#stucky blurb

[babyjakes]

a natural.

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event | kinktober 2021

prompt | eating out

summary | bucky lets steve use you as practice for going down on a girl.

pairing | dark!stucky x reader

warnings | dark steve and bucky(steve’s relatively soft, bucky a little less), noncon, bucky holds reader down(restraining), set in the forties before the freeze (but after steve becomes supersoldier)? if that matters?, implied that reader is bucky’s partner unwillingly (idk i didn’t choose to elaborate so whatever you prefer to imagine for those circumstances), steve “doesn’t know how to eat pussy” but then destroys reader’s, fingering, eating out, forced orgasm, crying, one (?) slap, praise, slight!jealousy from steve

word count | 1,214

an | wooh i just love something about like bucky having to explain so descriptively and steve being so eager to make you cum, like can you imagine :’-) also idk if it matters that this is set before the freeze but i just like the aesthetic of forties!stucky for this one. also wow this one also ended up super long oops :^) anyway, hope you guys enjoy!

“Shit, Bucky. She’s even prettier in person.”

Though you’re putting up the best fight you can, you’re no match for the two supersoldiers holding you down to the bed as you thrash and writhe pathetically; with frustration settling on his face to mix with his disappointment, Bucky tsks at you. “Come on, y/n. Give it up; you know you’re not getting out of this.”

“Please-” you try to beg once more, but with exhaustion settling in over you as Bucky secures you to his chest from behind with his arms wrapped around you, you know the outcome is getting bleaker by the moment.

“S'alright doll,” Steve tries to sate you, noticeably more impacted by your tears and protests than his friend, “just gonna make you feel good.”

“That’s right, so for fuck’s sake, would you quit squirming,” Bucky demands, his grip tightening on you as he manages to raise a hand to strike swiftly across your tear-soaked cheek. Heat rises immediately to flood the battered flesh, a frightened whimper escaping your lips as you fall limp against the pair, earning a hum of content from the dark-haired man behind you. “That’s better,” he sighs in relief. “Now go ahead, pal. Lift up her skirt, I made sure she’s got nothin’ on under there.”

Steve pauses for a moment to lock his eyes with yours, a hand reaching out almost appearing to offer peace as he nods. “Alright. Just relax, sweetheart,” he attempts to soothe you, taking the fabric of your skirt lightly and flipping it up to reveal your bare thighs. Your knees close instinctively, but Bucky’s quick to grab one in each hand, prying you open to give Steve easy access.

Now completely exposed to the cool air of the room, your pussy quivers in anticipation. Eyes drifting to your glistening heat, Steve’s mouth beginning to water as he lowers his head to take a closer look. “Fuck,” he mutters, his large length bulging visibly through his pants. Though you’re no expert on all the technicalities of what the serum did to him, it’s clear now that the young man’s muscles weren’t nearly the only thing enhanced by the experiment.

“She wet?” Bucky asks from behind you, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thighs beginning to ache.

“Just barely,” Steve hums, still seeming half in a daze from the magnificent sight of your sex.

“You’re gonna wanna use some spit then,” Bucky advises. “C'mon doll, be a good girl and open up for Stevie.” Feeling the pressure increase through his grip on you, you’re quick to obey him. Eyes still wide, Steve gently slips his pointer and middle finger between your lips, a low groan rising through his throat as you provide him your saliva. “Now spread it around down there, over the opening,” Bucky continues.

Doing as his friend’s instructed, Steve brings his spit-covered fingers down to drag over your slit, his fingertips just barely teasing at your opening as his brow slants in concentration. “Start with one finger; work a little in at a time,” Bucky says.

“Alright doll,” Steve breathes, gently beginning to ease his middle finger into you. “Shit,” he mumbles as you struggle to take the insertion, “so fuckin’ tight.”

“Yeah, she’ll take some warming up,” Bucky chuckles, straining your legs a bit further apart to make it easier for his friend as he pumps in the length of just one knuckle, then working up to a second, his motions careful, cautious. Though he hasn’t said it, it’s clear Steve’s worried about hurting you given the size of his fingers. “There you go,” Bucky murmurs approvingly, glancing over your shoulder to watch as your cunt’s slowly opened up. “You can work a little faster now, and you can probably fit the whole finger in.”

Nodding, Steve picks up his pace ever-so-slightly, the full length of his digit now filling you up each time he presses inside you. “That okay, princess?” he asks, his eyes raising back up to meet yours. Trying to keep from moaning out, you simply nod, a look of relief washing over Steve as he dares to go even a bit faster.

“Now would be a good time to add your mouth,” Bucky tells him. “Find her clit up where her lips join together, looks like a little bead peaking out from between the folds. You’re gonna wanna work it with your tongue; sucking on it’s usually the best way to go.”

Licking his lips, Steve lowers his face to meet your mound, his nose bumping against it gently as he runs his tongue over your engorged flesh, the soft sensation sending tingles running up from your toes. “There, that’s it,” Bucky encourages, “look at that, she’s opening right up for you.” Steve only hums in agreement, the warmth of his breath against you only causing your wetness to grow as his finger works inside of you. When his lips find your bundle of nerves and close in to begin suckling, you can’t hold back your response; a heated whine escapes you as the tender bud is worked by the man’s mouth, a familiar fullness beginning to build in your belly.

“Oh- St-Steve,” you whimper, your hands coming up to cover your face in embarrassment. Keeping his lips locked on your clit, the blonde starts pumping faster in and out of your pussy with his fingers, not even needing Bucky’s instruction to know when you’re finally ready for a second. As the pads of his fingers work perfectly up against your soft spongey ceiling, you can feel your climax building inside you, your breaths starting to stagger as you grip the sheets beneath you in anticipation.

“There she goes, she’s almost there,” Bucky sings, his hands abandoning your legs to come up and cup your breasts through your shirt. “Keep goin’, pal. She’s about to cum- don’t worry, you’ll feel it when it happens.”

“Steve, B-Bucky,” you stammer, your head throbbing in pleasure as your peak approaches.

“C'mon, doll. Cum for me,” Steve pants against your button, his words the exact push you need to be thrown over the edge as you clench down brutally against his fingers, your toes curling up almost painfully as your orgasm tears through you.

“Fuck, that’s my girl,” Bucky praises as Steve nurses your clit, his fingers struggling to continue pounding into you as you ride out your high. The intensity lasts for several moments, and only when you’ve finally begun to come down does Steve slow his movements, his lips ceasing from around your puffy flesh as he raises his head to look at you, adoration shining in his eyes.

“Pull out carefully,” Bucky tells him. “She’s sensitive now.” Steve’s careful to do so, surprising both you and the man behind you by bringing his soaked fingers to his mouth to lick off the juices.

“How’d I do?” he asks.

“I’d say you’re a natural,” Bucky decides, his hands now rubbing gently over your chest as you breathe heavily against him. “Though I’ll warn you now, whatever girl you practice on next will have nothing on y/n.”

“I’m sure you’re right, pal,” Steve agrees with a nod, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes as he glances at the two of you before him.

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[innerslumber]

The man in the bed was silent. Starting to feel a bit apprehensive, Bucky got closer to the still form. When he got near enough for a better look, Bucky couldn’t help but stare.

Not even the clinical setting and unflattering hospital gown could take away the beauty of the man who lay sleeping. His shock of dark golden hair was spread like a halo around his head along with a full beard. A tall body, clearly having known a life of exertion, took up the length of the mattress. A strong nose with sculpted lips made a statement on that beautiful face. Bucky couldn’t tell the man’s eye color since they were closed but the lashes were long and full. 

Bucky’s eyes turned to the side where the patient’s information was posted. The clipboard listed his name and other various information, including rank. But the most interesting information was the diagnosis. 

Persistent vegetative state?

“Excuse me but what are you doing here?”

Bucky whirled around in surprise as his heart beat frantically in his chest. He faced a nurse who was scrutinizing him intensely and he wet his lips nervously before finding his voice.

“Hi. My name is Bucky and I’m the new veterans outreach counselor. I was supposed to be speaking to someone but-” Bucky looked down at the sleeping man, “maybe I have the wrong room?”

“Who are you looking for?”

“Ah, hold on a sec,” Bucky asked, as he opened up his phone. “I was supposed to see Jake Lattimore?” 

The nurse pointed toward the hall over her shoulders. “Lattimore is in room #516.”

“Oh, I must have written the wrong number down. Sorry about that.”

The nurse’s demeanor relaxed a bit when she realized that Bucky wasn’t an intruder and was just lost. “No problem. Is there anything else I can help you with?”

“No, I’m all right. Thank you.” Bucky smiled and started to walk away but his curiosity got the better of him. He turned back to the nurse and tipped his head toward the sleeping patient. “Actually um…could I ask about how this gentleman got here? I saw that his chart said ‘persistent vegetative state’? What does that mean?”

“Basically, it means a coma.” The nurse inspected the various machines that surrounded the bed and whatever numbers she was looking for, it must have looked normal. “Captain Rogers has been sleeping for a year.”

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To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

@stuckybingo Moodboard and Blurb. Square N4 : “Coma” By Navya @mind-empty-heart-full

#stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #steve x bucky #stucky bingo #coma #moodboard #blurb #would anyone be interested in reading more?

[haleyhunwritess]

could you please do a 🤍 drabble where reader is bucky’s little and meets steve for the first time? or vice versa depending on what you prefer. love your work!

🤍 drabble for reader meeting Steve/Bucky while in little headspace for the first time

a/n: okay so i couldn't decide which one i wanted to do, so i did both 😝 i really loved writing this and its superrrr long but i hope you enjoy it!! i need to start making this shorter or i'll never get through all the celebration requests😭 okay but please send in as many requests as you want, i'm always looking for an excuse to procrastinate

𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐲’𝐬 𝟏𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Bucky's little meeting Steve while in little headspace for the first time

You had a hard time being comfortable in this headspace around others. It took you a while to even tell Bucky about it, and by that time you'd been together for a couple of months. Although, eventually, Bucky made you feel comfortable about it the more time you spent with him. Now you had all your little things scattered around the house, no longer afraid to show him.

However, when he asked if you'd like to meet Steve while you're in your little headspace, you were terrified. Maybe it was because you didn't know him as well as Bucky did, but Bucky seemed to trust him so you finally agreed.

Steve came over for movie night, and unbeknownst to you, Bucky had already told him you the kind of headspace you were in today. He knew Steve would never judge you for it but he decided it was best to give him a warning. He knew this might not be easy for you.

You walked downstairs nervously, with your favourite stuffie in your hand. Steve walked over to you, and you greeted him with a hug. You noticed the pink bag in his hand, and tried to peak in curiously. Steve smiled when he noticed you looking, and handed the bag to you.

"For me?" You asked quietly, and Steve nodded.

You thanked him quietly and looked inside the bag. You reached in and pulled out a stuffed animal. It looked so familiar but you couldn't remember where you'd seen your new fluffy friend before. Looking closely at the stuffed elephant, it finally clicked in and you realized it was identical to the one you had when you were younger.

You looked back at him with tears in your eyes, not sure what to say. Steve panicked momentarily, not sure what to say either.

"Sweetheart, don't you like your new friend?" Bucky crouched down, rubbing your back gently in an effort to calm you down.

"I l-love him. W-where did you f-find Nellie?" You hugged the stuffed animal close to your chest, still sobbing quietly.

"Oh um, your daddy told me you how much you loved him when you were younger. He told me you said you two were inseparable until he got lost one day, and you were very sad." You nodded, listening closely to his words, "Well I didn't like the idea of you being sad, so I wanted to bring him back to you."

You handed the stuffed animal to Bucky before running back over to Steve to hug him tightly, "Thank you so much, Stevie. I really missed Nellie."

He hugged you back, softly patting your back, "You're welcome, sweetheart."

Steve's little meeting Bucky while in little headspace for the first time

When Steve asked if you wanted Bucky to spend time with you while you were in your little headspace, you flat out refused. You'd met Bucky a few times now, and sure you liked him. But the idea of being around Bucky while in a little headspace was too scary. You knew he wouldn't be rude or anything but you were nervous he might not understand as well as Steve does.

Steve didn't want to bring it up again unless you were comfortable with the idea so he dropped it.

Currently, you were waiting for Steve to get home from work. He told you he'd try taking half the day off, especially because you were feeling especially little when he left this morning. He didn't want to leave at all but you insisted that you'd be fine.

However, you were now cursing yourself for not asking him to stay. You were going to wait to have lunch with Steve when he came home but he was still stuck in traffic, and you were getting hungrier and grumpier. You knew Steve would be upset if you tried to make something for yourself when you were feeling this little. He was always worried you'd hurt yourself and he wouldn't be there to take care of you.

You decided the least you could do was get some chocolate milk from the fridge. No knives or sharp tools, only pouring some chocolate flavoured milk into a glass. That should be easy right?

Turns out it could go very wrong.

You accidentally knocked the glass off the counter when you were about to bring it back to the living room with you. It made a loud shattering noise, scaring you even more. You instantly began to panic, and tears quickly started rolling down your face. You didn't know what to do. Steve would be here any minute. What if he got upset about the broken glass? What if he got upset about the spilled milk?

Bending down to try and clean the mess, you picked up a piece of the broken glass, only to drop it back down when you felt a stinging in your finger. Looking down at your finger, you realized it was bleeding. You slipped it in your mouth, getting rid of the blood, and continued sucking on it even after the blood was gone.

You heard the front door open, and your heart started beating faster when you heard loud footsteps making their way to the kitchen.

"Oh god, sweetheart, are you okay?" You looked up when you heard Bucky's voice. He stood there, looking around the kitchen, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. "I was just coming here to thank you for dinner the other day, but I heard you crying so I just wanted to make sure you're okay. Are you hurt, doll?"

You nodded, taking your finger out of your mouth to show him the small cut before starting to cry again.

"Oh no, sweetheart, it's okay. It's alright. You're gonna be okay." He carefully picked you up, trying to avoid the broken glass everywhere. He carried you over to the couch, setting you down on it before taking a look at your cut.

He got up again, and came back ten minutes later with some cotton, a first aid antiseptic spray, and a band-aid. He had something else in his other hand but you couldn't see what it was. The moment you saw the antiseptic spray, you moved back on the couch, knowing it was gonna sting. Bucky looked at you sympathetically but told you you needed to clean it to avoid infections. After applying the spray, he carefully put the hello kitty band-aid on your finger, making your cheeks red as you blushed in embarrassment.

You knew you should be scared, but you were actually glad he was there. In fact you didn't know why you were scared in the first place. He was very gentle with you, and didn't look weirded out by the hello kitty band-aid, or even how you were snuggling your stuffed bunny.

However, you instantly started feeling anxious again when you noticed your pink sippy in his hand. You noticed It was filled with chocolate milk, and realized that's what was in his hand earlier. You couldn't help but move a little closer to him, hoping he'll hand you the cup if you did.

"I know this is scary, but I promise you it's gonna be okay. You're safe. You're safe with me, I promise." He pulled you in closer carefully, not wanting to scare you away, "I know you're feeling small today, sweetheart, so maybe I could hold this for you and help you out? If you'd rather hold it yourself then that's okay too."

You thought about it for a second before pointing at him and moving closer to lean against him. He smiled and brought the cup up to your lips, slowly helping you drink from it.

When Steve finally got home, you'd fallen asleep on the couch on Bucky's lap. Your stuffed bunny in your arms, and the sippy on the coffee table. Bucky quickly shushed him when you stirred in your sleep a bit.

"Don't worry, angel. You're okay, you're safe. Go back to sleep, pretty girl."

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[rillils]

I can’t rightly call this a masterlist, as I was only able to fill one prompt from my Round 4 @stuckybingo​ card, but I thought I’d leave it here anyways, as a reminder to myself and in the hopes that I’ll have better luck with writer’s block next time 💖 to have, to hold

Prompt: I4 - Reunion, card R4077 Pairing: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Rating: T Wordcount: 2303 Additional tags: Missing scene, Reunited and it feels so good, Stucky in Wakanda, bearded!Steve Rogers, post-CACW, feels feels feels

His mouth curls up slow. “You got bristles now, sweetheart.”

Steve exhales a shaky breath. “Thought I’d try something new,” he says, his voice thin, and wet, fragile like a bird bone. It cracks easily under the pressure of unshed tears, and Bucky can see them shimmering right there in his beautiful eyes. Let them out, he wants to tell Steve, while their world is still whole, please let it stay whole for a few hours more. Give them all to me. We can share the load.

When Bucky wakes from his cryo-sleep, Steve is there to welcome him back.

#stucky bingo #stucky bingo round 4 #stucky #rillers scribbles #i hope i didn't forget anything #i mean i probably did lol #but then again posting always makes me feel extra awkward #and awkwardness turns my brain into mush for a hot minute #the fic itself is just my own extremely self-indulgent blurb #i was just so happy to complete at least one (1) prompt #hgsdjhfksh i'm sorry i'm so bad at this #i'll get better? maybe?? emphasis on the maybe xD

[sanguineterrain]

it is one week to valentine’s day. mrs. figgins is showing the class how to cut out heart-shaped cards and tape a pocket to the inside to drop the candy in. 

the girl who sits in front of steve has trouble folding the pocket, so steve taps her on the shoulder and offers to help. she smiles at him when he gives her card back. she always asks to borrow a pencil from steve, not bucky, who sits directly across from her. steve knows her favorite color is purple. today, she's wearing a purple bracelet and has her hair tied back with a ribbon. 

it is three days to valentine’s day. steve finds wild violets quietly reaching through the cracks of the sidewalk in front of the apartment. he lays them on a scrap of cardboard in his room so no one crushes them by accident.

“how do you know when you're in love?”

his ma wipes her hands on her apron. she smells like astringent from the hospital and compact powder. 

she looks at him. “are you in love, steve?”

“i’m giving a girl flowers.”

it is valentine’s day. mrs. figgins makes the class practice spelling first. steve squints for a little while, then gives up. the girl who sits in front of him is copying down her words with the pencil steve lent her.

bucky’s left pocket is bulky with chocolate hearts and kisses. he already has one under his tongue even though mrs. figgins told everyone to wait until after lunch to eat their candy. he puckers his lips at steve and laughs when he gets a quietly flipped middle finger in return.

the girl in front of steve is wearing a red ribbon today. 

he finds her on the playground after the bell rings. steve wipes his palm on his coat and slides out the card. steve didn’t get any candy, so he uses his own card he made earlier to give to her. 

the girl with the red ribbon opens the card. digs her finger into the pocket. shakes it. the violets fall.

“there’s no candy,” she says.

“i couldn’t buy any,” steve admits. candy’s always so expensive, especially this time of year. “so i-i put flowers. purple.”

she frowns.

“i thought you could draw.”

steve brightens. she remembers.

“yes, yeah, i—”

“then why couldn’t you have drawn me something?”

steve asks for his pencil back. she insists she doesn’t have it. the violets wilt under the toe of her shiny mary janes.

the entire walk home is blurry. steve's fist is curled under his cheek like he's hiding a bruise. his ma is bone tired when she gets home, tending to freak date-night accidents all day. but she accepts steve's face in her starched whites, smooths a hand over his hair.

"i won't ever fall in love," steve vows.

she only hums and rises when the bell rings.

"i don't wanna see 'im!" steve shouts into the hall, then winces because he knows that's going to earn him a hard look.

bucky doesn't mind him; he never does. just plops himself down on steve's bed with a grin.

"what're you so happy about?"

he knows what bucky's so happy about. valentine's is the best day of the year for bucky.

"i saved you the caramel filled ones," bucky tells him, sprinkling four... five pink and silver foil-wrapped chocolates onto the bed.

"i don't want your stupid candy."

"well, i ain't gonna eat 'em."

steve flattens the pink foil carefully, pressing his thumbs into it until there are no more crinkles. bucky grins at him, rosy-cheeked with one front tooth missing. steve still has most of his baby teeth. bucky just lost his last one.

"i will never fall in love," steve announces.

"sure you will, stevie. nice girls'll love you plenty."

"easy for you to say. they always give you candy."

he tears the foil. the caramel sticks in his molars. steve picks at it idly with his finger. it stays in his teeth for hours.

he doesn't get it out until bucky goes home.

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it is two days to valentine's day. 

the woman who fights alongside steve is wearing a red dress. 

steve buys her a dozen roses. she smiles at him, teeth peeking underneath scarlet lips. his hands fit over her waist. he’s finally good enough without candy.

steve turns and flashes a blinding smile bucky's way. bucky rests a fist over his chest, rubbing despite the bruises there. he smiles. his jaw aches.

steve's got red on his knuckles that'll be gone by morning. bucky can't stop staring, forgetting that steve heals without him now.

he unwraps a foiled chocolate, lets it melt on his tongue. it's bitter with the sugar ration in place.

she laughs, red already on steve's lips. the foil falls. bucky watches it get crushed under steve's boot.

#stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #blurb #angst #ummm idk what this is but here i guess #this has been a draft for too long pls accept a valentine's blurb in october

[crazyunsexycool]

An invitation

Prompt list

Prompt: "Close your eyes."

“I swear, if you do something nasty I'm out of here”

Pairings: Bucky x Fem Reader, implied Sam Wilson x Reader, implied Steve Rogers x Reader.

Word count:588

Warnings: mentions of sex.

Part 1

It has been a few weeks since the party where you and Bucky enjoyed the company of Steve and Sam. Since the beginning of the relationship you had always known that Bucky was attracted to men but you had never included anyone else when it came to your sex life. You didn’t see the need to. Bucky knew your body like the back of his hand and you knew his and you knew what each other liked. But you had to admit that the night of the party replayed in your mind all the time and it always turned you on. You had even considered asking Bucky if you could invite the other men over to your home to have a repeat but you weren’t sure if he would be offended so you kept it to yourself.

You were in the middle of paying some bills when the doorbell gets your attention. You make your way to the front door to find an huge arrangement of your favorite flower and some gifts. After thanking the delivery person and tipping them you place the flowers in the study and head to your bedroom to open the gifts. Bucky has sent over a dress, heels and jewelry. The dress was in your favorite color, low cut and form fitting, the straps heels matched perfectly and so did the jewelry. He always knew how to surprise you. In the dress box was an invitation telling you to be ready at 7:00 and that a car would be by to pick you up.

At seven a car was outside waiting to take you to your destination.

Outside if your favorite restaurant was Bucky looking extremely handsome in one of his black suits. He opens the door for ups and offers you his hand to help you out. As soon as you’re out of the car he pulls you in to kiss you, his hands making their way to grab a handful of your ass as he groans.

“You look so fucking good baby.” He says.

“I can say the same thing about you.” You say and give him another kiss. “So what’s the special occasion?”

“Oh you’ll see but.” He says as he turns you towards the door.

“Close your eyes.” He whispers, his breath brushing the shell of your ear.

“I swear, if you do something nasty I'm out of here”

“You didn’t seem bothered by me being nasty this morning when I was balls deep in that pretty little pussy of yours.” He says making you shiver.

“Fine I’ll close my eyes.”

He blindfolds you and leads you inside.

“Ok baby, you can look now.”

The restaurant is empty except for the table in the middle which is set up for a party for four. Standing next to the table are Sam and Steve looking just as good in their suits. The restaurant itself had bouquet of flowers and candles everywhere. You stare wide eyed at the men before you as you take in the area.

“You look gorgeous.” Steve says as he steps closer to you and places a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

“Absolutely Breathtaking.” Says Sam as he mimicked Steve’s actions.

“What is going on?” You asked as you let Bucky lead you to the table and Sam pulls the chair out for you.

“We just got back in town and we wanted to see you again.” Steve answers as he grabs your hand.

“Any specific reason?”

“Well we have a proposal for you.”

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Steve walked into the office with his bag on one shoulder and his new ad campaign prototype. Today was a big deal with him showcasing his new design for Veggie Squares. The presentation wasn’t the issue. The issue was that the guy who would be buying the artwork and he had to impress was his ex-husband, Tony Stark. Not a big deal right? Not like Tony broke his heart on a random Tuesday with divorce papers on the table. 

“What is that,” Natasha walked up with a smoothie in hand. 

Natasha was Steve’s close friend at work and also the director of advertising. She is tough with her being ex-CIA and was a ranking Mariane before retiring and setting in a corporate setting. She exceeds very well in and became head director in just three months. 

“The new campaign. Think Stark’s going to like it.” 

“If it's yours then he will love it,” Natasha teased. 

Steve rolled his eyes as they boarded the elevator to the sixth floor where the meeting was to be held. Steve knew that she was trying to make light of an awkward situation but it didn’t make it any better. 

Steve took a deep breath walking into the board room with several executives that Steve knew he should know the names of but couldn’t remember at the time. At the same time, they probably didn’t know his either. 

As he continued to the front of the table there sat the man he loved with all of his heart. The same one he gave everything to and more, There he was sitting with an even smile. All business. 

“Good afternoon, to the great employees of Stark enterprise.” 

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The presentation was finally over. Steve felt good about it but in this line of work, you couldn’t feel good about anything. He thanked the suits for their time, grabbed his campaign, and walked out of the room. He had other duties he needed to complete before the end of the day. Steve also wanted to get as far away from Tony as he could.  

“Hey, Steve, wait.” 

Steve turned around to see Tony jogging after him. Steve stopped waiting for the other man to catch up. Steve eyed him, wondering what he wanted. They hadn’t spoken outside of work matters since the finalizing of the divorce. 

“Hey, Steve, um, your presentation was amazing and we would love to use it.” Tony shrugged fixing the sleeve of his suit. 

“That's great, I will send you the files by this afternoon.” 

“How is life? I like the new look.” 

Steve rubbed the beard he grew for the first time and the long hair that was now at his ears. He definitely didn’t look like the same guy. Steve liked it. 

“Uh, thanks. You look good too Tony.” 

Tony gave him a sheepish smile. The silence grew between them. There never was silence between them. There was always something to talk about from the newest movie to the latest news article. Now nothing. 

“Steve, I’m,” 

Steve stopped him with a wave of a hand and a smile. Steve didn’t to hear those words from Tony because from his perspective Steve was ready to move on. 

“Nice to see you Tony, I will get the campaign to you soon.” 

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Steve might have moved on but that mean the thought of saying goodbye to Tony still didn’t hurt him. Thankfully the workday was over and he could go home to a beer and his sketchbook. That's what he thought he was going to do until Natasha ambushed him in the elevator. 

“Come on, come out with us and have some fun. After the day you had, we should celebrate.” 

Steve looked down at her pleading green eyes knowing he had lost the fight. He sighed allowing her to pull him out of the building, down the street, and into the bar they often frequent. Natasha let go of his hand to run towards a man sitting on a bar stool. 

Steve could only see the back of him.  He had shoulder-length hair and a leather jacket. Steve could see he was wearing black gloves probably to go with the motorcycle he had to be driving. Natasha waved him over snapping out of his analysis. As he walked closer the man turned around to see who Natasha was calling over. Amazingly, he saw the last person he thought he had ever seen. 

“Bucky.” 

Bucky looked at him with the same confused look he would have on his face after they lost their five dollars in a sewer drain. Natasha looked back and forth between the two men. 

“Do you two know each other,” Natasha pointed between them. 

Steve stared at Bucky not knowing what to say. Buck was his first love. The boy that made his heart beat too fast for his little body at the time. They met when they were only five years old on the playground. They grew up just a few streets apart from each other. Steve, the boy with handy-down clothes and asthma fell in love with Bucky, the boy from a riched, military family, who had everything he needed and more. That same boy who could have the world fall for the poor boy. There he stood a few inches away. 

“Yeah, we do. We were childhood friends,” Bucky said. 

Steve squinted his eyes at him. Why didn’t he say they used to date? High school sweethearts that planned on getting married until Buck signed up for the military leaving Steve behind. 

“Yeah, we were. We grew up in Brooklyn together just a few streets apart. Sadly lost touch with each other.” 

The air became weird. No one was saying anything as they continued to look at each other. Steve excused him to the bathroom, trying to break the awkwardness. As Steve pushed the door open he felt another hand grabbing the door behind him. He turned to see that Bucky had followed him. 

“Why didn’t you tell her,” Steve asked. If he had to admit himself he was kinda irritated. 

Bucky shrugged his shoulders. “It wasn’t on purpose, Steve. What was I going to say to my girlfriend who wants to just have a good night out by the way, that I used to date her coworker and I haven’t seen him in about thirty years.” 

“Why did you never come back,” Steve asked. 

“I’m not doing this here, Steve,” Bucky turned back around walking out. 

Well if Buck wasn’t going to bring it up then Steve was going to. Natasha deserved full transparency if she was going to date Bucky. 

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Steve spilled his beer as he watched Natasha play with Bucky’s hair. Steve hated his air and his overgrown beard. He looked homeless and dirty. Not like the clean-cut boy he knew. Buck kissed a spot on the inside of her neck and whispered something that Steve couldn’t hear to make her laugh. Steve huffed which made them turn to him. 

“So, how did you two meet?” 

Natasha looked over at Buck with sober eyes. Buck nodded meaning for her to go ahead to share their story. 

“Bucky was my Captain in the Marines but then we both left and became partners at the CIA. It wasn’t a good fit for any of us. If we could only tell you what we went through.” Natasha glanced down placing a hand on Buck’s knee.

Buck pulled the glove off of his left hand to reveal a metal hand that traveled into his jacket sleeve. Steve's eyes went wide at the knowledge of Bucky losing his arm. As Steve looked closer he could see the haunted look in Buck’s eyes. The same bright-eyed kid that would drag him to the science fair had been replaced by a man with secrets. Mainly, Steve didn’t want to know. 

“We got in some trouble for being together so they broke us up. Lost touch for years until..” 

Bucky embraced Natasha’s hand bringing it to his lips and placing a light kiss. Natasha gave a small smile as she continued their story. They ran into each other at the theater down the block. Then it was like they were never apart. They picked up right where they left off. Steve had no right to be jealous of the way they looked. Buck never looked at him like he gave him a home. That didn’t mean he still wasn’t. 

Steve stood up giving them both a nice parting greeting and left. He needed to go before he said something he would regret. He pulled out his phone knowing the person that would make his night much better. 

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Steve slammed back against the bed as he tried to catch his breath. What’s that saying, to get over someone you need to get under someone else. That was just what he did a few times around. 

“So, Bucky is back,” Sam asked as he looked around the room for his boxer. 

Sam Wilson, the boy that gave Steve his first kiss. The boy that dared him to jump off the harbor when he was sixteen. The boy that knew him just as well as Buck. Maybe more. Sam and Steve had an arrangement that if either one of them need to blow off some steam then they could call and blow something to get their mind off whatever was plaguing their thoughts. 

“Yeah, he is and he’s dating Natasha,” Steve spat. “Again!” 

Sam turned around shrugging his shoulders. Him and Buck were just as close but they had a different relationship than what either Steve had with the both of them. Sam often could since Buck’s bullshit. Call him out on it then would have to apologize for it since Steve begged for him to play nice. Steve should have kept his mouth shut. Buck would say something that would piss Sam off, leading them to fight in the grass, the school, or Steve’s house. There was that one time they fought so badly that they both fell into the lake. 

“Why do you care?” 

Steve stared at Sam. What kind of question was that? “I don’t but isn’t it weird he’s been back and no contact? It’s not like either of us is hard to find.” 

Sam threw up his boxers in the air as a victory after it took him ten minutes to find them. Steve and Sam aren’t gentle when they get in their moods. Steve rips off all of Sam’s clothes as he can leading them scattered in the weirdest place. The boxers this time in the lampshade that was nowhere near them when the boxers were ripped off of Sam. 

“I don’t know. I haven’t been keeping tabs on him. Honestly, I don’t care if he never comes back. For one he left us over ten years ago,” 

Steve stared at the ceiling thinking over what Sam was saying. He was right. It still hurt. Buck was the one until he wasn’t anymore. They made plans about their futures that were replaced by disappearing and no phone calls. Now he was with Natasha. Natasha was a spitfire with a soft heart. Steve knew she could handle herself but also knew if Buck ever walked away as he did to Steve. It would break her heart.

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“Natasha, I need to talk to you,” Steve yelled running down the hall of their office building. 

Natasha turned around with her phone to her ear and a finger pointing at him to give her a minute. 

“Yes, that sounds good. 3’oclock works.” She hangs up the phone placing it in her back pocket. “What’s up?” 

Steve looked around as he saw everyone they worked with staring at them, waiting for the hot gossip. Steve shook his head guiding her into an empty conference room. What needed to be said was needed to be said in private. 

“Bucky and I were way more than childhood friends. We actually dated,” he breathed out.

Natasha’s face was blank. Steve’s heart was about to burst out of his chest waiting for an answer. Then she began to laugh. Like a deep belly-rolling laugh. Steve stared at her not understanding what was funny. He just said that her boyfriend lied to her and that he used to date him. It was like she was unfazed. 

“Steve, I don’t care. What was this teenage love? Did he take you to prom?” 

Buck and Steve did go to prom together, twice but he didn’t understand why that mattered. 

“Steve, I had a high school boyfriend too. His name was Ivan. He was from Russia and he couldn’t find the g spot. You and Buck dating doesn’t matter. Buck and I have a very long and complicated history that I don’t feel like getting into. So, why don’t we move on and you and Sam come over tonight for some drinks.” She patted him on the shoulder and left him alone in the empty room. 

Maybe it wasn’t a big deal that Buck took his heart and broke it setting him up for disaster expectations for relationships. Maybe that was more of his daddy issues that caused him to be attached to cocky, egoistic men of power. 

Steve pulled out his phone to text Sam. He already knew the answer and it was no. He begged until finally Sam said yes but he owed him a favor. 

—-----------------------------

Steve and Sam stood at the red door, neither one of them knocking on the door. Sam huffed, knocking on the door. Natasha opened the door and gestured them inside, She was no longer in work mode with her long red hair cascading around her shoulders. Buck sat on the other side. He had a long sleeve shirt and jeans on, no gloves. He seemed so much more relaxed and less mysterious than he did when they were all at the bar. 

“Hey, guys,” he called at them standing up to hand them both a beer. 

Steve took it but Sam waved him off taking a seat on the other side of the room. Steve joined him sinking into the couch next to him. The group fell into small talk. Natasha and him talking about work. Sam talked about his sister and the boat his dad used to fish he wanted to fix up. Buck was quiet only saying a few words. Steve looked over at him noticing the stiffness in his shoulders. Must be from years of military service. One thing about Buck was he was never quiet but people change. 

Steve could note how in love he was with Natasha. Buck’s eyes never left hers. He studied every part of her like she was going to magically disappear out of thin air. In reality for the quiet man she once did. He continued to follow her even as she left for the kitchen to grab a tray of brownies. 

“You love her,” it wasn’t really a question but more a statement Steve directed to Buck.

Bucky, not turning away formed a small smile that Steve knew reached Bucky’s eyes. The same smile he was on the receiving end many years ago. Bucky turned to them and nodded. His eyes were slightly wet. 

“I love her more than the moon could love the sun.” 

Steve understood. The moon and the sun only meet in short bursts but still fell in love at passes until they finally meet during an eclipse. Natasha eclipsed Bucky’s heart. Steve, even if he wanted to, could never eclipse Buck’s heart. 

Steve stood up to go to the bathroom. Round the corner he overheard Bucky and Sam talking. 

“You still have a crush on him,” Bucky asked. 

“Yeah but I’ve realized that he will never want me in the way I want him so, I love him enough for the both of us,” Sam said. 

Steve ran into the bathroom closing the bathroom door shut and slid down to the floor. How could he never have known? His hand flew to his heart as he gripped it. Sam was always there when he need him. The way his hands held Steve as he fell asleep. Steve realized that he might actually have feelings for Sam. The way Sam’s dark eyes wrinkle at the ends when he laughed at Steve’s dumb jokes. The way he hugged him when Steve felt he might fall apart. Don’t even get him started on the sex. It didn’t feel like a dirty hook-up when he was with Sam. It felt like a long song as their bodies came together in rhythm. 

Steve walked out of the bathroom with his heart in his throat. “Sam, can I talk to you…alone?” 

“Yeah,” Sam gave him a perplexed look as Steve guided him out to the terrace. “What’s wrong?” 

“I overheard you and Buck talk.” 

Sam’s eyes grew wide like when he was panicking. He threw up his hands trying to wipe away something that was not there. “Look.. that was. Um, you don’t have to say anything,” 

Steve grabbed Sam’s hands to make him stop talking. “I like you too.” 

Sam shook his head. “You don’t have to say that just because I like you.” 

Steve’s heart broke thinking Sam only thinks he was saying this because he overheard them talking. That just wasn’t the truth. Did Steve just realize his feelings, yes? Deep down he always knew that he liked Sam. 

“You know I don’t say anything that I don’t want to. I really do like you and maybe I just realized that since my head has been so far up my ass to see. Then I sat in the bathroom and compiled a list of why and there are so many. Like the way you make a chocolate cake with sour cream since that is how your grandmother taught you how to make it.” 

Steve went on and on. Sam just stood there and listen until he couldn’t listen anymore. Sam grabbed hold of Steve’s shirt pulling him in for a kiss. Steve melted into it. It wasn’t like their usual kisses. Hard and quick. This was slow and soft. Sam’s hands gripped the back of Steve’s back pulling him closer. Steve’s hands settled on Sam’s hips as the stars twinkled above them. 

They pulled apart to take a deep breath. Sam’s eyes shown bright as a light dust of blush formed on his cheekbones. “Would you like to do on a date?” 

“Definitely. I waited my whole life to go on a date with Steve Rogers.”

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Prelude to a Kiss

Pairings: Camboy!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Camboy!Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: A chance encounter with two handsome men at a bookstore brings some much needed excitement to your normal routine. Word Count: Over 2.3k Warnings: F/lirting, slight insecurity if you squint, slight feels (it's me), pet name, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers being both gentlemen and menaces (they're warnings, okay?). A/N: Welcome to my Showtime AU! Excited to share my first "actual" Stucky x Reader AU and for our reader to come into her own. ❤️ Beta read by the wonderful @whisperlullaby ​, but any and all mistakes are my own. Thanks to @sgt-seabass, @rookthorne, and @targaryenvampireslayer for letting me scream about this introduction. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

It was a normal afternoon when you went into the bookstore, the familiar quiet greeting you as the door shut. You ventured into the shop every couple of weeks to find new books to read. The man behind the desk didn't bother to lift his head long enough from his phone to greet you. You would think after your first few visits he'd at least offer you a smile or suggestion, but he never did. You were used to guys not giving you much attention.

Too ordinary to stand out, I guess.

No, you wouldn't think of yourself that way. Just because most guys tended to gravitate toward your friends instead of you didn't mean anything was wrong with you. The right person would come along and take notice.

"I am a catch," you whispered to yourself as you walked through the shelves.

And a bit lonely.

Your phone dinged before you could dwell on that thought, smiling as your best friend's name popped up. It faded quickly when you read her message. The two of you had a dinner date, but the new guy she was seeing had tickets to some show. You understood. You really did.

Except you were the friend who always seemed to get ditched when a guy came along.

"Have fun!" you sent back. "We'll catch up later."

At least you could get a jump start on a new book and curl up on the couch for the evening. Like you did most nights. Lather, rinse, repeat. When did your life become so monotonous?

"Romance it is," you mumbled as you reached for a blue book on the shelf.

You turned it over to read the blurb on the back, a small smile on your face as you walked down the aisle. From the simpering heroines to feisty protagonists, you enjoyed immersing yourself in the emotions that poured from the pages as the heroes fought to get their girls. Confident, broody, flirty, alluring, you loved them all and wondered if such men you read about existed.

"Oh!"

For a second, you thought you walked into one of the shelves before you realized you bumped into a person. A very large person who didn't budge, even as a couple of books fell to the ground. You dropped to the floor immediately to retrieve them. Why hadn't you been paying attention?

"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry," you said as the guy crouched down to help.

"Nothing to be sorry about," he said, his velvety voice making you lift your head.

In front of you was one of the most handsome men you had ever seen. Long, brown hair, close to his shoulders, framed his face and your mouth went dry as you found yourself staring into his bright blue eyes. You couldn't help but notice the smile on his face as he offered you his hand and effortlessly pulled you to your feet, your cheeks hot as he steadied you. He took up more than half the aisle with his muscular frame and you knew then that a god existed among men.

Like he stepped right out of one of these novels.

"I-I'm sorry," you said again, your gaze going to his hands as he fixed the stack of books he was carrying. "I should've been paying attention to where I was going."

"It's okay," he smiled, looking you up and down with a slow and steady gaze. "You can bump into me again if you want. I don't mind."

You nearly dropped the book in your own hand as you stepped back, his smile shifting to a smirk. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he was flirting with you. That couldn't be the case though.

"Oh, you are fucking adorable," he said in a low voice, quickly looking behind him. "Stevie, get over here. Found something special."

"What did you find?" The deep timbre that rang out made your knees weak.

You let out a shaky breath when an Adonis walked around the corner. Just as large as the brunette, but with shorter blonde hair, a smile didn't reach his brilliant blue eyes as he strode over. Instead of light scruff like the man you bumped into, he donned a trimmed beard. He had to shift just to fit beside his friend and you nearly shrank under his gaze. You tried not to openly gape, not knowing which one of them to concentrate on.

So, two gods among men. Like something out of a wet dream. Do I look at the veins in their arms? Do I stare at their chests? How do they even fit in their shirts? Did they purposely choose something that matched their eyes?

The brunette smirked again and gave a single nod toward you. "This precious gem here bumped into me."

You nearly melted to the floor as heat rushed to your face again. The pet name had your head spinning. Or maybe it was the intoxicating scent of their cologne. "It was an accident and I apologized."

The blonde softly smiled at that, but his eyes held a spark of mischief. "I'm sure it was, but I know Buck is not sorry that you bumped into him."

"Not sorry at all," he confirmed.

You shifted your weight and wondered if the bookstore was always so hot or if it was just them. Your skin heated up more under your clothes and your heart beat faster under their attention. Part of you wished you had a bottle of water to dump over your head and cool off. You didn't even want to think about being sandwiched between them because your legs would likely give out.

"Buck and Stevie?" you asked.

"That's what we call each other. I'm Bucky and that's Steve," the brunette smiled, nodding to the blonde. "Can call us Sarge and Cap if you want."

You couldn't put your finger on it, but something about them seemed familiar. Like you had either seen them somewhere or heard of them in passing, but that couldn't be the case. No, you would have remembered them.

Men like them were unforgettable.

"It's nice to meet you," Steve said, giving you an expectant look.

You told them your name after a second and you hoped you didn't look weird when you blinked a few times. You were trying to make sure you were awake and not dreaming. Because who bumped into two gorgeous men like this in a bookstore? That wasn't your life.

Except, today, it was.

“I really should have been looking where I was going. I mean, you're not hard to miss," you said, doing your best not to ogle at Bucky. "Neither of you are. I mean that in a good way."

"You aren't hard to miss either. I also mean that in a good way," Bucky smiled.

"I agree," Steve said, his eyes sweeping over you before you glanced at yourself.

You wondered what they saw exactly. It wasn't that you looked bad. You always left your place with confidence in your appearance. You just weren't used to most guys looking anymore.

Or maybe, just maybe, some are and I'm the one who isn't paying attention.

Bucky gently pried the book from your hand, his fingers lingering against yours. "And I'd like to pay for that."

"Oh, no. You don't have to," you argued as he added the book to his pile.

You noticed then that he held a couple of science books while Steve had novels on art. It intrigued you as both were fascinating subjects in their own way. You had a feeling both of them were the same way: captivating, wondrous, and deep.

"I want to."

"A gentleman would ask to get her a drink, too," Steve teased.

"I don't know if I'm a gentleman," Bucky mused as he looked at you. "But I would also like you to have a drink with us. Then I'll accept your apology."

What would the sassy heroine say in this situation?

"I-" you almost sputtered.

Not that.

"Now you're just being mean, Buck. It was an accident and she apologized," Steve chastised, but he smiled at you.

"I'm not," Bucky swore, clutching his chest with one hand. "Hurts right here where you bumped me. A drink with you would make us both feel all better."

Steve regarded you carefully. "Unless you have a boyfriend you need to get back to. Or girlfriend."

You couldn't help licking your lips, not knowing just how enticing the gesture was. It was dizzying to be on the receiving end of their stares again, yet you couldn't tear your eyes away as you looked between them. Was it wrong to enjoy the attention these strangers were giving you?

"No, I'm not seeing anyone," you said.

And no rings on their fingers, but no way can they be single.

Instead of turning to walk the other way, Bucky moved forward and bent his head. "Lucky us," he whispered against your ear before he brushed past you. "Mmm. You smell sweet. Like flowers," he added over his shoulder.

You bit back a whine before Steve gave you an assuring smile. You admitted to yourself earlier that you were lonely. Had you sent out some sort of vibe to the universe to get them to talk to you? Or did you manifest them into existence?

"I hope we aren't making you uncomfortable. Buck can come on a little strong when he sees something he wants," Steve said as he gently put a hand on your back to guide you. "Though I can't say I blame him in this case."

“No, it’s okay. He seems nice," you said, smiling to yourself at the compliment. "Even if he needs a drink to accept an apology.”

Steve's chuckle had you shivering as you made your way to the front of the store. "A drink he plans to pay for along with your book," he said, adding his small stack to the pile on the desk.

Standing behind them was a mistake as your gaze went right to their asses. You wondered if your friends would believe you if you told them about the two perfect specimens who could be models if they wanted to. Maybe they were since you had no clue what they did.

Stop staring. Don't think about grabbing their asses. Did they paint their jeans on? God, I need to get laid.

As if Bucky knew you were looking, he glanced over his shoulder and winked. You averted your gaze after that. He was clearly the more playful of the two, but something in his eyes told you he was a man you should take seriously. And Steve? You didn't ever want to be on the receiving end of upsetting or disappointing him.

Not like I'll ever find out. They're not actually taking me for a drink. They'll go their way and I'll go mine.

Bucky thanked the cashier before he turned and handed you your book with a card on top. "Stevie and I are gonna grab a drink at The Howling Commandos in a half hour if you wanna join us. It's just around the corner," he explained as you moved away from the counter. "If not, there are our numbers if you ever wanna chat. Just spare me the heartache and wait 'til we leave before you throw it out."

You curiously ran a finger over the card. It had both Bucky and Steve's names on them, but no business listed. It intrigued you even more now.

Who are you two?

"Thank you for buying my book. You really didn't have to do that," you said, touched that he was kind enough to do that. "And I'm not going to throw your card out."

No one in their right mind would do something like that.

"Thank you. I would've had to listen to him whine all night," Steve said, nudging his friend.

"Not all night. Most of it," Bucky teased. "And it was nothing. Does that mean you'll join us for a drink?" he added, his tone casual, but his gaze hopeful.

I would let you both devour me and I wouldn't object.

"You're really asking me?"

"Yeah, we are," Steve answered, his gaze almost as soft as Bucky's.

You wondered if it was a good idea. As charming as they were, you didn't know them. They didn't give you bad vibes though or the impression that they were playing a prank. Your gut told you to take a chance. Because your couch and books would always be there, but how many opportunities like this would you get?

Maybe they see that I'm a catch. And if it's just a drink and nothing more, it's nice to make new friends.

"I'll join you," you replied, your heart racing when they both smiled. It gave you the boost of confidence to flirt back a little. "If only to spare your feelings."

Both of their eyebrows shot up when you giggled and you took great pleasure in them laughing with you, like the three of you were sharing a private joke.

"Careful, little gem," Bucky smiled as he held the door open for you. "You might just make us fall in love."

"Might?" Steve smiled as they headed out, too. "Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

You managed not to stumble onto the sidewalk at their words. They were just being charming. It had to be. God, they were lethal.

How am I going to survive having drinks with them if they keep flirting like that?

"See you in thirty minutes," you said as you regained your composure.

"Don't be late."

"Otherwise Steve will have to punish you," Bucky winked before they turned and walked away, leaving you awestruck where you stood.

Welp. There go my panties.

So, how long before it takes them to ruin you? And how long before you find out what they do for a living? Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! 💙

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spoiling her rotten. [blurb.]

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summary | when your daddies find out you haven’t been feeling the best, they have quite the way of cheering you up.

pairing | daddies!stucky x little!reader

warnings | ddlg (daddies!stucky x little!reader), smutTtT, fingering, implied oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, squirting, forced orgasms? kind of getting there, restraints? (steve’s holding reader down/open), dub-con? since reader is clearly reaching limits but they keep going, overstim

word count | 346

requested by anon | CONGRATS ON 2k+!!! i was wondering if i could request a stucky smut ddlg blurb :) something along the lines of little reader feeling kind of low so daddy steve and bucky cheer her up with multiple orgasms even when she’s super sensitive and saying she can’t anymore but they just keep praising her and telling her what a good girl she is <3

an | hi friend thanks so much for this request! tbh what a way to be cheered up lol, daddies would truly know just how to take care of you and get you feeling better. hope you enjoy!

“Come on sweetheart, just gotta let us take care of you,” Steve hums into your hair as you writhe against him. He’s got you positioned directly in front of him with your back pressed against his chest, your legs being held open by his own with his large hands wrapping around your thighs to keep your pussy nice and spread.

“That’s right, doll. Gotta make sure we get our baby feeling aalll better,” Bucky sings from his spot between your legs, two of his metal fingers pumping steadily into your soaking heat while he toys with your clit using his flesh hand. “What kind of daddies would we be if we didn���t spoil our sweet little girl rotten, hmm?”

“Daddy, p-please,” you pant, not sure which it is you’re pleading to at this point, or maybe if it’s both. “Too much, can’t cum again,” you whimper.

Chuckling, Steve raises an eyebrow, shifting one of his hands to pull back on the hood of your clit to allow Bucky to swirl his fingers directly over the swollen nub. “You can’t? Oh, I think you can,” he disagrees, both of the men smiling as they sense another orgasm quickly building up inside of you.

“There it is, that’s it,” Bucky encourages, quickening his pace inside you to ram almost painfully against your inner walls, the torturous sensation almost sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Come on, little one. Cum for your daddies, goood,” he croons as you cry out, clamping down on his metal fingers as you squirt out onto the already drenched bedsheets below.

“P-please,” you beg as Bucky lowers his head down to come face to face with your quivering cunt, licking his lips at the sight. “No more, Daddy, please,” but your efforts are futile.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Steve soothes, lifting you gently and tilting you up to give Bucky a better angle. “Such a good girl for us, aren’t you doll? Now let Buck have a taste of that pussy, honey. Gonna make you feel so good, don’t you worry.”

#eun's writing #spoiling her rotten #daddy!steve rogers #daddy!bucky barnes #stucky #stucky smut #steve rogers smut #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x y/n #stucky one shot #stucky imagine #stucky blurb #stucky drabble #stucky headcanon

[babyhatesreality]

Sometimes all you need is to be in your daddy’s arms. No talking, no noises only the heartbeats of your two favorite humans. 🥺🫂❤️

How right you are, darling. How right you are.

In the Quiet Moments

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader

Warnings: DDLG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, upset/stressed out/overstimulated reader, reader is triggered by a food she hates, tears, pet names, short little blurb, fluffity fluff fluff fluff.

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You had tried your hardest. But you just couldn't do it.

You and your daddies had been running all over today- from press conferences to meetings to the opening of the new Stark Expo, it had been a big day. Too big. It had all started out just fine- at this point you knew what to expect at these things and even had some fun waving at the press people you recognized and joyfully accepting the small presents that all the dignitaries loved to shower you with. But it was a lot of stimulation over and over and over, and you were growing tired.

The noise at the Expo was startling, along with the crush of people, but you had been so brave, holding on tight to Papa's hand, then grabbing Daddy's hand too when you needed more help. You didn't whine, you didn't complain- you had been a good girl. However, you were on the edge and your daddies knew it.

Steve and Bucky quietly and quickly exited after the official opening of the Expo, having already told Pepper their plans. They showered you with kisses and praise as you snuggled into the safety of Steve's arms during the chauffeured car ride home. Bucky let you hang on to his vibranium hand, drumming your nails on it to help you ground yourself. Once you were finally back to the apartment, they made a quick dinner- it was pretty late and you all were starving- and sat you down at your place.

Then you saw the brussel sprouts on your plate. You HATED brussel sprouts.

It was a rule in the house- if you wanted cookies, you had to eat your veggies. You needed that cookie after the day you'd had, but the idea of eating brussel sprouts was almost too much. You stared at your plate, trying to blink back the tears. You had been so good for so long today- you didn't know how much you had left in you, especially when it came to brussel sprouts.

Daddy was getting you a sippy cup full of juice when Papa noticed your staring. "You only need to eat one, lovebug," Papa said kindly. "Just one. Can you do that for me please?" You raised your tired eyes to him, swallowed hard, and nodded.

With your eyes closed, you quickly ate one sprout as fast as you could, chewing and swallowing and immediately diving into your chicken nuggets to wash the terrible taste out of your mouth. "Good girl, that's my good girl," Papa praised proudly as Daddy came back with your juice. You quickly took a huge gulp of your drink too- anything to wash the taste away.

"Whoa, slow down there, Trouble," Daddy teased. You managed a giggle back, feeling much better now that you managed to get that horrible veggie down. You finished off your nuggets, even though your eyelids were drooping.

Papa got up to refill his and Daddy's drinks, when Daddy looked over at you and your plate. "Alright, munchkin, just need to have one bite of your veggies and then it's cookie time."

You looked up at him, startled. You already did your veggie time, what did he mean? You suddenly realized that he had been in the kitchen when you ate it, and he didn't know you'd already done it for Papa. Your little mind suddenly became too overwhelmed to try to explain, or to wait for Papa to come back to tell him- all you could think about was having to do one more hard thing today. One really hard thing.

And you broke.

Next thing you knew, you were in Daddy's lap, sobbing your heart out. You didn't remember starting to cry or him rushing to you and picking you up- you just suddenly realized you were soaking the front of his shirt while taking great big gasping breaths. You were vaguely aware of Papa running in and him and Daddy talking, but were crying too hard to make out the words. You only were able to quiet your cries a bit when you felt Daddy's fingers combing through your hair.

"It's okay, babygirl, it's okay," Daddy murmured softly to you, rocking you back and forth as you clung to his shirt. "I didn't know, I'm sorry honey, Daddy's sorry. It's okay. You've been such a good girl today. No more veggies, it's okay." But you simply couldn't stop. The floodgates had opened and everything that was pent up inside you was rushing out. You couldn't make out what Daddy and Papa were saying to each other, you just held on and cried.

You became aware that you were moving, which scared you a bit, but you clung on tightly to Daddy's neck and just kept sobbing, completely out of any other possible responses.

When you finally stopped moving and could listen around your own gasps, a sound broke through to you. It was a gentle thud-thud-thud that, even in your emotion state, you recognized. You became aware that you were lying down on Daddy and Papa's bed, with your ear pressed into Daddy's chest. You took a big breath to try to help your sobs slow down, and then you heard more.

"That's my girl, big, deep breaths. Good girl, good baby," Daddy's deep soothing voice said. You felt his fingers combing through your hair, helping you calm down. You started to feel guilty about your meltdown, even though you hadn't been bad. Your breath hitched again as the awful feelings crept in.

And that's when Papa snuggled up to your other side and gently took your hand. He pressed it carefully to his chest so you could feel the thud-thud-thud of his heart too. "Just concentrate on our heartbeats, baby," he whispered. "We've got you. We're not letting you go. It's okay. Just listen to Daddy's heart and my heart. That's for you, our perfect, precious, beautiful baby."

The gentle rhythm of the heartbeats of the two men you loved most in the world surrounded you, flooding your other senses as you did what Papa asked. You slowly settled down, sinking into the soothing beats. Once you were able to breathe a bit better, Papa cuddled in even closer, spooning you and slipping his arm under Daddy's head. You moved his hand that was still holding yours to your chest, cradling it carefully as if it were your beloved Jellybean. You could still feel Papa's heartbeat with his front snuggling your back. You nuzzled into Daddy's chest, relaxing.

You all lost track of time. The only measure of time passing you had was the beating of your collective hearts, and somehow that was all you needed. It was more than enough.

#daddy stucky #daddy!stucky #daddy!stucky x little reader #daddy stucky x little reader #daddy!steve rogers #daddy!steve #daddy steve #daddy!steve x little!reader #daddy steve x little reader #daddy!bucky #daddy bucky #daddy!bucky x little!reader #daddy bucky x little reader

[angelbaby-fics]

Wittle blurb event about Stucky with little reader regressing to baby space. Maybe she’s walking her first steps after a long time from just crawling

eep so cute omg ❤️ 115 words

you gripped tightly onto the hem of bucky's shirt, glancing nervously between him and steve, who crouched a few feet away from you. steve held out your favorite stuffy in one hand, and reached out the other. 

"come on baby, we know you can do it!"

with one last reassuring nod from bucky, you let go of his shirt and slowly but determinedly stumbled your way towards steve. focused on your daddy's waiting arms, you put one foot in front of the other, never taking your eyes away from steve until you were wrapped up tight in his embrace and being lifted off the ground.

"oh good job angel! we're so proud of you lovey!"

you're invited to my tea party!

#stucky x little!reader #little!reader #agere fic #daddy!stucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky #marvel agere #chloe's tea party

[romanestuffsposts]

Hey loves! I have some heart issues on and off ( palpations, lightheaded) I would love it if you could possibly do a blurb or something? 💕 love your page btw! Your writing is awesome and you seem so sweet! 💖💖

Hi there love! 💜

Thank you so much, you're so sweet yourself! Thank you so much for reading what I write, I love you <33

I hope you don't have anything too serious with your heart issue babe. I hope you have something to help you going through that honey or that you have tips to feel better

I also did a lots of researches for this one because I wanted to write things who make sense you know. I didn't wanted to write anything with a subjet important like this one. I hope what I write is okay

I found that there were many type of heart issues so the symptoms are differents depending on type of heart issues. I had to chose one unfortunately because I didn't know what else to do. If it's not releate to what you wanted I totally understand and if you want, you can ask me to write another one with your symptoms (you'll have to tell me in the request though ahah)

I hope you like how i write your request sweetie!

Enjoy <3

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Warnings : angst, comfort, scared, little reader has heart issues, pet names, cuddles, kisses, snuggles, hospital

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : the unpredictable happened...

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Everything was fine. You had the most perfect morning, your Daddies surprised you with the most delicious breakfast this morning. There were everything you loved on the table and you spend the morning talking.

Now you're playing in your playroom while your Daddies are working in their office. Apparently they had files to complete after a mission they had earlier this week so they let you played on your own before coming to play with you.

It's been almost four hours now that you're playing and you start to feel something weird. When you were running in your playroom with your doll in your hands, your breath started to come shorter than it should causing you to stop running. You kept playing but in a sitting position.

Unfortunately, it didn't really help...

You were feeling more and more tired which was weird, yes you felt tired after playing but it wasn't that type of tiredness. You went to lie in the couch you have in the playroom for a little bit but ended up falling asleep.

It's your Daddy who came to woke you up with a gentle hand on your cheek "babygirl" he whispers, his thumb strokes your cheek lightly "baby ?" he whispers closer to your ear "Papa is preparing dinner, it's time to wake up"

He drops a sweet kiss on your temple and that's when you open an eye. You moan and you fully open your eyes, you peer up at him and smile when you see his loving face above yours "well hello there" he chuckles "you're ready to go downstairs ?" he asks you and you nod

He picks you up and rests you on his hip, you rest your head against his shoulder as he carries you in the house "were you that tired baby ? You couldn't stay awake until tonight ?" he asks and you shake your head

He hummes and strokes your foot who's against his chest "that's okay, babygirl. We won't go to bed to lately tonight okay ?"

You nod again and close your eyes until he sits you on the counter of the kitchen "do you want some water ?" he asks, his hands running up and down your thighs. You shake your head "appe juize ?" you ask, a hand stroking your eye.

Your Daddy grabs your wrist and pulls it away from your eye "okay for apple juice" he drops a kiss on your eye before turnign around to reach the fridge. You turn your head toward your Papa and smile when you see him focusing on his cooking.

He always loved cooking, especially for you and your Daddy. You offered him a book with receipts in it for Christmas and he cooked each one of them. You were so happy that he loved the book and tried every evening a new recipe from the book.

Your Daddy comes back with your cup of apple juice and gives it to you. You happily take it from him and take a little sip "sank you"

He winks at you and goes to help your Papa cooking. You giggle everytimes your Papa yells at your Daddy because it's not how he was supposed to cut the veggies. It's funny to watch them cooking together and it's even funnier when you cook with them.

"how was your dolls, sweetie ?" your Papa asks, he takes a break and comes to stand before you, his hands resting on your hips "did Maggie was in a better mood today ?"

You giggle and nod "she didn't want to share her tea but I told her to do it and she did" you proudly say. He smiles and high fives you "that's great baby! you become a real boss" he kisses your nose. You blush and balance your feet "sank you"

A few minutes later, dinner is ready and you're sitting on your seat. You start eating but suddenly feel dizzy. It's weird because you feel dizzy when you don't eat enough or when you didn't drink water for a long time but not when you're actually eating.

You try to put the feeling aside and keep eating but of course, your Daddies know you best and immediately see that there was something weird with you "you okay, sweetie ?" your Papa frowns "you don't like the food ?"

But it's wierd, you feel like you can't hear him correctly, you rest a hand on your heart and feel it racing faster than normla which bring instent panic in your mind. Your breath comes short, just like earlier when you were running and your eyes widen in fear.

Your Daddies are quickly beside you "babygirl ?" your daddy asks, worried running all over his face. "can you tell me what's wrong ?" he rests a hand on your forehead

"does she has some type of panic attack or ?" your Daddy asks, frowning. Your Papa rests a hand on your heart and feel it beating really fast "Fuck! No i don't think it's that" he shakes his head "Call Bruce and Strange" he said panicked. He grabs you and hold you close to him "Tell them to come over now!"

Bucky runs to grab his phone and call Bruce to explains to him what happened. He comes back toward you after hanging up but froze on his spot from the sight of you "what happened ?"

"I don't know! She fainted before I could even reach the couch"

~

"Where is she" Strange says when he enters the appartement "what happened ?" Bruce asks when he sees the panic in Steve and Bucky's eyes. Bucky nor Steve answer, they're too busy keeping their attention on you.

"lie her on the couch" Bruce says once he's reaching the couple in the room. Bruce rushes toward the couch and starts to make his tests "what happened ?" he asks listening to your heartbeats

"I don't know, she started breathing weirdly and her heart was beating really fast. A few minutes after she fainted in my arms" Steve explains in a hurry. "Please help her! Do something please"

Bruce listens your heartbeats "did she shows any signs of fatigue unsusual ? Or did you noticed if her legs, ankle or feet were swollen when it shouldn't be ?" He asks, still busy hearing your heart

Steve shakes his head "n-no I-I didn't noticed anything of that" his hands are trembling from how much fear he has for you. Bruce looks up at Bucky when he doesn't answer causing Steve to turns his gaze on him too "Barnes ?" Strange asks

"I-" he swallows "Yes" he nods his head "She was asleep when I went to take her for dinner tonight. And her feet were hurting this morning when I went to wake her up so I carried her downstairs in my arms. I noticed that her ankles and feet were more swollen that usually but I just thought it was because of the hot weather"

~

It's been hours now that Bruce and Strange are running tests on you and Steve and Bucky are starting to go crazy. They can't bear waiting while you're probably afraid and feeling alone. So when they see Bruce and Strange coming toward them, it's not a surprise that they're rushing toward them faster than ever

"What did you found out ?"

"Is she okay ?"

"Is she awake ?"

"Is it serious ?"

Bruce is quick to stop them before him and Strange flows under their questions "Yes, she's okay. She's awake but is really tired too." he reasure them first

Strange takes over "we discovered after the tests that her heart issue is more serious than we thought" he sighs

A few months ago, when your Daddies became your daddies, they brought you to Bruce so he could check your health and be sure there weren't something they had to know. They discovered that you had cardiomyopathy, which doesn't show symptoms when it's the early stages so they were careful but they could've been more. They should've been more

They didn't thought about that immediately earlier because it happens sometimes that you have panic attacks so that's what crossed their mind first. Steve had a feeling it wasn't normal, there was something else so he asked Bucky to called Bruce

"She was in the early stages of the disease a few months ago so she never showed any signs but when the disease worsen, she can show sign of dizziness, fatigue, lightheadedness. She can faint too or having the feeling she's about to faint.

Her breath can come short at any times, not only when she's moving, she can have irreguliar heartbeats and swollen legs, ankles or feet. She can have others symptoms but those ones are the regular symptoms for the disease"

Bucky exhales and has to sit down on the ground. He's feeling so stupid, how could he not be more careful about that ? It's not something small even a few months back. He should have know, he should have kept a better eye on you this whole time.

Steve is feeling the exact same thing, they're your Daddies. It's their role and their responsability to take care of you and assuring you're fine so they feel like they failed you

"Can we- Can we see her ?" Steve asks, resting a reassuring hand on Bucky's shoulder "Yes of course" Strange says "We lied her on the bed, it was the better for her"

Steve takes Bucky's hand and helps him standing up before making their way upstairs. Steve gently knocks on the door before opening it, he smiles when he sees you "hey princess" he lets go of Bucky's hand and walks toward you "how are you feeling, sweetness ?" he asks sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand moving the hair of your face and keep doing the manoeuvre

" 'm tired Papa" you quietly say "I know baby, I know. You have all the time to rest now" he drops a sweet kiss on your forehead.

You melt under his touch "Daddy ?" you ask and he's quick to snap out of his trense and rushes to you "i'm here babygirl, i'm here" He takes a hold of your hand "we're so sorry, baby. We're sorry we didn't saw it earlier" he apologises, kissing your hands a hundred times at least "but you're fine now, we have it under controle. We promise we'll be better"

"after talking with her, we assume she had a lots of stress because of work so we gave her a prescription, she is on sick leave for a month" Bruce says, standing on the doorway "I don't want her to exhaust herself. I advise to not do much sport or something who can accelerated her heartbeats"

"we'll have an eye on her, thank you Bruce" Steve says "I don't know what we'll do without you"

Bruce chuckles "glad I could help. I'm gonna go, call me if anything happen or if you have questions. I'll be glad to answer them"

"Thank you so much Bruce"

He nods and waves a hand at you "bye bye honey" before walking away.

"it's just the three of us, sweetie" your Papa tells you, you look up at him "so no bath ?" Your Daddy chuckles at your cuteness "no baby, no bath tonight. You just stay in bed"

Your face fell and you look down at your fingers. Your Daddy promised you to play with you tonight during your bath and to give you extra massages while he soaps your body. You were waiting for that all day.

"Baby don't be sad" he kisses you nose "I promise you we'll play longer tomorrow and i'll give you a body massage with the soap and with your body cream afterward" he says making you looking up at him "alright ?"

You nod your head "otay"

"do yo want a bottle before bed ?" your Papa asks but you shake your head "you want to sleep now ?" he asks and you nod "pwease"

Your Daddy changes you in your pyjama while ordering you to stop helping him. He doesn't want you to lift a toe to help him. Your Papa comes to bed when he's in his pyjama too and your Daddy follows closely after.

"wake us up if you're not feeling well, babygirl" your Daddy wraps his arms around your waist and brings you closer to him. You nod your head in his chest and snuggle further until you're comfy. Your Papa wraps his arms around you and kisses the back of your neck "sweet dream, our little warrior"

"we love you so much"

#@aagn360 #bucky barnes x steve rogers x little reader #daddies!stucky #daddy!bucky #little space #little!reader #bucky barnes #papa!steve #steve rogers #stucky x little reader #stevebucky #steve rogers fic #steve x bucky #steve fluff #steve imagine #steve x female reader #steve x you #steve x little!reader #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky fanfic #james bucky barnes #bucky x little!reader #bucky x female reader #bucky x y/n #bucky x reader #bucky x you

[freedomfireflies]

May Fic Recs! 🐇

Rabbit, Rabbit!!

I am so beyond blessed and privileged to be witness and even mutuals with some of these incredible authors! Their work always brings me so much joy and excitement! Please feel free to browse around, show some love, and maybe even find your next favorite creator! 💞

The Harry Styles Category!

💞 First we have @avatar-anna! You probably know her from her Unknown Number series, if not one of her many other wonderful works! She's so incredibly talented and creative!

~ Here is her masterlist!

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~ Here is her masterlist!

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~ Here is their masterlist!

💞 @lonelycowgirls who not only gave us The Garden but has complied a couple fic rec's herself, which was so fun to go through!!

~ Here is her masterlist!

💞 @londonbelow has been giving us amazing content for far longer than we've deserved, but nevertheless...I'm so grateful! Not only for Black Rabbit but for all the other incredible stories she's graced us with!

~ Here is her masterlist!

The Harry Styles + Other Category!

🤍 @lovebittenbyevans has just started taking requests and (if I'm correct) is planning a series, too! For Chris Evans and Harry! They don't have a masterlist yet, but check out their page to make sure you don't miss anything!

🤍 @walkingintheheartbreaksatellite has been crazy supportive of me for so long now, and I'm so excited that I finally get to show some support back! They've got an incredible Niall Horan series, and I believe (correct if I'm wrong) are opening up requests for both Harry and Niall (again, correct me if I'm wrong)! You'll find their other works on their page, and attached to that link!!

🤍 @reidssbau has also been giving us incredible content for years! She just recently posted this fan-freaking-tastic plus-size stripper fic with Harry, but also writes for Spencer Reid, and has some amazing, amazing stories and blurbs about him!

~ Here is her masterlist!

🤍 @chrisevansonly writes for both Harry and Chris Evans, and when I came across her story Lavender Moonlight...my heart burst! Absolutely incredible writing, such sweet and descriptive imagery, and the most adorable premise! I'm so excited to go through her collection of stories for both men!!

~ Here is her masterlist!

The Dylan O'Brien Category!

♥️ @stilinskisnevermore is one of my favorite Dylan content creators. The obsession started with their Thomas Fic, and quickly snowballed into a full-blown simp-fest! They've written for almost every character of his, including some about him personally! Each one is guaranteed to leave you breathless!

~ Here is their masterlist!

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~ Here is their masterlist!

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💜 @straywords has written an incredible Stucky fanfic that takes place in the mountains that is as cool as the very air in those mountains (...horrible joke, I'll see myself out). They write more explicit content, so make sure to check the warnings, but they've got an extensive catalog that is sure to provide you with excellent stories!

They have some for Steve, Bucky, Stucky, Peter Parker, Yelena Belova, and so many more!

~ Here is their masterlist!

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~ Here is their masterlist!

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ALSO:

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[haleyhunwritess]

Hey babe! I love your writing ❤️ can you do a daddy stucky and little reader blurb where the reader is playing or something and they fall and hit their head? Lots of fluff and little angst?

🤍 drabble daddy!stucky's little gets hurt and they comfort her

a/n: hii bubba i hooe you like this🥹🥹 i didn't get to work on it for too long but i still hope you enjoy it <33

𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐲’𝐬 𝟏𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"Where do you think you're going, little one?" Bucky laughed, chasing you around the living room.

You laughed along with him and kept running until you bumped into Steve, who scoop you up in his arms, "You little troublemaker, running away from your daddy isn't nice, sweetheart. It's not what good girls do."

You pout as soon as you hear it's not what good girls do. Steve says that way too often for your liking. Bucky chuckled as he noticed your pouting face, making you glare back at him.

"Come on, sweetheart, why don't you go give daddy a cuddle since you've been making him chase after you for a while, huh?" Steve carefully set you down and waited for you to go to Bucky. However, instead you just smiled and started to run away again.

But this time, you tripped over one of your stuffie friends and fell pretty hard on the ground. Steve and Bucky both quickly rushed over to you. You were still a bit shocked that you fell so you sat there frozen until you noticed Steve and Bucky both asking if you were okay. Their voices brought you back to reality and you immediately started crying, unsure what else to do.

Steve panicked as soon as you started crying. He hated seeing his girl in pain, and he absolutely hated seeing you cry. All he wanted to do was make you feel better in an instant.

Bucky, on the other hand, knew he had to remain calm for you even if he was panicking on the inside. He gently picked you up off the floor, and started patting your back softly, in attempt to calm you down. Eventually, your cries died down, and Bucky brought you over to the couch to ask you what hurts. You pointed at your knee, and Bucky moved your leggings up to get a better look at it. Thankfully there were no scrapes or anything of that sort.

Steve quickly followed you both, hugging you tightly as soon as Bucky put you down, "Sweetheart, I'm so sorry, it'll be okay. Daddy is gonna make it all better, okay?"

You nodded and leaned into him, resting your head on his chest as you started to feel sleepy all of a sudden.

"Come on, sweetheart, let's get you upstairs for a little nap, okay?" Steve picked you up, holding you tightly in his arms, "Daddy isn't gonna let anything else hurt his angel, okay? My babygirl is gonna stay in my arms for a while so she doesn't get hurt again." Steve mumbled, letting her fall asleep on his shoulder as he carried you upstairs. Bucky just rolled his eyes as he listened to Steve fret over you.

#daddy!bucky #daddy!bucky x little!reader #daddy!bucky x reader #daddy!steve #daddy!steve x reader #daddy!steve x little!reader #daddy!stucky #daddy!stucky x little!reader #🤍 drabble #1k celebration #haley 1k celebration

[writing-for-marvel]

For the Stardust Reblog Challenge: Summer Edition hosted by @liraketo

These are all the fics I've read in June. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic

🔥 - smut | 💗 - fluff I 💧 - angst | 😈 - dark

Dividers by @saradika

Bucky Barnes

💧💗🔥 My Little Love (series) by @crazyunsexycool

💗 A Hero (series) by @rookthorne

💧💗 Moonbeams Light My Path (series) by @sidepartskinnyjeans

💧 The Blade and The Crown (series) by @fandoms-writings

💗💧🔥 My Little Flower by @vase-of-lilies

💗 Touch Starved Bucky by @buckysbvtch3

🔥 Live Now by @world-of-aus

💧💗 By Your Side by @bluehourbucky

🔥 Talk by @buckets-and-trees

💗💧Feel Me by @flordeamatista

💧💗🔥 Sweetie by @wwilsonbarness

💗 Imagine Bucky helping you with your writing by @espinosaurusrexex

💗🔥 When You Move, I Move by @navybrat817

💗 Easy Target by @jobean12-blog

Steve Rogers

💧💗 Unspoken by @targaryenvampireslayer

💗 Kissing Booth by @/crazyunsexycool

💗 Steve x reader by @/crazyunsexycool

💗 Make Him Blush by @intrepidacious

🔥 Late Nights by @princessbellecerise

💧 Time To Leave by @holacia3

Stucky

💗🔥 Such a Tease by @nickfowlerrr

🔥💗 Loving You Means Loving Myself (mini-series) by @late-to-the-party-81

Sam Wilson

🔥💗 NSFW Alphabet by @fluffyprettykitty

💗 Little Accidents by @/intrepidacious

Ari Levinson

💗 Want You To Want Me by @sunshinebuckybarnes

💗 Ari Drabble by @lokiandbuckysdoll

Lloyd Hansen

💧💗🔥 You We’re The One (series) by @georgiapeach30513

Andy Barber

💗 Taking After You by @worksby-d

Ransom Drysdale

🔥 I Want You by @katherineswritingsblog

💗 Ransom Drysdale blurb by @brandycranby

💧💗 Graining by @slyyywriting

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