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dapper-hydra · 4 months
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okay okay just really quick
what if spoilers !!!
I need Peggy to forget about Steve he probably died blowing up the red room I need Peggy to get over Steve and kiss Natasha on the mouth she literally pulled up in a slick ass car while Nat was jogging and went “hey lovely need a ride” like girl and then while Peggy reunited with her long lost Steve they literally focused on Natasha’s sad face like that’s a choice
pining intensifies
or something idk and also stucky is canon now ???
If Captain Carter Fights the HYDRA Stomper = Captain America: the Winter Soldier then according to the transitive property, Peggy = Steve, Steve = Bucky (btw I am LIVING for old man Barnes rn) anyways so peggy and Steve are obviously romantic so Steve and Bucky in catws are romantic omg stucky confirmed ???
They can’t have it straight either peggy kisses Natasha or she kisses Steve and if she kisses Steve then Stucky and she can’t not kiss anyone my girl is too lonely for that
but Peggy and Natasha yes PLEASE
I love Steve but Steggy is overused we need peggynat
and the way they look at each other and care about each other ??? it’s all a little fruity…
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sokovianheadtilt · 11 months
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Arrival
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Bucky Barnes x black!reader
Summary: Bucky and Y/N prepare for the arrival of their babies
Warnings: Childbirth, inaccurate medical proceedings (it’s 4 am i don’t feel like researching my bad) 
A/N: The Barnes family is GROWING, i love this au so much omg. anything for domestic Bucky Barnes <3
Word Count: 1.2k
SERIES MASTERLIST
With Y/N being almost 9 months pregnant and knowing that twins never come on their actual due date, Bucky was freaking out a bit. He spent every day checking to ensure every bag was packed, the car was ready, and that you were comfortable. But when you shook him awake, telling him that your water broke, he was panicking. He quickly jumped out of bed, pulling on a shirt and sweatpants before taking you to the car. He ran back inside to grab Logan who cutely asked “Baby sisters are coming?” 
Bucky couldn’t believe he was going to be a dad again. Yes, again. Just because he became Logan’s father when the boy was 5, doesn’t mean he’s going to see the birth of the twins as his first time being a father. Just because his little girls were biologically his doesn’t mean his little boy isn’t his. He did his best to reassure Logan that nothing would change between them when the girls arrived, that’d he would love him just the same. He dropped Logan off at Steve’s house before taking you both to the hospital. The nurses got you situated and now you had to play the waiting game. 
Hour 3 - 4 centimeters dilated 
Y/N was laying in her bed as Bucky sat next to her bed, holding her hand “How long were you in labor with Logan for?” he asked “6 hours. I walked my way to the hospital and just slid out of me after that” you told him. Every year you told Logan about the day he was born, leaving out the part where Brock basically forced you to go by yourself (a/n my mom does this for me every year and i love it). Bucky’s eyes widened at that information “You walked to the hospital?! God I hate that prick, wanna fucking choke him out” he muttered as you giggled “It’s fine baby. I clearly got him out right? Now we have an adorable 6-year-old running around” Bucky smiled softly at the mention of his son “Yeah we do” he kissed the back of your hand.
Hour 6 - 6 centimeters dilated
Y/N groaned and threw her head back against the hospital before looking down at her belly “It cannot be that comfortable in there. I know you want to meet us. Do you know how you can do that? By getting out of me” she huffed as Bucky held back a laugh “They’ll be here soon doll. We can’t force them out” he reasoned with you as you whined “I know but they make me huge and I’m tired of them using my bladder as a kickball” you pouted with Bucky standing up to kiss your head “Just a little longer”
Hour 10 - 7 centimeters dilated 
The nurse suggested walking around the hospital floor to help speed up the process a bit and you would do anything to get these girls out of you. Bucky held your hand as he walked beside you. “Babe help me get my mind off this, talk to me about something” you suggested as Bucky thought for a moment “What’s your dream wedding?” he asked and you looked at him with a small smile “Well, when I was younger I always thought I would make everything pink” she giggled “It seemed perfect in my head, but now…I don’t know. My last wedding wasn’t anything special. Just a ride to the courthouse because Brock didn’t want to pay for a wedding. Got a little white dress from target and made the biggest mistake of my life. The only good thing that man gave me was Logan and he’s barely getting any credit for that. I’m not sure what I would want my dream wedding to be yet, but when I figure it out I’ll let you know” you looked up at him as Bucky kissed your cheek “Whatever you want, it’s yours” he smiled softly, a fond look overtaking his eyes 
“I love you so much Buck”
“I love you too”
Hour 15 - 9 centimeters dilated 
You were about to cry you were so frustrated. You were almost at the finish line but it felt so far away and you were losing hope that your twins were coming anytime soon. Bucky did his best to keep your spirits up with his words of encouragement. “It’s okay pretty girl, we’ll meet them soon. They just like being this close with their mama” he told you. “But I wanna hold them” you cried “I want them out of me and in my arms. Oh- what if they have your eyes? Or my eyes? Aw they’re gonna be beautiful” Bucky chuckled “Of course they will darling” he caressed your cheek “Just a little longer, you got this, my strong girl” 
Hour 18 - 10 centimeters dilated 
When the doctor confirmed that you were fully dilated and ready to push, you started to panic a bit. You’ve given birth before but to twins? What if something goes wrong? What if they take even longer to come out? You looked over at Bucky and whimpered a bit “I’m scared” you admitted to him and he went to cup your face in his hands “You can do this. They’re finally ready to come. And all of this is going to be so worth it when we’re looking at our little princesses right?” he told you as you nodded and took a deep breath and started to push when you were told.
Hour 20 
  After pushing for what felt like forever, you finally gave birth to Aurora and Arabella Barnes. You’ve always wanted to do the stereotypical twins have the same first letter with their names and plus you found the names pretty adorable. You were holding Aurora and Bucky was holding Arabella. They were fast asleep and swaddled in their blankets with little baby hats on their head and they were the most perfect little things you’ve ever seen, along with their brother of course. 
They haven’t opened their eyes yet and you knew they would barely be able to see anything but you wanted to see what their eyes would look like. They had Bucky’s nose, your lips, little chin dimples, they were perfect. You looked up at Bucky and saw that he was crying “Aw babe…” you smiled at him and he looked over at you “I just..oh my god” he sniffled a bit “Look at ‘em. They’re our babies” you giggled “Yeah they are honey”
You looked back down at Aurora and saw she opened her eyes and gasped at what you saw “Bucky, Bucky! Look at her eyes” you grinned and teared up as you saw that she had one blue eye…and one brown eye. “Oh my god” he whispered “Whoa…” “I know!” you giggled and leaned down to kiss her nose “Hi pretty girl, I’m your mama. I’m so glad you and your sister are finally here” you said to her, watching Aurora as she squirmed a little. 
Your full attention was on her you almost didn’t hear Bucky’s gasp. “Doll, guess who just opened their eyes?” your eyes widened as he brought Arabella closer to you and saw that her eyes were the same as her sisters. “Our baby girls” you looked up at him and leaned up to kiss him, happy that you both walked in as a family of three, leaving as a family of five.
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teddysterk · 10 months
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Hello! Can you write a Bucky Barnes x ticklish reader headcanon on how he would tickle you and what teases he would say to make you blush and flustered?
Yes Ofcourse! Thank you so much for my first request! ❤️❤️❤️
(Also this is written as platonic I don’t feel comfortable writing romantic stuff ❤️)
Bucky Barnes X Y/N tickle headcannons
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Bucky is a ler-leaning switch! He always has been, considering he has little siblings and Steve around. ❤️
Because of this big brother energy, he can be terrifying when it comes to tickles. Be careful when pranking him!
When Y/N joined the team and moved into the compound, Bucky and Y/N quickly became friends! :)
One day Y/N was play-wrestling with Bucky, and he grabbed your side in a way that made them make a noise… but not a pained noise… a cute noise! 🫣
From that day on, it was AWFUL (amazing) being around Bucky…. He would take any chance he could to fluster or tickle you. He would be the type to take advantage of little stretches or when Y/N is busy/distracted doing something else.
Also, over half of the play fights turned into tickle fights! 🥰
If Y/N was bugging Bucky for attention or decided it was a good idea to mess with Bucky, there is a 98% chance it would end with tickles.
He seems like a very playful type! Expect teases like “What’s so funny?” And “Will you quit giggling? I’m trying to talk to you!” Also….. Bucky and wiggly fingers OMG, that man will do anything to make you also soft and giggly he would be in a play fight and pin you down and wiggle his fingers or smirk at you.
Even with Bucky being more playful, he knows when it’s too much, or you’re not in the mood.
Bucky is a big fan of cuddly tickles in softer moods! If Y/N and Bucky are relaxing after a mission or long day, he will give the best light tickles to keep a smile on your face while you two wind down.
(A cute little scenario that is very much Bucky tickle vibes)
Y/N looks at their phone and sees it’s already 11:30. Bucky hasn’t gotten out of bed yet because he was exhausted from a mission he got back from late last night, but still, this man needs to get his butt out of bed. Y/N goes to his room and sees the super soldier asleep in bed. They go over to him and started shaking him awake, but he wouldn’t budge, so they shook him harder. “Bucky, get up, you lazy old man!” Bucky still doesn’t budge. “Huh? Bucky?” Y/N says as they sit right next to Bucky on the bed. “Are you dea- ACK!!” Y/N gets cut off by Bucky rolling over on top of them. “WHAT THE HELL!? Bucky!!” Y/N says as they smack his arm. Bucky is trying so hard not to giggle and “stay asleep,” he still has a tight smile on his face though.
Suddenly, Y/N feels two arms start to scribble on their sides. “Heheeyy! BuhUHKY!” Y/N laughs out as the Bucky begins scribbling on their ribs too. “GEHHETT OHHFFF YOU JEHHERRKK!” Y/N screeches out as Bucky digs into their hips. Bucky giggles a little and starts fake snoring. With all the tickles, Y/N can’t do much besides laugh. But after a little while, they manage to squeal out a “BUCKY!!” before dissolving into giggles again. Bucky finally lets up, and rolls over with Y/N on top of him, and traps them in a bear hug. “Yohhoouu suhhuuck!” Y/N says, letting out the remaining giggles. “Hey, it’s not my fault you decided to disturb my beauty sleep,” Bucky says as he kissed Y/N’s head.
(Credit to the gif owner)
Also thank you so much @the-gingerbread-lee and @cantsaythetword for help with editing and confidence to post my first request ❤️
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GASP wait!! now that buck and the reader are living together, can we get a look at them having a cleaning day too? 🥹 buck waking up to OLDIES BLARING AND THE VACUUM CLEANER BLASTING DOWN THE DAMN HALLWAY AND READER BUSTS IN AND TELLS HIM TO START WIPING DOWN THE KITCHEN im ethnic so 🤷🏽‍♀️
cleaning your apartment with bucky
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most days had a calm start now that bucky was living with you; he was either gently woken up by the sun or a soft shake of his shoulder
well, except for cleaning days
bucky wasn't scared of much, but on cleaning day? you made him nervous with your intensity sometimes
eyelids peeling wide open to the sound of upbeat oldies playing, the sheer volume shook the room as you walked in
"listen, doll, i don't know who lauryn hill is, but can she wait until 10 a.m. maybe :)" / "no"/ ":( " / "now grab a rag, that counter won't clean itself :)"
there was truly never a dull moment with bucky, even when doing such menial tasks as cleaning
he's always ready to help which is great but fuck is he dense sometimes
"five bucks and i'll drink that right now" / "are you talking about the floor cleaner, bucky?" / "yeah" / "no" / "you're telling me you don't want to know what that tastes like?" / "N O" / "huh, and you say i'm the old man here"
surprisingly, bucky had a knack for cleaning, some would even say a passion for it
"you've been shining the fridge for 15 minutes, i think you're good, barnes" / "doll, i come from a time where everything had lead in it, nothing is ever really 'good'" / "do you just spend all day worrying about how much lead there is in everything? do you not get tired?" / "oh, no, it's exhausting and i'm always stressed"
like he took it really seriously
"now that we're done, wanna have some fun ;)" / "like sex?" / "yes, bucky, i'm talking about sex" / "but i just washed the sheets" / ". . ." / "we can try it standing" / "omg"
you couldn't really complain, though, he was great help and he made moving furniture a lot easier
like that one time you lost the remote control
"have you seen the control, bucky?" / "no, but i can help look" / ". . ." / ":)" / "are you. . . are you lifting the couch up right now" / "yes" / "with me still on it" / "yes, doll" / "i'm both impressed and aroused, well done" / "does that mean we can try that standing idea now?" / "bucky!"
the best part was when you'd take all the warm blankets out the dryer and fall asleep, cocooned together in a pile of warmth <3
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sanguineterrain · 2 years
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HI Sanne!! SO excited about your celebration! <3 Congratulations on 600, omg. Well deserved.
My prompt req is: Steve x fem!reader, maybe best friend or neighbor, or Bucky's sister perhaps? He came home from the Army v serious, v closed off to everyone, but he's compulsively showing his concern about her, ie. something like tugging her elbow so she doesn't trip, giving up his coffee cup for her use, putting himself between her and a creep at the bar, etc. Something pushes him over the edge and she calls him on it. (sumthin like that ;) <3)
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𝟒𝟎𝐬!𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
lord i am sorry. i meant to answer this months ago and it is such a fabulous prompt, kate, but the writer's brain just didn't want to cooperate. ANYWAY, i finished it, two hundred followers later. hope i did it justice <3 please have an angsting stevie and a sweetheart reader:
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"'Scuse me, sorry—" you squeezed past a couple of old ladies who side-eyed you, stepping away. The bulky food trays certainly weren't improving matters, and no one seemed too keen on helping. 
That was alright. The neighborhood hadn't had a block party in years and now that the war was over, people were in high spirits. You didn't expect them to pay attention to the woman shuffling around potato salad and cottage pie. 
"Y/N!" 
Loretta bounced over, eagerly taking the foil off a tray and helping herself. You wobbled, just barely setting down said tray before she dug in.
"You bring the best potlucks,” she gushed around a mouthful.
"Thanks, Lor. Are you enjoying yourself?" 
Loretta was your perky downstairs neighbor who liked to chat for far too long while getting her mail. But she was nice enough and you'd never wish her any ill will, especially since she helped set up tents for tonight. 
"Oh, sure. You know who I saw?" 
"Who?"
She grinned, expression turning dreamy. 
"James Barnes. We're going dancing Friday."
You blinked, hands falling to your sides. 
"Bucky’s back?" 
"Mmhm! Is this chicken?"
"Beef. When did he return?" 
You wracked your brain trying to think if you'd seen him. Bucky was back… did that mean Steve was too? 
"Nearly a week ago," Loretta chirped. "He's so handsome in his uniform."
"I'm sure. What about Steve?"
Loretta clapped her hands together, forgetting the food for a moment.  
"Oh, you mean Captain America? Of course he is. Haven't you seen him yet? Nearly everyone on the block wants to meet him. I've got a sister in Syracuse who's dog mad I get to see him everyday."
Loretta scooped herself a large helping of potato salad, then pointed with her fork. 
"He's over by the fence, talking to Maria Donaldson. Her father's a senator, you know. Not too shabby, huh?" 
"Oh," you replied quietly. "Right. Good for him. I'm, um, gonna go check on the desserts."
You hurried away, going straight for the rows of pies. You'd been one of the people to organize the party originally, mainly food. You busied yourself with cutting and serving slices, not daring to look the Donaldsons' way. 
"Do you have blueberry?" asked a short, stout man with thinning hair. You shook your head. 
"No, sorry. We have apple, chocolate, lemon, banana cream…"
"Why didn't you make blueberry?" 
"No one brought it this year. At the next block party, I'll make a suggestion…"
"You broads have one job,” he sneered, crowding you and the table. “The least you could do—"
"Is there a problem?" 
Steve was in a checkered button down, hair neatly combed back. He’d always been handsome, with his sweet blue eyes and pink cheeks. Perfect for a senator's daughter.
He stepped between you two, blocking you from view. You peeked around one giant shoulder as he stared down your heckler.  
"This girl and her bridge club forgot the goddamn blueberry pie."
Steve straightened, gaining at least another inch in height. 
"The lady worked very hard on this event and provided plenty of great food. You can find something else. If not, you'll leave." 
“Who the hell do you think you are? I’m a part of this neighborhood and—”
“And this party is a privilege,” Steve cut in, stance wide. “Do we understand each other?”
How different this Steve was compared to the upstairs neighbor you remembered. He’d never backed down, ever, but now, people listened.
The man grumbled. Steve didn’t flinch, and after deciding he didn't feel like getting his ass handed to him by Captain America, the asshole snatched a piece of lemon pie. 
"Thank her," said Steve, easy as anything. "She didn't have to give it to you."
The veins on the man's forehead bulged as Steve coolly stared him down. 
"Thank you," the man said gruffly, then stalked off. 
Steve turned as you walked around the table. You offered a tentative smile. He returned it, dimmer than you remembered. 
"Hi, Steve."
"Hey. Are you alright?"
You nodded. "I'm fine. That was…" 
"He won't bother you again."
You wrung your hands. Steve stood ramrod straight, arms behind his back. The smile was gone as quickly as it appeared.
"Welcome back," you offered. 
"Thank you." 
"I'm glad you're home. You and Bucky."
Steve nodded, gaze softening. He looked exhausted.
"It's good to see you, Y/N."
You gestured to the table. 
"Pie? There's tons. Or um…" 
You crouched to pull out the cinnamon cake you'd made specially for the end of the night. 
"I'm technically saving this for after the fireworks," you confessed with a laugh, "but, do you want some? You like cinnamon cake, don’t you?" 
You didn't need to reveal that you may or may not have made this for in case you saw Steve. 
"Oh. No, I don't want to cut into it if it's for everyone."
You smiled, tilting your head. 
"No one will know, Steve. I know it's your favorite."
"I'll wait. Thank you, though."
You chewed the inside of your cheek, nodding. The Steve from before would've happily accepted a slice. 
"Have you eaten anything?" 
"Yeah, I've been at the booths down the block. It's a great event you organized, Y/N, seriously."
"Oh, well, it wasn't just me," you shrugged. "Plenty of people helped."
"You put it together, though. Only you would keep everybody's spirits up like this."
"People deserve it." You deserve it.
"Y/N! Can you bring these over to the Brigleys' booth?" 
Loretta suddenly heaved several trays into your arms. You staggered briefly, balancing the weight. 
"Oh, Captain!" she squealed, pushing past. "So good to see you! Well, that serum really did a number, huh? Golly."
Steve's expression was tight. "Ma'am."
Loretta giggled. "Look at that. Ma'am. Army shaped you right up." 
"Uh, Loretta," you began loudly, smile tight. "Isn't that your cousin talking to Bucky over there?" 
Loretta whipped her head around, scowling. 
"I'm never inviting her to something again, I swear!" she snapped, stomping away. 
Steve bowed his head, biting back a smile. You giggled, adjusting your grip on the trays. 
"Tell Bucky I'll give him an extra cinnamon cake as an apology."
Steve snorted. "He'll be just fine. Jumped right back into the swing of things."
"And you?"
His gaze flicked up to you. 
"I don't know," he finally confessed.
"Y/N!" Mrs. Brigley waved from down the street, gesturing to the trays.
"Yes, Mrs. Brigley. Be right there!" 
You took a step forward. Immediately, your knees buckled, shoes catching on uneven pavement, the weight too much. Steve surged forward, catching the pans with one arm and holding your waist with the other. You inhaled sharply at the feel of his warm hand plastered over your ribs. He set the pans down, searching your face as he goaded you to a chair. 
"Steve—"
"I'll be right back,” he said firmly. “Stay there, rest. You've been on your feet too long."
Though the words were a Captain's order, his tone was tender. You nodded, watching as he went and scooped up the pans like they were nothing, jogging to Mrs. Brigley. She, of course, wanted to chat, because everyone wanted a piece of Steve now. And why wouldn't they? Steve was golden, always had been. It wasn't fair of you to want him to yourself. You had no claim on him; not before, and not now. 
"Finally, you're here. The recycling by the stop sign needs to be taken out." 
An older woman, holding an entire pie you were pretty sure she did not make, stood before you, waiting expectantly. You sighed, plastering on a smile. 
"Sure. Thank you for informing me."
She hobbled away, probably to go steal more food, while you went to wrap up the bag, pulling it out of the bin. You dragged it out and down the sidewalk towards the small alley with the recycling bins. It wasn't as well lit and you tried to avoid stepping on the broken bottles and trash that littered the cement. As you lifted the lid and heaved the bag in, quick footsteps approached, crunching glass. 
"Y/N? Jesus. Are you okay?"
"Steve?" You closed the lid, your face a question mark as he neared. "What's wrong? Did something happen to the booths?" 
"You shouldn't be here by yourself. It's dark and you could cut yourself."
You blinked. "Steve, it's less than fifty feet away from the street. I think I'll be okay."
He closed his eyes briefly, swallowing, chest rising and falling too fast. For a moment, you feared an asthma attack, something you'd witnessed quite a few times. 
"Hey, hey. What's going on?" you asked.
"N-nothing. C’mon, let's—"
"Steve." You rested both hands on his wrists. He stopped. "You've been acting off all night. It's clearly not nothing."
He bowed his head, shoulders hunching.
"I missed you," he confessed quietly. 
"I missed you too," you smiled. "But you've got me, Steve. I'm not going anywhere."
"Stuff happened, when I was over there, and I saw—" Steve stopped, swallowing. 
He wavered forward the tiniest bit, arms twitching. Then he froze, restraining himself. You took the hint, wrapping your arms around his neck and coaxing him into a hug. Immediately, Steve clung to you, hands on your back, melding you to his chest. You hummed, breathing him in. 
"Yeah," you murmured, smoothing over the cowlick that just never seemed to settle no matter how much pomade Steve wrangled into it. "I think if anybody deserves to rest, it's you."
There was a heaviness, a weight that hadn't been there the last time you saw him, over a year ago. He pulled back slightly, nose nearly touching yours.
"Steve, I—" you fumbled, realizing how close Steve was, how you could count all the freckles on his cheeks if you wanted to.
“Yeah?” he breathed, warm air on your cheek.
Your arms were around his neck. His hands stayed dutifully on your waist. Steve’s eyes were like starlight, bright and earnest. Something delicate pulled in your chest, curling close to your heart. His eyes went to your lips.
“Kiss me,” you whispered.
Steve surged forward like he’d been waiting all night to do so. He melded you against him. Your lips slotted together. Kissing Steve was coming home. You knew he felt it too, with how he made a small noise into your mouth, unable to get enough of you. You felt his worry, his weariness forged through war and being stretched in a hundred different directions. 
Land here. I’ve got you.
Eventually you had to come up for air. But Steve didn’t go far. He merely moved to your sternum, resting his forehead. You held him like that, playing with the short, soft hairs at the nape of his neck.
“I’m glad you’re home, Steve,” you repeated, and this time he didn’t tense.
“Yeah,” he said against your skin. “Me too.”
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sunshine-on-my-mind · 8 months
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Hey, sweet Meera.
How about some Bucky
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And snacks (this is a Baklava Cronut, but any pastry will do)
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Kisses
a/n: can i be cringy and say i don’t know which one is yummier? ahahha no sorry but omg i love this. it inspired me to write this AU hehe i really hope you like it.
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James Bucky Barnes, spoilt and rich, son of CEO George Barnes, has everything. He is living his best life from on frat party to another from one girl to another, the famous playboy loved his life.
Until one day, few months before his graduation, his father called him in his office.
“You’ve had your fun, now it’s time to get serious” Bucky rolled his eyes
“Dad, I’m not joining your company” the senior Barnes laughed at that
“oh son, you really think you’re fit for my company? you are a spoilt little brat, living his life on his old man’s money. it’s time to change that.”
This made Bucky curious
“Go get yourself a job, any job, I don’t care, but if you can’t get yourself a job by the end of the month, then you’re out.”
“Out? what do you mean out?”
“Out of my will, out of your penthouse that I bought for you, well… everything actually.”
And that his Bucky Barnes found himself working in this coffee shop. He hates it I mean how do people even do this? And the customers are the worst, but he can’t complain or else he will be fired.
“This sucks” he mutters under his breath as he was making ‘oat caramel macchiato with mocha drizzle’ or whatever the shit the customer has ordered.
“Here’s your coffee” Bucky gives a fake smile to the customer, ugh they are lucky to receive even a fake smile from him.
Evening rolled in, it’s almost time for Bucky’s shift to end, finally. He’s cleaning up the counter, muttering curses under his breath when the cafe door opens again.
“Fucks sake wh-“ his rant stops in between when he sees you across the counter. Your eyes focused on the pastries displayed. And his eyes focused on you.
You look up at him and he looks away, he doesn’t want to get caught staring like some creep. Bucky clears his throat and you smile at him. How can someone else’s smile make him feel happy? He asks himself.
“Hi, um, can you help me with selecting a pastry? They all look so good I’m confused.” You ask him with that pretty smile of yours
Now if it was any other customer he probably would have rolled his eyes and said whatever came to his mind but in this case, he does want to talk to you.
“Well I’m a basic guy myself, quite love the brownies and cinnamon rolls, the apple pie too, but um, we started doing these Baklava Cronuts recently and they are quite popular so you can try one.” Bucky says with a smile, a genuine smile, after a while, gosh he doesn’t remember the last time he actually couldn’t stop smiling, he feels shy.
“One Baklava Cronut it is then” you give him your order “and can I please get an iced coffee as well?”
Bucky feels like saying ‘I’ll give you all the pastries and coffees if I could’- a smile plastered on his face.
You take a seat and wait for your order, Bucky told you he’d bring it over.
As Bucky starts making your coffee he cannot help but steal glances at you, you’re sitting there by the window, the evening sun casting a beautiful glow on your face. This is something Bucky would have scoffed at in another situation because he doesn’t really understand love, but there you are and he cannot stop staring.
It’s not that Bucky has not dated beautiful women before, some were models, literally but there is something about you which is giving him butterflies and he is not yet sure if he likes it.
“Here you go” Bucky smiles and places your order in front of you on the table.
“Tha- oh uh, I didn’t order the brownie.”
“It’s on the house.” The smooth Bucky who has flirted with many many women is gone, and remaining is a shy bucky who cannot stop smiling.
“oh,” and that’s when you bite your lip and Bucky feels his eyes are glued to your lips.
“Thank you…” You trail off to find his name tag. “Bucky”
The moment you say his name Bucky is gone. He wants to hear you say his name, again, and again. Has his name ever sounded so good?
“I’m- I don’t know if this is too forward but um, would you like to go out with me sometime?” Bucky is flustered while trying to ask you out. He looks at you with his pretty blue eyes and you felt like you’re melting into a puddle.
“Yeah, I’ll like that.” You smile.
Bucky feels like jumping in happiness. But tries to play it cool, you know scratch that he doesn’t want to be cool he wants to be happy and shy and spend time with you, get to know you.
He gives you his number and asks you to text him when you’re free.
After you leave the coffee shop that day, Bucky feels keeps checking his phone, excited, nervous, anxious, and after finishing his shift when he is going back home, when he feels like he is losing his mind, his phone chimes
you: hey, i’m free this friday if you’d like to meet x
Bucky smiles, almost giggles. Quickly types back.
Bucky: Sounds perfect. Can’t wait to meet you again.
Maybe working at the coffee shop isn’t that bad. He smiles to himself and drives back home, counting days till Friday.
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Bucky x reader: Missions
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Missions are the death of him
If you go on a mission alone, he's already freaking out about:
"Y/n! How the hell-"
"Language"
"-Are you going to protect yourself without me!"
If you work at S.H.I.E.L.D:
You'd be decently stealthy about it, timing is great, and he'd rarely notice
If he asks you "Y/n/n...where on earth are you going this time?"
You'd probably go "Well, I never said it's on earth, and IT'S CONFIDENTIAL"
*cue the Bucky sigh*
If you go undercover, he's going to ruin it by coming over at random, kissing you, and walking off
Leaving you to explain to a now snickering Skye, Clint, Bobbi, or Phil
If HYDRA attacks you, and he's not there, you can manage fine much better than him
If he's there, he'll kick ass with you
"Some hell of a date Y/n"
"Shut up Barnes"
Most of the time, both of you keep it secret, cause you know how dangerous HYDRA is, and that HYDRA is so going to use you to get to the WS
If you work with the Avengers:
Man...Bucky HATES you going on missions alone
He's always glaring at Sam when he goes:
"Y/n, why don't you go with Shuri?"
"Y/n, you're going with Joaquin"
"Strange, take Y/n"
He's going to MuRdEr Sam
If Sam goes:
"Barnes...go with Mrs. Barnes"
It usually makes him hate Sam less
But Sam goes:
"Ooh! And Parker! You got babysitting duties!"
"W-w-What Mister Falcon?"
"You're babysitting Y/n and Bucky"
So that's why you basically could adopt Peter, he's usually on missions with you, Bucky acts like the weird ole man he is:
"SPIDER DON'T WEB UP THE OLD LADY"
"Kid! Stop singing 'Gold' from Imagine Dragons"
"Peter...If you won't stop with the Rogers: A Musical references-"
"OMG Y/N STOP PARKER FROM FANGIRLING OVER MY BOBBLEHEADS IT'S WEIRDING ME OUT"
It's priceless
And you seem to be babysitting them both
"Oh my god Mrs Y/n/l! It's the new lego Iron-"
"You told me"
"Look! THEY GOT Y/C/N BOBBLEHEADS!!!"
You end up buying your own bobble head, and Bucky insited it's cute
Shut him up after you got one of WW2 Bucky
He glares at it suspiciously
"Y/n...it's staring at me creepily"
"That's the bobblehead's job"
You aren't on team with him?
He throws hands
Glares at Sam a ton
And gets PoUtY
Yes...POUTY
Like a three-year-old who can't look at cartoons
He really likes 'saving' you in missions
"Hey Doll...on your left"
"*squealing* WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE??"
"Saving you..."
It's weird
But cute
Like him in general
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astraeus-moon · 10 months
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omg I hope your oc knows how much I love him!!!!!!! Faer is so super cool and interesting and I love seeing the posts you tag him in!!!!!! Do you have a drawing of him, or a reference? What does he look like?
And I would absolutely love having our ocs be friends :3
EBTQTBEWGVEQ YESSS! HES MY BLORBO. I AM GOING TO RUN HIM OVER (AFFECTIONATE).
I don't have any drawings I have a couple picrews that are a bit outdated. One is my current pfp but I can give a rougher description bhrwrbhe
This is going to be rambly, my bad. Black hair about shoulder length. It's kinda fluffy he's rocking the bucky Barnes haircut. He's got kinda white streaks throughout due to stress and being 42 <3 (old man). He's got gold eyes with like slitted cats pupils. (Fucked up wolf man) I have a scar map for him somewhere but facial scarring is usually four claw marks down the left side of the face from hair line to collarbone. And one across the nose. He does have freckles as well as white hair in his eyebrows. Noticeable neck scarring like a slit throat, and Wolf teeth marks. He has sharp wolf teeth! Very long noticeable canines. He's missing his right arm due to Bellwether torture, and it has been replaced with a winter soldier style prosthetic. :3
Outfit wise. Mid calf height work boots usually. Some kind of just fatigue pants or jeans. Shirt wise just a button up or random t shirt. Lots of nation parks t shirts. Usually wears a forest green hoodless jacket over it! Usually some kind of baseball/trucker hat. He always has a pocket watch necklace tucked beneath the shirt but the chains visible. He also does wear bandanas it's his one splash of color besides the jacket + shirt. It usually matches. He does have glasses! Tends not to wear them and prefers contacts but there silver rimmed glasses. Wears work gloves pretty often.
I would ADORE having our ocs be friends I love redfall ocs and want to know every one. I love ur ocs so much and I want to know everything. <33
Some misc Faer facts
- grew up in alaska
- been a park ranger for 17 ish years
- his birthday is Jan 1st
- he's Trans:)
- he's Demiromantic and Demisexual and only intrested in men
- hes an only child
- he does draw in his spare time
- werewolfism gave him colorblindness
Edit:
- @shamrockace oc Link p much ends up as his adopted kid
- they buy him wolf themed hats <3
- it's free wolf dad
- they are a funky package deal <3
- I will elaborate on Link, which is a threat.
Ty for ur intrest in my fucked up little wolf man sorry this got long af. I have a very fun lore stuff for him settled.
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Omg. I am loving this run of shieldshocks you've been running on. the interaction between bucky Barnes, Sam and cap on the phone had me imagining all kinds of scenarios. So I have a prompt for you.
Bucky Barnes cannot help but mother hen Steve through all of life's obstacles. Things were difficult in the 40s before Steve got a body that let him think he could take on the world. Steve is gonna just throw himself out of planes.
Bucky would love to be able to let go, but he doesn't trust any one to keep Steve from fat heading his way into danger. Oh great, and now Steve's in lo-lust with a cute astrophysicist who keeps getting her scarves stuck in no place they ought to be.
I loved this! Thank you! It's chapter two of Grumpy Old Man now, Even Grumpier Old Man. Featuring one paranoid Bucky Barnes and Darcy getting tangled up in things!
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bookaddict05 · 1 year
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Mystery man
This is a female reader x bucky barnes story
This is my first time writing a one shot please enjoy
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The sun is shining through my baby pink cotton curtains as jarvis announces the time "6:30 Miss y/n, you have breakfast scheduled for 7:00 accompanied with Mr Hogan, followed by training at 8:00 with your new instructor mr barnes".
Ah yes the Mystery man that all the shield agents seem to be obsessed by Mr Barnes the fearless soldier. Guess today we can put a name to a face.
I rolled out of bed slowly dragging myself to the joint bathroom i share with tessa they are also an agent but also the closest thing i have to family. We enrolled into the academy together and since then we have been as close as ever. I pick up my tooth brush take off its protective cap and put some toothpaste on. While brushing my teeth tessa makes an appearance brushes their hair.
"whats your schedule?" I ask them while spitting out toothpaste
"Ive got a meeting with Hill at 7:00 and then me and a few other agents have a mission with Rogers at noon, what about you?" They answers
"Breakfast with Hogan and training with Barnes"
"Omg u get to train with Barnes im so jealous, hes the best trainer out there, however ive heard hes ruthless so good luck"
I leave them in the bathroom closing my door behind me. I walk over to my vanity and pick up my hair brush and put my hair into double dutch braids while applying some sun cream and day cream on to my face. Gotta keep my young looking face, i think then i smile at my self in the mirror and say you can do this.
I walk to breakfast and was automatically greeted by Happy who was waiting for me in the kitchen. He talked me through security details while we had some lovely raisin weetabix.
I stand up from the table and place my dish and spoon in the sink and turned to face Happy.
"Ive got to go now i need to meet Barnes" he nodds and i walk down the corridor and take a left.
I walked into the gymnasium there was a sparing place in the middle of the floor which was surrounded by multiple various different gym equipment.  In the middle of the floor stood a man around 6ft tall, dark slick back hair, muscular and one strange noticeable feature... a metal arm.  Oh and one other thing hes incredibly gorgeous no wonder everyone was so obsessed.
"You are y/n i assume" he questioned
"Thats correct sir"
"Dont call me sir i feel old, call me Barnes... now lets see what you got"
He made me run lap around the hall, lift weights and occasionally fight each other. It felt like hours had passed.
"Im fed up, im not doing anymore" i refuse and drop to the floor.
He looks down at me in amusement
"You have only been training for an hour u still have another hour left. Now get up" he says that last part more stern than pervious.
"No i cant move, you cant make me do something if i cant move"
Tension starts to pick up
"Get up off your lazy arse right now and give me another 10 laps" he said fury burning within his eyes
"Make me"
We stared deeply in one anothers eyes both with hatred flowing through us. He walks closer towards me causing him to tower over me more. I stand up so the height difference wasnt so great but he still seemed to tower over me. We stared intently into each others souls both of us not wanting to break away first to give the other the delight of winning.
A slight smirk forms across his face and he reaches out for my arm while im still distracted by his ocean blue eyes. He flips me on the floor and pins me down. Still not breaking eye contact. 
"20 laps now"
I can tell that me and metal man are going to have lots of fun...
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imaginedreamwrite · 2 years
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RH Cowboys that no one asked for
The illuminated sign hanging above the wooden double doors were flickering in the night, the bulbs dying and needing replaced. Through the doors you could hear music playing, the country tune unfamiliar to you yet boisterous enough to have people dancing to the tune inside.
You had stopped and watched them for a moment while Becca had paid the cover charge and when she was ready she grabbed your hand, leading you inside. The interior was decorated much like the exterior, with the old barn wood illuminated and decorated with ‘country’ elements that would’ve been astronomically priced back in the city.
“Wanna sit at the bar? I gotta go pee!” Becca had yelled in your ear, trying to communicate over the music.
“I’ll be at the bar!” You nod and started weaving in and out of the crowds until you got to an open seat at the bar, and quickly snatched the stool.
As you waited to be served, you had looked around the rather crowded place, finally settling on an abandoned hat next to you. It was instinctual, the way you reached out and touched the onyx black cowboy hat, tracing your fingers along the hat’s brim.
“If ya like it, put it on.” A voice to your right called, drawing your attention from the hat to pair of cerulean eyes staring you down. “It ain’t gonna bite ya, darlin’.”
He reached across you and grasped the hat for himself, lifting it from the bar before dusting it off and setting it on your head. He had fixed the way it laid and then grinned, leaning his elbow on the top and his chin in his hand.
“You’re gorgeous.” His accented drawl was invigorating, more so than you realized, but it was the action of him leaning in and tipping the hat back that had truly stolen your breath. “You know what this means, gorgeous?”
“What what means?” You furrowed your brows, feeling a strong chest against you to your left.
“You’re wearing a cowboys hat and a pretty little thing like you wearing someone’s hat-“ another set of piercing eyes behind you, another massive and attractive body.
“Hal! Ari!” Becca’s voice had broken the haze, her eyes narrowed as she came barreling toward you. “What the hell are you doing here? Y/N, honey…what did you do?”
“I…didn’t do anything.”
“You know this angel, Becca?” The cowboy on your right questioned, teasing you by tracing his fingers on your wrist.
“She’s my roommate in Uni and she’s staying for the summer.” Becca smacked the hand away but didn’t reach for the hat.
“Bucky and Steve are here too,” Ari interrupted her and then whistled under his breath, “so you’re the city girl? Becca forgot to mention how damn cute you were.”
“Did you put your hat on her, Hal?” Becca accused the man to your right, Hal, and crossed her arms over her chest.
“Sure did, Rebecca.” He shamelessly winked at you. “Can’t have someone else scooping darlin’ up.”
“OMG, Hal!” Becca groaned and smacked his chest. “Ari! She doesn’t know what it means!”
“What what means!” You forcefully asked, getting no answers before.
“Means,” Ari leaned in and made himself even more known, “your ours, city girl.”
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sokovianheadtilt · 10 months
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Girls
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Bucky Barnes x black!reader
Summary: Bucky is the ultimate girl dad
Warnings: none
A/N: pure fluff <3 i will die for girl dad bucky barnes omg
Word Count: 357
SERIES MASTERLIST
You woke up from a midday nap Bucky forced you to take after he caught you dozing off while holding Bella. He took both girls and reassured you that he’s more than capable of caring for them and that they’re a team. If you needed to lean on him for extra support, he won’t ask any questions and will do whatever means necessary to give you that support. 
You got out of bed and went downstairs and the sight in front of you made your heart grow 10 times in size. Your fiance was sitting on the living room floor with your 9-month-olds, doing his best to style their curly hair. You saw the extreme concentration on his face as he did his best to part Aurora’s hair evenly with a children’s video playing on the TV to keep Arabella occupied. You leaned against the wall and saw him put two perfect pigtails in her hair, grinning at his success. 
“We did it!” he exclaimed excitedly. He picked up Aurora and kissed her forehead and chubby cheeks, leading her to let out the cutest giggles that make your heart melt. He reaches over to pick up Arabella, holding the twins to his chest for some cuddle time. 
You walked over to the trio, leaning down to kiss Bucky’s head. “Hi” you said softly as he looked up at you “Hey doll. How was your nap?” he looked up at you with those bright blue eyes you fell in love with. “Perfect. Woke up just in time to pick up Logan from school” You kissed his cheek as he shook his head “No no no, sweetheart, today is about you resting I’m gonna go get him while you get some more rest” he moved to gently stand up while holding onto the twins “Now if you excuse me, me and my little queens are gonna go get ready” he kissed your cheek and went upstairs. 
You giggled and moved to sit on the couch, wondering why the world blessed you with the best man you could ever ask for. Now you just gotta get him to the altar. 
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mochie85 · 1 year
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do you have a snippet you could share from brut gold 2?👉👈not that I'm a whore for enforcer loki or anything...
OMG me too, bestie! Me freakin' too!!
But I should preface this next chapter by saying that it's actually going to be told from the cousin's POV, Rosaline, and her carnal- but loving- relationship with her fiancé James Barnes.
Sam walked down the hall toward James’ office. The classic Rococo furniture, which was expertly positioned, contrasted with what the new generation of The Barnes family favored. But they would never change. Because what the Barnes family loved more than their outdated furniture, was tradition. They were perfectionists. The habit of the institution was ingrained into them as young as five years old. For James- probably younger because he was set to inherit the family business. All that changed when he met you. His trandafirul, his Rose. Fitting that your name just so happened to be Rosaline. You had auditioned to be a singer in one of his clubs, unbeknownst to your father. And as soon as you opened your lips to sing, James wanted to keep you singing, in more ways than one. Sam walked in as a lifeless body was being dragged out. The face was unrecognizable as the only feature standing out was an imprint of the initial ‘J.B.’ on the man’s cheek. James was watching the windows as smoke from his cigar blew out from his thin lips. His other hand, adorned with bloodied rings, nursed a half-filled glass of bourbon.
I will add a little tidbit of Loki and Lia in there tho for sure.
Tagging: @springdandelixn because this will be for your 1k request @coldnique because you were the one who originally requested Brut Gold. And @fictive-sl0th @vbecker10 @peaches1958 because i know you guys will appreciate a little more bucky 😘
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robotskilledmygrandma · 10 months
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A lil guide for anyone looking for some fanfiction or now my AI artworks
Hello! I accidentally deleted my pages for writing so I'm just gonna pin this post with all the info for the very few fanfics I have written and also anything I am going to post on here. Marvel Fanfiction What Should We Name Her? Bucky Barnes x Reader Summary: Who knew that Bucky’s undoing would have eight legs? Damsels In Distress: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Bucky Barnes x Reader. Summary: Bucky and Steve don’t usually get captured, but their missions don’t usually involve zombies. Now he has to deal with the fact that the emergency alarm went out to not only the team, but to you, his girlfriend. This is not the way to a girl’s heart.
Hogwarts Legacy Hogwarts Legacy AI Art :) AI Art WIP (that I have probably abandoned but were cool ideas) Let me know if you want me to complete them, hold me accountable! MARVEL Bucky X Reader #1: After losing his arm in a car accident, Bucky Barnes struggles with every day tasks but after already having some hired help, he refuses to get more. Natasha however, isn't having any of it and goes out of her way to hire him a private chef.
#2: I don't like tea and other lies Bucky tells himself. Bucky wakes up in a strangers house after passing out on their doorstep after a particularly bad fight. He is resistant to their help but this stranger isn't having it and takes it upon themselves to get his stubborn ass back to the Avengers Tower
#3: This is not a safehouse. The mission goes horridly wrong to no-one's surprise and the safehouse is destroyed. Steve and Bucky follow Natasha to another safehouse, except that it's not and now it's time to meet Natasha's "old friend".
#4: Lessons in apologies and being a disaster by Bucky Barnes Being a superhero is hard and Bucky can't catch a break, he's just trying to get by and start enjoying his life. But a tense encounter with a person he mistakes as a reporter makes his relationship with his new neighbour all the more strenuous that it has to be. It's Sam to the rescue.
#5 An egg for a brain. (I fucking love this one and do intend to continue it.) Bucky is well versed with Murphy's Law but this is one of those times he thinks the world is just out to get him. An accident causes Bucky to lose all his memories except for those from before World War 2. Steve is the only person he knows, he's lost in a modern world that he dreamt of living in, is struggling with the fact he can't remember shit about who he is (everyone is quick to chime in though) and to top it off, he can't seem to face the woman he fell in love with. #6: A Serious Problem It's Tuesday and portals open above New York. Again. The first on the scene is not the Avengers or even any of the other local crime-fighting vigilantes. The first person appears seemingly out of nowhere, brandishing rebar and a fiery attitude. Of all people, it's Spider-Man who they say hi to while sprinting past covered in alien blood.
Stucky - Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes (my beloved ship omg)
#1: Shit My Soulmate Listens To (The story of how Steve Rogers loses his mind, just a little. (Another one I intend to finish cos it's gonna be so good). It's not that Steve is a snob. Really, he isn't. It's just that he has good taste. And his Soulmate certainly does not. And he swears if he has to hear the same damn song one more time, he's going to punch someone.
#2 Becoming (My post-endgame somewhat fix-it that finally tackles the abandonment of Bucky by Steve). This is a story about heartbreak, grief, healing and self-discovery. Bucky knew that Steve wasn't returning after he put the stones back, but that didn't stop it from it hitting him like a truck. He takes a break from being a superhero, learns to be Bucky Barnes again and learns that some endings are actually beginnings.
#3: Doom. Or how Bucky Barnes got fucked over, lost an arm, went to Hell and came back laughing. (A Marvel and Doom video game crossover) Bucky Barnes has been imprisoned on the Mars UAC facility after defying his CO. He's not imprisoned though, he's a fucking test subject for a squirrely scientist named Arnim Zola whose didn't stop to think about the consequences of messing with Argent energy. After a mysterious explosion destroys the facility and leads to the worst infestation known to man, SHIELD sends the Avengers, a Rapid Response Tactical Squad led by Steve Rogers to gather intel and lock down the facility.
#4: A roommate AU Bucky responds to Steve's ad for a new roommate. It turns out food isn't just good for the soul but a fast track to the heart of the hottest man Bucky has ever met. #5: Atlas Shrugged All eyes are on Steve who frankly does not give a shit. His eyes instead are on the shield, the gaudy thing they insist is his and expect him to pick back up again even thought he doesn't remember a thing about why he picked it up in the first place. Bucky says it was because he's an idiot and never knows what's good for him. But Bucky is the only one who is against him picking it up again. "It's not your job." Bucky had said one night when they both couldn't sleep. His metal hand nursing the bottle of Vodka while he looked downright miserable. Undecided Ship #1: A Marvel and Fallout crossover, staring all the Avengers but my main man, Bucky Barnes The second the platform stops moving, Bucky’s knees buckle and he drops to the ground hard and grasps at his chest. Just like the platform, his breathing has all but stopped, panic setting in.
He gasps and gulps and tears flow quick. In all his years he has never felt desperation and grief as he does right now. All he hears are his own choked sobs on top of the silent hill and it scares him how silent everything is. Anywhere he looks there are signs of death and destruction despite the regrowing nature. Skeletons litter the ground, all the families he had passed on his way to the Vault all those years ago, and all the workers, even the Vault-Tec guy.
Instead of standing, Bucky scrambles over to the dirt around the platform, searching desperately for any signs of footprints, of life.
There are none.
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crazyunsexycool · 2 years
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Can we have a peek of what you're writing 🥺🥺
Hi darling,
Omg of course!!!!! (Low key I’ve been waiting for someone to ask)
One shots:
Steve Rogers:
Leave your lover
(Based on the Sam smith song of the same name)
Steve has known Y/N since the avengers were form. She was his PR rep, Y/N was in charge of all the media circus for him, Nat, Sam and Bucky. Steve has been in love with her since the beginning but he’s never made a move, he says he’s happy with just being her best friend. He lets his chance pass him by yet again when she starts dating someone and it gets serious rather quickly and right before his eyes. Steve has to watch the woman he loves love someone else. Will he get a chance to confess his true feels or will it be too late?
Old love, New love (working title most likely I’ll change it)
Steve and Y/N have recently ended there relationship after a year. Unfortunately for both of them they still have to work and practically live together since they work with the Avengers. During a mission the team finds Peggy. She traveled through time to be reunited with her one true love but the issue is that Steve has moved on. The longer she’s there the more he realizes that Y/N is who he wants to spend the rest of his life with. Once Peggy realizes that she’ll stop at nothing to make sure that Steve and Y/N don’t get back together. Steve will have to choose his old love or his new love.
Series:
Steve Rogers
What happens in Vegas
It was supposed to be a bachelorette trip for her best friend, but somehow Y/N wakes up hung over in a strangers hotel room. The stranger is none other than America’s golden boy Steve Rogers. In the span of a few short minutes Y/N learns that not only did she sleep with Captain America but now they’re also married. Before she lands back in New York the media has already picked up the story so an annulment is not an option. Y/N will have to deal with a fake marriage, her parents disappointment, her best friends wedding and a secret that will turn her already crazy life more chaotic. She can only hope that she can turn to Steve for better or worse.
Bucky Barnes mob AU
Is it a crime?
(Based on the Sade song by the same name)
They met when they were 6. They were best friends by 10. At 15 they were boyfriend and girlfriend. By 18 they had already been training to become the next mob bosses and take over their family’s legacy. At 20 Y/N loses her father, the only family she had left. Taken from her by his right hand man. An attack on her home has left her vulnerable and without resources. She turns to Bucky but his hands are tied, he can’t protect the love of his life. He only manages to give her some cash so that she can leave before she’s hunted down by the unscrupulous leader of hydra, Alexander Pierce. She has no choice but to flee for her own safety. 10 years later Y/N comes back with a vengeance to reclaim what’s rightfully hers. Bucky has now taken over for his father and is engaged but with Y/N so close he’s willing to risk everything and do what he couldn’t do so many years ago. Is it a crime to still want him?
I also have some requests that I’m writing as well as some series for Sam Wilson x reader, Sam/Bucky x reader and Thor x reader but these series will come later on!
Requests are still open so if you have a request you’d like me to write please feel free to send it in!
Thank you so much for reader!!!
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drgrlfriend · 1 year
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I posted 2,229 times in 2022
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I tagged 2,218 of my posts in 2022
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#marking it complete is like saying you filled the gas tank in the car and then when your spouse runs out of gas you're like 'well i filled i
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Okay, all my peeps need to run out and immediately watch the movie RRR on Netflix.
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Think of a Marvel movie, but on steroids. This movie is bonkers. This movie is fantastic. This movie is "what the fuck? (confused)" combined with "OMG what the fuck?!? (laudatory)"
Dance-offs? Check.
Close male friends expressing the wish to die for each other? Check.
Motorcyles being thrown? Wait, you've seen that before in a Marvel movie... how about FLAMING motorcycles being thrown? Check.
Tiger fights? Not interesting enough? How about tiger, wolf, deer, jaguar, bear, and other miscellaneous wildlife fights? Check.
Colonizers getting it in the neck? Check, check, and double-check. You like that scene in The Old Guard where Nicky and Joe are fighting in tandem? How about fighting in tandem with one CARRYING the other on his shoulders? Check.
I tried to find one post to reblog that had enough gifsets to convey the tone, but went deep in the tag and could not find just one, so here are some random gifsets that pop up when I search:
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Fan artists are already amazing, but @aukanemin takes it to another level. Not only are their artworks gorgeous, lush, and detailed, but they are producing them in the midst of terrible conflict, power outages, and incredible uncertainty. I commissioned this work for my Winterhawk fic, Freedom's Reach, and am beyond thrilled with the result as well as the entire process. Bucky Barnes and Clint Barton were new characters for @aukanemin and they did an absolutely amazing job manifesting something that lived only in my imagination and making it ten times as beautiful in the process. 100% recommend stalking them for commissions to open up again so you can nab a masterpiece of your own. Freedom's Reach by dr_girlfriend
Summary:
Clint is about to move on when his eyes drift up to the lettering at the top of the window.
FREE PASSAGE TO THE WEST!
Clint knows that the circus folk mock him — call him too trusting, too soft-hearted — but even he knows nothing in this life comes free. The words puzzle him, and he reads them again carefully to make sure he hasn’t made a mistake.
His eyes are drawn to one posting at the very bottom corner, different from the others. This one is sun-faded and starting to yellow, curling at the corners. Clint crouches down, brow furrowing and lips moving as he sounds out the unfamiliar words.
Western Man Seeking a Husband — I am a kind and unassuming man of good financial means seeking a helpmate and companion. I have lost my arm in the service of our Union, but am otherwise free from disease. I am not particular as to looks, but am seeking an individual of equal youth and vivacity with whom I can share my affection and devotion. I am a man of quiet habits, moderate temperament, and kind disposition and would seek the same in my husband.
81 notes - Posted October 27, 2022
#3
Cannot. Stop. Laughing.
I’m not yet convinced Musk’s ownership will bring the worst predictions to pass. But if it does, and Twitter dies, let me offer a word of advice: Don’t mourn too long. You’ll be just fine. In fact, sooner than you think, you might even feel a sense of reprieve, once the hellsite as you knew it has finally gone to hell. I know because I’ve been through this before: I was there when Tumblr died.
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276 notes - Posted November 2, 2022
#2
Please vote. Please vote. Please please please vote.
Don't let Republicans take power in November.
321 notes - Posted October 19, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
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Look at this amazing Winterhawk art, commissioned from @drizzledrawings! Based on this from Lucky in Love: Clint has found an arrow loose somewhere, and is messing with the fletching, head flopped back on the back of the couch as he squints at it.  “Fireworks tomorrow night,” he notes casually, not even looking away from the arrow.
Bucky’s stomach drops.  He hadn’t even realized — he should have brought this up with his therapist weeks ago.  Based on how he had reacted that one time a car backfired, fireworks would —
“Lucky hates ‘em,” Clint continues, interrupting Bucky’s panic-spiral.  “I got it set up where we can listen to the t.v. with headphones, usually we watch movies all night.  You want in on that?”
The relief is palpable, the sickening roil of Bucky’s stomach settling immediately at the thought of being able to just block it all out, safe and warm wedged on the couch between Clint and Lucky.
“Yeah.  Sounds good,” he mumbles.
Clint still doesn’t look up, just smiles to himself small and private, where he’s fixing his arrow.
Bucky scoots in a little closer and Clint doesn’t miss a step, just loops his left arm so it’s around Bucky’s shoulder.
Bucky lets his eyes droop to half-mast, resting his head against Clint’s shoulder.  He feels the movement of the muscles under his cheek as Clint continues to fiddle, the silence warm and comfortable around them, Lucky leaning heavily against Bucky’s other side.
Yeah, Bucky thinks.  That’s what this warm feeling must be.  Home.
496 notes - Posted March 13, 2022
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