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[our-destiny]

Yandere Winter Soldier x GN!Hydra!Reader <3

Trigger Warnings: Hydra employee SA's reader, murder, dehumanization, creepy staring from Winter Soldier, Winter Soldier being protective, Hydra generally being shitty, I continue to be terrible at endings - If I missed anything please tell me

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The Winter Soldier took a liking to you. He would ignore his handlers, staring at you whenever you're in his line of sight, never taking his eyes off you even while answering his handler's questions. It was unnerving, to say the least. No one knew why he liked you so much, but he didn't really do anything else apart from stare at you so they didn't bother worrying over it, just tried to keep you away from him as much as possible so the soldat wouldn't get distracted. That, however, was a mistake.

He started missing you. Missing your presence, your voice. Soon enough he started asking where you were, refusing to follow orders until he saw you. He had this weird fixation with you and Hydra couldn't do anything about it, he was their best Asset, and you were just a Hydra worker; replaceable. They humoured his desires, making sure to have you in the room with him at all times, which seemed to placate him, being able to watch you made him more... submissive, it seems. Calmer. He went back to following orders, not causing a fuss or refusing to speak. But eventually the Asset wanted more.

He stopped responding to his handlers again, just sitting there, staring at you, not moving or speaking. Up until this point you had never spoken to one another, the soldat just watching you while you squirmed under his harsh gaze, Hydra wondered what would happen if you.. called out to him. Said his name. Gave him orders.

One day the soldier was doing his usual stunt, not responding to his handler in favour of watching you breathe. A few of the officers started whispering among themselves, glancing over at your direction. A minute later the soldat's handler turned to you and spoke.

"You. Talk to it." You stood there dumbfounded. What did he mean 'talk to it'? "Come here. Stand in front of it and talk to the Asset." Hesitantly you stepped forward, his handler moving out of your way so you can stand directly in front of him. The soldat looked up at you from where he was sat, his eyes holding some sort of reverence for you, lips parted in awe. What should you say? You can't ask him how his day was or talk about the weather so what should you say? You settled on his name. Well what Hydra called him at least.

"Soldat." His eyes softened slightly, responding immediately to your word. "Ready to comply."

You glanced back at his handler, not sure if you should continue. After getting a slight nod from the officer you asked him, "Mission report?" Your voice was shaky, not used to giving orders and still not used to the way the soldat stares at you, but he responded anyway. For the first time in who knows how long the Asset complied without any fuss, detailing his mission to you. A feat no other Hydra employee could achieve recently.

Hydra quickly realized that this was the only way to keep their most prized soldier submissive. He'd only take orders if they were from you, always seeming eager to please you, saying "ready to comply" with a bit too much enthusiasm. When he came back from missions he'd relay the details to you, seeming to search your face for some sort of approval, like he wanted to know he did you proud, did what he was told to do like the soldier he is. The Asset worked harder, strived to please you, carried out your requests with fervour. You quickly got promoted to his handler. Not much changed, all you had to do was give him orders, orders which you were told to by higher officers. It kept him happy for a while, you having control over him, talking to you daily. But once again, he wanted more.

Other Hydra employees usually tried not to bother you, you were obviously precious to the soldier and crucial to getting the soldat to comply, but recently there was a new employee, a man that had not realized your importance. You could never really get comfortable working for Hydra, still talking with a quiet voice and trying to avoid any attention and he thought he could take advantage of that, cornering you one day in the hallway, pushing you against the wall trying to feel you up. Unfortunately for him the soldat was just returning from a mission and everyone knows the soldat immediately goes to see you after his missions. The Asset was not happy to see someone else feeling up his handler, and he was even more upset that he was making you uncomfortable, forcing you to do something you didn't want to. The Asset handled it a lot more maliciously than he usually would on missions, first focusing on getting the employee off of you, then only focusing on hurting him, nothing else but the crunch of his bones breaking beneath the soldier's metal fist, making him regret even touching you. Only when he was unrecognisable did he stop, turning to you to grab you, holding you in his lap, arms slightly shaking, growling at anyone who got too close.

After that... encounter he became more physical in a way. He didn't like it when someone got too close to you, wrapping his arms around you protectively. He got closer in general, getting closer to your face while staring at you, eyes lingering on your lips, so close you could feel his breath on your face. Sometimes he got confident, brushing his lips over your temple or cheek, as if testing the waters. Gradually, he applied more and more pressure to those half-kisses, until he was kissing you fully and often, whenever you gave him an order or he came back from a mission he'd kiss you, sometimes on the cheek, on the forehead if he was feeling particularly protective, but mostly on the lips.

It was some sort of fucked up obsession the soldat had for you, the want for you to own him and for him to own you, you're his and he's yours, no one else matters.

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[atlasscrumpit]

Yandere Steve/Bucky

(au where they won the war, Steve didn't die and Bucky didn't fall off a train, set in the 40s)

Bucky looked down at you and smiled, running his hand through your hair.

"Steve's going to love you so much, darling girl. Our perfect girl." He whispered to himself while he played with your soft hair.

"Our perfect wife." He whispered, smiling before he heard the door open.

He left your room and saw Steve coming home.

"Hey, Buck." He muttered as Bucky smiled.

"I have a very special gift for you, punk." Bucky said as Steve looked at him in confusion and slight worry.

"What's going on?" Steve asked as Bucky grabbed his hand and pulled him to where you were unconscious.

"Y/N?" He muttered, quickly rushing up to your bedside.

"Is she okay?" He asked as Bucky smiled.

"She's perfect, Steve. You always talked about how perfect she would be as a wife. Now she can be." Bucky said as Steve looked at him with confusion.

"What? What are you on about?" Steve asked as he looked back at you and felt your forehead for a temperature.

"She doesn't know what's good for her, Steve. All those dates she goes on? Those disgusting men always around her, living in a crappy apartment by herself. The war is over, Steve. Don't we deserve a good life? Don't we deserve to have her as our perfect wife?" Bucky said as Steve looked at him in shock.

"Bucky, what the hell has gotten into you?" Steve asked as Bucky grit his teeth together.

"She is staying here! I burnt down her apartment anyway!" Bucky shouted as Steve looked at him in utter disbelief.

"Bucky... What the hell?" Steve growled before they heard a noise from you.

Steve looked back to see you starting to wake up.

"Buck, out. I won't mention what you did but I'm not letting you talk to her right now." Steve scolded as Bucky took a deep breath and left without another word.

Steve looked down at you as your eyes started to flutter open.

"Easy, Y/N." Steve whispered as you began to wake up.

"Steve? What's going on?" You asked as he helped you sit up, you were still pretty groggy.

"It's okay, you're at Bucky and I's apartment. What's the last thing you remember, love?" He asked as you tried to think back.

"I went out to lunch with Bucky and then I remember not feeling well so we went back to the car and then I fell asleep." You muttered as Steve nodded.

He needed to come up with a pretty good lie.

"Well, there was a fire at your apartment, nothing survived. I think Bucky was trying to find a way to tell you but he didn't want to wake you up." He said as you looked at him in confusion.

"My home burnt down?" You muttered with sadness in your eyes.

"Yes, love. But, it's okay, this can be your home now. You can stay with Bucky and I." He said as you nodded a little.

"Bucky was acting weird when we went to lunch, is he okay?" You asked, Steve sighed but nodded his head.

"Yeah, I think he's just a bit all over the place at the moment. After he came back from fighting he was different...but I guess that's to be expected. Especially because Hydra captured him." Steve replied as you nodded.

"Yeah... You're right."

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Everything seemed suspicious about this situation, you trusted Steve and Bucky but they had been acting weirder than usual...especially Bucky.

You were making breakfast for them one morning and you felt arms wrap around your waist, you knew it was Bucky but your never been very affectionate with either of them.

"Buck?" You muttered as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

"I could get used to this." He muttered as you chuckled awkwardly.

"I just thought I would do something nice for you since you've let me stay here." You replied as he backed away a little.

"I was thinking... Why don't you live here permanently? I know you've been looking for other places but I don't think it's a good idea." He said as you looked at him in confusion.

"What do you mean?" You asked as sighed.

"Y/N, you can't live alone in an apartment you're whole life. Who's going to take care of you?" He asked, you looked at him and backed away.

"I can take care of myself, Bucky." You replied with anger evident in your voice.

"No, you can't Y/N. You need Steve and I, we will take care of you, spoil you and you can be our perfect little housewife." He said, stepping forward as you looked at him in fear.

"What the hell has gotten into you!" You shouted as he pushed you against the counter and kept a grip on your hip with one hand.

"You need me, you need us, we have to take care of you." He whispered as he leant in and forcefully kissed you.

You tried to push him away before someone grabbed him.

"Bucky, enough!" Steve yelled as Bucky backed away.

"Y/N, love. Thank you for breakfast, just go into your room while I sort this out, okay?" Steve said as you nodded and ran off obediently.

"Why does she obey you so easily!" Bucky says about to rush towards you before Steve grabbed him.

"Buck! Enough, you need to calm down. This is all too much for her, I agree that we have to take care of her but she needs time to settle in, okay?" Steve said in a stern way as Bucky sighed and nodded.

"You're right, we need to take it slow." He replied as Steve nodded and let him go.

"She'll realise she needs us soon enough."

#Mcu #Marvel #marvel cinematic universe #Bucky #Bucky x reader #Bucky Barnes x reader #Bucky Barnes #Yandere bucky #yandere bucky barnes #Yandere Steve Rogers #Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader

[barnes-n-nobles]

Green Thoughts (DARK! BUCKY)

Request: Can you make a dark! Bucky but in the 40s. After the war he meets reader and becomes obsessed with her. If you could put some housewife kink it would be great.

YES!! We love this!! Something’s might be off relating to the 1940s but we’re gonna pretend that it functioned and existed in that time lol

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Warnings: noncon smut, mentally unstable Bucky, possessive, toxic, obsessive behavior, stalker, incredibly jealous, semi public sex, knife play, a sprinkle of  Daddy/kitten dynamic

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Bucky was finally back home in Brooklyn after the war, oh how he missed seeing the morning adorn this beloved borough. Heading up to his old home he watched as everyone was rushing to get to their jobs and or schools. When he finally arrived he entered,  dropped his things and going straight to the shower. During that time he wondered what it would be like to come home to a pretty little wife, a partner to share this space with, someone to have all three meals a day with, a companion for the rest of his life. He would have fun with women here and there but he never felt the need to settle down with them. He never felt the presence of the one. 

As he tossed and turned in bed, he got irritated and decided to go down to the local laundromat since his washer was broken. At least he could try to be somewhat productive. As he gathered his things, his mind wandered to what would be his future wife. She would do this for him, she would iron his clothes, fold them nice and neat. Treat him like a king, love him unconditionally as the perfect wedding ring sat in her left hand. He promised to god how he would love her for everything and anything that she did for him. He was already falling in love with his future wife without even meeting her. Talk about down bad.

Walking in he went to the furthest washer and started shoving his clothes in, dropping the detergents inside. Bucky sat down and started to read the newspaper as the machine started, reading mindlessly before you walked in. The door bell rang, making him lower his paper, and there you were, humming and singing a song that had been stuck in your head since you heard it.

https://open.spotify.com/track/3Ne18erT7yUpOaxjnVgmty?si=6c14f891fc5f499e

“You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise

To come home to and love”

Bucky instantly recognized the song, it was called You’d be so nice to come home to by Vera Lynn.

Bucky instantly recognized you. You were the daughter of the local baker. He always had a little crush on you but he didn’t even make a move since he knew he was going into the military. But when he laid his eyes on you again, his heart fluttered, the perfect song for the perfect moment. He stood there, watching your beautiful figure pass by him with out noticing him. It was like a movie, your beauty was unlike anything he’d ever seen. You were so different, so graceful, perfect, just how he wanted. As you continued your own thing, you reached into your bag for the detergents, but upon looking further, you totally forgot to bring it. “Oh no” you muttered closing your eyes and touching your forehead. You had came all this way and now you had to go all the way back. Bucky knew that tone all too well, so he decided to approach you, “Excuse me dear I-”

“oh thank God! I thought I was doomed. Would you happen to have some extra detergent Sir?” You giggled, “I’m ashamed to say that I forgot my own back home!” You interrupted, gently placing your hand on his arm.

Bucky couldn’t help but smile and even chuckle at your silliness. You were outgoing and not very polite but at the same time you were, it was intriguing. “Actually I do, here, take the rest” he handed you the little bottle while you beamed in gratitude, “Thank you so much! You really saved me today. Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t even catch your name?” you asked pouring through the contents into your load. “James” he responded, his smile unable to subside. When you looked up at him, you started to really pay attention to his features. He seemed so familiar. He had the most beautiful eyes, a perfect face and a bright white smile, broad shoulders, his hair nice and well kept. He just exhumed confidence, which made him that much more attractive. He extended his hand out, your own mirroring his to shake it, “Y/n, a pleasure to meet you James” you added, making him smile as he brought up your hand to his lips, kissing it lightly, “Pleasures all mine, Doll” he murmured, not breaking eye contact from the moment he placed his lips on you to the moment that he straightened up.

“You can actually call me Bucky too if you’d like. My full name is James Buchanan Barnes but my close friends call me Bucky” he added, his hand still holding your own. It was rare when you felt nervous but for some reason he made you feel that way. Your eyes darted to another place, and you stepped in that direction to avoid his lingering gaze, “Bucky…hmm that sounds so familiar..wait aren’t you THE Bucky that would come into my dads bakery all the time?? Oh my gosh!!! Are you also the Bucky that fought alongside captain America?!” your tone heightening. James turned around to make sure that no one’s was nearby before answering, he didn’t want the extra attention, “Yeah I am, but if you don’t mind keeping that last part between you and me that would be amazing. As ironic as this sounds I like to be treated normally, without the fame and such” he answered, leaning against a folding counter. The way his big arms flexed was mesmerizing, you wondered how they would feel around you. Gosh snap out of it! This was not the time nor place. Not to mention it was incredibly inappropriate on your part.

He noticed that your eyes lingered over his arms, making him flex them a bit. God you really had no shame. “Dont worry your secret is safe with me but it’s so good to see you again Buck”  You added giving him a nice big hug, but after you did it, your smile started to fade as you remembered why you couldn’t even dream to be this close to him.

Bucky noticed your change in body language, taking into account that your smile was no longer adorning your face, “Are you alright? Kinda lookin’ a little green around the gills there, Doll” he asked in confusion. “Yeah I’m totally fine, don’t worry” you replied placing your hand on his arm again, dragging it down quickly before you went to check on your clothes again. You had always been a touchy person so you didn’t even notice you were doing it but Bucky did. He was yearning for you to touch him again.

When he followed you, he noticed that you had a ring on. He froze, he didn’t want to be rude but it couldn’t hurt to ask, “That’s a nice ring…are you married?” He asked eyeing the ring with a hint of disgust. You weakly smiled looking at it, inspecting it before you spoke, you too looking at it with annoyance, “Not yet. It’s just a promise ring”

“Just a promise ring? Most ladies would be ecstatic about that” he assumed

You hummed, turning it around hiding the gem so it just looked like a plain silver ring, “My parents want me to marry him but he’s too…I’m sorry I shouldn’t even be venting about this to a total stranger” you sighed.

Bucky was desperate to hear more. He wanted to know what was wrong so that he could be there for you, comfort you, support you. He would settle for a friendship.

“Im not a stranger, remember? And besides It’s good to vent. I wouldn’t be able to tell anyone even if I wanted to, I have no true friends here. Your secrets are safe with me too” he winked making you giggle nervously.

“I appreciate it, but I really shouldn’t. He is to be my husband soon so there’s no point in complaining about it. It is what it is” you replied.

Bucky felt bold. Maybe it was his desperation and anger but he got closer to you nonetheless. Your feet stepped back until your waist hit a counter, “why don’t we get a cup of coffee together…it’ll help you feel more comfortable” his voice was low, soft, and so deep. He caged you in with his arms, his warm breath fanning over your face. He smelled so good, his cologne was sure to stay with you for the rest of the day. “J-James I-” you Stammered, but before you could say anything else he stepped away from you, his warmth no longer close to you. Why did you miss it already?

“Dont be nervous y/n, I won’t bite. We’re old friends, right? I got some things of my own that I would like to share with you so why don’t we go to the coffee shop that’s down the street.” He suggested with a smile.

“I don’t want to sound rude but….if anyone sees me with you, I could be in big trouble. I’m technically already promis-”

“But you’re not married” he cut you off, sounding a little irritated. He cleared his throat before continuing.

“This, my dear, is JUST a promise ring” he whispered taking your hand in his, slowly twisting the ring, “a promise that is only 50% likely to happen. You already don’t want to be with him, so…” he continued holding the ring and sliding it off your finger. You quickly retracted your hand, “Shush don’t say that! This isn’t right James, how would you feel if I was your wife and some other guy was trying to do the same thing you’re doing now” you exclaimed, poking his chest as the last 5 words escaped your lips.

He quickly turned you around, pressing his body against your back, his arms wrapping around your waist, forcing a chill down your back. His lips ghosted over your ear, his delightful scent embracing you again, “for one I wouldn’t give you a silly little promise ring, I would marry you immediately. Two, I wouldn’t let you go anywhere alone, these are dangerous times, Doll. If you were mine, I’d keep you nice and hidden for only my eyes to enjoy, so don’t ever ask me a such a ridiculous question like that”. Every single word went straight down to your pussy, his dominance was enticing, for a split second you wanted to risk it all for this man, but you had to remind yourself that this was wrong. Bucky was so forward, confident, attractive, and, your most favorite part, was that he exuded dominance.

Your promised man was Jarred. He was the complete opposite, he did not stir these emotions in you, he was no match for Bucky.

“Are you still with me?” He asked letting you go, “I want to hear what’s going through your head” he smirked. Fuck. Him. He is mesmerizing.

You looked down at your hand, noticing that the ring was gone, your eyes darted to the floor, scanning it quickly. Bucky raised his hand, showing you the ring, “It’s right here…but I won’t give it to you.”

You scrunched your eyebrows, “that’s enough James, I’d like my ring back”

“Go out with me first”

Your eyes widened, “are you crazy! I just told you that I’m-” Bucky cut you off by kissing you. His hand went up to your face, holding you in place as he moved his lips on yours. Your body was betraying you. Your lips melted right into his, going along with him and moving in sync. Before Bucky went any further, he broke the kiss, looking at you through half lidded eyes, “Now you HAVE to go out with me…or I’ll tell everyone what happened here” he threatened. You thought he was being funny so you chuckled, but he was dead serious.

“You’re so Crazy” you laughed but his serious manner didn’t falter, “I’ll go pick you up tomorrow night at 5pm”

“Bucky you’re insane! My parents would never let me go”

“Trust me they will. Be ready Doll, I don’t like to wait” he said before giving you a quick peck to the lips. “Oh and make sure to tell your parents about me today. It’s going to be a great help for tomorrow”

~Later that day-

When you got home from your errands you saw your family sitting on the couch looking a little out of sorts. They seemed almost sad. “Y/n, darling. Come sit, we need to talk”. Your heart started to race. Did Bucky say something already? That wasn’t right he said he wouldn’t unless you went out with him.

“What’s the matter?“ you asked nervously, crossing your arms, hiding your left hand that was missing the ring.

“We’ve got terrible news. Jarred…decided to pull out from the marriage agreement. He, um…He’s found someone else” your dad finished, looking at your mother who’s eyes were now filled with tears.

“O-oh..” you stuttered.

“But that’s no problem darling, we can find you someone else” he quickly added.

“Actually, I already knew that he was with someone else. I caught him a couple days ago” you lied, “S-so I went out to cry and stuff, and I ended up running into an old friend, do you guys remember Bucky? James Buchanan Barnes?” You asked carefully.

“James!! Of course we know him. He’s a national hero, is he back already? That’s great news, you hear that honey” your dad asked shaking your mom a bit, making her smile weakly.

“Yes, well he was actually comforting me and he’s also single so I figured we could go out and, get to know each other a little better” you suggested making your parents visibly happy.

“Of course! We need to find you a great husband and I think he would be the most divine choice” you mom added. This was way too easy, there was no way that this JUST happened out of no where. 

“I’m glad you two agree, because he will be here tomorrow at 5pm to take me out on a date” you quickly said, hoping to not arise suspicion. Your parent were already over the moon because you would be going out with a hero so they didn’t really care much. All the really cared about was that you were married and out of the house so that you could start your own family.

As the night came to an end you got into bed and started to think about Bucky. The way he embraced you, the way he kissed you. He was intoxicating. You wondered what would have happened if you allowed him to touch you further. Would he have stopped, would he have continued. The feeling started to come back, you pressed your thighs together as you thought about him, but you wanted to feel some more, so you ran your hand down, touching  yourself gently. You wondered how he would be in bed, would he be vanilla or rough. You hoped that he would be rough, feeling his strong hands grip you, his arms wrapping over your body as you moan in pleasure, “Mm Jamess” you softly groaned as you rubbed your clit faster.

You wondered if he would like the way that you moaned his name, would he moan yours too? You started to imagine his voice, telling you all the dirty things that he was going to do to you. Your imagination was going wild. But the only person who was actually going wild was Bucky, who was watching you from your window. He had just come to make sure you made it safely but then he decided to stay a little longer and just watch you from afar. Your bedroom was facing the backyard so no one was able to watch you like this but him. As soon as you started he decided to pull his dick out and join you. His thick cock was throbbing in his hands, seeing you do such a dirty thing made him want to break into your house and fuck you then and there. The more he thought about it, the more inclined he was to do it. Before he could cum, he let go of himself, grunting as his body tried to get him to release but he wouldn’t allow it. He wanted to see you, to touch you. There was no way you would say no, after all, you were so easily manipulated.

He tapped on your window slightly, at first you thought it was a bird but the tapping got more incessant. You turned your head and saw a figure in the window. You quickly got up, heading toward the window to see the person you were just fantasizing about. “Bucky?!” You whispered quickly opening the window. “What? What are you doing here?” You whispered/ yelled.

“Came to check on my Doll, may I come in?” He asked. You nodded and stepped aside to let him in. Making sure that your door was locked, you turned off your lights to fake that you were asleep. “Are you going to say hello?” He asked smiling as he stepped closer to you, but you took a step back subconsciously. “Wait! I’m kind of freaked out that you’re here right now” you exclaimed, making him roll his eyes and grab you before you could step further away from him. “Just shut up and kiss me” he whispered, pulling you more into him by your waist. You pressed your lips to him, making him moan in satisfaction, his hips jerked towards you making you feel his hardness.

Bucky wanted to deepen the kiss but you turned your face, “James, don’t get me wrong, I’m happy you’re here but can I ask you why?”.

He groaned in annoyance, “why can we talk about this later” he whispered not letting you go as he walked toward the bed, sitting down and making you go over his lap, your legs on either side of him. As he kissed your neck, you couldn’t help but moan, the strange feeling causing electrifying shocks to go through your body. “James~” you mewled as he grabbed your hair, pulling it down to have better access to your neck. “That’s right Doll, tell me who’s making you feel this good” he whispered running his hand down to your clothed clit. When he started to run you, he noticed that you were already wet, probably from the previous time that you were touching yourself. “I saw you touching yourself, my dirty little Doll. Can you tell me what you were thinking about”. His whispers were so mesmerizing, his deep low voice made you get shivers, you just wanted to hear it forever.

Your mind was debating wether or not to tell him. It was embarrassing but you also wanted to do whatever he said, “ When a Sargent speaks to you’re obligated to answer” he growled, flipping you over and slamming you down onto the mattress, “Must I teach you some manners, Doll?” he said grabbing your neck, squeezing it tightly.

“I’m-Mm- S-sorry” you choked out, making him smile before he let you go. “Answer me” he referred to his first question.

“You…I was thinking about you” you lowly confessed as you avoided his eyes. You could see his silver dog tag necklace around him, his collarbone poking out as he swallowed, his lips turning into a smirk. He was so erotic, and your body kept screaming for him. “Tell me more” he ordered, his eyes wanting to capture yours, but your submissiveness wouldn’t let you. He grabbed your cheeks and lifted your face up to him, “Look at me while I’m talking to you” he demanded, your eyes meeting his icy ones. So dominant, so masculine, so sexy. “I’m sorry Sargent Barnes” you sarcastically said but it made Buckys dick twitch in excitement. “I was just thinking about you, and how good it would feel to get intimate with you” finally answering the question that he so desperately needed.

“Really? And tell me how did you imagine me having you? Gentle, nice, soft, or rough, hard, and vile.” he cooed, slowly undressing himself. Panicking, you grabbed his hands stopping him, “wait! now?” you asked in agitation due to your parents being two doors down. He chuckled before he continued, moving onto your clothes next. “Dont worry baby, ill make you feel good” he whispered. His beautiful hands roamed over your body, slipping the shirt off, his hands going from your breast down to your side before landing at your hips where he slid your panties down. 

“I dont even know you like that Bucky, were not even dating” you added as you grabbed the blanket and covered yourself. He hung his head low, slowly shaking it from side to side. He gripped the blanket and ripped it off you, making you gasp. “But we will be tomorrow. You know you want this, and im dying to be inside you” he desperately confessed, getting in between your legs, his body pinning yours down as his lips touched yours. As he was making out with you, he kept thrusting his hips into you, his dick leaking precum, smearing it all over your clit as his tip rubbed past you over and over again. “Bucky, mmm stop” you moaned, your mind telling you no but your body reacting the complete. 

“dont ask me to stop, instead, tell me you dont want it” he groaned, slipping his dick inside your wet cunt. 

“AAH~” you moaned, but his hand flew up to your mouth, covering it to muffle your sounds. “as much as i want to hear how feral you're going with my dick inside you, you have to stay quiet babydoll. We dont want your parents to know that their good little girl has let in a complete stranger through the window and is getting pumped full of cock, now do we?” he chuckled darkly as you kept moaning into his hand. This was so wrong but it felt so good. He had such a way with words and it made your pussy yearn for him even more” 

Bucky nuzzled his face in the nape of your neck, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, you were gripping him so tight. Your legs wrapped around his wait made it easier for him to reach further inside you, biting your neck in order to suppress his moans, instead he just growled and panted against you. 

*knock knock*

Both of you froze, his hips halting his erratic movement. 

“y/n, are you okay?” your mom called out, as she tried to twist the door knob. 

“yes mother im fine! Dont open the door, im in my undergarments.” you exclaimed making Bucky smirk. He slowly stared to pump into you again, your mouth flying up tp cover your mouth. 

“okay...are you sure youre okay? I heard you yell” she pressed. 

Bucky started to fuck into you harder, “answer” he ordered, pulling your hands away, pinning them to the side of your head. 

“I-Im okay!! I tripped” you choked out, arching your back into him. 

“Okay...im going back to bed” she added before walking away. 

Bucky darkly chuckled before pinning your hands above your head, absolutely destroying your pussy now. He had to keep you quiet so he kissed you, taking and swallowing all the noise you were making. This silently pained him. He wanted to hear you loud and clear, moaning out his name as you were getting fucked by him. He could feel himself get close, but he wouldn't even think about cumming before you. “you feel so good, Doll. I cant wait to hear you scream out my name while I give you the best fucking of your life” he whispered kissing your ear. This just boosted the sensation of pleasure, making you whine in response. 

“You belong to me y/n...tell me youre mine” he ordered, hitting your g spot now, “Mmm Buckyyy...im y-yours..you own me” you obeyed. His smiled got wider, revealing his pearly whites as he kept kissing down your neck. “Thats right princess...you belong to me now” he growled, making you go over the edge. You started to shake as your orgasm spread through your body. Your back arched, and your moans started spilling out, his hand flying to your mouth to cover it. 

Hearing you all muffled with your wall clenching around him, made him spill into you. His deep grunts, ringed in your ear, he too trying to keep quiet as he coated your insides with his hot cum. He stuck to you for a minute, waiting until he was sure that every last drop was inside you. A few seconds passed and he pulled out, laying next to you. He turned and gave you a kiss, before grabbing your body and spooning it, his big arms wrapping around you like a bear. 

“Can I be honest?” he asked breaking the silence. 

“sure” 

“Im in love with you”

You froze, turning your head towards him, only able to see him through your peripheral vision, “How can you say that James, you dont even know me” 

“I do know you. Ive been knowing you, we just havent had the chance to-”

“have sex?” you interrupted, sounding a little irritated. 

“Look you're a handsome man, and I probably would have let you had sex with me if you just asked. Given the fact that I wasn't with Jarred of course” you explained. Buckys hands clenched into a fist, quickly straightening up looking at you fully. 

“Is that what you think? that im just trying to have sex with you? You can get that bullshit out of your head right now, because I want you as my wife for the rest of my life. I know how you are and Ive always loved your personality. When I saw you again, it was like god came down and pointed directly at you and said, “shes the one” I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.” he added. 

“yeah but-” he silenced you by covering your mouth with his hand, “Im not going to let you go, so just drop it” 

“do you know how insane it is to get married to someone you dont even know. Bucky we havent even been on a date how do we know were compatible” you added. Bucky was now livid, he couldnt believe how you could talk to him this way. 

“Youre such a hypocrite, you were willingly going to marry that bastard just because mommy and daddy wanted you to. Youre going to marry me and thats final. Do I have to take you away from them to do it? Because I will if I have to” he warned, his anger skyrocketing. 

Your mouth was wide open, did he really just threaten to kidnap you? There was absolutely no way. All you could do was chuckle in nervousness. 

“Youre insane” 

He quirked his head and shoulder to the side, letting out a breathy laugh, “just a little, but I did mean every word I said. Im also not fond of sharing, so dont speak to any other males unless im around. I try to not be a violent person but when I get mad, I turn into a monster. Please dont make me do something Ill regret.” he smirked giving you a quick peck to the lips before laying down again and cuddling you. 

“Yes, Sargent” you answered thinking his jealousy was cute, but you didn't even consider that he truly meant every.single.word. 

~~~Little over a month later~~~

When your parents met him, they were mesmerized. He said every single thing they wanted to hear and they ere automatically won over because he was a war hero. When he asked for you hand in marriage, your parents were surprised but ecstatic nonetheless. Their daughter would finally be on her own and living her best life as the perfect housewife. Bucky always knew that you were raised to be the best wife, your mother took care of that very early on. It made sense to choose you, you were what he’d always wanted, not to mention your beauty was  ethereal. The wedding was very simple and only close family members were invited. He dressed up in his uniform and you wore a beautiful white dress that your mom gifted you. Everything was perfect, your heart was filled with love and you thanked yourself for giving into him and giving him a chance. He had a home of his own so you moved in with him, filling each and every role that a housewife could. 

Bucky had never been happier, he loved you so much. The way you cooked for him, the way you two made love, the way you took care of everything pertaining to the house was marvelous. When he got home from work you'd be waiting for him, all dolled up and with dinner hot and ready on the table. Everything was just perfect. The only thing that haunted him was that you would leave him for another man. He was always protective over you and whenever he got jealous and you started to point it out, he would shut you up by being sexual towards you. That was your weakness, and he used that to his advantage every single time until you either dropped it or forgot about it. 

Today was going to be a busy day as you were preparing a get together to celebrate his promotion at work. The whole house was clean but you need to go to the store to get some last ingredients for his favorite dessert. Bucky told you that he didnt want you to go out alone, but you decided to break this rule just this once to do something nice for him. The store was only a short 15 minute walk from the house so you grabbed your things and left. As you got closer to the store, you kept feeling a pair of eyes following you, so you occasionally turned but there was no one there. Maybe it was just your nerves, after all you were breaking one of his rules. 

When you got inside, you started to grab your things, walking around the isles a little more, liking this freedom of not having to rush because Bucky wanted to get home. As you finished up, you got in line, waiting for your turn. The feel was back, so you turned your head around, only to be met with Jarred. You had to do a double take, you two never even got the chance to talk about anything. 

“y/n! Hello, nice to see you again” he sad softly clearing his throat as he scoped out the area, making sure he wasnt near. Your eyes widened, not sure what to say. You got mixed emotions. It was nice to see him but you felt guilty for some reason, which was bizarre since he was the one that dumped you with a note. 

“Jarred...hi” you replied, looking around yourself. You didnt want to be seen talking to him by anyone you knew. “I dont want to waste your time with small talk, but I really need to talk to you” 

“why would we need to talk? Theres nothing to talk about” you said a little too fast. 

“Its about James. He...he’s not a good person. He made me do things and..just please leave him. You dont know what he’s capable of” 

You narrowed your eyes in confusion shaking your head, “what are you talking about” 

“I dont have much time, just please...meet me at the school thats by your parents house. We can talk about everything there, let say around noon tomorrow? He’ll be at work right?”

“Jarred are you okay? Im married now, I cant be talking to you. Theres nothing that you can say that will interest me” you spat. 

“Im begging you y/n, he beat me to the ground and threatened to kill me and my entire family if I didnt leave you. Just listen to me, please. He is dangerous. Ill see you there tomorrow” he whispered walking away from you. 

The words kept replaying in your head, he threatened to kill me and my entire family if I didnt leave you.

This had to be some sick joke. There was no way that a Sargent would do that to a person. But Jarred did look pretty bruised up still, and it was super weird how fast Jarred dumped you. When you got home, you could see that his car was parked in the driveway, your heart beating faster at the thought of having to see him. 

Your hands were shaking a bit as you put the key into the lock, but the door swung open revealing your handsome husband. He smiled warmly at you, “where were you Doll, I got worried there for a second” his beautiful smile adorned his face, his white teeth shining as his eyes stared deep into your own. Oh thank god he wasnt mad. 

He stepped to the side to let you in, “im sorry honey, I went to the store to get some things that I needed. I was planning a surprise dinner for you but I had no idea you would be here now” you said, going to the kitchen and setting your bag down. 

Bucky closed the door and locked it, “yeah I got off early today, im sorry about your surprise” he muttered walking towards you. 

“Wheres my kiss” he asked impatiently, giving you a back hug. Your eyes widened, “Im sorry my love, Im just all over the place” you confessed turning around and giving him a big hug paired with a big kiss. 

He snaked his hands around you, clinging onto your waist. When you tried to turn, his arms held you in place, “Bucky I need to start making the dough for the pastries” you explained trying again to break from his arms. 

“Why dont you tell me what you were doing at the store, Doll” he asked his smile slowly fading into a scowl. 

Your eyes widened a bit, your breath catching in your throat, “w-what?” you asked confused, “how did-” 

“I asked you a question” 

“Bucky..I..I told you. To get some ingredients” you answered, cursing yourself for acting so abnormal. 

His nose flared, “What else were you doing” he muttered through gritted teeth as his jaw clenched. 

“Nothing, let me go, youre hurting me now” you said trying to push him away with your arms, causing him to hold on to you tighter. 

“were you doing something you weren't supposed to? is my wife out there being a whore?” taking your hair into his fist. 

You gasped, “Bucky please, stop” you whined, making him let you, your body crashing down onto the floor, you quickly backed up as he stepped closer to you. “You thought I wouldn't find out that you left the house with out me? Huh? Or that you were entertaining that pathetic excuse of a human Jarred. How fucking dare you disrespect me like that” he yelled grabbing you by your neck, pulling you up with ease. “all of a sudden you want to go back to him? Youre fucking delirious y/n, youre mine” he growled forcing himself on you. You tried to turn your head but he kept kissing you, “Youre a monster” you managed to blurt out, making him stop, “what?” he asked looking at you shocked. 

“Jarred told me what you did to him. You're a monster! How could yo-” before you said anything else your head was turned to its side in a millisecond. Your cheek started to burn, the heat flowing in. 

“Dont you ever take that tone with me again. Ive been nothing but good to you, provided for you, protected you” 

“protected me? Youre keeping me prisoner here, I cant go anywhere with out you and its suffocating. All you do is think the worst of me when in reality you should be thinking about yourself. Youre an insecure sick fuck” you yelled, running past him to the door. When you turned the knob and open it, he slammed it shut. He grabbed you and forced you down to your knees, “if you really think im sick then let me show you exactly how truly sick I can be” he spat taking his dick out. He pulled your hair and pushed passed your lips, guiding you with his hands. Usually you take him little by little because of how big he is but today, he was shoving his dick so far down your throat that it made you choke and gag. 

“Mhm thats right Doll, choke on my dick like the whore you are he hissed, bucking his hips towards your mouth, absolutely ruining your face. Your face makeup started to go everywhere, and your nice hair was now all over the place. “You cant escape me y/n...even if I let you run, ill always find you or you'll come right back to me like a kitten who is loyal to their master” he moaned before spilling his cum down your throat. He kept himself inside you, forcing you to swallow his seed. He laughed and pulled out, smearing his remains on your face. 

He yanked you up by the neck, ripping your cute dress to shreds. “come here kitten, Daddy needs to teach you a lesson” he commanded. In the living room there was a great big window that faced the busy street, and when you put two and two together you started to fight him, “NO! NO PLEASE” you begged, your futile attempt to stop him made him chuckle. He pressed you onto the window, taking out his switchblade and pressing it to your neck. There was a little see through veil curtain that covered the window, so no one would be able to make out that he had a knife to your neck. “everyone knows where we live and who we are Doll, and everyone will know who you belong to” he threatened before he shoved his dick inside you, holding your arms behind your back while the other hand was pressing the blade into your soft skin. With your cries, you tried to mask your moans, grunting a little harder when his dick penetrated you deeper and deeper. “It angers me to think that anyone would ever touch you the way I do, but it brings me great peace knowing that that will never happen because if I cant have you, Doll.. then no one can” he warned, snapping his hips into you the blade pressing harder against you. Your moans started to spill out, your screams and cries pushing through the window. People could clearly see what was happening but you weren't able to see who was watching. 

Many people were shocked to see such a vulgar scene but they kept it moving because it was Sargent Barnes and no one would ever think to bother Americas greatest hero. “Bucky...please, stop” you cried, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach. Your cheek was starting to hurt due to all the impact that it made onto the window. “Are you scared of me” he asked, dragging his blade from your neck down to your side. You didn't want to answer so he quickly drew his blade from your skin, lightly cutting you, making your scream/cry. “Are you scared of me, kitten?” he repeated, now dragging it down close to your clit. “Yes! YEs, I am” you cried, big tears falling from your eyes. “Good, you should be. I truly am a monster, so let this be the last time you test me. I would really hate to ruin that beautiful face of yours, but I will if I have to” he laughed dragging the knife from your clit up to your face, “Now let me hear you say it, who do you belong to” 

“I belong to you, Sargent Barnes~” 

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[yandere-kokeshi]

Yandere Bucky Barnes Headcanons

Warnings: Present bucky (2023), talks about his background/hydra, killing/hurting mention/actions, mentions about steve/sam/thanos (aka dried grape).

Author Note: Sorry if this is shorter than others, this was rushed and a midnight thought writing. Stay well!!

Bucky has been through a lot: lost himself off the train, his arm, and was brainwashed to be a killer. He lost his memories, his best friend, and his self-observantness. After he got saved from Steve, he dreamed of staying home with someone; away from the chaos, and with a partner who would love to have a peaceful morning with him.

Because of how harsh his background was, he'd fall for someone who’s very kind, patient, and never judgemental. Most likely, you'd meet him after he breaks free from Hydra; either helping him as a nurse when Steve brought him to the compound or someone he met in the city when he was bleeding badly. You’d help him keep hidden and get back on his feet while he chose to stay with you and maybe, get some help with Steve and the Avengers.

At first, he’s very distinct with you, leaving everytime you come in, and is very quiet with rare answers other than a shake of a head for a ‘no’ and a small mumble for a ‘yes’. But, once he gets closer to you, realizing you’re not gonna hurt him but rather the other way around; you both would quickly become close friends. He’d become a huge support to you, mentally and physically that is. He’ll offer to pay for the groceries every other week, clean the apartment when you're not in the mood, and remind you of important things in case you forgot. He even offers to cook dinner if you’ve had an exhausting day, including starting a shower for you.

He always mentions that he loves helping you in any way possible, just like you helped him when he was out of line and a total stranger to himself and the new society. He always promises to ‘pay you back’ no matter how much you decline that he ‘needs’ too.

After what happens with the snap and Steve; he’ll slowly become more closer with you, as he starts to learn more about him and the technology. This would also come with how he realizes he’s in love with you.

Bucky would start to know he’s in love with you by how you make him feel and how he likes to flirt with you. Sure, Barnes was a lady’s man when he was younger, but now he’s quite a coward; unsure what to do. He’ll ask Sam, but mostly leave it up to himself, not wanting to get teased or made fun of because he doesn’t know what to do. When he notices how you make him feel (aka: when he’s head over heels for you), Bucky would start to ‘court’ you: buying you flowers every time he sees you, maybe bringing your favorite meal alongside and trying to give you his jacket whenever you're cold. He gets really happy when you ask him for help, it helps boost his pride up. Slowly he would start to see, or hopefully, start to see that you would want something more than a friendship with him.

He would never kidnap you. He knows what it's like to be kept under your will so he would never drug you, take you away where you’re stuck in a house forever, feel unsafe/or scared. However, in a rare moment, if something chaotic happened (ex. such as the purge, an invasion of aliens/monsters, or people who are after you) then he would take you, but he would never put you in chains or force you to do things, he’d still allow you to go outside but. As said again, this is a very rare and unlikely situation to happen.

Though, if he does kidnap you, he’d try to reassure you into believing that he’s not what he is, and never would be. Most likely, you would be drugged in some way; only enough to make you drowsy and accidentally fall asleep on his bed/or couch.

Outside of the headcanon above: bucky guilt-trips you sometimes. He knows what he’s doing is wrong, but he can't feel at ease when you're not around/or in his sight. He would consistently bring his past into the conversations you two would have. He would only use his guilt-trip tactic if you're going somewhere ‘dangerous’, on a mission or spending too much time with somebody. At first, he’d try to talk to you without going, staying at your work to fill out paperwork or train, but the more you persist on going; he finally gives in to explaining he has to go with you. Reasoning that he’s beyond terrified of you getting hurt, he just wants to make sure you're protected at all times and that nothing bad happens to you; not that it’s wrong or anything.

As a way to get closer to you, he would use his assassin ways to stalk you, making sure you get to places safe; also using this as a way to understand what you like, dislike/or pet peeves you have of things. He would try to understand and find ways to make you like him better: cooking your favorite meals, buying you items for your hobbies, and trying to surprise you with extreme gifts.

His yandere behavior is overprotective, guilt-tripping, possessive, and (semi)worshiping. As stated above, he wants to repay you for helping him; meaning he wants to spoil you. He would buy you small meaningful gifts. If you're into art, he’d come over to give you a few canvases, paint, and some brushes that could replace your old ones. If you're into gaming, he’d slide some games he saw you took interest in, sometimes buying you hand-books that explain the game better. Hell, he’d even ask to try to play games with you.

He’s the definition of a gentleman. He always opens the doors for you, including the car doors and never lets you lift heavy things, insists on paying for everything, and always asks for permission to do things: touching you, using your bathroom, or even coming over to your house so he could, atleast, have a moment of peace.

Once he gets over his fear of rejection, he will confess to you: over a romantic dinner, and something cute but not too extreme. When you two are into a relationship, the affection you'll receive is very touch-starved. Because of the years of abuse, he's clinging onto you like a sloth and never letting go. But, that doesn’t mean he's touching you all the time; he always asks for permission first: tapping in a certain way or asking. He loves touchibg you, something he craves 24/7: holding hands, having his arm around your waist, or putting his face into your neck after an exhausting day; it’s something he loves forward too.

He spoils you like no tomorrow; buying you anything he sees that reminds him of you or something he feels like you’ll enjoy.

Most days, he’d tag along with whatever you're doing; following you around like a guard dog. If you're going to the store? He’d love to tag along, plus you get the extra help carrying the heavy things. Meeting a friend? He's right beside you, but beforehand; he's looking through their background to see if they're a threat for you or not. Going for a walk? He’d love to come with you. Having some extra protection is better.

Bucky hates conflict. He will try his best to never fight with you, trying his best to be calm in the situation if you're mad or yelling at him. Though, if it continues, he will leave the room to make sure you calm down. Though, if you do something that endangers your life, he will get irritated, slightly raising his voice until he removes himself, then come back in and apologize; possibly taking it out in a more-so-calming tone.

He would never, ever hurt your family or friends. He wouldn't want you to be upset, more or less be afraid of him. But, he will hurt/or kill someone if they get on your bad side. Whether it’s hurting, scaring, or making you uncomfortable; he would brutally kill them and cover it up. This also goes along the line of if you have horrible friends, he will tell you the red flags and tell you confidently that you need to remove yourself from them. If you don't listen, he won't force you to do anything, but he will make sure to be there for you when they do something.

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I'm so happy requests are open! Can you write a general protective headcanon for Bucky? How he acts/ what he does/ etc

This is a man who towers over you carrying the atmosphere of a beast, surely you'll have no worries when it comes to scaring off threats yet Bucky will become paranoid. It doesn't matter if it started off as some fuck boy cat calling and harassing his baby or some filth disturbing your peace, you'll watch as Bucky becomes more and more suffocating after solving the 'issue'

He's willing to be viscously violent, growl and chase away whoever bothered the two of you, this all signals the beginning of his paranoid induced possession. Bucky likes to say he's doing much better after all these years, and he is, it doesn't keep him from feeling the same adrenaline from all the past intense situations run through his veins due to feeling the person who is arguably the most important part of his life is being threatened. The vague feeling that his love is going to be taken from him is enough to restart the intensity in Bucky's bones

Guiding him back into calm is quite simple if you get to him quickly enough, taking you two back to your home hand in hand to spend the rest of the hours keeping him in surroundings that show nothing but safety for him and his baby. Otherwise Bucky will be attached to you everywhere you might have to go, sometimes trying to persuade the idea that you can just stay inside with him, staring down others he deems suspicious and texting you constantly when separated from you. It lasts around three days before you finally get it through his head neither of you are in any immediate danger, and he'll apologize for being so much to handle, please do spare Bucky a sweet kiss cause all of this was truly out of love for you.

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How would yanderes Peter Parker and Stucky(poly) react to reader’s boss yelling at them but reader is too shy and sad to do anything about it and doesn’t dare to go against her boss. And he also misbehaves with her too, reader is at a fix and doesn’t know what to do and she’s miserable and cries sometimes as well

Yandere!Stucky x Fem!Reader, Yandere!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader,

Bonus Character: Yandere!Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader (Abusive Boss HCs)

warning(s): yandere themes (but you knew that :3), mentions of verbal, physical, and slightly sexual abuse, abusive workplace, helpless reader, mentions of violence, mentions of murder, protective yanderes, asshole boss

Steve and Bucky had confessed their feelings for (Y/n), and they were pleasantly surprised when she said she felt the same way.

They supported her with everything that she wanted to do, including working a job. They had talked about it, and they only wanted her to promise to not overwork herself.

They were happy to see (Y/n) was happy that she could have a job, so they always assumed that she was happy with working and only praised her for doing such a wonderful job every day.

Sadly, that wasn’t how it was for her when she went to work. She worked from home if she could, but her boss was very stubborn so she found herself walking into the office building yet again, a slight sinking feeling in her stomach.

Her boss had a cheeky smirk on his face, giving her shoulder a good squeeze as she forced a smile on her face, wishing him a good morning. She managed to get him to eventually let her go to her desk, sighing as he followed and pestered her about her job and tasks for the day.

“Sir, I really can’t focus on my work when you’re trying to talk to me.” (Y/n) stated, resisting the strong urge to roll her eyes as she looked up at him, calmly telling him to leave her alone.

He glared at her, looking to see if her coworkers were around before he gripped her arm tightly, making her yelp as she stared up at him. “You think your ‘boyfriends’ can protect you? I don’t see them anywhere here. So fix that attitude, or I’ll do it for you.” He growled out, making (Y/n) shake as she fell silent, terrified as he let her go and walked away.

(Y/n) tried her best to return to her work, the incident still plaguing her mind even as she left to return home. Steve and Bucky always made sure to give (Y/n) a warm welcome home, with Bucky fixing all of them dinner while Steve looked for a tv show they could all binge together.

(Y/n) pushed herself to remain strong, she didn’t want to give her boss a reaction that she knew he wanted. That, and she didn’t want Steve or Bucky to get in trouble because of her. She returned home, letting herself forget about work as her boyfriends welcomed her home with warm food and her favorite show on.

This was how (Y/n) dealt with her boss’ antics as the week wore on, wondering when he would finally take the hint that she wasn’t interested in him. It wasn’t until one day that (Y/n) would find out just how far her boss was willing to go.

(Y/n) had been called into his office, begrudgingly making her way there as she wondered which lecture she’d have to listen to. She stepped into his office, shutting the door behind her before she felt someone wrap an arm around her waist and clamp a hand on her mouth. She struggled against him, not willing to let him overpower her as she tried to reach for the door, yelping when he yanked her to the floor. 

She knew that this time was different, this time, he was really going to hurt her. Her eyes widened as she quickly pressed a button hidden on the back of her necklace, alerting not only the police, but her boyfriends that she was in danger. She hoped the gift would actually work, meanwhile she tried to buy herself time by kicking at him and backing up from him. He had quite a big office, and no one was outside to overhear what was going on, so she knew she had to fight back as much as she could.

Steve and Bucky were shocked to receive an alert from (Y/n), having received her location and a message that she was in danger. They both rushed to her place of work, wondering what was going on as they pushed past the New York crowd. They didn’t waste any time as they made their way through the building, looking to see where she could be as their worry grew.

(Y/n) could hear her boyfriends reach the floor they were on, her eyes widening as she let out a scream, alerting them to where she was. Her boss glared at her, slapping her as he pinned her down on the floor, straddling her as his eyes filled with anger. 

Steve and Bucky ran to the door they heard (Y/n)’s scream come from, kicking it open as they spotted (Y/n), being pinned underneath her boss. The two super soldiers saw red, Bucky being the one to force the man off of (Y/n) while Steve swooped in to pick her up, gently reassuring her while Bucky held the man up by his throat, the cold metal making her boss cringe as he struggled.

Steve resisted the urge in joining Bucky, focused on getting their darling home. He held her bridal style to his chest, letting Bucky do what he pleased as he left the two men alone, making sure to not let (Y/n) hear the pleas and screams for mercy.

Bucky arrived home late, making sure that everything had been taken care of with the help of Tony before he cleaned himself up, going into his shared bedroom, where he spotted his two lovers asleep. He smiled gently, glad they had been there to save her as he climbed into bed, promising to himself that they would always protect (Y/n) as he felt her hold onto his arm.

Peter had always adored his beloved (Y/n), and wanted her to be as happy as she could be. When she had practically pleaded with him to let her have her own job, he couldn’t help but cave in, knowing how much she loved the job she was applying for. He celebrated when (Y/n) told him that she had been accepted, making sure to fix something extra special for dinner.

(Y/n) was over the moon to get her dream job, not knowing her excitement would soon be crushed by her boss. At first, she didn’t pay him any mind. She knew that she was the newest employee there, so she thought that maybe he was testing to see if she could handle it. She continued to hold her head high for a few months, until she realized he was serious.

(Y/n) had worked too hard to get this job, and she wasn’t going to let this asshole ruin it for her, so she gritted her teeth and continued working, making sure her lovely boyfriend wouldn’t worry about her. She pursued through the hurtful comments he would make, how uncomfortably close he’d get while she was working, and eventually it became exhausting.

She hesitantly left her boyfriend in their bed, getting ready for the day as she made sure she had everything she needed for work, leaving a note for Peter before she left. As usual, her boss picked on her, pointing out invisible flaws in her work before he told her to meet him in his office.

(Y/n) frowned, letting out a sigh as she made sure to save her essay before she stood, expecting to get a bit berated before he would leave her alone. She stepped into his office, looking up at him only to see that he was taking off his tie, her fear only worsening when he began to unbutton his shirt. She refused to watch this, running out of his office, wondering where the hell her co-workers had gone as she ran to the women’s bathroom, locking herself inside while she called Peter, shaking as she heard someone banging on the door.

Peter answered the call, smiling as he asked her what she needed, only for his smile to drop as he heard her panicked breaths, listening as she begged for him to come get her. He didn’t hesitate, getting suited up before he made his way to her place of work, not wanting to keep his darling waiting.

(Y/n) cried as she heard her boss yank and pull on the door, freezing in fear when she heard him begin to mess with his keys, knowing he’d be able to get in as she begged for Peter to get there soon. She waited with bated breath, listening as everything had gone silent, wondering how long it had been before she heard the door open. She let out a sob, too scared to see who it was as the person gently cupped her face.

She was surprised, looking up to see it was Peter, her beloved Peter. She let out a relieved sob, holding onto him as he gently rubbed her back, reassuring her that she was safe with him as he brought her home, making sure he wore his mask before swinging to their home. He made sure she would never get hurt again, his heart warming as he felt her cling onto him.

Loki was elated when he had learned that his beloved (Y/n) felt the same way for him. He promised her that he would make her happy, and when he heard her talking about getting a job, he supported her. He helped her find a job that he believed she would enjoy, making sure it wasn’t too far from their shared home. Loki had a few second doubts, wondering if he was willing to have her away from him, but he knew it was worth it when (Y/n)’s face lit up, telling him she had gotten the job as she pressed a kiss to his lips.

Ever since then, (Y/n) made sure to make her wonderful boyfriend proud, making sure she put in her all at work, but made sure she didn’t overwork herself. (Y/n) wouldn’t notice the flirtations from her boss at first, mostly just assuming he was just a friendly guy. It wasn’t until he placed a hand around her waist that she had confidently told him that she was taken, making sure she made him let go of her before she left, wanting to return to something more important.

As the days dragged on, her boss seemed to leave her alone, making snide remarks under his breath, leaving before she could make out what he had said. It didn’t bother her, mostly glad that he seemed to finally take the hint. She was working, just like she usually was, going over the presentation she had made and was making adjustments, making sure that it looked professional and the information was accurate. As (Y/n) was working, she was notified by an intern that her boss wanted to see her in his office, making her let out a gentle sigh before she thanked the intern, watching as she left to join her co-workers at the party they were throwing downstairs.

(Y/n) had opted out of the party, wanting to finish her work so she could spend time with Loki once she got home. She came to a stopping point before she made her way to the office, not worrying about what would happen since all she saw was a man with a deflated ego. (Y/n) opened the door to the office, noticing that the chair that her boss would sit in was turned around from her. She was slightly confused, stepping inside and closing the door, wondering if he knew she was there. As she walked up to the desk, she felt someone wrap their arm around her throat, making her gasp as she began to struggle, fighting and kicking with all of her strength, trying to yell curses at him as he tried to choke her out.

(Y/n) was determined to not let him overpower her, biting him as hard as she could on his arm as he let out a yell, throwing her off of him and making her crash against the wall. She felt her head pound as she became dizzy, her nose bleeding as she tried to get away from him, kicking at him when he tried to grab her ankle. The struggle was interrupted by Loki, (Y/n)’s lunch in hand since she had forgotten it at home. Everyone seemed to freeze, Loki’s eyes immediately spotting her bloody nose and the bruises forming around her throat. He then turned his attention to her boss, letting her lunch fall from his hand before he lunged at him, pinning her boss to the ground as he began to beat him.

(Y/n) would normally be freaked out, but she was so grateful that he had arrived just in time, hiding her face as he heard him curse at her boss, beating him to a pulp before she gently tugged his arm, telling him he had done enough. Loki looked down at her boss, realizing that he had passed out a while ago. He let out a sigh, standing before he turned to (Y/n), helping clean up her bloody nose before he pressed a kiss to her cheek, wiping away her tears. 

“Shh, you’re safe with me, my love. Let’s go home, we can do whatever you’d like.” Loki stated, smiling gently as he took her by the hand, letting the police take care of the man as they left, giving her hand a squeeze as he looked down at her. Perhaps now she would stay with him, after all he had warned her before that people would try to hurt her, and this had only proved his point. 

~fin~

author’s note: these boys will never let you get mistreated, you deserve so much better! don’t worry though, they’ll do anything just to keep you safe, even if that means breaking a bone or three! <33

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[yandere-wishes]

Normal People: "Why did u start writing Yandere content?"

Most Yandere Authors: "I wanted to express my dark desire for a forbidden romance through a creative medium. Forgoing social norms to create a love that is most cruel yet utterly true. To appease the lethal love that lays dormant within my bones, rattling me with its yearning for freedom. To show the world a love that is hideous, dangerous, yet wholly profuse. The sort of love only found under a moonless sky. A romance that can kill and heal with the same hand. To fashion ballads of broken hearts and damaged minds trapped in a waltz of shimmering hearts."

Me: I want to get kidnapped so I won't have any responsibilities.

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[highonmarvel]

You Can Cry

Bucky Barnes: Biker!Bucky takes a liking to a sensitive girl. 18+ only!

content warnings here!

You wipe away tears as you impatiently wait for your ride to arrive, tapping your foot and hugging yourself. You don’t know why you always get so emotional, get brought to tears so easily, and your sensitivity slightly angers you, being irritated that you still cry like a child at the most silly things.

Your date had only laughed when you stared at him blankly, asking him to explain his joke again, and the rational part of you was sure he didn’t mean any harm, the rational part of you was sure it was lighthearted—he was a nice guy—but still you felt that familiar sting in your eyes at the response.

Even when you brought the night to a close, you refused a ride home from him, denying it so harshly he was stuck at the table for a bit when you stormed out, hot tears staining your cheeks, and you didn’t see him leave—maybe he was still inside and talking up another girl who didn’t take every little thing so personally.

“You sad, pretty girl?”

You startle at the voice and snap your head up to follow the sound, leading your eyes to a tall man wearing a leather jacket, leaning against the wall of the next building over to the restaurant you had stomped out of. He cards a hand through his hair and steps forward, and instinctively you step back, feeling an air of danger about him, darker than just a mugger in the night.

You wipe away the last of your tears and sniffle softly before quickly bring your focus back to the street, mentally pleading for your driver to pull up, too scared to fish your phone back out of your bag to check how far he was, and clutching your purse tighter.

He groans, “Please, sweetheart, I’m talkin’ to you.”

“No,” you reply, quietly, not making a move to look back up at his captivating blue eyes, a slight fear that if you look back at him, you’ll never be able to look away again. Or he’ll be the last thing you see, “I’m not.”

“You sure, princess?” he takes another step toward you, and this time you can’t muster up the courage to move away, frozen still, “Looked like you were cryin’.”

You grow irritated not with him but more with yourself, for somehow having shown such weakness to a man in the shadows—but how could you have known?

“I wasn’t,” you lie, finding yourself holding back tears again, begging any higher power out of the dozens believed to help you out just this one time and have your driver pull around the corner. The streets are empty and quiet, the only two people in the world you and him, and the only noise his painstakingly slow footsteps towards you, and your rapidly beating heart, “I wasn’t,” you repeat again, predicting you would sound more confident, but your voice cracks, and you wince at the sound of his sigh in response.

“Aw, don’t cry,” you gasp as he suddenly pulls you flush against his chest, caging your body to his with his right arm pressing into your lower back and his left gently gripping your chin, forcing you to look up at him. A smile spreads across his gorgeous face as your tears well up. You want to look to the sky to stop drops from falling, but you can’t, not because of his light grip, but because of that sadistic glint in his eyes, absolutely fascinating you.

A drop spills from an eye, and he tilts his head, watching it roll down your cheek. Your eyes glisten with tears and his glisten with delight, relishing in each drop that rolls down your cheek, as you can do nothing but stare up helplessly at him, paralysed by fear.

He leans down and presses a light kiss on your cheek, one you might have found loving if given to you by someone close.

“You’re so pretty,” he remarks, bringing his other hand up to cup your face, unconcerned with keeping you near, knowing you can’t move if you tried. He rubs calloused thumbs across your cheeks, wiping the tears away as he admires your features, “So pretty, doll,” he murmurs, gaze roaming your face until they land on your terrified eyes, and he smiles again.

“What? Never learned how to take a compliment, princess?”

You blink up him, starting to tremble very slightly, your mouth slightly agape. He raises an eyebrow at you, and you manage a meek, “Thank you…”

“Bucky,” he mumbles.

“Thank you, Bucky,” you repeat, just wanting him to let you go, at this point completely disinterested with where your driver is, just him to leave you alone.

“Now, won’t you tell a nice guy like me why you’re cryin’? Did someone hurt you?”

You shake your head weakly, willing yourself to just stop fucking crying.

“Don’t lie to me,” he grips your face slightly firmer, not hard, but enough to make you understand his determination, “Did some guy make you cry, angel?” he asks, gently.

Despite your better judgement, you nod; maybe that is the best judgement, to just respond the way he wants so he might just leave you alone. No, your compliance is only seeming to spur him on, as shown by a pity frown taking shape on his face, and you can’t quite place if he’s mocking you or trying to seem more empathetic in some weird way.

“No, a sweet girl like you?” he places a kiss on your forehead, “You’re precious, angel.”

You shift uncomfortably, unable read the situation, unable to tell if he’s just fucking with you or if he feels bad. And you don’t have to, because just as he pulls away to look at you, you hear tyres against gravel, a car pulling around the corner, snapping you out of your… trance, and whipping your head to see a white corolla.

“Stay beautiful, doll,” Bucky says, and he slips into the shadows before you can grasp it. Cold air rushes against your cheeks—you hadn’t realised his hands were relatively warm—making you feel more exposed. For good measure, you quickly wipe away tears before hoping into the car with a smile to your driver.

Your date texts you the next morning, apologises for upsetting you—even though he doesn’t know how—and asks for a redo, or a second date, kinda, he puts it. With a clear mind, you do feel bad for being so dramatic and overly sensitive last night, and thinking back on it, a little rude with how short you were being with him when all he did was laugh lightly, it wasn’t malicious. He was a nice guy. You’re still shaken from the previous night, but maybe a casual date will relax you.

You agree, and he immediately responds, suggesting another restaurant for that evening.

You feel very pretty in your dress as you enter the restaurant and sit at table. You had arrived only 10 minutes late, so maybe you should just give him more time to show up. You didn’t want to order, but the waitress seemed to be getting impatient, and so you order something light and ate alone. An hour and he still wasn’t here. Your plate is cleared away, barely anything touched, and a few teardrops splashed at the edges.

You’re sniffling in the corridor of your apartment as you fumble with your keys and stumble in, trying not to completely break down as you kick off your shoes and head straight for your bedroom, thinking that you could escape some crying if you just fell asleep.

You’re sobbing quietly as you enter, pushing the door behind you, not even caring that it didn’t really close, ready to flop onto bed.

“You sad, pretty girl?”

You gasp and spin to the sound of that familiar voice, the same words being spoken in the same tone as the previous night.

Bucky pushes the door and this time it clicks shut. He looks up at you, and his blue eyes catch the moonlight in a soft yet sinister manner, causing you to stumble back. You can barely see him through the tears blurring your vision and the dark room.

“Bucky?” you whisper, unnecessarily, seeing as of fucking course it’s Bucky.

He bends his head back slightly with a smile, “I love the way you say my name, doll. Can you say it again for me?”

You take a few steps back, heart racing faster than you ever thought it could, and let out a quiet shriek as your heel hits the foot of your bed and your fall back onto it. Bucky is hovering over you in a flash, one hand propping him up and his right slipping under your dress to rub soothing circles on your thigh.

“Did he stand you up?” he leans down, lips between your ear and neck, “He doesn’t like you, princess.”

You try not to let out a sound, but you can’t stop a choked sob from escaping, and he smiles against your neck. You turn your head away, but he stays near, his voice hovering just above your ear, “He doesn’t like you, and he can’t take care of you, sweetheart, he can’t.”

Despite your efforts, another choked gasp escapes you, and you squeeze your eyes shut, hoping he’ll just go away.

“You’re shaking,” he notes, changing his circular motions from clockwise to anti, “Are you scared, doll? Am I scaring you?”

“Yes!” you gasp as he kisses your neck.

“No…” he replies against your skin, faux-disbelief coating his tone, “But I won’t hurt you, angel; he will.”

He lies down next to you and brings his left hand up to stroke your face, “It’s okay, you can cry,” he coaxes, and you do, breath escaping your lungs in short gasps as tears fall and he wipes them away, kissing your neck and still rubbing circles on your thigh, “You can cry…”

His thumb slides to your inner thigh and you squirm, but he quickly stops you by harshly gripping your thigh. Once he’s sure you won’t twist again, he runs his finger up and down your inner thigh with a sigh.

“You’ll learn to love this, doll, but for now… you can cry…” he shifts downward and pulls your dress up, “A sweet girl like you’s gotta taste sweet too.”

✪

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[graceloveswolves]

Attempting To Escape Yandere Bucky Barnes Would Include...

Honestly, he's probably one of the easier Yandere's to escape from.

You've escaped from him a few dozens of time.

But he's Bucky, a highly trained assassin, he finds you every.single.time.

The longest you've been away from him was a couple of hours.

He doesn't like fighting or any altercations, especially from a his love.

He is already pretty lenient on you to begin with, just trying to get you to like him so you feel better/safer with him.

And so he can stop worrying about the entire situation.

He doesn't try to intimidate you in any means, the last thing he wants is you to be terrified of him.

Although he doesn't let you push him around, he will put his foot down and let you know he is serious and that you will never be with anyone but him.

Most of the time he already knows when you plan on escaping.

The trick to escaping him would to be nice to him, act like you trust him and start warming up to him, then wait for him to let his guard down

The moment he lets you have the slightest bit of freedom, RUN.

He would be very hurt, but not surprised.

He'd obviously have no trouble finding you.

But when you put up a fight when he catches you is when he really struggles.

He'll let you hit, kick, punch, bite, spit on him all you want as he drags you away from public sight.

You can say the most vile things to him as he takes you back to your shared house, he will agree with you.

Will probably low key cry about it later when he's by himself.

No matter how much you act up, he won't punish you harshly.

Man-handling you and chaining you to a bedpost is as far as punishing goes with Bucky.

He will accept any apology, but to make sure to give you twice as much.

Still feeds you, and gives you anything you want aside from freedom.

Rinse. Repeat.

He keeps letting you try, hoping you'll eventually get tired and just accept your fate with him.

Let's you have your space and privacy, and lets you run your mouth as much as you want and vent your anger out.

It's pointless though, he never responds unless he has a valid answer.

But he notice that just makes you angrier so he keeps his comments to himself.

Sometimes he will chain you to the living room couch and make you watch movies with him.

Or when he knows he won't have any distractions, he will let you sit freely on the couch.

But obviously he sets some rules.

In order to stay unchained you have to be in the same room as him within his sight at all times or they go back on.

Pull down gates all over the house.

He'll lock the hallway gate at night and let you roam between your bedroom, his bedroom, and the bathroom.

But he secretly hopes one day you'll lay down in his with him.

If you want something sometimes you will.

Whatever it was, you'd have it the next morning.

He has no problem calling you out when he sees you snooping or trying to find ways to escape.

"You do know I'm not that stupid, right."

"You know I can see you from right here right?"

"Now why am I going to say no to that?"

"Give. It. Now."

"Now see that is exactly why you have to be chained."

"Nope. Chains going back on."

"Hey!"

Has alarms set everywhere.

Once Bucky accidentally set one off at night, disarming it instantly and went to bed, upset that he probably woke you.

He forgot to arm it again and you realized after he went to bed and got out that night.

He walked in your room with a plate of waffles the next morning and about passed out when he realized what he forgot to do.

In total denial at first.

Really thought he had lost you for good.

Had Steve and Sam help him look for you.

You had no idea what Steve looked like, so when he ran into you it didn't raise any alarms.

You just wanted to get as far away as fast as you could

so when this random guy offered you a ride out of town you were in his car in a heartbeat.

You didn't know where you were so you didn't even know he was driving you straight back to Bucky's.

Bucky's place looked a lot different at night in the pitch black.

The random dude offered you to stay at his house.

You rejected, wanting to keep moving until you were at least three states away.

He then pulled up into a driveway and roughly yanked you out of the car and into the house, nowhere as gentle as Bucky was with you.

Once he threw you in, you were actually relieved to see Bucky and have clarity that this stranger wasn't going to kill you.

"Oh thank god. Wait WHAT!"

The only time Bucky has ever yelled at you.

He felt really bad afterwards but didn't apologize.

Steve still never lets you live it down.

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[nicestgirlonline]

Let Me Hear You Scream

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT AHEAD! 18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI! language, threatening situations, DUB CON, horror elements

Word count: 3.8k

Summary: It’s the 90s so you actually answer the phone when you’re watching movies

a/n: Happy Halloween yall!!!! Still working on other projects but really wanted to get something out for Halloween! This was for @witchywithwhiskey’s Horror Movie Hoe-a-thon! the prompts I picked were Scream and “I’m your boyfriend now” Hope you all enjoy!!!! Thanks for reading, I’d love your feedback! Reblogs and comments are love <3

1993. A sleepy suburban town, where nothing exciting ever happens. Friday night.

Your friends were all going out to Wanda’s party, but you were stuck housesitting for your aunt. Your mom had promised you would house sit weeks ago, so you couldn’t get off the hook. It was a big empty house, more rooms than your aunt could ever need. Most were filled up with storage and dust bunnies.

You tried to make the best of the boring night-in. You rented some Meg Ryan movies with plans to completely veg out. You ordered an extra large pizza with all of your favorite toppings and raided your aunts pantry for snacks.

You glanced down at your shirt and saw red. Pizza sauce! Blooming red circle right in the center of your cream sweater. You let out a huff of frustration. Some Friday night.

You changed into comfy nightwear--a baby blue cotton gown that brushed the very top of your knees, along with a pair of fluffy bunny slippers for good measure. You settled back down in front of the TV.

RING. RING. RING.

You picked up the phone, squeezing it between your ear and shoulder as you carried your snacks over to the kitchen.

“Hello,” you used your best fake customer service voice. Your aunt had asked you to take down any messages. She must have a new boyfriend she was hoping would call. You wait for a response but all you can hear is low breaths through the receiver. “Hello?” You try again

“Is this Sidney?” The voice was weirdly distorted and hard to place. It was deep, clearly a man’s voice.

“Sorry, wrong number dude.” You hung up before he could let another word out. You set the phone down by the cradle and go back to making your snacks. You got out the big popcorn bowl.

The phone rang out again. “Hello?” You answered. You really hadn’t expected to be fielding this many phone calls.

“Hey. Did I call you earlier?” It was the same strange voice. You blew some air through your lips, how annoying.

“Sidney’s not here. Have a good night--”

“Aw man. She must have given me a fake number. I don’t mean to bother you over and over tonight.” He sighed, sounding very apologetic.

“No worries. Have a good night.”

“Wait, wait. I like the sound of your voice.”

You paused. Was it totally weird to just chat with this guy? Yeah. But what harm could it be? You felt a bit of a flutter in your stomach. You never had talked to a stranger over the phone like this. It felt clandestine! You decided to go with it.

“Better than Sidney’s?” You asked, trying to make your voice sound as flirty as possible. You heard him hum approval.

“Much better than…let’s not talk about her. What are you doing tonight?” There was something very familiar about his voice. There was a crackle and static that made it so you couldn’t quite make it out. It must be a shitty connection.

“I was having a movie night. I’m making some snacks right now.” You started to curl the phone cord around your finger.

“What are you watching, Pumpkin? Something scary?”

“No way. I hate scary movies.”

“Especially not when you’re alone right?”

“Uh - um - I’m not alone. Actually.” You lied. How did he know you were alone? Was he just guessing?

“Scary movies are always scarier when you’re all alone, in a big empty house, that’s in the middle of nowhere,” he continued.

A shiver went down your spine. That was a bit too accurate. But there's no way he could possibly know where you were. It was a phone call!

“I just don’t like them. It's either some creepy slasher stabbing some big boobed blonde through her white t-shirt or a ghost that's a metaphor for trauma. No thank you,” you sighed.

“I think you’re being a little hard on them. Maybe if you watched them with a guy to cling to you’d like them more. Do you have a boyfriend?”

There it was. Obviously the alone comment was him trying to set the mood.

“Why do you want to know? Already over Sidney?” You teased him.

“Answer the question.” He was very serious. You didn’t like the tone he had.

“Yes, I do. Are you going to hang up?” You lied again, trying to call his bluff.

“You don’t have a boyfriend. What are you wearing? Something cute and virginal? What about your underwear?” You pulled the phone away from your ear in shock. You were officially too skeeved out. This wasn’t some poor guy who got slipped a fake number. He was a weirdo!

“Ok perv, I’m over this. Bye.”

“I wouldn’t hang up Y/N.” His voice was suddenly hostile. He spat each syllable out filled with hatred. Your blood ran cold. Your heart started to race. How would he possibly know your name?

“Is this a prank? Not very funny. Is this you Tony?” Your voice shook with fear.

“Who’s Tony? That your boyfriend?” He snarled.

“This is a really bad joke. Did someone put you up to this? Scott? Knock it off now!”

“Jesus you’ve got a lot of men in your life. Are you trying to make me jealous or something? I don’t like sharing.”

“I’m serious, this is a bad joke, so just give it up already.” You cried out, you looked around, making sure you were still totally alone.

“I don’t give up so easily. Do you, Pumpkin? Do you give it up to any guy who looks in your direction? I bet you do, you slut. That's why you're talking to a guy you don’t know while you’re all alone.”

“I’m hanging up, I already told you I’m not alone. My boyfriend is here! He’s big and he plays football. S-so don’t call back ok?” You tried to sound as forceful as possible but your lips wobbled and you tripped over your words.

“Pumpkin, you’re lying to me. You’re all alone in that big house in the middle of nowhere, wearing that skanky nightgown. I can see your nipples poking through this whole time. You’re so turned on by a psycho on the phone, huh?”

You let out a scream. You slammed the phone down, hanging it up. You started to spin a circle looking at all the windows, trying to see if you could see somebody watching you. You ran to the front door to make sure they were locked. You went window by window locking them and shutting the curtains. You took a chair from the kitchen and dragged it in front of the door, jamming it beneath the door knob.

RING RING RING RING

You looked around, trying to remember where all of the doors were in the house. You spun around running to the kitchen entrance. You double checked the lock and put the chain on the door. You slid down the door with your back pressing against it trying to catch your breath.

This wasn’t real. This had to be some fucked up prank. The guys were all too hyped up for Halloween and wanted to get a scare out of you. The ringing stopped and you heard the voicemail click, your aunt's outgoing message began to play.

“You screening your calls, skank? You’re gonna die, you little whore! I’m gonna see what your insides look like --” You picked up the phone just to end the message and slammed it back down. As you scampered away it fell down, swinging from the cord. You take off up the stairs, stumbling up the stairs.

You dash into the guest room you had been staying in. You quickly locked the door. Your hands were shaking still. How was this happening?

The window started to jiggle. You could hear the groaning old wood start to slide. With nothing better to arm yourself with you grabbed a pillow and started to wildly smack the intruder with all you could.

“Whoa whoa whoa, it’s me -- it’s me!” Bucky Barnes, your classmate, was gripping the window sill, flabbergasted from the pillow. You hadn’t even had time to register who it was before you attacked.

“Bucky? What the fuck are you doing here?” You demanded. This proved to you it had to be some kind of a prank. Why else would Bucky Barnes, the moody guy from your film class be climbing up to your room.

“Well, when you said you were busy tonight I thought I could just surprise you? Like a grand romantic gesture or something? Can you um, let me in? It's actually kind of cold.” He was shivering out there. He looked so earnest it tugged on your heart just a bit.

You motioned for him to come in. He heaved his body up, awkwardly crawling through the tight window then falling to the ground. He sprang back up quickly, smiling at you.

“Is this a prank? Are you in on this with the other guys or something?” You crossed your arms.

“Um, other guys? Are there other guys here? I thought I was being original.” He peered around you as if to look for them. You rolled your eyes.

“The phone calls Bucky. I’m not joking around.”

“What phone calls? I’ve been driving all night to get here from campus, then shimmying up some ivy. Haven’t exactly had any time to stop at a payphone. You know what. This was a bad idea, I can see that, I’ll just leave.” He sheepishly put his hands in his pockets as he crouched down to leave the way he came.

“No, no wait!” You grabbed him, keeping him from going outside. If it wasn’t Bucky then there was still a psycho out there! “I don’t know what's going on, but this weird guy kept calling me, and he was watching me! Like I think he was outside the house or something.”

“Calm down, calm down. I was just outside. There's nobody out there. It was probably just a prank call.”

He started to rub your back with slow soothing circles. It was intimate in a way you weren’t used to from Bucky. He was the quiet one, never really hung out unless Steve was around. His palm pressed into your lower back, holding you closer to him. His other hand cupped the back of your head, guiding you into the crook of his neck.

“You’re getting so worked up. Maybe you should just lie down.” He shushed you as you tried desperately to explain it wasn’t a prank call. He guided the two of you down to the bed. He laid down next to you.

“Bucky…why are you here?”

“I wanted to see you, I thought you knew…isn’t it obvious how I feel about you?”

Your head was spinning. Bucky liked you? He barely even talked to you! When he casually asked if you were going to Wanda’s party you assumed it was just small talk. He had grunted and left the second you told him you were busy.

“I think I should call the cops about this--”

“I’m here aren’t I? I’ll keep you safe.” His lips connected with yours silencing you from responding. His kiss was eager, but still so gentle. He slowly moved his lips against yours, basking in the taste of you. He took his time and slowly you could feel his tongue ghosts against your bottom lip, looking for entrance.

Maybe it was the adrenaline, the shock, or maybe Bucky was just an extremely good kisser, but you quickly fell under the spell of the kiss. You let yourself get lost kissing him, trying to forget the phone call prankster that had been terrorizing you.

Fear was still racking through your body, but Bucky felt safe. You tangled your hands in his hair bringing him closer. His hand slowly traced up and down your leg. Both his hands grasped your legs, essentially pinning you down. You felt a cool air waft over your thighs as his fingers gently crept beneath your nightgown.

He cupped you over your underwear, grabbing the elastic and letting it snap back against your skin. You finally broke free of the kiss to gasp. He sat back on his ankles, his hand still toying with your panties.

“Bucky, I--”

“Shhh it's ok. I’m here to save the day. No one's gonna hurt you while I’m around.” He pushed aside your panties and started to slowly circle your clit. You whined as he circles you again and again, the pleasure rushing through you and pushing every thought of terror out of your brain.

He pressed his thumb against your clit and dipped his fingers inside of you. He curled his fingers, dragging more moans out of you. As he fucked you with his fingers, you tilted your hips up for more delicious friction.

“That's it my brave girl, Bucky’s here for you,” he murmured above you. He spoke with such hard conviction. His eyes were intensely boring into yours, nearly unblinking. He was no longer softly in the throws of passion. He was a man on a mission.

He kept pumping his fingers, he brought his other hand up from your leg to palm himself through his jeans. He groaned as he adjusted himself and went back to work on you. His other hand circling around your inner thigh, moving your leg up to his shoulder.

“Bucky, please, please,” you babbled as the pleasure began to mount and mount. It was nearly unbearable as you chased your release, grinding your hips up and down on his hand, riding his fingers towards that sweet relief.

“Yes, you’re doing so well, you’re perfect.” He brought his lips to your neck and began to suck at your sensitive spot. You let out a cry of pleasure as your climax flowed over you. You clamped your legs together, biting down on your lip as another cry came out.

You took a moment to catch your breath, Bucky was still nibbling on your neck. You grabbed his face and brought his lips back to yours. He eagerly responded, his lips enveloping yours.

You grabbed the underwear that you were still wearing and rolled it down your body to fling them off. You sat up and grabbed at Bucky until you found his belt. You fumbled, trying to unbuckle it. Bucky's hands quickly found yours and he brought them together, kissing both your palms. He unbuckled the belt on his own. Removing it without ceremony or flourish. He then yanked his jeans and underwear down.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked.

“I want you so badly, Bucky,” you moaned.

He let out a strangled gasp that turned to laughter. You tilted your head at the reaction. He didn’t sound exactly happy, it was more sinister.

“I just have waited so long to hear you say that to me. I’m so happy right now,” he nearly giggled. He giddily took off his jacket, tossing it to the ground.

“Keep me distracted Bucky, ok?” You asked as you hitch your nightgown up to your waist.

“Oh yes, anything for you, Pumpkin.” He had a devilish smirk on his face as he pressed his lips to your navel, slowly kissing his way up. He grabbed your nightgown and finished taking it off. Tossed it to the side with the pile of his clothes.

He made his way up your abdomen before groping your chest with a satisfied hiss. He squeezed you roughly, making you squeak. He latched his lips onto your breast. You let out a gasp as he lightly bit down. He tended thoroughly to each breast, his wicked tongue teasing at your pebbled nipples until you were a moaning puddle.

He grasped his cock, stroking it a few times before guiding it to your folds. He brushed the head of his cock up and down your cunt, teasing it out. He pressed his forehead against yours.

“You really mean it, right? You want me?” he asked desperately.

“Yes --” Before another word could escape your lips, he entered you. His whole body shivered. He thrust the tip of his head in, easing in and out until he was fully sheathed inside of you. You moaned as the stretch burned in pleasure and pain.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” he moaned, the pace he had set was blistering. You gripped his shoulders to keep yourself anchored as he hammered into you. “You’re so tight, so tight fuuuck me.”

He thrust over and over, using the heel of his hand to keep working at your clit. You scratched your hands down his back as his pumps kept hitting the perfect spot. It was torturous pleasure as he kept working up and down your clit, not giving you a moment of respite.

You came again, your body seizing up as you cried out and then falling limp, boneless back down to the bed. Bucky grabbed your hips, pulling your lower body off the bed as he raced for his own release. The slapping sounds of your bodies filled the room along with his deep, gutural breaths.

“Yes, yes, you’re mine, you’re mine, I finally have you, finally, finally…” he babbled as he slowed his pace as he fucked out his climax.

XXX

You curled next to Bucky in the big fluffy guest bed. Both of you were happily satisfied. All thoughts of strangers on the phone were gone from your head. Now it was filled with what just happened.

Hooking up with Bucky? You’d never considered it before. You weren’t sure why, he was so very cute, you thought as you gazed at his face. His eyes were dreamily staring back at you, that big smile had not left his face yet.

“So if you want to like, hang out, I have snacks and movies. We can go curl up on the couch and just completely let our brains rot.” You traced tiny circles on his chest, feeling pretty confident he’d want to stick around.

“I’d be down for a little romcom night, as long as you’re there.” He affectionately tapped your nose.

“Good because that's all I’ve got!”

The two of you got back into a semblance of your outfits, you pulled your nightgown back on, and Bucky pulled on his boxers and the white undershirt he was wearing. You snagged his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. He hummed his approval and kissed you on the cheek.

You grabbed him by the hand and pulled him along down the stairs.

“You can go grab the popcorn, I’ll put the tapes in.” You directed Bucky towards the kitchen as you made your way towards the living room.

You pass the chairs jammed in front of the doors, and you remember your panic.

You shuddered--what a mean prank to pull. What kind of psycho talks to people like that?

You slipped your arms into Bucky's jacket to wrap yourself in it. It smelled sharp and sweet from his body wash and cologne blending together. You stuck your hands in the pockets, only to feel something heavy and tube shaped. You pulled it out, curious, turning it over in your hands a few times to investigate.

It was a long cylindrical looking microphone. You assumed it was some sort of film equipment, but why would Bucky bring that along?

“Hello?” You spoke into the mic. But instead of your own voice, the same distorted, crackling voice from the phone came out.

You dropped it. It was like a hot iron in your hand.

You realized Bucky must have heard you too. Your head snapped towards the kitchen. He was walking slowly towards you, a huge chef’s knife from the kitchen was now in his hands.

“Bucky what the hell is this?” You asked, slowly backing away from him.

“I…can explain.” His grip on the knife tightened and he raised his hands in the air as if in surender, never slowing his pace towards you.

“No, I think you need to leave.” You covered your body with your arms, trying not to trip over the furniture.

“No, no, no you’re misunderstanding --” He was getting closer to you, he reached his arms out to try and grab you.

“Leave me alone!” You screamed out as you broke into a run. You made a mad dash to the front door. Bucky was close behind you.

“I’m not going to hurt you!” He cried out as you fumbled with all the locks. Your hands were shaking, you tried to remove the chain from the door but it wasn’t moving fast enough.

Bucky's arm wrapped around your waist and yanked your body into his. His hard bulge poked at your ass.

“No!!” you cried out as you started to thrash around. You quickly stilled as the sharp point of the knife began to dig into your throat.

“Let’s calm down ok. I think you’re getting too worked up again.”

“B-Bucky, just say that it’s a prank. This was all a big prank. I won’t tell anyone. Just put the knife down please.” You try desperately to reason with him. He lets out an unamused grunt.

He began to drag you away from the door. You strained your neck as far as you could to keep the pressure from the knife as minimal as possible.

“You weren’t supposed to find out. Now it’s all ruined. Fuck. Fuuuck!” He growled. Clearly enraged he started to grapple you down to the floor.

“Why are you doing this to me?” You whimpered, tears oozing from the corners of your eyes. Rolling down your cheeks in huge streaks.

“You don’t get it. You never noticed me. All I wanted was for you to notice me. I just had to grease the wheels a little bit, put on a show to make you see…that I’m the guy for you.” He looked crazed. He moved the knife from your neck to your cheek. He caressed it against your cheeks like a lover's hand.

“Bucky please…put down the knife.”

“You’re misunderstanding me, you’re trying to run away! That’s why I have the knife because you need to listen to me. You always listen to the guy with the biggest tool in the room huh? You thought I was Tony. Does he call you up at night a lot or something? Huh?!”

You were just whimpering as he ranted above you. The blunt side of the knife was pressed against your cheek, the shiny metal reflecting into your eyes.

“Well you don’t have to worry about him anymore.” The look in Bucky’s eyes was primal, like he was no longer a man. The charming smile from before was now warped and too large, his lips curling to show his teeth and gums.

“You’re scaring me. Please don’t hurt me!”

“Hurt you? I would never.” He said, not moving the knife from your face. “I’m your boyfriend now. And I’m not going to let anything happen to you again.”

He brought the knife down from your cheek slowly, the sharp tip dragging down your neck. He began to slice the top button off your nightgown.

“Now, you made such beautiful noises for me before. Let me hear you scream, Pumpkin.”

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[our-destiny]

Happy Birthday

It's Bucky's birthday, and he knows exactly what present he wants.

Content / Trigger Warnings: Kidnapping, bondage, reference to past stalking, forced blowjob, male masturbation, facial, threat of violence, he calls reader "darling", readers gender is not mentioned, if I missed any please let me know

I suck at summaries and I hate this, but I wanted to write something for his birthday so here it is.

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Word Count: 1231

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The only thing you could see was darkness, a piece of fabric tied over your eyes obscuring your vision. Your entire body felt heavy, head pounding, but despite how terrible your body felt you could tell you were laying down on something soft and comfortable, what feels like a pillow resting beneath your head. Your wrists were tied together, hands resting on your stomach, and after trying to move your legs you found out your ankles were tied together too, by the same smooth fabric that's tied over your eyes. You were still fully clothed which gave you some sense of comfort. Using what little strength you had you wiggled around, trying to get some sense on what was happening. Your movement alerted your captor, the silence of the room suddenly filled with a voice.

"You're awake. Good." It was a man. You could hear the smirk on his face when he said the last word, he almost sounded... excited? Amused? Either way you froze, waiting for him to do something else. Slow footsteps filled the room as he made his way over to you, panic seeped through your veins as you started moving around again.

"I was beginning to think I hit you too hard, I wouldn't put it past me." The way he talked was calculated, he was in control and knew it. "Now, stop moving around darling, I'm not gonna hurt you too bad." The mysterious voice was getting closer, the subtle promise of what was gonna happen made you shiver, fear making it hard to breathe properly. The footsteps stopped at your right, you could only imagine what he looked like standing above you, you tied up on his bed, or at least you guess it's his bed, completely at his mercy.

"You look good like this," his voice sounded deeper than before, as his fingers trailed a path from your right cheek down your body, his touch ghosting gently over your skin as if afraid to apply too much pressure, stopping at the restraints on your ankles. He started rubbing the fabric between his fingers as he spoke again, "I waited so long, watching you, waiting for the right moment to take you." You got more scared by the minute, every breathe feeding the panic bubbling inside you, fighting the urge to scream, the idea that this man has been stalking you, watching you while you weren't aware only adding to the terror. "And I decided tonight was perfect. Tonight on this special occasion I'd finally let myself have you. I deserve it after all. Do you know what today is?" You weren't sure if he wanted an answer, but you shook your head anyway. March 10th. Nothing special was happening today, at least not to your knowledge. At that he gave a slight chuckle, "Of course you don't know, you don't even know who I am. Well, might as well introduce myself." He lifted up your blindfold before taking it all the way off. The dim lighting hurt your eyes for a second, and you barely registered the burgundy walls before you focused on the man who had kidnapped you. Long hair framed his chiselled face, there was a hint of stubble along his sharp jawline, and piercing blue eyes looked down at you almost fondly. But the thing that scared you most was how big he was, he towered over you, he looked like he could crush you without breaking a sweat.

Then you saw it. The sleeves of his red Henley were rolled up to his elbows exposing the silver plates that made up his left arm. If you were scared of him before, you were terrified now.

"Mm. There's those pretty eyes. So full of fear. It's adorable really." Despite what he was saying you couldn't take your eyes off of his arm. It was only when he leaned down over you, hands planted either side of your head, that you could look him in his eyes again. He stared down at you with such intensity, like he wanted to devour you and cherish you and destroy you all at once. His warm breath fanned across your face as he spoke again, "My name is Bucky, and today... is my birthday."

He leaned back up to his full height, his gaze shifting down to your restraints. When you follow his eyes you see that he tied you up with red silk, like you were some kind of fucked up birthday present, wrapped up nicely just for him.

"After all the shit I've been through I deserve something nice for a change." He spoke as if this was normal, still keeping his cold, blue eyes fixed on the silk rendering you defenceless, "I figured you'd make the perfect gift. Just for me. I don't have to share anymore, I own you, once and for all. You're mine, to do whatever I please with."

At that he reached down to unbutton his jeans, the sound of a zipper reaching your ears as you start to panic, but all the words died in your throat when Bucky straddled your chest, the bulge in his pants now right in front of your face. In this position you were even more restrained, only able to kick your bound legs around blindly. He pulled down his boxers just enough to take out his cock, the tip leaking precum, angling it at your mouth using his left hand, the flesh one holding onto the headboard.

"Open wide, I'd hate to break your jaw this early on." You don't doubt that he could snap your jaw before you could blink, and seeing his metal hand up close made submitting seem like the easiest choice. So you licked your lips, and hesitantly opened your mouth, but before you could wrap your lips around the head of his cock, Bucky snapped his hips forward until his cock hit the back of your throat.

"If I feel teeth I'll knock them out," he lets out a low groan as he slides out of your mouth, his metal hand joining the flesh one on the headboard as he starts a brutal pace. His cock hits the back of your throat with every thrust, his thighs surrounding you till he was the only thing you could focus on. You were struggling to breathe, unable to focus on the words tumbling from his lips in a lustful haze, though you could slightly make out some praises about how perfect you were and how good you were taking him. You stopped trying to understand him after hearing that.

After what felt like hours, but was only a few minutes, Bucky pulled out of mouth to start stroking his cock, the mix of saliva and precum making it easy for him to glide his flesh hand up and down his length. You laid there beneath him, gasping for breath while he jerked himself off above you, and after a few more strokes he threw his head back as he came, thick ropes of cum coating your face and landing in your mouth. Bucky kept stroking himself, looking down at your cum covered face, until he slowed to a stop. He caught his breath for a few more seconds before speaking again.

"Oh this was just the beginning, darling. I'm gonna make sure I have a very happy birthday."

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[atlasscrumpit]

Yandere Bucky/Winter Soldier x reader

@cutedeathangel

(I kinda went wild with this towards to end, so warning it's kinda kinky)

Every night was the same, you would wake up hearing him scream and cry, he would wake up and think you were the enemy and you would always be left with bruises.

But it slowly became normal to you, the routine of waking up and trying to calm him down, waking up the next morning to him already gone.

Living with an ex-hydra agent wasn't exactly easy, and maybe 'living' was a stretch.

It was mainly surviving.

You sat on the old beat-up couch, watching TV on the shitty 2001 television.

You were constantly covered in bruises and bandages, in his right mind, he would never beat you.

You liked to think Bucky had two completely different people inside of him, it was Bucky and the Soldier.

Bucky was soft, sad and usually felt guilty, but the soldier was relentless, unforgiving and possessive.

Surely they had to be two different people.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard the front door open.

You looked up to see Bucky carrying grocery bags, you quickly got up and helped him to the kitchen.

Bucky was usually pretty quiet unless you disobeyed and the soldier came out.

"I'm sorry for hurting you." Bucky whispered while you unpacked the groceries.

You stopped and looked over to see him looking at the ground guiltily.

"It's okay, I know you don't mean it. You have nightmares and sometimes the soldier comes out and needs to take out some anger." You said walking up to him and gently taking his hand and playing with it subconsciously, running your hands over the veins and scars.

"You're too good to me, doll. What would I do without you?" He whispered reaching up with his metal hand to rub his thumb over the cut on your lip.

"Did you treat these wounds?" He asked as you looked up at him.

"Yeah, the soldier treated them last night." You replied making him nod.

You learnt pretty early on that Bucky never let you refer to him and the winter soldier as the same person.

"Did you have a good day?" You asked in a quiet voice as he smiled softly.

"It was average, but it's better now with you here." He replied, kissing your forehead making you smile.

"I'm just going to have a shower, just go back to watching TV." He said as you nodded and headed back to the couch.

You sat on the couch again and watched the mindless show that played on the TV.

After a few minutes Bucky returned, you felt him run a finger along your neck making you shiver.

"Do you want to take a nap with me?" He asked as you stiffened.

You knew that meant more bruising.

"Y-Yeah." You muttered cautiously standing up.

You followed him into the bedroom and waited for him to lie down.

When he did you crawled onto the bed and laid on top of him like you usually did.

"Darling, if the soldier wakes up. Run and lock yourself in the bathroom okay?" He said, playing with your hair as you nodded.

"I love you, Y/N." He whispered, kissing your forehead softly.

"I love you too."

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The inevitable happened and you woke up feeling his metal hand gripping your arm.

"Soldier, soldier it's okay." You whispered as his eyes opened and he looked at you.

"Pet." He growled releasing your arm.

His hand went up to your hair and gripped it roughly.

"Good to see you." He whispered smiling a little as you quickly jumped off him and ran for the bathroom.

"Oh, are we playing tag, baby?" He said, his voice laced with malice.

You slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it before backing away and sitting in the bathtub.

"Oh, come on, Dove. You really think this door will hold me back?" He asked as you hugged your knees to your chest.

"Bucky told me to, he doesn't want you hurting me!" You shouted out as you heard him chuckle.

"Bucky is weak, darlin'. You know I can take much better care of you." He said as you slowly stood up.

"If I unlock the door, can you promise to not hurt me?" You muttered resting your hand on the door handle.

"I promise, sweet Dove." He whispered as you slowly opened the door and looked at him.

"See? Was that so hard?" He whispered running his hand over your cheek.

"But, I was lying, baby." He said before he grabbed your arm and threw you onto the floor.

"Soldier, stop! I didn't do anything wrong!" You screamed out feeling tears run down your face.

"Aww, baby. This isn't punishment, daddy just needs to get out his anger." He said grabbing a belt off the counter.

"Come on, love. I know you can be good." He continued, stalking towards you.

"Bucky!" You screamed as he laughed.

"I love when you beg for him, why don't you ever beg for me?" He said as you cried and backed away until you hit the wall.

"Soldier, please. I'm afraid." You whispered as he closed his eyes and smiled.

"That's it, baby. Beg daddy to stop." He said before he knelt down and faced you.

"Turn around." He demanded as you slowly turned over and sat on your knees.

He ran his hand down your back before ripping off the thin material, revealing your bare back.

You felt him kiss down your back, making you shiver.

"Maybe we could make a deal, Dove. Either, I get my anger out with this belt, or you give me some much-needed pleasure." He said as you closed your eyes.

"I don't want... I don't want to have sex with you." You whispered as he sighed in disappointment.

"I thought that would be your answer. That's alright, love. I'll just make sure this hurts even more now." He said as you cried quietly and heard him stand up behind you.

You closed your eyes and tried your best to think about something else while the soldier took his anger out on you.

After what felt like an eternity, you heard silence and didn't feel another hit. You were exhausted and sore, you looked behind to see him on his knees crying.

You knew it was Bucky.

You cautiously crawled towards him and smiled sadly.

"It's okay, Buck. I'm okay." You whispered as he looked at you. He reached up and held your cheek in his hand.

"I'm so sorry, doll." He whispered through his tears.

"It's okay, I did it all for you." You replied making him look down away from you.

"That's the part that hurts the most."

Part 2 here

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[barnes-n-nobles]

Hello beautiful people! I wanted to come on here and let you know that I will be accepting requests for more than just fics. These are the things I will be doing in the future on top of the fics I already write:

Reactions (e.g. Druig react to you being bratty, Bucky reacts to you teasing him)

Fake texts (e.g. text exchange between you and your desired character, could be that you two are se*ting, arguing, being cute, etc:> )

Mood boards (e.g. Stalker Eddie lurking for you, Mafia Bucky yearning for you, King Druig that wants his servant, basically a sorry with pictures with your desired characters or just whatever you want for a mood board)

Short Drabbles

I want to stay active and I want you guys to get more content and not have to wait until I write my long ass stories. This will also help me so it’s a WIN WIN lol I’ll probably think of more stuff as I go along but these are the ones that I got right now

I mostly write DARK triggering things but I can also write different stuff if you guys would like as well. If I’m not comfortable with something I will obviously not write it but I won’t ever post it and make fun of it or anything like that. That’s mean girl energy. My mind is too consumed by the dark side and I’ll write the most vile, taboo, toe curling smut ever and I’ll sleep like an angel LOL so don’t be afraid to request anything. I will never judge.

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[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Mistake

Pairing. Dark Bucky Barnes x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY: Rule number one in your relation - never try to leave Bucky.

WARNINGS: Violence; Toxic Relationship. 

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

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His metal fingers squeeze hard against your throat, his hold unwavering even with your nails weakly clawing at him. Your eyes roll, your body desperate for air. 

Bucky clicks his tongue, faking a pout. 

“Aw, my baby can’t breathe?” he mocks you, but you can’t bring yourself to care about his tone. Not when your lungs are painfully burning, strength leaving your body at an alarming pace.

“Maybe you should have thought about that before trying to rat out on me, babe. I don’t appreciate my girl being sneaky around my back.” he growls, all hints of mockery now gone.

His grip tightens and you cough, the lack of air hitting cryptic levels as you start to hyperventilate. 

Bucky reaches closer, nuzzling your nose with his in an almost endearing gesture, one that contrasts with the evil position he has you in. 

“Never again, okay? You’re not pulling that type of shit ever again, understood?” his voice is dead serious, ignoring how you struggle. You can barely say a word but Bucky somehow understands your submission, finally releasing you.

You fall on the ground with your body completely limp, your throat burning as precious air finally fills it. 

“You better not repeat this again.” he orders, darkness looming over his face as he looks at you. 

“Cause next time, you won’t get off the hook so easily.”   

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Beautiful Delusions - Chapter One

Yandere!President!Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Avenger!Reader x Yandere!Stucky

warning(s): yandere themes (but you already knew that :3), delusional behavior, obsessive behavior, mentions of stalking, mentions of kidnapping, manipulative behavior, possible spoilers for the MCU!, the Avengers movie didn’t happen-, google translated Russian (apologies if it’s incorrect), reader is 21+, possible mentions of murder

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(Y/n) (L/n) thought of herself as an average girl. Well, at least as average as someone working with the Avengers can be. She had been tested on by HYDRA for years, and was eventually saved by the Avengers. She was taken under their wing after rescuing her and trained her to not be forced to follow orders. She now could confidently say that she could stay in control of herself, which the others are proud of her for. 

She had the ability to shapeshift, and she was mostly used for her ability to heal others and remain almost immune to injuries. HYDRA had used the experiments done with Wanda to heighten (Y/n)’s healing abilities, and the experiments with Bucky and Pietro to make her change her very DNA to shapeshift into anything she could imagine.

Because of these very powerful abilities, she was given the choice to either stay with SHIELD, or to help the Avengers protect Earth. She happily chose to stay with her rescuers, after all she had already made a few friends with the heroic group. As time passed, she was trained by Natasha to protect herself, and could easily take down two men blindfolded. She was also trained how to handle the Hulk, using her slight immunity to her advantage since a punch from the Hulk wouldn’t kill her immediately. 

Tony viewed (Y/n) as a part of the dysfunctional family that was the Avengers. Natasha had bonded with (Y/n) and treated her like a sister, always making sure that she didn’t do anything to get herself in trouble. Sam, Bruce, Clint, and Thor may as well have been her older brothers with how they treated her. They would tease her and annoy her, but would gladly fight anyone else who did the same. Peter befriended (Y/n) and trusted her, mostly needing her help whenever Biology became a bit too difficult. Steve and Bucky, however, were truly best friends with her. There was always at least one super soldier by her side, and they both hated the idea of (Y/n) being involved in combat.

They did not doubt her ability to fight, in fact they were confident she could easily handle five armed men. But they also didn’t like the idea of the chance she was outnumbered, what would happen if they weren’t there to fight with her when she needed it the most. So, they vowed to remain nearby during any fight in case she needed backup, they wouldn’t let her worry about fighting alone.

A year or two passed, and it was around the time where candidates began to step up to become President. The Avengers never really worried about who was elected, unless it put the world in danger. So, (Y/n) didn’t expect to walk in to hear Tony and Thor arguing about someone who was running for the infamous position.

“Stark, I can assure you that my brother is more than fit for being the ruler of Midgard!” Thor grunted out, frustrated that Tony had become so worried after hearing that his brother just so happened to be the God of Mischief.

“I know an alien takeover when I see one, Point Break. I am a genius-” “Billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. You’ve said it a hundred times, Tony.” (Y/n) interjected, making Tony give a fake pout as he uncrossed his arms, sighing.

“Fine, just don’t let your brother make me worship him, I won’t be able to pretend like I care.” Tony stated, making (Y/n) shake her head as she continued to fix herself breakfast, watching as the rest of the Avengers woke up for the day, most of them in their usual pajamas with messy bed heads. All except for Natasha, who somehow always managed to look flawless.

“Nat, you need to teach me your ways. You look amazing everyday, it isn’t fair.” (Y/n) whined, making Natasha bless her with one of her rare smiles.

“I might, but only if your training goes well today.” Natasha stated, making (Y/n) determined to do well once it was time for her to train with Natasha.

The group eventually settled down for breakfast, with Bruce silently judging Thor’s breakfast choice, while Clint didn’t try to hide his judgemental look. (Y/n) took her usual seat between Bucky and Steve, being the only one besides Bruce and Steve who had permission to touch Bucky’s metal arm. She smiled as he let her hold it, fidgeting with the joints as Bucky let a soft smile rest on his face.

Steve had the usual small talk with Bucky and (Y/n), and Thor gave his occasional booms about his latest visit to Asgard, usually visiting just to make sure that all was well. (Y/n) watched as Peter scrambled out of his room, already dressed as he fixed his hair, making (Y/n) let out a soft laugh.

“Have a good day at school Peter!” (Y/n) called, making Peter give a thumbs up, his mouth full of toast as he quickly made his way out the door.

“I remember studying back on Asgard, it was fun.” Thor stated, making (Y/n) try to imagine a young Thor being the ‘class clown’ on Asgard, knowing that his brother was more withdrawn. At least, that’s what she thought, never having the pleasure to meet the God of Mischief, though his title did pique her interest.

(Y/n) checked the time, nearly choking on the cup of tea that Natasha had fixed her. “Shit, I’m going to be late.” (Y/n) managed to get out, standing up as Steve turned to her.

“Language!” Steve stated, making (Y/n) roll her eyes as she smiled, wishing everyone goodbye as she quickly got dressed, pulling a coat over her outfit for the day before she grabbed her work bag.

“Stay safe, (Y/n). Let us know if you need anything.” Bucky stated, making (Y/n) smile as she got out one last goodbye to everyone before she headed out to work, hoping she wouldn’t be too late as she made her way through the bustling crowds.

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(Y/n) had luckily made it on time, arriving at the quaint bakery and putting her things in her locker. She changed into uniform, letting out a gentle sigh as she tied her apron before she headed out to the front, putting on her customer service smile as she began greeting customers.

The bakery offered coffee and various types of tea, making sure to recommend drinks that went well with the choice of baked goods. (Y/n) worked diligently with her co-workers, attending to customers while making sure that they were well stocked up on supplies, writing down a few things they should get before the end of the week. She eventually got an online order, surprised to see it was for so many people. She sighed gently, beginning to prepare the order with the help of two co-workers. 

(Y/n) finished preparing the dozens of cupcakes, high-fiving the co-workers who helped her before she made sure to carefully package everything, throwing in a good amount of tea bags that would complement the cupcakes’ flavor. She let out a gentle sigh, setting the package down on the delivery counter, adding the customer’s address to the box before she left to wash her hands. She soon finished her shift, wishing her co-workers goodbye before she clocked out, changing out of her uniform and headed to Avengers Tower, smiling as she hummed to herself.

(Y/n) decided to deliver the cupcakes first thing tomorrow morning, too exhausted after baking all day as she finally made it back to the tower. JARVIS welcomed (Y/n) back to the tower, making her smile as she greeted the AI. When she finally made it to the common room, she was immediately met with a hug from Peter, making her smile as she returned the hug. “Hey Spidey! How was school?” (Y/n) asked, making Peter light up as he talked her through how his day had gone.

She smiled as Peter finished up his recap of the day, glad to know that his day had gone generally well. “That’s good to hear, Spidey. I’ll see you at dinner!” (Y/n) stated, smiling as she gave him a pat on the shoulder before she left. Peter smiled, and (Y/n) made her way to take a shower, wanting to freshen up a little. She made sure to thoroughly clean herself up before she dried off, changing into some more comfortable clothes before she joined everyone for dinner.

(Y/n) had finished her dinner, smiling as she watched the Avengers begin planning tomorrow’s movie night, still debating on either watching Jurassic Park or The Mummy, making her chuckle as she let out a gentle sigh, more than ready for her to go to bed as she wished everyone a good night’s sleep. As she began to head to bed, she spotted Bucky and Steve outside of their rooms, making her softly smile as she gave them a little wave before turning in for the night. Bucky smiled, sharing a look with Steve before saying goodnight, letting out a gentle sigh as he went to his room.

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(Y/n) got up early that morning, making sure to freshen up before she made her way to the bakery, asking JARVIS to let everyone know she had to run an errand. She eventually stepped inside the bakery, making her way over to the many boxes of sweets and began transferring them to her car. She was curious about what the big event was, but decided to mind her business as she loaded the last box into the car. (Y/n) began driving to the address, smiling as she watched a few kids walking with who she assumed was a teacher. She noticed they were heading to the museum nearby, bringing back memories of when she had the joy of school trips.

(Y/n) drove into the parking lot of the building, making sure she was parked properly before she began making her way inside. She thanked an employee who helped her leave the delivery, letting the receptionist know that she had delivered everything they had ordered.

“I’ll be sure to let the boss know, have a good day ma’am!” The receptionist said politely, making (Y/n) thank her as she left, not knowing that a shifty pair of eyes were on her car as she began driving back to the Avengers Tower.

~fin~

author’s note: well look at that, i guess the first chapter was posted today! i hope you all enjoy, because i am looking forward to writing this series. stay tuned my loyal readers! <33

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[yandere-wishes]

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