You're Not My Bucky (Bucky x Reader)
"No no no . . ."
You were running. He's there. You know he's there! You know he's there! He just can't leave you alone, he's always spreading, like a cancer, consuming you and your life and everything you ever cared about . .
Bursting through the upper floor of the Russian Embassy . . . The man he has pinned hits the ground. Every time you show up, you have his full attention. And you wouldn't have it any other way.
"What's wrong Soldier?" You growl. "You look live you've seen a ghost."
You dodge the first knife. Your arms rise as his full weight descends upon you. Drop as he aims for your ribs. He's fast. And strong. And every time you're about to hit, he's blocking and every time you're about to hit, he's dodging. It's like knowing all the steps to a dance you've done a thousand times before. Because he's an insult.
"Give up!" Your shout snaps his concentration for one second long enough. Elbow up like a battering ram. It strikes his jaw with a crack. The twisting kick follows. BANG! As fast as he's down he's up like a yo-yo.
"You aren't the goal," he warns you. Look at how you can take all that gentleness, all that handsome charm that Bucky had, and twist it into something so warped. Something that spits in the face of everything he stood for.
"No," you say. "But I've got your attention on me now. And you better not take it off."
His laugh hits you like shards of glass. "I know you."
"And I knew you. But you're not my Bucky, you're just the thing that killed him."
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The Thing With Cats And Water
Summary: Today is a big day for the two of you, but your little brat can't be bothered with getting out of bed.
Pairing: bratty!Bucky Barnes × a bit domme!Reader
Word Count: 1.1k
Content Warnings: smutty fluff (18+), naked butt cheeks, a sprinkle of Mommy Kink, implied further smut, unconventional methods to get someone out of bed, mentions of spanking.....I think that's it.
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A/N: That's what goes down in my mind when I listen to Disney music still half-way asleep 😬
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You were awake before the alarm even went off. Today was the day. The day your parents were about to meet the man you called Bucky, but to them it would be James.
You jumped out of your shared bed in all eagerness, ready to start this day, but your other - better - half appeared rather hesitant.
You knew this kind of behaviour, because he wasn't much of a morning person at all. A gentle smile adorned your face as you slipped back under the blanket, snuggling your body close to his, shutting off the alarm that would only be to wreak havoc upon this calmness. Instead of a rather loud and rampant sound rattling both of you awake, you pressed your lips along his neck, caressing his jawline and stroking your hand across his bare belly.
"C'mon, hun, it's time to get up..." You whispered into his ear, gently peppering his earlobe with your kisses.
Bucky just reciprocated with a tired humm, stretching himself ever so slightly.
"Don't you wanna take a nice, hot shower with me, hun?"
His answer was a sleepy movement onto his belly, softly snoring into his pillow.
"Sweetpea...", your voice turned more stern "Mommy needs you to get up now."
Still no reaction.
You moved closer, your teeth carefully grazing over the soft skin of his shoulder, occasionally nibbling at it.
"Remember...you promised me yesterday that you'd get up with me and that we'd take a nice shower before my parents bust the party, hm?"
"I know....", finally some kind reaction of his, that was blatantly drowned in the pillow underneath him "Please...just a little longer..."
"Nuh-uh, sweety. We need to get ready now. We don't have time for lazy snuggles right now."
"I don't wanna get up..." Bucky groaned.
"I am aware." You returned, your hand sliding downwards for your fingers to play with the thin, soft trail of hair that led the way to the only part of his body that appeared to be awake and eager.
For a moment you pondered...you could surely get him awake with some teasing, but he didn't earn it yet.
"Be a good boy for mommy, hm..", you hummed into the crook of his neck "I promise, I'll take very good care of you in the shower."
"Can't I be a good boy staying in here?", he turned back to his side, resisting to acknowledge the start of a new day "Pretty please..."
You didn't need to see that he was pouting, you could hear it and you felt yourself growing more and more impatient over that. On any other day it might have been cute, but you knew that the both of you really had to get going.
"Boy...", you warned, your voice turning to a darker tone "You know very well what you earn yourself with this attitude."
Bucky didn't seem all too impressed with that for he just huffed in return, shrugging his shoulders and wrapping himself into the blanket even more.
You sighed deeply, that's it...you certainly were done playing nice with him. Not commenting on his behaviour any further you drew yourself back and slipped out of bed again. A displeased mewl fell from Bucky's lips at the loss of your comforting body heat. His hand tried to reach out to yours, wanting to pull you back, but, even though it was far from easy, you snapped it away, eliciting another grumpy whine.
The next target on your list was the blanket your not-so-good-boy had wrapped himself in, believing he'd be safe and secure under it, shielding himself from the sunlight. As soon as his sleep-drunk mind realized that you started to pull it from his grip he fought back, but you were faster than him and the fabric slipped through his fingers as you wrapped it up and got it far out of his reach.
"Come on, now!", you sighed, eyeing his exposed body and thinking about whether to speed this situation up with a juicy smack on his ass "I'll drag you out of there if I have to."
"Bringt it on.." Bucky threw back, turning his head towards you to be sure that you saw that shit-eating grin spread across his face.
"You bratty little thing!" You groaned under your breath, now certain to spank those cheeks until they were red and puffy as soon as your parents would leave. But for now you went for his ankles, clutching them tight and pulling him feet first from the mattress.
"Eeeh.." Bucky yelped as he got turned on his belly involuntarily and his body dragged over wrinkly sheets. Both of his hands tried to hold onto it, but it was to no use, if he'd grabbed it any tighter it would've simply shrivelled off the bed with him and so he had to let it slide.
"You had it coming, sweetpea!" With your hands still tight around his ankles you pulled him to the edge of the mattress, the bed frame moving a good part away from the wall. To make sure that Bucky wouldn't just crawl back, you latched at his neck the very second you let go of his ankles. In other circumstances it would be his sweet spot, but right now it much rather posed his weak spot and just as you had expected your little brat flinched under your firm grip around his sensitive skin.
"Ouw, please!" His voice hitched a little as you pulled him by his neck, forcing him to get off the mattress.
"You've earned that treatment all by yourself.", You remained adamant and squeezed yourself inbetween Bucky and the bed as soon as he stumbled away from it "You've made it that uncomfortable all by yourself and now up with you under the shower or I know who'll have to shampoo his hair all by himself!" With a nod towards the doorway you shooed him to better get his pretty body moving and to your delight he did, but not before he threw you the best puppy eyes you could muster.
"I'm sorry, mommy.", he mumbled, tugging astray strands of his brown hair behind his ears "I'll..make up for it."
Although you didn't allow yourself to show it, you were melting on the inside. Even though he made you lose your patience this morning you couldn't actually be angry with him, especially not if he was looking at you like this.
"Apology accepted, but be sure that we need to have a talk about this behaviour tonight."
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Sam Wilson x Reader
Summary: Now that things were back to normal, you finally had the chance to relax and meet with everyone, and you decided to bring your daughter along as well.
It was a lovely Saturday, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was perfect for a party.
Sam came up with the idea to have another get together with everyone by the boats.
This would be the first time for you to bring your newborn daughter along. And you couldn’t wait for everyone to meet her.
Of course, Sarah and the boys already met her, but not everyone else. Sam told you that Bucky might be there as well.
Once you placed your baby in the carrier, you were off.
A lot has happened in your lives, you giving birth then Carly, Sam becoming Captain America, a lot has changed and you learned a lot. You were extremely proud of your husband that’s for sure.
He placed his hand on your thigh as he drove to the party. The smile on his face was so bright. It filled your heart with warmth and made you smile as well.
Soon you were on the docks, everyone laughing, chatting having a great time. Many people wanted to take a picture with Sam so he had a small little meet and greet while you went to Sarah with your daughter.
The little bundle of joy soon became the center of attention.
Everyone was cooing at her and she just smiled and giggled. Her little giggle was possibly the cutest thing you ever heard.
Then soon Bucky arrived, with a cake. The boys immediately rushed to him.
You looked at Sarah and wiggled your eyebrows. She only rolled her eyes as she looked back at you, but she was smiling.
Everyone was having an amazing time, and you enjoyed yourself just as much. Soon your daughter got hungry so you excused yourself to feed her. You walked away from everyone, found a calm place and started to feed her, although you covered yourself with a cloth, you still didn’t want anyone to see you.
“Slow down Pumpkin.” you told her when she got a bit too quick. Her hand was holding your finger as she ate, you tested her strength by wiggling your hand.
You laughed a little when she knitted her eyebrows, she didn’t like that you were wiggling your hand.
You were so occupied with her, you didn’t even notice Sam watching you.
He went after you when Sarah told her you left to feed your little one, and what he found was perfection.
The woman he loves so much, and his daughter. Sitting as a light breeze moved her hair, she was giggling at their daughter as she was feeding.
Sam wanted to take a picture, but he also knew that he will never be able to forget this perfection in front of him.
After a few more minutes of just watching the two, he decided to head over.
You finished by then and heard someone approaching, you slightly turned your head and saw your husband. You offered him a smile before he took your daughter to burp her.
And now you had the change to ogle over your perfect husband. How could a muscular man like him be so gentle and caring with a baby amazed you. It was possibly the hottest thing you can ever think of. And so, you took a picture of the two.
It really was picture perfect.
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