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angelbabyyy99 · 21 days
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You are the reason | Bucky Barnes x curvy!reader
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Summary -> After being denied human contact for over a decade, what will happen when Bucky meets you?
Side note -> Hi, honey pies🩶. I was strolling through tumblr and saw this post asking what if Bucky falls in love with a small town girl and I jumped at the opportunity to bring that fic to life🤍. So welcome to my second Bucky one shot, technically 😅. Also I’m so OVERWHELMED by the notes I got on my last one🥹. I don’t even know how to explain my gratitude towards you all for reading my stuff. It means the world to me. I hope you cuties, enjoy. Bucky has become a personal favorite of mine <3.
This one is for -> @spncupcake ❤️. Hope it’s to your liking darlin’ & hope it lived up to your expectations♥️!
Warnings -> Bucky is a shy old man, but the reader makes it better. (Is that warning)? Yes it is. Pet names (dove, sweetheart, doll). Fluff, late night conversations, smut. (I will tell your parents😐). Thigh riding, slight dirty talking, praising and whatever I forget to mention🩷.
Word count -> 2.4K
Enjoy cutes🥳!
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Bucky couldn’t remember the last time he had human contact. Like actual human interaction. Now when it comes to women? He was shy. He never used to be shy. Back in the day, Bucky oozed with confidence. After all the traumatic memories of Hydra, it made him lose all of that. Being the Winter Soldier wasn’t easy, but he was free. Free from their control. Free to think from himself again. Free to move and live the way he wanted. He remembers everyone.. He never wants to relive that ever again. But it never came. Thanks to Shuri and her brilliant mind. She was able to remove the trigger words from his memory and now he’s been okay ever since.
The only problem was that he was lonely. He’s 106 for god’s sake. He missed out on actually trying to get a life. Finding a girlfriend, maybe hopefully marrying her one day. He missed all of that. When Steve, the only family he had left, Bucky was devastated. Heartbroken even. Steve was like his brother that he never had. After his ma, pa and sister. They only had each other and now Steve was gone.
Sure Bucky has Sam, but these two grown men had problems. But they did make one hell of a team. So after taking down Karli, Bucky went back with Sam to help out with a party that his sister was hosting. The two men put their differences aside and became good friends. For once in a while, Bucky didn’t feel alone anymore.
As he made his way through the crowd, he smiled at Cass and AJ as they greeted him. They weren’t scared of him.
“Hey, man!” Sam exclaimed as Bucky pats his back briefly before breaking the hug. “Hey. I didn’t know what to bring. So a peace offering…Captain America.” He replied with a soft smile. Sam chuckles and takes the cake, patting him on the back and hands him a beer.
Bucky thanks him while looking around. There were so many people. It was nice seeing everyone like this gathered together. Then he swore he saw the most prettiest woman ever.
She had on a white cardigan with some black jeans and brown boots with heels. Her wine burgundy hair was resting on her back as your head was tossed back, laughing at what Sarah was talking about. You were gorgeous. Soft looking curves. A cute smile and a nice laugh.
“Who’s that?” Bucky asked Sam once he came back towards Bucky. Sam looked over at you and Sarah. “Oh! That’s y/n, Sarah’s friend from Vintage Valley, Ohio. She’s really sweet. Should talk to her, Buck.” But Bucky shook his head, downing his beer.
“Nah, I’m good. She’s not gonna talk to an old man like me.” But Sam just rolled his eyes. “C’mon man, you’re not even that old.” Bucky gave him the ‘what the fuck,’ stare. “Yes I am, Sam. I’m 106.” Bucky argued. Sam let out a frustrated sigh, grabbing his wrist pulling him towards you and his sister. Bucky kept trying to pry him away, but his breath got caught in his throat when you smiled at him, holding in your laugh as Sam pushed him into you.
“H..Hi. I’m James or Bucky..” He whispered quietly with a shy smile.
You smile, “hi, handsome. Sorry that you got dragged by Sam.” You replied, giggled softly. Causing Bucky’s heart to flutter at the sound.
He swallows thickly, shaking his head. “It’s okay. I, uh, just didn’t have the courage to come up and talk to you.”
You smirked slightly. “I ain’t gonna bite, honey. Plus, I knew I felt eyes on me. Come take a walk with me.”
And ever since that day, Bucky didn’t want to admit it so early, but he was surely but slowly falling for you.
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That night You laughed as Bucky was telling you stories about him and his friend, Steve Rogers. It has been a great month with him. He was shy, but once getting comfortable around you, he started opening up little by little. You were curious as to why he wore a glove on his left hand. But you never pleasured him to talk about it. You’ll let him tell you on his own time. You and Bucky were staying with Sam and Sarah for a little. So you were surprised to see Bucky on the couch on his back, staring at the ceiling.
“Can’t sleep?” His sleepy laced voice reached your ears, sending a shiver down your spine and cleared your throat.
“No. Never can when I sleep in someone else’s home.” You admit with a soft chuckle, making him return it and sit up from the couch leaning against the headrest.
“Come sit with me, sweetheart.” His voice is soft and gentle. You brought two glasses of water over, placing them on the table and sat in between his legs. You suddenly feel cold metal through your shirt as he tugs you closer.
You glanced down at his left hand and carefully put your hand on the vibranium hand. You feel him tense up and slowly pulled away, but Bucky stops your hand from moving. You heard him sigh as he started to speak quietly.
“I fell off of a train.. Steve and I were on a mission back in 45 and it went wrong…It caused me to fall and lose my left arm.” He said with a shaky breath. You just sat back, lending him an ear.
“I was frozen, but they would defrost me to carry out…missions… had to live my plus years as the Winter Soldier, but after my two years in Wakanda, Shuri managed to remove some triggering words from my head and soon after that, I was free..again..” He finished as you both had tears welling up in your eyes.
You twist your body, getting on your knees, taking his cute face in your hands. “You, James Bucky Barnes, are the bravest sergeant ever. What happened wasn’t your fault. Yes, you did it, but you were being controlled. Don’t beat yourself up about it because I could see it in your eyes that you still do. Just keep in mind, honey, you have control of your thoughts and mind and body again.”
Bucky smiles ever so softly, eyes fluttering close as you leave gentle pepper kisses on his face. His chest was full with such warmth, comfort, safety and most importantly, love. Could you be his happy ending? The happy ending that he’s been longing for?
He opened his eyelids to see you staring at him with such admiration in your eyes. You make him feel human again and not like a freak. He took his right hand to brush the hair out of your face.
“You’re so fucking pretty, you know that?” He murmurs, making a smile curled up on your face as you straddle his thigh. “No I don’t, tell me more. And is this okay?” He nods with a yes underneath his breath as he places his hands on your thighs.
“You’re pretty, gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, smart, kind, caring, loving-“ He lists off while you were chuckling when he had a big smile on his face.
You dramatically placed a hand over your heart. “You boost my ego too much, Jamie..” You whisper, smiling down at him leaning down to ghost your lips over his, not touching them.
“You’re pretty too, handsome. Your lashes? Too die for. Steel blues that I could get lost in and such an old but pure soul. And I’m glad you asked me to be your girlfriend, otherwise I’d leave heartbroken, pretty boy.” You said, pouting playfully, which makes him laugh softly.
His fingers twisted in your hair, bringing your lips to his. It was a tender, gentle kiss. One you both haven’t experienced before. You put your hands beside his head, hips automatically moving on his thigh on their own. Bucky let out a soft hum in the kiss, grabbing your hips to help the movement. You parted from his lips as he chased them, making you giggle.
“Come back here, dove.” He says with a pout making you giggle harder. But soon stopped to really look at him.
This was the man you wanted to spend your life with.
“Move in with me.” You blurted out while his eyes went wide.
“W..What?” His voice was quiet, almost too quiet. You swallowed thickly and nervously.
“Move in with me, Jamie.. I know we’ve only been together for a few months now, but—“ your words were cut off by his lips. You made a surprise noise but soon melted into the kiss. He cups your cheeks in his hands, deepening the kiss.
“Yes,” he murmurs before pulling away. “Yes. I’ll move in with you. There’s also something I need to tell you.”
Your smile was beaming when you wrapped your arms around his neck, which made Bucky laugh lightly wrapping his arms around your lower back. You move away slightly to look into his eyes. “Tell me, handsome.”
Bucky smiled shyly at you. “I..I love you.. Gosh. You make me feel like I’m human again and not a monster with a platonic arm. You make me feel like my old self again. Once in a lifetime you will meet someone who changes everything and that’s exactly what you did for me. You’re it for me, doll. You’re my endgame. My forever.”
Your eyes were welling up with tears as you smiled back at your pretty boy. You let out a small chuckle.
“Can’t have me crying in the middle of the night. What’s wrong with you, Jamie?” You asked with keeping your voice sweet and playful. He smirks.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, your highness. But I mean every word, pretty girl.” He replied softly, leaning back while placing his hands on your hips. “Plus, I know you’re wet. Been for hours. That’s why you couldn’t sleep. C’mon sweetheart, use me to get off.” He said as his voice dropped slightly, causing a shiver run down your spine and a whisper escaped your parted lips. You started off slowly.
Bucky stared at you in awe as you were moving your hips. He would never get tired of this view. He also felt himself get hard intensely while watching you.
You looked so beautiful. Head tossed back, your back arched gorgeously, nipples peeking through your sleepwear. His hands moved your shirt up as he sat up to capture one of your nipples in his mouth. You were caught off guard by the action but moaned softly, threading your nails through his short hair. Bucky maneuvers the both of you around until you pressed against the outline of his cock. Has he always been so big?
The two of you tried to be as quiet as possible, considering you were still in Sam’s sister house.
Bucky kept his voice low and gravelly. “That’s it, baby. Just like that. Use me like you mean it.. Good girl.” You whined at how deep his voice went. And that fucker just smirks at you.
“You’re absolutely, trouble, Jamie..” You breathe out, still moving your hips on the muscles of his thigh. He chuckled softly, pulling you close to where your nose was touching his.
“Only when it involves you, doll.”
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“We’re gonna miss you guys around here.” Sarah said with tears rolling down her face as she hugs you and Bucky.
The day was finally here. You knew that Bucky didn’t really have much and that was okay because you were going to take him shopping when you got back home.
Home.
You never saw yourself getting into another relationship after your last one, but Bucky made you feel like the only woman in the world. Could you have finally found your person?
Meanwhile in Bucky’s head. He’s thinking to himself that he finally got the happy ending that he damn well deserved. He got himself a pretty lady, who he can finally call his.
You nodded at Sarah with a soft smile and hugged her back. “We’ll miss you guys too.” Bucky and Sam shared the same smile, giving each other a bro hug.
“It was good working with you, Buck. Take care of yourself, okay?”
Bucky nods his head, draping an arm around your shoulder once you come over and looks down at you with such admiration and back at Sam.
“I will.. if not, I got my girl to help out.” He answers and hesitates a little.
This will be his first time in a long time with someone who cares about him other than Sam and Steve.
“You take care of yourself too…Cap.” He said while a gentle smile graces his face. Sam gave him a nod. “Sure thing, Serge.” Bucky chuckled softly and hugged Sarah. She whispers in his ear, ‘take care of her, Bucky. She’s a good one.’ They parted and he gave her a nod.
“Always.” Was the last thing he said before climbing into the passenger seat of your car once you started the engine. He saw you blow a kiss to both of them and soon the both of you were off, never looking back.
Bucky smiles ever so soft, moving closer to you as he rests his head on your shoulder, taking in your cinnamon vanilla scent.
This was it. You were his home. His family. His forever. His happy ending.
You were his reason.
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Please-😭❤️. I just that thought of the ending because the reader & Bucky just driving off to the sunset is perfect🥺.
But YEAH. It was a cheesy ending nonetheless, but I liked it..? I hope you did too❤️.
I like writing for Bucky. He’s so much fun to write about!
I got some good things comin’ soon, cutes🥳🩵. STAY TUNED!
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squeezetheduck · 2 years
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I am now and probably always will be a sucker for characters that are a little ‘too good’ for the world in which they exist, and the cynical characters that can’t help to fall in love with them for it
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bigbadripley · 1 year
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Hiiiii can you write a Sam x fem reader where it's sam's birthday and he isn't with his family so he's sad and reader wants to cheer him up
Sad? On Your B-Day?
Pairing: Sam Wilson x Fem!Reader (Feat. Platonic!Bucky)
Warnings: No use of y/n, established relationship
Words: 517
Title from "DR. WHOEVER" by Aminé
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"Happy Birthday!" You shouted, throwing your arms in the air as Sam entered the kitchen. He smiled with his lips but not his eyes as he sat at the breakfast bar. 
"Thank you, sugar, but I already told you I didn't want to celebrate this year." He said with a bummed tone. You placed your elbows on the bar and rested your chin in your palms, prompting him to look at you. His eyes were dark and dull, not a single shimmer in sight.
"And I told you that's too damn bad," You replied. "You don't get to age around me and expect me to leave you alone."
Usually, Sam would laugh at your stubbornness, but he kept his gloomy expression. It wasn't like him to act this way. You cocked your head at him, trying to gather what could be wrong from his eyes, but you weren't getting much. "What's troubling you, my love?"
Sam exhaled heavily before he responded, leaning back on the stool and crossing his arms over his chest. "Just hate not celebrating with my nephews. They facetimed me, but... I dunno." He explained the best he could. "It's not the same."
It all made sense now and caused you to frown, knowing he was sad on his big day. For as long as you've known Sam, he always made time for his family on his birthday, but after returning from a mission the day before, he didn't have time to return to Louisiana. 
You realized it was up to you to make this birthday special for him, so you called Bucky to explain the issue. He arrived within the hour and had picked up a few things from the drugstore party section. 
"Smells like cake in here," Bucky said upon entering. You nodded,
"Devil's food. Just pulled it out." 
You noticed he was carrying a balloon with Sam's face on it, dawning the Captain America getup, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. "That's your idea of cheering Sam up?" 
The loud chuckle erupting from your chest caused Sam to enter the room again, spotting his giant floating balloon head the second he stepped in from the bedroom. "Aw, what the hell is that, Buck?"
"It's true to size," Bucky answered, pulling the string between his fingers to the edge of the balloon and holding it next to Sam's head for comparison. "Happy birthday." 
Sam tried his best to hold back his laugh, face clearly contorting to keep his stoic expression in response to the joke. You motioned for him to come to you, and he did, snaking his arm around your waist upon arrival. He looked at the unfrosted cake, and the smile he was hiding peeked through again. 
"Sam Wilson, if you don't smile for me-" 
"Thank you, baby." Sam cut off your fake irritation and pulled you closer to his side, hunching slightly to kiss you. In the kiss, you felt the smile. As you pulled away, you saw the toothy grin and met it with your own. 
"I won't have to give you a birthday spanking after all."
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Ghosts: Chapter 2
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Bucky Barnes x Original Female Character
Summary: After seeking out an old partner he has history with, Bucky gets invited up to her apartment to see just how deep their connection goes.
 Warnings: Mature Content, Intense Sexual Flashbacks, ANGST, Kissing, Face Holding, Groping, Clear and Sexy Consent, Bucky Cutting Off His Hair, Mentions of Doctor Strange, Steve Rogers, Shuri, T’Challa and Sam, Spot The Deep Cut Sebastian Karaoke Reference
Word Count: 1.6+K
Tags: @bullet-prooflove @skittle479 @letsby
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That eerie feeling from before slowly shifts from a phantom sighting to a dreamlike state, one where she knows exactly who she’s looking at and who he’s supposed to be, yet his presence in her apartment is still nothing short of surreal. There are similarities with who he once was, the thick and heavy silence that lingers around him, the way his lips pout as he scans his new surroundings and the height of his shoulders as he crosses through her doorway, but that seems to be the extent of it. Everything else about him is different. It’s as if her brain had pieced together fragments of memories from their time together that she’d buried along with her past to make this version of him appear before her.
The only other common thread between them was how badly she wanted to touch him again, to get as close as they were back down at the laundromat, but their brisk walk back up to her place had disrupted the delicate dance they had begun on ground level. She hoped they wouldn’t have to start from the very top to earn his trust all over again, but his demeanor was much like that of a wild animal in a cage, pacing around his new environment before feeling comfortable enough to open up to her again. Despite his changed behavior and startling appearance, the danger of his past still looms over him like a darkened cloud in the sky, holding her vulnerability hostage.
“What were you going to do?” She starts, trying to break through the silence as he eventually turns around to face her. “If I had a family, a husband, kids, all that stuff?”
His eyes drop down to his feet before he looks back up at her to answer, his shoulders nearly touching his ears as he shrugs in hypothetical defeat. “I guess I just wouldn’t have bothered.”
“Really?” She steps toward him as he leans against her wobbly bookshelf, hoping to warm the chilled air between them. “That easy, huh?”
“Strange didn’t… if he had seen anything like that, I wouldn’t have…” Bucky stammers as he remembers knocking on the good doctor’s door in the middle of the night, that annoyed look on his face particularly exaggerated by his impromptu presence.
The two of them had never actually spent any time alone together, their interactions limited to the last fight against Thanos amidst thousands of other warriors. Their allegiance to each other was based on nothing more than a slew of loosely connected friends that happened to live in the same city, and a team that had disbanded after an insurmountable amount of loss. He didn’t expect the doctor to give him what he wanted right away, but he at least had to try; and thank God that he did.
“I would have left you alone,” he tells her, pushing off the bookshelf to stand up straight as she walks closer to him. That option had surprisingly never even begun to cross his mind, not once. But now that she mentions it, he couldn’t bring himself to imagine the devastation he would have felt if that were the case, if Strange had somehow left that out of his description before sending him off to see her. “If you were happy.”
“You don’t think I’m happy alone?” She jests, trying her best to lighten the mood or at the very least, make him smile.
“I just meant…” he trails off, his brow furrowing in frustration.
“I’m kidding.” She stops just short of him, the trepidation whirring through his nervous system as it buzzes in his skin and out into the air around him.
God, he’s really been through it, hasn’t he?
“You cut your hair.” She changes the subject, standing on her tiptoes to run her fingers through it in another attempt to ease the palpable tension in his body, to anchor herself in this very real moment. She stares at his familiar features as she cards her fingers through his locks, watching the muscles in his face relax just the slightest bit as his lids drop down over tired eyes.
“I needed a change.” He allows her to touch him, standing still as her fingers press into his scalp in one of the few welcome forms of physical touch that he can remember. “I wanted to change,” he corrects himself.
The extreme length of his hair had been with him for as long as he could remember, growing out in between periods of cryo as the only real way he could measure time during that period in his life. He could tell how long he’d been out on missions in between stages of freezing, personal hygiene being the last thing on Hydra’s agenda when he had a target to eliminate. After Steve had found him and set him free, he continued to let it grow, healing and survival being his only real goals in the midst of everything else going on in the world around him.
In Wakanda it had become a point of pride for him, a gauge of emotional and physical growth with each session of deprogramming he had with the Dora Milaje. The local children had pulled its length up into ponytails and buns before Shuri decided to braid it to match hers, only to have T’Challa pull him aside and tell him to take it out. After that he was frozen again along with Shuri, Sam, T’Challa and damn near everyone else he knew, only this time it was different. He didn’t have the nightmares he came to expect when Hydra had locked him up and frozen him away in stasis. He didn’t have any dreams at all, for that matter; no thoughts, worries, fears or anything else that might even come close to that… just an endless sinking darkness.
After he came back and Steve had left, he grew to resent the hair that he had been so proud of over those past few years. Every time he looked in the mirror he saw the man his best friend had fought so hard to bring back from the very depths of hell, only to leave him stranded the first chance he got. He tried cutting it off himself with his pocket knife in the bathroom mirror, but the tears in his eyes prevented him from shearing off more than just one jagged, lopsided lock.
Sam had brought him to his barber shop the very next day to fix the damage, trying his best to help him in whatever way he could. He remembers solemnly nodding to grant permission for the man to cut off his ponytail, to sever that metaphorical connection to the past; a weight suddenly lifted off of his shoulders as it silently fell onto the floor. It was as if that was the last domino to fall in his healing process, allowing him to finally feel light and free as if all of that grief and turmoil were finally behind him: Hydra, Tony, Thanos, The Winter Soldier and even his beloved Steve Rogers.
“I’ve wasted too much time doing what they told me to do,” He swallows his words down as his hands find their way onto her hips, her caramel eyes practically glowing as they draw him out of his painful past and into the present. “What they forced me to do.” He smooths his palm up the side of her torso as she gently walks him back against the bookshelf, cupping her face before the space between them nearly closes completely. “I thought it was time I start doing what I want.”
“And what do you want?” she whispers, bringing her lips closer to his as her heart rate increases, instantly warming her skin in anticipation.
The man she used to know would have shifted his weight against hers to change their positions, shoving her up against the shelf with a hand around her throat. He would have tasted her lips as he pulled them in between his teeth, taking control of the only thing he could without hurting anyone else in the process, but that was the assassin from the past. That wasn’t him, not anymore. Any remnants of that version of himself had been swept away along with his hair, never to be seen again.
“I want to kiss you.” He confesses, gently brushing his thumb across the apple of her cheek as it flushes. “I want to kiss you until I forget about everything else.” He leans in and presses his lips to hers, smiling against them as he feels her return the favor with a tender intensity that nearly knocks a few of the books off the shelf behind him.
All of that fear of who he once was, of who he still could be seems to melt away as he embraces her, his hand caressing her face as she realizes just how different he feels from all those years ago. His lips are no longer roughened from ages of dehydration and neglect, his hand soft and gentle as it holds her near. The scent of carbon no longer lingers on the dusting of gunpowder in his hair, the musk of black leather a distant memory as his tongue, now rich with flavors of coffee and chocolate, brushes softly against hers.
That distinct saltiness of his skin still remains somehow, triggering her subconscious to recall the very best parts of their forbidden trysts from so long ago. She holds his head with both hands as he exhales a moan into her mouth, letting him run his hand through her hair as his metal fingers wrap themselves around her belt loops to keep her close.
“I want that, too” she manages to say in between breaths, pulling back just far enough to look up into his darkened eyes.
“You sure?” He asks, holding onto her as tightly as he can for fear that if he lets go she might disappear entirely. He kisses her again to make sure her body’s speaking the same language as the words coming out of her mouth, her quickened pulse and hungry eyes calming his fear almost instantly.
“I’m sure.”
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Vogue Magazine | June 2002
10 Eligible Young Royals You Probably Didn't Know About
#7 Helmut Zemo: Educated in Germany and graduating with degrees in both political science and Italian literature, this heir to the Sokovian barony was once known for his scandalous partying. These days he's begun a career in the military where he's quickly become a well-respected member of his squad, and looks to have a promising future. Though he's been romantically linked with a number of young royals (and commoners), he's still currently single.
(Just some headcanon when I saw this sassy image of Daniel 😂)
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melles1276 · 3 months
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Asking for a friend ...
What kind of flowers does Sarah Wilson like? 💐
What does she like in general? 🎁 I think she's a "down-to-earth" person, but that doesn't mean she's not liking some more "girly-stuff" (if you know what I mean), from time to time?
I'm an absolute lost cause in this regards ...
I need help! 😳
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tllgrrl · 9 months
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Things Ain’t What They Used To Be by @btwxsixesandsevens
Bucky Barnes/Sarah Wilson, Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson, Hunter B-15 & Moebius Moebius | TFATWS | Loki | Rated: SFW
Summary: Sarah Wilson needed a break. There had been so much, so fast. The charter boat, the house maintenance — the windows needed replacing, but did they need replacing right now? — the restaurant humming along, the boys getting bigger and more independent, Bucky. Whew. Bucky Barnes. She was irritable. She knew it. Angry alternating with weepy. She needed to spend just one day, just.one.day. not feeding or caring for another person or creature. And now Perry was talking Bucky into getting a dog. God damn it all to hell.
So when Bucky suggested that he and Sam take AJ and Cass down to Galveston for a long weekend, she’d almost cried. Then she’d packed their bags and all but pushed them out the front door. The whole time she swore she loved them and would miss them.
Not really.
Keep reading on AO3
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The Falcon and The Winter Soldier and The TVA.
For All Time. Always.
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frostironfudge · 2 years
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Bucky Barnes Masterlist
hello, I'm fudge and this is my Bucky Barnes Masterlist, anything and everything Bucky is here: one shots, multi-part fics. please make sure to read all the warnings before reading each piece. your media consumption is your responsibility. please note minors dni with smut or dark themed content.
Main Masterlist // AO3
Divider by @firefly-graphics
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Contains Smut **
One Shots:
Venus (Bodyguard Bucky) **
Conversations with The Devil [Submission for Spooktacular Smutfest 21 by boxofbonesfic] (Devil!Bucky Barnes) **
Part 2: Conversations with The Devil ** (Devil!Bucky Barnes)
Sparkle (BestFriend Bucky) [Submission for loveletterswritingchallenge by pellucid-constillations]
Tattooed On Your Palms Is My Love (Modern AU) **
Hide Your Lies (SoftDark!Mafia!Stucky AU) [submission for boxofbonesfic 's #Beastyoumadeofme22] **
If Only I Could Get To You First (Modern!Bucky Fake Dating AU)
Between Your Hands I Find Peace (FATWS!Bucky) [frostironfudge's funfair - mini movie theatre]
I'll Be Your Hideaway (Modern!AU) [frostironfudge's funfair - house of song - seven by taylor swift]
We Go A Lot Of Time [frostironfudge's funfair - house of song - Need To Know by Doja Cat] **
The Comfort You Bring - [frostironfudge's funfair - mini movie theatre] **
I Want You To Know [frostironfudge's funfair - house of song - Love You Like A Love Song - Selena Gomez]
My Angel (DBF! Bucky Barnes) **
I Really, Really Want To Kiss You - Personal Trainer!Bucky Barnes
107 - TFATWS!Bucky x Motocross!Reader (requested)
Keep Your Eyes On Me - Archeologist Bucky
Keep My Secret - Stucky x Reader (Dark Fic)
Baby, Keep Those Off (requested)
I'd Choose You (requested)
Devour **
Multi-Part Fics:
Stencils, Bouquets & Icing
An AU where Bucky is a tattoo artist and Steve is a florist, both find love much closer than they anticipated. Steve in Bucky's tattoo artist apprentice nicknamed Petal and Bucky in the baker opposite to his shop nicknamed Cupcake.
Pairing: Steve x Fem!Reader
Masterlist
Labyrinth (ongoing)
labyrinth (noun), a complicated set of paths and passages, through which it is difficult to find your way. 
Bucky and You would do anything for Steve and Wanda, your respective best friends. In an attempt to avoid a tradition Steve and Wanda come up with a lie involving their best friends.  A lie, that involves building a labyrinth. Bucky and You begin to build but will you two find your way out or be caught in it?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader, (Modern AU)
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This Feeling I've Got (ongoing, sporadic updates)
A multi part series of one shots that can be read together or stand alone in their own sweet right. based in a non canon compliant FATWS AU. (angst mild, fluff, smut)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Fem Reader
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Silhouettes In The Spotlight (ongoing)
Bucky Barnes has worked immensely hard to have a filmography expanding across genres and garnering accolades from critics, peers and fans. Y/N Y/L/N, with her debut novel (fan-fiction turned New York Times Bestseller) has two other best sellers under her belt. Next is her highly anticipated fourth book lined up for release.
SHEILD Productions has acquired the film rights to her debut novel and they want Bucky Barnes to play the lead (aka himself) by any means necessary.
This story is about angst, lust, heartbreak, and love. After all fairytales only exist in books and movies right?
Pairing: Actor!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
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I Think I Met You In My Dreams Once (completed)
After receiving an honourable discharge from his military service that was caused by the loss of his arm, James Barnes begins to come to terms with several things. He also finds solace in youtube videos, memes and social media, where he happens to find you. (angst, fluff, smut) (Modern!AU)
Pairing: Ex Military!Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Fem Reader
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It Comes Back To Me (completed)
Can Bucky have you come back to him after he pushed you too far?
Pairing: Lawyer!Bucky Barnes x Reader
Part I // Part II
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I was already scared about the next Captain America movie, but now realizing that Sam hasn't even been mentioned in like 4 years when HE IS CAPTAIN AMERICA,, now I'm terrified. I don't want them to destroy another of my favorite characters, we suffered enough with Loki Wanda and Stephen's bastardization. Sam is such a good man and deserves so much more
also kinda out of topic, did they seriously made Carter say that shit about little girls in Russia?? When Natasha exists???? It's way too specific, like a jab at Natasha for ??? some fucking reason I guess
I hate to be the bearer of bad news but unfortunately, yes, they said this in the episode:
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Why? No fucking reason, that's why.
She has no story and no arc of her own, so the writers need to claim everybody loves her and admires her in order to convince the audience to fall for her. You know, like Sylvie in the Loki series. These writers don't care about these women, they do the bare minimum and then count on the fans to shout "misogyny!" at those of us who complain about their terrible work with them.
It's a vicious cycle but some fans think kissing the ass of every female character = feminism, when in truth what they're doing is kissing the ass of the same writers who can't be arsed to write those women well. They're not kissing the ass of a fictional woman who doesn't exist, they're looking at those writers and telling them "you don't care about female characters and we love you for it" and calling that feminism. It's bonkers.
Other female characters in Marvel deserve this much attention if not more. Why not give it to them? Hell, I'm pretty sure we would all love to see Layla again, for instance. What about Sharon? Or Maria Hill. I wouldn't mind a What If with Carol or Valkyrie or more Wanda...
I'm definitely worried about Sam too, especially when it's Spellman (same guy as TFATWS) the one writing him. He was never given too much focus but at least the movies gave us enough that we could see he's a good man. The problem is I don't know if we're going to get something akin to TWS (so, the focus on Sam and some supporting characters showing up occasionally) or another CW (a team-up movie where the title character is sidelined.).
Sam was given the shield in 2019. It's 2024 already. And no cameos, no mention of him, nothing. When Steve was part of the franchise non-stop for a decade.
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sinner-as-saint · 1 month
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alright it’s time for my two sense yeehaw 🤠
i agree with the previous anons about the fanfics revolving around bucky and i just had something to add. i think we’ve gotten to a point to where we realize our character has not been done a lot of justice. while i loved TFATWS, buckys arc has never been the same without steve unfortunately. hell, most of steve’s arc was wanting his best friend back and then he just LEFT. and most of buckys arc was him being a brainwashed assassin trying to figure out the world with his best friend since the 40s and marvel SEVERELY ripped that away from us. i loved buckys therapy arc, him trying to adjust to this bright new colorful world, but his character development is no where near what it really, truly should have been. i think we all as a fandom are coming to terms with the fact that the old bucky we all fell in love with is gone. and we’re also coming to the fact that marvel is just not the great big powerhouse it was in the late 2000s to 2010s. bucky has been (at least for most of us) a staple since at least 2014, and a decade later it’s hard feeling that love slowly slip away. we all (readers and authors alike) are trying to grip onto that love. because at the end of the day, when we were laying down in bed or sitting down somewhere or trying to pass time or even escape the real world for a couple minutes, the BB fandom was THERE with the fan fictions. there were hundreds being posted A DAY. the fandom was HUGE. we were on trending almost everyday for months to almost a year. on ao3 the bucky barnes tag was on the top100 list for like four or five years in a row. and seeing that slowly dwindle away is aching. and even now in current media, it’s so hard to find another character to fill that void.
i don’t know. it’s such a weird place and i’m with san on the fact that the fandom is slowly slipping away from me and it’s so sad seeing as though its been such a staple in my life.
Oh Terra, now i'm really sad
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angelbabyyy99 · 27 days
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Never let You Go | Bucky Barnes x curvy!reader
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Summary -> The one thing that your best friend Sam told Bucky was to stay away from you.
Side note -> THIS IS MY THIRD TIME rewriting this🤣❤️. Lemme tell ya, writer's block is such a dick. I’m so serious. The moment I think I got something good, I never continue writing it. I hate it. So! I actually had this idea where you’re best friends with Sam and when he and Bucky return back to the States, Sam hosts a block party and when he see Bucky getting flirting with you, he specifically tells him that you’re off limits because you’re like family and he’s very protective of you after your last relationship. (This is my own idea)❤️.
Warnings -> minor parent death. Strangers -> Lovers, kissing, flirting (it’s been a while for baby boy, bear with me). Cute dates, stargazing, mention therapy talks. Bucky being the sweetest. And whatever else I forgot to mention🩷.
Word count -> 4,412. (I dunno either).
Enjoy cutes🤓❤️
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You were excited. Your best friend Sam was coming back home from his mission. When he called you telling you that he was coming back, you couldn’t help but to feel giddy inside. It has been a long time since you saw him. Ever since your dad passed, Sam had really filled in that fatherly role. Sarah was kind of like the sister you wished you had and Sam before taking the fatherly role was like the older brother you wished for. Your family wasn’t bad per se. It’s just that they had a hard time adjusting to certain things.
For example; your mom never liked Sam and Sarah’s family boat because she gets seasick or however she told you. Your sister, Ollie, just didn’t like it. She is very picky. She was also four years older than you. And don’t tell her, but she also very much likes to steal your boyfriend’s. That’s why relationships weren’t always your strongest suit because of her.
The slight Louisiana breeze blew through your dress and heard a familiar voice fill up your ears. “I think the wind doesn’t want you to flash everyone, love.” You spun to see Sam standing in front of you. You laughed and squinted towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck as he picked up from the ground. Sam put you down on your feet and kissed your head.
“Hey, kiddo. You doing alright?”
You nod at his question with a small smile. “Yeah, I’m good. Just missed you. Even though your nephews were tackling me to the ground because we were football earlier.” You joked, causing Sam to laugh at your dramatic face.
The both of you became serious for a minute. “I heard something about this new wannabe Captain America, but I hope you know that nobody could replace Steve, right? He was a good man, Sam.” You whisper as he nodded slowly, taking a shaky inhale in.
“I know.. It’s just hard for me…” You nodded back and pulled him into a hug. He broke the hug, tugging you in his side with an arm around your shoulder as the both of you walk to see Tommy and Carlos unloading the truck.
“Tommy, Carlos, man, this is amazing.” Sam said in awe as you smiled at them.
“Thanks so much, Tom and Car. It really means a lot to us.” You chipped in, giving them huge hugs.
“Word goes out the Wilson Family needs help? We still got a bit of usefulness in us.”
“How do we get off the truck?” Sam asked just as you looked up to see a guy in a leather jacket lift off the truck as if it was nothing, placing it on the ground.
You were met with the prettiest blue eyes you’ve ever seen. The man didn’t see you standing there, but you most definitely saw him. Short hair, light scruffy beard, dark jeans and a black and gold metal arm. He was gorgeous.
“You’re welcome.” The man said and Sam started walking over to him as you stood there with Carlos and Tommy. The guy pulled some type of box on top of the truck. “Just dropping this off. You can sign for it and I’ll go. I called in a favor from the Wakandanas.”
The sound of a hissing noise caught your attention immediately and gasped. “Sam!” You called out. He cursed under his breath as he stepped over the metal to fix it. Blue eyes followed, but stopped for a second. “Hi.” He said to you, “Hi.” You replied back shyly and he went off to help Sam.
You liked the sound of his calm voice as he told Sam what to do and magically, the hissing stopped. You and Sarah glanced at each other with impressed looks. But Sarah saw you smiling slightly at him and nudged you softly, causing you to look at her.
“You like him.” She stated. Your face turned red. “I barely know him, Sar.” You answer as you see them talking. She just shrugged. “So? I know you too well for that look and you like him. It was the same look you gave Bradley.”
You sighed softly at his name. Bradley Garcia. Your first love. Your kiss. The person who took virginity. It wasn’t that Bradley wasn’t a bad man, but he broke up with you because he wasn’t ready for a relationship and you understood that. So you guys’ parted and of course you were heartbroken, because who can get over their first loves? Especially after their first love who took their virginity? And then he went off with your sister.
You shook your head at Sarah with a soft smile as she walked over to the boat to check it and you helped her.
“You want help?” The man asked Sam and he nodded with a reply, walking away but blue eyes stayed behind, now looking at you. “I’m Bucky.” He introduced himself to you. You gave him a smile. “Ah, y/n.” He repeated your name while Sam looked back at him with an eye roll once Bucky followed him, but not without catching one more glimpse at you. Before turning around. You swore you saw a smile on his face.
Sarah bumped your hip with hers. “Told you. He clearly seems interested. And you’re gorgeous. Flawless really. You got the curves, the body, the sweetest personality and pretty cool fucking hair. Now c’mon, help me finish this and you could go talk to him.” You blushed feverishly and nodded.
Gosh, this was gonna be a long day.
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After a few hours of helping Sarah out with the kids and making sure that boat was ready and clean. You saw Bucky staring out in the distance as he skillfully flipped a knife in his metal hand. You can’t deny it. He was beautiful. You wanted to get to know him. So as you exhaled shakily, smoothing down your dress and crossed your denim jacket with your arms crossed under your breasts. You walked over heading down the stairs, which made his head snap over to you and a small smile plastered on his pretty face.
“Hi, y/n.” He said softly, almost shyly. You chuckled under your breath, leaning against the boat. “Hi, pretty boy. You doing alright? You seem distracted.”
He shrugged slightly, staring into the distance once more. “Penny for your thoughts? I’ve been told I am a very good listener.” You tease, causing him to chuckle softly and catch a glance at you.
“I don’t want to bother you with my fucked up life, doll.” You shrug, shaking your head at him. “You’re not. But if you don’t want to talk about it, I’ll understand too.”
Bucky sighs softly and licks his lips before starting. “I..it’s just I don't know how Sam could give up Steve’s shield. And I don’t know how Steve could just..leave. He was the only family I had left..”
You only knew the story because Sam told you. after Thanos. How they beat him, how Iron Man died in battle and how Steve went back to his time to be the infamous Peggy Carter. You couldn’t imagine the pain that he was feeling seeing his only family leave. You know that feeling a little too much than you realize.
“Maybe Sam thought he was doing the right thing. That..That shield carries a lot of memories and he had to let go, be his own person. Sure, he lost his wingman and that hurts like hell, but sometimes you gotta let go and keep moving forward.” You explained to him and you saw that he was taking your advice seriously.
“How do I do that?” He soon asked you while turning his body to you, giving you his full attention. You smiled immediately, moving in front of him.
“Do you trust me?” You whispered and he laughed softly. “I just met you, but I guess, yeah.” You offered him your hand and he hesitated a little.
“It’s okay. You’re safe with me.” You tell him gently, making him look up and nod slowly, grabbing your hand. You smiled at him softly, pulling him along with you.
Bucky follows behind in silence as the both of you walk to the docks. The sun was starting to set and there was nothing like a stunning view of Louisiana sunsets.
“Have you seen sunsets before?” You ask him as you laced your fingers through his metal ones and he glances down for a second before clearing his throat, ignoring the shiver that went down his spine. It has been a long time since Bucky felt this way about a woman. The world has definitely changed since he was finally able to see the daylight again.
Now that he finally found his voice and was in control of his own mind again, he allows himself to loosen his stiff muscles just like his therapist said.
Surround yourself with good people. Let your emotions flow. Find the person you once were before the Super Soldier serum.
It was difficult for Bucky to find his old self again. After many traumatic moments with Hydra, he didn’t want to go back to his old self. Maybe explore this era? Maybe finally gets his own happy ending? But who would a former ex-soldier murder as theirs? Probably nobody. But that’s where you come in.
You were the prettiest dime Bucky has seen in a long time. Soft curves. The most beautiful smile he’s ever seen. Golden skin, soft freckles covering the bridge of your nose and underneath your eyes. Cute cupid bow lips that for some apparent reason, wanted to feel against his. Your hair was colored. It was a dark plum burgundy ish color with hints of many different colors that he’s never seen before. It suited you well. Your round glasses also framed your face perfectly. You were really fucking pretty.
“You’re pretty.” Bucky blurts out while his face turns beet red. You bite your lip to shuffle your giggle. “Thank you. You’re uh, pretty too.”
He also likes the sound of your giggle. It was the cutest thing he’s ever heard.
Bucky’s eyes drifted down your chest and god, he felt like a teenager again on date with a girl. The dress looked so good on you. It rose up every now and again when you shifted to make yourself comfortable. His eyes caught a piece of jewelry on your ankle and wrist. They were butterflies. The one on your wrist had a ring attached to it and the one on your ankle was a 2 piece.
Jesus. You really did look good.
“Done staring at me, pretty boy?” He heard you question as you turned your head lazily, placing it on top of your knees. Bucky was speechless. He was caught red handed.
“I..” He stuttered, trying to gather his thoughts one by one in his mind. You gave him a soft smirk. “I’m kidding. Please do continue. I like the attention.” You teased him, which caused Bucky to let out a huff laugh.
“I’m sorry, doll. You’re just.. Really fucking gorgeous.” He whispers as his voice drops into a huskier tone. You hum softly and did something very unexpected that shocked him. You threw a leg over his thighs, keeping your hands to yourself. “This okay?”
His heart melts as you check in with him. He nodded slowly. But that wasn’t enough for you. “Words, pretty boy.”
“Y..Yes. It’s okay, sugar.”
You then crossed your arms over your chest, looking dead set in his steel blues.
“Listen to me Bucky, I may have just met you, but from what I’ve heard ‘bout you, remember that’s not you anymore. You didn’t have control over your own body or anything for that matter. But what I do know from what Steve told me. Yes I met him, you are sweet, charming, generous and a gentleman. Yeah it’ll take time to get there back to yourself again, but always, always remember that you have people around you who want to help you through this process. Sam included. Even though he doesn’t seem like it. He has your back just like Steve had yours.”
Bucky tries not to let your words get to him, but they did. Why couldn’t you be his therapist? Dr Raynor was tough on him. Maybe that’s what he needs though. A little bit of both maybe? Tough love and someone who can see through him. His therapist did both anyway. She knew when he was lying, bored or just plain sad. But you. With you, it was refreshing. Like he could breathe again.
“Can you be my therapist now, please?” He asked with a hint of tenderness in his voice as they both chuckled softly. And his eyes flutter as your lips touch his head.
Bucky leaned back on his hands looking at you with such fondness in his steel blues. He has never been treated with such sweetness and kindness ever since he got his memory back.
Still everywhere he went people still looked at him as if he was that… but he wasn’t anymore. He was himself, just now, he was closed off. Distant. A trauma victim..? He thinks that’s what they’re called. But his actions harmed everyone.. Even Yori.
“I see the gears spinning around. Whatever you’re thinking—it is not your fault. You were used, brainwashed and held against your will, Bucky. It wasn’t you. It was their fault.”
He let the softness of your voice comfort his soul—or what was left of it.
Bucky nods slowly and sees you give him that gorgeous smile. If you were in the 40s with him? You’d be the prettiest dame he’s ever seen.
He would take you out dancing every night until he left, so he could have a memorable thing to think about and then if he didn’t fall from that train…He would take you dancing again and then probably ask you to be his girlfriend.
“You’re staring at me like that..again. What’s on your mind this time?” The gentle voice pulls him away from his head and he sits up again, placing his right hand on your hip.
“Just thinking.. If you were in my time, you'd be the most beautiful dame I’ve ever seen. Probably ask you to come dance with me and we’ve danced the night away before I had to go..” He said with a soft tone. You immediately smiled, scattering off his lap, putting your phone out from your pocket and putting on Swing the Mood by Jive Bunny.
You held out your hand with a giddy smile on your face. “Show me what you got, handsome.” Bucky bites his lip containing his smile that threatened his face as he got up, grabbing your hand in his flesh hand. “I..I’m rusty. I probably won’t remember.” He admits with a small laugh. You just smiled at him with a shrug.
“That’s okay. Just do what you do know.”
He nods and starts moving with you to the music, getting a feel for it again. Then the more the song played, he felt comfortable. You were following his lead perfectly as if you were made for this.
You and him side by side, hands enclosed doing the Charleston, laughing softly as you both did so. But then Bucky gets an idea. “Do you trust me?” You nodded. “Yes.” He nodded back and exhaled softly.
“Move back but not too much.” He instructed and you did what he asked.
He moved back slightly as well. “Now run. I promise to catch you.” He said firmly as he sensed that you were nervous. You took a deep breath out, squinting towards him and he instantly grabbed your waist pulling you over his shoulder and over his back. Then placed you in front of him as you both panting heavily.
“Bucky!!” You squealed softly, throwing your arms around his neck while he let out a laugh, wrapping his arms around your lower back, spinning you around gently.
The both of you part away from each other with hazy dopey smiles on your faces. “That was AMAZING.” You gushed. “Is this how you felt when you danced every night?” Bucky smiled shyly with a nod.
“Pretty much, yeah. It was the best way to feel high in a way.” He answers.
You moved to your phone, playing another song before going back to him.
“Teach me more, please?” You asked sweetly and he blushed. For some reason, he liked this one song as he spun you around. “What’s the name of this song?” He asked you as you went over his arm, hair fanning over your face. You smiled at him.
“Lovin’ On You. By Luke Combs.” You replied, following his lead.
“I like it.”
And that’s how the rest of the night goes. You and Bucky by the docks have the time of your lives. It has been such a long time since Bucky felt this good. He met you, he’s swing dancing with you as if the Bucky from the past came back to life and it was all thanks to you.
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It had been a couple of weeks since you and Bucky danced the night away before Sam came to get you, saying that we had to get some food in your stomachs. You and Bucky didn’t even notice the time. So you and him walked hand in hand, heading towards Sarah’s house, laughing along the way at stories he was telling you about Steve. Bucky has never felt so content. Such peace with such a beautiful woman. Your presence was so peaceful and kind. He wanted to keep seeing you and keep coming over to your house.
Bucky has learned a lot about you. How you are a nurse, learned about your parents, how your dad passed away. How you and your mom are close and how your sister Ollie doesn’t like you for unknown reasons. What’s not to like about you?
He could list off so many possibilities of how you are likable. You were even kind enough to let him crash on your couch. Your house was homey and welcoming. Just like you.
“Good morning, handsome.” Your angelic voice filled his ears as he looked up to see you, looking stunning as ever.
Today you wore a red dress with butterflies, glasses and your hair was down again but it was curled. You looked like a dream. He just watched you walk over to him with a cup of coffee. The cinnamon vanilla scent hit him right off the bat, causing his lashes to flutter at the comforting smell.
“You slept okay? No nightmares?” You kept the same soft and comforting voice as you kneeled down in front of him and he turned on his side while shaking his head softly. “No nightmares.” He whispers quietly, lifting his right hand to brush the hair out of your face. You smiled at him, leaning in to peck his nose gently. Bucky’s heart swoons at the touch. He almost wanted to cry. You were so sweet and gentle towards him.
He didn’t deserve someone like you.
“I know it’s not easy to fight your demons, Bucky, but you have to try, okay? Remember that you’re NOW in control of everything again.” His breathing slowed down as he opened his eyes, looking at you.
“Are you some godsend angel or something? Are you sure you aren’t a therapist?”
You giggled softly, shaking your head. “No therapist, handsome. Just a nurse. C’mon, we’re going somewhere. Get ready.” You said with a beaming smile. Bucky shoved his face in the soft pillow with a groan. You were too chippy in the morning, but he didn’t mind it.
“Where are we going?” He asked and you just gave him a small smile.
“I’m taking you out. C’mon old man, get up. And we could do more swing dancing.” That made him laugh a little.
Ever since the night on the docks you and Bucky have been swing dancing together. Swinging the night away as the both of you called it. You kept him on toes. You kept him occupied and more importantly, you kept him feeling appreciated, cared for and respected.
When it came to physical contact, Bucky wasn’t the greatest fan. But he made an exception for you and only you. Everyone else could shove it. Bucky could feel it. He was slowly, but surely falling for you. He liked everything about you. From your stunning looks to your gorgeous smile to your fucking sweet and kind personality.
He just wonders to himself, what did he do to have such a beautiful woman like yourself take care of him and just waltz into his fucked up messy life. He doesn’t know how, but he most certainly likes it. It’s been a long time since someone cared for him. Ever since his ma, dad and sister then Steve. He felt like he had nobody left in the world. But then, there’s Sam (Steve’s other best friend), Sarah and you. Whatever he was feeling, Bucky hopes that it will last….
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“This is my favorite place to go.” You said to Bucky, looking around at the little bistro. You could definitely feel his intense stare, but you didn’t mind it. You knew you were beautiful. Hell, you stare at yourself in the mirror sometimes too.
Bucky though? Oh boy. You have downright bad for the former Soldat. He is kind, sweet, shy, rough around the edges, but you could understand that considering what he’s been through.
He gave you a small smile, reaching for your hand, entwining them with his.
“Yeah? Then I’ll keep taking you here.” He said warmly with a tender tone, making you blush at his words.
“Hoping for a second date, handsome?” You flirted as you let out a soft giggle when it was his turn to blush.
Then you realized. You just said date…
“Bucky-“, you started but he shook his head. “It’s okay… Calling it a date kind of feels nice. I..I really like you, y/n” You smiled softly, lacing your fingers with his without him flinching at the touch. “I like you too, Jamie. C’mon let’s finish up and we'll take a ride on that bike of yours.”
He chuckles as the corners of his lips curled up into a small smirk.
“You like that bike more than me, pretty angel.” He replies with a laugh as you scrunched up your nose. He thought it was the most adorable thing ever.
Bucky felt like he got lucky when he saw you. Like as if the universe was giving him a second chance at life that he was supposed to live after the War. But with everything that happened to him, he didn’t think he was worthy of loving another human. He wasn’t the same guy who entered the War with his best friend. He was a changed man. He damaged and broke goods. He didn’t think he was good enough. But you?
You brought back out the same old guy that he was before. It felt good..You weren’t scared of him. You made him feel comfortable, confident and content. You let him voice what made him uncomfortable or what he didn’t or did like. Bucky finally had control of his own mind and voice. You were just a part of it.
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“Thank you for a wonderful night, Bucky.” You say to him with a smile on your face and he mirrored it. He walks you to your door, putting his hands in his pockets. “You’re welcome, honey. I should be thanking you. I haven’t had this much fun since the 40s.” He admits shyly and you just lean in close to him, lifting yourself up on your toes to press your lips on his cheek with your hand on his chest. His eyes fluttered as you moved away.
“We can do it again, if you want. We could find a place that does swing dancing and we can go.”
He swore his heart was beating so fast once you said that.
“Really? T..That would be amazing, sweetheart.” He breathes and places his right hand on your hip to tug you closer.
“I thought so,” you answered with a giggle as he nudged the tip of his nose with yours. “We’d have a blast, Jamie.”
He loved when you said his name.
He smiled at you and asked, “can I kiss you?” You smirked softly. “I’d be offended, if you didn’t.” He laughed lightly, leaning in to press his soft chapped lips against yours.
The kiss was gentle, slow, tender. You both felt like you just got out of a movie.
You broke the kiss while pressing your head to his head with your eyes still closed. You lift your eyelids to see that Bucky is already looking at you with such fondness in his eyes.
“Goodnight, Jamie.” You whispered softly, pulling away from him with a smile. He brought your hand to his lips and kissed the back of your knuckles, letting your hand from his. Walking down the stairs not moving his eyes from you.
“Goodnight, sweetheart.” He whispered back, watching a blush appear on your face as you walked into your house. Bucky turned around, heading towards his bike with a giddy smile on his face.
Will he finally get his happy ending after all?
All he knows now is that, he’s never letting you go.
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HERE WE GO, CUTES😭❤️. I pushed myself to finish this. But please be kind, because this is my first time writing for Bucky🥹🩷. And I just hope I did him justice.
I barely added Sam because the reader is a grown woman who can make her choices, so he’s not SUPER protective, but he is to a certain extent.
But what do you think will happen next👀? If there is a part two? Let’s see how this one does first, shall we😅🤍?
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rngaredead · 9 months
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did you ever use/post on other fan fiction websites before ao3? what was your experience as an author or reader?
Hi Anonymous! Thank you for your questions.
Back around 2008ish, I was super into the TV show Bones and wrote a few fics for some fan webpage that had a forum where you could post fics. (It wasn’t LiveJournal, but something similar.) There was a way to see how many people read your stories and people could leave comments. My stories were definitely not popular and hardly anyone left a comment.
I got busy with journalism school and stopped writing fic until a few years later when I was into Glee and wrote some Klaine fic. I posted those first on FF and a Klaine-specific fic site. An IRL friend told me about AO3 at that time and I put my stories up on there.
My stuff wasn’t super well-read, but there were some serial commenters and it felt nice that people cared about what I was writing. A few people left mean comments, though, or ones telling me to hurry up with posting chapters. I stopped enjoying Glee the show and was discouraged by the comments, so I stopped writing fic altogether and tried to focus on my IRL book.
Cut to when Marvel started having TV shows. I got back in the fic game with TFATWS and Loki. Again, my stuff wasn’t well-read at all, but I was just having fun. I hadn’t worked on my book in ages at that point bc of depression, so it was nice getting back into trying to write something that wasn’t for work.
And then I got into Ted Lasso during the pandemic. I watch stuff on repeat a lot, but once I latched onto Trent Crimm and what I thought was his crush on Ted, I only read a couple fics before I started writing for them.
I can’t read fics for a pair I’m actively writing, so I literally had only read andaskwhynot’s Bake-Off fic and also “A Kind of Dwell and Welcome” (because that was *the fic* to read for Ted/Trent) and then I stopped reading to try and write.
I didn’t know anyone in this fandom. I wasn’t on Tumblr or Twitter. The first thing I wrote was my “What Happens After” series. I don’t have their voices down yet and I’ve repurposed ideas/moments from that in later stories. It wasn’t well-read and a few people commented on it. But *those people* were kind. And encouraging. And I wrote another story. And then another.
When I realized my Bike story was going to be (at the time) the longest Ted/Trent fic, I messaged Leupagus on Twitter to *apologize*. Because I was a no one and wrote a long-ass fic that wasn’t well-read.
But it had a lot of comments.
These kind folks had given me a chance even though they didn’t know me. So I wrote some more because people were kind and encouraging.
“Fathers and Sons and Boyfriends (Oh My)” was my moment. I don’t have as many hits or kudos or bookmarks as a lot of “popular” Ted/Trent fics, but people were commenting on it. (I didn’t realize it was the only fake dating fic for the pairing. I’m unsure if that’s still true. It was my first attempt at writing that trope.)
At that point I joined Tumblr and Twitter, mostly to say Thank You and attempt to interact with these people who kept sharing their kindness with me.
This is a long winded way of me saying that my experience as an author has been a long journey. I had little readership and no support for a very long time. But I kept at it because there were stories I wanted to read, so I had to write them. I’ve become a better writer in the process (I’m still not great, but I’m better!), and have been lucky enough to have been accepted by the Ted/Trent fandom unlike any pairing I’ve written for before.
I wouldn’t be an active writer in the fandom, though, without the readers. I would have given up a while ago. So, Thank You for not only giving me a chance, but supporting me in a way that has given me the courage to keep trying and keep writing.
Your comments have done that. You have lifted me up. You are why I kept writing Ted/Trent fic for as long as I have.
And I know I am but a blip in this fandom. And there are much better writers than I with far more popular fics. (I only have 1 fic in the top 80 fics, kudos-wise. One. Of my 10 Ted/Trent fics. But I do have 4 in the top 13, comments-wise. Because you folks are amazing and so generous.) I am beyond humbled by the kindness you have shared with me about my stories. ❤️
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blacclotusss · 5 months
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Author Question Tag
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Thanks for the tag @sygoflyy 😘🖤
1. How many works do you have on Ao3?
I currently have eleven works up!
2. What's your total Ao3 word count?
68,809
3. What fandoms do you write for?
I mostly write for Interview with the Vampire. I have a work under TFATWS, Chevalier (2022), and Mayfair Witches, but they tie in with IWTV.
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
In Fashion: Louis de Pointe du Lac
Man of My Adoration
The Maternity Monologue
Love to Love You Baby
Is This What You Want?
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Of course! I think I've responded to every comment I've gotten and it's because it's so funny that people are reading my little fics. Brings a smile to my face every time!
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Even though it's not finished, the lastest chapter Man of My Adoration is very angsty and it's a cliffhanger.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
I write fluff so most of my fics have happy endings!
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Not really. I write rare pairs so a lot of people aren't reading them in the first place.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I write gay smut sprinkled in with a hint of blood play *giggles*
10. Do you write crossovers? If so, what's the craziest one you've written?
I've written a few crossovers. It's not crazy but I wrote a Sam Wilson x Louis de Pointe du Lac crossover simply because they're from the same state and I think they look good together.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I know of. I hope not!
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Not at all!
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Yes, but it's anonymous *blushes*
14. What's your all time favorite ship?
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The reason I even read fan fiction in the first place!
15. What's a WIP that you want to finish but you doubt you ever will?
I only have two WIPs, but I definitely think I'll end them; already have the endings in my head.
16. What are your writing strengths?
I think world building is one of my strong suits, mainly because I'm a visual person and I like reading stuff I can imagine in my head exactly how it's written.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I think I have trouble keeping the reader on their toes when reading. I feel like some of my stuff is predictable and I want to change that.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
It can be a bit difficult, especially since most languages have their own formalities and informalities, but I don't mind it at all. Adds a little something extra to the writing.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
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Specifically, the show.
20. Favorite fic you've written?
Letters to the One I Love
So bittersweet but I adore it so much!
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rosepetalslibrary · 2 years
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Navigation — Bucky Barnes Fic Rec
This is my fic rec blog! Where I reblog and organize everything I read. I mainly read Bucky Barnes, but will occasionally indulge in other fandoms such as Bridgerton or Harry Potter, etc... I also love reading books aside from fan fiction, so keep and eye out for that as well! 💚
Feel free to drop book/fic recs in my asks, as I'm always looking for new reads! 💚
This is not an +18 account but I encourage you to follow and respect the warnings laid out by all the talented writers! 🔫
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Main │ Writing Blog │ Ao3 │ Wattpad
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Status tags
#to be read │ #read │ #to be tagged │ #currently reading │ #tagged │ #work in progress │
Fic type
#drabble* │ #one shot │#two parter │ #series │ #mini series*** │ #masterlist │ #short fic*** │ #long fic****
*under 1k words (unless specified by writer)
**less than 5 parts
***under 5k words
****over 5 k words
Character tags
#tfatws!bucky │ #endgame!bucky │ #40s!bucky │ # │ # │
Character trait tags
#mean!bucky │ #dom!bucky │ #beefy!bucky │ #soft!bucky │ # │ # │ # │
Relationship tags
#roommate!bucky │ #rival!bucky │ #best friend!bucky │ #husband!bucky │ # │ # │ # │
Occupation tags
#firefighter!bucky │ #mafia!bucky │ #prince!bucky │ #biker!bucky │ #veteran!bucky │ #drummer!bucky │ #knight!bucky │ # │ # │ # │ # │
Reader tags
#princess!reader │ #wife!reader│ #baker!reader│ #40s!reader │ #agent!reader │ #psychic!reader │ # │ # │
Alternate universe
#au │ #firefighter au │ #mafia au │ #royal au │ #biker au │ # │ # │
General warnings
#fluff │ #happy ending │ # │ #hydra │ # │
+18 Warnings
#smut │ #explicit │ #orgasm denial │ #dirty talk │ #choking │ #subspace │ #fingering │ # │ # │
Kinks
#praise kink │ #degradation kink │ #praise and degradation │ #breeding kink │ #spit kink │ # │ # │
Character mentions
#sam wilson │ #carol danvers │ #steve rogers │ # │
Miscellaneous
#time travel │ #dreams │ #nightmares │ # │ # │
Writers
#@/writing-for-marvel │ #@/bonky-n-steeb│ #@/sidepartskinnyjeans �� #@/adrinktostopyourthirst │ #@/wkemeup │ #@/ │
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*This list is constantly being updated!* 💚💚
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zenaidamacrouras1 · 9 months
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I ask you 1 and 13! Have a good drive :)
Heyyyyy! Thanks for asking! 😎 (This is me in my sunglasses because it's really sunny.)
(I already answered 13 here!)
1. What led you to start writing fan fiction?
Well Ive always always done maladaptive daydreaming about blorbos, starting with My Little Ponies (the original in the 80s) and most popular over my childhood probably Chronicles of Narnia and Star Wars. I would miss my bus stop, things like that, while imagining what if Luke hadn't gotten the prosthetic arm and how that might have adapted his narrative arc.
In high school I tried to write them down, but they were deeply terrible and it ruined my beautiful daydreams to see such awful mutated versions written on paper, so I stopped. I did write poetry and have a masters in creative writing, but wrote literally one piece of fiction in college and hated it so much (it was hard to write and really bad) it turned me off fiction writing again.
Then I went deeeeep down the Stucky rabbithole after TFATWS and after a year or two of reading fanfic had some stories I wanted to tell for myself and thought I would try writing fiction again. The first time I wrote a paragraph and slammed my laptop lid down in a panic. It was hard to write and terrible and I was so embarrassed I wanted to hide it from myself.
But the stories would not leave me alone. So I kept trying to write, and reading fics I liked with the express purpose of thinking about what the writers did. I would actually cut and paste passages I admired into my draft and re-write them (for example: passages that describe a kiss really well, or some really good yearning). (I didn't publish these early fic attempts though I do think there are a few passages in my first Stucky fic Plastered that are more derivative than I would prefer, I think the plot on the whole stands on it's own and is original).
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softevnstan · 1 year
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bitch did you even watched tfatws?? since when zemo is buckys friend you stupid retard go watch the show fiest instwad of writing garbage you are a fake fan
im afraid you've never heard of fanfiction, as 'fiction' is one of the key words. or alternate universes considering 'You' doesnt exist in the MCU technically either. and if you reread, mc is actually friends with zemo, not bucky :)
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