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robertdowneyjjr · 15 days

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when tony started working for bucky, he never imagined that anything would ever, could ever happen between them.

for starters, bucky was a decade older than tony. not that he had a huge issue with age differences, but still. tony was only in his early 20s when they met.

but more importantly, as far as tony could tell, bucky was happily married.

so despite the immediate attraction that he felt the second he laid eyes on bucky and the growing feelings he began to develop the more they got to know each other over the years, tony knew that nothing could ever come of it and that he needed to be content with just admiring the other man from afar.

but sometimes bucky would say things, or just look at tony a certain way, and he’d wonder if maybe, just maybe, the feelings he had were reciprocated.

regardless, though, he knew he would never do anything about it. there was no reason for him to do such a thing and nothing could change his mind about that.

not even when tony complained about another failed attempt at dating during happy hour one day after work and bucky said, “i could never understand why these idiotic bastards would rather waste another day getting drunk with their equally idiotic friends instead of spending time with you.”

or when bucky took him out for a celebratory lunch after signing a major deal with a new partner and their knees kept brushing under the table, and bucky just kept smiling at him for the whole meal like they were sharing a secret.

also not when they were on the phone with each other at midnight trying to salvage an important client relationship and suddenly the conversation segued into personal relationships and when tony sadly confided that he didn’t think anyone had ever loved him before, bucky vehemently declared, “doll, how could anyone know you and not love you? hell, i’m pretty sure i’ve been half in love with you for years.”

and especially not when they were on a business trip and heading back to their separate hotel rooms after a dinner with their biggest client and bucky kissed him before the elevator doors opened on his floor, and tony’s lips tingled for the rest of the night.

no, tony didn’t do anything about his feelings even after all of that because bucky was married.

then tony meets steve at a big company event, where this big beautiful blond man looks adorably lost and alone in a room with four hundred people. tony can’t help but drift closer to him and introduce himself, offer a drink, and ignore everyone else if only so he could make steve feel more comfortable in this crowd of strangers.

they spend the rest of the night together, talking for hours and giving each other meaningful and longing glances, smiling like they both know where they’d like this to go next. tony’s fingers absently stroke along steve’s hand that is placed on the cocktail table they’re leaning against, and steve’s other hand is playing with tony’s hair and sending shivers down his spine when his fingers brush against tony’s neck, and tony has to resist the urge to rub against steve’s hand like a cat.

steve has just leaned closer, lips and breath whispering across tony’s skin to speak softly into his ear when bucky finds them.

tony reluctantly pulls away from steve, refusing to feel embarrassed or guilty in any way, especially when he knows bucky likely interrupted them just so he could ask tony to get back to work. this is a work event, after all.

but then steve looks at bucky and smiles, and says, “oh hey sweetheart, finally got some time for us?”

and bucky glances between steve and tony, sees how there’s barely any space between them and grins from cheek to cheek. “looks like you’ve met my husband, doll.”

and, oh.

oh.

well.

it looks like tony suddenly has a lot to think about.

#so i was thinking of writing a full fic with this premise but honestly idk if i have the time or energy #but god i do really want to write it #some things would probably change but the general gist would be the same #anyway #bucky only ever refers to steve as cap or punk when he talks about him so tony has no idea it’s steve #stuckony #stevebuckytony #buckytony #winteriron #stevetony #stony #kay writes things

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bucking-mustangs-with-wings · 1 month

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buckxbucky au idea:

Buck is the lead singer of a rock band & Bucky is the green-haired punk who falls in love at a music festival

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punksdoll · 5 months

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cosmoseinfeld · 3 months

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sad little cyborg man

#cm punk #it's giving bucky barnes

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bullshit-beach · 4 months

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I made him swag again as my first “full” Bucky of 2024

#meant to post the other day but i forgor 😭#shipwrecked 64 #broadside beach #bucky beaver #👻 aloe’s art!#shipwrecked bucky beaver #indie horror #shipwrecked64 #alt fashion #emo #punk #artists on tumblr #i wasted. SO much time #covering this thing in stickers #AND ITS ALL BLUE #ARGGGGGGG #edgy #ask to tag #emo bucky

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emmedoesntdomath · 6 months

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look. when I say comic book science. I mean we fuck around. and don’t plan to find out. don’t ask.

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stucky-headcanon-bot · 1 year

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#Bucky is worried the punk too would find out oneday with his level of fucking around #But he is a proud supportive husband #steve rogers #stevebucky #james barns #james buchanan barnes #white wolf #stucky #bucky imagine #steve bucky #steve/bucky

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mochie85 · 1 year

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I have a request if you want to do it, basically a kinda tomboyish or masc presenting reader (whichever you prefer) who is also punk and both Loki and reader take a while to get ready but end up looking really different with Loki being all elegant and reader really punkish (I apologize for any mistakes but english isn't my first lenguage)

Just For Tonight - Wheelz

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Summary: Sam, Bucky, and Loki ruin your one night off. So they decide to make it up to you by being your date instead. The entire fic, takes place in a span of one night. Three men. Three dates. What could possibly go wrong? A/N: I'm sorry my dear @kkdvkyya. I know you requested this a while ago and I have a habit of letting my imagination run away with me. So this will be part 1 of 4? I hope you like it, my love. (Also, I added people to the taglist, if you'd like to be taken off. I will not get offended, please let me know) Pairing: Loki x Reader Word Count: 1.5k Warnings: Language, action sequence

As he pulled Loki out the door, Barnes’ metal fingers scraped against his arm. Loki was ready to stand and fight. But Wilson and Barnes didn’t give him a chance as they rushed through half-naked women and leering men alike. Loki sent an image surreptitiously making it rain single dollar bills throughout the whole club. The place erupted in a frenzy as the assailants fought with greedy customers and strippers to get out of their way. Once outside, the men had no qualms about using guns and started shooting at the three Avengers trying to run away.

A deep growl of an engine roared its way into his ears and Loki looked around for it. Hope. That’s what it sounded like. The glossy red car came to a screeching halt in front of them with the front passenger door opening. The engine purred like a caged panther. The humble sports car looked tame and harmless, but the men knew that you had worked on that car relentlessly. And if there were a fast reliable car out there. It would be yours.

All three men looked at the salvation that was offered and didn’t think twice to run towards whatever door opened for them.

“GET IN NOW!” you yelled over Ghostemane playing loud on your stereo. You positioned the car to cover the men as they got in, taking your own riffle out and shooting back at the HYDRA den lords. Bullets were flying left and right as Loki tried to shield you all with his seidr.

“Wheelz! I swear I thought you weren’t gonna make it.” Bucky said as he closed the door.

As soon as the last door closed, you peeled out of there, the men in the car flailing about not having their safety harnesses on.

“Thank God you arrived when you did,” Sam said in the back, his harness clicking into place.

“You’re lucky I decided to come at all Samuel!” You growled out. A sudden silence spread throughout the car. “What the actual FUCK were you guys thinking?! How did you not know that that strip club was a front for HYDRA activity? We’ve only been going over the locations for – oh, I don’t know THE LAST COUPLE OF MONTHS!” You berated them as you made a sharp turn onto the highway, your tires screeching their protest, sending everyone banking to their right.

“Wheelz-” Bucky tried to reach for the radio dial to turn your music down.

You slapped his hand away. Your spiked leather bracelet clanking with his metal arm. “Hey! Driver picks the music. Passenger shuts his pie-hole!”

“Listen, Wheelz-” Bucky tried over your loud music.

“NO! Pie-hole! Shut! You listen! It was my night off. MY ONE NIGHT OFF where I don’t have to cater to Tony’s extravagant mechanical wishes or Steve’s incessant questions about which polish is better to shine his goddam shield with.” You weaved through traffic, narrowly dodging cars left and right as you all made your way through the Manhattan Bridge.

“Sorry.” All three men said out loud at the same time. Their voices harmonized, almost making you laugh at the thought that they could be some kind of boyband. Almost.

“What the hell was so important that you guys had to go to that club and ruin months of work, as well as my one night of peace?” You asked fractionally calmer.

“Well, Laufeyson said he’d never been to a strip club before, and he wanted to see if it actually was anything like what they had on Asgard?” Sam answered sheepishly. His tone got softer the longer he talked, realizing whom he was speaking to.

You took a slow intake of breath. Your lips thinned as you looked in your rearview mirror and saw the god staring back at you, reproachful. Dare you say, slightly ashamed? Rightly so.

“And we’re they?” The vitriol spewed from your lips. Poison on your tongue as you said the words.

“I honestly couldn’t give you an informed answer.” Loki tried to sound confident. “The whole place was dark, the patrons were unsavory, and quite frankly, the entire place smelled like that orange goop you Midgardians like to pass off as Nat’s cheese?” Loki admitted.

“Nacho cheese.” Sam corrected. “But the ladies…” he continued with a Cheshire grin from ear to ear.

“Yes! The girls were so…” Bucky tried to say, but at that moment, you had pulled into the garage of the tower. You sped up and drifted towards your left. The men held on to whatever they could as the car swerved with such ferocity to its final parking spot. The car stood parallel between Roger’s faithful truck and Stark’s new Audi R8.

“Finish the sentence,” you glared at Bucky. “I dare you.”

“Intelligent,” Bucky said.

“Breathtaking,” Sam finished.

“As beautiful as the vixens of Asgard,” Loki embellished. You rolled your eyes and exited the car, slamming your door and waiting for the other three dopes to get out.

Of course, Loki would find the girls at the club attractive. You weren’t born yesterday. Someone as handsome and sophisticated as he would only look for the same in a partner. Someone curvaceous with long flowing hair. Someone who went for the girl aesthetic. Basically, anyone but you.

You didn’t have curves. You were lanky and flat. You kept your hair short to keep it away from your face when you work on the cars and jets. Your look was more suited for the garage or a punk band roadie than they were on a runway. You didn’t shop at the trendiest new stores, instead opting for your dad’s old band t-shirts and just assimilating them to your sense of style.

You hated the fact that you felt this way. You weren’t going to change the way you are just to get the princely god to notice you. But the long-time crush you’ve been nursing didn’t want to let you go. It wouldn’t stop anytime soon. You couldn’t help but resent what you just heard him say.

So, tonight was supposed to be the night you forgot about your juvenile crush on Loki. You relented and finally said yes to a date with Devin. You were adamant that you forget about Loki entirely and tried to focus on someone who was more your scene.

Sam whistled when he saw you standing there waiting for them. “Oooooh, Wheelz. I’ve never seen you so dressed up before.” You looked down confused. You weren’t wearing anything out of the normal from your wardrobe. You had on your Queen band t-shirt underneath a leather corset and matching skirt. Your knee-high Doc Martens kept you warm while your usual black tights were in the hamper waiting to be washed. Other than that, you had on your leather and chain choker with matching bracelets.

True, you would never wear any of these to work- which was usually half the jumpsuit with the arms tied around your waist. It would just get in your way or caught on something. But it never occurred to you that they never saw you outside of work before.

“Ya, you had a date tonight or something?” Bucky asked walking alongside Sam. “Oh god, did we interrupt your date? I’m so sorry!”

“Awe, ya Wheelz. I’m sorry. We’ll make it up to you.” Sam pleaded.

“Not that it’s any of your business. But yes, I was with someone.” You admitted. “And how exactly will you three be making it up to me?”

“We can take you out on a date,” Loki suggested quickly.

“Excuse me?” You screamed.

“It’s only fair. We ruined your night. You had to save us from the evil clutches of HYDRA. I think we can all treat you to a drink at least. Right gentleman?” Loki posed to the other two.

“Hey, that’s a great idea. What do you say Wheelz?” Bucky agreed.

“Ya, we’ll be perfect gentlemen.” Sam decided. This was ridiculous. You only planned on having one date tonight, Devin. Now you had three. And one of them was with the guy you’ve been trying to forget.

You let out a laugh as you paced back and forth. You looked at the three of them. Your coworkers. Your friends. They really did start looking like a boy band the way they stood there waiting for you. Bucky leaning on the hood of your car. Sam leaning on the open door. And Loki. Loki standing with his arms crossed and a wicked smirk on his face.

“OK. Some conditions.” You assented.

“Name it, it’s yours,” Loki said as he stared into your eyes.

“It happens tonight. I don’t have any other night off.”

“Done.” All three nodded.

“Two. No hanky-panky. This is payment for a botched night off.”

“Ahh, gross. You’re like one of my best friends Wheelz.” Bucky said as you rolled your eyes.

“Ya, you’re like my little sister,” Sam added.

“Three. I get to decide what we do.”

“Deal.” All three of the men agreed.

“Ok, then. Just for tonight.”

“Yo! Let’s go!” Sam excitedly sat back in the car. Bucky started clapping on his way back to the passenger seat, excited that the night wasn’t over. You walked back towards the driver seat and Loki opened the door for you to get in.

“Just for tonight,” he whispered as he helped you get back into the car. “I shall be yours.” He held your hand and delicately kissed your fingers. With a heated gaze and a deep sigh, he said, “And you will be mine.”

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suprsaturatd · 10 months

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Yeah I sew! Yeah I'm a crust punk! What about it????

#embroidery #sewing #hand embroidery #diy #solarpunk #crust punk #punk #punk patches #cute pun #puns #crustie #croissant #bread #bread puns #breadmaking #baking #bucky sews #bucky crafts

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queerpumpkinnn · 9 months

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Marvel Masterlist

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers - nothing yet!

Peter Parker - nothing yet!

Natasha Romanoff - nothing yet!

Wanda Maximoff

Earth42!Miles Morales - nothing yet!

Hobie Brown - nothing yet!

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#marvel one shot #marvel #marvel fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #peter parker x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #miles morales #across the spiderverse #hobie brown #spider punk #spiderman #black widow #captain america #winter soldier #scarlet witch

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theresastarmanwaitinginthesky008 · 1 year

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Random fact: during the 40 punk was slang for ‘an effeminate gay man, or the younger partner in a homosexual relationship’. To simplify its kinda like the World War Two version of twink.

Anyway here’s a completely unrelated scene form Captain America the First Avenger:

#steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #random facts #fun facts #1940s #punk #slang #gay #lgbt #gay slang #Steve Rogers is a twink #twink

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bucking-mustangs-with-wings · 1 month

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buckxbucky Band/Punk AU

Bucky was so hungover it wasn't funny, the first day of the festival was all a blur of amazing fucking music and clashing bodies and alcohol, a lot of alcohol. His head felt like it was being jack-hammered from the inside and his brain was about to liquefy out of his ear-holes. "Curt, man, I love you, but I really wanna go back to the hotel, I feel like I'm gonna hurl and if I do it's gonna be all over you," he slurred, holding a hand up to try and shield his squinted eyes from the sun that seemed too bright at that moment. Curt's grip on the front of his tank top didn't budge as he pulled a half-blind Bucky through the mingling wall of bodies towards the stage, one of the bands just finishing up their set. Fuck, why did everything have to be so loud? "Too bad, Bucky. Not my fault you turned into a fish on the first night of the damn festival. I wanna watch this next band and I'm not gonna let you make me miss 'em." Bucky could only grumble as he was dragged along until they made it to the barriers, right up in front of the stage and as close as they could get to the music and the bands lined up to play. The current band was just finishing up, shouting their thanks and appreciation out to the crowd. The sound of the cheers and feedback from the speakers turned Bucky's stomach and made his head throb even harder, but he had promised Curt he'd go with him every day of the festival, especially when he saw how excited Curt was to see a certain band. He'd managed to weasel out of him that he'd developed a crush on the drummer, a guy called Ken Lemmons. Who was Bucky to deny his best friend from seeing the latest object of his obsession and affection? Bucky squinted up at the stage "What did you say these guys were called again?" "The B-17's" Curt repeated for what was probably the millionth time since they'd made it into the city. As if on queue, the giant screens at the back and sides of the stage changed to the band's name, B-17's lighting up in giant white graphics as music started blasting through the speakers. Bucky couldn't help the smile that Curt's enthusiastic whooping caused, but his smile faded slightly when he looked up onto the stage as the band started filtering out, five guys running out onto it to get to their positions. He felt his jaw go slack at the sight of the guy who grabbed the mic, piercing blue eyes that Bucky was actually close enough to see scanning out at the hundreds of people in the crowd, a blinding perfect smile splitting his face as a hand came up to brush unruly dark blond hair out of his face. The guy looked like a fucking angel. Tattoos peaked out slightly from the sleeves of a blue overshirt. Bucky couldn't hear a damn word that was being said as the guy started speaking to the crowd, grin never wavering. "See something you like there, Bucky?" Curt teased knowingly from beside him. He didn't have to look at his friend to see the playful smirk that was on his best friend's face. When the guy started singing though, a deep and absolutely perfect voice projecting from the giant speakers on either side of the stage, all Bucky could think was Ohhhhh fuck...

This is gonna go into my slowly growing WIP folder now, so get ready for me to absolutely brainrot over this now in between writing and contunuing Game of Survival (it will be continued, so don't stress, it's my first baby, it's not being abandoned 😂😂)

BONUS the song that Buck would end up writing and performing on stage for Bucky in the future:

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