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buckysimp101 · 2 years

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Love at First Grade (18+) - 7

Single Dad!Bucky Barnes x Single Mom!Reader; Teacher!Bucky x CEO!Reader

chapter warnings: a lil angst (you gotta remember where we left off so there’s bound to be at least a lil angst lol)

a/n: ouchies multiple ways this fic...i feel bad for YN a couple of times let’s leave it there.

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Being a teacher meant Bucky’s body was used to waking up early, especially since he usually had to wake up a grumpy, sleepy Becca. Which meant at 6:00am Bucky was waking up on his own. The bed was warm and he snuggled closer to the source of the warmth. And then he froze.

Bucky’s eyes flew open as he remembered where he was and who the source of warmth was. Your back faced Bucky, his arm slung around your naked waist. You were sleeping peacefully, your chest moving with each deep breath.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckshitshitshitshit what did you DO BARNES!?

Bucky had never slept with a student’s mom. And immediately it started to think maybe this whole situation would be better if I just…snuck out. So that’s what he did. Bucky peeled his arm slowly and softly away from you and tried his best not to wake you as the springs of your mattress creaked. Next thing he knew, Bucky was hopping into his pants and throwing on his shoes as fast as he could as he snuck out the front door of your penthouse apartment.

“YOU DID WHAT!?” Steve roared on the other end of the phone, Bucky wincing outwardly at the sheer volume level.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, it was a bad idea. A wrong move and now I’ve gotta go see Becca,” Bucky sighed, rubbing his eyes to try and stave off the headache he knew was inevitable.

“Oh no you don’t. I’m not mad at the fact you slept with her, hell if you didn’t then I would’ve given it a shot,” Steve started almost teasingly but Bucky tenses up either way before finishing, “I’m pissed at the fact that you LEFT her, Buck. What’s gonna happen when you see each other at the zoo today, huh? Cause I guarantee Becca’s not gonna let you slip out of it. And I doubt you have her number. Am I right?”

Bucky groaned at the realization, as well as the chewing out his friend was giving him. Steve was right. Becca would never forgive him if he didn’t take her to the zoo and after the night at Obsidian, Bucky hadn’t even thought to get your number.

“Now that I’ve got you realizing what a massive douchebag you were, and are if I’m being honest at the moment, why the fuck did you leave her, naked in her penthouse apartment, when she obviously seemed just as interested in you?” Steve questioned, his tone softening.

“We were drunk, she just wanted a quick and easy fuck. She doesn’t want me,” Bucky grumbled as he leaned his head back on the edge of the couch.

Steve audibly scoffed, “First of all, what part of banging her daughter’s teacher is quick and easy when the two of you have to see each other multiple times a week? Second, Buck you fell for her the instant she dropped Avery off on Monday. Why wouldn’t you just wait and see what last night meant? And lastly, you let her make that decision. You let her tell you that, you don’t get to make that choice for her. You heard last night about her ex, the divorce and how bad it obviously hurt her and then you go and just…use her.”

Bucky’s heart stung with Steve’s words. He knew his best friend was right. By leaving before you even woke up he made the decision for you. The decision to not talk about last night and what it meant, if it meant anything at all, ever again. Bucky sighed heavily to which Steve hastily added one last part, “also she definitely didn’t want quick and easy if the two of you went at it like rabbits multiple times last night. Cause that’s neither quick nor easy.”

Bucky rolled his eyes and gave Steve a short goodbye before hanging up, he could practically hear the blonde chuckling on the other end of the phone. As Bucky sat and thought about his actions he realized something. He acted more like Dot would have in that situation than himself. He left you without a single word, without a single explanation as to why. He made that decision for you…and that didn’t sit right with Bucky. He’d definitely have to talk to you about it at the zoo…if Becca would let him get a single word in to you.

When Bucky pulled up at his mom’s place to pick up Becca he could practically hear the six year old all the way outside. “Auntie Bex, my daddy is gonna pick me up and we’re going to see my best friend Avery and her mommy Ms. Y/N. She told me I can call her Ms. Y/N instead of Ms. L/N. Auntie Bex Avery’s mommy is so pretty! She looks like a princess! And she acts like a princess, she’s so nice to me and Avery!” Bucky didn’t wait around to hear his sister’s reaction, he was sure she had heard those very sentences multiple times last night, and he merely knocked on the door before letting himself in to his mom’s house.

“DADDYYYYYYYYYYYY!” A blur of brown hair zipped around the corner from his mom’s living room and ran straight into his legs, wrapping herself around like a koala. Bucky bent down to swing Becca into his arms, her squeals almost deafening as he plastered kisses all over her face to her mock-irritation.

“Oh my goodness, it’s my Becca-Bug! Oh I missed you, I missed you, I missed you!” Bucky over-dramatized his reaction, knowing that it would amuse Becca.

“It was only one day daddy!” she squealed as she threw her arms around him in a tight hug, causing Bucky to chuckle. Rebecca, Bucky’s sister, joined them and grabbed the youngest Becca from her brother’s arms.

“Alright trouble, back up. It’s time for the original Rebecca Barnes to give her big brother a hug,” she stated, holding her arms open with a look on her face that had Bucky confused. Bucky pulled his sister in for a hug and she whispered, “we’re gonna have to have a talk about Becca’s new best friend and her “absolutely super duper uber amazing mommy” because she would not shut up about today all night.”

Bucky rolled his eyes and responded, “Hi Bex, nice to see you too, how have you been? Oh fine Bucky, just getting through grad school, how have you been?” his sister grinning at her older brother before turning to shut the door behind him. Becca grabbed his hand and led him through the house past where Winnie was washing dishes from breakfast and up the stairs to Bucky’s old room, which his mom had transformed into a room fit for a six year old girl.

“Look daddy I was so good for Nana and we cleaned up my room already so we can go, go go!” Becca spoke fast as she grabbed her backpack and headed back towards the front door with Bucky in tow.

“Alright, alright. Slow down, missy. What do you tell Nana and Auntie Bex?” Bucky questioned, hoping to prolong the inevitable just a little bit, but Becca was smart. She ran to both women and gave them each a big hug followed by a thank you and a loud “I love you!” She immediately returned to Bucky, her big blue eyes wide and excited. Bucky blew out a sigh and gave his mom and sister a hug and a thank you before taking Becca to the car.

The whole car ride Becca was almost bouncing in her car seat. She babbled on and on and on about how Avery had never seen a polar bear before because she used to be scared of bears but Becca had told her that they were the coolest animal ever and that she absolutely had to see him. Bucky grinned, Becca sure was a persistent little thing, wonder where she got that from. They had to park a few blocks away so Bucky swung Becca onto his shoulders and she shouted that she was “as tall as the Empire State Building!” As Bucky and Becca approached the entrance to the Central Park Zoo he saw you first. You were holding Avery on your hip, the six year old talking to you animatedly as if it were the first time she’d seen you all day. Your lips were curling up into a grin and damn did Bucky hate that he knew his mere presence would make that disappear.

It wasn’t too many more steps until Becca noticed the two of you as well, and in true Becca fashion she let out a squealed “AVERY!” The child practically kicking at Bucky’s chest to let her down so she could run up to her friend. The two girls embraced, and Bucky chanced a look at you. You were looking at the girls, your eyes glued to their heads, not even a tiny peak up at the man who’d left you bright and early that same morning.

As the girls spoke, Bucky took in a breath and broke the awkward and tense silence that had formed between the two, supposed, adults, “Hey Y/N.” Your mouth set into a straight line, any trace of a smile gone, but you continued to stare down at the girls.

Your response? “Good morning, Mr. Barnes.” Bucky winced at your tone, cold and calculating, and immediately noticed the use of his last name. Yeah he knew he deserved that. Hell he deserved so much MORE than that. He opened his mouth to apologize and you must have had those all-seeing eyes his mom used to joke about having when he was a kid because you interrupted him with a harshly whispered, “I am here to take my child to the zoo with her best friend. You just so happen to be that best friend’s parent. You will not talk to me unless my daughter or your daughter needs something or is in danger, understood?” You chose that moment to look up at him, a fire burning in your eyes that he never wished to have directed at him ever again.

The clipped tone you spoke to him with was the exact opposite of any voice Bucky had heard you use in the last week. That’s when he realized. This was the famous Y/N L/N who brought wealthy businessmen to their knees. This was the woman who had taken control of the reputation her ex-husband had smeared with lies and evil words and made it her own. And fucking hell is it hot?? Am I turned on right now? Bucky couldn’t help but think to himself as he nodded in response to your question, moving his attention to the girls who were both jumping up and down and chanting “polar bears! Polar bears! Polar bears!”

The rest of the trip was relatively uneventful. Bucky would help you if the girls needed something, never saying anything unless it was warranted and you did the same. If Bucky held Becca on his shoulders to see better he’d offer Avery the same chance. Bucky swore at one point he saw the corners of your mouth turn up into a small smile as Avery squealed with excitement at being so high off the ground. As the trip rounded off to a close, Bucky decided to give his apology one last try, “look, Ms. L/N, I really am so sorry about last night but I’d like to expla-,” he started lowly so that the girls couldn’t pick up what he was saying, you shot your eyes up at him, the anger building again and Bucky was about to call it a day, tuck his tail and run when he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in years call to him. Dot.

“Oh my god, Bucky is that you?” She called from the sidewalk, the second she noticed Becca she gushed, “oh my goodness, look at you, my baby!” causing Becca to take cower behind your legs from the stranger talking to her.

What Bucky did notice, before looking at Dot, was the way your face tightened and the anger that had been building in your eyes earlier had turned to confusion as you turned to look at Bucky’s ex-girlfriend and the mother of his child.

Bucky’s confusion started when he saw the look on your face but it only increased when he noticed the look on Dot’s. She was looking at you and Avery with a slightly concerned and scared, or so Bucky thought, look on her face. Bucky’s biggest moment of confusion is when she addressed you.

“Oh, Y/N. I didn’t see you the-,”

“It’s Ms. L/N to you, Dolores,” you stated in that same clipped and cold tone you had used on Bucky earlier, except this time the fire that had been burning in your eyes had turned into full on rage.

Why the fuck would Y/N call her Dolores…I only referred to her as Dot last night when we talked about relationships, Bucky thought to himself. Bucky’s mouth was moving before he had the chance to stop it, “I’m sorry, but you two know each other?”

Your face tightened, Bucky swore he saw tears in your eyes before you glared Dot down prior to turning your attention to him, a soft, pointed smile as you answered softly to as to not draw the girls’ attention even more than they already had.

“I have had the unfortunate pleasure to meet her a number of times. Dolores was my maid a few years back.”

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mytherapisttoldmenotto · 8 months

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Random imagine I thought of

a/n- so I wrote this super quickly and it’s super cringe

warnings-2 swear words, mention of sex, flirting, rejection, secret bf

story line-your a recruit for the avengers and steve hits on you

“hey what’s the wifi password” Y/n one of the the newest recruit asks

“oh yeah the username is ‘suckon’ no space lowercase ‘thisdick’” Steve says looking her up and down

“Ok thanks.” She says entering the password quickly

“What the fuck ste-“ Nat starts saying but gets interrupted

“Uhh it says password is too short” she says smirking

At that Bucky, your secret boyfriend, accidentally snorts his drink up his nose.

At the end of the class he sneakily walks up to you and gives you a hug.

“Soon, soon we can tell them”

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aqueeriumwrites · 24 days

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has anyone ever written a marvel/dc crossover fic with bucky x slade

cause i word vomited a fic idea for one into my ideas doc a while back and it's kinda my roman empire because BADASS GAY MERCENARIES (who are both disabled!!!) seems amazing but. it would be really long. the basic idea (i.e. the aforementioned word vomit) alone is almost 500 words. and the longest thing i've posted on ao3 was under 4k words. so, like, if anyone wants to co-write or cheer me on or smth, it would be much appreciated😭

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crushedbyhyperbole · 2 years

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Rockets of Love (Bucky x Plus!Reader)

Chapter One

Summary: You are MoonDragon, a sassy gamer girl with a reputation for badassery. Your game of choice? Orion Protocol.

Bucky is a retired Army veteran who plays for The Avengers clan.

What happens when you two meet? Well... that’s what you’re here to find out!

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A/N: This is a Gaming AU with long-distance logistics. This is written as a plus size cis female reader. I started writing this a while ago and it’s still a WIP but I wanted to start getting it out there. I update AO3 more than my tumblr so there will be extra chapters there before they hit here. There is gaming speak and are some acronyms may be used but I’ll post those for each chapter. Game descriptions heavily based on Unreal Tournament 3 which i used to play s hit-tonne of. I hope you enjoy.

Acronym/term glossary for Ch1: DM - Deathmatch TDM - Team Deathmatch HP - hit points or damage points Frag - kill KDR - Kill/Death Ratio

Warnings: Gaming-typical violence and death, self-esteem issues, language/profanity, morbid humour. This will become explicit 18+ at some point in the story, so fair warning.

***18+ content - for whatever reason I label this for adults only - minors do not read/interact***

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It’s true what they say; the anonymity of the internet breeds confidence. At least that’s how it was for you.

In real life you were diffident. Not debilitatingly so, but enough to for you not to put yourself out there when it came to relationships. You were single, by a combination of choice and circumstance; self-esteem issues lead you to see traps and tricks in even the most sincere of compliments, no one got through your defences. At least no one you met face to face. Not anymore.

Your outward displays of confidence were defence mechanisms. Offensive humour, self-deprecating humour, and sarcasm were well used antics in your arsenal of tricks to hide how insecure you were about your body. Now so much a part of who you were that you couldn’t remember a time when you weren’t that girl who made obscene comments just to keep people at arm’s length.

There’s nothing better than offending people to keep them away.

You were employed (semi-happily) in a job that paid well and gave you everything you needed to pay bills, keep your family home, run your car, and have holidays; top tier client support for Pulse, a multi-national tech solutions company. You’d been there almost eight years and you had no desire to move on or up – you were comfortable.

If you had the choice to do anything you wanted, you weren’t sure what you would to do instead. That would involve thinking about yourself on a deeper level, which wasn’t something you liked to do.

Anyway, that was you in the real world.

Digitally you were MoonDragon. A sassy and confident girl gamer. Skilled and formidable, with a reputation for badassery that preceded you into every game you played. Your current game of choice – Orion Protocol; a fantasy first person shooter with an arena style multiplayer. Never had a game hooked you quite as badly as this. You’d been playing for almost two years now, and had been recruited into a clan six months ago.

The Avengers were a well-known clan. Only elite players were asked to join, but more than that, it was like a family. Good team dynamics, good sense of humour, lots of respect and support. Team members were recruited after being vetted by one of the founding members, Steve Rogers aka Captain America, Bucky Barnes aka The Winter Soldier or Natasha Romanov aka Black Widow. That’s how you were picked up.

+Flashback – six months earlier+

You’d just saved Cap’s ass in a public team deathmatch when he was on the ropes with no ammo and only a basic issue pistol to defend himself. Jumping into the fray on some temporary perk rocket boots, you’d sniped the heads off three jerks who were ganging up on poor old [AVG]Captain_America.

“Thanks for the save, MoonDragon.” He said, picking himself up and running for a nearby weapon spawn.

You rarely talked in game with randoms unless coordination was needed (and rarer still for banter) but when he spoke his voice was that of someone older, not some annoying kid, so you decided to reply.

“No sweat, dude.” You said stiffly. “Three on one is a shitty deal, unless it’s a porno.” You muttered, probably too quietly to be picked up on the mic.

Captain America laughed hard. “They didn’t seem to cause you any problems.” He said finally.

“I had the element of surprise.” You couldn’t help a small smile that tugged your lips upward. “It’s easy to get the drop when they’re all trying to teabag the infamous Captain America.”

“I’m infamous now, am I?” The amusement in his voice was clear.

“I’d say so.”

“Good to know.” He sounded like he was smirking.

“Everyone knows who you are.”

“Is that so?”

“Pretty much.”

“Is that how you’ve got such a high KDR? You’re following me around picking off my would-be killers?”

It was a little flirty how he was talking to you and to be honest, you kind of liked it.

A new player joined the room but didn’t spawn onto a team yet.

“You caught me.” You chuckled. “I’m sneaking up behind them and pegging them with my plasma strap-on while they’re distracted.”

Captain America was howling with laughter so much he got himself killed.

“Wait! Did I just hear strap-on and pegging?” Another smooth deep voice spoke up.

[AVG]The_Winter_Soldier had spawned onto your team, evening-up the teams up at six a piece.

“Hey man!” Captain America greeted his clan mate.

“What’s going on, Cap? Those asshats on the other team are talking so much shit about the two of you, I just had to listen in to see what the fuss was about.”

You knew that when someone joined mid-game but didn’t spawn in that they were privy to the conversations from both teams. It was a bit of a glitch with the game but wasn’t really an issue unless people were bitching about members of the other team and thought no one could hear them. Which happened. A lot.

“Well, MoonDragon here saved my ass a couple’a times but other than that I’m just messin’ around until the wife gets home from Pilates class.”

It was unusual for people to talk about their personal shit this openly but you supposed that these two clan guys knew each other pretty well and there wasn’t really anything too revealing in the information, no names or addresses etc.

“MoonDragon, huh?” The Winter Soldier said. “How about you, me and Cap here go give team blue a run for their money?”

“Oh lord.” Cap chuckled. “I feel some rage quits coming on.”

“Alright, Winter.” You said, accepting the callenge. “I’ll do my best to keep up.”

“Keep up? You’re already owning the match.” Winter said incredulously. “Tell you what, next match we’ll start? Give me a fighting chance at a score that good.” He seemed friendly, like his Clan mate.

“You got it.”

“Awesomeness!” Winter said, and you could almost hear the smile in his voice. It gave you a smile of your own.

It felt good to have a bit of banter with a couple of players who weren’t arseholes or annoying prepubescent kids.

Orion Protocol was an R-rated (for violence) game, yet kids as young as 12 were playing the damn thing. You weren’t a fan of kids at the best of times, and although you didn’t want to traumatize them, you also didn’t want to have to censor yourself because they were playing a game they weren’t old enough to play. Let’s say you didn’t go out of your way to be overly obnoxious but when some asswipe came for you, you pushed back no matter how old they were.

The game ended with a red team victory and the blue team were very vocal in the post-game chat. Five of the six were members of a clan tagged [KTA] and the sixth player left once the game was over. You didn’t blame them, all that squawking of young teens was unbearable.

“You guys are going down.” [KTA]69er said.

“How appropriately inappropriate of you to say so.” You said with a chuckle.

Winter and Cap got it, they laughed too.

“We’re gonna fuck you up so bad even your mom’s not gonna recognise you.” [KTA]Assassin piped up, brashly.

“Don’t start, kid.” Cap warned.

Two of your own team dropped out, probably not looking forward to getting killed by a bunch of trolling kids.

“What does [KTA] even stand for?” You asked, dryly.

“Kiss the anus.” Winter threw it out there.

You snorted but stifled your laugh. “Kinky toe appreciators?”

Cap almost choked.

“Kill Them All, you fucking morons.” [KTA]Assassin said bitterly.

“Oh, we’re morons, are we?” You said sardonically. “Judged by a twelve-year-old whose balls haven’t dropped yet. Peachy.”

“Oh, I like this one.” Winter said with a short sharp laugh. “Can we keep her?”

“I’m not twelve, I’m fifteen. And your mom wasn’t complaining about my balls last night when she was sucking them.” [KTA]Assassin was clearly the mouthiest. The other five were barely audible mutterings compared to this little shit’s ranting. “She’s gonna let me fuck her in the ass tonight too.”

“Well this is awkward.” You said, faking sincerity.

“What’s wrong with this kid?” Cap was almost offended.

“Yeah we know where she lives and we’re going round to fuck your mom in the ass tonight.” [KTA]69er piped up.

At least they didn’t assume you still lived in your parent’s basement.

“Good luck with that kiddos, I think she might be a little indisposed.” You sighed, knowing exactly where this was going.

“She’ll be more than that when I’m done with her.” [KTA]Assassin laughed shrilly.

“Shame the next map is Nexus instead of Proxima Centauri.” Winter said softly. “I fucking love that map.”

Proxima Centauri was one of your favourite maps too. You knew it like the back of your hand. But Nexus was a good map too, with its compass point warp gates high-up in the main room of the map, and its winding corridors around the outside. It would prove to be a very fun match if you, Winter and Cap played well together.

“Well, kid, I’ll leave you a shovel by the gate but you better clean up after yourself.” You said in a cautioning tone. “Bring your own lube though.”

“You’re stupid, what do I want a shovel for?”

“If you really want to fuck my mother you’re gonna have to dig her up first. It’s been a while so she might be a bit dry for ya.” You got the words in before the countdown ended.

“Oh shit!” Winter was guffawing.

“Decomposed. Indisposed. I might get those two mixed up occasionally.” You knew just how to aim for shock value.

“Goddamn girl, you are bru-tal!” Winter was still laughing.

“Sorry.” You said the word but you weren’t sorry. “Kids and assholes piss me off.”

In real life you wouldn’t dream of letting all of the words that formed in your head actually come out of your mouth, some of them -yes, but not all; they were so much more offensive and pretty damn harsh. But online, with your identity hidden, anything was possible. That’s why these kids and assholes found it easy to talk smack and threaten people, because they were untouchable. Well, so were you.

“Don’t apologise. Christ! That was hilarious.” Winter shut his mic off for a moment as the game was loading. A phone rang over Cap’s mic before he shut his off too.

The game started and you didn’t wait for your cue. You ran to the nearest weapon spawn, bumping right into [KTA]Assassin who had already picked up a scatter gun. You knifed him in the throat and, jumping up and back, you shot him repeatedly in the face with your default pistol before he could shred you to pieces.

“FIRST BLOOD!” The game announcer called.

With the scatter gun that had been dropped by your victim you picked up more ammo from the weapon spawn and cut a path through the map to collect your favourite things: Sniper rifle, singularity grenades and rocket boots.

“Good start!” Cap came back on audio first.

The teams were uneven, five to four. Your team had a randomer who kept getting killed. You felt sorry for them because with you and the two [AVG] guys, all of the blue team’s points were from your fourth man getting fragged.

“Hey, I’m gonna run with, um, CHUCKNORRISCAT.” You read his name carefully. “See if I can’t make his life a bit easier.”

“And she’s a team player!” Winter said appraisingly, as if making a point.

“Sounds good.” Cap said approvingly. “We can split it, pick him up when we see him spawn.”

The [KTA] kids came for CHUCKNORRISCAT like the hordes of hell. Each time you took them down they would come running at you again, practically throwing themselves on your bullets like lemmings. There was no logic to their plan, giving out free points on the off chance that they might get one for themselves. Dumb kids.

“This guy is sticking to the corridors.” You informed them. “But he’s bound to catch a rocket or a grenade sooner or later. Can one of you come pick him up for me, I need to resupply?”

“Sure.” Winter said, and you could hear a fire fight on his audio. He obviously played with his TV on loud whereas you played with a top-quality headset. “Where you at?”

“By the scatter gun again, headed towards the triple health.”

“Assassin has the double damage perk.” Cap said. “Almost got me.”

“Where’s he at?” Winter groaned. “I hate these kids and their damn powerups.”

“In the main room.” Cap said.

“If it’s there they’ll use it.” You chuckled. “I like me a shiny pair of rocket boots.”

“That’s different. Boots take skill.” Winter grumbled and you almost giggled.

You’d laughed more times these last two games than you had all week.

Winter joined you, dropping down from the upper level to shadow CHUCKNORRISCAT.

“This pussy better be worth it.” He teased.

“Who turns down pussy?” You teased back.

All three of you laughed. It felt good to let loose a little where it was safe and no one had a right to judge you.

“Cap might. He’s a good boy.” Winter said playfully.

Cap scoffed. “Tell my wife that.”

You slipped away into the main room so you could use one of the warp gates to pick up a stash of singularity grenades which were on a long spawn timer that you mentally kept track of.

“Hey, don’t go through there.” Winter sounded concerned. “Double damage, remember?”

“There’s about twenty-five seconds left on it by my count.” Cap informed you.

You didn’t respond, using your rocket boots to boost into the air as soon as you cleared the doorway. Rockets started flying and some of them were targeted. Three of the five [KTA] team were in there waiting, guarding the warp gate that lead to the double damage power up. It was pretty futile because the power-up was already in play and with a five minute countdown on the respawn it wouldn’t be ready again for some time.

“Three of them in here.” You said.

“I’m on my way.” Winter huffed.

You dodged a homing rocket with a nimble wall jump and pinged a no-scope sniper shot at the kid who was camping on the west warp gate platform.

“HEADSHOT!” The deep voice of the announcer called out.

“No, stay with Chuck’s pussy.” You said, switching weapons. “Two left now.”

Switching weapons quickly, you let out a stream of rockets to herd the empowered and glowing form of [KTA] Assassin towards a wall and behind some crates. The kid moved to the corner where you herded him and you switched to the scatter gun, filling that whole corner with pellets that rebounded around behind the crates, shredding him to pieces.

“DOUBLE KILL!”

“Last one is running for the south corridor.” You informed. “I have the DP.”

“DP?” Cap asked.

“Double Penetration.”

“Never heard it called that before.” Winter snorted. “That’s gonna stick.”

You threw a couple of scatter shots against the door frame hoping they’d rebound after the escaping [KTA] kid.

“TRIPPLE KILL.”

“Did you just spam that shit off a goddamn door frame?” Cap laughed.

“It worked didn’t it?” You smirked. “DP’s done. Five minute countdown.”

Communicating with others like this felt weird but right. You had a feeling that you were even good at it.

“Would you look at that?” Winter said in awe. “Chuck’s pussy just got a double kill!”

“Don’t mess with Chuck, or his cat.” Cap praised.

The rest of the match continued to be all jokes and fun. Cap and Winter died once a piece, much to their chagrin, but all in all it was a complete clusterfuck for the [KTA] kids.

With three minutes to go or five kills left to get for a red team win. the whole blue team were camping out in the main room, waiting for the DP to spawn again.

“As much as I want to go in there and kill them, I’m feeling a bit patient.” Winter said.

“That’s not like you.” Cap teased. “You afraid of a couple’a kids?”

“Nah, I’m just tryin’ to maintain my KDR prowess in front of the lady, man.” Winter joked.

“I’m no lady.”

“That’s true. You’ve got a mouth like a sailor.” He laughed.

You couldn’t help but smile at his teasing.

“Well she’s doing better than both of us so I’d say she’s not impressed by your KDR, Buck.” Cap sounded like maybe he was rolling his eyes.

Buck? Weird.

“I totally am!” You said playfully. “I’m so impressed.”

They both laughed as they threw grenades into the room, aiming high up for the jump gate platforms. One was off target. It clinked against the wall and bounced down towards where you were behind cover. The five [KTA] kids were spamming shots all over, it was only a matter of time before one of them caught you if you stayed put. That grenade was headed your way too, and own-team grenades meant friendly fire.

Leaning out, you snapped your sniper sight, quick-scoping. You plugged a shot into the grenade, exploding it early before it had the time to reach you.

That gave you an idea. You had one singularity grenade left and one jump left on your rocket boots.

“I’m gonna hail Mary this shit.” You said. “If I die it’ll make you two look better, if not it’ll be the best play I’ve ever made.”

“Well, we’re so far ahead there’s not enough time left for them to get even three kills on us so knock yourself out.” Cap said. “Is there anything you need?”

“Couple of rockets to push them together and away from the warp gate would be nice.”

“You got it.” Winter said.

The play went down like this: Cap and Winter spammed a few rockets at the gate end of the platform to push the group to one side, you shot a few at the far end to keep the group together. You caught a few rogue bullets but still had enough health to make it. You engaged your boots, tossing your last singularity grenade up to the roof where it ricocheted down and slightly behind the group. At the end of your jump you hit a wall, rebounding at an angle you quick-scoped and expertly sniped the grenade just as one of the kids realised there was a grenade dropping on his head. He threw himself off the platform but it was too late. The sniper shot exploded the grenade and the resulting singularity expanded in a glowing wave before sucking everything back on itself, including all five [KTA] players.

“VICTORY!” The announcer called with fourty-five seconds left on the clock

“No fuckin’ way!” Winter said in a strong New York accent that was more noticeable than before. “All five?”

“Best. Play. Evaarrrr!” You were pretty proud of that one.

“So, why haven’t we seen you around before?” Cap asked sceptically.

“You have.” You said. “We’ve played together a few times actually, but I usually keep my mic off.”

“I think I’d remember a style like yours.” Cap didn’t seem to believe you.

“When you’re kicking ass you don’t always see what the rest of us are doing.”

“But still…”

You received a friend request from Winter. Not the default message begging ‘please be my friend’, and not the creepy kind that guys sent gamer girls when they want to flirt for nudes.

FROM: [AVG]The_Winter_Soldier – Re: Join us?

“You got my message?” He asked.

“I got it.” You said with a sigh.

“Well?”

“I dunno, man. It’s a commitment I’m not sure I’m ready for.”

“You got down on one knee already, didn’t you, Buck?” Cap mocked him.

“What can I say? I’m a sucker for a jumping headshot on a moving target that’s not a head but a fucking tiny grenade instead.” Winter chuckled.

“That’s high accolade coming from you guys, thanks.” You really did feel good about yourself. These [AVG] guys were awesome players. Cap and Winter were two of the best you’d seen in the public circuit. You’d never played clan but you’d seen videos on youtube – clan play was rough.

“The offer’s there.” Winter said. “Think about it.”

You’d been too caught up in your discussion to realise that the next match was loading. There had been no chatter from the blue team once the mics were open but then again you hadn’t realised that they’d all left as soon as the match was over.

“Looks like we’ll have to find another game or wait for this to even the teams automatically.” Cap said. “Probably means it’ll be us against her.”

“Yeah I’m not taking that matchup.” You laughed. “You guys will pulverise me.”

“Yeah ok, you and your 68:0 ratio says otherwise.” Winter grumbled. He sounded cute.

“One more kill and you’d have made it into his score card hall of fame.” Cap teased.

“Hey, I’m gonna hit the hay, but it was cool to meet you guys.” You had work early and really couldn’t be arsed to hear your boss, Angela, bitching about how you looked tired, again.

“Aww, well alright little lady.” Winter put on a terrible southern accent. “It was a pleasure.”

“We’ll see you around sometime. Now I’m going to be looking out for your name.” Cap said. “What do you normally play?”

“Um, deathmatch, team deathmatch and singles.” You said.

“One-on-one?” Winter perked up. “That’s cool, I love a good duel. Hit us up sometime.”

“He’s the dueller, not me, but I’ll play.”

“Thanks guys. Good games and g’night.”

You quit the game but before you were shut out of the chat channel you heard Winter say to Cap.

“She’s crazy good! And soooo fucking cool.”

You blushed as you packed up your gaming gear, stowing it tidily away in the drawers of your desk. You’d had immense amounts of fun with those two but getting to know people wasn’t something you did well. Online was different though, there was this buffer between you and the real world, a veil that kept you hidden and allowed you to only show the parts of yourself that you wanted others to see, even if those parts weren’t wholly you but something completely fabricated. Kind of like that theory that every hot chick online was an obese sweaty mummy’s boy still living in mummy and daddy’s basement.

You laughed out loud, a little jubilant that the [AVG] guys had been so stoked with how you played. Winter’s friend request still lay unopened in your inbox. You’d really need to think about it before you decided to join them. You supposed that you could accept the friend request but hold off on joining their team, assuming they wouldn’t be offended if you turned them down. Honestly you never thought you’d be good enough for a clan but that just goes to show that you weren’t the best judge of your own talents.

It was a couple of days before you accepted Winter’s friend request, and then Cap’s. You learned that their names were Bucky and Steve. You met Black Widow and learned that her name was Natasha. After 1 month of playing with at least one of the three founding members every night, you finally agreed to join The Avengers and hadn’t looked back since.

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#bucky barnes x reader #plus size reader #badass reader #gaming au #smitten bucky barnes #long distance relationship #bucky barnes x plus size reader #bucky barnes x you #no use of y/n

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lynlee494 · 7 months

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The glaring mistake in Bucky Barnes’s plan so far, named Tony Stark, had for sure already alerted Clint and Natasha...

...and sure enough Clint does get a panicked call from Tony, who has to repeat himself twice and send the security footage before the archer can believe that Bucky Barnes had just killed two members of the Avengers. Clint swears he sees something there, and Clint Barton makes the choice to stay and try to persuade his friend to come with him to get help.

Clint thinks he knows where at least some of this mess may have started...

Stroking Bucky’s back in repetitive circles after clearing his airway, Clint had done for Bucky what Coulson used to do for him. Told Bucky where he was over and over as he heard the team over the comm – with all of them having sounded absolutely wrecked. Iron Man was out after Hulk, and the rest sounded physically unharmed.

So Clint had just sat there and wiped the sweat soaked hair out of Bucky’s face, and when Barton found himself at a loss for words he just began again from the beginning:

"I’m your friend. You are an Avenger, you are one of us. We had cold pizza for breakfast. You loved it."

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bbyboybucket · 9 months

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I think you’re all forgetting Bucky is big ass fuckin NERD and likes science and history, and he’s from the 40s. That man is seeing Oppenheimer.

#not even bc he’s manly or badass or anything #he’s just a fucking dork that’s why #bucky barnes #Oppenheimer #barbenheimer #james bucky barnes

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pandagirl45 · 1 year

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Tony: *kidnapped again*

Baddie: *jabbering away getting close to Tony to mock him*

Tony: *tilts his head cutesy with a small smile*

Baddie: *gets closer laughing*

Tony: *lifts himself up wrapping his legs around the baddie squeezing till the baddie goes limp letting him fall over*

Tony: *drops to the floor after freeing himself* less monologuing next time

[Exits outside seeing Bucky holding a burger bag]

Tony: time?

Bucky: 3 hours faster, monolongue?

Tony: *chewing then swallows* yep *sipping bucky shake*

Bucky: rude *huffing fondly*

#tony stark #bucky barnes #winteriron #it popped into my head #badass tony is fun #bucky is thinking respectfully #tony does this kidnap thing like every 3 months #i thought it was funny #lol #tw kidnapping #tw violent imagery #marvel

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winterbirby · 2 years

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I think I'll go missing (4/?)

Introducing Natasha! Natasha had moved to the US with her sister, Yelena, back in highschool. It was all so new to her, and she refused to talk to anyone. Until the most adorkable guy to ever exist decided to take a seat beside her and makes her laugh so much her stomach hurt. Surprise surprise that's our Bucky. She thought he was.... acceptable and that they could perhaps be friends. Then came Steve, and then Sam and it was.... okay, she told herself. It may not seem like it but Nat is the og mom friend of the cap quartet. Besides ballet and true crime podcasts, Nat also loves her thirteen cat babies. She dyes her hair every other month to keep up with her mysterious™ dark academiaesque image and to get away from the second embarrassment her friends give her. Her friends. Her found family.

#avengers au #marvel au #marvel #mcu #mcu avengers #trans bucky #bucky barnes #steve rogers #trans steve #stucky #stucky au #social media au #i think i'll go missing #natasha romanoff #so badass I love #everyone's lgbt #prideeee #because it's set during pride month #yay

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holylulusworld · 4 months

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Dinner for two

Summary: You don’t eat alone this year.

Pairing: AU!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, grumpy Bucky, fluff, mentions of cheating ex-boyfriend, unnamed ex (you can imagine whoever you want)

Catch up here: Dinner for one

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“That was not nice of you, doll,” Bucky holds the door open for you to enter your favorite restaurant. It’s another Friday night and you meet up with Bucky for dinner. “You said it’s a Clint Eastwood film but there were no guns, and he didn’t kill the bad guys.”

“I said it’s a movie with Clint Eastwood. I never said that there would be violence and guns,” you point out. “The Bridges of Madison County is a wonderful movie.“

"They didn’t even end up together.” He huffs but gently grabs your hand. Bucky squeezes it tightly. “A bad ending.”

“No. I mean, yes. They didn’t end up together, but you know that in the end, they loved each other for the rest of their lives. It’s so romantic.” You sigh deeply.

“Y/N, that’s not romantic,” Bucky grumbles. “It’s not a good ending if they suffer for the rest of their lives because they can’t be together. I don’t like it.”

“Hmm…maybe you are right. I think the movie is about making decisions too, you know. This man, who traveled the world, crashes into her life and sweeps her off of her feet. Her husband is not very attentive, and her kids don’t even let her listen to her music. No wonder she falls for the tall and interesting man.”

“Tall and interesting,” Bucky feels his heart flutter as he guides you toward the table reserved for you and him. “Do you like tall men too?” He pulls the chair for you, waiting for an answer.

“I don’t know,” you answer honestly. “The appearance doesn’t matter to me. I like people because they are…nice.”

“You’re too cute,” he sits on his chair, just like every Friday night to smile at you. “Come on, be honest. What did you like about your last boyfriend?”

You frown and drop your gaze. Talking about your ex-boyfriend is still a sensitive topic for you. “I don’t want to talk about him.”

“Sorry, doll. I shouldn’t have asked. So…uh…what do you like about me?” He reaches out for your hand to stroke your skin with his thumb. “You can be honest with me. We are friends. Right?”

“Best friends,” you hastily say. “I love our Friday night dinners and that you watch stupid movies about unrealistic love stories with me. And I like your eyes. They give away if you are angry, grumpy, or sweet.”

“Sweet?” He smirks. “You think I’m sweet, doll?” Bucky takes your hand to bring it to his lips. “I think you are even sweeter and cute.”

You pout. “I can be bad too. Last week I yelled at my neighbor because he wouldn’t quiet down the music. I was badass.”

“I bet you scared him,” he pecks your hand again. “But that’s not what I wanted to talk about. It’s our first anniversary. One year ago, we had dinner together for the first time.”

“I remember and,” you open your handbag to get a beautifully wrapped gift out, “I got something for you, Bucky. Thank you for being such a good friend, and more. You always make me smile, and cheer me up. If not for you, I’d be eating alone, my teddy bear my only companion. I hope you know that the time we spent together was precious to me.”

“Doll,” Bucky clears his throat. He takes the gift you offer to him. “I got something for you too. I-I don’t know if you will like it, though. It’s just, I can’t keep it a secret for longer.”

“Please open the gift. I hope you’ll like it,” you softly say, and pat his hand. “It’s okay, Bucky. I think I already know.” Your features sadden, and you swallow thickly.

Whatever Bucky wants to tell you, seems to be important and you want him to remember the time you spent together before he tells you about the woman you saw him with last week.

Bucky unwraps the gift, he gasps and swallows thickly as there is a heart-shaped key in the box. He lifts his eyes from the box to look at you.

“I wanted to give you the key to my heart but…” You wipe your eyes. “I saw you with that beautiful woman and know now, that you don’t feel the same.” You hold up your hand when Bucky wants to say something. “It’s alright, Buck. This is not your fault, but mine.”

“Baby doll,” Bucky almost knocks the chair over when he gets up to hurriedly crouch down in front of you and grasp your hands to pepper kisses on your skin, “that’s not what I wanted to tell you. You’re precious and important to me. That woman was my best friend’s wife, Sharon. I asked her for advice on how to tell you that I want to be more than your friend.”

“More than my friend—” you sniffle while searching his face. “Do you mean it?”

“Yeah,” he rasps. “I know you are still hurting because of that douchebag but I’m willing to wait all my life if only you give me the chance to love you. Because I love you, Y/N.”

You whimper. “I love you too,” you throw yourself at Bucky and press a kiss on his cheek. “So much. I abandoned my bear and told him that you are my best friend and protector now.”

He wraps his arms around you and buries his face in your neck. Bucky held you many times in his arms – but this is the first time after he confessed his feelings. It feels different but wonderful. “Do you still want to eat with me?”

“Of course, Mr. Barnes. I’m starving,” you choke out. You’re a little overwhelmed by your emotions and don’t know what else to say.

“That’s my girl,” he whispers and means it as you hold tight to each other for a little longer.

“So, this is our sixth official date,” Bucky states as he looks at the menu. He smirks as you nervously shift in your seat. “Doll, relax. We both know that you can’t do anything wrong. I even let you change my interior.”

“It was awful, and you love your new bedroom,” you tease, and chuckle when his features darken.

“I love what we do in my bedroom,” he flashes you a smirk, making you feel hot and bothered. Bucky has this talent to make you go weak in the knees with only a smile or the look he gives you.

“You mean cuddling.”

“I mean cuddling,” Bucky grins and looks back at the menu. “Hmm…if I want dessert I should start with something lighter tonight. I wanna have a second dessert at home.”

“Bucky,” you say, and look around the restaurant. You don’t want the whole restaurant to know that Bucky is an enthusiastic pussy eater. “Not in public.”

“What?” He feigns innocence and puts his hand on his heart. “I didn’t do anything wrong,” he leans closer to whisper, “or naughty.”

“You’re a naughty man, and you know it.” You both chuckle and reach out for each other’s hand to hold it. “I love you, naughty man.”

“Love you too, doll,” his features soften again, and you see the Bucky only you get to see. The soft and caring man behind his stoic demeanor and grumpy attitude. “Now, what do you want to eat.”

“Y/N? Y/N Y/L/N?”

Bucky is alerted the moment you stiffen and your smile fades. “Baby doll, is everything okay? Is something wrong?”

“I knew it was you,” the man breaking your heart almost two years ago dares to step toward your table. “You look, wow…great.” He flashes you the brightest smile that used to make your heart race. Now there is no reaction. All you do is huff and shake your head.

“Hello,” you coolly reply. “How have you been? I thought you were still in Tokyo and trying to conquer the world.”

“Aw, baby,” the woman he left you for joins your unwelcome reunion, “you didn’t tell me you met some friends.” She stiffens as her eyes land on you. “Oh, it’s you…”

“Bucky, may I introduce my ex-boyfriend and the woman he cheated on me with to you,” you put on a fake smile. “They were about to leave us alone so we could enjoy our date night.”

“Date night?” Your ex splutters. He looks at you as if you lost your mind. In his fantasy, you never get over him and live a lonely life.

“Yes, date night,” Bucky slowly gets up from his chair. He’s an impressive sight when angry. He squares his jaw and offers his hand to your ex. “I’m James Buchanan Barnes,” Bucky smirks darkly as your ex furrows his brows. “If you would excuse us now, me and my lovely fiancé want to dine and enjoy our night. I believe you have plans too.”

“Yes…we are…you know…busy,” your former best friend stammers. She grabs your ex’s hand and leads him away from your table.

“You little shit lied straight to his face,” you snicker. “I didn’t get the memo. Since when are we engaged?”

Bucky shrugs. “I’m planning a spring wedding, doll. So, if you have time let’s plan a wedding,” he casually says and looks back at the menu. “What do you say?”

“I’m all for chicken parmesan, but you can eat whatever you want,” you smile to yourself as your boyfriend nervously shifts in his seat.

“That’s not what I meant, Y/N.”

“Hmm…” You nod thoughtfully. “I think May is the perfect season for a wedding. It’s warm, but not too hot.”

Bucky takes your hand to press a chaste kiss on your skin. “I promise to never hurt you like he did. You are the one for me and I’ll prove it every day of my life.”

Final Part: Dinner for three

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#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x female reader #ceo!bucky #fluff #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x y/n #female reader

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