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savemesomenachos · 5 hours ago
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Update!
So as some of you already saw, my requests are gonna be closed for a while. There are some requests just begging to be written in my inbox already so imma finish those and I will also keep writing Love & Other Desires. I also have to get some reading done do I can REVIEW THE SHIT OUTTA THEM
Until I resume my request taking, I will be accepting questions. Literally any questions. You can just talk to me too. Unload your feelings.
LETS HAVE A CONVERSATION and get to know each other!! (Anons are welcome)
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noshame-bb · 9 hours ago
Hehe since I just saw your latest Stucky post, I've had this idea brewing in my head. So imagine the boys having to deal with a drink avenger!reader. Like this woman is a boss bitch, takes no nonsense, can kick some serious ass but drunk she is a flirt, and softie who just wanna cuddles and kiss her beautiful Beaus. Does she spill some spicy secrets at the party to the rest of the team who knows 🤷 maybe Sam tricks her into playing never have I ever adult version 😂
Idk where this so going, but I would love to read your take on it 😂♥️♥️
awwww nonnie this is-this is gonna be great
pairing: stucky x reader
rating/warnings: fluff, drunk!reader, swear words?
Listen, you didn't mean to get this drunk. Natasha just kept feeding you drinks as the night went on. When you drank you tended to get a little, touchy? You wanted to be cuddled and loved, and praised. During the day, you were a fucking warrior. You were a badass in the feild, fighting peole left and right, always got the job done. You were the teams best technical anylist (besides jarvis of course), in simple terms you were a boss bitch.
"Pssst Natasha!" You whisper yelled to the woman at the bar. "You see those fiiiiiiine men over there?" You point 10 feet away to your super soldier boyfriends chatting with Sam and Tony. "Yeeaaaah I get to go home with them and there gonna sex me so goooood mmhm" You flopped your head onto the bar. Natasha waved Sam, Wanda and Vision over to witness this.
"Oh yeah, what else?" Nat egged on. "Oooooh their such great cuddlers. Having two boyfriends is great because when we cuddle, it's like a big super soldier sandwhich and it's just uuuuuuuuh" At this point Bucky, Steve and Tony walked over to see the comotion.
'Hey! There they are! Hi guys!" You flopped yourself into their arms and hummed. "Hi darlin' " Bucky said with a drawl. "God you guys are warm, kiss please" You looked up at them and puckered your lips. Everyone was trying to hold in their laughs, including Bucky and Steve.
Steve leaned in first and gave you a quick peck, which you pouted at. Then Bucky leaned in and gave you a longer, more forcefull kiss. "Alirght alirght, there's people." Steve asserted as he nudged you both. You pulled away with a angry look, "First you don't even cuddle me properly," looking at how Steve had an arm around your waist, and an arm around Bucky. Bucky had one arm around your shoulders, the other around Steve's waist. ", then you take away my kisses rights! not fair." You yelled as you stomped your foot.
"Yeah boys give her some love" Sam joked. "Shut it Sam" Steve wasn't big on pda. It's not that he didn't want to love on you, he just prefered to keep it private. Bucky started to rub and scratch at your head, making you hum and push your head onto one of their shoulders. Steve's big, warm hand started to rub up and down your back, making you pull away, and grab his hand.
You held it up to your face, examining it. "Watcha doing Y/N?" Wanda questioned with laughter. "Look how big it is! It's like the size my face. UUUh guys! You know what this hand does?" You waited for a response. When no one gave one, you continued. "This hand, wraps around my neck sometimes and then he puts his big fingers-" Bucky put a hand over your mouth. "Alright sweetheart that's enough."
Everyone was stunned. Shocked even. Golden boy, Steve Rogers, kinky? "No Y/N go on, what about Bucky?" Tony asked. Bucky took his hand away, also curious about what you were going to say.
"OOOOOh Ton's you have no idea. His lips, my gooooood he does this thing in my pus-" This time it was Steve that cut you off. "Y/N, love, that's enough." He looked at you with THE look. And with that tone? Oh fuck.
"Uh oh, he's using his daddy tone, I think I'm in trouble." You whispered the last part as if they couldn't hear you. Steve was beat red, and Bucky was laughing his ass off like the rest of them. He looked to Steve, so serious, that means he had to be too.
"Y/N, stop, that's enough" He tilted his head, to let you know he meant buisness. "oooooh he also likes to be called daddy, which is greaaaaat because I like calling them daddy because their amazing and they take care of me and give me amaaaaaaazing orgasms" People couldn't breathe from how hard they were laughing. And that made you laugh.
Steve grabbed your cheeks by one hand and moved your head towards him. "Baby" He said in a low tone. Bucky turned you to look at him as well, "Enough"
You hung your head, "sorry" you once again flopped into their chests, as they continued their minstrastions from ealier. "cuddles now?" You asked in a sweet, innocent tone, complete 180 from ealier. Everyone gawked, h-how did they just-
"Of course darling." Bucky answered. "kissy's too?"
Steve smiled down out you, seeing your innocent doe eyes he loves so much. "Mmm course bubs, lets go to bed hmm?" You hummed. Bucky picked you up but your thighs, you wrapped your legs around his waist. You reached an arm out to Steve, wanting his hand to hold. "Alright little love, I'm coming," He turned to the group. ", night everyone"
"night night!" You yelled out before falling asleep on Buckys shoulder.
Everyone just stood there. Not knowing what the hell just happened.
Vision spoke up, "I did not find any of that amusing"
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coffeecatsandcandles · 9 hours ago
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𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕖
ღ 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒 (𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑦, 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑒, 𝑐... 𝑖'𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠)
ღ 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 21 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑
ღ 𝑠𝑢𝑛: 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑢𝑠, 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛: 𝑙𝑒𝑜, 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝑔𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖... 𝑖 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒!
ღ 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑖 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎.
ღ 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑓 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑖𝑎𝑛.
𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖
↠ 𝑏𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠 (𝑀𝐶𝑈)
↠ 𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑒 (𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠)
 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖
✰ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑒:
𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠
𝑒𝑢𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑎
𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑠
 ✰ 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑠:
𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑡
𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟
𝑖, 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑎
𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡
ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑦
𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑔𝑜
𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤
𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑦
𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒
 ✰ 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒:
𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑙
𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑔
𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑘𝑖
𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒
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sidepartskinnyjeans · 13 hours ago
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Man with a plan - Part 2
Sequel to Girlfriend Boyfriend Girlfriend Boyfriend
Genre: still a but angsty, but mostly very very smutty.
Summary: there's a new plan and you finally have an honest conversation with your boys.
Warnings: very smutty, language, oral (m receiving), masterbation, vaginal penetration, double penetration, hint of Daddy kink, hint of power play don/sub dynamics, hint of choking, dirty talk, mention of edging, hint of orgasm control.
A/N: get your happy tissues, close the curtains because our little thruple have missed each other.
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The private car slows at the back of the hotel, pulling into the underground car park. This is nothing new, a member of staff leads you to a private room. 'The Pen' as you Steve and Bucky normally call it, a small room you wait in before you 'officially' arrive. Sometimes you and Bucky 'arrive' together, sometimes you 'bump into' him on the carpet and greet each other, surprised. The best one is when Steve takes you, the story that he has been looking after you while Bucky is away. Then he can put his arm around you for a while, even if you're not supposed to kiss properly he kisses you on the cheek when you greet Bucky.
This time the pen is smaller than normal and there's a table set but it's so dark, just some candles and low lights on the table. What on earth. A door opens on the other side of the room and you here voices, familiar voices and you allow yourself a smile hoping the dark will protect you.
"I don't understand why I'm not allowed to do by bow tie up though Buck, I look scruffy."
"I think you look good Stevie, disheveled, its sexy"
God you can't wait to see that, it's your dream, you're always telling Michelle they should do the 'end of the night' look for Steve, Captain America, ruffled. You stay in the shadow and bite your lip.
"I think they got us mixed up Buck, you look great"
"Ergh" you can hear the shudder. "A tie though" god damn you want to see that.
You had only seen him in a tie twice. The first time was for a very exclusive award ceremony dinner at the White House, he looked so good you'd pretended to faint and spent the rest of the night playing with it whenever he turned to you.
The second time was difficult for him. They had asked him and Steve to wear their uniforms, replicas of their 40s attire. Bucky had had a melt down remembering being taken, the prison, Steve had had to dress him and you coaxed him into the back of the limo. He was shaking and you could see tears in his eyes. You casually wiped off your lips stick, told Steve to not let him touch your hair, rucked your skirt up to your knees so it wouldn't get crumpled and squeezed in front of him. You edged him for 40 minutes until you arrived at the venue and he finally let go. He looked relaxed and happy for the pictures then you let the world have him for an hour before faking ill so he could take him home, your home. Their home.
They appear out of the shadows and pause at the table, probably time to make your appearance too.
"Hi" you say, shyly, earning a hi and a hey back. "I guess if they left snacks we're going to be here for a little while." They nod, speechless.
As you walk towards them your hips move the slits in your dress. This wasn't an outfit for you, hips and thighs too wide the slits won't close fully, you feel a bit exposed
Steve pulls a chair out and you aim for the one next to him but he touches your wrist at the last moment. Not a grab, just his fingers running under the loose bracelet, and motions with his head at the seat in front. He pulls the chair out further letting you sit down and then tucking you in, knees brushing under the table cloth.
They take a seat on either side of you, the small table crowding you together.
"You look beautiful, by the way" Steve says and he's not looking at your legs, or the too deep v of the top, he's looking in your eyes.
"You do, you look stunning" Bucky agrees "I'm surprised you picked it, we've been on at Michelle for ages that you'd look good in that"
"We didn't think you'd be comfortable though, so we vetoed it a few times" Steve finishes. Opening the bottle of wine from the middle of the table and pouring two glasses.
"She said it was the only thing I was allowed to wear, but thanks"
You lapse into awkward silence.
"Its weird because, I've asked her countless times to dress you like this" you use your wine glass to point at them "I wasn't wrong. You both look good. I just didn't think they'd do it when we're...." you stop. You were going to say over but you don't want to be. This is just a fight, right. It's solvable.
Steve looks around and checks his watch, eyeing the exits.
You start to feel a bit weird too, all the details have been very vague compared to the normally boring amount of notes you got before an event.
"Maybe" Bucky suggests, fingernail picking the label on his beer "we could talk?"
You put your hand over his "I'd like that. I want to talk about the house thing." Steve goes to speak but you cut him off, holding your finger up "but I want honesty. I don't want game playing. I don't want macho bravado. Tell me what you feel. Okay?"
They nod.
"I'll go first. I felt that I was being told I had to move and, I don't like being told what to do. I love my house and I thought you loved it too and I was hurt because I thought it, I, wasn't enough there. And this, us, is so new. I was so hurt before, what if you get fed up of me? I'd have no where to go, I can't start over again " You pull at a lose thread on your napkin, looking down at your lap and bringing your rambling to an end.
Warm arms surround you, pine fresh, almost citrusy, Steve, you take a deep breath and feel calmer just letting him hold you.
"We would never have made you do anything, my darling. I'm sorry for playing games, I wanted you to want to move in and I knew you would resist. I should have told Tony no to start with. I just, I thought I could give you a home and make you happy. I wanted you to have everything you could dream and I guess I got that confused with buying and building things. You don't have to do anything you don't want to." He kissed the top of your head. It felt like you were being recharged, you needed more. Lifting your head you meet his lips for a soft slow kiss. "I am worried about your safety though, I think it got me confused."
"Peach?" Bucky sounds wrecked now, he reaches for you and you can't deny him, you fall into his arms, settling yourself on his lap as he buries his face in your neck. "That day, when I came home, because it is my home still I hope" he feels you nod against his shoulder "you and Steve in the kitchen, my dinner in the oven, a beer in my hand, you were both so beautiful and I was so happy and so sad at the same time. I want to stay there with you, desperately, but Tony is right."
"If you want to stay why are you arguing with me" you lift your head and cup his cheek, making him meet your eyes.
"Because I can't protect you there. I dont have to worry about Steve so much, but you're so precious. And despite how fierce you are with us, at work, you're fragile compared to what we see out in the world. If you got involved, if they found you, I wouldn't be able to help you. That's why I was angry. I took it out on you baby girl because I'm scared but I'm sorry."
He had tears over flowing at the corner of his eyes, you kissed them away, he spread his hand at the nape of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair and pulled you down for a proper kiss. Not searing and angry like in Steve's office, gentle and full of love.
"I'm sorry too, I thought it wasnt enough for you and I lashed out. I've missed you both so much. If you really think it's about safety I'll do it, I don't want you worrying about me."
"We would both rather live with you, but that little house just can't protect any of us." Steve stands behind you, one arm around Bucky, the other resting on your shoulders.
"I'll do it. But, I want to keep my house, maybe rent it out or something?" You all agree to keep the little house.
"So..." you lean back, head resting on both their arms, their eyes flicking up and down your body. "I, I really did miss you. I've been really lonely..."
"Hmm, me too" Bucky agrees, the hand on your knee sliding forwards between your legs, brushing the fabric away.
"It's not the same without you Princess" Steve agrees, leaning over to kiss the back of you neck, hand already sat below your collarbone, fingers pressing into the top of your exposed breast.
"Do you have a room" you breath out against Bucky's lips. Steve slides a card into you hand. "Do you think there even is an event?" You worry. You all got chewed out the last time you were messed up before the pictures.
"I don't fucking care I need you both now" Steve growls tipping your head back for a fierce kiss.
"Me either, we'll protect you if we get in trouble" Bucky kisses up Steve's neck.
"Oh good" you watch them kiss "because I'm so frustrated right now, it's not the same without you" that gets their attention.
"Yeah?" Steve quirks an eye brow standing back up "wanna show us?"
"I wanna see" Bucky whines.
"Not here"
Steve pulls you and you stagger briefly out into the blinding light of the lobby before Bucky is tugging you into the lift.
"We're gonna get in so much trouble" you pant, but it's hard to care too much when you're pressed against the cold glass wall of of the lift, one leg around Bucky's hip as he holds it there with his left hand. Your skin prickles against the feeling. His right hand is splayed out next to your face as he dips down to kiss you, the force pushing your head back until he's the only thing keeping you upright.
"Are we gonna get to finish this this time" his voice is low, lips pressing at that spot you like under your ear.
"Uh huh" you nod.
"No, come on, tell Steve what we did"
"Bucky" you whine, his hand moving up your other leg, tapping your thigh. You jump into his arms and bury your face, embarrassed, into his neck.
Steve stands behind Bucky, arms around his shoulders, hand tangled in your hair.
"I know what you did on my desk, damn animals"
Bucky smirks "you love it"
The doors open and you search for Steve's room, stumbling on your heels as you fall through the door. The room is huge so you find the first soft surface, a long Chesterfield sofa with low arms.
"God that dress" Bucky's hands are on your thighs, your hands in his hair keeping you connected. Your legs hit the arm of the sofa, hands holding your shoulders steady. Steve is behind you, turning you so he can kiss you. He has one foot on the floor the other kneeling on the sofa, he sits back, pulling you forward as Bucky's hands hold your hips still.
You've lost all balance, just their hands keeping you steady and the occasional support of the sofa as you're bent almost double.
"Fuck Peach I can't wait, I've been hard since you walked into the room" his hands smooth over your back and down towards your ass, pushing the flimsy fabric aside and ripping your panties off. You know the feeling, it's like you've been wet for weeks. Unable to find satisfaction without them.
Steve kisses you as Bucky slides home, no preamble. You're so full, each inch of him pressed inside of you feels right. Gasping against Steve's lips as Bucky rolls his hips experimentally.
You squeeze your eyes closed and reach a hand to steady yourself on Steve's shoulders as Bucky finds his rhythm.
Steve's hands move to open his dress slacks as you lean your weight against him. Shaking with each thrust. He's hard too, you can see precum leaking out between his fingers. It's an involuntary reaction but he catches you licking your lips.
"Princess" he moans against you, a hand between your shoulder blades encourages you down until your lips find the head of Steve's cock, the skin soft against your lips, you move down as far as you can, meeting Steve's hand when you can't reach,smearing your lipstick over his thumb and finger.
"Baby girl you should see yourself" Bucky groans, hips faltering at the sight, you flutter around him. None of you are even undressed yet and you feel gone, spaced out.
"Oh it feels so good, please"
"Please? Please what baby, you need something" he knows exactly what, the bastard, but you're too far gone, too lost in the darkness of your own pleasure to even care right now. You know what he wants to hear, you keep it back on purpose and now you've reached your tipping point, your walls clenching, thighs soaking he can have it to.
"Please, Daddy, I want to cum" you feel the hand in your hair tighten, the smugness radiating from him.
"Cum for us Peach, let me feel you" you can't deny him and you cum hard at he same time, release trickling down your bare legs.
Steve squeezes your shoulders and spurts down your throat, unexpected and uncontrollably. You swallow audibly, making eye contact through your eyelashes as he pants. He cups your chin, thumb running over your bottom lip, a familiar feeling, normally the start of a gentle loving kiss. But instead of leaning in you open your mouth and stick out your tongue before licking your lips.
"Baby, give me a minute you're too much" he breaths but he still pulls you over the arm of the sofa and onto his chest. He's hard again, you can feel him against your leg even if he isn't mentally ready.
You're a mess and you want out of this dress now, a cool hand already on your back tugging at the zipper, it comes off in his hand and you squeeze around nothing, still not satisfied, their every move electric.
Bucky kisses up your back as he pulls the dress off you and you settle over Steve's hips, his hands on your waist.
He looks done. So tired from arguing and still panting from his last orgasm.
"Come on Stevie" you grind down onto him, the fabric of his trousers rubbing over you just right. It's not lost on you that you're the only one naked, save for your heels. He grips tighter stopping you from moving "please"
"Don't be cruel Steve" Bucky kneels on the floor face even with Steve's and kisses him slowly. "You gonna make her beg? That's mean"
It's rich coming from Bucky after what he's put you through.
You want to let him do the work for you but you're too desperate "please honey, please, I need you, need to feel you inside of me"
"Is that right princess" he tucks your messy hair behind your ear "how bad?"
"So bad, I can't live without you, I need you, need you to fill me up, need you to make me cum" Both soldiers groan, Bucky's hand squeezing your thigh
"Show him Peach" he moves your hand away from Steve's chest to your dripping folds "show him what you need"
You let your fingers dance over your clit, sliding lower through the mess you and Bucky have just made. Both men stare at you as you slide two fingers inside, curling gently. You lift up slightly at the feeling, moaning quietly.
Bucky straddles Steve's legs, sitting behind you, cupping your breasts, thumbs rolling over your nipples until they harden.
"Is this what you did when you missed us?" He asks, voice low as he presses kisses into your shoulders. "Or did you play with your little toys too?"
You gasp as a cold metal finger slides in alongside you own.
"I tried it all" your head falls back against Bucky's shoulder. "But I wanted more, needed more, needed you"
You writhe back against Bucky's hand, it feels so good but isn't enough. Your fingers curling inside are getting you close but knowing Steve is right there, the base of his hard cock pushing against your clit as you roll forward, you still feel empty.
He pushes your hands away and lifts your hips slightly so you can line yourself up. You brace yourself on his chest but he takes your weight anyway. Bucky's hands find yours and move them away. You slip slightly, sliding further down his length. Your hands behind your back you are completely at Steve's mercy as he starts to roll his hips.
Bucky keeps your hands in his, tugging slightly so you lean towards him, back arched and neck exposed.
"I'm gonna get a big mirror for next to our bed so you can look at yourself like this, so beautiful. So perfect." You close your eyes, his left hand slides up your throat, tilting your head so he can see your face. "Look at me Doll" he whispers, your eyes fluttering open, pupils blown. He doesn't look much different,there is only the faintest hint of blue grey now, eyes so wide he looks possessed, by you, by Steve, by the sound of your bodies moving together.
Steve's fingers dig into your hips stilling the roll of your hips and holding you high so only the tip of him remains brushing against your silky walls. He makes eye contact with Bucky who tightens his grip on your hands and slides his hand back around your throat, finger tips tickling behind your ear.
You try to move down, needing friction but it doesn't work and they won't tell you how to get it.
"Please, please please" you gasp out, mind gone.
"Say it" Bucky squeezes your wrists
"Please, Captain, please" you sob and that's all it takes before Steve is fucking up into you, grunting as his hips meet yours, bruises already forming under his fingers ripping another orgasm from you and filling you with the heat of his own pleasure.
Bucky let's your hands go and holds you, his hand on your hips, Steve's on your waist the feeling all consuming as he lifts you up. The evidence of Bucky and Steve leaving tracks down your red thighs.
"Holy shit Princess" Steve pulls you down for a kiss, firm but loving. "Are you okay?"
"More than okay" you feel limp, closing your eyes as they lay you on the huge bed. You can feel a towel cleaning you off and a glass bottle pushed into your hand.
"Drink some water darling" Steve helps you tip the bottle up to your lips. He's discarded his dress trousers, boxers and jacket, his shirt open half way, bow tie clinging to the sweat at his neck, sinful.
"Please tell me you're gonna wear that again" you grin.
"Told you she's fine" Bucky smirks, stroking your hair, his clothes haven't survived any better, although he is quicker to discard his shirt and tie.
You lay together kissing for a few minutes, just enjoying the feel of being with each other again.
"You know" Bucky hums "I'm one behind you both" his finger is dancing over your stomach, tickling your belly button and threatening to brush lower.
"That sounds like a Bucky problem and not a me problem" you turn to him.
"Oh really?" He leans down and starts kissing up your leg, lapping at the slow trickle of cum leaking down your thighs.
"Really" you move backwards up the bed az he chases you and rest your heel on the apex of his right shoulder.
"Maybe Stevie can help you, he's been very lazy this evening." You look over at Steve lying at the foot of the bed, arm throwniver his eyes.
"Leave me alone I'm an old man"
"Nuh uh, you and Bucky might have been born first, but I didn't laze about in ice for years, I'm the oldest. And I say come and help the Sergeant out." You can see his dick twitch and a cheeky smile peak out from under his arm.
"Or what?"
You move your foot from Bucky's shoulder to Steve's leg and slide the sharp heel over his thigh.
"C'mon Steve. Be a team player. Lead by example."
He glares at you but pushes your leg away, kneeling up to crawl over to Bucky, hand on his chest laying him back down.
You wiggle back up the bed so you can get comfy and enjoy the view.
Steve kisses Bucky lazily, hands tangled in his hair knee spreading his legs, pressing against Bucky's cock.
"Steve!" Bucky arched up as Steve's hand wrapped around him, large and warm.
"Hey, that's Captain to you" you poke him in the rib with your heel.
"Sorry, sorry," he pants, Steve's hand pumps slowly, drawing a whine from Bucky's lips as he kisses down his chest. "Please Captain please"
"Wait Steve" you stop him, Steve hovers over Bucky's leaking cock, licking his lips.
"Please what baby, what do you need?" Bucky's eyes fluttered open, dark and needy, staring at you.
"Please Captain, please please make me cum."
You nod at Steve and he finally licks slowly, you can see his tongue swirl in the precum dripping over his head.
Bucky fists his hands in Steve's hair, but the blonde predicts you this time and pins Bucky's hands to his sides, humming around him until he's writhing.
Jesus you should have done this weeks ago, your fingers move lower, you need to satiate the ache building between you legs.
The hotel phone rings. Steve's eyes flick over to you but he doesn't stop, just presses Bucky's hands harder into the mattress.
You lean over and wave for him to carry on.
"Yes?"
"You left the pen, you're meant to be having your pictures taken, where are you?!"
"Oh Tony" Steve gags as Bucky writhes trying to get free. 'Don't fucking stop' you mouth and Steve continues "we had to leave, Bucky wasn't feeling well" as if on cue Bucky moans and then bites his lip.
"Right... you know he can't get sick" Tony laughs
"Its a super Soldier sickness" you shrug.
"And this is Steve's hotel room, that he booked in his own name, with his own money and I bribed the receptionist to give me the number for" shit.
You look to the end of the bed, Bucky can't help himself now, arching his back and silently begging. You nod and he finally releases, Steve pulls back wiping the edge of his mouth. You wish Tony would fuck off so you can take a picture.
"Oh dear Tony I'm going through a tunnel, you're breaking up" and you hang up stifling a laugh.
Downstairs Tony swirled the ice in his glass.
"Plan worked then?" Natasha asked.
"Like a dream"
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navybrat817 · 15 hours ago
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Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: Bucky dishes out some punishment and Steve is in his corner. Word Count: Over 1.9k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, edging, oral sex (f receiving), possessive behavior, slight D/s theme, tattooed Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers (they’re warnings, okay?)
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A/N: Another part of my Howling Commandos Tattoo AU! I will not say when this falls in the timeline for now and I am not taking requests, but I couldn’t resist this ask! Beta read by the wonderful @sparkledfirecracker​​, but any and all mistakes are my own. Thank you, lovely! Banner created by yours truly, but Bucky and Steve photos were provided by the talented @nix-akimbo​! This AU wouldn’t exist without them. And divider by the beautiful @firefly-graphics​! Comments, asks, likes and reblogs are appreciated!
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You were going to kill Bucky. At the very least, torture him. You had no clue how because you couldn't think with his mouth playing you like a song on repeat. He told you once that he could eat you out for hours and he was making good on that promise. Both of your boyfriends were champion pussy eaters and you thanked the heavens above for your blessings. Until today.
You lost track of how long he had been between your legs, stopping occasionally to give you water and wipe the sweat off your forehead. He also checked your binds, making sure they didn't hurt your wrists. It was a sweet contrast to the delicious torment he inflicted on you. And you would have been more than fine with that if he let. You. Come. 
"Fuck, doll. Told you I could eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner," he said, his voice low and husky as his breath hit your folds. You wanted to twist your fingers in his hair, unsure if you wanted to push him away or pull him closer. "But my cock is greedy for your hole, too."
"Then fuck me!" you whined. 
"Not yet. I'm still hungry."
He gently circled your oversensitive clit with the tip of his tongue, groaning as he licked along your glistening lips moments later. He pushed two fingers deep inside you, plunging and curling to the point where your toes began to curl. You felt like you were trying to balance on a tightrope, but each time you got to the end you had to start over.
"Please. Fuck, please!" you begged when he slipped his fingers out, feeling how wet they were as he placed them on your trembling thigh.
"Still so wet for me, doll. You really do have the most amazing pussy."
"If it's so amazing, why won't you let me come?!" you snapped, blinking the tears from your eyes. 
"You know why," he chastised, chuckling when you did your best to glare at him. "You may growl like a tiger, but you bite like a kitten. What's your word?"
The smallest smile touched your lips when concern slipped into his voice. He was good about checking in. "Green."
"Good girl," he whispered as he dipped his head back down.
He held your thighs apart so tenderly and possessively as his tongue lapped and swirled in soft caresses. Your entire frame shook as desire rolled off of you in waves, a hot, writhing mess as he continued to play with your cunt. The colors of his tattoos seemed even brighter as you looked down at him, crying out when he suddenly stopped again. His face almost had a glow to it as he smirked up at you. 
"You want it so bad when all you had to do was be good," he scolded, sucking on your hard nub as your mouth fell open. He managed to do it slowly enough that the coil inside you wound tighter. How did it not snap?!
"I am good!" you argued.
"How long have you been at it?" 
Your head turned toward the open door, amusement in Steve's eyes as he lazily leaned against the frame. You were going to torture him, too, for standing there and not helping. Once you got your bearings and came up with a plan.
"Hours," came the muffled reply of the brunette.
"Have you let her come?"
"No. Not once," Bucky replied, sounding pained.
"What did you do, sweetheart?"
You looked over at the blonde innocently. Too innocently. "Nothing!" you yelped when Bucky squeezed your thigh. 
"Uh uh. What did we say about communication?" Steve asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Fuck! Fine! I skipped lunch...and… breakfast?"
The blonde no longer looked amused as he slowly walked over to the bed, ignoring the slurps of Bucky lavishing on your twitching hole. "What do you mean you skipped lunch and breakfast?"
You shrank back at his thunderous gaze. You already received that same look from the brunette after he found out you skipped a meal. Your boyfriends hated the thought of you not taking care of yourself or not being cared for. And you felt guilty. "Work was...Oh, fuck! Busy!"
The bed dipped as Steve sat down, pressing a kiss to your warm forehead. "Work will always be there. You put yourself first," he whispered as you closed your eyes. You were still working on that. "Did he feed you?"
You hiccupped a bit, the pleasure you were so close to reaching just out of your grasp. "Yes."
"Mmm. She ate every bite before I tied her up," Bucky promised, giving you no reprieve as he held you down. 
"Good girl," Steve whispered, moving his mouth to yours. As his tongue slipped past your parted lips, he somehow moved it in sync with Bucky's and you felt yourself tighten as you let your men devour you. 
But just as you reached the edge, everything stopped. It. Fucking. Stopped. You wrenched your face away from Steve's with a frustrated moan. “You. Fucking. Bastard."
Tears must have slipped out because you felt fingertips brush them away from your cheeks, even as both of them smiled at you. "Color?" Steve asked.
"Green! It is so fucking green!" you swore, your chest heaving. How much longer would they make you suffer?
"It really is cute when you swear. C'mon, Buck. Give her your cock. I think she more than earned it."
Bucky made a gruff sound as he stood up, fisting himself as he took in the sight of you. You knew it had to be agony for him, too, to not be inside you the moment he had you bound. "You look ruined, doll."
"Ruin her some more."
You nearly sobbed in relief when his cock pressed against your entrance. You couldn't even push your hips forward to take him in, but he didn't make you wait as he slid inside you. The only sound you could let out was a whimper as he stole your breath. 
His thickness stretched you to the limit as he hammered into you, his eyes not leaving yours. Your walls selfishly tried to keep him there when Steve leaned down to take a nipple into his mouth. You could only take so much as Bucky continued to bury himself in you over and over. 
"There you go,” Steve said softly, brushing his thumb over the other nipple. Even those felt more sensitive to the touch. “Bet you won't skip a meal again. You know that makes us worry.”
“I’m sorry,” you whimpered, even though Bucky should have also apologized for edging the shit out of you. Edging drove you crazy when you didn't plan it in advance… which is exactly why he did it. What good was a punishment if you enjoyed it from start to finish?
“I’ll bet you are,” Steve breathed out, feeling him smirk as he went back to gently sucking on the hard peak.
You didn’t bother coming up with a retort, instead making sounds of unrestrained pleasure. It didn’t matter how obscene you sounded as long as Bucky kept snapping his hips. It felt like he was trying to fuck you within an inch of your life. He owed you that. 
“I know, doll. I know,” Bucky said, a touch of sympathy mixed with his lust. “But it’s going to feel good when you come all over my cock.”
Steve turned his head away for a split second to give your aching nipple a break, his beard scraping along your skin. “Fuck, she really did leave some shine all over your face.”
“And the sheet,” Bucky said smugly. 
“Fucking. Tattooed. Bastards,” you gasped, more than ready to break.
“You love us,” Bucky said, his eyes intense as you moaned in response. “Just like you love feeling us wreck your tight, pretty pussy.”
“Yes!” you cried, hearing both men moan as you began to shake all over again. “Just let me come, please!”
Steve reached down, circling his finger along your clit. He barely touched it and you still felt like you were on fire. “Think she’s really sorry?”
You struggled to keep it together, gritting your teeth as you felt that rising bliss. “I am sorry… that I worried you. Please.”
For a second, you thought Bucky would pull back and stop again… until he slammed into you so hard you screamed. It’s like he was determined to fuck into your mind that you were their girl and that meant being cared for… by them and yourself. Feeling him pound into your desperate pussy, your walls began to spasm. Spirals of ecstasy began to spread as tears fell. 
“Bucky. Steve, please,” you begged as Steve’s finger circled your clit again.
Bucky took pity on you as his gaze went soft. “Come.”
The command was undeniable, tightening around the cock inside you as you finally climaxed. You thought you sobbed out “thank you” as you got lost in the haze, but you couldn’t be sure. Clamping down as his thrusts increased, you still felt every drag along your slick walls. You rode out the feeling of complete satisfaction and you took everything. Because you were their best girl and you were made to.
“Jesus, fuck, that’s gorgeous,” Steve groaned.
Bucky thrusts a few more times before letting out one of the deepest, sexiest growls you ever had the pleasure of hearing. Considering there were days you couldn’t keep either one of them from having you, that said something. Feeling him flood your insides as he shoved himself deep was a feeling you would never get over. It felt like heaven from both of them. 
Steve already had your wrists untied as you attempted to catch your breath, kissing each of them gently before letting Bucky stretch over you. His breathing was heavy for a minute, feeling his heart thud almost as fast as yours. His lips met yours in a soft kiss after a few more minutes, humming when he felt you kiss him back. “Still with us, doll?”
You nodded, grounded by having them there as your high faded into oblivion. “Still with you.”
“Do you get why Bucky punished you the way he did?” Steve asked curiously.
You nodded again. “Because I know to take care of myself and I didn’t. And… the punishment was chosen to teach me a lesson," you said quietly, swallowing. Steve had a bottle of water at your mouth in seconds, waiting until you took a few sips before you continued. You were proud you could form words. “But I don’t skip meals often, which is why I was only edged for a few hours.”
Bucky smiled, kissing you again. “I love how smart you are. We just want you to take care of yourself. You gonna do that?”
“Yeah,” you whispered, keeping your eyes shut. You really didn’t mean to worry them. It was still tough to remember some days that you had people looking out for you. But you had a family. 
“We’ll get you cleaned up and I’ll order a pizza,” Steve offered.
“We ate,” you grumbled, but you smiled. 
“I’m still hungry,” Bucky smirked, making all three of you laugh.
Fucking tattooed bastards. 
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Hours later, Steve smiled as he walked into the bedroom. Seeing you asleep in Bucky’s arms, holding you like he couldn’t let go, was a sight to behold. He would have to draw it later from memory. 
"What, punk?" Bucky asked as his friend shook his head. 
"Nothing. Just… love looks good on you."
"Looks good on you, too, Steve. Looks good on you, too."
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shieldforbucky · 18 hours ago
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“There is a part of me that is desperate to know if my absence has done any damage to you. That there is a possibility that you too, experience long restless nights due to the thought of me. That your heart is broken in the same place as mine.
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I want to know i’m not the only one hurting from this.
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I want to know that i actually meant something to you”
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vdlest · 18 hours ago
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The Barnes & Rogers Talk
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Characters:
Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader
Summary:
Bucky can’t stop talking about you to his best friend, Steve Rogers.
Warning:
Fluff
It’s a Friday night and you let Bucky have his boy's night out with the boys at Tony’s penthouse. Bucky was hesitant to go with the boys since he doesn't want to leave you all alone in your apartment, but you insisted that he also needs time off and time of relaxation with his friends just like when you are going out with Nat and Wanda.
“So, how’s the new couple of the team?” Tony asked Bucky when they are sitting all together in Tony’s living room, “Have you guys thought of getting married already?”
Bucky knew that he’d be on the hot seat tonight, especially now that everyone knows about your relationship with the White Wolf.
You and Bucky have been friends since you joined the team, he has always been so soft and gentle with you. Whenever you’ll be on the same mission as him, he’ll always look out for you. Whenever you’re wounded, badly or not, he’ll be so frantic and so concern about you. This softness of his made you fall in love with him. You saw a good man in him. You saw a man with great dedication in what he does.
“We’re good, Tony. We’re having the time of our lives and enjoying every little thing about our relationship. But about marriage,” Bucky shook his head, “We just got together and I don’t want to rush her.”
“Barnes is right. They just got together as a couple. Why rush them?” Bruce asked Tony, agreeing with Bucky’s view of marrying you right away.
“Well,” Tony shrugged his shoulders, “I’m just saying. They’ll be down that road anyway, so might as well do it right away.”
Steve glances at Bucky and saw his pal just smiling. If Bucky will be the only one to decide on your relationship, he’ll agree with Tony, he’ll marry you right away. But it doesn't work that way. Bucky respects every decision you make, whether it’s for your life or the food of your relationship. You two will consult everything to each other before anyone of you makes the decision.
“Hey, let’s not rush the lovebirds,” Steve mumbled to Tony, defending his pal, "Let them enjoy everything first. Getting married is a different thing and a very serious one."
Tony gave up eventually, they moved on talking about Thor and his former flame, Jane. Bucky found the opportunity to finally call you, he's been thinking of doing that for quite some time now, and he didn't want to be rude so he waited for the perfect time.
You were in your apartment, catching up with your favorite TV series when the screen of your phone lightened up. You checked it and saw Bucky calling you. A smile escaped your lips upon seeing his name on your phone.
"Hey," you said after pressing the green button, "How's your night going?" you asked him.
"I miss you," Bucky answered on the other line, disregarding your question.
Your smile grew wider as you heard Bucky's answer to you, "Already?" you chuckled and shook your head, "You know, I never really thought you'd be the clingy one on our relationship," you said.
When you and Bucky got together, you thought you'd be the clingy and sweet one, but after spending a lot of time together, you soon realized that it's Bucky. He would be the one who'll initiate the call, who'll always text you first, and he won't end the call or call it a night until you two said your I love yous to each other, which you find cute and kind of unexpected.
"How's your night with the boys?" you asked him again, hoping to get an answer this time.
Bucky sighed, "Everything's good. The food is great, there's a lot of drinks, and Thor right now is being so drunkard," he shared.
"Oh, no," you shook your head and clicking your tongue with your teeth, "Is he talking about Jane now?" you joked.
"Actually, he is," Bucky answered. He sighed, "How 'bout you? How's your night?" he asked you.
You told him you're just watching a TV series and right after the episode you're in, you're gonna sleep and rest. He said he could've been with you and sleeping beside you tonight if only you agreed to him not attending Tony's party tonight.
"Buck, we already talked about this, right?" you reminded him of your conversation two nights ago, "I don't want your world to revolve around me all the time. I mean, you also have a life to deal with and we need to do some things on our own, most especially spending time with our friends. One more thing, I don't want our friends to think that we only just got together and we already forgot interacting and connecting with them," you explained.
Bucky agreed to what you said and everything made sense to him.
"I'll just leave you a message when I got home already, just in case you were asleep by that time," he told you.
You smiled as you hear how adorable your man is, "Okay, Sergeant Barnes. You should hang up and enjoy the night. I'll just see you tomorrow. Okay?" you said.
"I love you."
"I love you too," you replied.
•••
As soon as Bucky put his phone in his pocket, he roamed his eyes and saw his best friend drinking alone in the bar area. He soon makes his way down there and asks if something is bothering Steve.
"You okay?" Bucky asked Steve as he taps his best friend's shoulder.
Steve smiles at him and nods, "Yeah, I'm just grabbing a new drink," he said.
"Thanks for backing me up a while ago. I didn't know what to do to drive the conversation away about me and y/n getting married already," Bucky said, thanking Steve.
"It's nothing. I know you, Buck. I know when you're too shy or too kind to turn the boat around," he pointed out. "But you know, I've always thought you and y/n would make a great couple," he added.
Steve was one of the people who would always tease you about liking Bucky. He said he has an eye for possible love relationships, just like what he saw between you and Bucky, Bruce and Nat, who by the way is still running around like a carousel.
"Man, I'm just so God damn happy. I didn't know this is what love will make out of me," Bucky said, smiling from ear to ear as he expresses his happiness of having you in his life to Steve, "I'll always look forward to the part where I'll come home to see her, and we'll just sit on her couch and watch a movie together. Whenever she wanted to go out and eat at her favorite pizza parlor, I'd be happy to join her 'cause I know it would make her so happy. There were times when she's gonna ask me to use her lap as my pillow and I find it so comforting, especially when she'll start to play with my hair using her fingers. That's something I can get used to for the rest of my life."
Steve could see in his best friend's eyes the happiness he thought he'd never see again. One thing's for sure, he's very happy, more like extremely happy for you and Bucky.
"And Tony's right," Bucky added, "One way or another, y/n and I will be on our way to settling down, getting married, building our own family and future. There's no other woman I'd want to go through that but y/n."
Steve chuckled as he taps Bucky's arm, "I know that feeling, Buck. I get it. Believe me, I'm really happy for you and y/n. There are no words to express my happiness and excitement for both of you," he sincerely stated. "And about settling down, you're right about it. You and y/n should take things slow and never rush into that part, that'll come and by that time arrives, you two are already ready," Steve advised to his best friend.
He has seen Bucky dated women in the past, but he knew what you and Bucky have is different from those past flings. He knew his pal is 100% serious in what he feels for you and there's no way on Earth he'd screw it up.
"If only Peggy's here, the four of us might have a double date to do," Steve smiles and looked down.
Bucky saw Steve's smile faded away.
He knew his best friend is still hurting for not getting his shot with Peggy in the past, for not being able to fulfill his promised dance to her, and of course, for not growing old together. It also concerns him that he's happy with you, yet Steve isn't that happy because he lost his chance at love.
"Steve," Bucky squeezes Steve's shoulder, "I have no solution for your lost time and chance with Agent Carter, but there's only one piece of advice I could give you and I'm sure that's what she wants for you too."
Steve looked up to Bucky with a frown on his face.
Bucky sighed, "Maybe it's time to open up your heart to someone else, to give yourself a chance to experience love again," he pondered.
"I don't know, Buck," Steve sighed, pausing for a moment to take a sip from his drink, "The last time I did that, I screwed up," he said, referring to his failed flirting and date with Sharon Carter.
"Well, you can always talk to Nat or even y/n if they can set you up with someone. I'm sure they'll come up with something," Bucky still insisting his best pal to date. "Come on, man, I can't stand being happy and you are being an old man," he joked.
Steve glared at his best friend, "Buck, you don't need to worry about me. Alright? If that thing about dating or flirting comes along, I'd be happy to entertain it, but if it doesn't, I'm fine with it as well. Dating a Captain America could be tough, so I'm sure it'll be hard to find the woman who could understand me and my course of work," he pointed out. When Bucky was about to insist again, Steve spoke again, "Just be happy with y/n, that's more than enough for me. Alright?"
Bucky shook his head and sighed, "Fine. But just in case you changed your mind, you know what to do," he reminded Steve.
"I sure will," Steve extended his glass to have a toast with Bucky.
-v.dl
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sidepartskinnyjeans · 21 hours ago
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Man with a Plan - Part 1
Sequel to - Girlfriend Boyfriend Girlfriend Boyfriend - which you can read here
Genre: everything, fluff, angst, smut.
Summary: Tony thinks you need to move to the compound, you disagree. Steve and Bucky try to convince you.
This happens between additional stories Loving You Is Easy and Dog Tags
Warnings: language, sex references, sex, vaginal penetration.
A/N: wish I split this into a mini series, I write in my drafts and this took ages to scroll through. It's super long, no idea how long, too long. Please enjoy! All mistakes are mine. You'll need some sad time tissues and some happy time tissues by the time the two parts are up.
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Tony Stark could be an arrogant, know it all jerk. But he was also fiercely loyal, a good friend and generous to a fault. That's why he wanted you at the compound, because he knew you meant a lot to Boy Scout and TinMan and that meant you were a target. The best place for you was at the compound where there were alarms, agents and security.
The problem Tony had was that, like Bucky and Steve, you were stubborn to a fault. Like Bucky you were tough to trick, the only person capable of persuading you to do anything was Steve. So that was his first port of call.
"Look, I know you like to keep everything hush hush Spangles, but it's time you moved the Princess into the castle. Get a dragon for her or something."
"Tony she won't like that, it's too soon and she likes her house." Steve started to roll his sleeves up, the spring sun blinding through the plate glass.
"I'm serious Steve" Tony looks sincere "what are you going to do if she's targeted? Kidnapped? She's leverage, a weakness. I know what that feels like"
"Tony, we basically live there." Steve knows you'll say no and honestly it does feel soon "she literally sleeps next to two super soldiers how much safer could she be. Bucky basically lives there, when was the last time you saw him here?"
"Okay, and when you're not there? When you're both finally called on a mission together?" Tony needles "she sleeps alone, with her little wooden door to protect her?"
Steve sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. Tony is right, but messing with what they have right now was not on his agenda for today.
"What if I cut you guys a deal, what do you want?"
"We want to be left alone. Can you leave us alone?"
"Apart from that, play the game with me here."
It took 5 minutes and the promise of suite of their own from the main penthouse, walk in shower, California king, a dressing room for you and your final say on all colour schemes.
"Let Bucky get a pet too, sick of hearing about him wanting a cat. She's days away from letting him anyway. He gets a cat in that house and he'll never move back here."
"Pleasure doing business with you Captain Rogers" Tony stuck his hand out, Steve leant forwards to shake it and then pulled back at the last second "you tell her though. She scares me a bit." Tony laughed.
"Fine, but let me do it my way, I have a plan"
"Okay, man with a plan" and they shook on it
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The best thing to do is get you on your own. He can't risk Bucky being there and putting his foot in it. So he makes sure he's in your kitchen before you get home, food in the oven, wine in the fridge. Bucky busy with some bullshit task he made up about paperwork and new agents. Tony is a blabber mouth and couldn't help telling Bucky you were moving in, smug and satisfied. The soldier hadn't taken it well, he didn't give his opinion but he kept his lips pressed tight together. So he doesn't need Bucky running his mouth too.
"Stevie? You here" you shout, setting your handbag on the hall table. Before you can kick your shoes off Steve is kissing you and holding you close. You put your hands on his bare arms, running your fingers up under the sleeves of his shirt.
"Hey Honey, is it my birthday or something?" You giggle as he scoops you up bridal style and takes your shoes off.
"No, just missed you. I've got your dinner in the oven. You want a drink?"
"God yes" he sets you down on the kitchen island and pours you a glass of wine while you complain about some new hire in your office, already trying to boss you about.
"How dare they" he teases, hands on your knees, slowly edging your legs wider so he can stand between them "don't they know who you are!" He kisses your nose and you blush setting your glass down and wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Exactly" you mumble against his lips. Warm and happy, all you're missing now is Bucky and everything in the world would be right.
"Speaking of...who you are." Steve starts, sliding his palms up and down the fabric covering your thighs
"Yes?" You sip you wine.
"Well, it's so nice here. All together. But we hate imposing on you all the time."
You lean back and eye him "out with it Rodgers"
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"I was wondering if you wanted to move in with us? At the compound?" He's rushed it now and you look shocked.
"Oh Stevie" you sigh, pulling him close again, knees squeezing the hard muscle at his waist "I love you both, you know that. But this is still so new. I'm not sure I'm ready to give up my space yet."
A reasonable response he thinks. Something he can work with, so he drops it. Which is good because Bucky is finished earlier than he thought and he can hear his boots hitting the floor by the door.
"Hi Bucky!" You shout to him "want a beer?"
"God yes Peach that sounds amazing" he shouts back.
"Beer please Honey" you look at Steve, smiling
"It's a good job you're cute" but he pulls a beer from the fridge anyway. He was hoping he could find a new conversation topic before Bucky got in, pretend he hadn't mentioned in yet but damn it he's already all over you and now there's no time.
"Thanks Sweetheart" he says, kissing Steve
"No help from her" Steve points at you with the oven gloves
Bucky sits on the stool in front of you, arms around your waist, face pressed into your belly. "What a crappy day"
"Yeah, mine too. Wanna get shit faced and have loud sex?" You ask running your fingers through his hair.
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"You read my mind Peach, you'll have to get drunk for us though " he nuzzles into your belly, you nod your agreement tightening your fingers in his hair "Stevie what's for dinner?"
"Lasagna, but it isn't ready"
You both huff and lapse into silence swigging your drinks and resting while Steve busies himself at the sink. Why can't he think of a subject change?!
"What were you talking about when I came in" Bucky asks
"Oh, just Steve said it'd be nice if I moved to the compound with you and it would be but it's too soon I think"
"Nice?" Bucky sneers looking at Steve "less nice, more necessary. Why wouldn't you move?"
The atmosphere changes. You set your glass down with a loud clink and put your hands on the counter. Bucky looks up at you, blue eyes tired, hair messy where you've been playing with it. But his face is stern, this the face he uses when some new agent points their firearm the wrong way or Peter uses his web to turn the tv over. This is not a face you are accustomed to seeing aimed at you.
"It is not necessary. It was a question. I said no. Steve said that was fine."
"Oh well as long as Steve says then I suppose leaving you at risk is fine" he mocks turning to Steve "what the fuck are you playing at Steven. She needs to be where we can keep an eye on her"
"I'm trying to make this nice instead of dragging her there" he retorts gesturing to your furious face.
Bucky looks back at you and stands up to carry on but you cut him off fisting the chain at his neck roughly.
"If you think that's how you can talk to me, about me, then I'm having this back" you put a foot on his chest and push him away, yanking the chain from his neck. The key clatters on the floor. Echoing in the silence of the kitchen.
"I'm trying to protect you. If you can't see that then fuck you." He snarls.
How did this get so out of hand, Steve waves his arms and tries to get between you. This is exactly what he was trying to avoid, the both of you getting angry and fanning each others flame.
You jump off the counter and square up to him, he has the good sense to move back and to be honest you were more threatening on the counter, but you're furious. Seeing red. How dare he talk about moving you like a pet dog and not his girlfriend.
"Not anymore Barnes, get out of my house" you point out to the hall.
"Gladly." He leaves loudly. Slamming the door and revving the engine of his bike as he skids off the drive. But the kitchen remains silent.
You eat your food in the same stunned silence. Steve can't understand it, his temper more controlled and even. How did this start so nicely and end with Bucky gone. Why couldnt you talk this through
Just yesterday you were sat on his lap, happy as can be, eating pizza and resting your feet over Bucky while you declared baseball to be boring and tried to take the remote back. Bucky had teased you then, said you just didn't understand the rules and you agreed.
"If I ever know what the fuck is going on here" you gesture with your pizza at the TV, cheese sliding to the edge "then it's a sign the aliens swapped me"
Bucky had laughed and kissed you ankle. You kept distracting them so you ended up flat on your back on the floor in front of the TV, hands pinned by Bucky as Steve distracted you back. You were happy, all of you, and now you were sad.
You went to bed early, let Steve cradle you against his chest. Hot angry tears pooled at his collar and you kissed him, you made love slowly and sadly without a word, just sighs and cried yourself to sleep.
Steve left early in the morning, a note on your reusable coffee cup "gone trainin', love you Princess. Lunch?" The coffee cup you bought last week and that Bucky had personalised with stickers he raided from PR. Their names in stylised type face. You were theirs and they were yours.
Steve next plan, plan 1.a was to get you and Bucky to talk again, his brilliant idea was to trap you into eating lunch with Bucky, inviting you both to his office and then locking you in.
"What don't you get James. You don't control me" you paced Steve's office slowly, you had decided to wear your highest heels just incase you wanted to argue with Bucky again you wouldn't be shouting at his chest. You could see the sting when you called him James, you had never, ever called him James.
"I'm not trying to control you..." he had shouted and the thing that hurt the most was he had said your name back. Not Peach, not Princess, doll, baby, darling. No. It was cold. He said your name like he didn't know you.
"Making me leave my house is control. What. So you can keep an eye on my every fucking move. I don't think so" you shouted, head back staring at the ceiling. Irritation written on your face.
"Why are you determined to misunderstand me? You are so. Fucking. Frustrating" he had rounded the table. Desperate to be close to you, you stepped into his chest, electric firing between you. A familiar sense of need pulling at you, you could smell him, soap, leather, the musk of his cologne.
Then you leant up into him, sweaty palm against his taut t-shirt, heartbeat wild underneath your finger tips and told him he was fucking frustrating to.
He grabbed you around the waist and hauled you up onto the desk shoving Steve's belongings out of the way, you kissed like wild animals and pulled away panting.
"You drive me mad" he bit into your lip pushing and pulling the button of your trousers open.
"Feelings mutual, Barnes" you keen into his hand as his fingers brush over you, hand stuck between your trousers and panties.
"Good" he moves, edging you further up the desk, your head almost over the end as he yanks your trousers down.
"You're a pain in my arse, why can't you just listen to me" you tug his sweat pants and boxers down and start on his tshirt.
"The same reason you don't listen to me sweetheart" that's not your nickname and it rankles, making you pull harder on his hair. He grins, he knows exactly how to play you. Two can play that game.
"Are you fucking me or are you all talk Sargeant?" His growl is feral as he pushes your panties aside, his cock rock hard and leaking. Angry and desperate at the same time you pull him in for a kiss, his scalp burning where your nails dig in, teeth clashing as you refuse to go pliant.
"Thought you didn't want me fuck you anymore"
"Can't keep your mouth shut even when it's for you own benefit. Be a good boy and get on with it" you lift your hips to meet his.
"Fuckin hell Peach I missed this, missed you, so wet, goddamnit"
He rests his forehead on yours as he pushes into you slowly, it burns but you love it, you normally get a little more attention but this frantic, lustful fuck is exactly what you need.
He pauses, deep inside you, connected again and kisses you gently for the first time.
"Stop being difficult, move in" he mumbles against the skin on your chest.
You see red. Your body will hate you for this.
"No" you pushed him away, both palms on his chest, you felt his pecs flex as you did if. Your body regretted it but you knew you couldn't give in now. You squirmed out from under him, dressing with your back to his frustrated face.
"Fuckin hell Doll what do you want from me."
"To let me out of here" you refused to look at him. If you did you worried you'd give in, give him everything.
In the end he snapped the door handle off and left, his fury announcing to the whole 4th floor that it was over.
Steve needed a new tactic, he needed to get Bucky on your side and make someone else the bad guy. Time to throw Tony to the wolves.
"I tried talking to her Tony but I don't think I sell the experience properly, you talk to her" Steve suggests as they wrap up a mission briefing.
"And this has nothing to do with her having a fight with Barnes and my office equipment getting broken?"
"Nothing, scouts honour" Steve, leans a hand against the table. One hand on his hip.
"You weren't a scout" Tony narrows his eyes
"Trust me anyway" and he flashes his signature, Captain America I don't have a manipulative bone in my body, smile. Tony sighs and agrees.
Steve sets you up to meet Tony in one of the ground floor meeting rooms, big glass windows facing the entrance to the gym. Now he just needs to make sure Bucky is there at the right moment so he can swoop in and be a hero. Steve tries stalling him slightly at the gyms exit, pointing at a tree.
"How did you get this job Steve, flirting with Tony?" Bucky asks, pulling his gym bag higher on his shoulder
"What, I just thought you should look at that bird" hand on his neck, trying to look innocent.
"Just know I don't believe you Stevie."
They walked across the common in silence. Steve had come to see Bucky after he left and they were trying to, quietly, maintain their own relationship but the gap in Bucky's bed was cold, you were missing.
Steve guided Bucky in sight of the meeting room and felt immediatly guilty at how happy he was you were angry.
"I didn't ask to be persuaded, Mr Stark, I said no." You were calm. Finger absently rubbing the sticker with Bucky's name on. Steve knew you missed him too.
"It's not a question. You are at risk. We can't leave you out there, what if there was an attack, what if you were taken?" Tony stood and leant against the table, facing you.
"He shouldn't have done that" Bucky mumbled "she won't like that"
You stood too, towering over Tony in your heels.
"You're being dramatic, just get me a personal alarm. I'm dating one of the most dangerous men in history and America's golden boy how can I be at risk."
"I thought you told Barnes to fuck off" Tony looked smug and circled the table "let's ask shall we. Friday, open the doors."
The plate glass slides and you turn to see Steve and Bucky across the common.
"Can you get your girlfriend in check please, Barnes" Tony calls "before someone else does" Tony knows this game, knows what buttons to press and you feel like a pawn in their chess game, a little boat tossed on the ocean and it fills you with rage.
Bucky is furious and is off at a run before Steve can stop him.
You, on the other hand, you're already there. You take the lid off your coffee, he's lucky it's iced this morning, and you tip it over his head.
"How dare you talk about me like that"
Bucky is next to you before you can heave another angry breath into your lungs.
"Tony that is so far out of order. Apologise" he demands, an arm around you waist pulling you close "are you okay Peach" his fingers whirr as he pushes your hair back from your face "that was awful he should never have said that" Bucky would speak to Tony but he's too thankful you're back in his arms.
Steve catches up, letting you and Bucky have this moment, he needs to stand up for you, that's the plan.
"You okay Princess?" He whispers, conscious there is now a loud argument in a very public area of the compound.
"You three are driving me nuts, can you sort this out. Now, preferably." Tony insists. Steve rests a hand on the small of your back, hiding it from the open door but pressing enough to let you know he's there. "Steve, tell her all the things you negotiated for, things for you" Tony points with his phone.
"Steve. What does he mean. I thought this was your idea? Why would you be negotiating with Tony?"
Steve feels cold. He's faced men made into monsters, aliens, destruction. But now he's frozen to the spot as you round on him.
"You all talkin' about me behind my back?!" You look between Tony and Steve "to what, plan some Barbie dream house to keep me boxed up"
"It wasn't like that baby, please" you move away from him. This has gone spectacularly wrong. "I'm done here" you grab your empty cup from the table and tuck your handbag into your elbow as you reach the door. You look back at the three men. Tony looks sort of shocked, coffee clinging to his hair, Steve won't even look at you but Bucky meets your eyes, pained
"Why is it so hard for you to imagine I might want to have my own world, that I might want to conduct my relationship at it's own pace?"
This was definitely not the plan.
A side effect of your new relationship was that the PR department loved you. A cute girlfriend is exactly what they needed to get rid of the WINTER SOLDIER and rebrand Bucky.
The man himself found the whole thing distasteful, Steve was actively hurt by every little stunt they arranged and you were tired of being their dolly to play with already. No amount of free make up and fancy dresses could make up for having to ignore Steve or pretending to be some simpering damsel in distress.
Sadly, despite your argument, there was still apparently work to be done and a car was sent to fetch you for hair and makeup that Friday.
At least you got to hang out with Natasha and Wanda for a while as you waited for your turn.
"Honestly?" Natasha asks twirling the straw in her cocktail "I don't know which one of you is the biggest idiot. That's what I think. Honestly."
Wanda laughs into her glass
"Tasha, come on. I know I'm not a bloody super spy" you make your fingers in to guns to imitate her "but I'm still independent"
"Yeah?" Wanda chokes a laugh "how's that car working out for you"
"Who put 10 cents in her!" You laugh, it's not like Wanda to properly rib you but she was right. You took the car, they upgraded things in your home and bought you anything you glanced at. But you never asked. If you moved here you'd have to ask and that burned you. You had worked so hard for your house and your life.
"When I move in I want it to be because they want me to, not because I have to. I want it to be for us. "
Michelle, the stylist, calls you for your hair, make up and dress fitting. The text with the details mentioned some sort of formal dinner so you're not exactly expecting the dress Michelle holds in front of her.
"Are we sure this is appropriate?" You wrinkle your nose up. Its not that it isn't a glamorous looking dress its just that its quite a bit more revealing than you normally wear. Its black, classic, not a problem. But it is low cut and has slits up the front of both legs. You would never wear this out, but Michelle is insistent it's the only thing in your size and PR have demanded it. Great.
You don't want to go anyway, sick of pretending to ignore Steve at these things. It hurts. And the last thing you want to do is play nice with Bucky right now.
You stick you ear phones in and zone out, slipping into a tiny pair of panties and the revealing dress last." 'shell do you know who I'm travelling with?" You ask, hoping its the girls, or Bruce, or even Tony. Literally anyone.
"You're on your own. They want to hold you for a bit before you walk so you can show up with Bucky" you sigh, that's perfect. Time on your own.
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zaddy-cevans · 22 hours ago
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💜Icy Winds Series Masterlist💜
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Part 1
What do you do when your stuck in your university with a horrible ice storm raging outside? You have sex with your two insanely hot professors, of course. What happens when those profs are keeping a dark secret from you? That's a little harder to figure out...
Part 2
Since that night, your two secret boyfriends have been the absolute epitome of innocence. They've done nothing to make you suspicious, maybe you heard wrong. But also, maybe you shouldn't doubt yourself just yet...
Part 3
Running away from Steve and Bucky was a bad idea. They always get what they want and at the moment, you are what they want.
Part 4
Just when things start making sense and explanations are given, you're stripped away from your world again.
Part 5
The past comes back to threaten everything Y/N has built and threatens to take away the peace of the last few days.
Part 6 (soon to come...)
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sidepartskinnyjeans · a day ago
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Loving You is Easy
GBGB universe Stucky x Reader
Genre: fluff
Summary: leaning to love is easy
Warnings: tooth decay from too much sweet ness, language, sex references, unwanted touching (not from the boys, my boys would never) please take care of your mental health and skip this if it'll be triggering.
A/N: I promise I'm writing some filth for you all too
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It's simple with Bucky.
You slam the front door and all but throw your shoes across your living room. Bucky is watching some nothing on TV, arms over the back of the sofa. He's obviously heard you come in but he doesn't turn until you bang your handbag on the kitchen island. Giving you space to vent. It feels so wonderfully domestic and normal to see him there, he doesn't really like the compound like Steve does.
"Ergh" your hands hit the island and drop your forehead onto the cool granite. When you look up Bucky is looking at you, hair messy, red Henley frayed at the collar, soft. You can almost smell it, leather, coffee, a smell that's just him, his sweat, his shampoo.
He was wearing it that when you saw him first, out of the window of your office as Steve walked him to the medbay from the Quinjet. It seems ancient now, a relic, but you love it.
He looks worried, brow furrowed. "What happened doll?" He tips his head to the side, trying to make eye contact with you.
And you feel it. You're in love with him. You're not messing about. You are head over heels because just looking at him makes you feel better, the argument with your boss, breaking the heel of your shoe, your coffee spilling on your lunch. Forgotten. Because the way he looks at you feels like home, safety, happiness. You can't help a small smile when he looks at you even when your day has been awul. But you don't say it. Instead you let him pick you up and cuddle you on the sofa.
"I'll order Chinese when Steve gets in, loads of noodles" he tickles you when he says noodles "and fortune cookies, we can find out if tomorrow is going to be better."
"Okay, what are we watching?" You look at the TV
"Baby, I have no idea" he says seriously "too many channels" you snuggle into him and flick through the channels.
He lets you put his Henley on, pretending to put your work blouse on in return. You chuck your skirt into the kitchen and settle on him, bare legs tucked up in this lap warmed by his hands. You're content and comfortable, he is obviously irresistible with his muscles on show. But you're happy to just be held, fingers dancing up and down his forearm, feeling the plates whir as he taps his fingers on your knee. Definitely love.
"Bucky" you stroke his hair and he hums "you don't have to say anything, but, I love you"
He doesn't say anything back but he kisses you until you can't think and then Steve comes home.
He was going to say it back before Steve got home. He'd been feeling it creeping up on him for a while, especially since you went to the diner together last week.
It had started out as a place just you and Steve went, but Bucky had started to love it too. The two of you had been heckling Steve during one of his new recruit sessions and he'd sent you packing so you went to wile away some time people watching and eating fries.
⭐ you are both in so much trouble. Hope it was worth it!
Bucky had howled laughing looking at the text.
"God, I hope so" you licked milkshake off your finger, winking.
"You only get to say that because he'll blame me. Hiding behind your little princess act" he stole a fry off your plate.
"I don't do a princess act" you scoff taking a fry back and dipping it in the top of your milkshake, lashes fluttering.
"That's disgusting and you're literally doing it right now" he laughs and looks up at you through his own dark lashes, you can feel his foot nudge yours under the table.
"I am a princess" you finish, dropping your sandle to the floor you slide your foot up his leg
"Peach, baby, doll, princesses do not do that!" He puts his hand under the table, pushing your foot away from his jean clad crotch, but the twitch at the corner of his mouth is giving him away.
"Oh, do they not?" You ask innocently, pressing the sole of your foot harder against his growing length
"If you're not in trouble with Steve you're definitely in trouble with me" he pinches your toes and you laugh, pulling your foot away unsuccessfully, a cold finger tracing up the side making you squirm.
This is what comes of being bored, everyone in trouble.
Bucky let's you go on the promise you bring him more sauce. You almost bounce to the counter, having too much fun. The waitress, Margy, is busy in the back so you shout through the hatch that you're just grabbing ketchup and lean over the tall strip of vinyl.
You feel a hand grab your ass and know instantly it isn't Bucky. The fingers are painful and pinching, grabbing in the wrong place and causing pain.
Bucky is up like a shot, but there's no need. You sprin round, pining the man to the counter with one hand and holding his arm back with the other, immobalising him.
It's a move Bucky taught you himself and his dick twitches at you using it, properly and effectively as well. Fuck. He is so lost, he can't stop staring at you as you tell the creep to fuck off, we don't treat women like that and next time he'll be really sorry because you'll snap every bone in his hand. You press a little at his trapped arm and he screams an apology, dropping to the floor and scurrying off as you let him go.
You turn, ketchup in hand and wave it at Bucky.
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You know you probably love Steve too but it isn't until the next week that you get that same feeling of overwhelming warmth. You're at the gym, tired already from the run in from your house. Steve and Bucky are adamant you learn some self defense techniques so you've been having lessons with them. To be honest you never thought you'd learn more with Bucky, who is surprisingly earnest and serious.
Steve is a menace, you've learnt nothing.
There are other agents training in the corner, their shouts an echo. So you have to be sensible, professional, this is your boyfriends best friend teaching you....apparently.
It doesn't stop him pinning you and whispering things in your ear and grinding against you.
"Love having you under me"
"We should practice later, I bet you could move better naked"
"Look how little your hands are, I bet I could get them both in mine" they're above your head before you can blink "yeah, I can!"
You laugh and push him, he grabs your hands again, presses them further into his chest and encourages you "go on, push me over baby, you can do it." Falling dramatically "oh no!" He laughs, pulling you on top of him.
It all happens so fast, one thing you're laughing, straddling him, pretending he's teaching you a leg hold while he's actually saying how beautiful you look on top, what he wouldn't give to be at home right now. Then you're on your back, terrified, his whole body covers yours, legs dropped under his, an arm shielding your face and one holding him up and over you. He looks pained. You're panting so hard, your heart hammering, the room is full of noise, you see the rubble around you the sky above.
He moves his hand to cup your cheek "are you okay?" His breath is ragged, his eyes wild.
The roof, why is the roof around you? He has thrown himself over you to protect you and your frightened brain can only think one thing, you love him and you want him to be okay. He is totally selfless, giving, caring. He makes you laugh and then has you breathless, no one else but Bucky truly sees him like this and you love that you hold a part of him. You've gone from terrified to safe in seconds, fight or flight kicks in and you have to say it.
"Steve, I love you" you pant out. Then help arrives and you're both dragged off to be checked at the med bay.
No one mentions that you've said I love you. Steve and Bucky say it to each other already, but you're a grown up, you understand they've known each other longer. These things aren't automatic, you want it to be right and they make you feel loved and wanted with their actions, you don't need words if they aren't ready.
Steve knows he loves you when he comes home from the medbay. Some stupid junior agent shot a live round outside, which would be okay, it if wasn't designed to bring down small light aircraft. They sent you home almost straight away but Bucky has been back to pick Steve up, just some scratches but they like to take care of their golden boy. The nurses love him, fluttering about and calling him Captain.
As soon as Steve sees you he knows he loves you too because all he's been thinking about is whether you're okay, did he scare you? Did you get hit? He's consumed by it.
There you are, safe and sound, in the warmth of your little kitchen dishing pasta out into bowls and fussing over him having a glass of water before a beer. You have that little frilly apron on, you bought it as a joke but now you wear it all the time. It's getting dark out so you've turned all the lamps on, making little stepping stones of light around the living room and kitchen.
Bucky joins you, setting the table and grating cheese as you direct him about. This is all Steve has ever wanted. A home. He loves Bucky, enjoys his big bed and tv at the compound, but this is home and you create it together with your insistence on pastel colours, pot plants, resistance to the over head light, desire for a new candle every time you go to the shop. You draw him and Bucky together with your laughter, your flirtations and your care. Petting his arm and thanking him for his protection, you never have to thank him for that, or ask. Not for protection, not for anything. Everything he has is yours.
He doesn't realise it but he's whispering it into hour hair, rubbing his hands on your shoulders.
"I love you" he sweeps you up in his arms and tips you back, kissing you hard, one hand on the back of your neck the other around your waist "I love you" he pulls away looking at you, intense and blue, his hair messy and still full of dust. "I love you"
"I love you too, it feels so good to say it"
Bucky stops messing with the table and looks over at you both. Bathed in the glow of the sunset filtering through the glass door panel.
He touches Steve's back, whispering in his ear. Steve smiles and spins you around so you're flush against Bucky's chest.
"I love you too Peach, I should have said it straight away" he kisses you under your ear, tickling you with his beard. "Should have said it as soon as I felt it, but I'm not as brave as you".
There's no where else you want to be, sandwiched between your two boys. Warm and content, your arms entwined. Until Steve's stomach rumbles and you all laugh.
"Okay, Honey, let's get you fed" you pull him over to the table.
You eat slowly, telling each other about when you knew.
Bucky says he knew he loved Steve when he first found him, beaten to a pulp in an alley.
"They'd been disrespectful about your sister, Buck, what was I meant to do!" Steve protests, Bucky rolls his eyes and looks at you. "Love him" he mouths.
"It's funny, because that's when I first knew I loved you too" Steve leans back in his dining chair, the rear legs squeak in protest and you swat at his leg with your napkin. "When I looked up, you were like an angel" Bucky coughs on his water "okay. A grubby, angry, angel. But you saved me, held me up and walked me home."
You rest your head in your hands, just looking at them as Bucky reaches over and brushes dust out of Steve's hair. "I keep telling you to be safe" Steve stills his hand, kissing the knuckles and pulling him closer for a proper kiss.
That night it takes a long time to get ready for bed. There's a lot of I love yous to say.
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noshame-bb · a day ago
Stucky x Reader
The boys can be sometimes pretty jealous when it comes to the reader. It’s like a competition who kiss her more? Who makes her more laugh? ....
nonnie, stucky makes me want to wrap them in a hug and never let them leave
pairing: stucky x reader
ratinf/warnings: jealousy, doubt, sad!stucky, jealous!stucky, relationship competition, fluff at the end
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Being with 2 super soldiers was great. Sure you worried everytime they left for a mission, worried they would come back battered and bruised. But, being with them made you feel safe, and secure and loved and cherrished. You honestly could go on forever. 
You, Bucky and Steve have been together for almost a year, and it’s been amazing. They were both so atnentive, caring, compassionate, loving. Except, lately it’s been a compitition between them. I can’t compliment one without making the other mad. You try to divide your time equally between them-you even started sleeping in the same bed because Bucky claimed ‘you sleep with him more!” with the biggest cutest pout. 
You all were at one of Tony’s party, havibg a great time. You and Nat were at the bar, you were wearing a little black dress, while she was in a strappy red dress. You could feel the boys eyes on you, they both sat away from each other..... wierd? Bucky got up from his seat and started to stalk towards, like he was on a mission. 
“Hey Buck-” You were cut off by his lips. His hands cupped your face, and yours went to his huge biceps. This kiss felt......rushed compared to other times he’s kissed you. He eventually pulled away, smirk on his face as he looked to Steve across the bar. What the hell?
“Bucky what’s going on between you two?” You questioned. 
“Don’t worry about it doll” He said before he bopped you on the nose and walked away. You looked to Natasha, she gave you a ‘what the fuck just happned’ look. Waving it off, Wanda came up and started chatting. “Hey loves!” 
“Wanda! Hey!” You guys hadn’t seen Wanda for awhile, her and Vis went on vacation together so, you were excited she was back. She talked about how peaceful it was, and how she can’t wait to do it again. “We’re happy for you Wanda” Natasha said with a sweet smile. 
“Yeah we are! Seriously you guys-” Steve came up behind you and wrapped a arm around your middle, beer in the other. “-are uhm the uh cutest couple here.” You stuttered. God, what the hell is happening? They usually aren’t into so much pda. 
Time went by without anymore hiccups when, suddenly a slow, sensual song came on. Still deep im conversation with your girls, you started to slowly sway your hips to the beat. (instert freak by doja cat) 
“Hiya doll” Bucky whispered in your ear from behind. You nearly jumped out of your skin “James! You scared me!” He only laughed. “Sorry sorry,” He held his hand out “, dance with me?” How could you say no? You took his hand and he led you to the crowded dance floor. 
Bucky held your hips, while you held onto his shoulders as you swayed to side. He pulled you closer, so your head went just under his chin. “You look beautiful doll” You giggled. “Are you trying to butter me up or something Barnes” He turned you around so your back was against his front, still swaying grinding,”Maybe” 
Unbeknown to you, Steve was watching the whole interaction, squeezing his beer glass tighter and tighter. “Hey man, you alright?” Sam asked, as he put a hand on the super soldiers shoulder. At that moment, Steve broke the bottle, and glass went everywhere. You and Bucky looked at each other before rushing over to him. “Steve! Are you okay? What happened?” You grabed his hand that had blood running down it. “I’m fine sweetheart.” Steve said before he rudely snatched his hand from you, and gave Bucky the nastiest look. Oh that’s it.
“Alright I’ve had enough.” You grabbed Steve by his right ear, and Buck by his left and drug them into your room. “Sit down, now” You demanded as you pointed to the bed. They did so with a sigh. “Now I don’t know what the hell has gotten into you two but, someone better start talking.” They looked to each other. Trying to comunicate who was going to talk. You snapped your fingers in front of their faces, “Hey!” That got their attention. 
“Sweetheart it’s not what-” 
“No you don’t get to ‘sweetheart’ me Steve! You both have been acting like our relationship is a compitition for WEEKS, so what.the.hell?” Bucky sighed. 
“I think we just got jealous of one another. I think we-I mean I know i felt like, Steve was getting more love than I was.” 
“Yeah and I felt like Bucky was getting more.” That made tears spring in your eyes. You knelt down so you were smaller than them. 
“I’m sorry that I made you feel that way-”
“Doll you didn’t make us feel that way we were just being id-” You put your hand up to stop him. 
“Regardless, I’m sorry. I love you both, so fucking much. So much it’s like I have no more room in my body for it. I promise not to let you guys feel like that, ever again, okay?” You gave them a sad smile. 
They grabbed you by the arms and pulled you into their laps for a hug. 
“Yeah bubs, we got it.” Bucky said quietly into your shoulder.
“Course baby, love you” Steve murmered
You let a tear fall
“God, I love you guys” 
a/n: writing this made me sad :(
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agentofbarnes · a day ago
i was hoping you picked that one, here is this stucky x reader request
reader walks in on steve and bucky having some fun times but won’t allow her to join since she’s been a brat but makes her watch without touching herself, maybe, once they finish (steve and bucky) they punish her by multiple orgasms until she’s v sensitive, or she just doesn’t get anything at all (up to you)
bad bunny — stucky
warning || very brief smut, punishment, edging??, anal (steve and bucky fuck), short blurb
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Bucky had Steve on his hands and knees, facing you from where you sat on the chair in Steve’s room. His cock fucked into the blond relentless, his face beet red with the brunette pounding into his ass. Your wrists had been tied behind your back, sitting on your knees with your thighs spread out over the cushion.
According to the boys, you had been a brat. You had been acting all needy. You were being punished for your behavior. Apparently walking around in your old nurse’s uniform just to get fucked earlier this week had be the first strike. So what if you had distracted them from their work? They had enjoyed spitroasting you.
You had been so needy, dressing up all week in tiny dresses and rubbing your ass against their crotches at the most inconvenient times. You had them riled up and you knew it, so when you came into Steve’s room today with just one of Bucky’s shirts and the panties Steve likes so much, you shouldn’t have been surprised they were already fooling around.
Except when you went to join, the boys had pinned you down and tied you up at punishment. Bucky had said,”Brats don’t get fucked, you’ve been so fucking bad this week, peaches, think it’s time you learned your lesson.”
That is how you ended up here, dripping wet watching Bucky fuck Steve into oblivion. You weren’t even allowed to kiss them and it had you whining like a whore in heat.
“‘m sorry,”You whispered, core throbbing at the sight of Steve moaning out when Bucky pulled on his hair. The blond tufts messy along with his fucked out facial expression.
“That’s too bad, bunny,”Steve moaned out, gasping out when Bucky slammed into him. Bucky hummed in agreement.”Should have behaved...oh, fuck, Buck!”
You whimpered loudly, tears welling up in your eyes at how desperate you were to be touched. They had been going at it for an hour, making you a mess in the seat. Slick dripped down your thighs, cunt gaping at nothing. You needed to be touched, watching the boys fuck and kiss until they were fitting against each other.
“Gonna fill this ass up, you want that, Stevie, show our girl how much she’s missing,”Bucky taunted, making you and Steve moan out loudly.
“Captain, please, Sarge, I need you, please, please, I’ll be so fucking good, I promise!”You cried out just as Bucky spilled inside of Steve, his metal hand gripping his ass in his palm. Steve groaned out Bucky’s name, his cock twitching under him and he quickly moved away from Bucky.
Steve stepped towards you, pumping his cock in his fist before splattering his cum all over your face and chest. The copious amounts of white ropes painted over you, making Bucky smirk.
“Shit, she looks so good like that, all tied up and covered in your cum,”Bucky came up behind Steve, kissing his shoulder,”Just like you look so good with my cum leaking out of you, babe.”
Steve’s attention was on you, smirking as he grabbed your face tightly,”Learned your lesson, have you?”
“Yes, sir, I have, please, just let me cum, I’m begging—“
“What do you say, Buck?”Steve asked leaning back against the brunette,”Think we should let her cum?”
“Maybe tonight,”Bucky replied with a devious smirk,”But right now, no, we gotta meeting to go to. Team building, remember? Think you’re up for a little sparring, peaches?”
“Sarge...”
“No whining,”Bucky demanded,”Be a good girl and I’ll fuck that little pussy tonight when Steve buries his face in your juices, but only if you behave.”
Needless to say, today was absolute torture.
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agentofbarnes · a day ago
Heyy if you're still doing blurbs for the weekend, what would happen if Stucky had an argument and reader ended up being middle man? Like they communicate through her and all sweet on her but not to the other guy and reader is all confused and doesn't know who to go sweet on. After a incident she finally loses it and yells at them to stop acting like children, cause she can't go on like this and not to talk to her till they can be like the guys she loves
~✌️
torn — stucky
warnings || angst kinda, being put in the middle, fighting
note || gif not mine, found it on google
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Bucky and Steve were not speaking. After a very intense mission, they both had gotten into a fight about how to handle your safety. Bucky thought Steve was reckless and impulsive, that he had put you in danger. Steve had tried his best and told Bucky that you made your own decisions, that he coddled you when it came to missions.
Steve knew your fighting style better, how you could truly hold your own and how you had gotten out of trickier situations. Bucky thought that there wouldn’t be a situation if Steve actually thought out what he was doing.
To make matters worst, Bucky had yelled about this on the flight back in the quinjet in front of everyone. Steve was livid, hating how Bucky tried to boss him around in front of his team. How was he to lead the Avengers when Bucky disrespected and challenged him on the basic safety of his team? He was pissed and they had been speaking at all.
You were stuck in the middle. The boys didn’t even want to be around each other right now. They slept in separate rooms, meaning you had to choose between them. You ended up sleeping in Natasha’s room the first night, talking all night about how stupid your boyfriends were being.
You sighed out, staring at the ceiling while you spoke with Natasha, ignoring the texts from your boyfriends— separate messages as they weren’t using the groupchat.
“I mean, I know you don’t want to pick sides, but you do have an opinion on who is right, don’t you?”Natasha asked curiously, fiddling with her own phone on Twitter.
“I mean, yeah, but it feels wrong to gang up on one of them...”
“Who’s right? I mean, I think it’s Steve, Buck is just being protective, I know, but you aren’t some damsel anymore,”Natasha explained, looking at you.”You know how to hold your own and Steve and you have been partners for years now. He knows you in this way better than Bucky does, and I think Bucky is so mad about the fight because he realized that Steve is right, and that he pointed out that he knows you better this way.”
“You won’t tell them if I tell you I think Steve is right?”You whispered, naming Nat chuckle gently.
“Of course not, and you can stay in here as long as you want,”Natasha told you, and you slept in her bed with her comfortably for the night.
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The second day of fighting wasn’t any better and you were already fed up from the day before. When you had woken up, Steve was already in the kitchen. He furrowed his brow when he realized you were coming from a different wing of the compound.
“I thought you were with Bucky,”He commented, frowning slightly as he ate his mug down. He didn’t hesitate to pull you against him, kissing your lips very gently.
“No, I stayed with Natasha,”You told him with a pout, wrapping your arms around him. He picked you up and placed you on the kitchen island.”Didn’t want to sleep all alone.”
“You could have come slept with me,”Steve told you, brushing your hair out of your face.”I missed you, bunny...”
His voice made you weak and you wished you had come to stay with him, but you hadn’t wanted to get in the middle.
“I missed you too, Stevie...”You whispered, kissing his lips sweetly with a smile,”But I’m not gettin’ in the middle of this...”
“You know I’m right,”He sighed out,”I know you know, saw the look on your face when he yelled at me, but I get it, secret’s safe with me...”
You rolled your eyes, smiling when you saw Bucky emerge from the hallway. He frowned at the sight of you and Steve all cozy.
“This where you went last night while you ignored me?”
“I was with Nat,”You told him, making grabby hands for Bucky. He seemed to relax at that. Steve moved away, not giving Bucky the satisfaction of his own affection. He’d never deny you that though.
Bucky hugged you close, kissing your lips eagerly and pulled you against his body in a way that made you gasp.”You gonna stay with Nat tonight or you gonna sleep with me?”
“Bunny, tell him you’re staying with me,”Steve said to you.
“I’m staying by myself,”You told them with a frown,”I’m not making anyone jealous so either work out a schedule if you want to continue this fight, but don’t make me choose!” You snapped at them.
“Sorry,”Steve apologized, coming to kiss your cheek,”I think Bucky will understand you wanting to stay with me, seeing as I’m right.”
“Tell him he’s not and I’m just trying to keep you safe.”
You look between the two of them with a big frown,”Boys.”
“You don’t think I can keep her safe?”Steve craned his neck towards Bucky,”You can’t seriously think I’d let anything happen to her.”
“That’s not what I said, but I don’t trust anyone with her but myself!”Bucky snapped at him, glaring at the blond with a clenched jaw.”I have taken care of both of you, it’s my job, so why won’t you let me fucking do it!”
“Because you don’t know her like I do!”Steve yelled back, huffing out and you can see how both of their words impacted each other deeply.”You can’t get over the fact I know better for her in this case, or the fact you can’t control what we do in the field! She’s been doing this for awhile now, Buck, we have been doing this together, I trust her judgment for herself in a fight, you can’t—you can’t always take care of us, it’s not how it works!”
“Well, fucking fine, I guess you don’t fucking need me then!@
“That’s not what I said!”
“Stop!” You cried out, getting off the counter with tears staining your face. You pushed both of them away from you when they tried to comfort you.
“Bunny-“
“Peaches—”
“No!”You screamed, backing away from them with a sigh.”You want me, you’ll fucking work it out. Yes, Steve, you know we work well together, but Bucky is just trying to keep me safe. You get protective too, you can’t fault him for that! I get being angry about him disrespecting you in front of team, and Buck know he was in wrong about that, but Jesus Christ, get over it! Bucky, baby, we need you and I know you need to have control but you gotta trust me and Steve. Never think you aren’t needed. We were broken without you, so don’t even say shit like that.”
They both look at you in shock, and they both go to open their mouths but you put your hands up. You were crying and it was their fault. They had hurt you in the midst of all this.
“No, you guys don’t get to talk to me until you’ve made up, come find me, I’ll be in my room alone.”
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It isn’t until around seven in the evening that Bucky and Steve reappear with shame written all over their faces. It’s clear that they have made up, intense with a make out sesh resulting in disheveled hair and reddened lips.
You are laying in your small bed, an old book resting in your hands that helped you escape from the anxious thoughts of your boys fighting. You peered up at them, placing your bookmark between the pages and throwing it on the bed. You crossed your arms against your chest.
“We’re sorry,”Both of them spoke out, making you faintly smiling at them.
“It was wrong for us to put you in the middle, and we hate that we made you cry,”Steve said softly,”And we shouldn’t have let things get out of hand, we should have talked through it to begin with.”
Bucky added,”It was unfair to you, and obviously we didn’t want to put you in a position that hurt you or made you have to choose, that’s not what this relationship is, we know that. It’s all of us, and we love you, just please talk to us.”
You sighed out, biting down on your bottom lip gently.”I’m so tired,” You admitted as you moved to swing your legs over the bed to stand up.”I slept so terribly last night cause I was so cold, ‘m used to be sandwiched between two super soldiers, you guys have no idea...”
You stand between them, pulling them both into an embrace. Instantly, their arms around around and lips are colliding messily as you alternate between showing affection to each of them.
“You wanna go to bed, bunny?”Steve asked quietly, his hands under your shirt for some skin to skin contact.
“Feeling needy, wanna be held, is that it, peaches?”Bucky teased right with him, and you know that everything was back to normal with their roaming hands and teasing.
“Yeah, missed my boys.”
“We’re right here, baby—“
“and we plan on making it up to you.”
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agentofbarnes · a day ago
Hii I love your stuff, could you do a drabble with Trinity AU about the reader getting sick and is throwing up and all, and feels bad that Stucky have to take care of her? And also hates they see her like this ( you know the classic sweatpants, some random shirt and looking like you got hit by a bus)
sick bunny — stucky
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Bucky Barnes is by far the best caregiver, having much experience from when Steve was sickly. So when you came down with the flu, he was with you every second. Steve was the most comforting, shushing you when you whined about how you didn’t want them to see you like this.
“Bunny, you have seen me so much worse, I think we’re past this,”Steve chuckled when you halted at him from the doorway of the bathroom dressed in a baggy shirt and sweats. You felt like you had just been hit by a bus, pouting while you waited for Bucky to come back with some crackers and sprite.
“I look like a fucking mess, Steve, you were cute when you were sick, so tiny and adorable cuddled up in blankets, I’m just..gross.”
Steve rolled his eyes, picking you up gently and lay you back down in the bed. He kissed your cheek, brushing your hair out of your face.
“How’s she doing?”Bucky asked curiously when he walked back into the room.
“Whiney,”Steve teased, crossing his arms when you stuck your tongue out at him. You rolled in the bed, burying your face into your pillow with a frown.”She doesn’t like us seeing like this?”
“Oh please, she’s gorgeous,”Bucky said without any hesitation.”You really want us to leave? You want to be alone with no one to cuddle?”
“No...”You admitted, just barely turning to look at the boys.
“Sit up,”Bucky told you, helping you sit against the headboard.”You need to eat and drink, just a little bit.”
“You guys, I can take care of myself,”You sniffled, wiping your nose with the back of your hand.
Steve thought you looked so cute with your red nose and messy hair, even when you were a complete mess.
“She’s not nearly as whiney as you were.”
Steve sent a little glare towards Bucky before sighing,”I have no idea what to do, ‘m not used to taking care of someone...I was always the sick one, what do I do?”
Bucky chuckled gently,”Why don’t you cuddle her, make sure she’s comfortable and that she doesn’t get out of bed unless she needs to.”
“Wait, where are you going?”You pouted, moving to the center of the bed before curling up against Steve’s chest while also making grabby hands for Bucky.
“I’m going to the medbay to talk to Bruce, you need to see a doctor, but I’m gonna make him come to you,”Bucky told you, leaning over to press a kiss to your sweaty forehead.He shared a brief kiss with Steve,”Take care of her.”
“Promise you’ll be back soon?”You asked quietly, clinging to Steve’s shirt. You were burying yourself into his side, feeling needy and clingy.
“What happened to you not wanting to see you?”Bucky teased, chuckling at you. It made you glare at him weakly.”Oh peaches, I’ll be back soon, I promise.”
Steve held you close as Bucky went to get Dr. Banner and Dr. Cho to check you out. The blond kissed your nose,”My sick little bunny, I got you, just rest, okay?”
You nodded, yawning against his hard chest and relaxing in his arms.”I love you, Stevie, and Jamie too.
“We love you too, bunny, we love you so much.”
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sidepartskinnyjeans · a day ago
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Mommy and Daddy
GBGB universe drabble but could be read as Steve x Reader on it's own
Summary: You and the Cap Quartet take a road trip
Genre: fluff
Warning: sugary nonsense no warnings.
A/N: I promise I'm working on a really long, filthy sequel to GBGB. Promise!
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It's still dark out, the cabin of Steve and Bucky's truck flashing bright as you pass under the street lights.
It's been hours on the road, in the back seat Natasha is slumped sideways into Sam, his arm thrown over her shoulders. Bucky had balled his hoody up and was using it as a pillow against the window, the glass fogged slightly as he breathed out.
The sun was starting to peak higher above the expanse of tarmac.
You had agreed to drive to Chicago to an event for Pepper, leaving the Quinjet free for agents doing actual work. Tony had offered to send you in a private jet but you had all agreed this would be fun.
You've been awake all night but you don't mind, you drove out of New York, swapping with Steve after midnight. He has his elbow on the edge of the window, the breeze is warm, filled with the sunshine of the previous day, ruffling the top of his hair. His fingers rest on the wheel holding it steady.
You reach across the console and take Steve's free hand. It's nice to just be yourselves for a while, without being on show or on parade at the compound.
In the back Sam and Natasha stir but stay quiet, enjoying the gentle lull of the radio and the warmth of the sleepy backseat.
Steve lifts you hand and kisses your knuckles, looking away from the road for just a second.
You hum along to the radio, leaning over to kiss Steve's cheek "love you Sweetheart"
"Love you too Princess" he puts his hand on your knee and squeezes.
"Do you think we should wake them, stop for breakfast?" You ask searching your phone for somewhere good.
"Yeah, but let them sleep a little longer."
Sam nudges Natasha as they watch you quietly, stupid grins on their faces. They'll rib you for it later but honestly they just love seeing Steve happy and relaxed.
"Mommy and Daddy" he whispers. Natasha let's out a small giggle.
You turn to face them.
"Mornin kids" you grin.
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makbarnes · a day ago
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My boys
You stumbled out of the elevator with Natasha and Wanda supporting you. “Shhh, everyone’s asleep.” You laughed loudly as they rolled their eyes at how drunk you were.
“Come on {Y/N}, let’s go to bed.” Wanda brushed your hair behind your ear as they guided you to your room. You leaned against the wall and slipped down to the floor with a groan from Wanda. “Ana please stand up.”
“Shhh, Gottas be quiet.” You giggled a bit before wincing at the bright light coming from the open door.
“Thank god. Can you two take care of your obcensily drunk wife.” Natasha sassed as Bucky and Steve stood in the open doorway watching you.
“What happened?”
“We tried to get her to stop drinking and have some water but she’s as stubborn as Barnes.” Wanda tried to pull you up from the ground but you held yourself to the ground unwilling to move.
“Thanks ladies, we got her from here.” Steve rolled his eyes with love as he scooped you from the floor and Bucky shut the door behind him. Steve gently laid you on the bed and carefully took off your uncomfortable clothes. Steve went into the bathroom to grab a hair tie for you as Bucky walked up to the edge of the bed. Sitting you up you wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him onto the bed.
“Doll, we gotta get this uncomfortable stuff off of you.”
“No.”
“Yes.” Bucky unclipped your jewelry as you tried to reach the clip on your bra. “Shh, I’ll get it baby.” He reached behind you and easily unclipped the bra and tossed it into the dirty clothes hamper. Bucky adjusted in front of you and made sure to leave room for Steve behind you. Steve soon came out of the bathroom and smiled as he saw you cuddled next to Bucky.
“Our girl is tired huh?”
“Stevie!! Cuddles!” You gripped one of your hands towards the man as he climbed over to lay behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist.
“That better Angel?” You moaned happily as you snuggled tightly between the two men. Steve peppered kisses over your neck as Bucky rubbed up your back to soothe you to sleep.
“Are my boys trying to get me to sleep?” You angled your head up and looked at both of them with wanting in your eyes.
“You need to sleep baby.”
“No I dont. I need to be full of my boys.” You wrapped your hand around the back of Bucky’s head and pulled his lips forcefully against your own as you reached around to tug the back of Steve’s hair. “Come on baby, please?” You pouted over to Steve as you rested your head against Bucky’s chest. You pulled Steve’s face closer to Bucky’s and pressed their lips together. Bucky replaced your hand to hold Steve against him and your hand trailed down to tease Steve’s growing bulge. Bucky swallowed Steve’s moans as their lips danced. You watched as you adjusted yourself to straddle Bucky’s waist and grind against him. Steve broke away from the kiss and pulled you up to kiss you feverishly. Bucky quickly did away with his boxers as he left kisses over your chest. You moaned into Steve as Bucky’s tongue swirled over your nipples. Steve grabbed your hips and flipped you to lay on your back as he lowered himself to lay between them and be center with your dripping center. Bucky’s lips trailed over your neck as Steve's hot breath fanned over your area. "Please Stevie." You begged as he teased you by running a single finger through your aching core. Your back arched at the pleasure just from his touch and you saw a dominant smile across his lips. Steve gently trailed his tongue over your clit and watched as you leaned against Bucky. You tilted his lips towards your own as your fingers twisted into Steve’s hair. His hands went to cup your butt and hold you in place. Bucky’s fingers toyed with your nipples and you let out a soft moan. Your free hand wrapped around to stroke Bucky’s shaft and his teeth dug into your shoulder. Steve’s fingers teased around your opening as he latched his tongue permanently over your clit. “Oh god, just fuck me Steve. Please.” You begged as his fingers slowly stretched your walls. Squeezing Bucky’s shaft he moaned against you and tucked his nose in your hair. His lips brushed your ear and you felt him smile as he watched Steve eat you like his last meal.
“Stevie feel good baby?”
“Mmm, yes.” You pulled Steve’s hair as his finger curled to expertly hit your g spot. “Fuck, right there.”
“Just wait till you're stuffed with our cocks, your tight walls gripping us, milking us for our cum. Want that baby?”
“Yes Bucky. Oh don’t stop Steve. Right there.” Steve picked up pace with his fingers and you did the same with Bucky’s cock. Bucky brought his hand around to gently press your throat as your orgasm began climbing. Steve’s tongue flicked over your clit as his finger dug deep inside of you. “Feels s-so good Stevie.” You gasped as you felt the coil tightening in your stomach. Bucky teased his soft lips and hot breath over your shoulder as you pressed against him.
“Can’t wait to bury my cock deep in that perfect pussy, Doll. Gonna be our little cum slut tonight huh?” Steve released your clit and guided Bucky’s fingers down to play with your clit as he focused on your entrance. Steve’s teeth sucked a mark onto your thigh as your walls teased an ending against his fingers.
“So you like being our little slut baby? Wanna be stuffed full of our hot cum?”
“Please.”
“Please what Doll?”
“Please fill me with your cum.” Your walls tightened at the thought of them filling you and your coil snapped. Arching your back Steve moved you to lay on your side facing him as Bucky lined himself up from behind.
“I wanna try something okay Baby?” You nodded your head and tucked your lips against Steve’s neck. Sucking a mark as Steve pressed into you he held your leg up for Bucky to line himself up. “Tell us if we hurt you, okay?” Bucky angled himself gently to press into the same hole Steve had. You gasped at how full you felt and clutched Steve’s arms. Bucky leaned over to kiss Steve and taste you on his tongue before tucking his nose against your neck.
“M-move, please move.” Your hand went around to grip Bucky’s hip as he slowly pushed into you. Gasping as you felt Steve’s tip hit your cervix you felt your eyes wanting to roll back in your head.
“Fuck you’re so tight, Angel.” Steve whispered in your ear as Bucky pushed him deep into you. “You okay?”
“Don’t stop.” Bucky latched his teeth into your shoulder as you leaned your head back and filled the room with your moans. “Faster Buck, please.” Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist to hold you in place and rutted his hips faster which Pushed Steve’s cock to hit your cervix constantly. Steve moaned as his tongue played with your breasts and you gripped his shoulder tightly. “God I love you both. Fuck me so well. Only ones that can make me cum.” Your words rallied together as they kept the pace. You felt Steve’s hips stutter as he filled you and Bucky pulled out. You whined at the loss and gasped against Steve as Bucky pushed deep inside of you.
“That’s it baby. Cum for Bucky. Squeeze him tightly as he fucks my cum deep inside of you.” Your words turned into a breathless gasping as your walls clenched around Bucky and you clung against Steve as Bucky pressed open mouth kisses against your spine.
“God, you’re such a perfect Doll.” Bucky tilted your lips to his own and you rode out your orgasm. Steve adjusted you for Bucky to easily slip out of you and you rubbed your hands over their beards.
“That’s a way to sober up.” You joke as Bucky quickly moves to get a rag for you and clean up their leaking cum from your thighs.
“We love you so much.”
“I love you both too.” You give each of them their respective kisses before laying down so they can kiss above you. Resting tightly as they pressed you against their bodies you smiled happily as Steve relaxed your muscles with kisses and Bucky relaxingly toyed with your spent clit. You moaned against Steve before lacing your fingers with Bucky’s and pulling his arm across the both of you.
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fandombroker · 2 days ago
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Incorrect
Stucky x Y/n | #9
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Steve : I love you guys, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Bucky : We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?
Steve : Yes!
Y/n : I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you Stevie.
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jbbarnes · 3 days ago
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Bucky Barnes, you have three days. It's not enough time but it's all the time you've got. I'm sorry. This isn't what you wanted.
For @eusuntgratie and @jaybrogers, both of whom I wouldn't have in my life if it weren't for Bucky Barnes. This is a farewell fic to the Stucky fandom, Bucky is still hugely important to me, but I no longer have any more stories to tell about him. Maybe that'll change, I don't know. But for now, this is it, not a bang, but a whimper. Thanks for tagging along on this journey with me since 2014 (!) and I'm sorry I'm Teen Wolf trash now. I'm as embarrassed as you are, believe me.
Bucky Barnes, you are so loved.
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uprootbasic · 3 days ago
Imagine that the reader is married to stucky and they have two twin daughters. Now they both are planning with their mum for surprising their dadies in on father's day. A lot of fluff on how they surprise him🥺🥺🥺
strength is something you choose
pairing: Stucky x Reader
warnings: pure fluff!
a/n: thank you for the request and I hope you enjoy! happy fathers day! title is from I Learned From You by Miley and Billy Ray Cyrus.
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Bucky was the first to wake up.
he rolled over, and his heart sank when he saw that you weren’t there. then, he remembered it was father’s day, and you were most likely in the kitchen with your two girls, Grace and Aurorra.
his eyes traveled to Steve, who was still sound asleep on his side of the bed. his arm was still extended over the bed, having not moved from when you slithered out of this grasp. Bucky slid over, and lifted the arm, cuddling himself underneath, and next to his husband. Steve grunted slightly and mumbled something about Tony being an asshole, his hand fisting in Bucky’s shirt, but he settled down again.
Bucky lifted a hand, and traced Steve’s lips, always cherry red and kissable. he ran his flesh hand through the light brown, almost red, hair of his facial hair that Steve let grow after the girls were born. he never had time to shave when they were newborns, and it just became habit. it was short but thick, a manageable length, while also incredibly soft, a sign that he took care of it religiously, which he did. he didn’t want to scratch up the skin of his little girls, or you and Bucky, despite how much you and Bucky claim to love his beard burn.
Bucky leant up, and pressed a kiss to the lips of his husband, who stirred, and kissed him back. “i love you.” Bucky whispered. “thank you for making me a daddy.” Steve laughed quietly, and pulled Bucky closer.
“you were made for it. even in the fourties, i hoped that some way, some how, we’d be parents. i saw the way you were with Becca. you were meant to be a father, baby.” he whispered, and Bucky chuckled.
“taking care of you gave me good experience with that.” he said and Steve pressed another kiss to his lips. he was rolled onto his back, Steve slotting his body between Bucky’s legs, the kiss deepening. Steve pulled his lips off of Bucky's for a brief moment. "happy fathers day," Steve said, smiling down at the man he'd never thought he'd get to marry. just as Bucky opened his mouth to respond, the door opened, and your two little girls, followed by you, came barrelling in the room.
"Daddy! Papa!" Aurorra screamed, climbing on the bed. Steve pushed himself off of Bucky, and pulled Aurorra into his lap, while Grace climbed on top Bucky, and snuggled into his chest. "made you b'ekfast," Grace said.
"thank you baby girls, that was so sweet of you." Bucky said, running his hands through Grace's hair, prompting giggles from her. the twins, while polar opposites, were 100% Steve. that was never in question. when the three of you were trying to conceive, Bucky was just coming off of his medication, so his sex drive was virtually non existent, so the three of you made the decision that Steve would biologically father the first baby. one baby ended up being two, and you swore after that that you would only have Bucky's babies.
Aurorra was high energy and excitable, and could be a little bossy at times, which was Steve out in the field, where as Grace was more mellow and quiet, and desperate to be a good person, which was Steve at home.
you set the tray with both of your husbands breakfast down before pressing a kiss to Bucky's lips. you bit your lips before your next sentence. "did you see their shirts?" you asked, and both men looked at you, before lifting their respective girl away from their bodies to look at the shirts on the 3 year olds.
"big sister?" Bucky said, utterly confused.
Aurorra felt her pockets, and gave you a panicked look just before Grace sat up. "oh, I have it Rors, we mixed up our pants." she said, before pulling out a small stick from her pocket.
Bucky sat up and read it. he quickly deciphered what the two lines meant, and looked back at you in shock. "you're pregnant?" he asked, looking between you and Steve, who had a knowing look on his face.
"yeah I am, baby." you said. you ran a hand through his hair, and smiled at the look of disbelief on his face. his eyebrows pinched together as he did the math. he looked back at you, tears rimming in his blue eyes. "is it-" he asked, unable to finish the sentence.
"yeah, baby. it's yours." you said, and hugged Bucky to your chest as he sobbed in happiness. you turned to the girls. "why don't you two go and get your presents for Dada and Papa." you said, and the girls nodded, before jumping off the bed and running out of the room, talking about where they hid them.
"I-it's mine?" Bucky asked as he was pulled into Steve's arms.
"yeah sweetie. I didn't say that I'd only have your babies from now on for no reason." you said, just as the girls came back in with two gift bags. one red, for Steve, the blue one for Bucky. they took their respective bags, and opened them, both boys tearing up at the pictures inside.
"of course the got your art skills," Bucky said, admiring the gold and black arm that was from Aurorra, judging by the writing on the bottom that looked more like Anrna than her actual name. he looked over at Steve who was complimenting Grace on how well she drew his shield.
Bucky pulled Aurorra into his lap, and pressed a kiss to her cheeks. "you're such an artist, aren't ya doll?" and she nodded.
"yeah, Daddy. so is Grace." Bucky pressed another kiss to her cheeks before pulling you into bed with the others. Aurorra climbed out of your lap to go compliment her sisters work, and Bucky placed his hand on your lower belly.
"thank you so much, this means so much to me." he whispered, and you smiled at him.
"happy fathers day."
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tuiccim · 3 days ago
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Terrigenisis (Part 22 - Finale)
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Pairing: Stucky x Inhuman!Fem!Reader
Word Count: 3K
Summary: After undergoing terrigenisis unwillingly your life is turned upside down when you are deemed too dangerous to return to life as a civilian. You are put with the Avengers team to train and rebuild. As you hone your powers and skills, you must also decide if you can find home and love again. Or is your curse to be a lonely wanderer forever?
Warnings: Fluff, Wedding stuff
A/N: So, this is it. I posted the first part of Terrigenisis on July 1, 2020 and here is the finale part nearly a year later. Thank you so much to those of you who have read and loved this story. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate your support. / Dividers by @firefly-graphics​
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Joining Loki in the training room, you jump right in. You had made some headway and no longer had headaches from the training. The control was still difficult but Loki was a patient trainer. After two hours of practice, you were tired. Especially after your “warm up” with Bucky. 
“How are you feeling?” Loki asks. 
“Fine. No headaches,” you reassure him. 
“How are you feeling about everything else going on?” Loki pushes.
“Oh. Exhausted. Frazzled. I…” you look away trying to hold back tears. 
“Darling.” Loki pulls you to his chest and holds you. 
“Sorry, I just want it to be over. Go on honeymoon with my husbands and leave the rest of this behind us for a little while. I’m tired of secrets and lies and wedding planning,” you laugh at yourself ruefully. 
“A few more weeks and it will be. I’m here. You are my best friend and I will be here for you through it all.”
“Thank you, Loki. You’re my best friend, too. I love you,” you squeeze tightly and then look up at him. 
“I love you, too, my darling best-”
“You do move quickly, my prince,” an angry female voice carries from the entrance of the training room. 
“Sigyn?” Loki’s mouth drops in shock. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
“You just told another woman you love her. It’s exactly what it looks like,” Sigyn seethes as she moves closer to the both of you. 
“No, honestly, it’s not. My name is-”
“Intruder Alert! Unknown entity. Location: Training Room.” Friday sounds the alarm. 
“Friday, end alert. Entity identified. Sigyn. Asgardian. Friendly,” you turn back to the two. 
“Doll!” Steve and Bucky run into the training room and stop short seeing the unknown woman. 
Steve stares at the woman cautiously, “The bifrost landed here but no one saw who it was. And you are?”
“This is Sigyn. She is a friend.” Loki explains. 
You move towards Steve and Bucky while keeping an eye on her, “Sigyn, this is Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. They’re-”
“Quiet!” Sigyn flings her hand out making a dagger appear and throws it at you with deadly accuracy. 
Without thinking, you move your hands and conjure a shield for yourself with magic. The knife falls harmlessly to the ground. You stare shocked at Sigyn and she stares back with an equally shocked expression. 
“How does this Midgardian have magic?”
“I did it. I did it! I used magic!” you look between Bucky, Steve, and Loki. 
“I knew it! I knew it was working,” Loki grins at you. “Sigyn, I’d like to introduce you to my best friend and protege, Y/N. These are her fiances, Captain Steve Rogers and Sergeant Bucky Barnes. And, yes, I do love her. She’s my dearest friend but that is where it ends. My love, my true love, is you. Only you. It’s only ever been you. Why are you here?” 
“Are we just going to ignore the fact that this woman threw a knife at you?” Bucky asks, wide-eyed. 
“Yes,” you whisper-shout as you cover his mouth with your hand and turn back to watch the drama unfolding in front of you. Steve begins to say something but you silence him with a pointed look. 
“I… I broke off the engagement.” Sigyn says quietly. 
“What?” Loki whispers. 
“I am no longer betrothed.” Sigyn states. 
“Why?” Loki looks as if he is frozen in place as he waits for her answer. 
“You.”
“Say it. Please.”
“I love you.” Sigyn stares into his eyes. 
You are grinning so widely your cheeks hurt, “Um, why don’t, uh, why don’t we give them some privacy to talk.” You gesture for Steve and Bucky to follow you out. In the hallway, you are squealing, giggling, jumping up and down, and hugging your supersoldiers. “She came for him! She came for him! I’m so happy!”
“Doll!” Bucky laughs.
“She might just be luring him in to stab him and run back to Asgard,” Steve warns. 
“Steven!” you admonish.  
“Sorry,” Steve chuckles as you playfully smack his arm. 
“You knew about this?” Bucky asks.
“He told me about her and I encouraged him to tell her his feelings. I am so happy right now I could scream,” you bounce as you get in the elevator. 
“I can think of a great activity to help you release some of this pent up energy. Might even get a scream out of you,” Steve says as he brackets his arms around you in the elevator. 
“I don’t know. I’m awfully tired,” you feign a yawn. 
“I wore her out a bit before the training session,” Bucky chuckles. 
“While I was stuck in that meeting,” Steve growls playfully, “Poor baby, you must be exhausted. Don’t worry. I won’t make you do any of the work. I’ll just make you come until you pass out.”
“Mmmm… I can work with that,” you giggle as Steve’s mouth descends on yours.
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After Tony met and interrogated Sigyn, he allowed her to stay on the compound. She joined Loki in teaching you how to work the magic you had acquired through training. They were generous with their time and knowledge but you tried not to monopolize either of both of them. You encouraged them to spend time together, found assignations for them, and enjoyed the distraction from all the wedding business. 
Wedding plans went along swimmingly. Molly was incredibly helpful, kind, and loyal. You appreciate the hard work she is putting in to ensure the wedding is a success. In a meeting with her a few days before the wedding, your phone rings. 
“I’m sorry. It won’t take long,” you apologize to Molly as you answer. “Hey, Sam. What’s up?”
“Hey. I got them and I found what you asked for.” Sam’s grin can be heard through the phone. 
“You did!?! Oh, Sam, you’re the best. Thank you!” you exclaim. 
“You owe me one,” Sam chuckles. 
“I do. Thanks again.”
“I’m pulling in now. I’ll bring it to you.” 
“Great. I’m in the conference room with Molly right now. Can you bring it here?”
“Molly? Oh, uh, yeah. Okay,” Sam stutters.
“What’s that, Sam?” you grin as you realize why he’s stammering.
“Oh, nothing. See you in a few,” Sam rushes you off the phone. 
“Sorry about that,” you say to Molly. 
“No problem,” Molly says nonchalantly, “Sam is coming up?”
“Yes,” you raise an eyebrow and smirk at her. 
“Ah,” Molly turns away but not before you catch her smile. 
You busy yourself over the next several minutes waiting for Sam to join you. When he breezes in, you are near giddy watching the two greet each other. 
“Sam! Thank you for picking these up.” You take the bag from his hand. Pulling the four boxes out, you open the first one to see Steve’s wedding band, the second has Bucky’s band, and the final two have vintage cufflinks set with star sapphires. The cufflinks would be a gift for Steve and Bucky the night before the wedding. You are pulled out of your musings by Molly’s giggle. 
“I didn’t know that,” Molly rests her hand on Sam’s arm. 
“Oh, Sam, I meant to ask you as one of your duties as a groomsman, would you make sure that Molly isn’t all work and no play at the reception? She really must dance and have a good time as a reward for all her hard work.”
“I can do that,” Sam grins. “I can definitely do that.”
“Thank you, Sam. Molly, are we good? Did we need to go over anything else?” you ask her pointedly.
“Oh, no. We’re done,” Molly says. 
“Great, I’m going to head to my room and put these away. I’ll see you later,” you leave the room but as you make your way to the elevator your enhanced hearing picks up Sam asking Molly to dinner that night. You grin widely as the elevator doors open.
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The night before the wedding you, Steve, and Bucky cuddle up on your couch after the rehearsal dinner.
“I have a gift for each of you,” you say as you retrieve the two small boxes. “I was hoping you’d wear them tomorrow.”
“They match your ring.” Bucky smiles as he lifts one of the cufflinks from the box. 
“They’re perfect, sweetheart. We’ll wear them tomorrow.” Steve assures and you smile at them with tears in your eyes. You love them both so much. 
“And this is for you,” Bucky pulls out a flat jewelry box and hands it to you. 
You smile as you open the hinged lid, inside you find earrings and a necklace made to match your ring, “Oh my God. They’re beautiful.” You touch the necklace in awe. 
“It’s almost deserving of your beauty.” Steve caresses your cheek. 
“Nothing will ever quite compare to your beauty, though,” Bucky’s arm goes around your waist. 
You laugh lightly, “You know, I’m going to let those comments stand without any denials for tonight. Thank you. I… I love you both so much.”
“I love you, too, doll.”
“Love you so much, sweetheart.”
Kissing both of them, you find yourself pulled into the bed before you manage to separate yourself from them, “Oh, no, no! Not tonight. We all sleep in our own beds tonight!”
“Doll, you’re not really going to hold to that old superstition, are you?” Bucky chuckles. 
“Yes. We have a lot going on tomorrow. We need a good night’s sleep. It’s already late,” you smile. 
“Alright, sweetheart. If that’s the way you want it,” Steve comes over to give you a goodnight kiss. 
“I’ll make it up to you tomorrow night,” you whisper to them. 
“We’ll look forward to that,” Bucky says in a gravelly voice.
“So will I. Good Night.”
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The day of the wedding was beautiful and busy. You were a bundle of nerves the entire day. You were grateful to Loki, Wanda, and Natasha for keeping you calm. Molly ran things expertly and kept everything and everyone in line. When the time came, you donned the goddess style wedding dress, your hair and makeup were fixed to compliment it, you put on the cape veil that doubled as your train, the moon and stars tiara, and lastly the necklace and earrings that Steve and Bucky gave you the night before. When you turned to face yourself in the mirror, your breath caught. You had married Charlie on a beach wearing a short white dress you had found in a beach shop. Today, you were decked out like a queen of New York. You admired yourself for a moment but a part of you felt the pull of falsehood. You sigh and turn as the door opens. 
“It’s time,” Molly says with a smile. “You look amazing. Are you ready?”
“As I’ll ever be,” you say. Loki offers his arm and you follow Wanda and Natasha out of the room. 
“You’re sure about this?” Loki’s voice drifts into your mind. 
“Yes. Don’t forget the part you have to play,” you reply. 
“Oh, I can’t wait, darling,” Loki reassures you with a smirk. 
“It’s rude to communicate telepathically around friends,” Natasha jokes. 
“Don’t worry, Red. Just going over the plans,” you say in Russian to her. 
“This is going to be so much fun,” Natasha replies. 
“I hope so,” you say as the elevator doors close. 
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Steve stood at the arch erected on the back lawn. Vision stood next to him in a tux, ready to officiate the wedding now that he was ordained via the internet. Bucky stood on Steve’s other side along with Sam and Thor. Steve looked at Bucky for what seemed the hundredth time today and Bucky smiled back with a reassuring hand on his shoulder. 
The music began and Natasha walked down the aisle to take her place. Wanda followed and then Loki. Next, Dizzy led Tony and Clint to the start of the aisle where they pause. They look like bodyguards protecting the dog but then the music fades from the traditional Canon in D to AC/DC’s You Shook Me All Night Long. Clint and Tony unbutton their jackets and twist the belt around their middles to reveal a fanny pack. They unzip them and immediately throw a handful of flower petals into the air to the laughter of the oversized crowd. Dizzy makes joyful twirls as she leads the way down the aisle for the two dancing "flower girls." They strut, pose, throw petals, and make genuine fools out of themselves as they go. Dizzy dutifully takes her place next to Wanda while Tony and Clint take their places. 
As the song fades out, you take a deep breath. Your song begins to play and you look at Redtail on your arm and stroke her chest, “Thank you for being my friend, Redtail. Time to show me the way, girl.” You lift your arm and she takes flight letting out a loud caw. Swooping above the crowd in graceful loops, she then glides down the aisle with a final call and lands on top of the flowered arch above Vision’s head. 
“All rise.” Vision’s cultured voice announces. 
You take one last deep breath and step out. There are gasps and smiles as you make your way up the aisle but your eyes take in only Steve and Bucky standing in front of you. Their eyes drink you in as each step brings you closer. When you reach the platform, Steve takes your hand with a wide grin. 
Leaning in, he whispers to you, “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Thank you, Stevie. I love you.”
“I love you, too. Ready?” Steve’s eyebrow quirks just slightly as he says the last word. 
“So very ready.” You smile back at him and together you turn to face Vision. 
With a nod from Steve, Vision begins, “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in the sight of these witnesses to join this man, and this woman in holy matrimony. Not to be entered into lightly, matrimony should be entered into solemnly and with reverence and honor. Into this agreement these two persons come together to be joined forever. If any person here can show cause why these two people should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace,” Vision barely pauses before going on, “Hearing no-”
“Uh, pardon me, but I object.” Loki lifts a finger and states. There is an audible gasp from the crowd and immediate hubbub. 
“Loki!” Thor shouts. “Thank Odin. I object, too.”
“Me, too.” Natasha pipes in. 
“Yeah, I gotta object. This ain’t right.” Sam shakes his head. 
“We object!” Clint and Tony shout in unison. 
“Yeah, same here.” Wanda raises a hand. 
Dizzy barks her objection and a loud caw sounds from Redtail. 
“Aw, hell, I object, too,” Bucky grins at the two of you. 
“What is going on here?” Artie surges to his feet. 
“Ladies and gentlemen, please keep your seats and your calm,” Vision raises a hand to get everyone’s attention. “Captain Rogers.”
Steve shares a grin with you before turning to the audience, “Ladies and Gentlemen, today I am marrying the love of my life, both of them. What you heard on the news is true. I am in a relationship and very much in love with Y/N and Bucky. Together, we are incredibly happy and we will show that to the world today by getting married. The three of us.”
Steve takes Bucky’s hand and pulls him to join you both. Together, the three of you turn back to Vision and he begins again. Vows are said, rings are exchanged, and finally the pronouncement of “husband and wife and husband.” The three of you turn to the crowd and cheers erupt, led by your wedding party. You proceed down the aisle holding both of their hands. As soon as you are inside and away from the crowd, you are facing Molly whose arms are crossed and an unreadable expression on her face. 
“So, that was the plan?” She states and then cracks up. “I knew you were up to something.”
“Thank you for everything,” you smile. 
“We’re not done yet. Picture time.” Molly directs all of you away from the crowd to get pictures taken. She guides you through the rest of the traditions for the night and then manages to spirit you away to change with the help of Nat and Wanda. You giggle as you make your way back to Steve and Bucky who have also changed out of their tuxedos. 
“Ready?” Bucky holds a hand out to you. 
“Ready.” You take both their hands and the three of you run past the sparklers your friends hold up as you make it to the limo. Inside, the three of you sprawl out. 
“I’m exhausted!” you groan.
“Same.” Bucky says. 
“So, husbands, you know the saying ‘happy wife, happy life’, right?”
“Yeah,” Steve says suspiciously. 
“Good. You rub my shoulders and you rub my feet,” you lay on the two. Chuckling, they comply. “Oh, yes," you moan.
“Start making sounds like that and other things are going to wake up despite the exhaustion,” Bucky chuckles. 
“Do you like your wedding rings?” you change the subject. 
“They’re perfect, sweetheart.” Steve smiles as he glances at his.
“Did you like the inscription?” you ask. 
Bucky and Steve look at each other and then both reach for their rings. 
“Til the end of the line.” Bucky reads. 
Steve is smiling cagily as he says, “Why don’t you read yours?”
“Mine?” you say as you pull your ring off. 
“Yeah.” Bucky and Steve watch as you read the inscription of your band. 
“The Moon to our Stars,” you read. Your heart glows at the love of your husbands and the life you are beginning together.
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