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mrsbarnesxxx · 2 months
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Eddie Diaz x reader
Angst but fluff at the end
Where maybe the reader is married to Eddie and she asks him about if he ever wants a kid with her and he takes it the wrong way and says something like I only need Christopher and he’s enough, and the reader gets upset and walks off and maybe drives to Maddie’s and chimneys and while she’s gone he goes to their room and finds a box on the bed and he opens it to see the readers ultrasound and he immediately feels bad and goes to talk to her and happy ending.
Thank you so much for the request! I altered it only slightly (just where Eddie finds the ultrasound) but I loved this concept. I love angst with a happy ending!
It was a pretty normal day all in all. Carla was taking care of Christopher, Eddie was at the station, your boss kept sending hundreds of emails, oh and you had found out you were pregnant. Just an average day. You hadn't planned this by any means. You and Eddie had never talked about having a baby. You had been married for a year and a half, but the subject had never come up and you had never pushed it. Look how well that had gone. After staring at the stick in your hand for what felt like an eternity, you finally pushed yourself up from the floor and left the bathroom.
"Hey, Carla, are you okay if I run out? I have to go do something. It should only be about an hour." You say grabbing your keys.
"Of course, honey. Go right ahead." She says.
"Thanks, Carla. Bye bud," you say kissing Christopher on the top of his head before heading out of your and Eddie's shared house.
You didn't even know what you were doing until you were sitting in the waiting room of the local doctor's office reading a magazine.
It wasn't until one of the nurses had called your name 3 times that you seemed to realize they were calling you.
"Sorry." You apologize sheepishly standing and following her back to a room.
Sure enough, the doctor confirmed you were about 6 weeks pregnant and sent you home with a picture of the tiny baby. You knew you couldn't hide this from Eddie for long since you were likely to start experiencing more symptoms, but a part of you was worried about how he would react. Everything had finally settled down with Christopher and work. Everything was stable per se. And now you were throwing a wrench into the serenity the two of you had worked so hard to create. Finally, you decided you would broach the subject once Christopher had gone to bed. You would just ask him if he ever thought about having more kids. Yeah. That would work.
So, that night after Christopher was in bed and you and Eddie were alone in your room getting ready for bed, you took a deep breath before deciding now was a good time to approach the subject.
"Hey, Eddie?" You asked putting lotion onto your arms. "Have you ever thought about maybe having another kid?"
"What?" He asks brows furrowed as he pulls the covers down and joins you in the bed.
"Have you ever wanted another kid? I mean I love Christopher, but I was just curious." You explain, heart racing.
"Not really. I mean, I'm happy with Chris. He's a handful as it is and with him getting older, I don't know. I'm happy that the diaper changes and waking up to screaming is over." He says.
Anger surges through you at his admission. How could he say that? How could he openly admit to your face that he didn't want the baby growing inside of you...not that he knew about that, but that wasn't important.
"Were you even around for that?" You ask not thinking about what you're saying, just infuriated at him. "I mean didn't you enlist right after Shannon had Chris so didn't you pretty much luck out and miss all of those years?"
"What the hell are you saying?" He asks, confused at why you're attacking him all of a sudden.
"I just mean don't you not even know what it's like to be there for those years, so isn't that not a fair standard to measure it by?" You argue.
"What's going on with you?" He asks, turning to you, trying to contain his anger.
You scoff, "Nothing."
"Something's going on 'cause you're acting like a real bitch to me right now for no reason." He says. Instantly his face drops, realizing what he just said to you. "I-"
"Fuck you, Eddie." You say standing up and grabbing your coat. You don't listen to him as he follows after you, grabbing your keys and walking out of the house. You just get in your car and drive.
Eddie watches as you leave, slamming the door behind you. He really messed up this time. "Fuck!" He exclaims hitting the table. Your purse tips over as his fist makes contact with the table. a paper falling out. The paper catches his attention, the white clashing against the dark oak of the table. He reaches to put it back in your purse when the other side of the paper intrigues him. He turns it over to see a blob in the middle of the page. His face drops instantly, he runs his hand through his hair staring at the blob that is the reason for your outburst a few minutes earlier. He sighs texting Buck asking him to come stay with Christopher. 15 minutes later, a confused Buck shows up at Eddie's door.
"Uh...Everything alright? It's kinda late for a sleepover." He says.
"I messed up." He sighs stepping aside. After a quick explanation to Buck after letting him inside, Eddie is on his way out the door, texting everyone if you're with them. A few minutes into his search, Chimney texts back saying that you're there with Maddie and that he really messed up this time.
20 minutes later he's standing outside of Maddie's apartment, ultrasound in hand as he knocks with his free hand. Maddie answers, hands on her hips, brow raised at him, and sass written all over her face.
"I know, I know. Can I just talk to her?" He sighs. Maddie steps aside and lets him find you on the couch.
"Amor?" He asks cautiously, approaching you carefully.
"What do you want, Eddie?" You ask not looking at him.
"Can we talk?" He asks coming to sit next to you. The picture in his hand is what catches your eye. You look up at him with wide eyes, mouth slightly open. "When you asked me if I wanted more kids, you should have told me you were pregnant."
"I was trying to figure out how you would react." You explain.
"Just because it wasn't in my plan to have more kids doesn't mean I won't love this baby." He sighs.
"Well, when I broached the subject you didn't seem thrilled." You say sadly.
"Well, you started attacking me when I said I didn't want more kids." He says softly.
"I'm sorry." You say.
"Me too." He says taking my hand in his. "Come on, let's go home."
"Okay." You say taking his hand and standing with him. After saying goodbye to Maddie and Chim, you and Eddie make your way to his truck and start back home.
"So, how far along are you?" Eddie asks as we pull out of their driveway.
"6 weeks." You say quietly. He starts laughing and you look at him with amusement.
"Does that mean-" He cuts himself off with a laugh. "That we made a baby-"
"At Bobby and Athena's party, yep." You chime in laughing along with him.
He smiles taking your hand in his and kissing the top of it. Looking into his eyes, you knew that soon, everything would be back to normal and you'd have a new addition to your family.
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mrsbarnesxx · 2 years
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Marshmallows
Warnings: fluff, subspace, pet names( is that a warning), loki being cute, Natasha taking care of you.
You were in the kitchen of Stark tower just going about your business making some toasted marshmallows for a little snack. You poured about half of the bag of marshmallows onto the parchment paper lined baking sheet before you felt arms wrap around your waist.
“I think that’s probably a bit much for you, don’t you think, sweets?” Loki asks, slipping into his dom tone.
“No.” You reply almost immediately slipping into subspace.
“Why not, darling?” He questions softly, allowing you a chance to explain yourself.
“Cause Natasha and Wanda want some too.”
“Do they now, pet?” He asks softly.
“Mhm daddy.” You smile up at him.
“Hey Natasha!” Loki calls walking into the living room where Natasha is sitting.
“Yeah?” She asks turning her head to look at him.
“Did you ask Y/n to make you some marshmallows?” He asks.
“Yeah, why?” She responds.
“And you wouldn’t lie to me just so she wouldn’t get in trouble for making a half bag of marshmallows?” He questions.
“Why would I lie to you about your sub’s safety? Y/n’s my friend.” She says.
“Alright.” He says turning and walking back over to me. “Good girl.” He praises kissing my forehead. He takes my hand in his. “Come on, I’ll help you so you don’t hurt yourself.”
We walk to the kitchen and he helps me put the marshmallows in the oven. About a minute later, they are all toasted and he helps me take them out. As soon as he sets them on the stove I wrap my arms around his neck.
“Thank you daddy.”
“You’re welcome sweetheart, but it’s just Loki, alright.” He asks pulling away from me. “I need you to come back to me so you can go watch movies with your friends and I can go out with my brother.” He says stroking my cheek softly.
“No.” I whine softly curling further into his side and hiding my face in his chest.
“Hey, if you want, I’ll take care of her while you’re out. That way she doesn’t have to try to come out of her headspace.” Natasha says and he looks down at me.
“Would that be alright, darling?” He asks.
“Mhm.” I smile and he returns it along with a kiss on my forehead.
“Good girl.” He whispers. “Be good while I’m gone love.” He says softly.
“Okay daddy.” I say as he walks off.
“Let’s go watch the movie, alright sweet girl?” Natasha asks softly.
“Okay.” I smile nodding.
We watch the movie and Wanda rejoins us. They braid my hair and we eat our snacks.
“Looks like I left you in capable hands.” A soft voice muses from the doorframe.
“Daddy!” I exclaim rushing to hug him.
“Hi darling.” He smiles kissing my head.
“Missed you.” I murmur into his chest.
“I missed you too.” He says softly. “Come on, let’s go finish your movie.”
We walk back over to the couch and I cuddle into his side and he pets my hair as we watch the screen.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 9 months
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Hi! I loved your buddie x reader that you wrote and was wondering if you would be willing to write more? Maybe a protective buddie over reader? Thank you! 😊
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A/N: Hello, darling, I am so so sorry this took so long! I'm not familiar with Tumblr and took a short break. I wasn't exactly sure what to do with this, but I gave it my best go. If this wasn't what you wanted, feel free to message me again and I'd be glad to redo it for you! Enjoy! ❤️
Warnings: buck and eddie being protective, slight possessiveness, fluff, alcohol mention/consumption, eddie speaking spanish, mention of burns.
Summary: the ways your boys try to protect you
They always have to have some part of them touching you, whether it be an arm, a leg or even just holding your hand, it makes them (especially buck) know that you're still here and nothing bad has happened to you.
You didn't know what else you expected from your boys, but as soon as they parked the car. Your boys were opening the door for you, grabbing you hand and guiding you out of the car, one hand resting on the top of your head so you don't hit it on the top of the car. Buck's arm wrapping around your waist as Eddie holds the restaurant door open for you. You guys were going to meet the firefam for drinks, and of course, the boys being the clingy boys they are, they asked you to come because they can't go anywhere without their best girl. So here you are being ushered into the restaurant, Buck's large hand resting on your lower back as you three make your way to the table.
"You two are always so clingy." You tease. "Just wanna make sure you're safe cariña." Eddie smiles.
You're greeted by the team as you all sit down. "What can I get for you?" A waitress asks walking over to you guys. "Oh, um I'd just like a gin martini please." I smile at her. The drinks arrive and you being talking to Hen about med school. "So you must be so excited." You start and then you drop your phone from your lap straight onto the floor. You bend down to reach it and suddenly a large hand is on the edge of the table that your head was about to collide with. You smile softly up at Buck, grabbing onto the table for support to sit up. Instead you grab your glass and almost knock it off of the table, but of course, Eddie is there to catch your drink, and Buck you. "Thanks." You mumble sheepishly.
They won't let strain pasta or do anything with hot water
"Hey hey hey!" Buck exclaims rushing in from the living room. "Here, I got that." He says easily picking up the pot and pouring it into the awaiting colander in the sink. "I can do it myself, Buck!" You whine. "We know you can," Eddie comments, pecking your temple. "But we don't want to risk you getting hurt." "It's just water!" "Boiling water!" Buck interjects. "Yes, love, boiling water. We're trying to help, so let us." Eddie says with a final peck to your head before he's serving the pasta Buck set back on the stove, greeting Buck in the same way he greeted you.
The same goes for chopping anything, vegetables for dinner? forget it! fruit for a picnic? nope.
"Buck it's an apple. I'm fully capable of cutting it myself." You protest as he easily takes the knife from you. "Again. I have no doubt that you can. That doesn't mean I want you to. Too many people I care about have gotten hurt, I can't have that happen to you too." Buck says. "I seriously doubt any of them from cutting an apple." You mumble irritated by the situation. "Listen. I know you think that Buck and I are babying you, but we're just trying to make sure you don't get hurt." Eddie explains calmly. Stiffling a laugh at your grumpy expression and crossed arms. "We just care about you. And as Buck said, too many people we know have gotten hurt, ourselves included, so yes it's overkill, but it helps us know you're safe, okay?" "Okay." You smile.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 9 months
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Last friday night...
Warnings: implied smut, general slytherin chaos, mention of drinking, mention of threesomes.
Summary: Based on Last Friday Night by Katy Perry. Things get a little wild after the Slytherins win a match.
"There's a stranger in my bed." I say walking into the common room. "WHAT?" Astoria squeals. "Oi! There's a pounding in my head." Pansy groans. "There's glitter all over the room, girls." Theo notes coming down from the boy's dorm. "Pink flamingos in the lake." "I smell like a minibar." Theo comments sniffing himself. "Enzo's passed out in the yard." Pansy laughs looking out of the window. "Blaise came down from Pansy's room." Astoria giggles. "is this a hickey or a bruise?" I ask looking in the mirror. "Hickey." Mattheo says quietly. His hand comes to my hip, "That one's a bruise." "Pictures of last night ended up in the prophet." "I'm screwed." Draco groans. "Oh, well." Theo says. "It's a blacked out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled." Damn "Yeah, we danced on tabletops" Blaise says "And we took too many shots." Pansy says still holding her head. "Think we kissed, but I forgot." I say to Mattheo. "We did a lot more than kiss." He laughs running a hand along my back softly. "Yeah, we spent all of your money, Draco." Pansy says. "And got kicked out of the halls "So we hit the quidditch pitch." "We went streaking in the fields" "Skinny-dipping in the lake." "Then had a ménage à trois." Enzo says stumbling in. "Yeah, I think we broke the law," I laugh. "Always say we're gonna stop." Theo comments. "Never." We all laugh. I now notice Mattheo's arm around my waist and the pounding in my head. "So you two, huh?" Enzo nudges us. "Oh shove off." Mattheo says smiling arm still wrapped tightly around my waist.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 10 months
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heyy, are you comfortable with writing poly relationships? if not, no worries, but if you dont mind id like to request an eddie/buck/reader fic where reader is insecure slash unsure abt their place in the relationship
thank youu
I don't belong here
Absolutely love! I haven't written for poly!buddie before, but I'll give this my best shot. Hope you enjoy lovely anon ❤️
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Summary: You feel insecure about your relationship with the boys. They spend all of their time together, so of course they have chemistry, but you? Where do you stand in this relationship?
Warnings: negative thoughts, insecurity, Buck and Eddie being sweet, Eddie speaking Spanish! Fluff
The way they interacted seemed so natural. I mean it makes sense, they spend all day together while you watch Chris. You're able to work from home due to your job, so you spend most of your time with Chris and Carla. But Buck and Eddie, they spend most of their time together. Maybe that's how their romantic relationship blossomed, but now as you watch their effortless interactions, you wonder how you came to be with the boys. They seemed so natural together, and you? You felt like you had to work for every interaction, every flirty remark, every kiss.
"Oh yeah? You wanna go for the title?" Buck asks stepping closer to Eddie, almost caging him in to the counter.
"M-maybe I should go..." I say quietly as they talk, flirt really, as they move closer to each other.
"What?" Buck asks looking at me entirely confused as he gives Eddie a little space.
"I think I should go home." I say standing from the barstool in Buck's kitchen.
"Are you feeling alright?" Eddie asks coming to check on me. His hand brushes against my cheek and I turn away from his touch. He frowns, his brows furrowing.
"Cariña (dear), what's wrong?" He asks softly. I just look down, unable to meet his eye. His hand gently lifts my chin towards him, forcing me to meet his eye. He lifts his eyebrow at me softly.
"I-I don't belong here, Eddie." I say quietly as tears fill my eyes.
"What?" Buck asks stepping in, he cups my face in both hands. "What do you mean?"
"Are you having doubts about this...us?" Eddie asks almost numbly.
"I-I want this to work, but...." I take a deep breath as a tear falls down my cheek.
"Hey, you can talk to us." Buck says thumb caressing my cheek.
"You guys are so good together and I just feel like I don't really have a place in this relationship. I feel like the ex wife or the babysitter who stays home and watches the kid." I say honestly.
I watch Buck's heart break through his facial expressions alone.
"Sweetheart..." He says quietly. "I-" he decides to kiss me instead. His kiss is passionate and it's like he's trying to convince me that everything I just said wasn't true.
"We love you so much." Eddie says kissing my head as one of his and one of Buck's arms wrap around my waist. They pull me into a warm hug. I relax into their embrace.
"I love you guys too." I say softly.
"I'm so sorry we made you feel like that Cariña." Eddie murmurs into my hair.
"You complete us love." Buck says softly.
I smile into the hug from my boys. My boys....
Yeah. They were my boys. And I was theirs.
I hope you enjoyed love! Also, I'm a sucker for Eddie speaking Spanish, so I had to throw that in a little bit!
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mrsbarnesxxx · 3 months
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20 questions
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A/n: Just a blurb I have no idea what to do with, but it was funny to me.
Warnings: implied, references, and described smut
"Who was your worst shag?" Marlene asks.
"It had to have been Davey. And he wasn't all that bad, just the others were exceptional and he was...well average. He was a decent kisser, but too hesitant. I'm not sure he knew how to please a woman. He was exactly like the stories you're told about your first shag. Painful, quick, and unsatisfying." I explain.
"Have you ever faked an orgasm?" She asks pulling the next question out of the box
"Yes and let me tell you it was the best thing I've ever done." I laugh.
"They bought it?"
"Oh hell no. However, it did lead to me spread out with a man between my legs for an hour telling me never to do it again."
"Daaaaammmnn."
"What’s the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you during sex?"
"Um...his mum walked in."
"Oh shit."
"And then proceeded to yell down to his father that we were shagging and offered us protection."
"Oh no."
"And then his friend walked in and made a whole scene about how his 'little boy is all grown up'. Which led to the guy I was having sex with having to pull out and chase his friend around the room while I had to make small talk with his mum while I was only covered in a sheet. Then I had to spend the next few weeks with them for the holiday and every morning his mum would give us a rubber."
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mrsbarnesxxx · 27 days
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thinking about what modern!james potter would do when he sees that reader is sad. maybe some family issues, like her sisters get along with her family really well, and they go out and stuff and she just feels kinda left out? maybe with some self image problems? and james is there to save the day. thanks 🤭
You're KILLING me with these requests love! He would be so sweet. I'm so sorry this took so long. I was so lost on what to do with it for a while.
Warnings: poor self talk, slight angst, James potter being the absolute best boyfriend.
He starts to notice that you're acting off. The two of you have been spending the holidays with your family. You had introduced him to your sisters, of course, he was his naturally charming self and they had loved him. However, he had noticed a slight rift between you and them, nothing like Sirius and his family, more like a slight competition of sorts.
He'd notice their more expensive clothing, the inside jokes between them, the way they never bothered to include you in their outings. You tried to hide it, but of course he noticed. How could he not when he was completely absorbed by anything you do?
"What's wrong pretty girl, huh?" He asks sitting next to you on the couch and stroking your cheek
You fake a smile, his voice pulling you from your thoughts, "Nothing's wrong Jamie." You lie
"Nah..." he smiles pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you. "You can't fool me that easily. What's going on?"
You sigh debating how much to tell him. "It's just..." you sigh. "It's silly, but my sisters always just hang out with each other. They have their jokes between the three of them and I feel like they don't need me anymore. They never ask me to go to movies with them or shopping like they used to. It's like they've suddenly forgotten about me." You take a breath before continuing. "And then they're all so pretty and have boys dropping at their feet wherever they go and I didn't even have a boyfriend until you."
James smiles for some reason, he can't help it. You're so adorable when you're upset.
"Why are you smiling?" You shine curling into his chest.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He says smiling wider. "You're just so adorable." He presses a kiss to your head. "I know it must suck to feel like they don't need you, but it's a part of growing up. Maybe mention to them that you feel left out, or invite them out with you. As for the boys thing missy, you could have hundreds of boys falling at your feet, but you never even notice them. Like last semester, you didn't even notice when Amos Diggory was shamelessly flirting with you. Or the time Fabian Prewett knocked himself over in the library by staring at you."
"They did not!" You exclaim.
"Oh but they did. You ever wonder why Fabian broke his nose?" James smiles.
"Because of me?" You ask in disbelief.
"Because of you, you little minx." He smiles.
"Thank you, Jamie." You smile pressing a kiss to his cheek. He blushes a pretty shade of crimson before deflecting into a different topic.
"What do you want to watch?" He asks grabbing the TV remote.
"Ooh! Have you ever seen Despicable Me?" You ask excitedly.
"Is that the one with the weird yellow tic tacs?" He asks pulling a blanket over the both of us.
"They're called minions!"
"They look like tic tacs." He defends.
I smile clicking on the movie.
"Get ready for a looonnngg night, Potter. There are more than one of these." You smile.
"Oh no." He fakes a groan and yet the boy still smiles and presses play.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 2 months
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Bill Weasley x Malfoy!reader. Met at Hogwarts, dating since graduation. Bill brings reader home and Weasleys hate her/treat her like flour until bill snaps them they get to know her. End with fluff
Warnings: slurs/general unkind words (nothing too serious), fighting, angst, Bill being an absolute sweetheart
It wasn't easy growing up a Malfoy. Everything you did was under scrutiny. Everything was about blood status. Your parents barely spoke to you anymore now that you had "betrayed" them by dating Bill Weasley. You two had met at Hogwarts, you'd had classes together every year, and eventually, the two of you bonded about being the eldest in your family. Eventually, one summer day, Bill had asked you to marry him. Of course, you said yes, however, you were regretting saying yes to spending time with his family. You had gotten to the burrow yesterday afternoon and no one had said a word to you. Maybe they thought you'd be like your family, but they clearly weren't interested in getting to know you. They would look at you and scoff before turning away. You expected a bit of apprehension from them. Bill had told you this was the first time he had brought a girl home and your family didn't exactly help, but you hadn't expected them to be this bad. Over the last day, they had escalated from ignoring you to saying blatantly rude things. They would call you a blood supremacist, a snake, and all sorts of other things.
The second night you were there you had enough at dinner.
All of his brothers had been making subtle comments since dinner started, you'd expected one of his parents to say something, but it seemed they agreed with them.
"J'aimerais y aller, s'il te plaît." I whisper leaning over to Bill after his mother's latest jab.
"What? English is beneath you, princess?" Bill's brother Ron jeers.
"Alright, that's enough," Bill says standing up from the table. "All of you have been nothing but rude to my fiancee since we got here. None of you have bothered to get to know her or even ask her anything about her. You haven't even bothered to make polite conversation that anyone could tell was fake. What is wrong with you? You used to be the most loving people. I get the world is messed up, but that's no excuse for your behavior. Come on, let's go." He says, finally turning to me and extending a hand. I take it, offering a polite smile at his family before we leave the room.
"You have to understand that we never expected you to bring someone like her home." His mother exclaims. That seems to stop Bill in his tracks. He turns around to face his family.
"Someone like what? You don't even know her. You always said that you never cared about blood, but it seems you care about her's." He says. "Let's go."
He turns back to me, taking my hand and leading me upstairs.
"I'm so sorry, darling. I can't believe they acted like that tonight." He says pulling me into a hug.
"Bill, you can't be serious?" I ask pulling away from him. "They've been acting like that since I got here. You haven't heard your brothers' comments about my 'murderous heritage'? Or your sister asking me to pull up my sleeves to check for a snake on my left arm? Or your mother calling me 'one of those people'? The only person who has been remotely kind to me is your father and he just hasn't said anything to me."
"I'm so sorry. I should have paid better attention. I have no idea why they're acting like this." He says softly, caressing my cheek. "We'll go first thing in the morning, okay?"
"We can't go, Bill. We're supposed to be having the wedding here. In the backyard with your parents and the rest of your family." I explain.
"I don't care. If they're treating you this way, then they don't get to come to our wedding."
"Bill, they're your family!"
"And you are too." he says caressing my cheek. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want you to be the mother of my children, and in 16 days, you're going to be my wife, so that makes you the most important person in the world to me, okay?"
"Okay." I smile leaning up to kiss him.
As soon as our lips meet there's a knock on the door. We pull away from each other, Bill running a hand over his face before turning to his mother in the doorway. He doesn't say anything, simply looks at her waiting to see what she has to say.
"We're so sorry, Bill. We never meant to treat her like that...we're just...we're sorry. Please come back downstairs. We can start over." His mum offers.
I smile and take Bill's hand, "Please." I whisper trying to relax him.
"Okay." He nods looking at me.
I smile, interlocking our fingers before we head downstairs.
As we reach the table, anxiety fills my chest at what his family might say or if they never like me, but I know that none of that matters because I have Bill.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 9 months
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Sick
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Summary: you're sick and try not to get bucky sick.
Warnings: bucky being sweet, mentions of sickness, pet names.
You woke up with a soreness in the right side of your throat. Just enough to make you curse quietly, trying not to wake the super soldier on the floor next to you. You knew you were sick, but you were trying your hardest not to be. So carefully, you pulled yourself out of bed and walked to the kitchen. You made yourself a cup of tea, gargled with salt water, took medicine when you saw you had a low fever, and then tried to head back to bed.
You fell asleep quickly after that, the medicine taking effect and lulling you into slumber. You woke up with an arm wrapped around your waist, a cold hand stroking your side. Your eyes shot open upon realizing who it was. You couldn't get him sick, he had things to do!
"Bucky get away!" You scream shoving him away from you.
"What? Why, doll?" He asks confusion and hurt written on his face.
"I'm...sick and I don't want to get you sick." You admit quietly. You're shocked when he just chuckles at you, pulling you closer. "Bucky I'm serious!" You say squirming in his hold.
"Doll, super soldiers can't get sick." He whispers amused into your ear.
"Oh.." you mumble embarrassed. He presses a kiss to your temple, holding you close.
"Let me take care of you." He murmurs softly. All you can do is nod. Embarrassed that you forgot that he was a superhuman.
"You really can't get sick?" You ask.
"Nope. Haven't been sick since 1942." He confirms. "I'll take good care of you, doll."
"Thank you, Bucky." You say cuddling into his side.
"Always, Doll."
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mrsbarnesxxx · 9 months
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Hickies
S.B. x reader
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Warnings: hickies, implied smut, suggestive content, pet names (pretty girl), sirius being insatiable, implied oral (f! receiving)
Summary: Sirius admires the hickies on you and is more insatiable than before
"I actually quite like this one." He says pulling his towel from his waist just enough to reveal a purple bruise on his skin.
"Sirius." I groan blushing.
"Don't be shy now, love. Weren't shy earlier leaving them on me." He smirks at me and I blush harder. "Wish you didn't hold back. Love being covered in your pretty little bite marks. Like when we match." He says running his hand over my throat. He smirks when I tilt my head down, shying away from him. "Come here pretty girl." He smiles pulling me to sit next to him on the bed.
"You did so good for me my dear." He whispers pressing a kiss to my temple. "I love you so much." His hands ghost up and down my back.
I smile leaning into his side. "I love you too Sirius." He suddenly pulls me down so I'm lying on top of him, my towel falling from my body. He smirks, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Sirius!" I exclaim hitting his chest playfully as I roll off of his lap and beside him on the bed.
"Oh I love it when you scream my name." He teases.
"Sirius. We just got clean." I plead bursting into a fit of giggles as he rolls on top of me.
"The perfect time to get dirty again." He murmurs against the column of my neck.
"Love, we're meeting James and Lily for dinner." I remind him, gently guiding his face away from my neck.
"Ah yes, that does remind me," He smiles wickedly as he moves his head further down my body, "I am rather hungry." he smirks when he's eye level between my legs.
"You're insatiable." I giggle.
"What can I say?" He mumbles sucking a bruise into my thigh. "Love seeing you covered in my marks." I smile shaking my head.
"Come on pretty boy," I smile carding my fingers through his hair. "be quick."
Needless to say, neither of them made it to dinner with James and Lily. And frankly, James and Lily didn't expect them to. Sirius wasn't the only insatiable one in that relationship.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 9 months
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Grilled Cheese
Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, domestic bucky
Summary: you kind of have a thing for grilled cheese as of late
A/N: Just a short little blurb that popped into my head as I made yet another grilled cheese (probably my 7th of the week). This has been sitting in my drafts for a couple of weeks. Since, my obsession has died down a little. Enjoy!
"What are you making now?" Your husband chuckled, propping himself against the counter and raising an eyebrow at you. You smile turning around to look at him. He's in a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, hair slightly tousled from sleep.
You pout playfully, pursing your lips together before a smile breaks out across your face. "grilled cheese…"
Your response illicits a laugh from the man before you. "Again?" You nod happily going to flip the sanndwich. "Babe, that's like your fourth one today."
"Hey! It makes him happy!" You defend helplessly.
"Mhm." Your husband says stalking towards you. He pins you against the counter as he leans down for a gentle kiss. "Alright. You go sit down, I'll finish up your grilled cheese."
"Thank you!" You exclaim happily hugging his neck before he swats you off, playfully hitting your bum with the spatula as you walk away. You miss the way he watches you, a look of adoration in his eyes. That after everything he's done, you still look at him like he hung the stars himself. He's finally content in his life after years and years of torture and brainwashing. And in a few short months, his heart will be full again once your son comes into the world.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 3 months
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Me asking you guys to please send requests my way because I can't possibly work on one of my 30+ drafts.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 11 months
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Nightmares
Summary: you comfort bucky during a nightmare and eventually, help him sleep through the night
TW: angst, nightmares, brief descriptions of torture, flashbacks, trauma, mentions of Bucky's torture, Alexander pierce, PTSD, pet names, female reader
James?" You ask sitting up in your bed.
You turn on the light and look around to see he isn't there.
"James, sweetheart?" You ask again standing up and walking around the room.
"Buck-" you stop when you see him on the floor. Sweat covering his body. Chest heaving quickly. "Sweetheart?" You say softly trying to wake him up as you kneel beside him.
"No. No! Don't touch her!" You hear him yell before he shoots up. His breathing is erratic at best and his eyes are full of terror. "Y/n? I'm so sorry. Did I wake you?"
"No, sweetheart, you didn't. Are you okay?" You ask softly as your hand comes up to caress his face.
"Just another nightmare." He says sadly, stoic persona covering his emotions quickly.
"Don't do that, bucky. Talk to me. Let yourself feel things." You say a little frustrated.
"Okay. I'm sorry." He says face dropping. "It was awful. I'm not okay and I'm not sure when I will be or if I will be, but right now I'd like for you to go try to get some sleep. It's late."
"Only if you come with me." You propose.
"Okay." He says giving in easily.
This continues for a few nights, he'll wake up from a nightmare to you holding him. After the fourth night, things start to change.
They had you. They had somehow gotten to you on one of your missions before he could stop them. So now they had you and you were strapped down to a chair like they did to him.
"What shall we do to her first?" Pierce's voice rang through his ears. "Torture her, or inject her with the serum?"
"You touch her and I'll fucking kill you." He says roughly.
All of a sudden, everything changed. He heard a soft voice in his ear.
"I'm okay sweetheart." It said. "That's right baby. It's okay. Take a deep breath." It modeled a breath for him and he did it. "Good..good. now get some rest sweetheart. I'm right here. I'm safe. You've got me."
That was the first night in probably 70 years that he slept through the night. And slept well too.
He woke up in the morning to you lying next to him. His arms wrapped around your frame. Cuddled up and sleeping contently in the super soldier's embrace. You looked so fragile. So innocent. So sweet.
"I've got you."
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mrsbarnesxxx · 1 year
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34+35
Inspired by this TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRKCGrqY/?t=1
Summary: You try to flirt with Bucky and it goes a little too well.
Warnings: really bad flirting, sexual tension, sexual innuendos
"ugh!" You groan.
"What's wrong?" Wanda asks.
"I keep trying to subtly flirt with bucky but he never realizes it."
"Sweetheart, that's because he's stupid." Natasha laughs. "You've gotta be more direct."
"like what?" You ask.
"Ask him to have sex!"
"NATASHA!"
"And looks like here comes your chance." She says nodding to Bucky walking in the room.
"Morning." He greets gruffly.
"Hey, Bucky?" You ask standing up.
"Yes?" He asks.
"Would you say you're good at math?" You ask pulling yourself up onto the counter by him.
"Relatively, why? Struggling in Algebra?" He teases.
"I'm not in high school!" You laugh.
"You're not my age either, doll." He says. "Why do you ask? He repeats bringing us back to the question.
"What's 34+35?" You ask feigning innocence.
"69." He says.
"Okay.." you say touching his arm. "When?" You ask seductively.
"Whenever you want, princess." He says making your eyes go wide. You're fairly certain your mouth drops fully open. You recover rather quickly when you hear Natasha and Wanda laughing.
"How about now?" You tease touching his chest.
He grabs your waist, "Well, I would, doll, but we have a bit of an audience. Maybe better to move it to the bedroom this time. Unless you feel like putting on a show."
Your mouth falls open a second time. "You're too hard to keep up with, Barnes." You say shaking your head and walking off.
"Your room or mine?" He calls watching you leave.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 2 months
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Hi, I saw you were after requests and thought I'd send one in! I have a few in mind but o won't overload you with them all haha. I'm going to leave one or two here for Eddie diaz.
Reader feels ill at work but brushed it off as a bug or something and eddie asks if she's okay. When they get back from a call she gets out of the truck and nearly falls on the ground in pain. Eddie catches her and helps put her on a gurney. After they get to hospital they find out she has appendicitis and they risk her to surgery. After she's back in a room eddie is there holding her hand and she wakes up and it's all fluffy and cute especially when he takes her home and takes care of her. Chris could also turn up with a handmade get well soon card
The other idea is eddie plans on proposing to reader and discusses it with the team but eventually gets chris involved and eddie ends up on one knee when they are at the station or just come back from a call or something? All fluffy and cute.
Thank you! Hope this wasn't too much!
A/n: Not me having to google appendicitis symptoms even though I literally had it last year...
I'm working on the second idea and will post it ~here~ when I'm done
Warnings: mentions of fainting, mentions of hospital and all that jazz, mentions of sickness, slight angst, love confessions, female reader, Christopher Diaz
You had woken up feeling awful. Your whole body hurt, your back, your side, your stomach. You had a 24-hour shift today and since they were always short-staffed, you couldn't call out. You pulled yourself out of bed, pain shooting through your stomach. As soon as you made it to the kitchen, you took two Tylenol and got dressed for work. Once you reached the fire station, you sat in your car for a minute, trying to ignore the sickly feeling spreading throughout your body. Eventually, you got out of your car and walked in, changing and heading out to greet your friends. "Morning, Hen." You fake a smile, walking over to the coffee pot before deciding better of it and putting your cup away. "You feeling okay?" She asks giving you a raised brow. "Yeah, just feeling a little queasy. I think I had bad Chinese food last night." You smile waving her concerned glance off.
The alarm goes off just as Chimney, Buck, and Eddie start to get breakfast. They all sigh before we head to the truck. We head off towards a call of a small apartment fire with minor burns. You hop out of the truck when we get to the scene, immediately feeling really dizzy and queasy. Apparently hiding it poorly due to your slight swaying back and forth, Eddie comes over to stead you. His hands coming to rest on your waist lightly. "Woah, you okay?" He asks searching your eyes. "I'm fine Eddie." You assure him with a smile. "I just got a little dizzy."
He watches you throughout the whole call as you bandage a woman's first-degree burn on her arm. He watches you cautiously as you climb back into the truck, opting to stand behind you in case you try to fall again. His eyes catch yours as the truck backs into the station. He watches you the whole time you're getting out of the truck. Even offering you his hand. "I told you, Eddie. I'm fi-AH!" You exclaim, clutching your side as a sharp pain shoots through your right side. Eddie closes the 2-foot distance between you in a second, holding you as you faint in his arms due to the pain.
"CAP!" He yells moving to carefully set you on the ground. "What happened?" Hen asks rushing in with Cap and the others behind her. "I don't know, she just collapsed." He explains checking your pulse. "She grabbed her side and then just passed out." "Which side?" Hen asks looking up at him with wide eyes. Realization comes across his face as he looks up at her "right." "Okay, let's get her to the hospital, she could have appendicitis," Hen says. "Buck, chim, get a gurney."
They put you onto a gurney and load you into the ambulance before rushing you to the hospital. Eddie gets there in 3 minutes instead of the normal 5 or more it would usually take them.
"27-year-old female collapsed after clutching her right side, possible appendicitis, complained of upset stomach, bp stable, tachycardic, fever of 100.7" Hen explains once they reach the emergency entrance.
"Her appendix probably ruptured, we're going to have to take her into surgery right now." The doctor says wheeling the gurney away.
Eddie just watches as they wheel your unconscious form away. "Hey, she'll be okay," Hen assures him softly. "Why don't you go wait for her?" "I can't I have work and then Christopher-" "We'll take care of everything. Go sit with your girl." Hen smiles putting a hand on his shoulder. Eddie gives her a puzzled look. She just laughs, "Please. You think we didn't notice the two of you giving each other googly eyes every day?" Eddie laughs, giving her a hug before heading inside. After about an hour, a doctor comes to the waiting room and finds Eddie.
"Excuse me, sir?" She says and Eddie snaps his head up. "Your friend is out of surgery. It went very well. Her appendix had burst, so we have her on antibiotics and will have to monitor her for a few days to make sure she doesn't develop an infection." "Can I see her?" He asks standing up. "Of course, I'll take you to her now." She smiles and leads him to your room. "She's still under anesthesia, so she'll probably be asleep and a bit groggy for a while, but you're welcome to sit with her." "Thank you." He says giving the doctor a small smile before walking to the chair next to your bed. "You scared me, Vida mía." He says taking your hand and pressing a kiss to it.
Eddie responds to the messages he has asking how you are. Telling everyone that you'll be okay. You start to shift suddenly causing him to stop the text he was writing to Buck and look up at you.
"Ow," is the first thing you say. Eddie smiles so big hearing your voice again. A part of him didn't know if he would ever hear your voice again. "What happened?" You ask seeing that you're in the hospital.
"Your appendix burst. They have you on antibiotics and you should be fine." He explains never letting go of your hand.
"I guess it wasn't the Chinese food." You groan dropping your head.
"No it wasn't." He says sadly. "I wish it had been."
"What are you doing here? What about work? What about Chris?" You ask suddenly.
"Relax," he says softly his thumb caressing the back of your hand. "you're going to hurt yourself if you keep worrying. Bobby understands, told me to stay with you. Chris is fine. He's at school and then Carla is going to get him. And I'm going to stay here with you."
"Okay." You smile looking over at him. "Eddie.." you whisper a minute later.
"Yeah?" He asks.
"Come here." He stands up and walks closer to you, leaning down to be able to hear you. What he doesn't expect is for you to wrap a hand around the back of his neck and pull his lips to yours. Not that he's complaining. He's not at all. He's just shocked. He never would have expected you felt the same way.
"Thank you." You whisper after pulling away from his lips. "For staying with me."
"Always." He smiles.
"Y/n!" Christopher exclaims coming into your room. "Hey!" You exclaim sitting up to see him better but wincing in the process. "Careful." Eddie chastises you. You just glare at him before turning back to his son. "What are you doing here, buddy?" You ask as he reaches you. "I came to see you. The team and I made cards." He explains. "Yeah?" You ask and he holds up a stack of paper cards. You try not to laugh at the sass he inherited from his father. "Here, why don't you hop up here so you can show me?"
He does just that. Carefully maneuvering his way onto your hospital bed. He sits next to you and flips through each card. Finally you get to his, it's a card with a drawing of you on the front. You and him and Eddie. Your heart melts as the boy shows you this. He opens the card to reveal a message he wrote
Get well soon y/n. We miss you.
P.s. my dad is in love with you
You can't help but laugh at the message inside. "Thanks, Chris." You smile before looking over to Eddie. He has the biggest smile on his face watching you entertain his son. He doesn't think he could fall any more in love with you.
"You should be at home with Chris." You complain as Eddie helps you into your apartment. "Chris is fine. He's at home with Carla." He says unlocking your door and walking through the door. "I'm fine, Eddie. I can take care of myself." He only gives me his sassy look to which you roll your eyes. "You can't stand by yourself or walk up the stairs. How exactly do you plan to take care of yourself?" He asks. "I can take care of myself just fine, Diaz." You insist with sass of your own. "Just...let me take care of you, okay? You could have died." He sighs. "Okay." You smile as he helps you into your bed.
"Are you hungry?" He asks
"There's no way in hell I'm letting you cook for me Diaz. I'm not getting food poisoning." He just flares at you. "I'm fine, Eddie. Just...lay with me?"
"Whatever you want." He smiles climbing into bed next to you, wrapping an arm around you.
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mrsbarnesxxx · 10 months
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I can't seem to tag you in this, but I hope you enjoy love! (Same person who requested Bad Dreams)
Summary: Fred has a nightmare and you comfort him
Warnings: nightmare (not described), fluff.
I should have expected it. There was a war going on. Of course he'd be struggling, we all were, but still it shocked me when I woke up to Fred shifting around.
"No...no." He mumbles in his sleep.
"Sweetheart, wake up." I say shaking him softly. He just groans, turning away from me.
"Darling." I say kissing his cheek.
"Love?" He asks softly, trying to seem strong, but his tear filled eyes betray him.
"shh...you had a nightmare love." I say softly as I pull him into my chest. I card my hands through his soft ginger hair. "I've got you sweetheart." I say pressing soft kisses to his head.
"They-they got you." He cries softly. The brokenness in his voice breaks me.
"Shh...it was just a dream love. I'm here. They don't have me. We're safe." I whisper rubbing circles on his back.
"We're safe." I whisper as his breathing evens out. "Goodnight Freddie."
I'm so sorry this was so short and that it took so long!
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