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Hi, I’m so sorry that you have been having a hard time and that you can’t graduate when you wanted to I know that must be hard but you’re taking the time to look after yourself and that’s the most import thing!!!!
If and when you’re up to it I’d love to see a part 3 of forgive me, also maybe with a bit of Sam included? I’m a strong believer that Sam would 100% be on Bucky and Y/n side
Forgive Me, Pt. 3 (Bucky x Reader)
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A/N: This request for a third part was from AGES ago, so I apologize for the long delay lol. On the plus side, I’ve finally graduated from college so that is no longer a worry! :) Anyway, this series will definitely be getting a Part 4. I couldn’t stop writing and coming up with more ideas lol. I hope you all enjoy!
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“Hate” had always been such a harsh word to me. Of all the feelings that existed, that was the one that I never could seem to grasp fully. Perhaps my heart was too soft or my nature too forgiving, but I had yet to find a person that I truly hated.
I could not even find it in me to hate Steve Rogers, despite all that had happened. Forgiveness was still a work in progress, but perhaps one day I would forgive him completely.
It had been three months since Bucky had found me in our bathroom with an open medication bottle in my hand, and it had been equally as long since he had spoken to the rest of the team. While I found it impossible to hate any of them, Bucky could not stand to even look at them. We had moved out of the compound within twenty four hours of his confrontation with Steve and hadn’t been back since.
Our little apartment in the city was comfortable, but it was not home. I knew that Bucky felt the same, but he refused to admit it out loud. Several attempts to urge him to reach out to Steve had not gone well, and my heart ached as I witnessed his anger consume him. Bucky had reassured me that I was all he needed now, but I knew deep down that he needed his friends, especially Steve. This anger would destroy him if not confronted properly.
And that was why I reached out first.
I found myself in a quiet little cafe in the city on a early Tuesday morning, sipping on an iced late as I watched people make their way down the street to work. The chair across from me scrapped on the ground, and I looked up to find Steve Rogers taking a seat. His face was solemn, almost shameful as his eyes made contact with mine. It was a version of him that I was unfamiliar with. The weeks of sneering and secret glares had melted away into shame and regret.
Part of me thought I should be content, seeing him humbled in this way. But I could not find it in me to rejoice in this. Steve Rogers was doing just as bad as Bucky was, losing his best friend the way that he had. There had to be a way to remedy this.
“Good morning, Steve.” I spoke softly, watching him evenly.
“Good morning.” Steve nodded in response, looking a little uneasy. “Look, Y/N-“
“You know why I asked to meet with you.” I prompted, pushing past the need for small talk to get into what really mattered. I was also quite honestly not ready to accept his apology either, if that was what he trying to do.
“Yeah.” He sighed, looking away briefly. “I don’t know what else I can do. Bucky won’t respond to any of my messages and I wouldn’t dare show up uninvited to your apartment.”
“That would not have gone well.” I agreed, sipping again on my beverage. “But we need to fix this, Steve. I’ve never seen him like this before. He needs you.”
“No, he needs you.” Steve replied, his voice remaining even. “And I realize that now. I didn’t know how much he cared for you until that night. Hell, I’m surprised he didn’t tell me that you two got married.”
“That really surprised you?” I asked with a slight scoff. “After how you all treated me?”
“I’m not looking for a fight.” He held up his hands slightly. “I’m just wanting to fix things.”
It was silent for a moment, and I let out a small sigh as I nodded in agreement. We were both in agreement for at least this one thing. While I did care for Steve and the others like family before this mess, all I cared about now was making sure Bucky was cared for and supported. In order to do so, we had to work together.
“Is Sam in town?”
“He is.” Steve nodded. “I’m thinking he might be able to help best since he was nutural in this whole thing. Just talk things over with him. If it doesn’t work, we can figure something else out.”
“I agree.” I glanced at my phone, seeing a text from Bucky asking where I was. I began to rise from my place at the small table. “I have to go now. Let me know when Sam can come over to see him.”
“Wait.” Steve’s voice caused me to stop and I looked over at him. “I…I never gave you a chance to explain your side of things, and for that, I’m sorry. I should not have treated you the way that I did.”
I looked at him evenly, my heart aching in my chest at the memories of the day prior to my attempt and Bucky’s hospitalization. After a few moments of silence, I gave him a sad smile. “If you want to know what happened, look at the Tony’s camera feeds from that day. The journalist stopped me at the front entrance to the building so you should have clear audio. It’ll tell you all you need to know.”
And without another word, I grabbed my purse and made my way back towards my apartment.
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Bucky’s POV
It had been odd waking up without Y/N by my side. That had been all but established as part of our routine, early mornings spent together in bed. But for some reason that had been broken on a random Tuesday, and part of me wanted to investigate why.
But her return only an hour later had washed all my worries away and our regular life routines resumed as normal for the next week. Part way through the week, Y/N had left the apartment to run a few errands so I was left on my own on the couch watching reruns of ‘The Office’. But a sharp knock on my door interrupted my plans of relaxation.
I approached the door, assuming that Y/N had forgotten her key inside after I had locked it behind her. But the familiar face of Sam Wilson surprised me as I found him on the other side. “Sam?”
“How’ve you been, man? “ Sam smiled.
“How do you know where I live?” I returned a smile hesitantly, wondering if the others had sent him as one last resort to connect.
“I saw Y/N on the street.” He replied casually, and my shoulders relaxed slightly. “She thought it would be a good idea for me to visit!”
“Of course. Come on in.” I stepped aside, letting him into our apartment and shutting the door gently. “I haven’t heard from you in months. Where have you been?”
“Long term mission abroad.” Sam sighed, sitting down on the couch. “It was quite an interesting experience. But not as interesting as finding out you moved out of the compound. What happened?”
I froze slightly at his words. “Did Steve send you?”
“Can’t I just be concerned about my friend?” Sam replied, scoffing slightly.
“I’m not saying you can’t.” I snorted, sitting down on the opposite end of the couch. “But this feels like an interrogation. I have had enough of those to last a life time.”
“I did speak to Steve, but he only gave me a few details. But I also don’t want to hear just one side. I want to hear from you.” Sam replied, glancing at me. “You two are incredibly close and now you live far apart from each other. What happened?”
All that had happened began to play again through my mind. The article published, the attitude shifts from the others, the gunshot to my shoulder, finding Y/N with the medicine bottle in hand. It was almost too hard to handle. But I willed myself to speak, telling my friend all that had happened.
“How can I forgive him for this?” I asked, my voice cracking slightly. “How can I forgive all of them for this? They did not give her a chance to explain herself, and made her feel like she was worthless. I could’ve lost her forever.”
“How does Y/N feel about this?” Sam prompted gently.
“She wants me to reach out to Steve.” I sighed, sinking back into the couch. “I don’t know how she can forgive him so easily, after all that has happened.”
“Y/N talked to me too, Bucky.” My eyes flickered over to Sam, surprised by his words. “She is worried about you, deeply. “
“I’m doing just fine.” I scoffed, but slightly concerned by his words. How had I not known she was worried about me?
“So you say.” Sam replied, almost skeptically. “Don’t you miss everyone? Steve at least?”
“Of course I have!” I bristle slightly, my metal fist clenching slightly. “But how do I move on from this?”
“I know you can’t immediately forgive the others for this, and that is understandable.” Sam spoke firmly. “But you can’t stay this angry forever. It will destroy you.”
“I can be as angry as I damn well please!” I snapped, glaring at him. “They almost caused her to end her life!”
“Bucky-“
“No!” I rose from the couch, a wave of rage flowing over me. “You don’t get it, and why would you? It wasn’t your wife!”
“No, but she is my friend!” Sam did not move, keeping his gaze steady with mine. “And she is scared that she is losing you, Bucky!”
“I need you to leave.” I shake my head, walking to the door and pulling it open. “Now.”
Sam clenched his jaw slightly but did not respond as he rose from the couch before walking to the door. Just as he was about to step through into the hall, Y/N appeared with a handful of grocery bags in hand. Her smile of greeting faded as she sensed the tension in the room. “What’s-“
“Please leave, Sam.” I repeated firmly, watching him leave before shutting the door behind him. “Why did you invite him here?”
“Maybe because he’s one of your friends and you could use a visit from one?” Y/N walked into the kitchen, placing the groceries on the counter before turning to me. “Why did you throw him out of our apartment?”
“Because everyone is insisting that I must forgive Steve!” I snapped, my jaw clenched. “I can’t even fathom how you can stand the thought of him!”
“Bucky, I still haven’t forgive him yet! It’s too hard!” I shake my head as I watched him through pained eyes. “But I’m not as angry anymore. You can’t let this anger consume you!”
“I heard the exact same thing from Sam.” I let out a bitter laugh. “I can be as angry as I want!”
“Bucky…”
“Did you coordinate this with Sam? Steve too?” I scoffed, not even hiding my anger anymore. “Why are you working with the people who want you dead?”
Y/N’s face went blank for a moment before her eyes filled with hurt. Deep hurt. I had never regret speaking as I quickly as I did in that moment.
“Alright.” Her voice was quiet, trembling slightly as she picked up her purse from the counter. “Dinner’s on the counter. I’m going to go stay somewhere else for the night.”
“Y/N…” My voice cracked as I reached out to grab her hand, but she slipped away from my touch and out the door, slamming it hard behind her.
I walked over to the couch, sitting back down quietly before the first tears began to fall. I could not remember when they stopped, if ever. Perhaps the anger had already destroyed me. And perhaps I had already lost the love of my life because of it.
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inviswounds · 2 years
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All My Loving - Bucky Barnes x Reader
WARNINGS: none.
SUMMARY: Bucky comes home after a long tiring day, and asks you to sing him to sleep.
*Your POV*
You and Bucky lay together on your shared bed. You were sat up against the pillows, with the back of his head was pressing against your chest. You gently placed your chin on top. The two of you sat in silence for a moment, just enjoying each others embrace.
"Y/N," Bucky whispered, gently lifting his head sleepily. You hummed softly in response. "Do we have a mission tomorrow?"
"No, Buck. We get to sleep in."  You replied. His lips formed into a smile and he let out a sigh of relief. 
"Thank God." He said as he rested his head back against your chest. "Tomorrow we're just gonna lay here all day." Bucky flipped himself over and pulled you down, so you were now laying beside him. He gently rested his head on top your chest as he wrapped his arms around you. Usually it was you who would lay on his chest, but tonight was different. Bucky had been out on a long and tiring mission all day, and was exhausted. All he wanted to do was sleep in your arms. You were his safe space. You wrapped your arms around his figure, holding him tight. Then, you lifted one of your hands to gently play his hair.  
For the first time in a while, Bucky felt himself completely relax. You felt him sigh against your chest, and you could tell he was falling asleep. Then suddenly, Steve burst through the door of your room. Bucky immediately pushed himself off of you, lifting his head to see what the loud noise was. "Steve?" He groaned, rubbing the corners of his eyes. 
"Sorry, sorry," Steve panted, trying to catch his breath. His hands fell to his knees, trying to keep himself standing. "The guy escaped!" Bucky shuffled off of the bed to his feet, groaning in annoyance. 
"You let him escape?" He exclaimed, trying to control his anger.
"Well, I-"
"The guy that we have been trying to find," Bucky paused before continuing, "The entire day," He added, his voice growing louder. "Has escaped?" This time he was nearly shouting. You quickly got up from the bed, placing a hand on his back.
"Hey Buck, it's alright, we'll get him back." You said reassuringly, gently rubbing his back with your hand. Steve looked at the floor, unsure of what to say. 
"No, It's not alright, Y/N!" Bucky yelled, turning to his side to look at you. "It's been a long ass day, and all I want to do is go to bed with my girlfriend!" He turned back to Steve, running his hands through his long hair. "And I can't do that now, cause I have to go find this criminal!" He moved over to the bed, and sat down, groaning. You slowly sat beside him, placing a hand on his thigh.
"It's alright, Buck." You said. "Steve will go find the criminal, and you can go to sleep." 
"What!" Steve protested. You threw out a finger at Steve, not even looking at him, and signalled for him to be quiet. 
"Steve will go find him." You repeated, grabbing the side of Bucky's face gently. He sighed into your hand. You stood up and turned towards Steve, "better get going, Cap." Steve rolled his eyes at the two of you and left the room. You closed the door behind him before making your way back over to your boyfriend. The two of you gently fell back on the bed, moving to the same positions as before. His head was back on top of your chest, and you were running your fingers through his brown hair. 
You and Bucky both closed your eyes as you laid there together in silence, holding each other. You could feel Bucky's heart racing, trying to calm itself down but failing. "Y/N" He whispered, gently lifting and turning his head, trying to make his eyes reach yours. Your eyelashes fluttered as you opened your eyes, looking at the tired boy. "I can't sleep, will you sing for me?" He asked. He knew you hated your voice, but he loved it too much. You would usually laugh and say no to him, but he was so tired and so cute. It was impossible to deny his request. 
"Fine." You said, rolling your eyes with a smile. He smiled softly before turning his head back around and placing it on your chest once again. You thought of what to sing and only one song crossed your mind.
"Close your eyes, and I'll kiss you. Tomorrow I'll miss you, remember I'll always be true."
The song was 'All My Loving' byThe Beatles.It had been yours and Bucky's song for years. He loved the song, and so did you. The song had always meant something to you and him. You used to sing it to him when he couldn't sleep because of his nightmares, but those eventually faded and you stopped.
"And then while I'm away, I'll write home everyday, and I'll send all my loving to you."
The two of you had danced to it the day Bucky joined the Avengers officially. He was going through a phase of listening to popular songs from each decade, and was in his 60s songs era. He had asked to play the song, and then asked you to dance. The two of you moved slowly to the song, holding each other closely as you danced. It didn't matter that no one else was dancing, you just wanted to hold him.
"I'll pretend that I'm kissing, the lips I am missing. And hope, that my dreams will come true."
Bucky could feel the vibration of your gentle hums against his cheek, coming from your chest. He smiled softly at the sound of your angelic voice, and closed his eyes. It reminded him of when his mother used to sing him to sleep, way back in the 20s. 
"And then while I'm away, I'll write home everyday, and I'll send all my loving to you."
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buckybarnesfanfic · 2 years
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Ignorant little boy
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Yoy knew Bucky was raised in the 1940s a time when women had to hide their periods and pretend like nothing was happening. You didnt want to freak him out by just blurring out the subject of menstrual cicle so you kept it under the radar for the first few months of your relationship. Yoy were an Avenger too so you lived with the rest in the Avengers Compound luckily everyone had their own quarters so keeping it a secret wasnt difficult. But what was hard was lying to your boyfriend about it.
 As a trained assasin he could easily see when you were lying so when cramps hit you hard you just tell him that you are having a sleepover at nats to be safe. At first he was okay with that not paying any attention but as the months got by he realised a pattern to your sleepovers at nats and he was wondering what that was about. 5 months in the relationship you were once again in nats room curled in a blanket eating chocolate and groaning as the pain continued.
-you have to tell him eventually, you cant keep this for ever yn
Nat said putting you a glass of wine sitting next to you
 -i know Nat... I just dont want to freak him out you know. He has been through so much and he is still adapting to this new life. Throughing this to him is gonna be too much.
-yn is just period. I am sure he can handle it just fine youre just overthinking again. I m suprised he hasnt asked you about your visits here every month.
-I dont know Nat.. just let this month pass and ill see okay ?
-ok yn as you wish but you do havr to tell him or i will
she said smirking as she watched your suprised face.
-you wont! Come on Nat i will tell him just stop nagging about it.
you said as you covered you haid with the fluffy blanket.
The next day was suprissingly well. No cramps no pains and a low flow so you thought this was a perfect time to go to Bucky. You had missed him so much even if it was inly for a day. Your period it made you clingy and you wanted him around all the time. So you went into hiw room only to find him half asleep on his bed. Not wanting to wake him you tip toe to his bed and crawl under the blankets next to him. The momment he felt your pressence he woke putting his arm in your middle pulling you closer to him giving you a lazy soft kiss on the lips.
-I thought you were with Nat? 
-we finished early and i wanted to see you.
you said burring your head in the crook of his neck snuggling even further.
-i missed you so muck Bucky
you say in a muffled voicce making Bucky laugh holding you tighter against him.
-i missed you too doll so much
he said kissing your temple humming a song lulling you both to sleep.
Time passed and after a 2 hours nap you were ready to have some fun but the momment you opened your eyes you realised that you had leaked. FUCK !!! what were you gonna do you didnt want Bucky to see this. This was a disaster so you decided to act quickly. You slid under the covers and from Buckys arms but the momment you were getting up you felt a hand grasping yours gently.
-where are you going doll? 
he asked in a groogy voice sleep still evident in his eyes.
-im just going to the bathroom baby go back to sleep ill be back soon
you said kissing him softly on the forehead and then on the lips before standing up.
Bucky hummed in aggrement and went to close his eyes but when you stood up he gasped at the sight before him sending him into a panic mode rapidly gettinf out of bed and start bomb you with questions.
-yn where did you got hurt? what is all that blood? did you got shot?
he didnt think what he was saying he was just in shock of what he was seeing infront of him.
-Bucky baby im alright i promise you. Im fine love im fine. 
you tried to tell him but he didint listen he was busy checking you up and down for any sighns of possimble wound.
finally you sat on the bed took his hands that roamed your body and placed them on your face making him look at you in the eyes.
-Bucky my love i am okay. you saw it yourself i have no wounds. You have to calm down my love i am here and i am fine i promise you.
hearing this words Bucky finally relaxed and took a deep breath looking you lovingly and worridly in your eyes.
-what is all that blood then doll? where did it came from?
in that momment he looked like a lost puppy lost in worried and you felt terribly guilty for this. You should have talked to him.
-My love i am going to explain everything up okay? i just want 10 minutes to get clean and ill be back with you i promise.
he was hesitant he didnt know what was happening and he was still very worried but your reassuring smile calmed him.
-Are you sure you re okay doll?
-yes Bucky im fine i promise i will be back in a bit dont worry.
and with that yn was headind to the door going to her room to quickly change.
Bucky sat worriedly in the couch of his room his leg bouncing up and down waiting for you. the momment he heard the door open he turned to see you in an oversized shirt that was his and a cute pair of fluffy socks. he was so relived that you were okay and he immidietly sat up and got to you hugging you tight.
-im okay baby im okay. lets go talk i have some things to tell you.
you said breaking the hug but taking his hand in yours guiding him in the couch.
-i should have said that to you a long time before but i didnt want to burden you.
you said in a low voice looking at your linked hands.
-you can tell me anything yn, you are never a burden for me. what is it doll?
he held your chin up with his fingers lookung at you with the most sincere eyes.
Every month when i go to Nats for sleepovers it is because i have my period and i didnt want you to be overwhelmed about this. i know in your time they didnt speak about it and now you have so much on your plate to figure out that i didnt want to put another in it.
you said quietly and nervously.
Bucky looked at you not with anger or hate but with love and adoration that relaxed a little bit.
- Doll you got through it all alone all those months so just to not overwhelm me?
-yes.. im sorry i should have said it sooner but..
you didnt got to finish your sentence and Bucky just took you in his arms and kiss you. the kiss was so pationate and fierce that you melted in his touch. after the kiss he hold you and said
-you dont have to hide from me doll. yes i have a lot to learn still about this new world but whenit comes to you you come first baby. im here for you for anything you need me to and im happy to learn with you. i want you to feel comfortamble and free with me yn . im here for you love.
he said that with so much love that you felt guilty thinking that he will get mad.
-thank you so much baby. im so soory for keeping this from you.
-its okay doll im happy you finally told me so i can help you through it. So what exactly is a period?
he questioned and you laughed a bit. you loved how eager he was a bout learning for it and how helpfull he wanted to be. you spent 1 hour expalining to him what it was how many days  it lasted what were the symptoms and how to help you. After that he never letted you on your own on your period he was there for you through it all. cramps cravings mood swings and all and that made you fall in love with him all over again. 
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marvelandstuff · 2 years
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Freinds with benefits part 7
⚠️Sexual content ⚠️
Age limit: 18
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You felt Bucky's hands roaming your body, getting you out of your oversized hoodie and pulling your off pyjamas shorts; revealing your bare body underneath. He grabbed your thighs, and wrapped your legs around his waist and carried you to the couch. He only broke the kiss when he leaned your back down to the cushions. There was a wild look in his eyes as he bent down to kiss you roughly; his kiss was messy and needed and he was having trouble containing his hunger.
"Well that was easy." he mumbled against your bare skin while his hand slipped in between his legs, shamelessly teasing your throbbing clit.
"Shut up." you spat back at him, but he shut you up instead, once you felt his metallic finger making circles around your clit.
He kept mearing your wetness around and then licking his tongue in it, and then his fingers went up to your face and you cleaned his wet fingers, before slipping his finger inside you.
"Come on, I wanna hear you. Don't hold back." he mumbled against your collar bones and made you moan loudly just using his fingers - massaging your walls and curling his fingers just enough to touch you in all the right places.
"So fucking wet for me," he whispers, and when he slides his middle finger inside you, you grip his wrist tighter and pull him in as deep as you can.
"Please," you whine.
He pulls your head back a little and smirks at you. "Use your words, babygirl."
You're rolling your hips, needy and desperate, and all you can say is "more," but he knows exactly what you need. He adds another thick finger and pumps into you slowly, stretching you open with care. His thumb finds your clit and rubs it in lazy circles, and it feels so fucking good but it's not nearly enough and he knows it because he's smiling at you in a way that's almost mocking you.
"More," you say, and you can hear how pitiful and whiny you sound but you don't care because now he's pumping you faster and his thumb is doing God's work and when he crooks his fingers just so you grab his shoulders and dig your fingers in hard. The flesh gives but the metal is strong.
"Fuck fuck right there don't stop."
His voice is raspy in your ear. "Cum for me"
You can't form words so you just nod vigorously and just when you're about to go over the edge, he stops and pulls his fingers out. You've never felt more empty in your life as you watch him put his fingers in his mouth and suck your juices off of them.
"So fuckin sweet."
"Buckyyyy pleaaaase," you whine, and he chuckles.
"Sweetheart, you think my fingers felt good, just wait for my tongue."
You don't have to wait long, because now he's got you on your back on the couch, spread wide open for him, and he is fucking feasting on you. You've had guys go down on you before, but never like this—never one who knew what the fuck he was doing and didn't act like he was doing you a favor.
"Taste so fuckin good."
Between his lips and his tongue and the metal fucking fingers he's putting to good use, it's not long before you're on the edge again.
"Good girl. Cum all over my fuckin face."
You clamp your thighs around his head and grab his hair and hold him there because you're not about to let him tease you again. You can feel him laugh but he isn't so cruel as to do it to you twice. No, this time, he tongue-fucks you through the most intense orgasm of your life. You grab a pillow to muffle the sounds of your pleasure and you absolutely soak his face and the couch beneath you.
"Fuck" you whined and you saw him pulling away from your core, and cleaned up his face by licking most of it out.
"Do you see that I'm completely naked, but you're still in full clothing, how's that fair?" you asked him once you finally could speak again. You move your hands towards the hem of his shirt, Bucky straightens his arms, allowing you to pull his shirt above his head in smooth motion and watches your eyes as they take in the gnarled tissue where his metal arm meets his flesh. He sees your hand jerk up slightly but you pull it back.
"You can touch me. It's ok."
You close the distance between the two of you and reach up to finger the raised red marks running down his chest. Your touch is feather-light and so delicate that it makes Bucky's whole body hum. He wants to grab you and throw you down and devour every inch of you, but he waits.
"Am I ugly to you?" he asks.
You whisper, "no," and press your lips to his chest where the deepest scar sits. Bucky shudders when he feels your mouth on him. Your hands later travels down to his belt, unbuckles it and takes the zipper down slowly, and moves his pants down to his knees.
Bucky pulled back, sitting on his arse and lifted up his legs, allowing you to take down his pants. When you pulled his pants carefully on the floor, he pulled his boxers off, making his manhood out in the open. You slowly move towards him and reach for it, and when you take his cock in your hand, you have him gasping for air with a single touch. He looks into your eyes and sees the fear there.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"It's... uh... it's big ."
Bucky smiles at you gently. "I won't hurt you," he says. "I'll never hurt you," he lies. "Lay down."
You lay on your back on the bed and spread your legs for him, and Bucky takes his time with you, getting you ready with his fingers and his tongue. His cock is so hard it's actually painful, but he makes you cum twice before he even tries to put it near you. When you come down from your second orgasm, you're absolutely dripping for him.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked you, pushing some hair away from your face to around your air. "There's no coming back after this" You frowned the way he said it, his tone were poisoned with fear.
You didn't know if it was because he hadn't done this in a while or if he's just insecure about himself, not sure that you want it to be him... well, whatever it is it has to stop.
They were just friends, he needed to stop overthinking everything. The whole point with this "deal" was that you would be able to fuck, without having to overthinking.
"stop overthinking, Buck. Just fuck me" you told him, he nodded gets on his knees in front of you, his hands gentle on your hips as he pulls you closer to him. He knows you're on the pill, and he'd wear a rubber if you'd asked him to, but you didn't and he's not about to offer. He runs his swollen head up and down your entrance, wetting himself just enough to get the tip inside. You cry out and grip the couch arm. He push himself inside you, but he knew you hadn't had sex in a while so he goes slow. He refuses to hurt you like he has hurt so many other people....
"You ok?" he whispers.
"Yeah," you say. "Keep going."
So he does—slow, shallow strokes at first, while he waits for your body to stretch and mold itself to fit him. Then, when you start to moan his name, he goes a little deeper, feels you getting wetter and pulling him in. You let go of the sheets and put your hands on his hips, pulling him closer and letting him know without words that you're ready to take all of him, and when he bottoms out inside you, you curse and wrap your legs around his ass and hold him there.
Bucky stays still inside you, leaning down to cup your face in his hands and kiss you. "Doing so good, y/n. You feel so fuckin good."
"Fuck me," you whisper. "Please."
ANd he does as he's told,. He angles your hips up to get all the way deep and fucks into you with no mercy. He can tell he's hitting your sweet spot with every brutal thrust, and when he feels your walls start to pulse around him, he is laser-focused on your face, watching you cum and memorizing every single second of it. It's a long one, and you're fucking gushing and cursing and screaming the Lord's name and his name and spewing forth all kinds of pornographic filth he hadn't known you were capable of.
"Harder, daddy" you said, finally and Bucky absolutely loses it. He grips your hips with a bruising pressure and cums with a feral growl so loud it burns his throat. When he's done, he fucks his cum up into you with a few erratic thrusts before pulling out and holding your legs up.
"Push it out, babygirl. Lemme see it."
You do as he asks and he watches in awe as his spend oozes out of you.
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Remain the Same
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Written: April 12th, 2021
Posted: April 12th, 2021
Warning: None.
Word Count: 2,262
Summary: You couldn't remember why you and Bucky harbored hate for one another. With a little push from Sam, the tension reaches an all-time high. Will things evolve or remain the same?
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Opening the door of your apartment, you let out a surprised gasp as you gazed between the Two men standing in front of you. Your mind began whirling with assumed ideas as to why they were there. Raising an eyebrow at them, you groaned already figuring what they needed.
"There's no way I'm working with him." You spat, allowing him and Bucky entrance into your apartment.
Standing in your living room, you crossed your arms along your chest as you glared at Bucky.
"He's in therapy now-" Sam started.
Scoffing, you rolled your eyes. "And that suddenly makes him a saint?" Your face contorted as anger began bubbling to the surface.
"Look, you know we wouldn't be here unless we desperately needed your help." Sam sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he squeezed his eyes shut.
"Oh," You huffed, nodding your head in understanding. "So I was your last resort. Cool, Cool, Cool."
Sam let out a groan as he opened his eyes again, sending you a pointed glare. "You know that's not what I meant."
"Right." You drew out your word not fully believing him. "So why are you and Cyborg here?"
Bucky let out a quiet growl at your dig at him.
Shaking your head you scoffed as you rolled your eyes at him.
"Would you Two stop," Sam spoke, holding his hands out taking a few steps so that he was standing in between you. He sent Bucky a glare before turning to face you allowing him to give you the same expression.
"This is bigger than...Then whatever you Two are always fighting about." He spoke, his voice turning stern. "Look, we're here because we need to find Zemo."
Your jaw fell slightly, as you furrowed your eyebrows together. Your mind racing a million miles a minute, as you attempted to justify their need to find him.
"I'm sorry...Am I missing something?" You questioned allowing your arms to drop from their defensive position. "You're looking for the guy that we fought...The guy that triggered Bucky and-"
"I know how this sounds," Sam spoke his voice softer than when he last spoke. "But there's a bigger threat now."
Dropping your gaze to the floor, you let out a defeated sigh. Nodding your head, you returned your gaze to Sam's face. "Alright...I'm in."
Bucky let out a groan as his shoulders dropped.
Frowning at his reaction, you furrowed your eyebrows together. A ping of sadness washed over you.
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Once you had located Zemo, the three of you had made your way to his destination.
The ride there was filled with bickering coming from Sam and Bucky. Sitting in the backseat, you had become unusually quiet.
"What's going on in that mind of yours, Y/N?" Sam questioned, sending you a quick glance in the rearview mirror.
"Huh? Oh, uh, nothing." You spoke, cringing at your uneasiness.
"If you say so." Sam hummed.
Sighing, you turned to gaze out of the window, your mind became cloudy with the memory of Zemo triggering Bucky years ago. Shifting in your seat, you were overwhelmed with a sense of uneasiness.
As your attention was cast out of the window, you were unaware of the concern glance Bucky sent your way. Returning his attention back to the front, Sam caught his attention. Sam raised his eyebrows at him in question before sending him a smirk, making sure to let him know he was caught in the act.
"Alright, kids." Sam's sudden voice caused you to jump. "We're almost at the motel for the night."
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When Sam pulled into the motel parking lot, you were the first out of the car. Letting out a quiet groan, you stretched your arms above your head.
Sam was the first to grab his bag before he made his way to the lobby. Reaching for yours, your hand brushed against Buckys. Inhaling a sharp breath you quickly yanked your hand away as if you had been scorched by something hot.
Without saying a word, you were fast to turn on your heel rushing towards the lobby. As Sam came out, he had a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Here's your shared room. They only had rooms with one bed available."
Your eyes widened at him. "Wait-"
"I've been with Bucky long enough, I'm not sharing a bed with him too," Sam spoke. He made a subtle glance at Bucky sending him a quick wink before returning his attention back to you.
"Whatever." You grumbled, snatching the key from Sam's hand as you made your way towards the room.
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Tossing your bag down, you gathered your pajamas, before rushing into the bathroom in an attempt to avoid any small talk with Bucky.
Once you were changed into your nighttime clothes, you fidgeted with your bag before making yourself comfortable on the bed as Bucky glided into the bathroom.
Sighing, you fell back on the side you had claimed. Your mind clouded with thoughts of feelings. The moment Sam had stated you were going to share a bed with Bucky, your breath had hitched in your throat while your hands became clammy. Butterflies fluttering in your stomach brought you back down from your thoughts.
Crawling into bed, you pulled the blanket up under your chin as you were laying comfortably on your side. Closing your eyes, you hoped it would save you from any possible arguments or conversations.
However, when you heard the bathroom door open, the butterflies in your stomach returned. As Bucky climbed in, you attempted to ignore the fluttering feeling. Shivering slightly, you tried to wrap the blankets tighter around your form.
Without uttering a word, Bucky tossed around in bed before he mirrored your position. The heat that radiated off of him, was enough to alert you of his close proximity, the heaviness washing over you.
Reaching behind you, your hand gently grasped Bucky's wrist making sure to give him a light tug as you wrapped his arm around your waist. You heard his breath hitch before he was pressed firmly behind you. His chest was snug against your back, while his leg softly nudged its way between yours.
Nuzzling your pillow, you couldn't help but let out a content sigh. The butterflies became harder to ignore as you were wrapped in his arms. Bucky's free arm moved some of your hair away from your neck exposing it before splaying beneath your pillows allowing you to rest your head upon it.
His breath hit the back of your neck before his nose gently traced the back of your neck. The hair on the back of your neck stood at attention while your senses were in overdrive. Your back arched slightly as a quiet moan slipped past your lips. Bucky's arm tightened around your waist in the process. He gently pressed his lips to the back of your neck while being cautious as to not cross a line.
Turning your upper half in his arms, you laced your hand in his hair tugging him down towards you. His lips brushed yours before finally taking your lips between his.
Bolting upright, your chest was rising and falling at a rapid pace, while a thin sheet of sweat covered your skin. A ball of sweat rolled down your chest.
Bucky was quick to join you. "Are you okay?" His raspy voice laced with concern, as he studied your features.
You hummed in response, as your eyes were trained on the crown molding of the room.
Bucky's warm fingers gently grasped your chin, angeling your head to face him. "Are you sure?"
Gazing at him, you mapped the features that were etched along his face. His ocean eyes pouring into yours.
"I..." The words lost in your mouth. With his metal hand resting on the bed, his chest was angled towards yours. The close proximity almost allowing them to touch. Your breath hitching as the realization dawned on you, as you were taken by surprise that Bucky was concerned.
Without a word, Bucky laid on his back gazing at you as made himself comfortable before opening his arms in a welcoming manner.
Furrowing your eyebrows together in confusion, your jaw fell slack. "A-Are you sure?" You whispered, your eyes widening at his actions.
Rolling his eyes, Bucky sent you a toothy smile. "Just... Come here, before I change my mind." His eyes carried a playful glint in them.
Placing your ear upon his chest, you wrapped your arms around his waist. One of Buckys hands landed in your hair beginning to scratch your scalp. The other, landed behind your knee gently pulling it over his hips wrapping you in each other.
His warmth calming you almost immediately. Your eyelids grew heavy as you allowed sleep to overwhelm you just as Bucky pressed a gentle kiss upon the crown of your head.
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Once you were back on the road in search of Zemo, things had seemed to change between you and Bucky. The arguments between you had changed to flirtatious remarks.
When you arrived at the prison that held Zemo, you felt your heart fall into the pit of your stomach.
Standing next to Sam you frowned slightly. Before you knew it, Sam and Redwing were checking the perimeter leaving you and Bucky alone.
"Bucky.." You whispered as your eyebrows furrowed together.
"Hey, what is it?" He questioned his features dancing with concern as he stood before you.
"I...Be careful..."
Smirking, he raised an eyebrow at you.
"Who else is going to annoy me if you're back to being-"
Chuckling, he rolled his eyes. "I'll be fine." Tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, he leaned forward placing a chaste kiss on your cheek. "Besides, I had a pretty girl to come back to."
Heat rose in your cheeks, as butterflies erupted in your stomach.
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When Zemo joined your small group, Bucky had returned to his previous persona before that night.
Sighing, you couldn't bring yourself to rebuttal anything he shot at you. It had been insult after insult. In his mind, he was protecting you, he felt the more he pushed you away the safer you would be.
As you were getting dolled up for the mission, you noticed the subtle glances Bucky sent your way. On the one time you caught him, he was quick to avert his gaze while clenching his jaw.
"Don't you look beautiful," Zemo spoke from behind you.
Whirling on your heel, you scrunched up your face as you gazed at him. "Thanks."
As Zemo was ready to respond, his mouth opened but Bucky's voice came out.
"I think Sam wanted to talk to you," Bucky spoke, standing beside him. Clearing his throat as a rosy color danced along his cheeks.
Nodding your head, you went to find him.
Turning to face Zemo, Bucky let out a growl. "Leave her alone."
Zemo tutted, as he sent him a toothy grin. "Has the Winter Soldier gone soft?"
Grabbing him by the front collar of his shirt, Bucky yanked him forward as rage danced in his eyes. "I'm not the Winter Soldier anymore."
"But-"
"And as for Y/N," Bucky glanced around in an attempt to make sure you hadn't heard the altercation between them. "She's mine."
Grinning in a taunting manner at Bucky, Zemo chuckled softly. "You have a funny way of showing it."
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"Winter Soldier," Zemo spoke as he stood before Bucky at the bar. A hand was placed on his shoulder. "Attack."
Your breath hitched in your throat as you and Sam stood watching Bucky. Sadness washed over you, as you saw a flash of pain wash over Bucky's features. As you watched Bucky go through the motions you frowned.
After the mission was successful, you hadn't missed the concern oozing off of Bucky. You hadn't looked at him since the beginning of it. You couldn't help but feel as if your heart broke.
"I..I need some air." You spoke breaking away from the group without waiting for any response.
The bitter evening air whirled around you. Crossing your arms along your chest you made your way towards the nearest ally allowing yourself to lean against the wall. Closing your eyes, you let your head rest against the bricks.
"You shouldn't be out here alone."
Without opening your eyes, you knew Bucky was standing before you.
"I'm not alone, you're here."
A silence fell between you. Frowning, you opened your eyes as you gazed into his ocean eyes.
"I.." His voice trailed off as sorrow washed over his features.
"Was it all a joke to you?" Your voice breaking at the end. Your composure was quickly crumbling as tears welled in your eyes.
"No. No, it wasn't-"
"So what?" You questioned feeling yourself becoming defensive. "You want to give me a glimpse behind the walls again before you shut me out without a second thought?"
Bucky flinched at your words, as they came out much more harsh than you intended. "No-"
Scoffing you rolled your eyes. Tears began to cascade down your cheeks. Kicking off the wall, you didn't want to partake in the conversation anymore. As you began walking away from Bucky, you felt his calloused hand wrap around your wrist preventing you from retreating from him. Whirling you around, you collided with his firm chest.
Releasing your wrist, he placed his hands along your jaw before placing his lips upon yours. His lips were softer than you expected while a salty flavor invaded your mouth.
Pulling away, he rested his forehead against yours as your breath mingled together. "You're not going anywhere."
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You’re like me (bucky x amputee reader) part 1/?
summery: Bucky and Steve are sent out on an “easy mission” but when they encounter a teenage girl in a great deal of pain, their mission course changes.
warnings: some mention of torture and pain
It should have been an easy in and out mission. Tony had sent Bucky and Steve on a duo mission to take out a hydra base supposedly only holding a couple of hydra goons, and take files if any were found. It was suppose to be a semi- abandoned base. 
As they flew over France and nearing Germany, Bucky started to get worried. “I don’t like this Steve, Hydra never leaves behind tracks, this doesn’t seem right.” By this time he was pacing the length of the military style plane, as Steve piloted. “It’ll be fine Buck,” Steve said calmly. “We’ve done a ton of these before, plus we have intercom to call backup just incase.” Bucky’s shoulders seemed to relax a little, but Steve could still easily tell that he was anxious. Bucky had never gone into another Hydra base since becoming the Winter Solider, afraid about how his body might subconsciously react. He felt ready for this one however, after training his mind to focus on the now, and he felt that he was getting pretty good at it too. 
They landed the quinjet in an open forest just outside of a small German town made of roughy 3,000 people. The base was close by, about a 5 minute trek from the landing site. Using their renewed skills from military training back in the 40′s, they were easily able to get to the outskirts of the base without being heard, or seen. It was hard to keep quiet however when they saw what they were up against. 
The building looked like an old bunker, with tall stone walls, and strong metal doors. Hundreds of people in tactical gear roamed the grassy plain, guns in arms at all times. Trucks pulled into the building carrying god knows what. All that the super soldiers could mutter, was “shit”. 
“We don’t have time to call Tony,” Bucky breathed quietly. “What do you mean? We can’t take all of these people on by ourselves Buck, thats insane.” “I know punk, but if they have that many guards around that must mean that they have people inside that they don’t want getting away.” Steve pondered this for a moment, thinking back to when he saw where Bucky was kept in Russia not that long ago. “You’re right, but we can’t just march in there. I have a plan, but it’s not gonna be easy. You up for it?” “Always up for a challenge”.
They had snuck around back and managed to somehow sneak in through a broken window. With guns and shield drawn, they walked through an abandoned hallway, on high alert. That is when the screaming started.
Y/N’s POV
I was strapped to a chair in the blue room as I called it. The room where all the torture happens. The instruments and blood (both mine and others) littered the floor around me, as my head hung low and my metal arm clenched subconsciously. I freshly branded hydra logo shaped burn on my neck furiously stung as I hunched my shoulder closer to my head to keep the cool air from hitting it. “I’m done with her, put her back” came a deep low voice that I recognized all too well. I knew neither his name or what he looked like, but he was the doctor I knew had done all this to me. 
The guards dragged me by my arms as I tried to walk with them, trying to stay on my feet. They sat me on the rotting metal bench and detached my metal arm from its implant in my shoulder. They always took it off to make sure I couldn’t use it against them. I was left in bare feet with nothing but loose tattered pyjamas and one less limb to call my own in a cold and drippy cell. I scurried under the bench and curled up trying to preserve my warmth. Suddenly I heard distant yelling and the clanging of metal against metal. I didn’t think they would come back for me already, which furthered my confusion. Voices started nearing, speaking in English, a language that I knew decently, but did not prefer to my native tongue of German. 
“This is the cell block” said a man with a low voice “I recognize these kinds of doors. Open all of them, there might be people here.” I knew enough English to know they were coming to get me, but their tone about if they were good guys or bad guys was unclear. I curled further into myself as I heard my cell door open. 
“BUCK! THERES A GIRL IN HERE!” A higher voice, but still low enough for me to know it was a man said.
I kicked my foot out as a warning while yelling “Nein bitte, du hast gerade die Experimente beendet! Bitte!” (No please! You just finished the experiments! Please!) Still cowering in the corner. The other man with the lower voice looked into my cell and I could feel his heart break. “Steve,” he said slowly. “She’s just a teenager” I was sobbing at this point, pleading in German for them to leave me alone. “Ich bin schon genug verletzt!” (I’m already hurt enough!) I cried as loud as my voice would allow. The dark haired man leaned down so he was at my level. “Es ist okay, Puppe, kannst du für eine Sekunde rauskommen? Wir werden dich nicht verletzen.” (It’s okay doll, can you come out for a second? We aren’t going to hurt you.) He cooed in a soft voice. I crawled out from under the bench and sat up, tears threatening to spill. 
“Can you stand up?” Said the blonde man with the higher voice. “No arm.” I said with a heavy accent, as I rolled up my left sleeve so they could see the heavily damaged skin and the implant that my arm usually sat in. “Hurts” I said, voice wavering”. The man with the dark hair slowly took off his jacket as I backed away, afraid. “no, no darling it’s okay, look” He said, showing his metal arm to me. “gleich?” (same?) I asked tentatively. “Ja.” (yes) He said. Thats when I began to cry. He moved slowly closer to me and cradled me in his arms and rocked soothingly back and forth as the blonde haired man watched from the door, guarding us. Bucky as I now knew brushed my hair out of my face as he whispered calming things to me. 
Without my metal arm in place, the implant began to hurt. I began to furiously scratch at it as I always did when it burned which left ugly red scars just like this man had. He rolled up my sleeve the rest of the way and held my hand. “Ich weiß, dass es Puppe verbrennt, aber du wirst es nur noch schlimmer machen.” (I know it hurts doll, but you’ll only make it worse” He whispered into my ear as he continued to rock me. “Everything hurts” I said with a german accent. “My shoulder, the brand, my ribs.” I sat up, and slowly pulled off my T-shirt leaving me in just a tank top to show him what I meant. He saw the brand on the side of my neck and moved to touch it when I cowered back. “Sorry” he muttered, clearly distracted. I then lifted my shirt slowly to show him my side, where all the bruises where and a cluster of bumps clearly indicating some fractured ribs. 
“Steve” Bucky said quietly, but with urgency. “We have to leave now. Screw everything else. Call Tony.” Steve turned around and simply nodded before looking out the door around corners. “It’s now or never Buck, i’m not sure how much longer we will be in the clear.” Bucky turned to me. “Darling i’m going to pick you up and get you out of here okay?” I nodded slowly as he lifted me off the cold ground. I bit my lip and hissed and tried to breathe through the pain as we ran out of the only place I had ever called home.
authors note: Hey guys!! Thank you for reading the first part of my first story! I hope you like it, and maybe leave a review? Still getting used to Tumblr, so please send any helpful tips you think might help me get used to this stuff. Thank you again for reading! 
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Bucky Barnes imagines★ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/297681402-bucky-barnes-imagines%E2%98%85?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=BUCKYbarnessssss17&wp_originator=egeuHyYxpOMqvBfnoGbWFF0pGth%2BOruxruOOwKRCcL0JQLEo0b%2B0soAWPKxuvShSgq9rLUuZeH5CcjJgEp6mJsaTFLrBS4Ua4nXCznUX%2BbiPSIU0DzRGNuuhRtsI8KuK Best rankings: •5 in Buckybarnesimagines •59 in hydra Contains some smut, fluff and may contain some trigger warning ⚠️⚠️. Don't you even dare think about hating on this story. I just write for fun, so I hope you enjoy it. Fem!reader Some of the imagines in this book were written a while ago, so I apologize if the writing is bad
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Falling in love with bucky barnes
I made a little list of songs I think describe either being in love with or falling in love with bucky barnes would sound like.
This is just my opinion of a couple of songs I regularly listen to!
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Together Again (Bucky Barnes x Reader) 5/8
A/N: New chapter!! Hope you enjoyyyy xx
Word Count: 2752
Warnings: Mentions of sex but NO SMUT, please read responsibly!! Major fluff, angst for reader, sadness upcoming
Summary: Bucky finds himself in the town of WestView where not everything is as it seems. But does that really matter if you find yourself reunited with the one you love?
Masterlist
Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3 ~ Chapter 4
Chapter Summary: A pumpkin picking date and Bucky and Y/N meet Pietro
Chapter 5: THERE’S NO HARM
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Y/N wakes up and her eyes fall to the gorgeous man that she proudly calls her husband. He looks so peaceful as he sleeps and she’s thankful for it. Ever since Dennis the mailman asked how his nightmares were she keeps mulling it over. Did Bucky have nightmares but didn’t tell her? Why not? She brings her hand up to caress his face. It doesn’t look like he’s having a nightmare…
“You’re staring,” he suddenly says while his eyes are still closed.
She jumps, not expecting him to wake up. “You think it’s creepy, I think it’s romantic.”
“Everything you do is romantic,” he replies cheekily.
“That didn’t make sense,” she teases.
“Oh. Oh, really? Okay you know what doesn’t make sense?” He goads.
“What?” Y/N giggles.
“How you could be awake so early after the night we had,” he then rolls on top of her and kisses her neck with loads of tiny pecks, the last one lasting longer, feeling more passionate.
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“We can’t do this now, we have to go to the pumpkin patch and pick out pumpkins!”
“For what?” he groans.
“It’s Halloween, silly.” She gently pushes Bucky off who rolls back into his pillow.
“The things I do for you.”
She gets up from bed to have a shower.
“Can I join you?” he calls after her.
“No! Or else the good pumpkins will be gone!”
He huffs and gets up to make the bed. “Good pumpkins? Are there bad pumpkins? Evil pumpkins?” he mumbles.
Bucky decides to make himself a coffee and Y/N a cup of tea while still in his pyjamas. He takes a sip and stares out the window that looks into Y/N’s garden. She had always said she wished she could take care of a plant, between undercover missions and training new recruits at the SHIELD Academy of Operations back when SHIELD was a thing she never could keep one alive for very long. Bucky wonders what she did in her spare time in the five years he was… away. Was she happy? Did she move on? Did she hates him for leaving her?
“Hey,” Y/N pops out down in a… super spy costume.
“You look…” familiar. “Smokin,” he flirts.
She laughs and does a 360 spin. “Of course I do.” She puts up finger guns. “Pow pow,” she points at him.
“Agh, someone call an ambulance!” Bucky says playing along. “But not for me!” he picks her up spinning her around.
She laughs at him. “Your costume is upstairs on the bed!”
“My costume?”
“Yeah! What, you thought you were going out in cargo pants and a flannel with some graphic tee?” She puts her hands on her hips. “I don’t think so, soldier.”
“What?” he looks up suddenly from his cup of coffee.
“Dang it, I ruined the surprise! Go! Get dressed! And thank you for the tea.”
 She kisses him on the cheek and he slowly makes his way upstairs. He almost drops his mug as he sees a perfect replica of his World War Two uniform. Is this Wanda’s doing?
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He gets dressed anyways to make Y/N happy. That’s all that matters to him.
“Well aren’t you quite the charmer.”
Bucky gives his own 360 turn with a goofy smile on his face to match the one on Y/N’s. “Alright, doll. Let’s get going. Don’t wanna get the evil pumpkins.”
“Bad pumpkins! As in spoiled ones!” she corrects as he guides her toward the door, picking up the keys on the way out.
  They arrive at the pumpkin patch and it’s only a little busy.
“Well heya there,” Phil greets upon seeing Y/N and Bucky.
“Morning’ Phil,” Bucky smiles.
“Hi Dottie,” Y/N says to Phil’s wife who just nods at her with a sickly sweet smile.
“Just getting’ some last-minute gourds for decoratin’! Gotta keep the kiddos busy,” Phil says waving away.
“See you again!” They say their goodbyes and Y/N turns to Bucky.
“I had no idea they had a kid,” she whispers.
Bucky shrugs. “Neither did I. Never saw one in all the time we we’ve been neighbours.” Not that that was very long, Bucky thinks to himself.
Y/N shrugs nonchalantly and reaches for his left hand. “Come on, let’s look around!” They pick up a basket and wander the patch.
Bucky smiles as he watches Y/N, the sun hits her just right and it looks like she’s glowing, her beauty amplified. She carefully considers each pumpkin, what designs would look best on them, which can be made into a pumpkin pie or should just be left alone. She was always good at profiling. That’s what made her one of the best SHIELD assets.
“I like this one but he needs a family. I was thinking these two…” she presents him with a medium sized pumpkin then points to a giant one and then a tiny one.
“A little pumpkin family,” Bucky laughs. He carries the giant one and drops it into the basket.
“Careful! My baby.”
“Yeah it’s the size of a baby, alright,” Bucky huffs then puts the medium pumpkin on top too.
“I’ll hold the tiny baby.”
He chuckles and reaches for her empty hand, squeezing affectionately.
After they’ve paid for their pumpkins they load them into the car and go into the café nearly.
“I’ll have a chai latte with a cheese toastie and snickerdoodles,” Y/N smiles at the waitress.
“And I’ll go for an Americano and almond croissant, please.”
“I’ll have those over soon,” she smiles then walks away rigidly. Strange.
Bucky looks over at the bar and sees the barista just standing… staring at the machine.
“I’m glad it’s not too busy, here,” he says to Y/N, breaking himself out of his thoughts. There’s no harm in this, he says to himself.
“Oh I know! We’re so lucky!” she reaches for his hand and he rubs small circles on her’s with his thumb. “We’re always so lucky. I’m happy you’re here, Bucky.”
He considers for a moment. Is this Y/N or Wanda speaking through Y/N? “So am I.”
They receive their orders and dig in, sharing food and drinks between each other. “You always order something then end up takin’ more of mine!”
“Well I can’t help it, you’ve got great taste,” he flirts, giving her a wink.
“Of course, I do. So do you. Sometimes…” she teases.
“Wh- sometimes?!” he gasps dramatically. “I am offended.”
“You heard me, soldier.”
He stops laughing for a split second, almost doing a double take as he is caught off guard from what she called him. But he recovers quickly. He has to.
“So do you think we’ve got enough candy for the trick or treaters?”
“Definitely, maybe too much. But then I’m not complaining, more for us.”
“You really are my soulmate,” he chuckles. They finish eating and Bucky drives them back home.
They go inside and Y/N sets up the tools for pumpkin carving.
“I wanna do a cat!” Bucky says excitedly.
“I have carving tools, pens and paint!”
Bucky carves on the small pumpkin and Y/N starts on the giant one. She hasn’t revealed what she would be carving on to it, yet. Must be a surprise, Bucky thinks.
“Done,” Bucky states. “I’m calling her… Alpine.”
Y/N walks around the table to see. “Awww so cute! I’m done too!”
She turns the pumpkin to face them both. Bucky gasps quietly as air involuntary enters his lungs. She carved Thanos.
“It’s some monster, I dunno I just thought him up in my head,” she shrugs.
“It’s uh… it’s great honey.” He turns to the last pumpkin to distract himself. “What should we do for this one?
“I was thinking headstones! And a ghost?”
“Yeah, yeah sounds great,” he nods.
They lay out the pumpkins on their porch and Bucky helps to decorate the lawn with statues and fake cobwebs.
“Wanda!” Y/N calls, waving her hand to the redhead who’s carrying the basket Y/N had Bucky take over yesterday.
“Hey! Ooh! I love your costumes and I see you went all out decorating!” Wanda exclaims as she sees her best friend’s lawn as Y/N lugs the giant pumpkin towards the stone wall.
“Doll, now you’re just showing off,” Bucky comments.
“Of course. I don’t need a big strong man like you to do things for me.”
“I… love it,” Wanda says, noting the villain carved on it. “I just wanted to return the basket, those cookies were delicious!” Wanda laughs, mood lifted again. “Do you wanna come over for a drink? There’s someone I want you to meet.”
“Sure thing, Wanda! We’ll come right over!” Wanda hands Y/N the basket and the two put it inside.
They knock on Wanda’s door and wait. A man with silver hair answers almost immediately.
“You must be the neighbours,” he says simply and speeds literally speeds to back to the couch.
“Aunt Y/N! Bucky!” Two excited voices call out and there is an avalanche of hugs coming from very hyper ten year olds.
“Hey!”
“Hey kiddos!” Bucky smiles messing up their hair affectionately.
“Cool costumes! Are you Cat-Woman?” Billy asks.
Y/N frowns, “no I’m an international… super spy!” She holds her fingers like guns and poses. “And Bucky’s a super…”
“Soldier!” The twins finished off.
“Somebody better be bleeding, broken or on fire!” Wanda comes down the stairs in a red leotard, cape and pink tights.
“You look awesome!”
“Whoa, Mom. Are you old Red Riding Hood?” Billy asks.
The grey haired man… grey haired? It’s Pietro, Y/N realises.
“I’m a Sokovian fortune teller,” Wanda says.
“Wow that is so…” Pietro starts.
“Cool!” Tommy exclaims.
“Lame!”
“Lame!”
Wanda rolls her eyes. “Y/N, Bucky this is Pietro my brother. Pietro, my best friend Y/N and her wonderful husband, Bucky.”
“Nice to meet you,” Y/N smiles.
“How ya doing,” Bucky greets.
Vision descends the stairs, sighing wearily in a very interesting getup.
“Sweet costume bro-ham-in-law,” Pietro says teasing him. “Let me guess…traffic light? Half-shucked corn? Oh! A booger!”
“Yes,” Vision replies fed up.
“I like it,” Y/N offers.
“Thank you for humouring and wearing this ridiculous outfit, honey,” Wanda says.
“Well there were no other clothes in my closet so…”
Y/N notes the underlying harshness in his tone and looks at Bucky but while normally reciprocates the look he only stares at the couple. She frowns.
“You are incorrigible, darling.” Vision’s tone switches up. “I know you have a secret thing for Mexican wrestlers!”
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“Mi gusta mucho,” Wanda chuckles.
“Chilli con carne!”
“Come watch us play, Y/N!” Billy pulls her towards the couch and she pulls Bucky with her who laughs.
They sit down and start yelling at the avatars in the video game.
“Mom and dad have been, not fighting, just… like, different,” Billy tells Y/N quietly.
Pietro gets up to try and smooth things over and it seems to work.
“There you go. Problem solved. You have a spooky time tonight, kids.”
They say their goodbyes but there’s still some tension as Vision leaves.
“I’m sure they’re alright, Billy.”
“Yeah, sometimes… sometimes parents aren’t on the same page. But that doesn’t mean that they don’t love each other. It’s gonna be okay,” Bucky assures.
“Do you two fight?” he asks innocently.
“Um,” they both look at each other but Y/N can’t recall a time that they did.”
“One time, it was really bad. I… wasn’t there but there was a decision that Aunt Y/N made and… well, if I was there I would have done everything and anything to stop her. It wasn’t a fight but it was a time where we wouldn’t have agreed. But we’re okay, now,” Bucky says squeezing her hand.
“See when two people really love each other, like your mom and dad do, they find a way to figure it out,” Y/N smiles. 
Billy nods, reassured. “You guys are the best.”
“So… who’s ready for some trick or treating?!” Pietro yells.
That distracts Billy as both twins whoop and run out the door.
“Wanna watch some horror movies after the boys are tuckered out from trick or treating?” Wanda offers the couple.
“Sure thing! We’ll catch up with you later, Wanda. We’ll hand out our candy to the kids and then meet you at the Town Square Scare.” They both get up and they all walk through the door.
“See ya later! And I have to say again, superspy looks good on you,” Wanda winks.
  “I can’t believe you didn’t let me save even just one bag!” Bucky exclaims as the two leave their home once all the sweets were taken.
“I’m sorry, I thought those were reserved for children,” Y/N replies, sarcastically.
“I’m young at heart.”
“You’re an old man.”
They walk hand in hand towards Town Square, only 15 minutes away. The neighbourhood is still bust with kids collecting as much candy as they can.
“So what do you think about Pietro?” Bucky asks.
Y/N shrugs. “I dunno… he looks kinda different to me. Maybe it’s the time that’s gone by. I just know that Wanda and he were super close growing up. Then he… went away.”
Bucky nods, taking it in. The man claiming to be Wanda’s brother seemed off in some way to him and the fact that even Y/N thought so meant something. Maybe… Wanda’s not the one to blame for the shifty things that happen here.
“Ya know, I don’t know how anyone wears these skin-tight leather suits. Imagine a Kevlar, fiberglass blend for actual bullet proofing.”
“Oh, yeah. I’m sure Kevlar is very comfortable,” he says attempting to sound sarcastic in a way that he doesn’t know the experience even though he very much does.
“Hey guys!” Wanda smiles.
“Hey you! How much candy did you guys get!” Bucky asks Tommy and Billy.
“I got more than Billy! And look!” Tommy zooms around the Town Square and stops in front of everyone proudly.
Bucky and Y/N’s eyes widen.
“Wow gee Tommy, you’ve got powers!” Y/N claps.
“So no one else noticed that?” Bucky asks, Y/N playfully slaps his shoulder.
“How exciting!”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to control them now!” Wanda laughs.
Y/N and the twins play around, exploring all the Halloween themed activities and Bucky stays back.
“You’ve done a good job here,” Bucky states to Wanda who sits on a hay bale as Pietro decided to run around with the kids.
“You think?”
“Yeah, the kids are having fun. Y/N… she’s having fun.”
“She always loved Halloween…” Wanda reminisces. “You don’t think it’s wrong anymore?”
“No, I… it’s wrong but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t feel right. It feels right to be with her again. To talk to her, wake up to her in the mornings again. I’m sorry I snapped at you for this. You were right. We’ve both lost everyone. Since Steve decided to… I don’t know I’ve just felt alone. I always thought I’d have him but I don’t… hate him for leaving. He deserves his own happiness.”
“So do you, Bucky. So do we. After everything we’ve been through and everything that’s been taken from us. We deserve this one good thing.”
Bucky nods. “But these people… Wanda, they’ve done nothing. And now they’re just puppets in our fantasies.”
“I’ve thought about that but,” she sighs, clearly exhausted. “I don’t know what else to do.”
“I understand.”
Y/N notices Billy stops laughing and having fun. Instead he just stares up. He stops Tommy speeding.
“What is it, Billy?” Y/N asks, frowning at the sudden change in his manner.
“Mom!” he shouts and run towards Wanda. “Mom!”
Y/N and Tommy run after him.
“What wrong, Billy?”
He pants, stressed. “I hear dad in my head. He’s in trouble.”
Bucky and Y/N share a worried look and Pietro speeds toward the family.
“I don’t understand. What’s happening to me?”
Wanda bends over to be at eye level with Billy as she holds his hands. “Where is he? Where’s your dad?”
“Hey,” Pietro interrupts. “Don’t sweat it, sis. It’s not like your dead husband can die twice.”
Wanda angrily throws Pietro into a stack of hay bales having enough of his jabs.
Dead? Y/N picks up. She looks at Bucky who gulps, not meeting her eyes.
Wanda turns back to Billy. “Billy, I need you to focus.”
Shuddering, he closes his eyes, concentrating. “I can’t tell. I see these… soldiers. They think he’s dying.”
Wanda stretches her hands and her red powers burst from them.
All Y/N remembers is Bucky reaching for her hand and everyone around them slowing to a stop as red energy envelopes them.
I know there are no pumpkin patches in Westview butttt it was a cute date idea 😂 while still incorporating the creepiness we saw in the episode when Vision went to the outskirts of town 👻
Chapter 6
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thevoidslight-blog · 5 years
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I’ve got your back.
Summary: Bucky feels all alone in the world but you assure him, he’s not.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!reader
Warnings: Language, mentions of scars + torture
A/N: Let me know what you guys think!
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You had always felt different, especially when you joined the Avengers. Nick Fury thought you were a talented woman with extraordinary abilities that could come in use for saving the world one day and indeed, it did. You were well-known and one of the most powerful Avengers. You were honored, appreciated and quite loved, something you had never truly experienced before.
When you first joined, you were shy and quiet but for some reason, always kept a smile on your face. The team had welcomed you and made you feel at home, especially when they were informed about your history. You weren’t open about it but you were a mistake. At least, that’s what you call it. You were an experiment gone wrong, but everything seemed to go wrong when it was in the hands of Hydra. They tried to turn you into a super-soldier but it didn’t go as planned. You became different, they were amazed by your abilities until they realized they couldn’t control, not the way they wanted.
They wanted full control, similar to what they had done to James Barnes but for some reason, they couldn’t. You became so strong that you had managed to escape and while Hydra was out there, searching for you, SHIELD kept you hidden and safe. Mostly thanks to Nastasha Romanoff. You had the ability to manipulate fire, you were scared shitless when you were walking around one day and your hands went up in flames but you couldn’t feel it. That insane burning sensation that a person would feel if they were on fire, you didn’t feel it. You were amazed and freaked out at the same time.
It was hard to control, but luckily, someone on the team had issues with control and helped you through it. God, you owe Bruce your life for that. You weren’t always in complete control. Sometimes, when you got too angry, your whole body would ignite and that was never good for anyone.
Every since Hydra was shoved to the ground, you could go out more and you didn’t have to hide so much all the time. You thought everything was good, for a while. The Government thinks that the Avengers are getting a little out of hand and needed to be put on a leash, that was the nicest way of putting it. There were few that agreed and some that didn’t. Out of all people, Steve Rogers didn’t agree but Tony Stark did. You hated choosing sides but you were with Steve, you always were. He had been one of your closest friends and even though you loved every single person on the team, you didn’t want to be controlled. Not again.
After that, you stuck with Steve and Sam. Apparently, they had found Bucky and you had to admit, you were nervous. You always were around him. Maybe, it was the fact that the last time the super soldier saw you, he tried to kill you. Another order from Hydra. Figures. You didn’t blame him, though. You were never controlled but being toyed and experimented on was enough for you. You can’t even imagine how he feels right now. Steve told you all about Bucky and their past. You felt sorry for Steve. Thinking that your best friend was dead all these years, when really, it was so much worse than death. He didn’t say it out loud but you knew he blamed himself for all of it.
It was all over the news, the surveillance photo of ‘Bucky’ walking away after bombing the facility and killing T’Chaka. It was awful but something didn’t feel right. It didn’t make sense. How could he have done that when he was half way across the world? It didn’t make sense but you had to protect him. Steve said you didn’t have to but that’s the thing, you do. You felt this weird ass pull towards Bucky Barnes and you wanted to stay. You wanted to be there. For him.
That’s what led you to now, standing against the wall while Bucky was stuck in a position where he couldn’t move. Steve and Sam had gone outside, to talk or do god knows what. Sam didn’t want to leave you alone, not with Bucky but you assured him that you’d be perfectly fine. You avoided the winter soldier’s gaze the whole time, not because you were afraid but because you were nervous. You felt his gaze on you, as if he was studying you from head to toe. You felt your cheeks burn up and your entire body was on fire, like you needed to itch every inch but you didn’t, you stood completely still.
Finally, Bucky let out a sigh and spoke up, “I know you’re scared of me. You don’t have to be here, not like I’ll run away or anything.” He said, his gaze focused on the concrete floor. You furrowed your eyebrows and pushed yourself off the wall, taking a step towards him which made him look up at you.
You let out a chuckle, “Scared of you? No, trust me. I’m not scared of you.” You reassured him and as he looked into your eyes, he could tell you were telling the truth. You smiled at him but for some reason, he couldn’t return the favor. You parted your lips and took a seat on the ground in front of him, “I know what Hydra did to you and I know how hard—“ You spoke but he cut you off.
“No, please. Stop. You dont know anything about what I went through.” He spoke through his gritted teeth, you could tell he was getting angry and he immediately regretted it as he saw your furrowed eyebrows and frown.
You looked at him in sadness, “I do, Bucky.” You whispered, which confused him. What the hell did you mean by that? Slowly, you lifted up your sleeves and revealed two long scars, indicating that your arms were cut into. His lips parted as he stared at the scars and finally, he looked up at you, “I know what it feels like and it sucks. It hurts like hell, even thinking about it.”
Bucky swallowed thickly, keeping his eyes on you, “How’d you get through it?” He asked hesitantly.
You smiled widely, thinking about everyone on team, “Family.” You told him and he tilted his head, “I used to have nothing and then I became an avenger, I got this family. Steve included and somehow, I managed to find myself. I finally felt like I belonged somewhere, for once.” You told him as you bit your lip. He looked at you with admiration. You were strong, beautiful and so confident even after all the horrible things you have endured. He smiled, a real smile.
He nodded slowly, “Thing is I don’t have a family.” He shrugged, “Half of the world hates me. I can’t erase that.” He told you, looking down at the ground. You stared at him and leaned in closer, resting a hand on his bloody cheek and at first, he flinched but he leaned into it, closing his eyes softly at the touch.
“You can certainly try, Barnes.” You smiled widely and when he opened his eyes, he smiled for a moment as well but his expression went to confused.
“Why are you being so nice to me? I tried to kill you and your friends.” He whispered, feeling ashamed as he remembered what he did.
You sighed, removing your hand from his face, “As far as Hydra saw it, I was their biggest threat. A weapon Hydra created, being used against them? No way, they couldn’t let it happen. You were controlled, Buck. Not your fault and I hope you realize that soon. I know what it feels like to know you don’t belong and to be alone but you’re not alone anymore.” You told him.
“Yeah, but Steve—“
“I’m not talking about Steve. He’ll always be there but I’m here now too and I got your back.” You told him truthfully.
“And I’ve got yours, doll.”
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weirdlyokaywithit · 4 years
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Kiss the Girl pt 2
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: smutty thoughts, Disney princesses, swearing, smart ass remarks
This is the second part of @valkyriesryde’s writing challenge, this is late but better late than never. 
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You woke with a start, a scream tearing out of your throat and tears pouring down your face. Hands fisted in sheets, you were absolutely drenched in sweat and your chest was heaving.
“It’s not real, it’s not real, it’s not real,” you whispered to yourself. 
Your clock glared 3:42AM in neon green letters, you knew you weren’t going to be able to go back to sleep. After a few deep breaths to steady your breathing and heart rate, you swung your legs out and got up from your bed. You decided to go ahead and start your day, the gym would likely be empty since it was the middle of night. 
After pulling on workout clothes, you took the elevator down to the gym and upon entry JARVIS greeted you and asked if you would like your usual workout playlist. After Kevin Gates started blaring through the speakers, you took a shot of pre-workout and started your warm-up. You were already pouring sweat when the doors to the elevator opened and revealed a tired Bucky Barnes, you called for JARVIS to pause the music. When the music stopped, you sat on one of the benches and Bucky shuffled over to sit next to you. 
“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked softly. 
“Just another nightmare,” you replied, wiping sweat from your brow and swigging out of a water bottle. 
“Can I workout with you?” Bucky asked. 
“You know you don’t have to ask me that, I told you when you got here that you could workout with me any time you want,” you replied, giving him a nudge with your elbow. 
“I’ve seen your workouts, you trying to torture yourself?” Bucky joked.
He wasn’t wrong necessarily, your workouts were designed to push your body so that your mind would stop. You stood up and laughed, you walked over to the free weights section and set up for an intense leg day now that Bucky was joining you. You both got to work on lifting and the silence didn’t bother you like you thought it would, the grunts and semi-laboured breathing. 
“I can’t go back to sleep, after they happen,” you said, softly. 
Bucky’s ocean eyes found mine, he sucked in a deep breath and pushed through the rest of his set before the bar hit the floor. 
“I can’t either, they just start all over again,” Bucky replied, he wiped sweat from his forehead with his forearm. 
You nodded, “Do you think we’ll ever not have them?” 
Bucky’s face softened at the sound of your words, you could see that he was just as tired of plaguing nightmares as you were. He strode the few feet over to stand in front of you and placed his hand on your shoulder, you leaned into the contact. 
“I gave up hope a long time ago, I hope that you don’t have them forever,” his words were low and they wrapped around you warmly. 
Tears welled in your eyes and he pulled you into his arms, his large hand softly stroking your hair as he shushed you. You wound your arms tightly around his waist and held on like he was your lifeline as you silently cried into his chest. He crooned your name in your ear, and swayed with you softly back and forth. Your tears slowly stopped and you just let him hold you like that, it was so intimate and it felt… right being that close to him. You forced yourself to pull away from his arms and wipe your face off.
“Wanna spar now?” You asked, avoiding his eyes. 
The two of you sparred for hours, until Steve eventually came down looking for you two, you were both a mess, gasping for air and disheveled. Bucky would spar with you until you couldn’t take anymore, that was why you two always worked well on missions together. Steve made you and Bucky hit the shower and then show up on time for breakfast, insisting that Tony was gonna have your heads if you weren’t on time. 
After breakfast you decided you needed some downtime and so you ended up in the media room binging Criminal Minds. You were a good six episodes in when JARVIS greeted Bucky as he walked in, your head popped up over the back of the couch and saw him leaning against the doorway. You immediately paused the episode and motioned for him to come sit with you. 
“You can come watch with me if you want, it’s a little dark but the character development is honestly worth getting through some of the freaky parts,” you said as Bucky plopped down next to you. Bucky motioned for you to hit play and he snorted as soon as he saw Reid, and glanced over at you with a small smirk on his face. 
“Yeah, now I see what you were talking about, Y/N, you’re really here for the character development,” He snarked.
“Hey, now, you may think Spence is a dork but that man has three PHDs, and he could throw me around any day,” you joked. 
Bucky snorted and shoved you, “Hey now! I don’t have three PHDs and I throw you around almost everyday.” 
You burst into laughter at that and Bucky couldn’t help but join in after you started wheezing and tears came leaking out. It was JARVIS announcing Sam and Steve behind you that had yours and Bucky’s laughter coming to a halt, they were both holding giant bowls and Steve had a hold of one of Tony’s fedoras. 
“Lady and gentlemen, it is now time for our next movie showing. Bucky you need to draw so we can get this show on the road,” Sam said jovially. 
Bucky rolled his eyes and stuck his hand behind him, Steve moved so his hand was in the hat and Bucky dramatically drew the piece of paper out. He opened it and announced that we would now be watching Beauty and the Beast, you grinned because you knew Bucky would like some parts of this film. Even you could admit that Beauty and the Beast was pretty good, it had funny moments and wholesome ones. 
“YES! Now, tin man, you just need to prepare to be wowed by the GREATEST princess movie of all time!” Sam crowed and plopped on the other couch.
“Yeah, yeah, bird brain, pipe down over there and let the movie speak for itself,” you reminded Sam.
Steve chuckled, “JARVIS, please start Beauty and the Beast.”
“Of course, Mr. Rogers,” JARVIS responded and the Disney music started. 
Bucky scooched closer to you and eventually his shoulder was touching your own, the contact sent the usual butterflies into a frenzy and goosebumps started down your back. You watched as the beautiful Belle sang her way through the village and tried to ignore the nagging voice in your head that was telling you to lay your head on Bucky’s broad shoulder. After continuing to watch absentmindedly, a large warm hand landed on your thigh just above your knee. Your eyes snapped to Bucky’s hand currently on your leg, thumb softly rubbing circles just above your knee sending electric pulses straight to your core. You peered over at him through your lashes, his eyes were locked on the screen but his lips were pulled into a soft smirk. 
God, his lips, they were so damn distracting, he was so damn distracting. All you could think about were his lips kissing their way down your neck, breasts, and stomach to the one place you needed them most. You wanted to tangle your fingers through his chestnut locks and ride his tongue like your life depended on it. You felt a rush of wetness between your thighs and you bit your lip as you prayed that he would never stop rubbing his thumb in those delicious circles on your skin. 
You snapped your attention back to reality when Bucky leaned over and whispered in your ear, “Okay, Sam might have you on this one, doll. I mean seriously, the teacup, c’mon?” 
“Oh chill out, you haven’t even started to witness greatness yet,” you whispered back.
Bucky chuckled softly and his warm breath lingered for just a second and you relished having his mouth so close to you, relished the feeling of Bucky Barnes whispering in your ear. You smiled softly at the man next to you and he returned it with a cheeky grin, his hand giving your thigh a tiny squeeze. You trained your eyes on the screen in front of you and forced yourself to watch the rest of the movie wtih wild thoughts about Bucky running through your mind. Before you knew it, Tale as Old as Time started pouring through the speaker and you took a deep breath. 
As soon as the credits started rolling, Bucky’s hand slid up your thigh before it left your leg and he looked over at you with a goofy grin on his face. The sight of his smile made your heart skip a beat or maybe stutter, you couldn’t decide which but your heart was going haywire. The lights flicked on overhead and you stretched your arms over your head before getting up, Sam was serenading the room with his rendition of Be Our Guest. You and Bucky shared a look before both snickering at your friend, Steve was by the door shaking his head. 
“So, tin man, what did you think of my pick? It was wonderful, wasn’t it?” Sam goaded, giving Bucky a small shove. 
“Birdman, there was a talking candlelabra,” Bucky snorted, and you grinnned. 
“Oh, don’t you talk about my man, Lumiere liike that!” Sam exclaimed. 
Steve laughed heartily as you mocked Sam behind his back, he spun around and you quickly dropped all expression from your face but it was too late he definitely saw you. Sam scooped you up around your knees and tackled you into the couch, you cried out in surprise and before you knew it Sam was ripped off of you and Bucky was standing worriedly close. 
“Y/N, are you okay?” He asked, concern written all over his face.
“Yeah, I’m fine, seriously it was more of a shocked sound than anything,” you reassured him and took the hand he offered to help you up. 
“But, I am starving so can we get food?” You asked with a playful smile.
Bucky grinned and motioned for you to lead the way so you did, heading up to the shared level. While everyone was in the elevator, you bickered about what to eat and none of you could agree so you decided to just do your own thing. 
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marvelandstuff · 2 years
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Mine// Dark! Sebastian stan x reader
Masterlist
Pairing: dark sebastian stan x homeless reader Fandom: Sebastian stan
Warnings: Dark Sebastian!  Major Age difference! Sebastian jerking off, mention of rape, blackmail, etc...
Age limit: +18
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Sebastian ran into the alleyway in hopes to get rid of the paparazzi, they had never followed him to this extent, to the point where they were dead on his heels. Sebastian let out a relieving sigh as he saw the men with cameras get in a car and drive off. Deciding to play it safe and wait a couple more minutes in the alleyway, he let out a heavy sigh as he tried to catch breath. He was taken aback when he heard a noise, turning around, to reveal a girl above the dumpster, her hands dived into the dumpster and kept pulling away things as she was looking for something.
"Hello" the sound of his voice stumbled you, turned quickly away to face him and Sebastian saw you were about to miss your step on the chair and quickly ran to grab you so you wouldn't fall. His hands accidentally were placed on your ass, but Sebastian didn't remove it, he loved having them there, your buttcheeks were so firm and nice.
"Thank you" you said and then Sebastian helped you down, whining when he realised he had to remove the hands from your ass.
"I'm Sebastian, what's your name?"
"y/n"
"What does a nice girl like you do at a place like this?"
"Uh, this is sort of the place I get for food"
Sebastian's eyes widened as realisation hit him.
"You're homeless," Sebastian said and you nodded. Sebastian's heart fluttered, you didn't even look that old. You were probably looking for food in the dumpster, you're probably starving... Sebastian pulled out his wallet from his pocket and went through his bills. You had never seen that money in one wallet and it was like 100 dollar bills... be pulled out like 5 bills and handed over to you.
Not wanting to be rude you took them, but the second you saw that it was about 800 dollars he had just handed to you, you gave them back to him.
"I can't take this"
"why not? you're starving, you need them"
"I CAN'T TAKE YOUR MONEY! HOW DO YOU EVEN HAVE THIS?" y/n asked him.
"My yearly salary is one million dollars, i can afford to feed you and besides, you're not taking the money, i'm giving you them." he said with a smile, oh that smile made y/n's heart melt. How can someone be that handsome?
"I'm still not comfortable just taking them." you stated, this dude may be rich and may have a lot of cash laying around, but it still doesn't make it okay for you to just take them.
"okay, take me out to dinner with the money and we'll call it even, okay?" He raised his eyebrows and waited for your answer. It took some time for you to answer, but eventually you said yes.
"I need to go, but i'll see you in this alley again this friday at 7, yeah?"
You nodded and Sebastian took off.
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Sebastian P.O.V
Sebastian couldn't take his mind off you that day. You were extremely hot, young and innocent, hopefully a virgin... During one interview he daydreamed about the way he'd just take your virginity. Thinking about how tight that pussy of yours must be, thinking about how yours pussy must taste like... thinking about what you was hiding underneath that dress.
"Sebastian, are you with us?" The interviewer pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah, sorry" I said shyly "we haven't heard a word from you."
"He's always quiet, it's normal around here" Liz spoke up. The cast had always pictured me as this shy, kind man, but little did they know that I was always quiet because my mind was always so dirty. My mind were practically a porn website and now y/n was the star.
"Where's the bathroom?" I asked the interview after we were done. "GO down the hall and then the third door from the hall" she said "thank you" I said with a smirk that made her giggle.
I followed her instructions and found a bathroom, great, it was one lonely bathroom, not one of those who had many stalls. He made sure the door was closed and sat down in the bathroom, and pulled his pants down.
I grasp my cock in my hands, taking a stroke up the length until I hold the tip in my fist and start to stroke it. I found my phone in my pocket and went to pornhub, and found a clip to entertain myself with. A loud groan escapes my lips as I rubs down, pulling and pushing at myself until I  feel the little tingles spanning across his tummy.
I start to think about how it would feel inside of you, how your walls would encase this cock too tightly and how I must try to recreate that tightness with his hand.
Eventually I look away from the film and look down, making out the redness of my tip and the pulsing of the vein against my fingers. I drag my hand up and swipes at the pearl of cum that buds at the tip.
"Sebastian, we need to go, we have another interview!" It was the sound of Liz, and it forced me to stop. I quickly pulled up my pants and flushed the toilet. In order to make it sound like I had actually been to the bathroom. I walk out and keep thinking of my ways how I would fuck you, even if you don't want to. You were gonna be mine.
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Sea of Monsters
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Written: May 6th, 2021
Posted: June 6th, 2021
Warning: Light bullying from Clarisse (If you've seen the movie or read the book then you know).
Word Count: 819
Author's Note: Marvel x PJO Crossover. Everyone is aged up.
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"I don't know what you're talking about." You scoffed, crossing your arms along your chest. "I...I have to go."
"Y/N..." Sam's voice trailed off. His features flashed with sorrow. "If...If you're in some type of trouble-"
Groaning, you rolled your eyes. "And what if I was?" You challenged raising an eyebrow in question. "You and the only other member of your boy band." You nodded at Bucky. "Are going to help me?"
"Hey!" Bucky chimed in.
Sam let out a frustrated huff. "Y/N, come on, we're only trying-"
"To help?" You finished for him. "Yeah, I got that." You shrugged, shoving your hands into your jean pockets. "I'm not some helpless little girl, you need to protect."
"That's not what, we're saying...At all." Bucky frowned, his eyebrows furrowing together in confusion.
Sighing, you let your shoulders drop in defeat. Dropping your gaze down towards your shoes, you let your mind ponder the pros and cons.
"There are ... There are things you don't understand." You muttered.
Sam chuckled. "Seriously? We fought, Thanos, got wiped away by a snap... There's nothing we haven't seen." He smiled placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.
"I....I highly doubt that." You sighed. "Fine, but we have to talk to the being in charge first."
Walking away from the men, you paused before turning towards them expectantly. "Come on."
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Standing before the big house, you let out a sigh.
"I see you brought some friends." A familiar voice spoke from behind you. "Not to mention, it's against the rules."
Gasping, you whirled around on your heels turning to face him. "Chiron-"
Coming closer towards you, he examined both Sam and Bucky a tad closer. "So, these are some of your Avenger friends."
Opening and closing your mouth several times, you glanced at the Two men. Both sending you a concerned gaze. Nodding your head, you acknowledged his statement.
"Well." He spoke, standing up straighter. "There's not much I can do, since they're already here," Chiron spoke, sending you a subtle wink.
A sly grin made its way upon your lips. "Th..Thank you." You stuttered.
"Come on, there are a few people I want you to meet."
Walking through the camp, you gave them a fast-paced tour. Leading them to the arena, you stood between them, watching Percy compete in the course.
Gazing at the stands, your eyes locked with Annabeth's. Sending her a soft smile, you led them towards where she was sitting.
"How's he doing?" You questioned.
She chuckled. "Better than usual, but you know how his ego can get."
Leaning forward, her eyebrows crushed together, as she gazed at Sam and Bucky. "And they are?"
"Oh!" You exclaimed, bringing your attention back. "This is Sam and Bucky. They're Avengers."
"Huh." She nodded before returning to her normal position. "How'd you pull that one off?"
Giggling, you shrugged before jumping to your feet with Annabeth and Grower, attempting to cheer Percy on.
Once Clarisse had won, the arena cleared out, leaving the seven of you alone.
"So these are your other friends?" Percy questioned panting slightly.
"Uh-Huh." You hummed.
"Nice to meet you." Percy shook both of their hands. "I'm Y/N's-"
"Perry Johnson! There you are." Dionysus exclaimed racing up to the group. "I have a very important quest for you." He spoke handing Percy the broom before he glanced around expectantly.
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"So..." Your voice trailed off. "This...This is your new brother?" You raised an eyebrow in question. "A....Cyclopes."
"I guess Posiden had more than one kid." Grover chimed in.
As Tyson was telling the story of how he was claimed by Poseidon, you glanced around the table before locking eyes with a pair of cerulean ones.
Quickly averting your gaze, you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach while your heat danced upon your cheeks.
Clarisse bounded over to your table, with a toothy grin plastered along her lips.
"Well, look who has a new brother," Clarisse spoke happily. "And I can see he has his daddy's eyes." She grinned evilly. "Well, eye."
The sound of giggles erupted from other tables filled the air. Frowning, you felt a ping of sadness for Tyson.
"You should really get him some sprayable mist." She chuckled.
Frowning, Tyson quickly reached into his bag, putting on his darkened sunglasses.
"Anyway, kinda interesting timing don't ya think? Maybe Poseidon decided he needed another son.." Her grin only seemed to grow. "To you know...Represent."
"Bull." Tyson spoke.
Clarisse's stance immediately changed to defensive. "Excuse me?"
"Smells like bull." Tyson repeated.
Seconds later, the tables jumped. Exchanging confused glances, it happened a few more times.
"We got barrier action!" Clarisse spoke, racing off in the direction of the bull.
Standing in your group, the camp shield jolted with each hit.
"That's so awesome." Clarisse grinned.
It wasn't much longer before the sound of glass shattering filled the air. The mechanical bull heading straight towards the gathered campers.
"Run!"
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His arms (bucky x fem reader oneshot)
Summery: Bucky takes you to the ruins of an old castle and he is absolutely smitten about how cute you are when you're concentrated
Warnings: None :)
author's note: hey all! my blog is starting to pick up a bit (which is so cool! ahh!!) I wrote this after taking a four hour nap at 7pm (idiot move, I know) and it was inspired by the song Achilles come down. I love the castle ruins in Ireland (I don't live there, but we have some in Canada too) and this is basically what I wish would happen to me lol. Enjoy!
"Buckyyyyyyyyyyy come on!!" You whined, pushing his flesh shoulder repeatedly. "Today's the day!! You promised you'd go with me!!" He only sighed loudly, and turned to face the other direction. "We leave in half an hour no matter what, so I suggest you wear clothes. Though I don't mind the alternative." You stated matter of factly, and left the bedroom you shared. He groaned loudly and finally pushed himself out of bed and into the bathroom to shower and get dressed. He walked into the kitchen exhausted and wanting to sleep in on a Saturday but that all changed when he saw you.
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"Buck, it's rude to stare" You whisper, smiling as you continue to pack the wicker basket. "I-" Is all he can manage before you walk up to him and hold his face in your hands, looking concerned. "You are absolutely stunning" He breathes, hands on your waist looking you up and down. He notices the blush dance across your freckled nose and can't help but kiss it away. You look up and he just about loses it. Your long eyelashes, the freckles dancing across your cheeks, your e/c eyes that hold the souls of everyone you meet. He slowly leans in and kisses you with everything he has. It isn't rough, but filled with emotion and love. He kisses you like you didn't already know how he felt. Like it was your wedding day. Like you were the most beautiful girl on the world, and you are.
You look up at him breathless, it now being your turn to fumble over your words. "I-Buck... that was-" "I know" He whispers, taking your face in his hands now. "It just hit me how absolutely lucky I am to be spending the days on earth with a human who knows how to bring joy to everything she touches.
*Flash forward to when you arrive at the castle ruins*
You practically leap out of the car, you're so excited. History is something that has always fascinated you and to see a real building from a time period only ever talked about was absolutely mind blowing. Bucky however, wasn't here for the history. He had done enough traveling through time for his taste. Instead, he was focused on you. The site was empty besides the two of you, and the lush grass was littered with beautiful little flowers that you kept leaning down to pick. Once you had a handful of wildflowers in your hand you motioned over to Bucky. "C'mere Buck, wanna show you something". The two of you sat under a large oak tree, shading the already cloudy day. He leaned his back against the trunk of the tree as he watched you braid together the flowers, occasionally holding it up to his head to see if it would fit.
The smile he had on his face was one of a man who knew the secret to life. The joy he felt in this moment seemed to make everything okay. Nothing else but you mattered in this moment. Not the next mission, not HYDRA, not even Steve. Just you. Finally, he looked over to see you smiling as you finished off the wildflower crown you made. "C'mere" you said silently, still focused as you placed it on your head. "Where'd you learn to do this?" Bucky asked, as you fiddled with it. "Mama" you said quietly as you adjusted some bits of hair on his head.
Once you had finished, you scooted back a bit to look at your work. "Tada!" Bucky exclaimed, earning a giggle from you. You looked at him and all you could do was smile. He held his arms out with grabby hands, and you laughed and crawled towards him. He pulled you close, having you rest your back on his chest. He wrapped his arms around your middle and rested his chin on your shoulder, as you leaned back onto his. With the peaceful wind blowing in the background, and the smell of wildflowers in Bucky's hair, you fell asleep on the most beautiful place on earth. His arms.
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Not Your Concern (Bucky x Reader)
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A/N: Hello, everyone. Long time no see. :) I can't believe it's been three months since my last update, but I am so glad to be back. I have said this maybe once or twice before, but my life got insanely crazy these past few months, and I found myself in a place where I didn't know if I should keep writing, or if I should just give it up.  My mental health has also become something that I had to care for more closely, so I let myself have a small break before returning to you lovely people. Anyway, all of this to say... one, I'm glad to be writing here again and two, I've chosen to use my journey with depression as the inspiration for this imagine.  If any of you face similar struggles, please remember that you are loved and you are cared for. My messages are always open if you need someone to talk to. It would be impossible to imagine a world without you <3
-Megs <3
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Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: Topics surrounding depression may be triggering. The ending kinda sucks
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Nothing mattered anymore.
Each day that my alarm clock went off, alerting me to the start of another day, I simply turned it off and pretended that my obligations didn't matter. My job could wait another day, my professor would probably be willing to accept my homework one day late, and so on. The list never seemed to end, and I comforted myself in the simplicity of the decision not to do anything.
I found one morning myself lost in the warmth of my sheets, staring up at the ceiling of my bedroom, unable to fall into the dark, comforting warmth of sleep.  To be fair, it was already half past noon, and although I longed to go to sleep, my body felt otherwise.
A gentle knock broke the comforting silence of my room, and I glanced in the direction of the door, unwilling to stand to go open the door.  There were a few moments of silence before I heard the second knock.
"Y/N?"  I resisted the urge to pull the covers above my head at the sound of Steve's voice. This was the third time he had to come to check in on me, and frankly, I wasn't interested in engaging in conversation. "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." My answer was short and clipped, hopefully a warning sign to him that I wasn't interested in talking.
But unfortunately, for some reason that translated as a sign to enter my room, pushing the door open and turning on the lights.  At this point, I yanked the sheets above my head, my slight annoyance bubbling much closer to pure anger.  "Steve! Turn the goddamn light off!"
His footsteps grew closer to my bed, and I felt the bed dip next to where I was laying. A hand gently pulled the sheet down, and I was forced to look at my best friend's face. His eyes were sad,  his eyebrows furrowed in concern.
"Why are you still in bed this late?"
"I don't know why this is of any concern of yours." I snapped, letting my gaze fall to the floor, not eager to continue such a conversation with him.
"You're one of my closest friends... and my other best friend's girlfriend, who made me promise to take care of you while he was gone.  This feels like a concern of mine, indeed." Steve pointed out, and I couldn't help the tears building up in my eyes at the mention of my partner.
Bucky had left for a mission God knows where. He had reassured me that he'd only be gone for a month at the longest, and promised to return to me as soon as he could.  But that had been over two months ago.
Bucky was the only one who knew about my depression. In fact, he was the one that pushed me to try anti-depressants and constantly motivated me to keep moving.  His presence in my life was one of the few things that I had grown to love, and the moment it was stripped from me, it felt that the world had come crashing down on me hard.
"I'm fine, Steve."
"You don't seem fine to me." a large hand rested on top of mine, and I finally managed to build the courage to look at him again. "This isn't normal behavior, Y/N. You've been hiding in this room practically the entire time that Bucky has been gone, and have spoken ten sentences, at most. I'm really worried about you."
"There are other things to worry about than someone like me. I'm not your concern."  I scoffed, meaning to sound playful, but the lump that had slowly began to grow caught in my throat, the tears threatening to burst at any moment.
"Don't say that." Steve shook his head. "Don't sell yourself short like that. You mean the world to us... to me."
I couldn't find any more words, so I simply shrugged my shoulders.  For some reason, it felt harder to accept his words as true than to let go of this sadness that had resided in me for years, seeming to peak after I had lost the love of my life.
"I mean it."
"I'm sure you do, Steve." I gave him a sad smile, before picking up the picture frame on my nightstand, gazing down at the picture of Bucky inside it. "But I can't imagine any of you befriending me if it weren't for him."
Steve's gaze flicked to the picture before letting out a gentle sigh. "I promise you, Y/N, that isn't true."
"Maybe..."  I shrugged once more. "But a lot of promises have been made to me that haven't been kept... the most significant one being from Bucky."
"He's going to come back."
"How do you know that?" I let out a half hearted laugh, the tears that I had so desperately tried to hold back finally being released, falling down my cheeks. "No one knows where he fucking is. "
"Sometimes you just have to have faith, Y/N." Steve's voice started to waiver, and I closed my eyes, dispising even the idea of making him cry. But my faith was beginning to wear out, and I did not know how much longer I would be able to hold myself together.  
We both sat in silence for a few moments before I felt a pair of lips brush against my forehead. I opened my eyes to gaze wearily at Steve, his eyes red and soft.
"Please don't give up." Steve almost begged, his voice beginning to crack. "We need you."
My chest began to ache, as more tears began to fall down my face and my wall inside beginning to break. "I won't. I promise."
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For the next few weeks,  I was able to fall asleep much easier than I had for the past number of months.  The words spoken to Steve had lightened some of the pressure on my heart. Although it was still broken from Bucky's disappearance, it was slowly beginning to fix itself once more.
I woke one morning to the sound of a knock on my door.  I let out a small sigh, assuming it was Steve, but managed to pull myself from the warm cocoon of blankets and made my way to the door.  I pulled open the door and was unprepared for what stood in front of me.
A rather worn-out-looking Bucky Barnes stood in front of me, his eyes weary but his lips pulled in a smile. "Hi."
Tears immediately began to fall, and I rushed forward to embrace him.  He let out a small grunt as he caught me in his arms, but he let out a small chuckle before kissing the top of my head. "It's good to see you too, doll."
I pulled away a few inches to look up at him, trying to hide my tears from his view. His hand cupped my face, and his thumb gently brushed away the few that managed to escape. "I always keep my promises, Y/N."
"Did you talk to Steve?"  I asked, feeling a small surge of guilt at the reminder of what I had said to Steve weeks previously.
"Yeah. He told me that you weren't doing well." Bucky's eyes immediately grew sad. "And that you thought I wasn't going to come back to you."
It was silent for a moment, as I tried my hardest not to cry even more in front of my boyfriend. "I'm sorry, it's just-"
"You have nothing to be sorry for, sweet girl. " Bucky shushed me gently, before leaning down to brush his lips against my forehead. "I'm just glad to be home with you now."
"Me too." I smiled, the first genuine sign of happiness that I had experienced for quite a while.  My gaze flickered to his lips momentarily, before I leaned in and kissed him gently, for the first time in what felt like ages.
My super soldier had finally returned to me, and for that, I would be forever grateful.
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