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winterspiderpurrs · 2 months
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Okay okay
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Years before Alpha Tony and Omega Peter were engaged. But then Tony took over another fraction of the Mafia. And after a big fight, he broke off the engaged.
It's been 10 years.
Tony got into the elevator. He was attending a tech conference in town. Maybe he has wife maybe he just has a gf there with him.
But then he notices the Alpha of the Russian mob stopping the elevator to get on. Bucky Barnes. The Winter Soldier. He had only taken over 9 years before. He had worked in the background before. Was more of a shadow. When they met 5 years back, Tony questioned him. All he said was, "Priorities changed"
They were corgual but rarely interacted. They nod at each other. But then a little girl ran into the elevator, laughing. Followed by who Tony realized is Peter. His Peter. The Peter he pushed away. Who quickly holds the little girls hand, smiling softly down at her. Not appearing to have noticed Tony in the back of the elevator.
" Daddy! Can we go swimming later!"
"Maybe, ask your папа"
The little turns to Bucky " Please папа!"
Funny enough the little girl has big brown eye's, that don't match Bucky's.
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starkrpro · 8 months
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tony making peter do stretches every single day. not for his physical well-being, but so that tony has a little bit of entertainment before work. there is literally no point in pete doing this whatsoever on top of his training, and he knows it, tony knows it, but clearly the rest of the avengers aren’t as aware.
cue bucky walking into peter’s bedroom without knocking one morning because peter doesn’t like coffee, and bucky found a brand that he is eager to show peter. it’s decaf, and god, he’s annoyed at having to start a new batch of coffee and kool-aid every time the kid visits just because they can’t agree on a goddamn beverage.
after entering the boy’s room? the bag of coffee falls from bucky’s grip, all three men staring blankly at each other in slight disbelief. peter, his lovely, angelic peter, has his legs around his head while tony’s watching him like he’s starving and pete’s the first meal he’s had in weeks. considering the fact that peter would have yelled at bucky for help by now if it was actually necessary, bucky has the faintest idea that peter may be more fucked up than he could have ever expected, or it’s totally innocent and he’s the fucked up one.
his eyes drift away from the angel on the yoga mat, to tony, who’s clearing his throat.
“believe it or not, barnes, i’ve gotten pretty good at sharing over the last few years.” a wink is sent his way, along with tony patting the spot next to him on the bed. he proposes his offer as if it’s the most casual thing ever, as if observing peter in such a way is something that comes naturally to everyone. for some reason, peter’s permission doesn’t matter if tony’s willing to do it. why wasn’t peter objecting?
bucky is convinced he’s possessed as his legs start dragging him to the best seat in the building. it also takes him a moment to realize why peter is always so out of breath and flushed during breakfast—it’s definitely not due to the stretching.
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marvelnatasha · 1 year
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Peter: I love murder mysteries!
Bucky: I've been a suspect in a couple murder cases.
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winter-spiders · 4 months
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Thinking about Bucky being obsessed with Peter’s thighs and ass
(sorry ive been so inactive, i havent been on tumblr in so long lmaoo)
Imagine Peter laying down on his stomach, face resting in a pillow while Bucky is between his legs, sucking marks into his thighs and hands groping his ass.
Imagine Bucky buying lingerie for Peter that extenuates his ass so much that Bucky cant stand it and rips it off so he can finally feel that ass wrapped around him again.
Imagine Peter waking up to Bucky laying between his legs, his face buried in his ass as he rims his hole till its throbbing red.
Imagine Peter teasing Bucky by wearing a big shirt (and only a big shirt) that shows off his legs and Bucky just dropping to his knees and licking at his thighs just to feel the supple skin against his tongue.
Imagine Peter waking up early and cooking for Bucky before Bucky walks into the kitchen and bending Peter over the counter and fucking his thighs until his cum is dripping onto the floor and counter in front of them
Bucky loves Peters thighs and ass more than anything else.
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dragonstar2568 · 6 months
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Marvel au : where Peter Parker is Judy Hopps and Flash is Gideon Gray, and (whoever your favorite ship for peter) as Nick Wild !!!!!
(It would be cute if they still had there animal ears<3)
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justan-0-t-h-3-r · 2 years
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So, Bucky and Peter.
They have a pretty hot and intense relationship after they lose their significant others.
It's purely sexual, the thing being though, Peter becomes a tease because as much as he would love to let Bucky bend him over, his senses are always on high, and he gets overwhelmed very easily yet he's worried to safeword, especially when Bucky gets Winter Soldier-like when he's turned on.
Until one day it happens. And Peter tries so hard to keep quiet to a point he ends up crying and Bucky automatically stops to comfort him, reassure him, stroke his head, kiss his cheek. Let's him know he's safe.
That's when they shift from sexual to romantic.
The big scary assassin has the softest side Peter has ever seen and he's immediately smitten.
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barnesify · 2 years
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omega peter who lives and works in an omega cafe (kinda like a cat cafe, i guess?) business men hold meetings there, spend some time with adorable omegas and drink coffee, makes business deals much less stressful
any alpha (though personally i prefer bucky) visiting with work and finding peter irresistible, constantly returning to see him and becoming super jealous when he returns one morning to find him serving another customer, decides to try and convince peter to leave his job and live with him
This is so messy but here you go!!
It’s a busy day today, Peter thinks as he watches a group of well suited business men enter the establishment. Most are middle age, with beards and beer bellies. Other’s are well fit and young. Peter doesn’t mind either one. It’s his job, and he’ll always commit to it, no matter what an alpha looks like.
Peter really does love his job. He get’s doted on by alpha’s, tipped well, and he gets to wear the prettiest dresses as a uniform. Who wouldn’t want that?
One of the men who walks in catches his eye. One he’s never seen before. He has long hair and stoic eyes but one of his buddies pats his shoulder and he receives a smile in return. Peter dusts himself off as the men seat themselves at a wide table and he ushers over with mugs and coffee. There’s 6 men in total, three on each side, including the man with the long hair. Peter catches his eye for a moment before clearing his throat.
“Hello, I’m Peter, I’ll be your server today.” The omega smiles wide, filling each mug with coffee and grabbing his little notepad. “Will you be getting anything to eat today, or do you all need a moment?”
One of the alpha’s closest to him smirks and reaches his hand out to touch his hip. There’s no rules against touching, as long as the omega is okay with it. And lord is he okay with it. Being a college omega with barely any income means that he’s constantly touch starved. So he gratefully let’s the alpha pet him. “I think we’ll be needing a moment, sweetheart.” The man with a goatee grins and presses his hand against the small of Peter’s back.
The men coo at Peter and he blushes prettily for them. Eventually all of them want a turn at smelling and petting the omega. So he comes around the table, finally stopping at the man with dark hair and dark eyes. Peter can’t help but feel shy. He leans down onto his knees and presses his head against the alpha’s thigh.
“Aren’t you the cutest?” He coos, voice coming out in a rough, soft tone. The alpha gently reaches down to pet his soft curls. “Peter. Pretty name for a pretty ‘mega.”
Their meeting ends swiftly. Peter doesn’t want them to go, but he sees the long haired man come up to the cash register with a card in hand. “I hope you had a good time today..” The omega smiled, taking the card and swiping it to pay. The name on the card reads, ‘James Buchanan Barnes’ and Peter smirks a little. “..James.” Peter winks and hands the card back.
The so called ‘James’ just chuckles and takes the card. “Call me Bucky.” He says instead, his teeth flashing dangerously. “We had a wonderful service. You definitely made it all the better. Sweetest scent I’ve ever smelled, darlin.’” The petname sends shivers down Peter spine as he swallows.
“I’m glad. Come back again soon!” The omega calls, and then the alpha is gone.
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Bucky has been coming everyday for the past week. At first, it was with his work buddies, but now he comes alone. He always requests Peter. And Peter is always at his beck and call. They spent each and every morning together, while Bucky eats breakfast and sips coffee. Bucky opts that the omega eat too, despite Peter denying him. Saying, “Bucky, I’m not allowed!” but he sneaks a few bites of his pancakes anyway.
They chat about anything and everything. About how Peter is still in school, at NYU, learning about Engineering and Astrophysics. How he barely has enough money to make it through the week without skipping meals. How he’s drowning in debt. But the good things, too. How Peter has two friends named Ned and MJ. And how Flash is ‘sorta my friend, but he pretends we’re not.’
It reminds Bucky of when he was young. Of when he and Steve used to eye pretty girl omegas on their way to school. But it’s different now. Steve’s been gone for 2 years already. Bucky vents about how lonely he is. How he lives alone with a cat named Alpine and too much money to spend all by himself.
Which is why Bucky feels infuriated when he walks into the Cafe one morning, looking for Peter when he spots him over by the booths. Sitting with some alpha that Bucky’s never seen before. It makes his blood boil and he walks to the counter. “Can I request Peter?” He asks, like he does every morning, but the young woman at the register gives him a sympathetic look.
“I’m sorry, sir, but he’s booked for this morning. I can book you for tomorrow, though?” The woman responds kindly, but Bucky won’t take no for an answer.
He stalks over to the booth, trying to keep his rage concealed when he sees the possessive grip the unknown alpha has on Peter’s thigh.
“Peter.” Bucky says, trying to force a smile but it comes out as a weird grimace. The alpha doesn’t look much older than himself.
Peter looks genuinely surprised as he gazes at Bucky. “Oh, Bucky, I’m sorry, I’m booked for this morning. I—I didn’t even know this gentleman had booked me the day before.” He explains hastily, and Bucky can tell he isn’t lying.
“Bucky, is it?” The mystery man smiles and squeezes Peter’s thigh. “Hello. I’m Quentin. But you can call me Beck.” Beck reaches out his hand to shake Bucky’s but the alpha ignores it. Who the fuck does this guy think he is.
Peter smiles, painfully oblivious at the tension between the two alpha’s.
“Peter’s mine.” It comes out in a rush of words. Bucky immediately regrets it as soon as he says it. “Shit— no, I meant— I booked him for this week. He’s not— not my omega.” Bucky shakes his head and his mood instantly saddens when he sees the pout on Peter’s lips.
“Bucky.. I’m in the middle of work. Can you please leave until later? You’re interrupting.” Peter says, and despite his words, his voice is so soft and gentle that Bucky almost crumples to his knees. What has he done? Peter isn’t his omega. This is just what he does for work. He’s sure he chats up alpha’s all the time, as long as he can get a good tip. Bucky feels angry with himself for ever believing that he felt something more.
So alas, Bucky leaves the two, and comes back later to see Peter washing up. It’s late, now, the sun is going down and Peter looks tired. The man clears his throat, “Peter, I’m sorry about earlier—“
He’s cut off by the look on Peter’s face. Tears filling his eyes as the omega rings his cloth nervously. “I was so scared. I didn’t know where you were— I’ve never seen that man before in my life. He started talking to me like I knew him.” The omega hiccuped and Bucky’s heart breaks.
“Oh. Oh, darling,” Bucky walks around the counter to engulf Peter in his arms. The poor boy sniffles and buries himself there. “I’m sorry. I should’ve— should have done something. I felt so bad. I felt so— angry. Jealous.” The alpha admitted and kissed Peters temple. “It’s not safe for you here, if that guy keeps coming back. Please. Please, I’m asking you now, Peter Parker, will you please be mine? I can take care of you— provide for you, I can go to work and you don’t have to.”
Peter lets out a soft sob and Bucky can feel him nod against his chest. Suddenly, his dead heart feels warm. All those memories, of Steve leaving him— he forgets. He feels safe and full of love for this little omega right here in his arms.
“I want to be yours.” Is the next set of words he gets, before soft lips are crashing against his.
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mattiecrypt · 2 years
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Prompt Request? :) if you'd like it.
Peter being fucky-wucky'd up by science and ending up in a female body and being touched for the first time?
Sorry for not seeing this earlier!!
It’s not entirely Dr. Bruce’s fault, truly. Peter had happily volunteered to be sandwiched between some of the greatest scientific minds of the generation before him. With Dr. Reed Richards, Dr. Bruce Banner, and Dr. Otto Octavius all taking care of him, there was no way that anything would go wrong, right?
Wrong. So, so wrong.
Turns out that Peter was bitten by a female spider. And that would normally be fine, if they hadn’t constantly pumped a chamber full of female pheromones to try and cause a male’s reaction when instead, the foreign pheromones just activated his own.
Forcing him through the most painful transition. His already small genitals— they never really grew more after he was bitten— feeling on fire, even hotter than the rest of his sweating body. He can’t help it, he starts tearing at his clothes, anything to relieve the heat before he’s forced to bang on the emergency stop button that is built into the pheromone chamber.
The brunette stumbles to the intercom, frantically pushing the button. “Mr. Banner?” He whimpers out, “I’m scared, everything is so hot.”
“That’s normal for male spiders, Peter. They usually eat their mates after breeding, you’re probably just experiencing symptoms from that.” Bruce’s voice rings clear throughout Peter’s sensitive ears, “Just try to hold on, only a minute left to go.”
Peter screams out in pain as he feels his chest light aflame, his heart feeling as if it’s bursting. He crumples onto the cold metal floor, screaming as he barely survives whatever is going through his body. At this point, his entire body is incinerating, slowly turning to ash.
But like a phoenix, he arises from the ash anew. Stumbling out of the machine the second the door slides open, clutching his chest that seems weirdly… bigger? But he doesn’t really care, can’t care because he’s free from that prison.
“Doctor Banner?” His voice sounds higher, more feminine but he chalks it up to the amount of pheromones he inhaled.
“Peter? Is that… you?” All three scientists are gathered around him, careful not to touch him.
“What? Of course it’s me.” There it is again, that feminine voice. Peter tries and fails to clear his voice before tucking his long brown hair behind his ear.
Wait, long hair? Peter doesn’t have long hair. He doesn’t even have medium hair. He stares horrified at the long, curly locks that now grace his head. “You guys gave me long hair?? What the fuck!”
“Peter… that’s not all that we apparently gave you.” Bruce is blushing, but staring directly at Peter’s crotch and Peter is shaking as he slowly looks down.
Large, voluptuous breasts block his view of his genitals, making him scream as he realizes the scientists were still staring. “D-Don’t look! What the fuck did you guys do to me!” Peter scrambles for his lab coat, still hanging beside the machine where he left it. Pulling it tight around his body to keep himself covered.
“Well, Peter,” Doctor Richards starts, finally averting his gaze, “You must have been, uh, bitten by a female spider, instead of a male like we thought. Unless the pheromones were just so strong that they completely overtook your masculine ones, but that’s practically imposssible. Most likely, you were bitten by a female and these pheromones activated your uh… latent feminine qualities.”
“They weren’t latent!! They were nonexistent, I was a man before this!!” Peter squawks indignantly, “What am I supposed to tell my gay boyfriend? ‘Hey babe, I know you only like dick, but guess what, I’m a woman now? Don’t know how to go back so I guess you’ll have to break up with me?’.” Peter can’t help but feel the rush of tears hit him, way quicker than they would have previously. Obviously his hormones were still adjusting from the pheromones, and it’s definitely not him because why would it be? Everything is the fault of these stupid fucking scientists that Peter trusted.
“Peter, everything will be all right. We just shove you back in there with male pheromones and you’ll be fixed.”
“Painlessly?”
“Well… no. If this was painful, then it will probably be worse going back.”
“Can you at least put me to sleep for it?” Peter begs.
“I suppose we could.” Bruce interrupts, “But we’ll need to find a medical person for that. Give us some time.”
“How long do you want me to live like this?” The spiderling cries, “I can’t live like this forever. I don’t even know if my boyfriend will stay with me.”
“Not long.” Bruce soothes him, finally placing a single hand on Peter’s shoulder, “Just a few weeks. Maybe two or three.”
“Two or three weeks?” Peter whispers quietly, “You promise?”
“Yes, Pete. I promise.”
[2 Hours Later]
It takes two hours for the scientists to clear Peter to leave. Two long, agonizing hours of not being able to text Bucky and tell him what happened. Two hours of being poked and prodded and measured… measured a lot. Specifically around his new breasts. Multiple times by every single scientist.
Needless to say when he finally made it back into his street clothes, he was relieved. But not for long as he hits the pavement, ready to walk back home to his place in Queens.
Peter hates walking down the street in his new body. Hates the way men suddenly paid attention to him, how many tried asking to take him out to lunch, grab coffee, get his number… and they really did not like taking no for an answer. It was scary when one guy tried to grab him by the wrist, pulling his arm so hard that if he wasn’t a super-hero, his arm would probably come out of its socket.
Peter was unable to save himself, his new body sensitive after the transformation that he couldn’t even peel the disgusting human’s fingers off him. Even as he struggled in the man’s grasp, nobody came to help him in the streets of Queens. Nobody even batted an eye as they passed him, further cementing just how many girls must feel this same terror in his head.
Why hadn’t this been his first concern? Getting home wasn’t even on his radar as an issue, but now trying to make his way back to the apartment he shares with Bucky, he sees the mistake he made.
As soon as the man currently holding his wrist loosens his grasp, Peter takes off, pulling his backpack closer to him as he dodges down a random alleyway.
He can figure out where he is later. For now he just wants to be off the dangerous street— and make a note to himself to start helping guide any college girls home.
Peter groans as his back hits the brick wall, finally losing the man that had chased him. “Fuck, what did I do to deserve this?” He grunts aloud, throwing his backpack into the opposite wall. “This is bullshit!”
He groans, looking down at his feminine body, crying a little as he shoves his hand into his pocket, pulling out his brand-new Starkphone. Peter doesn’t even bother to look at who he dials, just needing somebody, anybody would come get him. Save him. Fix him. Just… help him.
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kurogxrix · 5 months
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me when the READER in the X READER has a name:
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like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁
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moonxnite · 4 months
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y’all ever fantasize about a fictional character a little too hard to the point you’re convinced you should be admitted to a mental hospital?
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l0caltiredgirl · 11 months
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me @ y/n when they do something i’d never do:
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like babe this isn’t us ?? get it together
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winterspiderpurrs · 6 months
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Prompt - if you’re so inclined : ABO fic that starts off Spidershield, but ends up Winterspider - Steve abandons Peter on the eve of their mating/wedding bc some call (author’s choice) begs him to come back to them and Bucky steps in as an alternate. Unknown to Peter, Becky’s always loved him but stayed silent due to loyalty to Steve. And unknown to Bucky, Peter liked him back, especially when he attempted to smooth over all the times Steve ignored or dismissed Peter.
At the hotel Bucky was hanging his suit up to make sure he it didn't have wrinkles. He sighs and then goes to stand out on the balcony. Digging into his pocket to pull out his cigarettes to light one.
Tomorrow was the big day. Steve was finally going to get married to Peter. They had dated for a few years now. He was kinda surprised when Steve told him he was going to propose. He honestly didn't think they would have lasted as long as they did.
He was happy that Steve found someone as sweet and loving as Peter. Peter got along with everyone, and could dish it out like the best of them. And it didn't help that Peter smelt so amazing. Bucky has never been so attracted to a scent before.
But once Steve introduced the omega to him, he knew he could never have him. Couldn't do something like that to Steve. Even if his inner alpha was screaming at him.
Especially ever since he walked in on Steve talking down to Peter once. He knew it wasn't for the first time, either. How many times have they arrived and Steve is all smiles, and Peter eyes were a little watery. He shakes his head before he takes another drag of his cigarette.
He stayed out on the balcony to smoke a few more cigarettes before he heard the sound of Steve coming into the room. They decided for the night before to stay in the same room for now since tomorrow Steve and Peter would be in the honeymoon suite before flying out to go to Cancun. Steve really wanted to go there, Peter agreed though he had wanted to somewhere else, either California or even getting a cabin in the smokey mountains if they weren't going over to Europe somewhere.
He slides the balcony door open to step into the room.
" Hey Stevie what took.... what are you doing?"
Bucky frowns at Steve who is currently packing his bags in a hurry. Steve froze and looked up at Bucky, like he forgot they were sharing a room.
" Uh ...shit. Something came up."
Bucky blinks.
" And it can't wait? You're getting married tomorrow."
Steve starts back up packing. Zipping up his bag.
" I'm not."
Bucky stares.
" Your not... what? What's going on Steve? I can go get Peter if you.."
" No!"
Steve clears his throat and got closer to the door. He sighs runs his fingers through his hair.
" Peggy called. She is back stateside... we had dinner... I've moved my flight to tonight. She and I are going to Cancun."
" your going to...what the fuck about Peter? Are you shitting me right now Steve?"
" You know how I love Peggy. This is my chance"
" Again What About Peter?"
" You know that things weren't great between us. But he wanted marriage and"
" Cut the bullshit Punk. He wanted to be married before he got knotted. That doesn't mean he was pushing to be married. YOU proposed to him. YOU were the one who talked about marriage. "
Bucky walked quickly over to Steve, shoving him.
" Why even put him through this? You know how devastating this is going to be for him? My god Steve. How stupid do you have to be? "
" Hey now! Are you my friend or his? You should have my back in this"
Bucky sighs and rubs his own face. " I'm your friend you Know that Steve. But... are you sure? Cause once you go... I don't think Peter would take you back. Hell. Tony and Natasha might even kill you for this"
" It's a chance I'm willing to take. I dont want to be with him"
" hell of a time to decide that. Kudos for atleast not going through with but damn how did Peter take it?"
Steve looks down and then at the door.
"He doesn't know"
Bucky blinks and then throws a punch into the wall.
" Are you fucking kidding me? What were you gonna do? Just let him get all dolled up for the wedding and just not show up?"
" If you care so much why don't you just fucking marry him?" Steve snares back at Bucky.
" Maybe I fucking will. Any Alpha would be proud to have someone like Peter. I hope its worth it Steve. Shit."
Steve turns and glares at Bucky. Not really believing that Bucky would actually try to get with Peter. But he still felt unjustifiable possessive of the little omega.
" Your not his type"
" Your right. I'm an ass but I don't hide it"
Steve sighs and opens the door. " I'll let you know when I land. After things.... cool down let me know. "
Bucky shakes his head.
" Your unbelievable Steve. Just go. I'll figure something out with this."
"Thanks"
Steve leaves and Bucky is left in the hotel room steaming still. God. This was a horrible situation. He paces for a while, goes back to the balcony, smokes through the rest of his pack of cigarettes. Before he sighs and calls Tony.
" Hey Buckaroo, why you calling so late? Cap not getting cold feet huh?" Tony laughs and Bucky takes a deep breath.
" Does Peter have a passport?"
" Does Peter have a... of course he does but he doesn't need one for Cancun."
" Do you still owe that villa in Italy?"
Bucky could hear some shuffling going on in the background of the phone. Pepper asking Tony what was going on.
" Yeah. Steve decided to surprise Pete with a honeymoon he wants?"
" If Peter agrees... can you fly us out tomorrow?"
" Yeah sure can get you the jet but... wait.. pause a second. Key word there. 'Us' as in you steve and Peter? Is this a thruple situation I've never been told about?"
Bucky could tell Tony was getting worked up.
" No throuple situation. Me and Peter"
There was silence on the line. Then you could hear something being thrown and Happy could be hear coming into the room.
" You and Peter having an affair"
"No."
Tony growls through the phone.
" It's Steve isn't it"
" Yeah... he just left"
" God damnit"
" I'm going to tell Peter..."
" He doesn't even know?! I'll kill him i swear to god."
" just... let me talk to Peter"
" he is on the 7th floor, room 715"
And thats how Bucky ended up knocking at Peter's hotel room door.
Peter opened the door smiling but then saw the look at Bucky's face.
His should sag and his eyes water a little.
" He... isn't coming tomorrow...."
Bucky shakes his head.
" I'm sorry Doll"
He moves to gather Peter in his arms, walking them into the room before closing the door.
" I talked to Tony... how about we get out of here yeah? We can go tour Italy... forget all this."
Peter sniffles.
" What about the venue? Oh god what am I gonna tell May?"
Bucky licks his own lips, looking to the side before moving to take a step away from Peter.
" I know that... we aren't close.... close as we could be given.. the circumstances...but.."
He shuffles his feet, nervously running his hand through his long hair. Huh his bun must of fallin out.
" if you Peter would have me.... I'll love to prove to you... every day how much I care about you... how much I could love you"
Peter sits down on the edge of the bed staring up at Bucky.
" What... what do you mean...Jamie... I.."
Bukcy kneels down infront of Peter, grasping his hands.
"I'll marry you tomorrow. Fuck Steve. I know I'm not the..best Alpha out there. But I promise I will always take care of you Peter Parker."
" Barnes"
" Yeah Doll?"
" Peter Barnes... if.. if we go through with this"
" Are you sure? "
Peter bites his bottom lip nodding.
" Even when... when I was with Steve... it was always you taking care of me... when I was sick... when Steve would cancel... you... I've always liked you Jamie... just.. never got to ... explore that. I .. I don't cheat. "
" Tomorrow, it's me and you at that alter then Doll... Tony is gonna fly us to the villa right after... and we can deal with the rest when we get back... I bet Tony will get everything ready."
Steve didn't know what happened til after he came back to his apartment after two weeks away.
No one saw Peter and Bucky til almost two months later. They had just gotten back from their extended honeymoon, touring Italy, then France. Both sporting tans and Peter? The start of a very small baby bump. Twins apparently ran in the Barnes family.
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I hope you liked this! Kinda did my own spin to the request, but I enjoyed the ask very much!
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starkrpro · 2 years
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bucky takes peter to the movies one day and afterwards when he drives pete home, peter says “thank you” and hurries inside so he doesn’t waste bucky’s time.
bucky tells tony about this over coffee and tony just snorts, “did you specify that it was a date?”
his eyes sort of widen and he shifts uncomfortably in his chair. “it was implied! i put my arm around him and everything!”
tony repeats, “but did you specify?”
“why would i have to ??? i put my arm around him and walked him to his apartment!”
tony clears his throat, takes out his phone and calls peter: “hey, are you able to come to the lab on thursday?” he puts it on speaker for bucky to hear, making a point to not actually tell peter to come.
“yeah, my schedule’s clear all week, basically.”
they say their goodbye’s and hang up.
peter never shows up to the lab on thursday, and bucky facepalms because he never noticed how oblivious peter was before.
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marvelnatasha · 2 years
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Peter: I've already sent good vibes your way Mr.Barnes… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them!
Bucky: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.
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natti-ice · 24 days
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18+ mdni
Me: “fuck, I need his cock”
Him: *is literally just words on tumblr*
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bethsvrse · 4 months
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me, a writer, at 3am: WHAT? I CANT FIND THE SPECIFIC FANFIC THAT I MADE UP IN MY MIND WITH A WHOLE PLOT AND ORIGINAL CHARACTERS??? WHO DO THEY THINK THEY ARE??? DO THEY EXPECT ME TO WRITE THE STORY I THOUGHT UP OF???
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