#j.b.b.

[ghostlyfleur]

♡ life with sargent james barnes

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[vviolynn]

A Difference

a/n - I had a random boost of inspiration and I’ve been wanting to post something for the longest time… so I’m just gonna say that I wrote this small bit within a span of like 2 days but less than an hour each time I came back to it. I hope this gives you guys an idea of what my writing is like, and ty in advance for reading <3 {ps - the fic I'm working on outside of this isn't as detailed as this... i just poured my creativity on this one, especially because it's way shorter.}

word count - 1.1k

• the winter soldier x hydra soldier!fem!reader •

warnings - mentions of killing and assassins, no use of y/n, the winter soldier being the winter soldier, angst?, use of russian words(translation given), no real romance... yet, ends with a cliffhanger of sorts

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A soldier, or two? One super, one ordinary. One chose, one forced. One assassin. Two assassins. One woman, one machine. Two lives, paths crossed in a horrifying way. A killer, a killing machine. A life spent, a life taken. One free, one brainwashed. One skilled, one programmed. Two eyes met, two souls connected. One soldier, two soldiers.

She’s a soldier, ordinary, human. She chose her place. She chose Hydra. She grew up with one of their leaders. She chose this life. She chose when she was a young woman. She’s spent your life working for Hydra, willingly. She had the option to leave, yet she remained loyal. Hydra was a home to her. Hydra is a home to a strong willed woman. She spent her childhood and opening of womanhood training for the day she’d live her dream: to fight for her country. She’s skilled. 

And yet… another life is placed into hers. The moment that second life awoke, eyes met, locked. For the first time, she wanted more than to serve Hydra. The eyes she met were the eyes of a programmed soul. He wasn’t free. He was brainwashed. His life wasn’t spent, it was taken. Years of his life, asleep, years of his life, stolen. A killing machine. That’s what he was. He was one made to kill, programmed for murder. It was a thought that could bring shivers down one’s spine. A machine, they say. He belonged to Hydra, and Hydra made him. It felt cruel. He was only the assassin they made him to be, how could there be a human behind that cold gaze? Forced… he was forced, and it was wrong. She could see it, even after your years spent with Hydra, she’s never witnessed such a thing. A super soldier? She would’ve killed to be like him. 

That’s the thing, she would’ve killed to be like him. The problem was, she’s not him. Two soldiers, but there’s still a difference. A manner of choice. He was not given that choice. She could only wonder why. 

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Behind the facade, there was always a softness. 

“Good morning soldat,” she greets him with a stern voice, but beneath her tone is a form of gentleness. The Winter Soldier looks down at the woman with this icy blues, and similar to her tone, he too had a gentleness buried underneath his gaze. 

The soldier gives her a short nod as to address her, not speaking. She doesn’t appreciate his lack of words. 

“Apologies, I said… good morning soldat,” the respected woman speaks again, she emphasizes her tone to a slight harsher one. The soldier’s gaze remains the same, unfazed.

“Good morning уважаемый,” the soldier nods again, and refers to her as ‘respected one’. 

She gives him a nod back, seemingly satisfied with his reply. She almost smiles. She never smiles, at least not with other soldiers. Being in Hydra for a little over ten years gives her authority. Having grown up with one of the colonels put her as second in command. She has experience. 

She knows she should treat the soldier like he isn’t human, but he is. In her eyes, he’s a tortured soul. She can see it, she has the ability to see past the glare. Why? because she knows how to spot a difference. 

“Mission report,” she requests as she keeps her hands behind her back. Her head is tilted up in the slightest to keep eye contact. Their eyes lock, two soldiers. 

“Negative,” he replies, and it’s his turn to give her a firmer voice. Her eyebrows furrow with the way that he speaks to her, as well as his response. 

“On who’s orders?” the woman nearly growls. She always knew and was informed of the Winter Soldier’s missions. She usually asked only to report back to the colonel, it’s supposedly just a simple and daily task. It was also one of the only interactions she’d have with the fellow assassin. 

“Твой начальник,” the firm voice remains, it feels like his programming showing it’s hold on him. Her eyes narrow in a small glare at how he says ‘your superior(boss)’. Why would her friend be keeping the soldier’s mission a secret from her? 

Her voice is gone, stripped from her. She would never admit how vulnerable she feels right now. It created a storm within; a rage. The temptation to walk away and destroy everything in her path was strong. She stands her ground, glaring at the soldier in silence. 

The soldier finds her silent response amusing in a way. He continues to look right back at her, his eyes gleaming at the entertainment. 

The second in command knew she couldn’t be mad at the Winter Soldier, it was her ‘superior’, and her supposed childhood friend who was defying her. Acknowledging this allows her to calm down slowly, along with the beauty of the soldier’s eyes, the steel eyes that stuns any enemy he comes across. The soldier is an anchor to her, even though neither of them have acknowledged that yet. 

Her demeanor shifts, right before his eyes. She calms, and her breathing steadies. She’s been trained to keep her emotions in check, especially if she’s a superior to most soldiers in Hydra. Although she’d never admit it, his presence just makes it a whole lot easier. 

“I see,” her words finally form, and her voice comes out as quiet but strong. She wants to leave to go confront her ‘friend’ but there’s something that keeps her feet stuck to the ground. It’s almost like a magnetic pull. Her eyes haven’t left the soldiers for the whole duration of the conversation. Her body hasn’t moved an inch. Her hands haven’t left their hold on themselves behind her back. Besides her facial expressions, she hasn’t physically shifted in any way. 

There are several moments of silence, all that can be heard is their soft breaths, and blinking eyes. The atmosphere remains thick, heavy, and suffocating. Both observe how their breaths match each other’s, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. A safe distance is kept between the two soldiers, but it still feels like there isn’t enough. Either that, or there’s too much. Neither of them can tell which it is. 

They’re two magnets, and destiny is playing with them and their sides. It’s trying to decide whether to pull them apart, or pull them together. Stir hatred and disgust, and create distance? Or make it so once they touch, they can’t remove themselves from each other? An undying question. 

Neither their hearts nor minds could comprehend a choice. To hate or to love? It’s hard for the two soldiers, especially when there’s such a difference.

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[lives-in-midgard]

My Soulmate

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: After years of not knowing your soulmate you finally find him.

Word Count: 1.232

A/N: Hey everyone! This has been in my drafts for a while now and this is my first time writing for a soulmate AU, so I hope you like it!

Masterlist

In the world you live, people believe in soulmates, not only do they believe in soulmates. They are real! Because when you are in the same room as your soulmate you get a tattoo with his or her initials on your wrist. Some people get them when they are 5 years, some when they are 13 years, some with 18 and then there is you who still hasn’t gotten yours. Every day you see people with their soulmate being happy and your friends ask you so often if you have one but you always have to shake your head and say no. After so many years of hoping that you’ll find yours, you started to think that maybe you don’t have one. Or maybe your soulmate lives in another country or died. Or maybe your soulmate wouldn’t like you? Everything is possible you thought. So many different scenarios were going through your head at some days. But what you didn’t know was that you’ll meet your soulmate very soon.

It started as a normal day. Before work you drove to your favorite coffee shop to pick up a coffee to go and drive to work. You walked in and ordered your coffee.

“Like always?” The friendly worker asked, and you nodded. While you waited for your coffee, you looked around and saw a few familiar faces but also two guys with caps and glasses on you haven’t seen before. You didn’t know why but they looked like they didn’t want to get recognized. You took a closer look at the blonde one and he kinda looked familiar, but you didn’t know why. Then you could see how the guy with the blonde hair showed the other one with brown hair something on his phone. Then you heard him laughing and wow he had a beautiful smile you thought.

“Your coffee is ready y/n.” You turned around and looked away from these two handsome men.

“Thank you.” You said with a smile and turned around. When you walked out you walked past the men, and the brown haired one smiled at you. You smiled back and said “Hi” to him. Then you walked out to your car. In your car you took a sip from your coffee and then started to drive away. While driving you somehow looked at your wrist and saw three initials on it.

“Oh my god.” You said to yourself and looked back at the street again. Then you looked for a parking lot and saw one near you. After you parked the car, you took a closer look of your tattoo.

J.B.B.

Who could that be? How long do you have it? It must have happened when you were in the coffee shop, right? But there were only people who were there often and who you knew. Wait! You took a deep breath. There were two guys that you saw for the first time. It had to be one of those guys! But who? And what is his name?

You couldn’t believe that you just really found your soulmate! But how can you see him again? Will you even ever see him again?

Your mind started to go crazy with so many questions going through your head. When you suddenly realized why you where there. You were about to drive to work. You looked at your clock and saw that you only have a few minutes left. You looked at the tattoo for the last time. And when you ran your finger over the initials a smile escaped you.

“J.B.B.” You whispered to yourself and smiled.

Your best friend from work immediately knew that something happened when she saw your smile. You showed her your wrist and told her that you think that it must be one of those guys you saw. She said that she will try to help you find him, but you only knew how he looked like and his initials. It’s nearly impossible to find him. But your friend assured you that you will find him.

The same time you found your tattoo was also the same time Bucky discovered his. He couldn’t believe what he saw. He thought he didn’t have one, especially after Hydra. Or that you lived back in the 40s and he couldn’t meet you because of what had happened. Bucky showed it to Steve, and he got so excited for his best friend because he knew how Bucky was feeling about it. For Bucky it was even harder to guess who you could be because he never went to that coffee shop before, and it could be anyone there. But somehow Bucky always had to think of you. He only saw you for a few seconds, but he remembered you with your beautiful smile and the shy little “hi” you said to him. Bucky went back to that coffee shop almost every day in the hope to find you there. You two always missed each other sometimes only for a few minutes. But Bucky didn’t give up.

Days and even weeks passed, and you didn’t see your soulmate again. But you didn’t lose hope that you will find him again. You walked into the coffee shop like almost every day and ordered your coffee. Then you went back to your car, you wanted to drive home after that hard day at work. You were about to open the car door when suddenly someone behind you shouted.

“Hey, I think you dropped something.” You heard and turned around. You couldn’t believe who you saw, it was the brown haired one, you saw weeks ago. The one who could be your soulmate. He was holding your bracelet in his hand.

“Oh, yes that’s mine. Thank you so much.” You said while he walked over to you.

“No problem.” He said and smiled at you.

“Oh, hey it’s you.” Bucky said with excitement when he got near you.

“You remember me?”

“Of course, I do. How could I forget that beautiful smile.” Bucky said and made you blush.

“Oh, your bracelet.” Bucky held out your bracelet.

“Would you put it on me, please.”

“Sure.” When Bucky put it on your wrist you noticed that his left arm was of a black metal. You didn’t have much time to think about that because then he started to introduce himself.

“I��m Bucky Barnes.” Wait? Bucky Barnes? You must have heard of him before.

“Do…you maybe have a second name too?” You nervously asked and he looked kinda confused why you wanted to know that.

“I have, but why-” Bucky got nervous, so you decided to tell him why.

“Because my name is Y/n l/n.” You said and then showed Bucky the tattoo on your wrist. He looked at the tattoo and then back to you. Then Bucky turned his right arm to you, and you saw your name on it.

“You are …. We are.” Bucky started to say.

“Soulmates.” You both said at the same time and chuckled. Then Bucky moved closer to you and tucked a hair behind your ear.

“I know this might be too soon, but you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment.” Bucky said and looked into your eyes to see if you want that kiss too. You smiled at him and made the last step that was between the two of you.

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[leascorner]

j.b.b. | Bullet

Summary: Before he could comprehend what was really happening, he noticed the red liquid dripping through her fingers. Shock transformed into horror as they both realized that blood was literally flowing out of her body. Nobody needed to be a doctor to know the bullet had most likely struck through a major artery and that she would be dead in a matter of minutes.

Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x Avengers!f!reader

Warnings: Major angst, description of wounds and mention of blood, mention of violence, mention of guns, probably inexact medical facts, deaths, mention of trauma/PTSD.

Word Count: 3k

Masterlist

Bucky jumped to his left, purposely moving away from the path of the bullet that was fired from afar. He heard it pass through the air, finally not too far from him and eventually entering in contact with flesh, piercing through the guts of the person behind him.

A quick look behind him made his blood run cold. Y/N was standing there, a look of pure shock on her face, a look that Bucky was now mirroring at the perfection. Her weapon was on the ground a few steps in front of her; it looked like her body had taken a few steps back under the impact. His eyes went from his position to the newly formed tiny hole in her belly that both of her hands reached out to cover immediately.

Before he could comprehend what was really happening, he noticed the red liquid dripping through her fingers. Shock transformed into horror as they both realized that blood was literally flowing out of her body. Nobody needed to be a doctor to know the bullet had most likely struck through a major artery and that she would be dead in a matter of minutes.

Lashing out the full ammunition of her gun on to the soldiers in front of them, Natasha wrapped her free arm around Y/N’s waist, supporting her before she collapsed on the floor. Steve was screaming in his earpiece, but Bucky couldn’t hear him over the sound of his own blood rushing in his ears.

Covering for Natasha, Bucky also shot whatever was left of his ammunition in front of him while they moved to a cover place; he didn’t even look to make sure his shots were going in the right direction - and they probably were not. His eyes were on Y/N at all times.

As soon as he felt like no other bullet could hit them, Bucky dropped his gun and helped Natasha lean Y/N against the wall. His first reflex was to take his jacket off and press it hard against her wound. She hissed in pain, yet he couldn’t bring himself to look at her. Against his palms, the materials of his jacket had become sticky, absorbing all of the blood that was coming out of her body.

“Bucky”, her voice called him out.

Bucky’s eyes were still staring at her belly that was shaking with every pump of her heart. He couldn’t look at her face, not when he needed to focus on keeping her alive, just a little bit longer while Steve found a way to bring them a med jacket that would stop the bleeding in an instant or that Natasha finally found one in this fucking bag they were carrying for this mission.

“Love,” she reached to his cheek to have him turn and look at her. She grimaced at the blood that was now covering his cheekbone and beard.

“It’s okay,” she whispered.

Bucky shook his head no; tears falling down his cheeks without being able to control them. She looked so livid that for a moment he thought she was already dead. He would have liked to seem cool headed and yet, his own hands had becoming shaky, betraying his own fear. As she seemed to notice, she put one of her own very shaky hands above his, squeezing them ever so slightly from the lack of force.

He was losing her.

“You’ll be fine,” she reassured him with a weak smile.

No, he wouldn’t be fine. He couldn’t be fine. He couldn’t live without her. She had brought so much joy and love to his life when he thought he was going to finish his days lonely, in a world he didn’t know anymore. She had only smiled at him, and he had fallen head over heel for her. In only a couple of years, she had brought him back to life. She made him: catch up on all the new music; watch all the episodes of that stupid medical TV show in which everybody ended up dying; discover all of the food possible - Sushi, Thai, Italian, Chinese, you name it; appreciate the Avenger’s gathering, their found family like she said. And she even made Tony’s horrible gala more bearable.

Yes, she had literally changed his life. Bucky was now realizing he had never really told her. How he owed her his life. And at this instant, while her breathing became even more difficult, he wanted to scream for someone - anyone - to help her. If only had he believed in God, he would have prayed for his mercy. He would even have given his life only for her to live.

“I love you,” she said, and Bucky had no time to answer her back.

She was dead.

Bucky sat up abruptly in his bed, eyes wet and hair stuck to his forehead by his sweat. It took him a minute to remember to breathe, but all he could do was gasp for air in between sobs. His chest was aching. Aching from the burn the lack of air did to his lungs. Aching from the heartbreak. Aching from the feeling of loss.

“Bucky?”

The mattress besides him shifted and one of the bedside lamps was switched on. Bucky’s eye fluttered open for a couple of seconds, trying to adjust to the sudden bright light. All his senses were in alert. He could hear the voice of the city in the background. He could feel the linen fabric against his skin. He could feel the warmth irradiating of him - it was much warmer than the outside of the warehouse, where he was only a couple of minutes ago. He could smell the magnolia fragrance Y/N always sprayed on their pillows before they went to bed.

It felt like home.

It was only then that he realized where he was. In the Avengers’ compound. In his room. In his bed.

“Oh, Bucky,” Y/N sighed.

Y/N, who was previously sleeping next to him, reached out, slowly, just like she had learned to do, as to not to startle him. By now, she had made acquaintance with his nightmares, though they came less and less as times had passed. Yet, the sight of him, tangled in the bed sheets, hair all other the place, crying, made her heart ache.

“I-” Bucky tried to explain, but words got stuck in his throat and another sob hit him abruptly. He knew that Y/N in front of him was very much alive, yet he also felt like a piece of her somewhere else wasn’t. And it broke his heart.

“Hey, hey,” she shushed him. “It’s okay.”

She took him in her arms, stroking his hair and rocking their bodies slowly in an attempt to calm him down. All while Bucky was holding on to her as if his life depending on it, crying on her shoulder, even wetting her pyjama top with his tears.

Although she had been woken up by way worse; like the nightmares where she had all the trouble in the world to bring him back to reality, or the ones she had to physically neutralize him to calm him down, she had to fight back her tears from seeing him in this state. Just like every other time, she would give everything she had just to be able to lighten his burden.

She held him until his breathing evened and even after, when he started slowly to fall asleep. She continued holding him even closer as she promised herself to continue to hold him until the end of times, if it means bringing him some well-deserved peace.

Months later, Bucky found himself with déjà-vu.

Walking first, closely followed by Y/N, he was escorting her to a warehouse in a port somewhere in eastern Europe. Natasha was a few feet behind, covering their backs. All until then had gone according to Steve’s plan. That, of course, was before a first bullet landed in the concrete wall behind him, only a few centimetres away from his face. Before he knew it, the three of them were under the fire of the militia guarding the warehouse.

Now, with a dozen of men in from of him and only his body to protect Y/N, Bucky realized why this situation felt so similar. It was exactly like one of his nightmares had started. The only one he had ever had about his girlfriend. The same one in which, in only a couple of seconds, a bullet would strike through her stomach, and he would watch her bleed to death. The same one that made him so afraid of falling asleep in fear of reliving it again that he went to Banner, so he could give him something - anything - to make him sleep and stop having nightmares.

There was irony in this, he thought; all those nightmares about his time in Hydra and he refused any medication, like he thought he had to endure all these memories. Yet, he dreamed of losing her one time, and he was begging to never live this again. He would never close his eyes again without taking his medications. And he promised himself he would do anything, everything, to protect her.

Guns were firing all around them and all they could do for now was lashing out their ammunition on them in return, praying that it would hit a few of them and leaving the three of them unarmed. Steve, waiting in the aircraft that had brought them here, was trying to get them air support all while telling them to try and find a way out in their earpieces. With the insurgents now on their tail and head, stuck in an alley between two warehouses, it was nearly an impossible mission. Oh, that he wished he had Sam’s wings now, or that his friend was here to grab her and get her the fuck out of here.

Out of nowhere, a hand grabbed his jacket to bring him backwards and Y/N’s arm appeared in front of his eyes to take down a man a couple of meters away that Bucky hadn’t seen before. She winked at him playfully as she turned from him to aim at another man on her left, totally unaware that she had just saved his life when he should have been the one saving her.

Only a minute later, he heard yet another bullet split through the air, the one that he knew was coming right in her direction. That time, he knew exactly how it would end. However, he had decided a long time ago that today was not the day his worst nightmare would come true.

Bucky did not hesitate a mere second. He moved to his left, purposely on the bullet’s path. The bullet struck him right in his gut and yet he didn’t feel a thing, only hearing the cry of horror that Y/N made when she saw his body take a few steps back under the impact.

A quick look behind him made his blood run cold. Y/N was standing there, eyes stuck on his belly, a look of pure shock on her face, a look that Bucky was mirroring at the perfection. He watched her weapon fall to the ground at the same time as both of her hands reached to catch him before he collapsed onto the floor.

One of his hands reached out to the new formed hole in his belly. He had no need to look at it; he knew the bullet had struck through a major artery and that probably more than two ounces of blood was leaving his body with every heartbeat. He would be dead in a matter of minutes.

His other hand grabbed her vest, holding on to it as if his life depended on it. Lashing the full ammunition of her gun on to the soldiers in front of them, Natasha wrapped her free arm around his waist, helping Y/N to support his weight. Steve was screaming in his earpiece, but Bucky couldn’t hear him over the sound of his own blood leaving his body. All he could do was stare at Y/N, trying to force into his memory this last sight of her as his breathing became unsteady.

“Stay with me,” Y/N commanded.

Bullets continued to be fired in their direction and Natasha was the only one with a gun now. Yet, they were able to retrace their steps and bring him to safety without being hurt by some kinds of miracle.

As soon as they sat Bucky against some wall, one of Y/N’s hands went on top of his, pressing hard on them. It made him winced, and it was the first time in the last couple of minutes that he felt any kind of pain. Her palm was quickly covered in his blood, yet she did not seem to react to it as her voice was still steady as she instructed him over and over again to “hold on”.

Bucky wanted to talk to her - tell her that she was going to be okay, she was the strongest person he knew after all - but her face was looking the other way. All he could see from his limited eyesight now was that the bag she was previously carrying was now at his feet and her other hand was deep in it, probably looking for the medical kit.

Feeling his last strength leaving him, Bucky focused to produce what he knew would be his last effort. He put one of his hands on top of the one Y/N was pressing against his belly and squeezed it ever so slightly. As he was fighting to keep his eyelids open, Y/N’s face finally turned to his. He saw her lips moving yet he didn’t understand what she was saying. He suddenly remembered her face, in his nightmare, as she was dying in front of him; he remembered the helplessness he had felt. He wished for Y/N not to feel the guilt, not to be angry at the world for taking him away from her – he had had a long life, a very happy one all the time he had been with her.

As his eyes started to close, Natasha quickly replaced Y/N’s hand with both of hers, trying to contain the bleeding for a little longer as Y/N was opening the med jacket she had finally found in the bag.

The last thing he heard was Y/N saying:

“Bucky, it’s going to hurt.”

His whole body felt like it was on fire, yet Bucky didn’t regret a thing. Sure, now that he was thinking of it from his hospital bed, it seemed like he could have only pushed Y/N out of the way, sparing them both the struggle of this situation. He hadn’t fully realized until after the bullet was deeply lodged inside of him, that the serum running through his veins wouldn’t prevent him from bleeding to death.

Steve, who had been there when Bucky woke up from the anaesthesia, had told him that Y/N hadn’t left his side one minute during the Aircraft ride, the surgery he had underwent to get the bullet out and stitch him up (of course, she wasn’t in the surgery room, but waited just outside) and waited in his hospital room for him to wake up.

With her arms wrapped around her legs so she was in some sort of foetal position, Y/N had finally felt asleep, exhausted. The small frown on her face and the shudder of her figure from time to time indicated that she wasn’t having the best sleep of her life, probably dreaming about the events of those last thirty-two hours.

From the dark circles under her eyes and the lack of colour on her cheeks, he could only imagine the fear he had inflicted on Y/N. Though his intent was to protect her in the first place, he had only caused her more ache.

For this, he would never forgive himself.

“Bucky?”

Softly, he smiled at Y/N’s sleepy eyes, trying to reassure her silently. From the way the corner of her mouth twitched as she stood up and the clouds he could see in her eyes, he understood that he did not look better than she did. After all, he had loose a significant amount of blood and his whole torso was wrapped tightly in a bandage against the hot skin of his wound. If he looked as bad as it hurt, he could only comprehend her reaction.

“I thought I had lost you,” she murmured as she had made it to his bed.

Standing next to the bed, Y/N had never looked so small and fragile to him. While he could still see her determined face while she was attending his wound before losing consciousness, her mask was now falling apart. Slowly, he grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles.

“I thought I would lose you,” Bucky explained as if it was a reason enough to have let himself get shot instead of her.

Y/N shook her head in response, tears falling down her cheeks. She leaned on to his side to hug him gently, trying the best she could not to touch his stomach and cause him pain. Bucky held her as if his life depended on it; all while she cried in silence, her face hidden in the crook of his neck.

In all those years together, it had always been the other way around: Y/N comforting Bucky after his nightmares; Y/N dealing with Bucky single-handedly when he didn't feel worthy of love and happiness after all the pain he had caused as a Super Solider. She had been so strong for the both of them and now, she was letting it all go.

How was he wrong to assume she could put up with all his pain and sorrow. He knew now more than ever what a wonderful woman she was, and he would make a point to reminder her every day for the rest of their life.

“Don’t you dare pulling anything like this on me ever again,” she sniffled against his neck.

Bucky kissed her temple in response, never quite telling her that he would still take a bullet for her any time.

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[buckymilf]

USO Singer Steve and Cap Bucky commission for @cable-knit-sweater and her fic J.B.B S.O.S (Stuck On Stupid) ❤️

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[vibraniumarm06-bucket]

Open Your Heart

Summary: Moments where Bucky tries to flirt with you

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: "***" means time skip. My requests are open :))

J.B.B. Masterlist || Main Masterlist

James Buchanan Barnes was a man of few words. He never expressed what he was feeling and kept it bottled up. After what happened in Germany, Tony and Steve managed to reconcile, talk things out, and get Bucky the help he needed in Wakanda. Tony worked on getting pardons for everyone that required them. After working on fixing the new dynamic that left a hole in the team, Fury recruited you into the team to help solidify the team and get them back to a place of trust. 

After Bucky had the trigger words removed and was okay to come live in the compound, he avoided you. At first, it was because you were an absolute ray of sunshine and never backed down from anything and he didn’t want to corrupt you with his darkness. Instead, he just stared at you from a distance and took you all in. But, that never stopped you from trying to be his friend. He grew closer to you and like the rest of the team confided in you about anything and everything. 

His therapist had said that this was good, that he was opening up to someone other than Steve. He had then mentioned that maybe Bucky had feelings for you and that in order to start showing emotion to flirt with you. Bucky had scoffed at the idea of being given homework, but it did not stop the blush that formed on his cheeks when he saw you. 

You were bounding down the hallway towards him. You ran straight into him laughing loudly and hid behind him as a shield. “Protect me Bucky!!!” You squealed softly as you gripped the back of his shirt. He felt a shiver run down his spine and felt the back of his neck heat up slightly. 

Sam followed her covered in slime and feathers and it took everything in him not to laugh at Sam’s angry face. “Where is she?” he spits out and Bucky shrugs his shoulders “ Don’t know bird brain” he manages to get out with the beginnings of a smile starting to form on his face.

“You know Y/N, you can’t have Bucky protect you forever” Sam spits out before turning on his heel and heading towards his room. You just laugh as Bucky turns around to face you.

“My knight in shining armour!” You say as you hug him “ Thank youuuu!!!” you sing out as you grip him tighter. Bucky slowly wraps his arms around you and holds you close. “I’m always here for you, Doll,” he says as you both pull away. Deciding to act on what his therapist told him he tries to wink after speaking but closes both eyes at the same time leaving you confused a little. 

“Why are you blinking with both your eyes like that Buck?” He blushes and whispers “It was supposed to be a wink” But at that time Steve rounded the corner yelling out your name angrily also covered in slime and feathers. “Two for two!” You yell out laughing as you see Steve not having heard Bucky before running away before Steve can reach you.

***

In the meeting brief for the upcoming mission, you feel someone staring at you. You look up straight across from you and catch Bucky’s gaze. The intense stare of those blue eyes seems to hypnotise and freeze you to the spot. You could see thoughts pooling around in them which sends a little shiver down your spine. You cough slightly to gain your thoughts again before mouthing to him “Stop staring at me to distract me!”. Feeling flustered you look away as he begins to mouth back to you “I’m not staring to distract you”.

***

Tony had decided to throw together a last-minute costume party to which everyone had whined and groaned except you. “Oh come on guys, it’ll be super fun!” you had remarked and decided to help those who needed it to come up with costume ideas. 

When Bucky approached you for help with his costume an hour before the party was about to begin, you were already dressed as Pikachu. You had taken the time to raid your closet and put it together within two days. As you put on your headband that represented the ears you heard Bucky’s voice ring out “ I like your costume, you look very cute” , his smile was soft and there was a tint to his cheeks as he rubbed his neck. 

“Are you making fun of me?” You asked with a small pout which Bucky couldn’t deny made you look even cuter. “N-no, I mean it, you look very nice. I uh- I don’t have a costume and I need help heh ” he mutters softly as he gives you puppy eyes begging you for help. You couldn’t help the smile that breaks out across your face “I thought you would come sooner or later, which is why I put this together” you say as you head to your wardrobe and pull out a hanger that resembles a costume for Ash. You blush as you hand it to him knowing that he has no clue that it goes with yours. 

Later on in the night, Sam mentioned to Bucky how cute you both were for wearing a couple's costume yet he hadn’t taken any official steps to ask you out on a date. Or in Sam’s words “You’re not out there to catch ‘em all Bucky! You already caught the best one, make your move old man” .  It made Bucky’s heart skip a beat knowing that you care for him and might somehow feel for him as he does for you.

***

Winter had approached leaving the days more dull and dreary. You were on a walk with Bucky, Steve and Sam. The latter two were walking ahead of you and Bucky as you were beginning to feel the cold. “It’s a bit cold, you should hold my hand, so it doesn’t freeze” Bucky leaned down to whisper into your ear and you jumped slightly from his warm breath and close contact. You blush slightly looking at the ground, kicking a small stone in front of you instead of meeting his intense stare. “I’m not that cold, I can give you my gloves if you want?” You reply a little embarrassed even though you want to intertwine your fingers with his. 

You want more than just holding hands with this fine man beside you. You want to live life with him as your partner, waking up next to him, seeing all his imperfections and falling in love with him more for them. You want it all, but you were too scared to admit that to him. You were afraid he just sees you as his best friend because he wasn’t really that close to the rest of the team, Steve being the exception. 

Bucky stops the both of you before pulling you down an empty alleyway, pressing you against the brick wall. “Doll, I barely feel the cold since the serum. It takes a lot more than this to take me down” . You squeak in shock and gulp slowly as his face is so close to yours. “I’ve been trying to flirt with you for a while baby,” he says tucking the few strands of hair that had fallen behind your ear. He sighs softly, eyes glancing to your lips before back to yours. “Y-you have?” You stutter wide-eyed, totally and utterly in shock that this beautiful man standing in front of you felt the same way you felt for him.  “Of course, I lo- have deep feelings for you, beautiful girl” . You wrap one of your arms around his neck and use the other to cup his cheek. You feel tears beginning to form in your eyes. “Oh Buck, I love you too” you whisper before leaning in and kissing his lips. 

“Well, it’s about time” You hear Steve’s voice in the background as Bucky kisses you back passionately, holding onto you as if you would disappear any second. 

“Thank goodness, he’ll take up her time and she won’t prank us anymore” Sam mutters to Steve feeling a little relieved but happy for both of his friends. Steve nods his head and looks up to the sky saying his thanks which they both chuckle about. 

You and Bucky pull away from each other and rest your foreheads together trying to catch your breaths. “Mine”,   “Always Buck, I’m all yours” You agree. “I’m yours too, all of me is yours, you have my heart Doll” Bucky whispers against your lips saying a mental prayer to his therapist for pushing him to start embracing his feelings.

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[first-edition]

Letter

So many of you wanted a part 2 to lyrics so here you go I now grace upon you. Let me know if you want a taglist for all my works?

Mafia boss!bucky x singer!reader

Sum- you and Bucky had been together for 3 years before he left, he had even put a ring on your finger. You never knew why he left but it broke you to peices. But know you allow him to give you a reason as to why he left and it’s up to you to choose to forgive him or not.

Cw- mention of breakup, mention of depression (Bella new moon style), blood, alcohol, spicy scene (if you squint), gunshot wound, angst, fear of death.

Go read part 1 ‘LYRICS’ HERE

This is part 2

Part three ‘LOVE’ HERE

Bucky left. He left you alone. He left you with 2 million dollars in you bank account, two cars, a penthouse, a California king in a master bedroom, a ring on your finger. The ring that came with the promise, that he would never leave you.

Three nights ago he came to the club you sing at you confronted him in the parking lot. You got home later to find a letter on you kitchen counter the housekeeper had left. You sigh thinking it’s her asking to take a day off which your more than happy to let her. But the handwriting in your name looks all too familiar.

The scribble of cursive and the bright wax seal, which you break open and pull the folded peices of paper out.

‘I meant to place this letter at the table you now stand at but it wouldn’t have been safe…’

You read the smaller paper then get to the large one.

‘Doll, I can’t come back to you, I can’t guarantee your safety In this condition. I can’t give an explanation and I can’t give a valid reason. I won’t be coming back. I’ve left you 2 million dollar in your personal account as well a given you my trust fund which you can access at anytime. I leave you the silver Bugatti and black Lamborghini, I want you to stay in the penthouse as I’ve already sold your apartment’

You scoff remembering.

‘I leave you rumlow, Pearce, Marcos, and Lee to walks over you I may be gone but I still want you safe. You y/n l/n are my everything. I wish I could tell you why I’m leaving an explanation but I know if I do you’ll go looking for me. You’ll go looking for me either way. Please stay out of it. I’m sorry for the pain I’ll cause you and I’m sorry. I hold so much of you and you so little of me.

I love you and always will but this is goodbye.

J.B.B’

Even then he couldn’t tell you why. But memories of what happend after you woke up and waited for him. You’d gone about your day thinking he had left earlier for a meeting but by dinner he didn’t come back rumlow had told you.

The next 2 weeks you spent inside, alone. You had let Mrs. Baker take the month off and locked the bodyguards out of the house. You wanted to stay that way.

Spending your nights crying in the shower, sitting in the recliner starting out the large glass wall of the living room. Sleeping until 1 pm after staying up all night. After a call from Bucky to rumlow, he’d kicked the door down and everything returned as usual, for the most part.

Mrs baker came back and made you breakfast lunch and dinner as is her job, the guards watched over you. And you wrote a new song finally filling your self with anger towards Bucky.

You put the letter down scoffing as you turn walking through the living room to your bed room you pull off your heels and take your hair out stretching your arms up. You look over seeing a figure standing across the room looking out the window wall.

He’s not hard to miss name as the white dress shirt he wears is rolled up exposing his metal arm from forearm down a drink in his hand.

“What are you doing here I thought I made it clear that I-“ you begin

“Count the stars…every time you couldn’t sleep you’d make me get up look out and count out every start I saw until you’d fall back sleep. I’d get to 15 and you’d be knocked out.” He chuckles

“James.” You say he shots the rest of his drink setting it down on the side table.

“I’m sorry-“ he starts. As he turns to face you.

“Get out.” You retort.

“I’m sorry y/n.” He continues

“Get the fuck out of my house!” You snap he doesn’t say anything.

He walks up to you and you take a step back he stops.

His face is illuminated by the moon light above streaming into the room. He has stubble his hair has grown out and he looks ever so tired. You notice there’s blood covering his shirt and spattered against his cheek.

Your eyes wander not realizing you have a worried expression.

“It’s not mine.” He says noticing your worry. You look back at him.

“I didn’t ask.” You says coldy.

“Y/n I’m sorry.” He says walking towards you. He gets close enough that you push him back at his chest as usual he dosnt budge.

“No-“ you say your voice breaking.

“Please.” He pleads with you.

“NO! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!” You say pushing against him hitting his chest. He stands and takes your hits that feel like nothing, letting you get your pain out.

“I gave you everything!! I poured my heart to you and all you could do was throw it away!!” You yell at him tears flowing from your eyes.

“I know..” he says his voice breaking.

“NO DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME!!” You scream as he holds your arms

“Y/n!?” He pleads

“YOU LIED TO ME-“

“I did.”

“YOU LEFT ME! YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME!” You yell at him crying.

“I do! I do baby please!” He says tears making thier way down his cheeks.

“I LOVED YOU! You sob.

“I know!! You don’t understand how many times I wish I could take it back! Take back everything! I did!” He says.

“Why!! You left me alone why did you leave me.!!” You ask.

“There’s a mole. There was a coupe settling. If I went away you wouldn’t be harmed if I said something you’d be killed. I can’t…” he trails off for a moment looking into your eyes placing his hand on your cheek but then continues.

“I can’t do that again I can’t loose someone I care about as much I care about you again-“

“Your mother.” You you sniff. He nods.

“I thought if I’d i left, you’d hate me enough to forget that I’d never have to come back. I hoped you’d find someone else.” He says

You shake you head.

“You should’ve taken me with you.” You say he chuckles shaking his head now.

“I…I can’t undo the things I’ve done to you..all I can say is I’m sorry. I just…please. I won’t live with out you. Please..” he says his blue eyes glasses over.

You shake your head slowly. He lets out a pained breath.

You look down closing your eyes for a moment before looking back up meeting his hurt expression and with out think your body moves on it’s own. Your arms wrap around his neck and lips collide. He doesn’t hesitate and kisses you back as soon as he feels you his hands moving from you face to your waist gripping your sides pulling you into him.

The taste of expensive whiskey on his lips shiver your body remembering what nights spent at home all day were like.

Your hands move down his front pulling the buttons out of the loops and the front of his shirt exposing his perfectly toned, scarred chest. His hands hike up your skirt. The harsh grip of his hand on your ass cheek makes you gasp giving him the perfect opportunity to push his tongue through.

He turns you back as you begin to walk backward to the bed. I twinge of pain hits you. You pull back your lips from him he whines at your lack of touch which make you smile only for it to be wiped away but another spike of pain.

You look down seeing a bright red spot in your shirt growing. Bucky looks down to where your looking seeing your blood.

“Y/n!?” He exclaims you look up at him your brows knitted together in fear.

“Hey no look at me it’s okay.!” He says he looks around not seeing any gun or assassin but then sees the perfect bullet whole through the glass of the window.

“Fuck! RUMLOW!” He yells rumlow and peirce run in turning the light on seeing you and Bucky holding your bleeding side.

“Call an ambulance Now!” Bucky commands.

“Ah!” You squeal as the pain washes over you taking your leg strength with it.

“F-fuck!” Bucky looks at you.

“Bucky-“ you begin to cry again.

“No no your okay. Hey! Look at me doll you’re okay. Your gonna be okay.” He says and pleads.

The distant chatter between rumlow and the operator sound out.

“I do wanna- Bucky please I don’t..” you sob

“No hey no look at me look up at me it’s okay the balance is coming baby come on yeah! It’s okay I gotta get you up alright!” He says hooking his arms under your body you scream in pain as he lifts you.

Taking off his jacket rumlow presses it to the wound on your stomach as Bucky hurries out out the penthouse cursing all the at down at the slow elevator descending to ground floor as he rushes out with you in his arms out of the lobby the red and blue flashing light brighten the night.

The emts jump out of the vehicle running to you with the stretcher.

Bucky looks down your pale and unconscious.

“No no baby no! Wake up y/n come one honey wake up!” He says putting you down on the stretcher holding your face in his hands.

“Sir.” Rumlow says moving Bucky back so the paramedics can take you.

“No! SHIT! I just got her back…Fuck!”

Go to part three (your welcome I haven’t made you wait.)

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[cable-knit-sweater]

Masterlist | cable-knit-sweater | R4005 | for @stuckybingo round 4

A Blackout 🥳!! I wrote almost 70k, with 12 one-shots & 4 multi-chapter fics and created 2 moodboards for this bingo. I absolutely loved my card & how inspiring it was and I had so much fun with it! You can find my fills below 💙

Square Filled: B1 - Experiment | Love Language | stucky, T, 2330 words

Square Filled: B2 - Adopting a Pet | Cat Calls | stucky, T, 4819 words

Square Filled: B3 - Stark Expo | “Have you heard?” | stucky, T, 1064 words

Square Filled: B4 - Carol Danvers | Till It Bleeds Daylight (Chapter 6) | stucky, E, 3836 words

Square Filled: B5 - AU: Detectives | Till It Bleeds Daylight (Chapter 1) | stucky, E, 4072 words

Square Filled: I1 - AU: Wings | Heaven's in your eyes | stucky, T, moodboard

Square Filled: I2 - Writing Format: Episodic Narrative | Accidents Don't Just Happen Accidentally | stucky, T, 3812 words

Square Filled: I3 - Clint’s Farm | Till It Bleeds Daylight (Chapter 11) | stucky, E, 2218 words

Square Filled: I4 - Team Dad | Steady as the stars in the woods | stucky, T, 1929 words

Square Filled: Adoptable for I5 - Kink: Sexting | Tell Me I’m Your National Anthem (chapter 2) | stucky, T, 959 words

Square Filled: N1 - Minor Injuries | Till It Bleeds Daylight (Chapter 5 ) | stucky, E, 3950 words

Square Filled: N2 - Scott Lang | "I hate you" - "I love you" | stucky, M, 1670 words

Square Filled: N3 - Free Space | How About Love? (Chapter 2) | stucky, T, 21815

Square Filled: N4 - Looking After Each Other | Till It Bleeds Daylight (Chapter 4 ) | stucky, E, 4058 words

Square Filled: N5 - AU: Model/Photographer | When you’re close up, give me the shivers | stucky, T, 1453 words

Square Filled: G1 - Dorito | Taste It | stucky, T, 981 words

Square Filled: G2 - “I read about you in a museum” | I do. | stucky, T, moodboard + 981 words

Square Filled: Adoptable for G3 - Kink: Friends With Benefits | I’ve got a lot to pine about | stucky, M, 6113 words

Square Filled: G4 - AU: Mythical Creatures | Not a Ghost (Chapter 1) | stucky, T, 2743 words

Square Filled: G5 - Dr. Abraham Erskine | Till It Bleeds Daylight (Chapter 9) | stucky, E, 3918 words

Square Filled: O1 - First Date | How About Love? (Chapter 3) | stucky, T, 2446 words

Square Filled: O2 - AU: Shrinkyclinks | J.B.B, S.O.S (stuck on stupid) | stucky, T, 2962 words

Square Filled: O3 - Patriot | Red, White & Blue | stucky, M, 3557 words

Square Filled: O4 - Amnesia/Memory Loss | Not a Ghost (Chapter 2) | stucky, T, 3063 words

Square Filled: O5 - Stargazing | stars shining bright above you | stucky, T, 3329 words

#maya tries to write #stuckybingo #stucky bingo round 4 #stucky fics #masterlist #steve x bucky

[sparkagrace]

Hello! I feel like I finally had some time to catch up on some fics I had put aside for a while, plus get stuck into some really fun WIPs and one-shots. I'm still catching up on some more recent fics - all of which I'm super excited for!

may

164,918 words read over 36 fics (average of 4,581 per fic, not including wips) 📈 up 28% from April

current total for the year: 962,832 words

a handful of fic recs

Cinematic by katie_delaney stucky | E | 3.5k

Head in the Sky by @dharmasharks stucky | E | 9k

On Display by @cable-knit-sweater stucky | E | 3.1k

blister and burn, baby by brenlya stucky | E | 23.9k

Bucky Barnes and the Swimsuit of Doom by @theeemdash stucky | E | 4.6k

Latke Love by @bonky-bornes stucky | N/A | 5k

come on, just do it (do it til it feels alright) by @kickflaw stucky | E | 6k

hung out to dry by @dontcallmebree steve rogers | M | 760 words

Set the Date, Set the Time (‘Cause We Already Know Where We’re Going) by @voylitscope stucky | G | 5k

Flex and Flexibility by @musette22 stucky | T | 4k

series recs

a firm hand by mcwho stucky | 2 fics | 10k

spoil me, ruin me, keep me by @buckyismybicycle bucky x torres | 3 fics | 14k

currently streaming wips started this month

you're the light, you're the night by @howdoyousleep3 stucky | E | 2 of 14

A Fuckation by @florianniss stucky | E | 4 of ?

Love Is All Around Us by @xoxobuckybarnes stucky | E | 7 of 8

J.B.B., (S.O.S.) by @cable-knit-sweater stucky | T | 1 of 3

wips completed this month

How To (Try To) Lose a Guy in 10 Days by @rohruh stucky | E | 39k

be kind, rewind older fics or rereads

Oh Master, My (Dungeon)Master by YesDanger stucky | E | 4.4k

drive off the edge into the sun by hadrons_collide stuckynat | E | 3.2k

honey i laugh when it sinks in (a pillar i am upright) by mcwho stucky | E | 2k

Put On Earth With That Sole Purpose by @bomberqueen17 stuckynat | E | 3k

#monthly fic recap #fic list #fic rec #author rec #steve x bucky #stuckynat #bucky x torres

[buckanddoefics]

Adore; J.B.B

(Not my gif)

Warnings; None

Bucky and Y/N were walking hand in hand on a beautiful sunny day in the park. They had been dating for a few months now, going on various adventures together. Today, they decided to take a leisurely stroll and enjoy each other's company.

Bucky couldn't help but feel the warmth of the sun and the love in his heart for Y/N. As they walked, Bucky looked at Y/N and realized how much he adored her. He knew that he wanted to be with her forever.

Suddenly, Bucky stopped walking and turned to Y/N. She looked at him with a curious expression. Bucky took a deep breath and with a nervous smile, he asked, "Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?”

Y/N's heart skipped a beat. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time. With tears in her eyes, she hugged Bucky tightly and whispered, "Yes, Bucky. Of course, I will be your girlfriend."

Bucky felt a rush of emotions as he held Y/N in his arms. He was so happy that he could barely contain himself. They continued their walk, holding hands and laughing, enjoying the beautiful day and the new chapter in their relationship.

As they sat down on a bench, Bucky pulled Y/N closer to him and kissed her gently. They both felt a spark that they had never felt before. They knew that they were meant to be together.

For the rest of the day, Bucky and Y/N enjoyed each other's company, holding hands, snuggling, and stealing kisses whenever they could. They knew that they had found love in each other, and nothing could ever change that.

#bucky x f!reader #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes #bucky fluff #bucky fic

[bunnyscraft]

Welcome to Bun’s ♡ Lil library ♡

Hello, my loves !!

Here’s some very very important info to read before continuing on:

All Fics are 18+ !! Minors do not interact !!

The majority of my fics contain dark themes !!

Those dark themes include: dub-con, stalking, obsessive behavior, blood, toxic relationships, age-gap relationships, etc

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My ask are open ! Pls be aware that I have the right to deny an ask if it makes me uncomfortable!

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L.B masterlist (here)

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B.S.K Masterlist (coming soon)

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S.G.R masterlist (coming soon)

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A.L Masterlist (coming soon)

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A.B masterlist (here)

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C.E Masterlist (coming soon)

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[crazyunsexycool]

I have a 'bucky' pov idea feel free to write and publish it if you like the idea!!

so basically : bucky was really struggling with his nightmares every night lately so he meets s girl at some online chatting app and they really grow close to the point that bucky started telling her about his past and daily nightmares and when he got the reaction that he hoped form her, that encourages him more to develop their friendship , they would talk every night for to late till bucky gets sleepy and falls asleep peacefully but bucky never saw her face or even heard her voice so one-day he decided to tell her that he wants to meet her in person.

Tell me what do you think of this<3 hope you like it xx.

Hi Darling!!!!

I did not forget about this idea at all. But here it finally is, it took me some time but I think you'll like it. Thank you so much for reading and commenting I really appreciate it.

J.B.B is online...

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word count: 4.1k

Warnings: none really.

“You need more friends. You only have three contacts saved on your phone.”

What his therapist said played over and over again in his mind. It’s not that Bucky didn’t want friends, it's just that once people realized who he was they wanted nothing to do with him or worse they had a morbid fascination with his past. He also didn’t know how to make connections with people now, he was in his 90s technically. What was he supposed to talk about? The correct way to hold a knife? Bucky had tried everything, going to bars, the park, letting his friends set him up on blind dates but it never ended well. Nat had suggested downloading some apps on his phone but he wasn’t a fan of social media. So he was back to square one. 

 Bucky walked into the shared living room of the avenger’s tower finding who he was looking for.

“Hey Nat.” He greets her as he takes a seat on the couch opposite her. 

“Hey Buck, everything ok?” 

“Yeah. I had another session and my therapist said I need to socialize more. Preferably with people outside of the whole avengers team. I just don’t know what to do.” He says, frustrated at the situation. 

“Give me your phone.” She holds her hand out waiting until he does as she says. She types away for a few minutes.

“I don’t want social media.” He says but she ignores him.

“Here, it’s a messaging app that connects you to random people and you can just talk to them. It matches you based on your likes and interests.”

“Is this like tinder?” He asks as he looks at the app that’s open on the phone. 

“Kind of but it’s just to make friends. Try it out and let me know.” 

“Ok, I will.” He gets up and heads to his room. He stares at his phone once he settles into the desk chair in his room. His thumbs hovering over the screen while he decides what he’s going to do. He lets out a sharp breath and puts his phone down. Maybe he’ll try later but at the moment it feels like too much.  Instead Bucky grabs the book he left on the desk and moves to his bed to read for a while.

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Bucky was covered with sweat as he sat up in bed. The nightmares were starting to get worse again. Just when he was starting to find some peace while he slept they came back as a reminder of all the bad things he did. He knew he wouldn’t get back to sleep, turning on the lamp on his night stand and looking around, deciding on what he should do when he sees his phone.  He sighs and grabs it and opens the app that Nat installed for him. Bucky scrolls through some matches when a message pops up.

I<3TWS: Hi!

J.B.B: Hi. How are you? 

I<3TWS: I’m great. What are you up to?

Bucky looks at the message thinking about what he should say. Obviously saying he woke up from a nightmare was a big no. 

J.B.B: Not much, just looking for someone to talk to. What does your username mean?

I<3TWS: It means I love The Winter Soldier. 

J.B.B: You do? Why would you love him, isn’t he a murderer?

He’s scared to read the answer but part of him wonders what people really think of him.

I<3TWS: Who cares, have you seen him? He’s so hot and I wonder what he can do with his metal arm. 😏😉

~Blocked~

What the actual fuck. Bucky thought to himself. If that is what people were thinking he would rather not have friends. He sighs and is about to put his phone back down when another message pops up so he decides to try one more time. Seeing the username gave him a bad feeling but he’s determined to talk to one more person.

Slut4TWS: Hey, what’s up? 

J.B.B: Not much. What are you up to?

Slut4TWS: doing some research, thought I’d take a break.

J.B.B: researching anything interesting?

Slut4TWS: Can I be completely honest?

J.B.B: absolutely.

Slut4TWS: I’m trying to figure out where the Winter Soldier likes to hang out outside of the tower. I’d love to meet him.

J.B.B: why is that? 

Slut4TWS: to get to know him better. 

Bucky wasn’t expecting that answer. Maybe this could turn out better than he expected.

Slut4TWS: I really want to know if he would choke me with his metal arm while he fucks me. 🥵🥵🥵

~Blocked~

Bucky puts his phone down, completely stunned by what this person just said. He lets out a frustrated groan as he gets up from bed, deciding to go to the gym instead. 

~~~~~~~~~~

For the past week, every single night Bucky would wake up trying to escape his nightmares and every time he would log back on the app and it would be the same thing over again. People either accused him of being a murderer which he thinks he deserves, although he secretly hoped they would disagree with him, or just wanted to know what his arm could do. Some even explained to him in very explicit details what they wanted him to do to them with his left arm. Of course none of these people knew they were talking to the former assassin, they would probably shit their pants if they did, but it was still disappointing that he couldn’t find anyone that thought of him as just a man. 

Bucky’s finger hovered over the app, he was considering deleting the damn thing. He thought that maybe his therapist would understand what he found and that it was ok to have three friends.

 Steve pats him on the shoulder “Still deciding if you should delete that thing or not?” 

“Yeah, you should see the things people say, mostly about my arm.” He scrunches up his face in disgust.

“That bad?” 

“Whatever you’re thinking, make it 10x worse.”  Bucky leans back on the couch tossing the phone to the side.  “Weirdly enough I would rather people call me a murderer than the other stuff they’re saying.” 

Bucky spends the rest of the afternoon with Steve as the rest of the team comes and goes. He completely forgets about deleting the app by the time he’s ready to go to bed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The pleading of another victim wakes him up. Like every other night, cold sweat and shallow breaths. He runs his hands over his face to try and shake the image of their face from his memory. Bucky takes a quick shower to try and relax again, as he steps out of the bathroom his phone vibrates. He picks it up to see a notification from the app he should have deleted earlier. Sighing he decides that this will be the last time and if he has to block this message he’ll delete the app for good. 

Y/UN: Hi. 

J.B.B: Hi. What are you up to?

Y/UN: Couldn’t sleep and I can’t find my favorite book, it usually knocks me out. 😩

J.B.B: What do you do, hit yourself over the head with it until you pass out? 

‘Hit yourself over the head with it?’ He was definitely out of practice when it came to socializing.

Y/UN: lol I never thought of that, maybe I should try it. What about you? What keeps you up at this time?

J.B.B: Honestly, nightmares. Question, what is lol?

Y/UN: It means laughing out loud. I thought what you said was funny. 😁 

J.B.B: Oh, makes sense. I’m not really good with online chatter. I’m still learning how to use my phone. 

Y/UN:  I get it, there’s so many acronyms out there they get confusing. So what do you do for a living? If you don’t mind me asking.

Bucky wasn’t sure how to answer that. He could tell you the truth but he was afraid of your response. He decided on a half truth.

J.B.B: I’m a vet.

Y/UN: as in you work with animals or are retired from the military? 

J.B.B: If you meet some of my friends you’d say both. One of them can be a real bird brain. 

Y/UN: lol I bet that’s not true. 

J.B.B: You’d agree with me if you met him. 

The conversation flowed easily. There were no weird late night confessions Bucky had to worry about with you. Before he knew it he was sleepy again and he fell into a dreamless sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hey Parker, C’mere.” Bucky calls out as Peter walks by the living area. 

“Yes Mr. Wint-I mean Sergeant Barnes.” His heart is beating so hard it’s about to beat out of his chest. 

“I need your help with some internet stuff, do you have a minute?” 

“Yeah of course Sir.” He hurries into the living room and sits on the other end of the couch, fidgeting as he looks over at Bucky. “What can I help with?” 

“Relax kid. I have a friend that I met online-“ 

“You really shouldn’t talk to strangers online. Sir.” He says nervously.

“I think I can handle myself, kid. What I need help with is things like lol and their meanings. Do you think you can help me?” 

“Absolutely, let me get a pen and paper and make a list for you. I'll be right back sir.” Peter rushes out of the living room. When he returns he has a full list for Bucky.

“Thanks kid. Please don’t tell anyone you helped me with this.” 

“Your secret is safe with me.”

 It wasn’t. 

The minute Sam heard about the list he started joking about it, but Bucky didn’t care as long as he could keep on talking to you he was willing to let Sam joke all he wanted. Instead Bucky had memorized the list for the next time he hopefully talked to you. 

That night after another nightmare Bucky messaged you first. It was a good conversation. You learned a little bit more about each other, he learned your name and he introduced himself as James. Your favorite flower, best book and record stores. He told you about his love for 40s music and how he preferred books that were high fantasy, like the Hobbit. By the end of it Bucky finds himself sleeping peacefully for the second time.

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It’s been a month since Bucky and you first started talking and you’ve gotten to know each other better. The conversations aren’t just at night anymore, you message back and forth all day if you can. Bucky still hadn’t told you that he was an Avenger and he was afraid of what your reaction might be and that made things a bit difficult for him. Like when he had to go on a three day mission and there could be no contact, that is how he learned what ghosting meant. After some apologizing on his part and explaining he was out on business everything was back to normal. 

“I think you should tell her already.” Sam suggests. 

“No one asked Sam.” Bucky says as he looks down at his phone waiting for your response. 

“What harm could it do? I mean you’ve been talking for a month already.”

“Steve, you're supposed to be on my side.”

“I am Buck. And I think that you have been happier since you’ve been talking to her. I think it’s time you tell her the truth.” 

“What if something more comes out of this friendship?” Sam asked.

“Like what?”

“Well it’s obvious you like her. What if she likes you too? Maybe you could ask her on a date.”

“There’s no way she would date someone like me.”

“I have to agree with Sam. You never know, this could be a good thing.”

“Fine, I’ll think about it.” 

Bucky did like you but he didn’t think he deserved to have a happy life after everything. Even if he did, maybe you didn’t think of him in that way so it didn’t matter. 

Y/UN: how much would I have to pay you in order for you to come save me from work? 

 J.B.B: That bad?

Y/UN: You have no idea. I’m going to die of boredom because of this meeting. 

J.B.B:  You can’t die on me now, who else am I going to talk to late at night?

Y/UN: What happened to bird brain?

J.B.B: He’s no fun. 

Y/UN: Oops. I’ve been caught ttyl! 👋 

Bucky doesn’t realize he’s smiling at his phone. He doesn’t know what it is about you but ever since you started talking he feels more like his old self. 

“Hey Smiley, we have that briefing to get to.” 

“Yeah yeah, I’m coming.” Bucky gets up and puts his phone in his pocket. He started considering telling you who he was.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

J.B.B: How was the rest of your day?

Y/UN: I would rather have watched paint dry.

J.B.B: lol I thought you had work tomorrow shouldn’t you be sleeping? 

Y/UN: no I took the day off so that I could have a three day weekend. 😏😏 

J.B.B: That’s good. Any plans?

Y/UN: Yeah. I’ll probably hang out with some friends but other than that I have no big plans.

Bucky wasn’t sure why but wanted to meet you in person. Once he read that you were going to hang out with some friends, he wanted to be with one of those friends you spent your time with. He wanted to tell you who he was but he didn’t know how to start. He stared at his phone for a few minutes and decided to just start with the recent news reports about the Avengers and specifically him.

J.B.B: Have you seen the news reports about the Avengers recently? I’m still surprised they allowed that guy free. 

Y/UN: Who do you mean?

J.B.B: The winter soldier. You’ve heard of him right? 

Y/UN: Yes, but why shouldn’t he have his freedom? 🤨

J.B.B: Because he’s a murderer. That doesn’t scare you?

Y/UN: I don’t think he is. From what I read he was tortured and was forced to do those things. I don’t really think it’s fair to judge him based on something he was forced to do. 

J.B.B: Wouldn’t you be scared of him, you know if you ever met the winter soldier? 

Y/UN: No. How could I be scared of him if he works with the Avengers? Captain America himself risked everything to save him, that should count for something.

‘No.’ She wouldn’t be afraid of him. His heart starts beating faster. He wasn’t even sure where to go from there. 

Y/UN: I don’t think it’s very fair of you to talk about someone like that. Especially someone who went through so much. It’s obvious he’s trying to make things right. Why are you talking about someone you don’t know like that? 

J.B.B: Ok, there is something I need to tell you and I didn’t know how you would react. I wanted to know how you felt about someone like him. 

Y/UN: What are you talking about? 

J.B.B: What if I told you that I’m Bucky? 

Y/UN: Are you joking? 

J.B.B: No. I really am. 

Y/UN: But you said your name is James. 

J.B.B: Well yeah, my full name is James Buchanan Barnes. Everyone calls me Bucky. I do work with the Avengers. 

Bucky sees the three little dots that means you’re typing appear and disappear a few times, and then nothing. He stares at the app just waiting for you to reply, to say anything at all but you don’t and now he thinks he’s ruined his chance of he doesn’t even know what. He just knows that he wants you to be in his life more than just a stranger in an app. 

~~~~~~~~~~~

When Bucky woke up the next morning he hadn’t bothered to check his phone or else he would have seen that you messaged him. He had been hopeful when you didn’t think he was just some murderer but now he was regretting his decision.

Bucky spent the day going to his therapist appointment and planning a mission with Steve and Tony. Both men tried to reason with Bucky that you finding out must have just been a big shock to you. That he should message you again just in case. 

When he was finally in his room he saw that you had reached out.

Y/UN: You aren’t lying to me right? 

J.B.B: No I wouldn’t.

Y/UN: Is that why you get nightmares?

Bucky wasn’t sure how to respond to that. The three little bubbles popping up again.

Y/UN: You don’t have to answer that I’m sorry for asking.

J.B.B: It’s ok and yes I get nightmares because of everything that happened.

Y/UN: I’m sorry that you went through that. 

J.B.B: It’s ok. It’s not your fault.

Y/UN: Still it’s something no one should go through. 

Bucky stares at his phone. You didn’t block him, instead you wanted to be sure it was actually him. It was now or never he had to ask. 

J.B.B: Thank you. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bucky woke up panting, the sweat making his long hair stick to his forehead. He stared at the ceiling and forced back the tears. There was no way he would get back to sleep. It had been days since he actually got a decent night's sleep. In the nightmare induced blur he didn't bother to check the time or he would have known it was around 2:00 am. Bucky opens the app he’s been using to talk to you. At this moment he wished he had your number, maybe your voice could chase the guilt away. 

J.B.B: Hey, I’m sorry to bother you but I needed someone to talk to. I hope that’s ok.

He wasn’t sure why it had to be her. Steve was right across the hall, he could have bothered his best friend. A few minutes pass and Bucky feels anxious that you haven’t answered so he puts his phone down and starts pacing. He dives towards the bed when he hears the notification.

Y/UN: You’re not bothering me. What’s wrong?

Bucky started by telling you that he had nightmares almost constantly. He answered any question you had. A part of him was still waiting for you to run for the hills. You didn’t invalidate his feelings of guilt, telling him that you understood why he felt that way while also reminding him that he was a good man. ‘Only bad people don’t feel guilt’ is what you told him. A short time later Bucky was able to fall asleep. This begins a new phase in your friendship, Bucky begins to message you more the nights of his nightmare and you message him more when you get anxious about certain things. There is a balance and he likes it, he likes reminding you that you’re a good person too. Because you are, it would have been easy to turn your back on him but you didn’t. And Bucky will forever be grateful for it.

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It had been the midmorning on a Saturday when the conversation had started. The same few questions, did you sleep well? or how are you feeling today? When Bucky decided to just go for it.

J.B.B: I wanted to ask if maybe you’d like to get coffee some time? 

A few minutes passed between when he sent the message and when you responded. Truth be told he had been more nervous in those few minutes than ever before. Bucky’s heart might as well have jumped out of his chest with how hard it was beating. Those three little dots that he had a love/hate relationship with finally appeared and he was almost scared to see the answer. 

Y/UN: I’d love to, I’m free today if that works for you. 

J.B.B: Yeah, that works. There’s a cafe by central park called Rosie's. We can meet there at 3:00. 

Y/UN: See you then. I’ll have on a blue dress with daisies on it. 

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Bucky got even more nervous the closer he got to the cafe he had mentioned. Although he had gotten to know you over the last month, meeting in person was still nerve wracking. What if you had agreed to see him only to humiliate him in some way. Still he showed up with the hopes that this would go better than anything he had imagined. Bucky crossed the street looking into the huge windows of the cafe hoping to spot you inside. When he didn’t see anyone with the outfit you described on he started to regret the whole situation.

“James?” Bucky barely registered his name being called. “Bucky?” 

He turns his head to find you crossing the street from the opposite way, just like you said, blue dress with daisies. 

“Y/N?” 

You nod, giving him a shy smile. Bucky can’t help but stare for a moment, you were kind, sweet and so smart and on top of that you’re beautiful. Now he’s nervous because how is he supposed to act normal and not turn into a blushing mess if you keep smiling at him like that. He clears his throat and extends his hand.

“These are for you.”

“Sunflowers, you remembered.” you smile again as you take the bouquet he brought. “That’s really sweet, thank you.”

“It’s nothing. Do you want to get something at the cafe and go to the park?” 

“Yeah, I’d like that.” 

Another smile and another hook on his heart, you’ll be the death of him if you keep that up. He opened the door for you and when you both ordered he paid.  Bucky offers you his arm and you take it before crossing the street and head into the park. The conversation flows as easily in person as it did when he talked to you online. Jokes were shared and he talked about some things that had been mentioned in the chat.

“Oh that reminds me. I have a very serious question to ask.” You say after finding a bench near a pond.

“Ok, what’s your question?” 

“Who is bird brain? Is it Falcon or Hawkeye?” 

“You said it was a serious question.” Bucky chuckles.

“It is, now come on.”

“Well, now that I think about it they both fit the name but I was referring to Sam, Falcon, as bird brain.”

“Does he know you call him that?”

“I say it to his face all the time, darling.” 

You giggled and the nickname gave you even more butterflies than you had when you first saw him in person. Soon the coffees were traded for actual dinner and more conversation. Somehow it felt like Bucky had known you for years. He felt comfortable around you which was rare and maybe it had to do with the fact that you hadn’t been afraid of him when he told you the truth or that you actually showed up. By the time you realized you needed to get home it was late. Bucky offered to take you home, which you accepted, ending the night with each other’s numbers, a kiss on the cheek and a smile. He kept the same goofy grin all the way back to the tower. 

“We were about to send a search party for you Barnes.” Nat says as she looks up from the magazine she was flipping through. 

“I assume it went well?” Steve asks as Sam and Nat wait for an answer.

“Yeah, she was really nice. We might meet up again.”

“You see I told you it would be a good thing.” Steve says with a smile.

They ask all sorts of questions about you, which he is happy to answer. After a few minutes Bucky headed to his room as he thought about the time he spent with you. He would have to thank his therapist for pushing him to meet someone new and Nat for helping him with the app. He takes his phone out and instead of going to the app he opens his messages.

Bucky: Good night darling.

Y/N: Good night Bucky. Sweet dreams, see you Sunday.

Bucky: It’s a date. 

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Hi hun, I’m looking for Oh, Little Cottontail |J.B.B and I couldn’t find it. Can you send me the link please?

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I feel like I'm going on a scavenger hunt for my own work because I read that title and I was like the fuck is that then I remember it's Alpha!Bucky 🤣🤣🤣

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Only One True Answer

Summary: Bucky took a quiz, he wants to know what your answer is as his was in his words "rigged".

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: I'm in my Bucky writing era [which is ALL the time hehe]

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“What has grumpy pants extra grouchy?” Sam asks as he approaches the couch cautiously feeling like he’s gonna be six feet deep soon due to Bucky’s glare. “Did someone eat his plums he got from the market? I swear we all know by now that it’s hands off the plums unless you’re Y/N” He continues missing Nat’s hand shaking under her chin telling him to cut it out. 

Sam’s gaze finally falls on Nat and narrows his eyes, shrugging his shoulders as if asking what is wrong. Nat tries to hide her smirk before picking up the iPad laying on the floor and showing Sam the result of the quiz. 

“Which avenger is your better half?” Sam asks before bursting out with laughter at the fact that Bucky’s answer is in fact, Sam. “No wonder he’s grumpy, he didn’t get who he truly wanted” . “Oh shut up birdbrain.” Bucky snaps, crossing his arms and slouching into the couch even more. “It’s obviously rigged” He mumbles. 

“Oh yeah, Nat, who did you get?” Sam asks. “Obviously I got Steve, ” She says smirking. “So, it isn’t rigged Bucky, you’re just pining after the wrong person” Nat teases which makes Bucky scoff. 

Steve and you walk into the common room area discussing the mission you were about to go on in a few days softly. “What’s happening here?” Steve asks, looking up and noticing Bucky’s tensed body language and raising his eyebrow along with his question.

You glance over at Bucky and shoot him a soft smile and he looks away before grumbling “Nothing.” You feel a soft prick at your heart from him ignoring you. “Doesn’t seem like nothing?” You say softly “You’re obviously upset about something Buck” You continue glancing at Nat who is pointedly looking at the iPad in Sam’s hands. 

Steve catches onto Nat’s looks “Pass the iPad Sam” Steve orders in a playful tone. Once Steve and You look at the screen you can’t help the smile that crosses your face. “Aww that's cute, Sam is your other half, do you feel a little cut Stevie?” You ask looking up at the blonde with a soft laugh, nudging him subtly to play along with the joke. “Indeed, I’m heartbroken Bucky, I thought I was your other half and here I find out from a quiz it’s a lie?” Steve says teasingly clutching his heart and going along with the joke. 

“Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny guys, I’m laughing so hard” Bucky mumbles out rolling his eyes at everyone’s behaviour. “Aw come on Buck, don’t take the quiz so literally!” You say as you approach the back of the couch and wrap your arms around him from behind squeezing him into a hug. You only let go once you feel his body relax. 

Once you’ve let go of him you feel slightly cold as Bucky tends to run warm due to the serum. You walk around grabbing the iPad from Steve as you plop down beside Bucky, your thigh both touching and a small smile graces your face. “If it will make you feel better, I’ll take the quiz”. He nods to your question and watches you intensely as you fill out your answers. 

“There’s only one true answer for me” You say booping Bucky on the nose as everyone waits for the results to load. Nat and Sam are smirking so hard Bucky wished the saying ‘don’t make that face otherwise the wind will blow leaving it stuck like that’ was true. Bucky keeps his eyes glued to the screen in your hands while you just admire Bucky running a hand through his hair as he seems to not have heard you. 

“Well, would you look at that” 

“I’m so surprised!”  

“Colour me shocked!” all tumble out of three once the results have loaded. 

“Okay, I get it, you’re all being sarcastic idiots now knock it off and leave me alone with my Doll” Bucky says standing up trying to be intimidating but he is bursting with happiness. Steve grabs Nat’s hand pulling her along to the hallway and you briefly hear her saying how she got him. Sam heads off towards the kitchen as its his and Clint’s night to cook dinner for everyone.

 You watch as Bucky turns around once everyone has left the common area. “I told you there was only one true answer for me Bucket” You say as he kneels in front of you in between your thighs, booping his nose once he settles. He leans forward, booping your nose as a big grin graces his face and you sigh dreamingly at how handsome he looks when he’s happy. Sure, his grumpy look is sexy with the furrowed eyebrows and clenched jaw. But something about Bucky radiating pure joy made your heart beat even faster than it should. 

“You’re the only true answer for me James, I don’t care what a quiz says. I know what is in my heart” You say as you wrap your arms around his neck pulling him in a little closer. You only called him James when he was in trouble or when you were being serious. 

“Ya know Sunshine, you’re in my heart too. I was just annoyed that I got birdbrain as my answer” Bucky says scoffing at the end before leaning in and kissing both your cheeks making you blush. “I love you Y/N, always have since you fell onto me from hiding in the vents from Clint. It’s like that saying, an angel fell from heaven” He says cheekily, his nose scrunching as he chuckles. You move one of your hands to hold his chin as you admire his face.

“Whatcha looking at Doll?” He asks a little confused, his eyebrows furrowing a little as he notices you just watching him. “I love you too baby” You murmur softly “I also love when you’re truly happy and radiating it. I love that I get to see you like this, free, pure and all mine” You say giggling at the end as Bucky pounces onto you kissing you deeply. 

“Uh excuse us, but Y/N and Mr.Barnes…” Peter’s voice floats into the room. “ What do you want, Parker?” Bucky barks out annoyed at the disruption. You can both hear the audible gulp he takes before speaking again. “Mr. Thor and I were wanting to play video games and this is where everything is set up…” 

A soft squeal leaves you as Bucky stands up and picks you up from the couch. “Bye Parker” You say laughing as you Bucky slings you over his shoulder as he begins walking fast. Parker and Thor briefly meet eyes with one another and visibly shiver before laughing.

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