want Bucky who is devastated to watch them leave but even happier to see them thrive. What about when he becomes a granddad?

So here is old man Bucky becoming a granddad after getting the domestic bliss he deserves.

It’s his birthday. What number, Bucky didn’t know, he stopped keeping track too long ago. Far more important was the roudy group of his grown children, scattered around the living room with their partners and childhood friends, extended family and the like. It’s been nothing short of perfect, great food and nice weather with all his favorite people shoved into one house.

All except for one, that is.

‘Little’ Eliana, the youngest of the bunch and the only girl. Even though she’s a happy and healthy 25 years old, she was still doted on by all the men, brothers and Bucky alike. She was the princess, the baby, the littlest duck in the row- despite being married for 3 years already. So it really shouldn’t have been as surprising as it was to him, but Bucky still saw a grinning little girl with dirty hands when he looked at her. Eliana arrived with husband in tow fashionably late, her present tucked away to the back to the pile amidst the chaos of being greeted. Bucky, being the birthday Dad, got the first and longest hug naturally. One that he savored, tucking his little girl into his arms and holding her close. He still couldn’t believe where life had taken him, finding his soulmate and settling down. Getting to watch his outstanding children grow and prosper in ways he never imagined, everything he never believed he deserved. But it was his anyways, and he had no idea just how much more amazing his life was about to become.

Every year Bucky insisted he didn’t need any gifts. He was the happiest he could imagine with just his family, all safe and sound in the same house. Yet every year, he got to unwrap a mounting pile of presents that just keep getting better. So far he got a new watch from his son, which was amazing. Something he had been really needing too. A cat tree from the other son, two new mugs, the softest blanket he had even felt. Slowly the pile went from huge, to decent, until there was only one left. Eliana’s, a tiny little black box topped with a cute golden ribbon. She always had adored her father’s arm, hours of her childhood spent marveling at the metal. Now the fascination presented itself in his gift wrapping, or the black wedding band on her finger. A mimic of the engraving he had done when he married you.

She passes it over with a nervous smile, immediately curling back into her husband’s side. Bucky took the gift with a grin and a thank you, settling back and carefully peeling away the paper. You’re watching over his shoulder when he opens the lid, tossing it to the side and revealing the contents within. A little folded square of fabric. He pulled it out, confusion clear on his face as he turned it over. He unfolded it, taking a second to process just what he was looking at.

A tiny baby onesie, and written across the front was ‘I’m not spoiled, my Granddad just loves me”. He blinked, turning it over in his hands and re-reading the words, then reading them again. You had already put together the dots, leaping from your spot next to him with a surprised shriek. For Bucky, it was taking a while to really set in, eyes locked on the little outfit in his hands.

His daughter was…pregnant?

He was going to be a grandfather?

…He’s going to be a grandfather!

The tears are falling before the poor man even realizes he’s crying. Because after everything he had done, all the pain and suffering caused, Bucky was lucky enough to now be a grandfather. He looked up when legs appearing in his blurry vision, and there she was. The girl he had read stories to every night, kissed her boo-boos and held her hand. The girl who he raised into a wonderful young woman, smiling at him with giddy excitement. Excitement over having a child of her own, creating her own family to love and cherish. His chest was practically bursting with emotions, all of them pouring out with his tears and laughter as he stood to sweep her in his arms again.

And needless to say, the onesie spoke the truth. If you think this man spoiled his children, it’s a whole other ball game with his grandkids. His wallet is their atm, stealing them away for weekends with Pop-Pop, giving them memories to cherish forever. He cries holding his first granddaughter after she’s born. He cries when the second and third come, and he’s inconsolable when your eldest son reveals the name of his own firstborn. Andrew Bucky Barnes, the fifth grandchild he gets to welcome.

Pop-pop who picks up his kiddos early from school just because he missed them

Pop-pop who never misses a thing. Holidays, birthdays, graduations.

Pop-pop who always has the best stories, the warmest hugs, and the fluffiest pet cat.

Pop-pop who all his grand-babies adore just as much as he adores them.

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ageofevermore · 11 months

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STRAWBERRY PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICH

SUMMARY — natasha swings by to spend the day with you, bringing along somebody else to ease you into the pack dynamic

WARNINGS — omegaverse, soulmates, mentions of panic attacks and the aftermath of panic attacks, blood, kitchen knife, natasha showing off some dominance

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Despite being an early riser most days, you didn’t wake up until after noon, and even by then, you weren’t pleased with the intrusion of light in your apartment. You whined into your pillows, tossing in the too-warm bed before deciding that you had to get up and get ready. Your entire body ached as you changed from your soft silk pajama set into a light pastel mini dress. You pulled a matching cardigan out of your closet and threw it onto your unmade bed, ready and waiting for if today's events led you to venturing outside.

You had shuffled around your apartment for almost half an hour, brushing out your hair and doing your makeup, bouncing lightly on the balls of your feet when one of your favorite songs played through the bluetooth speakers that you had synced around the small, but cozy space. You almost hadn’t heard the three knocks on your front door over the soft hum of the guitar instrumental and the pill bottle in your hand, but you did and your heart burst with uncontainable excitement.

You had been itching to see Natasha again since she’d left last night. So much so that even your dreams were plagued with fairytales of those soft green eyes and red hair. God, having your mates in your life was unlike anything you had imagined it to be. You were about to open the front door when your heart sank to her stomach. Natasha was great. She was darling, even. But she had brought somebody else with her this time, and even with the warning and explicit permission, your could feel the ache in your muscles increasing as your anxiety spiked.

So, you nervously peeked out the peephole, trying to calm your racing heart before it became a problem you couldn’t handle on your own. You could see Natasha, but whoever she brought with her was standing just out of sight. It took everything in you to actually answer the door and not retire to your bed for the rest of the day in a pile of embarrassment and dread.

“H-Hi.” You mumbled shyly, already fiddling with the hem of your short dress. You were glad that you’d opted for this one, because had it been any longer in length you would’ve been left to awkwardly twirl strands of brown hair around your fingers and cling to nothing but hope that your mates wouldn’t notice how they trembled.

Natasha smiled fondly at the girl in front of her. “Hi sweetheart, you look beautiful.” She noted, eyes trailing over the soft pink dress that you had picked out, though her amusement truly lied in the fact that on her Omega’s feet were mitch matched polkadot socks, one pink and the other blue.

You stumbled to find a response, ultimately coming up with a weak and bashful thank you. Natasha smiled fondly, though since last night she’d become aware of what the scent of anxiety was like on the Omega. She frowned, cursing herself for thinking this wouldn’t shake you. She was proud her girl had managed this far without stuttering over herself too bad though. It seemed like the girl had a habit of doing so.

“This is Bucky, sweetheart.” Natasha informed, though she knew you were well aware of who he was. Your eyes kept trailing over to him, but every time they got close enough to really look at his face your looked away sheepishly. Both Alpha’s were on fire, wanting nothing more then to mark the precious girl standing in the doorway.

“H-Hi. I’m Y/N.” You nervously greeted, holding your hand out for the assassin to shake. You were trembling, but the mantra of, ‘you’re okay’ repeating in your head was helping to keep most of the shivers at bay. Bucky smiled fondly at your, lifting the trembling hand to his lips, noting how cold the otherwise soft skin was.

Neither Alpha said anything about how long they’d been standing out in the hallway for, but you soon realized that for yourself and your face burnt with a gentle pink blush. Natasha giggled, stepping into the cozy space when you offered, immediately taking in everything she could.

The small apartment wasn’t overly clean and tidy. It was clean, cleaner then Tony’s room had ever been, but it was also lived in. You didn’t have dishes in the sink, but you did have cups and bowls on a drying mat not far away. There wasn’t any water around the dishware, telling Natasha that you had probably washed them and set them out to dry another day. The living room was all the same. A pair of slippers were thrown around, and there were two blankets on the couch, but other than that your jackets were either all put away somewhere else or hanging neatly on the back of chairs. It was a space that radiated your gentle energy, and selfishly Natasha wanted to absorb it and replicate it in the tower.

What Bucky noticed that Natasha had overlooked, was the open pill bottle on the countertop. His lips curled in concern, not wanting to overstep his boundaries and your comfort, but wanting to assure that his Omega was feeling above the weather. “You feelin’ alright, Doll?” He asked, and you traced his gaze back to the open tylenol bottle. You blushed red, shuffling towards the counter with a bowed head.

“Had a bad attack yesterday,” You summed up, looking unsure on whether you should continue before ultimately deciding that it wouldn’t hurt. “E-Everything aches afterwards and I fell asleep before I could take anything last night.” You spoke softly, and both Bucky and Natasha frowned thinking about how much pain you must’ve been in if you were digging through medicine cabinets looking for help.

Bucky nodded understandingly. Natasha had told them in detail about her day with you, and he might've been the one the most upset about your anxiety attack. The man was plagued with trauma from a handful of decades as a deadly weapon away from his mates. He understood your suffering probably the best besides Natasha.

“You have any water yet today, sweetheart?” Natasha asked casually, sitting down at your kitchen island when the younger girl led them over to the space. There was a clear Starbucks water cup sitting on the counter, looking like it hadn’t been touched, which was truly the only reason Natasha asked. She didn’t want to overwhelm the Omega with rules they hadn’t even discussed and agreed upon yet, though she would definitely make the three cups of water rule nonnegotiable.

You shook her head, blushing at Natasha’s question. You weren’t used to this kind of attention, or attention at all really. You didn’t know how you were supposed to react, or if you were allowed to react at all. “I only just woke up.”

Bucky laughed at that. He’d listened to Natasha drone on for hours the night before, rambling about all the ticks and traits she’d subtly picked up on, and she had confidently placed a bet with Steve that their early riser would remain bedridden until well into the afternoon. It looks like she’s just won herself ten dollars and a chance to top in their next session.

Natasha didn’t have to ask you to drink the water though, because before either assassin could say anything about the late wake up, you were putting her lips around the straw delicately and both of them wanted to groan aloud. Apparently Natasha wasn’t bluffing when she’d warned the men about your innocent and subconscious flirting.

“It’s pretty late to just be getting up, dorogoy.” Natasha hums, and she giggles at the way you let your shoulders relax at the pet name. Bucky doesn’t think you even noticed that your shoulders have been tense since you’d invited them inside, but nonetheless his heart warms seeing how you relax at Natasha’s gentle tone.

“That’s how it is after a bad attack. I don’t like getting up so late.” You spoke shyly, fiddling with the straw between your lips and avoiding both of your Alpha’s eyes. You still hadn’t taken the tylenol, and you weren’t sure why you suddenly felt apprehensive to in their presence. “Um, c-can I?” You motioned to the pills, trying hard to keep your cheeks from burning.

“Didn’t you just take them?” Natasha frowned. She could’ve sworn she heard the bottle rattling before you came to let them in. She’d been out of field practice for a while, but she didn’t think she’d started imagining the sound of half-full pill bottles.

You shook her head. “You knocked just as I got it open.” You mumbled, obviously embarrassed about your struggle with the child-locked bottle. Bucky couldn’t help his loud laugh that shook his chest, and both Natasha and you glared at him. Natasha because she wanted to laugh along with him, but knew it would set you on edge, and you because you hadn’t found your situation funny when your muscles already felt heavy. “‘s not funny, Buck!”

“I’m sorry, you’re right, Doll, it’s not funny at all.” He continued to taunt and you pouted deeper at him, huffing your chest outward in petty defiance. You had to admit the more he laughed the more you found amusement in the situation, but you were stubborn sometimes, usually in times when you’d gotten too little sleep and your body hurt.

“Stop teasing, the little one, Buck. If she pouts any harder I think she’ll pull the muscles in her lips.” Natasha teases, and you huff before breaking out into little giggles at their ridiculousness. God, you wished that you never had to leave this moment, although it would be better if your bones didn’t hurt and your head didn’t ache. “You can take them, baby. We don’t mind.” You nodded when you’d finally collected yourself, washing them down with a sip of the water. Your water that would become abandoned in only ten minutes when you moved on to fawning over a conversation with Bucky.

Natasha was watching her two mates fondly. Just after three, you had suggested that you start on lunch. Bucky had promptly refused, assuring that he and Natasha had already planned to take you out to a nice early dinner just before four. He’d quickly given into your plans when you’d persisted and batted your eyelashes at him, hardly even realizing that just your pout alone had changed his mind.

So, now the two were making sandwiches and salad. Bucky was dicing cucumbers, while you smothered two slices of white bread in peanut butter. Admittedly, you had never had a peanut butter and strawberry sandwich before right now, but the combination had sounded heavenly the minute that you’d heard it, and Bucky’s smile when you suggested it had made it worth it even if you would hate it.

“No, I still haven’t caught up on any films before the 2000s.” Bucky admitted, sliding the thinly diced cucumbers into the salad bowl. He’d made the mistake of getting you started on the topic of cinema and film, but seeing his girl come so far from the shy and stuttering Omega he’d been introduced to only a few hours ago made it worth it.

“B-But!” You looked up from the cutting board where you were slicing strawberries in half, completely flabbergasted by what you’d just heard. Bucky Barnes had been living as a free man for so many years, and he still hadn’t seen films like Tangled and The Hunger Games. A warning was on the tip of Natasha’s tongue to be careful, but it had happened just as the words surrounded the trio in the kitchen. Your lighthearted bantering had turned into pained whimpers and a sharp cry of pain when the cutting knife sliced your fingertip. “Fuck.” You sobbed, a good chunk of your finger ripped open by the sharp blade. Both Alpha’s hearts sunk at your pained whines, rushing towards you with a protective fire in their bellies.

“Let me see it, sweetheart.” Natasha cooed, but you shook your head, trembling as you cuddled the wound close to your chest, effectively smearing blood all over your pretty dress. That definitely wasn’t a good sign. “Y/N, let me see it, please.”

You shook her head again, tears falling down your cheeks in rapid successions. “It’s going to hurt!” You whimpered, pinching your eyes shut as you tried to ignore the dull throbbing beneath your skin. You hated cuts. You hated blood. It was right up there with your fear and hatred of needles. It seemed that as good as your recent days have been, they’ve had an obnoxious amount of bad and worse.

“It already hurts, doesn’t it, Doll?” Bucky asked calmly. He could see Natasha getting worked up, becoming emotional and fuzzy headed as she tried to refrain from fully letting her Alpha instincts guide her actions. It was still too early for that. You were still too timid and jumpy. They both needed more trust to be built before she could feel comfortable dominating her Omega in a domestic situation like this.

You whine, nodding your head with a trembling lower lip, looking empyrean and beautiful even in this moment. “D-don’t like blood.” You finally managed to tell them, which explained your pinched shut eyes and immediate avoidance to look at your still gushing and throbbing finger. It made both Avengers hearts sink.

“That’s alright. You don’t have to look, babydoll. Can I see it though? It’s bleeding pretty bad.” Bucky gently pulled your hand away from your chest, moving slowly to see if you resisted. He was more than happy when you didn’t, instead just bit your lower lip and squeezed your eyes shut tighter. “Good girl, Doll. You're being such a good girl for us.”

You melted at the praise, subconsciously melting into Natasha’s embrace as the red-head stood behind you, looking over your shoulder at Bucky. He wasn’t all that worried about the injury. It wasn’t deep enough to require stitches, but where you had nicked yourself would be a bitch to let heal. He could imagine your clumsy actions causing the cut to reopen a handful of times before it would finally heal.

“Ow.” You whimpered when Bucky blew on the cut, his cool breath making a strange sensation travel up your nerves. It wasn’t pain that he inflicted, but it had shocked you still, and that was the first response your come up with. Bucky wanted to laugh at how cute you were.

“We’ve gotta clean it, Doll. How about you tell Natasha where you keep your bandaids, and I can rinse it so you don’t have to see the blood. Yeah? That sound like a good plan?” He asks softly, making sure that plan was good with Natasha as well. Both Alpha’s just wanted to coddle the Omega, but they were moving at your pace, and Bucky truthfully didn’t blame you if after this you kicked them out and spent the day alone. You had been through so much in the last few days, he could only imagine what that ache in her muscles felt like now. “Such a brave girl for us.”

“Um, b-bandaids are in my bedroom. T-They’re on my nightstand.” You stuttered, your words shaky and breathy. It broke Bucky’s heart to now know what Natasha had been talking about. Even when they’d first arrived this afternoon, your stuttering hadn’t been so harsh and breathy. The scent of anxiety and pain was overwhelming. It made Bucky’s chest tighten almost unbearably.

“Alright Doll, I'm just gonna run your finger under the tap, okay? It’s gonna be cold, and it’s gonna feel weird, but it’s not going to hurt. Okay? It should make it feel better.” You gave a reluctant nod, burying your face in the Alpha’s chest when he reached out to start the tap. You felt utterly pathetic, sobbing over a cut that in truth wasn’t that bad, but it was more than just the cut and the embarrassment that was weighing on your mind and your heart. You didn’t have to be alone anymore, you didn’t have to do things by herself and for yourself, but with that came the responsibility of committing to a pack. You had to let yourself be vulnerable and present in those relationships, and that went against every self preservation method that you had been perfecting and implementing since your mother passed away.

Truthfully, you just didn’t know what to do with yourself and that was overwhelming. You didn’t know what the right move would be for you, or what would send you spiraling with anxiety. You didn’t know your mates at all, but you knew that you wanted them happy and content. You wanted to feel that way too, and you did when you were with them, until all these feelings of uncertainty and anxiety came flooding back to you.

You hissed when the cold water splashed against your skin. The sound of the faucet running was loud and becoming overwhelming the longer it ran. You squirmed in Bucky’s embrace, whining at the discomfort in your body, digging your nose deeper into his neck and scent gland. Every nerve was on fire and the skin of your soulmarks pinched and burned. You just wanted quiet. And between the running tap and the music still playing, all you were being fed were loud obnoxious sounds.

“What do you need, Omega?” Bucky could spot the signs of a mate in distress the easiest, and his reasons for being able to do so were heartbreaking, but Natasha and the others had learned not to give him looks of pity. He was coming to terms with his past and his nightmares, all they could do for him was listen and be in the present.

You felt your finger being blown on and then dried off, most likely by a paper towel, then wrapped tightly in a bandage all in a few seconds. You hadn’t heard Natasha come back, but now that you weren't so blinded by the sound of the faucet you could recognize the second presence right beside you and Bucky.

“O-Overwhelmed.” You whimpered. The Omega opened her eyes for the first time in almost five minutes, trying to force down a wince at how bright the lights in the apartment had become. Bucky and Natasha frowned. You needed to drop, bad, but would you feel comfortable letting them help you? Natasha knew the answer was probably yes, but with conditions and restrictions that would almost definitely overwhelm you more than help you in this state.

You stumbled away from Bucky’s embrace, reaching out for your phone and turning off the music that neither Alpha had minded. Your knees almost buckled at the sight of the blood smeared across the countertops and floor, making the mistake of looking down at your chest.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, okay? Buck’ll clean up out here, dorogoy.” Natasha smiled comfortingly, seeing the greenish expression that overcame your face. Natasha made a mental note that blood was added to the top of the ‘things to desperately avoid’ list.

You nodded obidenty. You didn’t argue with either Alpha about being able to do it yourself, because in the moment, you didn’t want to. Your stomach was tight, your muscles ached, and being taken care of by Natasha was the most appealing option you had right now. The second would’ve been to collapse on your couch and take a nap, but you didn’t want them to leave. You liked the way their scents mixed together with yours. You liked the added heat they added to your small apartment. Taking Natasha’s hand when the woman reached out for you to take it, you didn’t try to hide how you melted at the touch and into Natasha.

Natasha waited until you were settled onto your bed before she closed the door, letting the sound of the running tap be blocked out by the wooden door. Your room was entirely your own fairytale space, and it made Natasha’s heart swell. The walls are a bright simple white, but there's not a space in the room that isn’t decorated by rainbow colors or greenery. Natasha’s absolutely in love with the squiggly full length mirror at the foot of your bed, covered in vines and positive messages. Your bed is pretty bare. Natasha had thought you’d be the type to collect stuffed animals, but you’ve kept it minimal it seems. Though your collection of pillows makes up for the almost bare sheets. You’ve got what Natasha assumes are comfort items, sprawled across your bed, and she smiles widely when she sees you reach and grab one of the small blankets.

“Can I ask you a question you might not like, sweetheart?” Natasha tested the waters, not wanting to be the final reason you force herself into a defensive headspace or even worse, Omegaspace. You’re working your way to a self-inflicted drop with or without her pressuring.

“Yes.” You verbalizes, getting the hint that it was the only answer Natasha wanted. When she was serious, she wanted to hear you say that you understood or that you agreed. Despite making your cheeks flush each time, you appreciated it. It made you feel safe, which was ultimately Natasha’s goal.

Natasha smiles, bending down so that you have to look down to meet her eye. Again, it lets the tension melt away from your stomach, feeling like in this position, you aren’t so looked down on. You hold the power right now. “Do you feel like you need to drop?”

Immediately you shakes your head. You don’t think you do. You knows it’ll help to reset your emotions if you do drop, but you think you’re more than okay to continue without one. You just needs to slow down for a couple days, even if that means not seeing Natasha and Bucky, or even letting them do it for you. You know your limit with dropping, and you don't think you’re at it.

“Words, Y/N.” Natasha gently reprimands, laying your hands on your soft thighs. You’ve gotten lost in your head, and as cute as your dazed out expression is, Natasha’s not convinced.

“I think I’m okay for right now.” The Omega whispers shyly, grabbing her Alpha’s hands and twisting her rings around her fingers. “Just need to slow down. Tried to do too much today.”

Natasha nods, more than satisfied with your response. Her proud smile makes you fall into yourself, blushing happily at the wordless praise. “Do you need to slow down alone? Bucky and I won’t be mad if you need some time, mladenec.”

“Don’t want you to leave. C-Can I, Can I take a nap though? Please?” You hold onto Natasha’s hands desperately, not wanting the woman to leave you alone right now. You like this feeling; feeling calm and protected and nurtured. You like not being alone.

“Of course you can, sweetheart. But, I think we should get you out of these clothes first.” Natasha smiles, and so they do that. She helps you into a pair of sweatpants and a brown form fitted ribbed crop top, smiling sweetly at the tired girl in her arms that's only getting sleepier with every step back to Bucky. You’re crashing fast, the adrenaline from just a few minutes ago failing you and burning you out. Natasha had to stop having the unfortunate timing of meeting you on mentally exhausting days.

The third in command laughs aloud at the sight of you blinking slowly, looking between him and Natasha in content. You don’t say anything, just wound your arms around Natasha’s waist and digs your nose into her neck. Natasha rubs her hand up and down the small of your back, smiling when Bucky meets her eye.

“You have to eat, then you can sleep, dorogoy.” Natasha informed, leading you towards the kitchen island. The three of them wouldn’t all fit at it, but Bucky had no problem leaning across the counter so his two girls could have a seat.

“Not hungry.” You slur, dropping your head into your arms when Natasha pulls a chair out for you. Bucky’s lips pull into a lazy smile, his hands still working on plating the two strawberry and peanut butter sandwiches. Natasha’s sandwich is just peanut butter, and it’s already waiting for the red-headed women by the barstool closest to the wall.

“You’ve gotta have some of it, sweetheart.” Natasha says again, raising an eyebrow when you huff. The smaller girl doesn’t make a move to reach for the plate Bucky’s offering, just turns her head in her arms so her brown eyes can squint in Natasha’s direction. “You can pout at me all you want, love, but that sandwich needs to be eaten.”

You whine. You really weren’t hungry, but you didn’t want to disobey your Alpha, especially when Natasha already hadn’t believed you about not needing to drop. So begrudgingly, you reach for the sandwich, thanking Bucky despite your tight pout. You take a small bite from the middle, melting at the taste on your tongue. You don’t want to admit Natasha was right, and you needed to eat because now that you were your stomach felt empty, but you couldn’t help the content sigh that bubbled in your chest.

When the three of them were done with lunch, you dragged them towards your couch. Your eyes were burning, hardly open anymore as you craved sleep. Neither Alpha minded, instead helping you settle into the couch, your head on Natasha’s shoulder while you fiddled with Bucky’s flesh hand. It hadn’t even been six minutes before you were fast asleep, melting into both of your mates like you had never been anywhere else but their embrace.

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DISCLAIMER

─ almost all the works linked below are +18. please read the warnings before you read the fic. i won’t be accepting any accusations about the topic i wrote because you skipped the warnings. the fics linked below might include dark fics.

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─ main masterlist

》 honey baby: ceo!bucky wants to have some fun during an online meeting.

》 kitten: dom!bucky reminds you your place.

》 bloody: bucky loves watching you carry his marks, so he gives you some.

》 angel face: some drunk shenanigans happen. the next day brings sober confessions with it.

》 unexpected relief: bucky writes a website’s name wrong, but he’s not unhappy with the results.

》 pleasure: daddy!bucky needs to relax, and you’re there to help him.

》 wicked tongue: you have a one night stand with a very handsome, older guy and you get surprised at the end.

》 what you need: you need money and your roommate is there to help you in every way.

》 intentional: alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

》 abyss: hades!bucky falls in love with you in the first sight.

》 pour some sugar on me: rockstar!bucky sees you in the crowd and wants to get to know you. natasha helps him.

》 fade out: serialkiller!bucky thinks he was created to make wrongs right, and that’s exactly what he does to you.

》 pretty: bartender!bucky flirts with you, and you end up in an alley next to the bar he works in.

》 been like this: mob!bucky is possessive and makes sure you’re owned and bred.

》 i was made for lovin’ you: rockstar!bucky wants another baby, and you indulge him into his wish.

》 for your love: tfatws!bucky reminiscing his times with his soulmate. his family is there to support him.

》 the knowing: watching your soulmate have a life with someone other than you hurts way more than one can imagine.

》 vanilla: without knowing, you slept with your dad’s best friend who happened to be the best smelling alpha.

》 hush baby: crushing on your best friend and learning that he was crushing on you back had come with a package, and you couldn’t be happier and hornier.

》 let the feeling come take you: you come across to this rockstar at the bar and your life changes from there.

》 wildfire: you connect with a beautiful man on the beach, and things progress from there.

》 underworld: a demon finds you being lonely in his bar and decides that you need a good time.

》 red flags and long nights: three months isn’t long enough to get to know someone, especially if that person had different... tastes.

》 freak in the sheets: dilf!bucky is a flirts and he knows what he wants: you. thankfully, you want him back.

》 baby it’s you: omega!bucky has finally found his potential mate through beyoncé songs.

》 snatch my soul: ceo!nick finds a different way to make you forgive him about something that was not real.

》 supermodel: rockstar!bucky wants to make things right after his big fuck up in the past.

》 touch my soul from outside: dadsbestfriend!bucky knows exactly how to love on you.

》 i wanna be yours: rockstar!bucky loves and cherishes you to the point of annoying his best friend who happnes to be your brother.

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Wildest Dreams: Part 4

It seemed like weeks since they had found you in the library and tried to trap you, the two massive alphas who had practically been dry-humping in the aisle that you were needing to get into, but in reality it was a little over a week.

You had exited one of your physiology classes only to be flagged down by one of the junior receptionists that worked directly for the dean. She had caught you before you could head to your second class, and had in not so many words, informed you that the dean needed to talk to you.

You’d thought that maybe there was a problem with your admittance papers, or there could have been a few issues with your classes since you’d been told they were reaching peak registration numbers. What you had been thinking was on an entirely different level and scope than what was waiting for you when you arrived at the dean’s office.

The first indication that the older alpha and dean were not alone, was the wavering and wandering scents of the two alphas who had cornered you in the library. The first integral notes that had infiltrated your nose were confusing at best, given that you had no reason to be here with them unless the head librarian had made a complaint about you from the week before. Still, it hadn’t eased you.

Still, as you had entered the office and had taken the seat to the far right of Bucky you were not unbound.

You were confused, you were anxious and you had been stuck between wanting to throw your book at Barnes’ big head and fleeing the room as the scent of alpha became overwhelming.

“Hey bean-“

“Don’t talk to me.” You cut Bucky off with a tense snap, your entire body and hindbrain firing off neurons that only added to your feeling of unsettled composure.

There were too many alphas in the office that wasn’t nearly big enough to give you ease or peace of mind. It was much too concentrated to focus on anything but the way Steve and Bucky’s scent had reacted in time with your own, and the dean was looking between you expectantly.

There was a moment of awkward silence that fell between the four of you, as you waited for the news of why you were here to come to light. You had no possible idea why you were called to the office or why the two meatheads were here with you, the junior secretary had revealed nothing, and with no given clue as to why you were called, you were becoming more agitated and put off the flurry of scents.

It was only after the dean of the university had leaned forward and rested his elbows upon the desk, tucking his hands under his chin, that he had addressed you with a clearing of his throat.

“Mr. Rogers and Mr. Barnes are in need of a tutor in order to continue playing with the football team, they need to maintain a GPA of 4.2 and they’re sitting at 3.9. You were recommended by a few professors here and because of your connection-“

You felt the heat, bubbling and boiling anger poignant under your flesh as you grit your teeth and sucked air in through your flaring nostrils. You had bounced your heels against the floor as you fidgeted while listening to the dean yammer on about the pride the university had in their football team, and the great importance that having two players like Barnes and Rogers on the team.

He had continued, applying pressure to you to give in without formally asking you, all while the sound of his voice and his grading scent was fuelling your internal engine that would eventually lead to an outburst. You were biding your time, you were positively stewing from the weight of this news.

And you couldn’t cognitively explain why.

“We need the help, omega bean.” Bucky had fixated his gaze upon you, watching you with widening eyes and a droop of his bottom lip into a pout that had simultaneously made you more irritated than before and empathetic to their cause.

“We can’t play if we don’t raise our GPA.” Steve had also allocated a pout, and his blue-green eyes had become wide and doll-like.

You knew they loved the game, you knew they were talented and incredible at the sport. You knew they had to be extremely talented to have made the team in the first place, but to then have the admiration of so many people in and out of the school? That kind of talent and skill was impressive and had stirred support that was as powerful as it was poignant. They loved it, and they needed you.

Still, you were annoyed.

Was it because of the insistence that you and the two alpha form a bond again? Was it the feeling that this was all contrived by your parents and the past you shared? Or were you so annoyed and triggered by their presence because you recognized the familiarity you shared when you were younger? Was it your stubbornness that wouldn’t let you get past this re-admittance into your life?

“-you’ll receive extra credit toward your degree for your hours put into tutoring Mr. Rogers and Mr. Barnes-“ The dean continued to speak even as you had shoved your chair back and stood with your bag resting on your hip, and Steve and Bucky looking your way.

“It would’ve been nice to be asked instead of coerced into it.” You slammed your hand upon the flap of your bag, feeling the weight of your physiology and biology textbook that you’d used no less than ten minutes ago while wondering if you could get away with bashing them over the head with it.

“Omega Bean-“

“I’ll help you, not because I like you.” You smacked Bucky’s hand away when he tried reaching for you, warmth and piercing irritation stirring your ire like hot coals. “You miss one study session and it’s over, I won’t let you waste my time.”

You were overwhelmed by the scents of alphas, you needed out and you needed to breathe in a more even mix. You had stepped outside and slammed the door behind you hard enough to rattle the doorknob and the windows in the office. You had stumbled forward while your legs shook, desperate to get rid of their heady mix and get outside into the fresh air, your feet carried you until you hit an invisible wall and found yourself unable to move any further.

“We didn’t do this on purpose.” Steve jogged after you, coming to a stop just as you had a few feet away, his scent coming unhinged and still as potent yet it made you feel less stifled and more invigorated.

You had slowly exhaled and pivoted partially toward him, your hands clenching and leaning in a slow rhythm, his eyes fixated on you while your eyes had bounced around his face and shoulders, unable to focus on one thing for too long.

“Bucky and I, we’re not….trying to manipulate you. I know what you’re thinking, both of us know-“ you turned and darted away from him again, taking the nearest exit with a fire under your ass.

You pushed open the fire door and let it slam behind you, the metal clicking into place only to be opened again a few moments later. The sound of the door opening for the second time had echoed in your head just as the sound of their footsteps on the concrete had called out to your hindbrain like some kind of siren song to take control of your body.

“Y/N, stop!” Bucky had spoke up, Bucky had given the alpha command that slid too easily into your hindbrain and was accepted far too easily by those primordial and basest urges.

“Can you just talk to us? We’ve barely been able to keep up a conversation with you.”

They encroached, they drew closer and you were enveloped by their scents like you had been in the office only there wasn’t such a tarnished concentration as before. This was easier than before, even if you hadn’t wanted to be in their presence at all, at least their scents weren’t aggravating.

“I don’t want to talk to you, have you ever thought of that? Have you taken a moment to think that maybe I don’t want anything to do with you?” You turned on your heel, quickly coming to face them head on while also leaning into the stubborn nature that was inflicting you with such strong resistance.

The truth was, that having them pursuing you, it made you feel weak. Having them actively trying to worm their way back into your good graces and into your life, in general, was more than you could handle right now. Steve and Bucky wanting to pick up whatever you had in daycare when you were five, it had felt like you were standing on the edge of a high board, ready to dive into the water but being too afraid to look over the edge.

You knew that eventually you would have to go over, eventually you would have to take the plunge but it was your fear and your anxieties that kept you from completely giving in.

“Come on, you know that’s not true-“ You screamed in frustration and slipped your bag off your shoulder, whacking Steve in the side with your physiology and biology textbook as you countered his claim.

“It is true! I don’t want to be around you! You and your annoying little posse of cheerleaders and constant fuck cycle!” you huffed and whacked him once more before you turned sharply and started stalking away, only to stop again and turn back to look at both of them.

“That’s what you’re so mad about? You think we slept around with the cheer squad? JellyBean, those girls are our friends-“ Bucky had begun laughing, a sweeping chortle making his shoulders shake while Steve had winced and waved at Bucky to shut up.

“And the other omegas? The other girls who like to comment on your stupid instagram page-“

“Steve and I only fuck each other. Occasionally we have a third but-“ Bucky groaned when Steve had smacked his chest with enough power to knock the wind out of him, but the damage was done.

You had groaned and huffed again, stomping your feet dramatically like you had when you were younger. They let you leave, they let you walk away while they watched you and the steam billow out from your ears as you huffed and puffed about the two alphas who were caught under your skin.

They waited a few minutes before they had begun trailing on after you, walking the same path you had until you turned a corner and headed straight into one of the coffee shops on campus. Bucky and Steve had watched and waited as you took a table near the back and dumped your bag onto the seat, sitting with another, silent to them, huff and a purse of your lips.

None of this was going like they wanted, none of this had played out like what was in their heads and given how excited they were for you to be back it had felt like a harsh blow. There had been a long stint between daycare years and university, with most of the time passing as you were across the country from Steve and Bucky while they had each other.

It was, in part, a necessary evil to save you three from being socially isolated in a formed pack, but while Steve and Bucky had each other you had no one.

“We have to talk about it eventually.” Steve had grabbed Bucky’s hand to yank him into the coffee shop, the bell above the door announcing their presence but you had sparsely lifted your head.

You had only glanced at them when they approached the table as a pair and remained quiet and solemn. You had leaned back against your chair and crossed your arms over your chest, giving the two of them a deeply seeded glare that was akin to something cute and sweet trying to look deadly.

“We’re sorry,” Steve had cleared his throat and attempted an apology, settling one hand upon the back of the chair, “for…being stupid.”

“That’s a lifelong disease, Rogers. Being stupid.” You snipped and bared your teeth, your ire and anger as an omega was almost as deadly as theirs as alphas and you hadn’t needed to get physically violent. Again.

“Can we talk, please? explain ourselves?” Bucky started to slide the chair out from under the table, only to cease his actions when you whipped your head in his direction and let out a soft little growl of your own that had sparked little noughts of desire.

“We’ll buy you hot chocolate, and something to eat.” Steve attempted to smooth you over, with a bashful smile and a wave of his hand toward the counter. “You still like crushed candy cane and whipped cream, right?”

“My next class got cancelled.” You huffed and grit your teeth. “You have two and a half hours, and if I don’t want to listen-“

“You can leave anytime.” Bucky had quipped, adding the little bit as he took his seat across from you and then craned his neck back, grabbing Steve’s wrist to stop him from moving. “Grabbing me something, Stevie?”

“Are you going to pout if I don’t?” Steve grumbled, yanking his hand from Bucky’s wrist and rolling his eyes when he fell silent. “Why do I even bother asking?”

The cacophonous scents that had irritated you earlier had now dissipated and was replaced with the aroma of brewed coffee and slightly burnt sugar, the blend of teas and additives to the tops of their seasonal drinks that you had focused on.

And then Steve and Bucky’s scents crept back up and overpowered it all, leaving you feeling as if you could have purred and revelled in its comfort since your heart, brain and hindbrain all seemed to be discordance with each other.

“We didn’t sleep around, I should clarified-“ Bucky’s voice was akin to honey, laced with the kind of sweetness that was natural for an alpha trying to connect with an omega.

“Your friend…Rhys-“

“Rhys! Yes!” Steve spoke with overexcitement, knocking his knee against the underside of the table, a sharp whine falling from his lips.

“Rhys, the cheerleader, she found me after you left. But then I saw all these other comments-“ you sighed, your eyebrows furrowed. “We’re not friends, we haven’t been friends-“

“Steve and I have only been with each other, and occasionally we’ll sleep with an omega when our ruts are really bad.”

Bucky reached out and rest his hand upon yours, only connected for a moment before you yanked your hand back. “Sorry. Sorry…”

“She said you’re like their brothers, and that most of them are in relationships.” You steeled your gaze toward Bucky, yanking yourself and your coffee back to create more distance. “But you still have all those girls hanging off of you, your little fan club-“

“Omega Bean, we waited for you. We would never-“

“Yeah? Did you?” You snapped again, bearing your teeth with bite and ire. “You had each other. I had no one. You at least got to grow up together while I was ripped away and moved across the country.”

“You know what our parents said-“ Steve had reached for you again, his fingers grazing your forearm. “I’m sorry we had to leave, but you’re here and we can start off-“

“No,” you cut him off, confused by your feelings and the screeching of your hindbrain to just give in, “no we are not diving back in. Not where we left off. Absolutely not.”

“Friends then?” Bucky stole your attention, smiling charmingly and beautifully. “No courting, no dates. Just…friends? And a tutor..?”

“I’m so pissed at you, I could throttle both of you.” You growled, still as intimidating as a little bunny, but if it made you feel better they would’ve heard it all day.

“You got Steve already.” Bucky grinned, boyishly chortling under his breath. “I don’t remember you being so strong.”

“Bucky-“

“Yeah? You’re next Barnes.” You grabbed your bag and lifted it over your shoulder, letting it fall against your hip. You stood and grabbed your coffee and your untouched pastry, clinging to both as you stood but hadn’t left.

“Friends?” Bucky batted his eyelashes at you, pouting and pleading in a very un-alpha like manner.

“You really waited? You had no one else?” You questioned, your guard slipping for a moment.

“Of course we did.” Steve’s voice had grown softer, his eyes just as tender and sweet. “I can count on one hand-“

“We missed you.” Bucky grabbed your wrist, his thumb brushing against your veins as he scented you. “We missed you every day, omega bean.”

It brought you comfort and warmth, and you had to mentally berate yourself not to close your eyes and revel in it.

“Friends. Barely friends.” You jabbed your finger into Bucky’s chest, your eyes narrowing into a glare that was neither intimidating nor deadly. “And we start studying Thursday.”

“We have practice Thursday.” Steve spoke, sliding the calendar over to you. “Friday and Saturday’s are saved for games-“

“Fine. Wednesday then,” you spoke again, with a little more fierce, “I can only do Monday and Wednesday.”

“Since we’re friends…” Bucky slowly stood, trapping you between the next table and his chest. “Would you consider coming to our practices and games?”

“Our first game is this week. Start of the season-“

“-fine.” You stepped around Bucky and began walking toward the door, stopped once more by the sound of his voice.

“Would you consider friends with-“ you turned and looked over your shoulder, a laugh bubbling on your tongue as Steve slapped his hand over Bucky’s mouth to shut him up.

“Silence,” you laughed under your breath, “it’s a real good look on you, Barnes.”

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Baby, Fever & Cuddles

Glimpses of the grumpy chubby alpha!bucky's love life.

Summary: When Y/N unexpectedly cancelled their date plan, Bucky’s troubled mind seemed to jump right into the worst case scenario, but the reality was not quite what he thought.

Note: This is a part of 《 And You're Mine 》 AU.

Pairing: chubby alpha!bucky x omega!female!reader

Words: 3.5k++

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics. fluffy and soft feels with our chubby!alpha!bucky.

P/S: My writing is quite rusty after months of not utilizing it, so forgive me for that. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy this short fic and happy reading! 🤍

Read my other works here: Masterlist

Bucky has been staring, or more accurately, glaring at the reflection of himself for far too long now. Completely distracted with the image on the mirror, he did not notice how his well-made bed is now crowded with piles of his clothing items.

Hoodies, jeans, dress-shirts and even the dinner suit that he got last year; they were all mixed up in an untamed way. He might need a couple of hours to re-organize those but it does not matter right now.

What matters is what should he wear for his second date with y/n? So far everything he tried on was either too fancy or too tacky. “For fuck’s sake, it’s just a coffee date. Just pick one and go, Jesus.” Bucky’s inner Alpha has been nagging him to get this over with, because he’s going to be late to the date, especially if he plans to pick-up a bouquet for her.

Now standing in his red Henley, which he deemed was appropriate, he could not look past the soft bulge on his stomach. The bright colour of the fabric did nothing to hide the unflattering shape of his belly. He twisted his body to the side and unintentionally grimaced at the sight.

Bucky instinctively sucked in a deep breath, trying to hide the extra fat of his body; giving a glance of the shadow of his past self when he was but a man with a well-built body.

Bucky sighed out the breath that held, and his belly naturally morphed into the original shape. He really can’t hide his imperfections; not his belly nor his prosthetic arm. As he stares at the source of his insecurities, he remembered the night of his first date with her;

His cheeks heats into shades of red and pink as the memories remind him of her; the softness of her skin against his palms, that cute little purr she made and her sweet scent that he was already addicted to.

Before the blood managed to rush further down to his spine, he shook off the unholy thoughts produced by inner alpha. Bucky glanced at the mess on his bed from the reflection of the mirror and let out a sigh before glaring at himself, “What are you so afraid of?”.

Now that he was standing in front of her apartment, Bucky suddenly remembered why.

His heart pounds, his palms were sweating within his leather gloves, his fingers fiddled with the delicate material of the bouquet wrappings. The second date is different compared to the first; there’s more expectation, which means there might be more disappointment awaits.

Not that he would be displeased with y/n but he is afraid that she will be with him. A few sweet words that she spoke on their first date might work to calm him down at the moment, but it is not enough to make his years worth of insecurity disappear completely.

Bucky gulped nervously as he lifted his hand towards the door; he knew that he was quite early from the promised time, but he couldn’t help it. As much as he is afraid of what will come, he was as excited to see her again. She had been occupying his mind like no other; he misses her. A lot.

When he was about to knock on the door, his phone rang. Slipping it out of his pocket, his phone almost fell from his hands, when he read the name on the caller’s placeholder. Y/N. He took a deep breath and slid the icon across the screen, “Hello. Hi” Bucky’s tongue was already tied with just two words out.

“Hi, Bucky.” she greeted with softly. That alone was enough make his heart skipped a beat. “Hi, y/n.” Bucky could not control the dreamy undertone in his voice, if only she could see the soft haze in his gaze, “What’s up?”

“Really, Bucky? ‘What’s up’?” he mentally scolded himself for this choice of words. A brief silence followed his question. “Was that… hesitation?” a thought popped at the back of his head. “Ummm, listen, Bucky…” her voice dripped with uncertainty.

Bucky’s fist around the stem of the bouquet got a little tighter when she continued, “..I’m sorry. But, I think we should cancel our plans today. Umm, some, uh, something came up and I think I can’t make it...” Her cryptic reasons were just a buzzing sound in his ear now.

What was he expecting? That this time it’ll be different? He’s finally gonna have the happy ending he deserves? No. Of course, not.

“What was I thinking?” Bucky’s head slightly lean forward as he try to recollect himself, “I understand.” He replied. y/n quickly apologised for her sudden decision but Bucky was not really listening.

He was just trying to clear out the dark clouds in head by leaning his head to the apartment door. But when his hand was trying to support his weight against the wall, he accidentally pressed the doorbell.

“Shit!” he cursed under his breath. Panic arose when y/n asked if he could hold for a minute while she get the door. “No wait! y/n don--”, a few milliseconds later, the door was wide open, revealing the omega who's been occupying his mind for weeks.

“Bucky?” Her eyes widened; shocked at first but morphed into a pleasant smile. “You’re here?” she was awfully in glee to see the alpha, especially when she saw the pretty bouquet of carnations in his hand. But the joy only lasted for a short moment, until she realised, “Don’t tell me you were already here when I called you…” a soft gasp came from the smaller, her eyes glistening with guilt.

Bucky thought that there’s no way to go about this other than telling the truth, “Yeah. I’m sure you have a good reason to cancel our date. And since you’re here, umm, here.” hands trembling, he extended the bouquet towards her, his gruff exterior softened by the shy smile on his lips, “….for you.”

y/n’s cheeks flushed with delight as she accepted the flowers, “Awww, Bucky.” She held the soft petals towards her face, inhaling the spicy clove-y scent. Reminded by the time she first met him, the corners of her lips curled upwards into a tender smile before looking up at him with a sparkle of alluring mischief in her gaze.

In that split second, something was triggered at the back of Bucky’s mind. It seemed like he had seen this view before. In fact, it is almost identical. Including this very moment, when she tiptoed upwards, her tender gesture of cupping one side his chubby cheek and her soft lips pressed on the other, "Thank you for the flowers, alpha." She whispered against his skin.

When the omega looked up at him with that sweet smile on her lips, his inner alpha was ready to pounce on her and it was all from just that one innocent kiss, “You’re welcome, doll” His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her body close to his, “Glad you liked it.” He returned her kiss with his own, a gentle grab on the side of her head and a loving kiss on her cheek.

A pleasant shiver crawled all over his body, his cheeks heated up and his ears reddened. Bucky’s eyes soften into a hazy gaze that if she look closely, she might see hearts twinkling in his ocean blues.

He wanted more. More of her lips, more of her gentle touch. More of her.

Before the sounds of their soft laughter could spread, the loud shrieking sound of a crying baby coming from y/n’s apartment startled both of them to a freeze. y/n was quick on her feet, “Oh no, Daisy.” she gasped as she broke out from Bucky’s loose grip.

The omega purred in delight to his gesture, her hand instinctively went to grab on his shoulder; literally melting in his embrace when she lost her stance.

Good thing Bucky had his arms securely around her because if not she would’ve ended up on the floor. Bucky chuckled amusingly when he slowly led her body to lean back, almost dangling on his arm, as his kisses lingered on her jaw.

“Come on in, Bucky.” she shouted when she entered the living room area. Bucky didn’t reject her offer, and stepped into the foyer. Closing the door behind him, he saw how some of her shoes were organised at the entrance; he quietly took off his shoes and slipped into one of the fuzzy guest slippers that was laid on the side.

Stepping further inside, he realised that this was his first time in y/n’s home. He felt a wave of warmth enveloped him like a comforting embrace. His eyes wandered around the corridor, noticing the photographs on the wall; each frame a snapshot of cherished moments frozen in time. Smiling faces gazed back at him, capturing the essence of love and laughter that filled the air.

As Bucky entered the living room, he was met with the sight of y/n tenderly coaxing a crying baby into calmness; swaying the little bundle to the rhythm of her quiet lullaby. His heart skipped a beat at the gentle scene, though he knew instinctively that the baby wasn't her own. Any other normal person would’ve thought the opposite. But the lack of semblance in their scent gave it away.

y/n glanced up, a mixture of apology and relief in her eyes. "This is Daisy, my next-door neighbour's baby girl," she explained, her voice soft with concern. "Her mother caught a high fever all of the sudden, and Mr.Scott is out of town for work.”

Bucky’s steps stopped when he reached by y/n’s side, “The couple is not from here. They just moved from the UK a few months ago. They don’t have any family here.” Bucky silently listened to her explanation as his eyes peered at the baby in her arms; now calmed and curious of the tall stranger next to y/n.

“I volunteered to care for her while the mother went for a checkup at the nearby medical centre." y/n explained as she softly wiped the remaining tears on Daisy's cheeks, "I'm sorry," y/n continued, her tone tinged with guilt. "I know it's selfish of me to cancel our date because of this."

Her teeth sunk into her bottom lips. “I could’ve suggested a day care or something. But instead, I took the job.” She chuckled when Daisy babbled some incoherent words.

Bucky quickly intercepted her before she could come up with other lines of unnecessary explanation. He shook his head, a gentle smile gracing his lips. "No, don't be," he reassured her, his gaze softened as the baby chortled gleefully. "I can see why it's hard to resist."

The atmosphere shifted into something else; sweet and warm until the sound of the oven timer went off. "And that would be my lunch burning," y/n remarked, relief evident in her tone. Without missing a beat, she passed Daisy into Bucky’s arms, and he instinctively cradled her close.

It was his first time holding a baby. He knows that babies are small, I mean everybody knows that. But he never realises how light they are. No wonder people say they are fragile.

It's the softest thing he ever touched, he could not believe it. So, he does it again and again. Apparently it is amusing to Daisy that Bucky was playing with her cheeks, the little sweetheart squeal and chortle every time he poked his finger on her. There was no denying the fact that Bucky’s heart was tugged in several different directions whenever she shrieked in joy.

When Bucky’s hand reached to touch Daisy’s cheeks, he realised that maybe handling a baby with leather gloves and jacket was probably not the best idea. He skillfully took them off while cradling the baby close to his chest.

When he was done stripping to Henley, he brought his fleshed finger and poked Daisy’s round cheek.

Bucky momentarily lifted his gaze and observed the chaos unfolding in the kitchen with a sense of understanding, then turned his attention back to baby Daisy, who gazed up at him with wide, adoring eyes. "How about I stay and help you babysit little Daisy?" he suggested, a warm smile playing on his lips. "Seems like you could use a helping hand."

Y/n’s eyes widened in surprise, touched by his offer. "You would do that?" she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. "I don't see any reason not to," Bucky replied with a shrug. "We're…" his words halted when he thought about it, "…mates. No, not yet." his mind spoke. Stumbling over the word as he corrected himself. "You, You're my girl, after all."

A blush spread across y/n's cheeks at his words, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. "Plus, I think little Daisy wants me to stay," Bucky continued, “Don’t you, flower?” his smile grew as the baby chortled and gurgled in agreement.

So, both of them took the role of being temporary parents while getting to know more about each other. If Steve was there to see this scene he’d tear up from how beautiful it was. The way they naturally tend to each other’s every need and how natural their chemistry clicked.

It was so effortless, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle finally finding their perfect fit. From the moment they stepped into the cosy haven of Daisy's world, there was an unspoken understanding between them, a shared connection that transcended mere words.

And the time flows like a gentle stream, Bucky and y/n found themselves swept up in the rhythm of their newfound relationship, even in the chaos of taking care of Daisy. Hours and hours passed, and when the sun set in the horizon, they nestled on the floor, a makeshift fortress of pillows and blankets cocooned them from the harsh reality of the outside world. Daisy, the tiny bundle of joy they were entrusted to care for, lay peacefully cradled in y/n’s arms.

As Bucky watched y/n’s gently sway with Daisy, he couldn't help but marvel at the tenderness in her touch. Her eyes sparkled with maternal warmth, a sight that stirred something deep within him. He had never seen such a sight before – so serene, so utterly captivating.

Daisy, in her innocence, reached out with tiny hands, her curious gaze fixating on Bucky’s metal fingers. With a playful gleam in her eyes, she chomped down on the cold material, eliciting a surprised yelp from Bucky. y/n chuckled softly, her laughter like music to his ears.

"Looks like Daisy's taken a liking to you," y/n remarked, her voice soft and affectionate.

Bucky grinned, gently wiggling his fingers out of Daisy’s mouth. His swift movement to wipe the string of saliva from Daisy’s mouth makes it look like Bucky was an experienced father, "Seems that way. Guess I'll have to watch out for that scary toothless mouth of hers."

The moment stretched on, each passing second filled with a quiet intimacy that seemed to enveloped them in a world of their own. Y/n leaned back against a mound of pillows, Daisy nestled contentedly against her chest. Bucky lay beside them, his gaze drifting between his omega and the sleepy child cooing on her chest.

Y/n's gaze lifted, her eyes meeting Bucky’s with a soft, shy smile playing on her lips. As she nestled further into the warmth of Daisy's soft head, a gentle blush crept across her cheeks, adding a rosy hue to her already radiant complexion.

"What’s on your mind, Bucky?" she asked, her voice soft and quiet as she settled Daisy into her crib for a nap before sliding back into his arms. Bucky wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.

In that moment, Bucky found himself lost in thought. He couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu that washed over him, a fleeting memory of a similar scene with another woman.

It can’t be. She was a beta and y/n is an omega. It would be impossible. But what if…

"I was just thinking..." Bucky began, his voice trailing off as he searched for the right words. "Yes?" y/n's voice was a soft melody, laced with curiosity as she looked up at him. Bucky hesitated, unsure how to articulate the thoughts swirling in his mind. "Have we met before?" he finally asked, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

A playful grin danced across y/n's lips as she teased, "I don't know. Have we?"

Bucky felt a pang of surprise at her cheekiness, but he pressed on, recounting the memory of rescuing a girl from a dangerous situation in a park. "I can't help but see similarities between her and you," he admitted, his browdls furrowing with concern. "So, you think that I'm her?" y/n's tone was light, teasing, but there was a hint of something more beneath the surface.

He hesitated, grappling with the uncertainty of his own memories. "I'm not sure...I never saw her face," he confessed, his voice tinged with regret. Y/n rolled her eyes playfully, a mischievous glint in her gaze. "Took you long enough to notice," she quipped, her words laced with humour.

Shocked with the revelation, his words stumbled, "But, but she's a beta, and you're..."He trailed off, his voice trailing as he struggled to find the right words. "An omega. Always was, still am," She finished for him, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"But your scent?" Bucky questioned, his confusion evident in his voice, “It changed?”

"Scent blockers," She explained simply, her tone softening as she reached out to brush a stray lock of hair away from his face. "It's a long story, we'll get there soon enough. But for now..." She trailed off, her gaze meeting his with a warmth that sent shivers down his spine. "How have you been, Alpha?"

Bucky felt his heartstrings pull at the affection in her words, and without hesitation, he pulled her close, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he inhaled her scent deeply. "Better. Much better, 'mega," he murmured, his voice filled with a tenderness that spoke volumes.

Bucky briefly pulled away from her, their eyes locked in a silent exchange and he felt a surge of tenderness wash over him, his heart swelling with affection for this beautiful woman who had stolen his heart. He reached out instinctively, brushing a stray lock of hair away from y/n's face, his touch as gentle as a whisper.

As Bucky leaned in closer, the soft brush of his breath against y/n's lips sent a thrill through her. His eyes, filled with a gentle intensity, held hers captive as he closed the distance between them. With a tender touch, he pressed his lips softly against hers, a delicate caress that ignited a spark between them.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still as their lips met in a sweet and innocent kiss. She felt a rush of warmth flood through her, enveloping her in a cocoon of bliss. His kiss was like a gentle breeze on a warm summer day, soft and inviting, yet undeniably electrifying.

Y/n herself could feel the steady beat coming from between her thighs, she was pretty sure Bucky could feel it too. Of course he could, and he enjoyed the symphony of longing and desire that pulsed against his thigh. If she ever snuck her tiny hands on his crotch, she would know how much he enjoyed her soft lips; and her pretty princess part.

As they melted into each other's embrace, she lost herself in the sensation of his lips against hers; his hands rubbing the naked skin underneath her shirt.

While she was floating in the clouds, Bucky was at the brink of his sanity. He wanted to make his claim on her, to have her entirely to himself. and when the kiss deepened, he couldn’t contain his needy growl. His thick thigh naturally settled in between hers, gently guiding her hips down and her heat against the layer of his jeans.

Just as things began to heat up, a soft whine emanated from Daisy's crib, breaking the spell and bringing them back to reality. They pulled away from each other with shared laughter, their cheeks flushed with embarrassment as they realised they had been caught in the act by their tiny charge.

She glanced over at Daisy with a fond smile, her heart swelling with affection for the little interrupter. "So much for a second date, huh?" she joked, her tone laced with amusement.

Bucky met her gaze with a grin of his own, his eyes twinkling with mirth. "I wouldn't want it any other way," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity; they shared a final kiss, a promise of more to come, before turning their attention back to Daisy, who had already drifted back into a peaceful slumber.

As they settled back into their makeshift nest on the floor, Bucky and y/n knew that their love story was just beginning – a tale of unexpected encounters, stolen kisses, and the sweet promise of a future together.

End.

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A/N: im in my soft feels latelyyyyy and i miss this couple 😭 anyway, i hope you enjoyed this short fic 🤍

#bucky x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #alpha!bucky #chubby!bucky #bucky fluff

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The Sun ☀️, The Moon 🌙 & the Stars ✨

Chapter 9: Stormy skies

Pairing: alpha!steve rogers x alpha!bucky barnes x alpha!sam Wilson x omega!reader

Word count: 5.3k

Warnings: some fluff, some heavy petting, someone is trying to get to reader

A/N: here is the next chapter I’m so sorry this took forever I really didn’t know how to end this chapter but next chapter will be very fun because it’s Steve’s birthday!!!!!

Series masterlist

Ch. 8

It had been a few days since your friends and mates had spent time together. You felt like you were dreaming. It was a nice way to spend your day at work, it made it go by faster. Just like the last few days, Mrs. Levy would get downstairs and wait for you by the door. Usually you would make sure she got home safe but today there was a certain someone waiting for you.

“Hi, honey.” You greeted Steve cheerfully when you were close enough. His eyes snapped up to watch you get closer. You noticed how his eyes traveled up and down your sundress clad figure and heat creeped up your cheeks.

“Hey, sweetheart.”

“This is Mrs. Levy. Mrs. Levy, this is Steve.” You introduced the older woman to your alpha and it was like watching a schoolgirl talk to her crush. When Steve held his hand out and smiled her cheeks were practically crimson with how much she blushed.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you ma’am.”

“No, the pleasure is all mine.” She smiled, then she cleared her throat and scowled in his direction. Using her cane to point at him. “I’m going to tell you what I told her other alpha, if you hurt her you’ll have to deal with me. And I’m worse than Jonah and Ricky.”

“Understood ma’am. Although I would never intentionally hurt her. You have my word.”

“I’ll keep my eyes on you.”

“Yeah you will.” You wiggled your eyebrows in her direction. Your phone goes off. “Ophelia, your Uber is here.”

“Ok, well have a good evening and I’ll see you tomorrow. Remember that’s two alphas and one to go.”

“I’ll make sure you meet Sam soon.” You smile.

“Bye.” Steve waves at her as she gets in the car. “She seems intimidating.” He laughs.

“She can be when she wants too.” You wrap your arms around his waist and bury your face in his chest. His scent brings you comfort. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” He kisses the top of your head. “So what do you want to do?”

You look up at him and notice how tired he looks. Like he hadn’t slept for days but you knew he hadn’t been on missions. Maybe some nightmares, like Bucky.

“How about we go back to my place, order something for dinner and just relax?”

“That sounds amazing. But are you sure you don’t want to go out?”

“Nope.” You knew he would take you if you asked. “I’m tired and I really just want to cuddle.”

“Well I can do that.”

“You ordered like three meals for yourself. I didn’t know you could eat that much.” You said as you picked up the empty containers of Chinese food.

“It’s because of the serum.” He says as he helps.

“Or because your stomach is a black hole.”

Steve chuckles as he tosses the last containers in the trash. When he turns around he finds you holding a container.

“A blondie for my blondie?”

Steve laughs again as he grabs one of the sweet treats you had made just for him. He takes a bite and moans.

“Thank you sweetheart. This is really good.”

*******

A movie was playing in the background, you weren’t sure what it was about. You were too distracted by the warmth Steve’s body gave off. The serum, he told you as you snuggled closer into his side. His fingers drew lazy patterns on your skin while keeping his attention on the tv. You however were distracted by him. The curve of his plump lips, the way his hair fell out of place, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled genuinely.

“You’re staring.” Steve said without looking away from the tv.

“No I’m not.”

“You aren’t?” Steve chuckles.

“No, I’m admiring. It’s different.”

He looks down at you with a smile, his arm tightens around your waist. You make the first move by pulling him down so that you could connect his lips to yours. Steve pulls you into his lap effortlessly without breaking the kiss. Your hands are in his hair and you swear you hear him groan when you tug his silky strands. He fights for dominance over the kiss and the growl that rumbles through his chest is enough to make you want to present for your alpha. It wasn’t until his hands were on your hips that you realized that you were grinding against him. And it was obvious you weren’t the only one affected by the close contact.

“Fuck.” Steve says breathlessly. “Sweetheart we can’t, not yet.”

“Why not?”

“Because if we do I’ll want to claim you and it can be painful for you.” Steve said before kissing the place on your neck where his mark would go.

“But Steve…”

“Nuh-uh starlight, don’t you want to be my good girl?”

“What do I get if I’m bad?” You say as you close the space between his lips and yours.

You felt his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your hips as he laughed.

“You’ll get into trouble.”

“Mmm, trouble with you? Sounds like fun.”

Steve tilted his head up slightly connecting his lips to yours. A small moan escapes you and Steve takes advantage of it. His tongue slips past your lips. He had been dying to feel you pressed up against him like this, to taste you. You were everything he thought and more, sweet like the notes of honey in your scent. Steve’s lips move away from yours and travel down your chin, he nips and kisses along your neck. He finds a spot below your ear that has you preening and tugging at his hair. You feel his teeth on the crook of your neck and your eyes flutter close.

“There we go.” He says softly before kissing the same spot. Your fingers brush up against the area and you feel the bite mark he left although it didn’t break skin. “It’s not permanent, yet.” He sighs “It’s getting late sweetheart and I know you work tomorrow, I should go.”

“Ok.” You say with a pout which he kisses away.

“Call me if you need anything.”

“I will.”

“Oh, Tony is having a Fourth of July party and I put your pack on the list.”

“Isn’t the fourth your birthday?” You ask as you follow him to the door.

“Yup,” he turns to look at you. “Would you consider staying the night with us? Nothing has to happen, we just want to spend a little bit more than a few hours together.”

“I’d like that a lot.”

“Good. I’ll see you soon then.” He kisses you again, his lips soft yet demanding against yours. “Goodnight sweetheart.”

“I’m going to need the coldest shower.” You rest your head against the closed door muttering to yourself.

It was a little after midnight when you were startled awake. You had been in a deep sleep so it took a moment for you to realize what woke you up. A scent. Not just any scent, the one from the hallway a few days ago. It was so strong it almost felt like the person was standing over you. Your apartment was extremely quiet so you hear the jingle of a door knob being turned. Immediately your heart rate picks up. You head toward your bedroom door and open it just a little to figure out if someone broke in. Further down you hear what you’re sure to be the apartment door rattle. Someone was definitely trying to break in. There’s a growl loud enough to make a shiver run down your spine and you scramble to get the baseball bat from underneath the bed. You jump when your phone starts vibrating and when you grab it you see Steve’s face on the screen so you answer.

“What’s wrong?” He says before you’re able to say anything. There’s rustling in the background like he was maybe getting dressed.

“I think someone is trying to break into my apartment.” You whisper.

“Where are you now?”

“In my room.” You gasp when you hear a bang at the door. “I think they’re trying to kick the door down. What do I do Stevie?”

“Can you get out using the fire escape?”

“No, the ladder sticks and won’t go down all the way. It’s too high for me to jump down to the ground.”

“You’ll have to stay in your room, can you block the door somehow?”

“With my dresser.”

“Do that and stay in there we’re on our way ok?”

“Ok.” You cover your mouth with your hand when another bang comes from outside. “Please hurry.” You move quickly to push your dresser against the door. Another bang echoes through the apartment. You were silently thanking Jonah and Ricky for installing the extra locks on your door.

“Darling, what’s happening?” Bucky asked as you moved to the furthest corner of your room.

“They’re still there.”

You were starting to panic. There was a tightness in your chest and it felt like you couldn’t breathe. Tears were starting to form in your eyes. Bucky was talking but you couldn’t hear what he was saying. All of your attention was on the door. The apartment door slams against the wall and you do your best not to scream. It felt like you were sitting there for ages. With shaky hands you hold up the phone to your ear.

“They’re inside.” You whimper at the sound of the bedroom’s handle jiggling. There’s a knock on your window and you practically jump.

Bucky is standing on your fire escape motioning for you to open the window. There’s another bang against the door and it’s strong enough to move the dresser. You feel frozen where you stood, your eyes glued to the door. Bucky knocks again and this time you move quickly and unlock the window. There’s a grunt and something smashing outside of your door.

“Are you ok? Are you hurt?” Bucky looks you over. All you can manage to do is shake your head no. He pulls you into his chest, letting his scent surround you. His presence was enough for you to calm down.

There’s a knock on the door and you jump again.

“Sweetheart it’s me, it’s Steve. Can you open the door?” Steve says from the other side.

Bucky pulls the dresser out of the way easily. He opens the door and Steve rushes in heading straight to you.

“Are you ok?”

“I am now.” You lean into his touch as he checks you over just like Bucky had. “Did you get whoever it was?”

“Yes, we got him. Sam is talking with the police now.” He places a kiss on your forehead. “You can’t stay here for now. Why don’t you pack a bag and you can stay with us for a few days. At least until we get your door fixed.”

“Ok.” You hug him before you turn to start packing.

Sam had his arm around your shoulders, Steve stood in front of you and Bucky was next to you both holding the bags you’d packed in a hurry. You weren’t sure how long you’d be staying with them but you know there wasn’t enough clothing, especially for work. But you’d worry about that later, all you wanted now was to sleep.

Steve and Bucky disappeared further in the apartment while Sam led you to the living room. He sat you down and went to the kitchen, coming back a few minutes later with a steaming mug of something.

“Chamomile tea,” he said as he set the mug down. “Try to drink some, it should help relax you some.”

“Why? Do I not look relaxed?”

He chuckles because he can clearly see how tense you are and because he knows you’re joking. Sam sat next to you and he let you settle into his side. You let your head rest against his chest and you could hear his heart beating. It calmed you more than any tea ever could.

“What are Steve and Bucky doing?”

“They’re getting a room ready for you.” He says as his hand moves up and down your arm absentmindedly. “How are you feeling after what happened?”

“I don’t know,” you answer after a moment. “It still feels like a nightmare. I'm a bit confused.”

“Confused about what?”

“Well when I realized someone was trying to break in, Steve called me and asked me what was wrong. But how could he know something was wrong if I hadn’t even had a chance to call the police?”

Sam smiles as he tilts your head back. His fingers trace the area Steve’s bite mark is.

“He knew something was wrong because he felt it through this. Even though this is temporary it works similar to an actual bond.”

“Oh, that makes sense.”

“What makes sense?” Steve asked as he walked back into the living room. Bucky trailing behind looking upset.

“How you knew I was in trouble.”

Steve sat next to you and placed his hand on your thigh. He squeezed lightly before moving his hand up and down. The whole ordeal had been exhausting and you couldn’t stifle the yawn that escaped you.

“You should get to bed. Let me show you where you’ll stay.” Bucky spoke up. Instead of letting you get up and walk he threw you over his shoulder.

“Bucky.” You squeaked in surprise before laughing. “I can walk, you know.”

“Doesn’t mean you have too.”

“Goodnight boys.”

“Goodnight.” Both Sam and Steve replied.

He set you down once you were inside a bedroom. His scent was all over the place and it was very comforting but it wouldn’t be enough.

“Bucky, would you stay with me?”

“Of course.” He smiles and you head straight for bed where either Steve or Bucky had pulled out the blankets you’d brough with you.

It took you a few minutes but you arranged them in a way that was comforting for you. Once you settled in bed you looked up to see Bucky leaning against the door with a smile on his face.

“What?”

“Nothing, you’re just cute. Can I enter your nest?”

“It’s not a nest it’s just-“ you started saying as you looked around and sure enough it looked similar to the nests you’ve seen pictures of. “A… nest. Yes you can come in.”

Bucky kicks off his boots and jacket before climbing into bed with you. He opens his arms and you settle in next to him. You relax immediately and it doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep.

You wake up first. The bed is a mess of blankets and bodies. It seemed like after you fell asleep Steve and Sam joined you in bed. As quickly as possible you get out of bed, hoping not to disturb the sleeping men. Sam reaches over the spot you were just in and instead of finding you finds Bucky, pulling him closer. With a smile you sneak out of the room and head toward the living room where you left your purse. You check your phone and you’re up thirty minutes before your alarm would have gone off.

In the kitchen you start the coffee maker and begin to rummage around for sugar, creamer and a mug. There’s a slight breeze behind you but you don’t pay attention to it thinking it’s the A/C kicking on.

“Good morning.” You hear behind you in a voice you don’t recognize. A scream rips from your throat and the mug you had in your hand almost falls to the ground. The surprise visitor held out the mug for you. “Sorry I didn’t mean to scare y-“

The man that had surprised you is pulled away by an angry looking Bucky. Your hand is on your chest and once you realize who it is you chuckle. Steve and Sam are right behind Bucky. Looking as if they’re ready to murder someone.

“Buck it’s ok. Let Pietro go.” Steve said, softly putting a hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

Bucky didn’t listen, his eyes still held a murderous gaze. You stepped in between him and Pietro and placed a hand on his cheek.

“Hey I’m fine. I was just surprised, that's all. Can you let Pietro go now?”

Bucky lets go of Pietro and wraps his arms around you instead. He pulls you into his chest and buries his face into your neck as he turns his back to the beta.

“I really am sorry. I didn’t realize your omega was in.”

“It’s ok, Pietro. There was a break in at my apartment and I guess I’m still jumpy. It’s nice to meet you though. I’m Y/N by the way.” You say as you lean to the side to look past Bucky.

“It is nice to meet you as well. The team will be excited to know you’re finally here. These three don’t stop talking about you.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah. You should hear what they say.”

“Ok and that’s enough. Why are you here roadrunner?” Sam asks.

“Steve was going to train with me today. When he didn’t show up I came to check in. Since he’s so old, you know?”

You giggle and hide your face in Bucky’s chest when Steve playfully glares at you.

“Pietro I’m sorry I completely forgot. Would you be ok if we rescheduled for later today.”

“No problem. See you around Y/N.” He says and runs out, leaving before you’re able to say goodbye.

Even after Pietro is gone and it’s just the four of you, Bucky doesn’t let go. You try to walk away from his grasp but he only tightens his hold on you. He lifts you up and sits you on the counter and hides his face in your neck.

“Uh- Bucky?”

“Just give him a minute. You’re not the only one that’s still one edge because of last night. And when we heard your scream and you weren’t in bed well…” Sam says and motions to Bucky.

Nod in understanding and wrap your arms around him. You play with his hair and Bucky starts to relax against you.

“I didn’t mean to scare you guys.”

“It’s ok. We just want to keep you safe is all.” Bucky mumbles once he finally pulls away.

He’s quickly replaced by Sam who also hides his face in your neck. You feel the tip of his nose move up your neck as he inhales deeply. Steve took his own turn scenting you. He finished by placing a kiss on the temporary bond mark on your neck.

After that the four of you spent the morning getting ready for the day. When it was time for you to go to work Bucky insisted on taking you. You couldn’t deny him the request since you were now aware of his worry over your safety.

You weren’t sure what was worse, your alphas and mates fussing over you because they were worried or your pack mates doing the same thing. Jonah and Ricky hovered, even Mrs. Levy would call down to reception throughout the day to make sure you weren’t in danger. And it went on all week. It was somehow endearing and annoying at the same time.

You were grateful it was Friday and that you wouldn’t have to be escorted from the tower to your job for at least three days thanks to the long weekend. When you get outside though it’s not your alphas that are waiting for you, it’s the Black Widow herself. You’d only met her briefly a few weeks back but still you walked up to her with a nervous smile. Mrs. levy eyed her up and down before saying her goodbyes.

“Hey Y/N, the guys asked me to pick you. There was some incident at training and they had to handle it.”

“Are they ok?” You say as you check your phone, there weren't any unread messages from them.

“Yeah, some recruits got overly confident. Happens every time there’s a new group.” She waves her hand dismissively.

“Oh ok. Well since it’s you here and not them, especially Steve, would it be ok to make two stops?”

“Depends on where.”

“The apartment and an art studio.” You look at her hopefully.

At the end of the day it is in an alpha’s nature to want to make omegas happy and apparently the infamous spy isn’t immune.

“As long as it’s quick.”

“Thank you so much,” you say as you get in the car. “I’ve needed to get a few things, especially a gift for Steve’s birthday but they would not take me back to the apartment.”

“They tend to be overprotective when it comes to something or someone they care about, especially if it’s you. Those three have been a pain in the ass since the break in though.”

You chuckle because it’s true but you appreciate what they’ve done for you. “Still, it’s nice someone cares that much for me. I’ve never had that before.”

Nat takes her eyes off the road for a moment and studies you. From what she knew, which was more than she would ever let on, most of your life had been full of abuse and trauma. She hadn’t really looked into your family but she did look into the hospital visits and reports from school which listed all of the things done to you. She did it to protect her friends and make sure you weren’t trying to hurt them. The more she learned the more she understood why Sam, Steve and Bucky were acting the way they were. It’s why she volunteered to pick you up today. She’d seen the reported abuse but now she was really putting a face to the survivor. And you sat in the passenger's seat humming along to the song playing on the radio with a certain lightness and love for life.

When Nat parks the car you don’t immediately get out. No, instead you take a moment and look around trying to find something or someone out of place. Once you’re satisfied you open the passenger’s side door and step out. Nat follows your lead all the way up to your apartment. The door and lock had been replaced and you fished around your bag to get the new key. The stench from the alpha that broke in still lingered in the air. You still hadn’t been told why he was trying to get in though.

“You can make yourself comfortable if you want. I’m just going to grab a few extra clothes and one of Steve’s gifts.” You say as you walk further into the apartment but Nat follows you and stops at the door, not wanting to invade what was supposed to be your nest.

You move around the room gracefully as you pull out an extra bag and some more clothes. Then you dig in the back of the closet for the present you had bought. It was only one of two but it still didn’t feel like enough.

“So, do you have a mate? Or are you courting someone?” You ask as you open your drawers. “I’m sorry, that’s none of my business.”

“It’s ok, I’m courting Bruce actually.”

“I can see that. You’d totally be cute together.” You say while double checking your bag. “Ok I’m ready to go.”

You stopped at the art studio to pick up Steve’s other gift and now Nat was pulling into a parking spot in the tower’s garage. She leads you to the elevators and the stench from the night of the break in hits you again. Immediately you’re on edge as you look around the parking lot and Nat curses under her breath. One of the elevators opens to reveal two agents and two cops escorting a man in handcuffs.

His eyes snap up to yours and he gives you an evil grin. Your breath hitches as he gets closer and he stops right in front of you. He towers over you and his smile turns into a sneer.

“You stupid fucking bitch.” He spits out. “You just had to ruin everything didn’t you?”

“Shut up.”

“You don’t tell me what to do. You’re a worthless broken omega whore. Always have been and always will be.” He tries to lunge at you but the agents pull him back and toward the awaiting cop car. But he’s too strong for them and he just walks back toward you. This time Nat stands in front of you ready to attack if he tries anything.

“Enjoy being their rut toy while you still can. He’s coming for you and this time he’s going to rip out your throat.”

“I’d like to see him try.” You say through gritted teeth.

The cops and agents pull him away but his eyes stay on you the whole time. Nat turns and blocks your view.

“How do you know him?”

“That’s my brother Daniel.” You say as you wipe away a tear and turn back toward the elevator.

Your heart was practically beating out of your chest. Ignoring the rest of Nat’s questions you turned and headed to the elevators. You wanted to be alone. It had been years since you’d seen your brother and it pained you that his scent was unrecognizable.

When the elevator doors opened your three alphas were already there waiting. You ignored them and pushed through to get into the apartment and into the room you’d been using. Panic, fear and worry were all making your scent sour.

“Y/N? Is everything ok?” Steve had called out but you didn’t answer. “What happened while you were out?”

All three alphas turned their attention to Nat.

“You know the alpha that broke into her apartment?” They nodded. “It’s her brother, Daniel. Said some horrible things. And then said he was going to rip her throat out.”

“Who is he?”

“No idea.”

They looked at each other concerned. Then Sam and Bucky walked back toward the room you’d been using in order to check up on you.

“Can you-“

“Already on it, Rogers. I’ll check in with Tony to see if we can look into the men in her life. Though we don’t have much to go on.” Nat looks up at him and studies his face. “She’s good for all of you. I’m glad you found each other. Make sure you take care of her.”

“Of course. I think her pack would kill us if we did anything to even upset her.”

“She has a pack?”

“Yeah, work friends. One of them has a mate. They made their own pack.”

Nat nods. “I’ll let you know if I find anything.”

“Thanks Nat.”

She leaves just as Sam and Bucky walk back out into the living room. Bucky was pacing back and forth. Anxious and worried for whatever it was that happened to you.

“She locked herself in the room and she doesn’t want to come out. She won’t even answer us. What should we do?”

“I’m not sure, Sam. I guess we'll just wait it out.”

“What? No, she needs us. We can’t just let her feel alone and scared.” Bucky argued. He was getting riled up. Bucky didn’t like to see those he cared about be upset especially if he couldn’t really do anything about it.

“Baby,” Sam walked up to him, effectively cutting off Bucky’s pacing. He takes Bucky’s face in his hands. “I know you want to help her but maybe she just needs a minute to gather her thoughts. It’s just like when you need to be alone sometimes after a nightmare.” Sam presses his lips against Bucky’s and the latter relaxes just a bit. “Let’s give her a moment. Why don’t we go get something for her.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, how about some flowers. Something to cheer her up.”

Bucky nods and turns to look at Steve.

“I will let you know the moment she’s out. Go, get our girl something good.”

“Ok.”

Sam and Steve look at each other in silent understanding before they share a brief kiss. Then Sam heads out the door with Bucky and Steve heads in the direction of the room you’ve locked yourself in.

The moment you got to the room you locked yourself in and then you grabbed one of the blankets that smelled just like the boys, wrapping it around yourself. Their combined scents brought you comfort and it’s exactly what you needed even if you wanted to be alone. Bucky and Sam called your name softly through the door but you ignored them. You climbed into your nest and tightened the blanket around you. Everything your brother said to you kept replaying in your head over and over again until you fell asleep.

About an hour later you feel a dip in the bed. Your eyes flutter open and they land on Steve. He smiles and when he reaches out to cup your cheek you flinch away from his touch. His smile falters a little but he doesn’t get upset. At least not with you.

“Sweetheart, are you ok? We’re worried about you.”

“I don’t know. Did Nat-“

“She told us. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”

“Ok.” You pushed the blanket off of yourself just enough to reach out for him. “Could you stay with me?”

Steve smiles again and lays down behind you. His warmth is welcomed and the weight of his arm in your waist is somehow comforting. The door opens and you see Sam and Bucky standing there waiting. You pull back the covers and Bucky moves first. Sam sits up against the headboard and winks in your direction when you look up at him.

“I’m sorry if I made you worry.”

“It’s ok. It must have been a shock to see your brother.” Sam answers.

“Yeah, I haven’t seen him in years.” You say as you snuggle into Bucky’s chest. “I think something happened to him. He was never that aggressive.”

“Was he protective over you?”

“Not really but if my dad ever told him to punish me he wouldn’t hit me as hard or whatever my dad told him to do.”

All three of them tense at the information and the way you say it so casually. They had all tried to talk with your brother for a week and he didn’t say a word but they could tell something was wrong. However at the moment their focus is on you and only you.

“We’ll figure it out ok. You don’t have to worry about him.” Bucky says.

“I do, he’s my brother. We were treated differently because he was an alpha but my parents were horrible to him too. I can’t just ignore all of that now.”

“That’s understandable but we don’t want to have you meet him again until we can figure out what’s going on with him. Is that ok?”

“It’s ok. I know you just want to protect me.” You turn in Bucky’s embrace to look at Steve. “I’ve never had this before and I trust you, all of you, so I’ll listen to what you say.”

Steve kisses your forehead as you get more comfortable. You can’t help but think of your brother when he was younger and now. How he tried and failed to protect you. It was his instinct not only as your older brother but as an alpha. Maybe he knew back then that you were an omega.

“I think he was trying to warn me.” You say after a few minutes of silence.

“Warn you about what?” Sam asks from behind you.

“Maybe someone is after me? Danny said ‘he’s coming for you’ when we were little he’d always tell me what was going to happen so that I could at least be ready for it.”

“But who is he?”

“Maybe it’s your dad.” Bucky offered but he was really talking to Sam and Steve. Sam gets up and excuses himself. He quickly goes off to find Nat to help her look into who might be after you.

“We’ll figure it out and keep you safe, Darling.”

“I know you will.”

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aikaterini-drag · 8 months

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Into the Heart

Summary: imagine how it would feel to be intimate with Bucky Barnes, to have him so close to you, to have his love, his affection and tenderness. To have a soul-stirring relationship with him that gives you both life 💕

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: softness, fluff, established relationship, intimacy.

Feeling close to is like stepping into the calm embrace of a gentle storm, a captivating blend of strength and tenderness.

His presence carries a magnetic allure, drawing you in with an air of mystery that hints at the depths of his experiences. When you're near him, there's an undeniable warmth, a sense of protection that envelops you like a warm cocoon.

As you move closer, you become acutely aware of his rugged exterior, the scars that tell stories of battles fought and won. His touch, firm yet gentle, is a testament to the careful balance he maintains between his past and his present.

When your fingers brush against his, there's a thrilling electricity that dances between you, like a hidden connection waiting to be explored. His eyes, framed by lashes that have witnessed myriad of emotions, hold a world of secrets and pain, yet they speak volumes of his bravery, loyalty and depth of character.

Being close to Bucky is an ever-changing experience. It's the reassuring feeling of his heartbeat against your chest, a steady rhythm that speaks of his unwavering devotion. His laughter, rare but precious, is a melody that fills your heart with joy, a reminder of the moments he holds dear.

In those intimate moments when you're close to him, it's as though the world fades away, leaving only the two of you in a sanctuary of shared emotions. It's an unforgettable mix of strength, vulnerability, and a love that doesn’t fear time and trials, a closeness that lingers in your heart long after you part ways.

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2023 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 3

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All of them are COMPLETE Series.

1. Galavano by @ichorai

Bucky x Reader

a series that follows the hero galvano through the events of the mcu!

2. Time (D)rift by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

Dark!Bucky x Reader Apocalypse AU

The end has come and gone as you keep waiting for your own.

3. Uncontrollable by @fictional-affairs

Bucky x Widow!Reader

The year is 1992. The Winter Soldier is under HYDRA’s control, and the Red Widow is under Dreykov’s control, but when they find out their organizations are working together to have them kill each other, they decide to make a deal.

4. The Lake House by @rustytricycle

Dark!Bucky x Dark!Reader

You decide to spend the summer before Freshman year of college with two of your girlfriends at one of their parents’ lake house. It turns out that Captain America and his two best friends are staying next door. Bucky thinks you might be his perfect girl. But are you too perfect?

5. turn a blind eye by @sergeantxrogers

Bucky x Reader

The Winter Soldier was cold. Brutal. Unflinching. A machine formulated to comply. Bucky Barnes was the sun warming your skin, your happy pill. Loving him was like bittersweet liquor, sickeningly sweet when you sip, harsh and burning when you swallow.

6. Rooftop Sessions by @forever-rogue

Bucky x Therapist!Reader

Y/N is a therapist that works with war veterans that ends up meeting a mysterious stranger who asks for her help.

7. it’s all fun and games, until you catch feelings by @prettyyoungtragedy

Bucky x Reader

You’re pining after Steve and Bucky is pining after Nat, what better way to distract yourself from those two perfect humans than to distract yourselves with each other?! Fuck buddies it is then.

8. oh my delightful heart by @prettyyoungtragedy

Sequel to it’s all fun and games

Bucky Barnes is the sweetest dumbest most adoring boyfriend any girl could ever ask for...

9. Follow My Lead by @ciarawritesmarvel ✨

Bucky x Reader

You and your new friend Wanda are enjoying a day together at the Avengers Tower, her giving you a tour around the place when you both run into the infamous Bucky Barnes. Moments later, he’s introducing you to Sam as his girlfriend and placing a kiss on your temple and you’re not sure you’ve ever been so confused in your life.

10. The Maid of Mr. Barnes by @disasterofastory

Mob!Bucky x Reader

You get a job as Mr. Barnes's maid. You heard about the notorious gangster, but since you desperately need money and a place to live, you are not in a position to be picky.

11. Guiding Light by @wkemeup ✨

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra. While you struggle to stay alive and hold your sanity, Bucky begins to lose himself to a darkness and gives into the soldier because he doesn’t know how to breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can.

12. Home | Better by @softlyspector ✨

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Bucky comes home from his second tour overseas, after a long time away from the reader.

13. Mad For You by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Nat hosts a costume masquerade. Bucky meets the Alice to his Hatter. Shenanigans ensue.

14. Sanguis Sanguinis Mei by @captainscanadian

Vampire!Bucky x Vampire!Reader

It took Bucky Barnes two centuries with the blood of his blood to realize how much he loved her. This is their story.

15. Another World by @sinner-as-saint

Alien!Bucky x Reader

In a futuristic world - a millennium from now, you and your team rescue and care for stranded and hurt otherworldly beings; who are held captive and kept on Earth against their wills. You save them from the bad guys who exploit them. You help them adjust to your planet’s life, and give them their freedom back. Then one day, while on a rescue mission, you come across a human-like extraterrestrial being; in a cryogenic chamber, with a missing arm. And nothing is ever the same again…

16. Picking Up The Pieces by @gogolucky13

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Bucky chooses to stay in his tumultuous relationship knowing you’ll be there to pick up the pieces, until finally you’re not.

17. Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes ✨

Knight!Alpha!Bucky x Queen!Omega!Reader

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home. One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

18. The Escaped Bride by @marvelouslytrekking

Pirate!Bucky x Reader

Being forced to marry someone was not something you wanted, but when it turns out that it is to your best friend, who you secretly loved, things weren’t so bad. Unfortunately, good things don’t seem to last and when the worst happens, you refuse to sit around and be miserable. Will you find true love again, or will your life be turned upside down?

19. Plot Twist by @winterarmyy

Mafia!Bucky x Reader

An arranged marriage with mafia!bucky.

20. The Road Goes Ever On and On by @rocketrhap3000 ✨

Bucky x Single Mom!Reader

Life as a single mother of a three year old certainly has its struggles. But when a sweet stranger makes his way into you and your little boy’s life, a one of a kind connection sparks.

21. you’re my desire by @marvelouslizzie & @notafunkiller

40s!Bucky x Reader

Your best friend drags you out on a double date. You were supposed to be Steve Rogers’ date but plans change pretty quickly and you end up in Bucky Barnes’ arms.

22. Death Do Us Part by @sgtjbuccky ✨

God Of Death!Bucky x Mortal!Reader

For centuries, the God of Death had known two things about mortals. One, they were his job, his to collect when their days came to an end, and two, they were obnoxiously odd beings. Their purpose ceased to make sense to him. Never did he understand why they created a life for themselves, why they loved, why they loved other mortals when they knew that none of it would last forever. It was nothing but sheer stupidity, but that was until he met you. A mortal unlike any other. A mortal that would make him question everything. A mortal that would teach the God of Death how to live.

23. Lost In Each Other by @majestyeverlasting ✨

Dad!Bucky x Mom!Reader

For Bucky, one of the best things to come home to is family. Especially after a day at work. So he's pleasantly surprised when you want to show him a new dress after dinner one night. And it just so happens that little Eden and Jamie find a way to work themselves into the equation. But it all makes for good fun and memories you will never forget.

24. Fight For Me by @littleseasiren

Bucky x Reader

After years in an abusive relationship, you finally get out. When the Avengers decide to raise awareness for your Battered Women's Home, you bump into Bucky Barnes, the hottest, most complicated man you've ever met. He thinks you're too good for him, but when your abusive ex reappears, Bucky knows he has to keep you safe - by any means necessary.

25. call me baby by @cherryrogers ✨

Biker!Bucky x Reader

Returning to Brooklyn for the summer after a year of travelling from city to city, you hadn’t expected to find your best friend, Peggy Carter, hopelessly in love with a biker, and when she decided to introduce you to the rest of his club, you hadn’t expected to fall for one either — that was until you met one with pretty eyes and a habit of calling you baby.

26. Static Verse by @theconstantsidekick ✨

Bucky x Enhanced!Reader

Tony Stark's sister's a fucking badass, codename—Static. Here's her story through the MCU.

27. Bygone by @borntobewondering

Bucky x Reader

You and Peter get sent back in time, and you fall in love with someone unexpected.

28. Clockwork by @aries-writingblog ✨

Bucky x Reader

Bucky has moved on. He’s found a place in the new world of the 21st Century. Found peace. But the past is always half a step behind him, waiting to snatch him backwards- like clockwork.

29. Deny the truth, set the world on fire by @lizatill

Bucky x Reader, Dark!Winter Soldier x Reader

He knew that she was having an affair...she denies, but the love marks on her body are still there. She can't tell him the truth, it will break him - the Winter Soldier is indeed inside of him, fucking her at night and Bucky doesn't remember.

30. Carnations by @viollettes

Bucky x Reader College AU

It’s a simple concept: Students can buy flowers for each other at the carnation sale. Red flowers are for love, pink flowers are for friendship, and white flowers are for expressing secret admiration. A carnation fundraiser, an iota of possibility, and a longtime secret crush on your hot best friend - what could go wrong?

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idy-ll-ique · 2 years

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Hi,I'm glad you're back now.

If you don't mind, can I have a request about

alpha!Bucky and Beta!reader？

maybe they are roommates and Bucky finds out that reader's scent can calm him down in pre-rut.

Also Bucky would be possessive and overprotective about reader in his rut.

most fluff and some smut maybe?🥰🥰

butterfly

pairing: alpha!bucky barnes x f!beta!reader

genre: omegaverse, fluff, smut

warnings: no explicit sex, but mentions of masturbation

requested: by anon :D

prompt: see above

word count: ~4k

summary: bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.

author's note: hiya peeps! okay first of all, i'd like to apologise to anon if this is not upto par, the truth is i don't know jack shit about the omegaverse and just to write this fic, i had to open google like a million times. but i was determined to make it as omegaverse-accurate as possible, so that you guys can have a good time. hope anon and everyone else likes it! enjoy!

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God, what the fuck…

Bucky groaned and turned on his side, adjusting himself before trying (and failing miserably) to fall asleep. He'd been trying for hours. No matter what he did, he couldn't bring himself to have his goodnight's sleep; something was bothering him, something within his body— oh. No. Bucky haphazardly sat up, running his fingers through his long hair. "It can't be," he mumbled to himself, getting up to check the calendar kept on his desk.

The last time was 5 months ago. It was natural for an alpha to go into rut a couple times a year, so this wasn't… something to be alarmed about. But the question is, what was Bucky supposed to do now? "I can't," he sighed and went back to bed, laying down. The symptoms would start kicking in soon, he realised; just as the thought crossed his mind, his body started feeling— different. Heat rushed through his entire body as his blood ran south. "Not now, fuck," Bucky hissed.

At least he knew now why he was feeling restless. Deciding to get himself a glass of water, Bucky somehow stumbled out of bed and walked towards the kitchen, passing by his roommate's bedroom. She was an unmated beta; a nice woman, and Bucky would be lying if he said he didn't have any kinds of feelings for her. Y/N was her name, she was— extraordinary. Yes, betas were as ordinary as can be, but to him, she was magical.

Pausing right outside her room, Bucky gently pushed the door open and peeked in. There she was, sleeping peacefully without a care in the world, her blankets off her. Bucky gulped when he noticed the way her tank top had ridden up in her sleep; she wore the shortest shorts, too… He gripped the doorframe tight as he felt his cock getting hard just looking at her. "Ruts are the worst when you don't have a mate," he whispered to himself before letting go of the doorframe.

He entered her room to fix her blanket; as he got closer to her, he stopped. Bucky sniffed the air; her scent. Betas did not have strong scents as compared to alphas or omegas, but their scents were distinct nonetheless. And Bucky… liked hers? He'd never gotten within a foot's distance of her, and even when he had, he had not noticed her scent. But now, while going into a rut… Her smell was majestic. It was so beautiful, that Bucky simply stood there next to her bed, staring at her.

He felt… calm. It was like the restlessness he'd been feeling since a few hours just vanished into thin air. How? "Who are you, Y/N?" After fixing her blanket, Bucky left her room and went to the kitchen. As soon as he left her room, all his restlessness came back. "What the fuck," Bucky cursed and got himself a glass of water.

But as he sat at the dining table, simply staring at the glass kept in front of him, he felt someone's presence in the living room. Turning around, he saw Y/N walking in, sleepily rubbing her eyes. "Buck, you're still awake? Is everything okay?" He smiled apologetically. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry, little one." She chuckled and shook her head, plopping down on the sofa cross-legged. "No worries, I sensed that something was up. Why aren't you asleep yet?" Bucky sighed, wondering whether to tell her or not.

"You're going into a rut."

Instant whiplash. Bucky's head snapped in her direction, a look of disbelief on his face. Y/N laughed a little. "Sorry, I mean, the symptoms are all there, plus your scent is a little stronger than usual… I know you don't have a mate yet, so if you want, I'll help in any way I can." Bucky's eyes widened at her offer. "You don't know what you're offering, little one, don't say that." Her eyes went wide as well. "No! Not sex, no! I mean… I've heard cuddles and stuff works too… and you might get a fever or something so I'll look after you, all I'm saying…"

Bucky felt relief at her words. "You wanna cuddle with me?" he smirked, loving the way her cheeks heated up. "Only to help with your… condition," she mumbled and got up, sitting next to him. But as she did, once again being within a foot's distance of him, he started feeling calm. Just like he had in her bedroom. "You—" he blurted out, "Can you just sit there, please?" Y/N's brows furrowed as she picked up the jug of water kept on the table and a glass.

"What's up?"

"Don't go," he insisted. Something must be the reason. Y/N placed her palm on Bucky's face, caressing his soft, stubble-covered cheek. "I did promise you I'll help in any way that I can, so I guess…" Bucky kept his empty glass down as she picked up her full one. They maintained eye-contact while she finished her glass of water. "How's Steve doing?" Steve, last name Rogers, was Y/N's older brother and an alpha. He was also Bucky's childhood best friend, hence why Steve allowed him and Y/N to be roommates.

"He's okay. I guess I can't invite him over for 2-3 weeks, now, can I?" Y/N chuckled. Bucky forced a smile. "Yeah." He missed his friend. Steve had a mate already, her name was Peggy, Peggy Rogers née Carter. She was an alpha herself, and even though two alphas bonding was relatively unheard of, Steve and Peggy were happy. "Go to sleep, Bucky, goodnight." Before she could leave Bucky caught her wrist. He couldn't let the source of his calmness go.

"Will you," he blurted out, "Will you please sleep with me tonight?" Y/N burst out laughing. "I already told you, Buck, no sex—" He shook his head. "No, I mean, next to me, please. It's… it's something I'm testing out." Y/N's brows furrowed as she sat next to him again. "Testing out? What?" Bucky cleared his throat and looked away. "When I came into your room to check on you— I— I noticed your scent." Y/N raised an eyebrow.

"I liked it," he continued, "It… made me calm. Please, Y/N, two weeks, I'll not bother you after that." She clicked her tongue and pulled the man into her arms immediately, giving him a hug. The truth was, just as Bucky liked her, Y/N liked him. Ever since they'd met, she'd harboured a massive crush on him, not knowing he felt the same way. That's why she was so adamant on helping him; maybe while taking care of him now they'd grow closer, and something will happen…

Y/N knew that in front of an omega, she had no chance, but she had never explicitly heard him saying that he wanted to mate with an omega and an omega only. It was quite the opposite; Bucky wanted a beta. Specifically, he wanted Y/N. The heart loves who it loves. Bucky quietly wrapped his arms around her waist, his face buried in her neck. Her scent was even stronger now, and Bucky instantly relaxed into her arms.

"You know I'll help you, Bucky," she mumbled to him, "Let's go to bed now, come on." Both of them got up and headed to Bucky's room. When Y/N walked in, his scent that filled the entire room hit her in the face like a sack of wet mice; she coughed a bit, taking deep breaths from her mouth until she got used to the scent. "That was too much for you, huh?" Bucky laughed seeing her reaction. She gently hit his shoulder and sat next to him as he lay down on his bed.

"Goodnight, little one, go to sleep soon," he warned her and closed his eyes, finally falling into the peaceful slumber he'd wanted since the beginning of the night. Y/N, meanwhile, looked around his room a little more; she adored it. She hadn't expected him to be a neat freak but he was, his room was super clean, and everything was in its designated place. His desk was clear, except for a diary, a pen, a laptop, its charger and a table lamp. "He keeps a diary?" she whispered to herself.

Wow. One surprise after another. After a quick scrutiny of his room, Y/N went to lay down too but paused when the urge to pee hit her. "Damn it." She got up and left Bucky's room to go to her own bathroom.

When she came back Bucky was awake, looking around his room, lost. "Bucky!" He looked at her and sighed with relief. "I woke up. Where'd you go?" Y/N sat next to him and poked his nose.

"Went to pee, idiot."

He tittered and lay down, this time, pulling her down with him. "Bucky, that tickles!" Y/N giggled when his arm went around her waist as the other pulled the blankets on both of them. "I'm not letting you go this time, missy, stay right here." Her cheeks were heated as she calmed down, relaxing in his arms. Why, pray tell, had they never cuddled before?! They'd known each other for years! "This is nice," Bucky muttered exactly what they were thinking. "Yeah," she whispered back.

"Goodnight, my little butterfly." A new nickname. Y/N laughed a bit and shifted closer to him. "Butterfly?" He hummed. "You're my little butterfly." He absolutely adored the way she snuggled further into his arms, burying her face in his chest. Why couldn't it be like this always, and not only for the sake of relieving his restlessness? "If Steve catches you saying that you're dead."

"Only if I die."

"You sound like Thor!" Y/N cackled and Bucky laughed along. "Enough now princess, both of us need sleep." The laughter quieted down and silence filled the room as both Bucky and Y/N closed their eyes.

"Ai ai ai, I'm your little butterfly, green black and blue make the colours in the sky—"

"Shut up, I swear to God."

"Sorry, my Samurai."

"Y/N."

"..."

"I'm sorry, my little butterfly, please continue with your silly lullaby."

"Ai-ai-ai, ai-ai-ai, ai-ai-ai, where's my Samurai?"

"I'm right here."

"Okay, okay, I'll stop."

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If Bucky thought his pre-rut was bad, the first day of the actual rut made Bucky want to pull his hair out and eat it. He'd been lying in bed all day, constantly feverish, and heaven knew he'd pleasured himself more than 5 times just that afternoon. Y/N had gone to work; as much as he wanted to keep her locked in the room with him, he knew her work was important so he didn't. "Ah, oh fuck," he hissed as his hand leisurely stroked his cock.

Images appeared in front of his closed eyes; Y/N. Y/N with her pretty smile. Y/N wearing a gorgeous pink sundress. Y/N wearing a bikini, at the beach, with him. Y/N wearing lingerie. Y/N wearing her tank top and shorts from last night. Y/N wearing… nothing. The perfect curves of her breasts, her waist, her hips, her thighs, her butt— Bucky groaned loudly as he came for the umpteenth time that day. Most of the time, his last thought was about Y/N as he orgasmed.

The other times, he'd watched porn. Cleaning himself with the towel that had been lying next to him since morning, Bucky sat up and stared at his erection. Why wouldn't it go away?! He grumbled and got up, pulling his boxers on. The jug of water on his nightstand was empty; grabbing it, he went to fill it up. But as he stood in the kitchen, he suddenly heard the main door opening. "Bucky, I'm home! I bought take out!" He smiled widely. "Y/N, in the kitchen."

She walked in and her smile faltered. Shirtless. She'd never seen him shirtless… Her gaze appreciatively raked over his body, and she cleared her throat when she saw his erection that formed a tent in his pants. "Food," she mumbled and went to keep the bags on the dining table. Bucky had noticed it all; he smirked a little and followed her outside. Keeping the jug of water next to the bags, Bucky trapped her between the table and his arms.

"I missed you today," he whispered huskily and Y/N looked into his eyes, alarmed. Do his eyes look more… golden than usual? "What are you doing?" she whispered back and Bucky growled softly, slamming his fist on the table. "I've known you for years, my little butterfly," he snarled, "I've liked you for years, ever since we were young. Why didn't you tell me you felt the same way?!" Caught. Y/N cleared her throat and looked down. "I thought you'd prefer… an omega…"

"An omega? When someone like you exists? Never in a million years, sweetheart. We've been living together for some time now, we always take care of each other, why do you think I do it? Why do you think I don't bring anyone home? The same reason that you don't, pretty face, because the one I like is already at home, with me." Y/N's eyes threatened to fill with tears. The whole time, he felt the same? It was like a dream come true.

Slowly leaning on her tiptoes, Y/N pecked his lips. "I love you." Oh, how he'd been dying to hear those words fall out of her mouth. "I love you too, my little butterfly," he choked out, his throat closing up from all the emotions he felt. Happiness, regret, relief, sadness… His hands reached up and he cupped her cheeks, pulling her into a proper kiss. Y/N kissed him back, a lone teardrop sliding down her cheek. Bucky, when he felt it, pulled away.

His thumb flicked the tear off. "Now now, little one, don't cry. I'm right here, I'll take care of you. Shh, baby," he chuckled softly as she buried her face in his chest, sobbing a little. "I never thought you'd feel the same," she wailed, "I'm so glad you do." Bucky hugged her tighter. "Nonsense. The only girl, the only woman I've ever looked at in that way is you. Now I know why your scent calmed me down, why it always, unconsciously, calms me down. Whether I knew it or not, you've always been the one, doll."

"I'm hungry," she murmured into his chest. "Ah, of course, of course." Pulling away, Bucky sat on a chair but before Y/N could sit on another one, he pulled her on his lap, holding her close. "This is your seat for the next two weeks, my love, if you ever think of leaving the house, I swear—" Y/N laughed and flicked his forehead. "What if I have to buy groceries?" He shrugged. "I'll come with you. No one touches what's mine, no one even looks at what's mine."

"With your constant erection? I'll pass." Y/N cheekily rubbed her butt against his hard-on, making him choke on his own spit. "Don't fucking do that, please, I'm already sore as it is," he groaned and Y/N laughed harder. "How many times did you jerk off today? 10? 20?" Bucky smacked her thigh in warning. "Around 7, or 8, I think. My dick hurts, baby, but it won't fucking go down."

"Aw, I'm sorry! Just a few more days!" With that, they took out the food Y/N had bought; pizzas. They talked about their day as they had their food, and occasionally about what their supposed future would be, too. "Will you be my mate, little butterfly?" Bucky questioned as Y/N finished the last slice. She looked up mid bite, blinking. "A-Are you sure?" Bucky smiled and rubbed her thigh. "You don't have to answer now, think about it first. But I'd love it if you said yes."

The thought had crossed her mind several times. What would it be like to be Bucky's mate? Heaven, that's what. "I'll think about it," she mumbled, accepting Bucky's kiss on her cheek. She quickly finished her pizza and got off of Bucky's lap, picking up all the empty boxes. Bucky helped her tidy up the dining area and kitchen; after that, they went to their own rooms to get ready for the night.

Y/N shamelessly put on her most revealing clothes; a tank top she'd borrowed from Bucky and her shortest shorts. Well, borrowed would be a wrong word since she— stole it— but she loved it too much! It was too big on her; when she put it on, the sides went so low that the sides of her boobs were visible and the neckline also went so low that her cleavage was visible. Then she brushed her teeth, checked herself in the mirror once and went to Bucky's room.

Bucky sat impatiently on his bed, waiting for her. He wore nothing but a pair of silk pyjama shorts, and his dick, oh God, his dick was still hard. "Hi Buck!" Whirling around, his jaw dropped when he saw her standing there wearing his tank top. His shirt. When did she get it? "Where are your pants?!" She lifted the hem of the tank top to reveal her too short shorts. Bucky groaned audaciously, palming himself through his shorts. "You're gonna be the fucking death of me, doll."

Laying next to him, aware of his every move, Y/N draped her leg over his, much too close to his erection. "Let's sleep." With his head thrown back, Bucky moaned. "Stop doing that, I agreed to your promise of no sex." Y/N clicked her tongue, shifting even closer to him. "That was before I knew you liked me. I take it back." He placed his hand on her thigh in warning. "I'll not be responsible for what happens to you, I swear."

"Bring it on, soldier."

"You asked, bunny."

Y/N gasped when she was suddenly flipped on her back, Bucky laying above her propped up on his elbows. It was a long night…

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"Hey, Y/N!"

"Hey, punk."

"O-Oh, hey, man, where's Y/N?" Bucky turned to see the unconscious figure lying next to him in bed. "She's still asleep." Steve checked his watch. "It's 11:30 am, I purposely called late but she's still asleep… did she go out last night, what…?" Bucky smirked, lying back down with his arm underneath his head, his head placed on the open palm of his hand. "She didn't go out, but she's tired. A lot. Sore, even."

Steve took a few moments to process his words. "Did you fucking have sex with my sister?!" he proceeded to scream and Bucky winced, pulling the phone away from his ear. "Jeez, calm down, we've liked each other for a long time, it's not a one-time thing." Steve stammered incoherently on the other end. "I know you two have, why do you think I allowed her to stay with you?! I just… you don't tell brothers that stuff, come on…" Bucky laughed at that, before realising.

"Wait what, you— you knew?!"

"No shit, Sherlock. I could tell, Becca could tell, my mom could tell, your mom could tell, everyone could tell except you two. You're made for each other, you know, both of you daft as fuck." It was Bucky's turn to stammer incoherently. "Well I guess I— I really do love her, Steve." Steve smiled. "I know you do, Bucky. I guess I can call you my brother now; you will become my brother-in-law, won't you?" Bucky chuckled.

"I'd be damned if I don't."

"Buck, who's on the phone?" Turning next to him, Bucky crooned when Y/N sleepily stirred herself awake. "It's my brother-in-law." Steve laughed on the other side, sending a quick smile to Peggy who sat next to him as Y/N blinked at Bucky a couple times before rolling her eyes and snatching the phone. "Hey loser, what do you want?" she greeted Steve and he faked an offended gasp. "I'm still your older brother, Y/N, Jesus. Anyway, Peggy and I are throwing a party tonight."

Y/N sat up at that. "Tonight? Bucky and I won't be able to make it tonight, is it something special? If it is, I'll come, but Bucky can't." Steve's brows furrowed, but then he realised. "It's not something urgent, we were just going to invite some friends over for dinner. We all haven't met in a long time, right? If… I mean, Bucky is… don't worry, we can host the party a few weeks later." Y/N's eyes lit up. "Yeah, thank you! That works well!"

"Great. Okay, love you, bye! Hold on, hold on, hold on, Peggy wants to say hi."

The voice switched. "Hi Y/N! How are you doing, sweetheart?" Y/N smiled widely. "Hello Peggy! I've missed you so much!" On both ends, the men miserably watched as their ladies talked on the phone. 15 minutes, then half an hour, then 45 minutes, and finally an hour passed but the conversation refused to end. "And then I ran into Sam a couple days ago, his new girlfriend is gorgeous!" Peggy gushed and Y/N squealed.

Bucky stared at the wall ahead of him, bored, as he held Y/N in his arms, his chin resting on her shoulder from behind. Steve, on the other hand, held Peggy's hand, rubbing circles on her palm with his thumb as he waited for the chat to end. "Is she?! Did you talk to them, what does she do?" Bucky groaned under his breath. "I think she's a police officer, she has a high rank if I remember correctly." Steve threw his head back with a deep sigh.

Finally, when the time neared an hour and a half, both men snatched the phones from their ladies at the same time. "You'll get to meet her in a few days, talk to your heart's content then!" Bucky insisted and Y/N chuckled, covering her mouth. "Oops, sorry! Okay okay, you can talk to Steve now." Bucky held the phone to his ear. "Hello?" "Hey Buck. "Okay, goodbye." "Bye." Y/N rolled her eyes as Bucky ended the call.

"Well it's not our fault men don't have nothing to talk about," she huffed and Bucky pulled her closer. "We talked before you and Peggy did, we didn't have anything else to say. Besides, if you chat with Peggy for hours now, what will you talk about at the party?" Y/N realised he had a point. "Hm, good point." Giving Bucky a quick kiss, Y/N got out of his arms and stood up, only to stumble as her legs gave out on her. But before she could fall, two strong arms pulled her to a firm body.

"I tired you out, huh?" Bucky asked cockily as he carried her bridal style out of his room, towards her own. "Nah, more like I got cramps in my legs from sitting and talking to Peggy for an hour." Bucky sputtered indignantly as she offered him a nonchalant smile. "But I have to have done some damage—"

"You're losing your edge, old man."

"Is it?! Well I'll show you, I've got high libido for a few more weeks, by the end of it let's see if you can even sit up." Y/N gasped, hitting Bucky's shoulder. "I have to work!" He tsked. "I don't give a shit. You challenged me, my little butterfly, you have to face the consequences." She huffed and rested her head on his shoulder. "You're lucky I like you, old man." Bucky smiled, kissing her forehead. "I love you too, my bunny."

"Ai ai ai, I'm your—"

"If I hear that song one more time I will kick you out of the house."

"Great, I'll go live with Steve and complain that you kicked me out and then he'll come to beat your ass while Peggy and I can continue our conversation."

"We'll see who beats whose ass."

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