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radioproto · 1 year
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rand0mfangurlstuff · 1 month
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I'll Look After You - Part 4 - Bucky x Y/N
I just had to write more of this! It's always going on in my head I had to type it out. Thanks so much for all the likes on the previous parts. This is my first time writing so I'm nowhere near as good as most writers on here. Anyways, here we get the moment I'm sure you've been waiting for.
Bucky knew, with absolute certainty, that he was dead. When people spoke of Heaven they mentioned warmth, relaxation, peace. They talked about soft clouds and a feeling of bliss. If that was all true, then Bucky was certainly in Heaven. In which case; John 'Bucky' Egan, for all intents and purposes, was dead.
The last thing he remembered before his death was the sweet sound of Y/N's voice and the taste of vanilla frosting on his tongue. What had happened after that? Did the gods finally say 'It's time John.' and call him home? What would they tell his Ma? What about Buck? He couldnt think too much on that right now, he was basking in pure and utter bliss. There he lay, in his small bed in the infirmary, with Y/N's head on his chest as she slept. Yes, this is Heaven. He thought. With the slightest turn of his head he could smell her hair. Just like the fowers in Ma's garden. He did his best not to move, not to even breathe too much, incase he would disturb her and burst his perfect bubble. He wasn't a fool. He knew Y/N certainly did not intend for this to happen. Tiredness clearly overtook her before she had the chance to move to her quarters or somewhere else more appropriate to sleep. But here she was in his arms, head on his chest. If someone came in here right now and shot him in the head; he would die happy.
When she started to wake, the first thought in her mind was that whatever hard surface she was lying on, it was not her pillow. No, this hard, chisled, impossibly warm surface was not her pillow at all. Confusion filled her brain until she slowly opened her eyes, looked up and were met with two blue eyes staring back at her. 'Oh my God!' She lept from the bed suddenly, the harsh movement hurting Bucky's ribs. 'Easy doll, its just me.' 'What am I doing here? What time is it? Oh my god I'm still in last nights clothes!' She was panicked. She was to start her shift in an hour, and she hadnt even made it to bed! What would her roommates think? What would the other nurses say? If anyone saw her in John Egans cubicle wearing last nights clothes... she may as well find the nearest river and jump. 'Relax, you just fell asleep thats all. I think it was a rather lovely way to end our date.' She spun on her heel. 'It was not a date! I was just wanting to help you sleep.' She put on her shoes as fast as she could. 'Well it worked, I slept like a baby.' He was teasing her, wanting her to tease him back. Wanting that beautiful smile of hers to appear and take the worry from her face. 'I never should have slept here. I have work in an hour!' Bucky couldnt help the teasing smile on his face. 'Well good thing you work here.' 'I'm in last nights clothes! I cant be in work in last nights clothes!' 'I don't mind what clothes you wear darling. You look lovely regardless.' That drew a small smile from her. Success. 'I have other patients other than you you know.' 'But I'm your favourite.' He smirked. He liked this. He liked teasing and flirting and having fun. 'I wouldn't go taking any bets on that Major.' she teased him back. 'Well why else would you leave a dance to come see me?' It was then she remembered that she had never told him she was going to the dance. 'How did you know I was at the dance?' His cheeks went red. He panicked. 'You told me yesterday.' 'No I didnt, I was going to, but then you were being cranky. How'd you know?' 'Well I, I may have overheard you speaking with Croz..'
It was like a lightbulb turned on in her brain. He heard her and Harry speaking. He heard Harry ask her to the dance. That's why he knew she was going. He knew she was going with Harry. A second, brighter lightbulb. Thats why he was in such a bad mood yesterday. She tried, really and truely tried, but the laughter was too much for her small body to contain. She burst into a fit of giggles. She tried to speak in between fits of laughter. 'You,... oh my god, you were.... you....jealous!'
The red in Bucky's cheeks spread to every other part of his body. She knew. She knew his bad mood wasnt due to physical therapy, it was because he knew she was going to the dance with Crosby. Bucky almost wished someone would shoot him in the head. How could he live with this? She knew he was jealous, meaning she knew of his feelings for her, and she was laughing at him. Bucky should have known she wouldnt never see herself with him. The thought of him thinking he had even the slightest chance had her struggling to breath through fits of laughter. Still giggling like a schoolgirl, she said to him, 'Harry is a lovely guy...' Yes, he was aware how lovely Croz was. 'But I don't see him in that way.' What? Hope flickered in his chest. 'Oh, then why did-' 'Because he's a nice guy. And I didn't have anyone else to go to the dance with. Nobody has ever even asked me to a dance before.' She tucked her head as to avoid eye-contact. Embarrased by the confession. Bucky was certain she was lying. 'That's impossible. You're stunning. Anyone would be glad to take you anywhere.' Her smile was so wide it almost split her cheeks. 'Well, Harry is the first person to ever actually ask. So I said yes. It was a bad idea though, I was a terrible date for him.' 'I doubt that.' 'Well, it's not much fun being on a date with someone who is thinking of someone else the whole time is it?' Bucky felt his heart race, he didnt want to be too optimistic; but he couldn't help the fluttering butterflies in his stomach. 'And who might that be?' She smiled, and slowly made her way back to his bed. She sat on the edge of his bed.
She knew it was unprofessional, but she passed unprofessional three nights ago when she first slept in that chair by his bedside. She was nervous. Her hands were shaking and she could hear her heart racing. As she sat next to him on the edge of the bed, she felt a magnetic force pull him towards her. She was crossing a lot of boundries, and there was still and chance he would reject her, but she had to do this. She had to do it because she could barely breathe and words were failing her. She leaned closer to him, looking at his perfect ocean blue eyes and his soft lips. Leaning closer and closer, but at a pace slow enough that he could reject her if he wanted to.
This had to be a hallucination. She was moving towards him in a way that could only mean one thing, she was going to kiss him. He couldnt speak, couldnt move, couldnt breathe. He just sat there as her lips found his. It was soft, gentle, like she was afraid of hurting him. Her soft lips like a whisper against his own. He was intoxicated by her. She overcame every one of his senses. Her touch, her smell, her taste. It was all he could think about. He finally was able to snap out of complete shock and kiss her back. Moving his hand to her soft cheek, Bucky deepened the kiss. Still soft, still slow, still absolutely amazing. After god knows how long, they came up for air. Foreheads touching, they smiled at each other lovingly. 'There's only one man I want dancing with me.'
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metalbuckaroo · 3 years
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SUMMARY// Bucky finally has time to relieve some stress
WARNINGS// Smut, oral (m and f receiving), kinda face fucking if you squint, handcuffs, light sir kink, eye contact kink, praise kink, cursing, big dick bucky
AU// cop!bucky x f!reader
NOTE// there's no plot, just filth, thank you @doll1917 for giving me this glorious idea
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Bucky's job as a deputy had more stressful days than he could count. Late nights, early mornings, and barely any time to properly relieve the tension that was settled into his muscles daily.
So, when he would finally get off at a decent time, there would be a trail of his discarded uniform from the front door to the bedroom, until he was left in just his briefs with a mischievous smile on his face. His eyes watching your every move as you made your way across the room to him.
Starting with slow, loving kisses that welcomed him home; quickly turning into rough, sloppy kisses as he undressed you.
All leading to your knees being scratched raw by the plush carpet, with your hands restrained behind your back by Bucky's metal cuffs.
His hands holding either side of your head as he thrusted into your mouth, curses and groans falling from the man above you freely. His perfectly chisled chest sweat slicked and tinted red.
"Look at me." The order had your eyes snapping open to meet his. Blue irises a darkened ring around his blown pupils. "Good girl." He cooed, pushing in further until his tip hit the back of your throat before trying to go deeper.
You felt his cock twitch when your throat constricted around him, trying to swallow the spit that was leaking out of your mouth and coating your chin.
Bucky pushed your head farther down until you resisted against him, letting you pull away to take a breath.
A string of drool connected from his swollen head to your lips as you gasped for air. Bucky taking in his favorite sight of you rubbing your thighs together with spit dribbling down to your chest and between your beasts, metal hand fisting over his cock. Picturing the slick mess between your thighs as he looked over your tear streaked face.
He stopped you from leaning towards him again, grabbing the key to the cuffs from the nightstand before kneeling in front of you. "Your turn, pretty girl."
You had expected Bucky to keep his head between your thighs until you cried out from him pulling you apart over and over when he cuffed your hands to one of the metal bars of the headboard.
But, his plan was much more devilish.
An hour of him stopping just before you toppled over the edge until tears slid down the sides of your face and your chest heaved with pleas for him to keep going.
You rocked your hips against his mouth in attempt to reach your high, squeezing your eyes shut and whining as you tried to focus your fuzzy mind on the coil tightening in your lower belly.
Bucky pulled away and pinned your hips to the mattress. "Not yet, sweetheart. Just a little longer." He purred, pressing his lips to the irritated skin on the insides of your thighs.
You keened when his lips ghosted over your clit, his tongue circling around the sensitive bud and eyes locked on yours. "Bucky-"
He lifted his mouth again, shaking his head. "Ah-ah, you know better than that, pretty girl." He smirked, a hasty kiss to your clit making you whimper. "Please, sir."
He hummed in approval, moving to sit on his heels and unlock the cuffs again.
Bringing your hands down to your front, the click of the handcuffs tightening again made you bite your lip gently. "Much better." He smirked.
Bucky lifted your hips slightly, thick head prodding your dripping entrance before he fully sheathed himself in a swift movement. Your head tipping back against the pillows with a choked moan from the sudden stretch.
"Oh, fuck-" He grunted at the feeling of the immediate flutter of your walls. "Fuckin' tight, already squeezin' me."
Leaning on his palms, Bucky slammed into you. Salacious sounds of skin slapping, moans and pants filling the room. Neither of you caring if the neighbors heard anymore, it had been too long since he'd been able to make you tremble under him properly for him to care.
The pressure of your impeding orgasm grew in your core, your legs lifting higher on his waist as he slid against every sweet spot at a rough pace. Metal fingers digging into your cheeks as he knocked a kiss to your lips.
"Open 'em, wanna see you when you make a mess on my cock, darlin'." He huffed out, a guttural moan leaving his lips when you listened. "Good girl, sweets. Such a good girl."
Angling his hips to fuck into the rough patch at the back of your cunt, the coil snapped. A pleasure cry of his name pulling from your chest as your body tensed, legs tightening on his waist and vision whiting out from the orgasm that hit you hard.
Bucky's hips stuttered, the vice grip your cunt had on him making him spill over the edge. His hips grinding into yours as streams of releasing painted your velvety walls with a gravelly moan. Barely able to catch his weight from falling on you on his forearms.
He peppered kisses to your face, your head still spinning and heart thumping wildly in your chest, muttered praises barely audible over the ringing in your ears.
The weight of Bucky's body slowly lifted away from you as you tried gathering your bearings, metal and flesh hands gently massaging up the insides of your trembling thighs. "Need anything?"
You lifted your restrained hands, not having to open your eyes to see the proud smile that curled his lips as he looked over your blissed out form.
The bed dipped as he shifted around, reaching to get the key again to release your hands and press gentle kisses to each wrist. "Better?" He asked softly.
You let out a content sigh at the soothing feeling of his cool left hand carefully rubbing the skin of your wrists. "Much." You breathed, chest still heaving.
"I'll order us some food and we'll go again."
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Could you do a part 2 to back to her where she ends up with Bucky and they help each other heal? I know you shouldn’t date your ex’s best friend but they were just abandoned 🤣x
Back To Her
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: After Steve practically abonded the two people who loved him most they found themselves in a sticky situation
Warnings: none
Hey guys! So I’ve decided to turn this into a mini-series hope you guys enjoy this journey xo 
Part 1  Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
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12:00 AM
The clock on your nightstand mocked you as you continued to toss and turn unable to fall asleep. Rolling onto your stomach for what seems like the millionth time you let out a frustrated groan and threw the covers off of you
You hauled yourself out of bed and made your way out into the hall of the Avengers tower, getting on the elevator your finger hovered over Bucky’s floor number but you fought against bothering him again tonight. For the past couple weeks the two of you had gotten closer since Steve abandoned you
Steve
Your chest still aches whenever you think about him, you understood why he did what he did but you still manage to question yourself
Is it my fault? Wasn’t I good enough for him? Could I have done something differently to make him stay?
Those were the questions that kept you up at night and it’s eating away at you. The doors slid open and you headed to the kitchen to indulge in your tub of Ben and Jerry’s. Too wrapped up in your head you hadn’t noticed the figure sitting in the dark
“Can’t sleep”
“Jesus!” you fumbled with the tub as you spun around to face 
“F.R.I.D.A.Y lights”
The lights came on and Bucky sat at the island with a stupid smirk on his face enjoying the fact that he almost gave you a heart attack
“Real funny Barnes” rolling your eyes you plopped down in the seat next to him
“I know why I’m awake, what’s up with you?” you asked stuffing your face with the deliciously sweet treat
“Well after sharing my bed for the past two weeks I couldn’t fall asleep alone” taking your spoon he dug into your ice cream before stuffing his face, you felt your cheeks get heated at his revelation
“I’m sorry”
“Don’t sweat it” you too sat there in silence enjoying the cold treat which ended way too quickly for your liking
“Okay, let’s go” Bucky stood up putting his chisled physic on display, you averted your eyes not wanting to get caught staring at my ex-boyfriend’s best friend
“Where exactly are we going?” sliding out of your seat you headed over to the bin to discard the empty tub, before you could process what was happening Bucky swopped you off your feet, taking you into his arms 
“To your room so we could sleep”
The coldness from the touch of his metal arm sent shivers throughout your body casing you to nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck. You breathed in his musky scent from the kitchen all the way up to your room
He entered the room and kicked the door shut before moving to place you down on the bed. You pulled the blanket over you both and you immediately cuddling into his side 
“Doll”
“Bucky” looking up at him you noticed the solemn look on hie face
What’s going through that brain of his?
“Promise me that we won’t abandon one another, no matter what” his steel blue eyes gave way his emotions, he was hurt, betrayed even. Reaching up you cupped his cheek, thumb brushing against his beard enjoying the feeling of it
“I’m not going anywhere Buck” his eyes flickered between your eyes and lips as he hesitantly leaned forward, his lips brushed against yours before he closed the gap between you
Closing your eyes you returned the kiss as he pulled you flush against him
He’s kissing me
I’m kissing him
Oh fuck!
Breaking the kiss you pulled back a bit, thumb swiping over your swollen lips. As if it finally dawned on him, Bucky’s eyes grew three times it’s size as he flew up from under the covers, scrambling for words to say
“I-I should go” with that being said the super soldier left leaving you in a daze 
Holy shit, what just happened?
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captainsharmie · 4 years
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nerdgoggleson · 5 years
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So what about...
Modern! Bucky and Cap! Steve
Steve gets roped into somehow being a judge on American Idol, The Voice or some Talent show he isn't sure which... And he's not so sure about it, but Pepper warned him it's good publicity and it'll make him out to be an even more relatable guy by getting him to voice his opinion.
So now here he is on day 12 listening to the millionth American singing a horrible rendition of "Halo" by Beyonce... He thinks he's about to pass out from the pain in his ears. Who in their right mind thinks they can outdo the Queen B?!?!.... Ok, so he's a B fan, sue him! He's gay asf!
But then HE walks in... Beautiful. Mesmerizing. Please don't be horrible. God if Sex on Legs. He's got a red Henley tshirt over a black long sleeve shirt that's stretched over broad shoulders. His long hair is in a messy bun with strands falling over sparkling blue eyes, a chisled jaw and pouty full lips. He's got a beautiful acoustic guitar slung over his shoulder and he's dragging a stool behind him.
"Hi, my name is James but you can call me Bucky. I'll be singing an acoustic version of Halo by Beyonce. "
Oh God. Beyonce again...he's gonna be horrible... But fuck, his voice is deep and sexy and...
The judges chuckle quietly and nod for him to continue while Steve tries and fails to scrape his jaw from the floor.
Bucky starts strumming and then singing an eloquent and soulful version of Queen B's song. His head is low over the guitar, his body relaxed and leg extended out so his foot can reach the floor.
.. Yup Bucky's going to California...
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And in a few months when Bucky's won the record deal and all the trimmings, Steve will swear hands down that it had nothing to do with the fact that he had a crush on Bucky Barnes.... Not even after they begin dating.
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Is it strange that there are some characters that I dream of being chubby/gaining weight (cough Bucky Barnes and Jim hopper) but then other characters I am fine with keeping their perfectly chisled body? (both Steve Rogers and Harrington) like I’m not like, shaming anyone who wants a certain character chubby, I just find it strange that /I/ am like that, and I was wondering if you have any characters that you are like that with?
Yup, buddy, me too. Like, for the most part I’m utter trash and want everyone I love to get chubby, but there are definite exceptions. Vanessa in Penny Dreadful? Skinny as hell, and I love her that way — especially because she’s all long-limbed and lean, but then she has this stunning rack, and it’s just…it’s good. She’s very, very good.
See also: Tommy Shelby in Peaky Blinders. He’s so sharp and angular and tragic, and it just works. That bastard.
See also also: Vane from Black Sails. He’s all six pack and Fabio hair and a voice low enough to elicit spontaneous orgasms with a single word. He should be boring as fuck. But god bless him, he’s not boring. He’s totally fuckable as is.
So yup, I totally get this. It’s weird, but it happens to me too.
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radioproto · 1 year
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Forgot to show y’all but I’m making another head
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This time, for Bucky
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radioproto · 1 year
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More progress!
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radioproto · 3 years
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This is my fourth and final fursona, Bucky the chisle. The chisle is a species that I created myself, Bucky being the first of his kind. Chisles are similar to mice in features, but have sleek cat-like tails and giant clumsy paws. Bucky loves his pranks and hanging out with his buddies. (Pronouns: he/him/they/them)
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