Where Is Chubby Bucky From? Ive Seen It Around And There Arent Really Any Chubby Other Characters. Is

Where is chubby Bucky from? I’ve seen it around and there aren’t really any chubby other characters. Is there a background/backstory or do people just like chubby Bucky?

tea: some people want chubby female readers because they want "inclusivity" but say chubby bucky just "isnt their type" 👀

FUCKING YIKES. I've said it once and I'll say it again, CHUBBY MEN DESERVE LOVE TOO.

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Brick House

Request:  Reader is a new Shield agent and has a huge crush on Steve.  Bucky is resentful of all the attention Steve gets and decides to take his pent up jealousy out on you.  

Warnings:  Smut, slight breeding, Dub-con please do not read if this offends you.  

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Words:  2k Just a drabble

A/N:  This is for my Darling @opheliadawnwalker3​. Sorry it took me so long!  Also you’re a shield agent in this so there are mentions of working-out/being in good shape (which I am not).  

   “You have such amazing definition.”  She grabbed Steve’s bicep.  “You really have to share your routine.”

   “Well I do…”. Steve trailed off as he went into his workout.

   Bucky shook his head in disbelief.  Not at the fact that his best friend was so oblivious that the new agent was into him,  Bucky knew Steve was dense in that department.   No, what shocked him was that Steve was the one to grab her attention.  

   “Maybe you could walk me through it?”  She was practically twirling her hair as she tilted her head.  “It sounds complicated.”

   Bucky scoffed.  Playing dumb?  No way she couldn’t follow that step-by-step from the simple explanation.  Hell, she probably had better work out tips than Steve did.  

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Puppers

Summary: Werewolf Bakugo moves to the city and has a neighbor who really likes dogs.

Wordcount: 3061

Okay, he didn’t plan for this to happen.

It’s not like he’d made the conscious decision to expose himself to you; he just kind of… did. He wasn’t used to living in the city yet and had just wanted to feel the night air in his fur. If he hadn’t had to work early in the morning, he would have gone to the woods. He didn’t even think of checking to make sure no one was on the balcony next to his. Bakugo just opened the back door of his apartment, took off his clothes, and stepped out onto the patio in wolf form.

You on your balcony, watering your plants, was not what he had been hoping for. Bakugo flinched at the sound of a watering can clattering to the floor. “Uh…” You stood there, blinking, as Bakugofroze.He did the first thing that came to mind, and that was to pretend to be a dog. 

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summertime sadness .9. finale

the last time

Sequel to kiss me in the d-a-r-k

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 (masterlist under construction)

Warnings: non con (rough sex)

This is dark!(dad)Steve and dark(professor!)Bucky and dark!Loki and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: The reader makes up her mind.

Note: So this is the end, but I am leaving a possible third addition open in the future but not anytime soon. We’ve followed our reader so far and in my head she’s still growing. No spoilers but this one’s bittersweet.💋

<3 Let me know what you think in a reblog, reply, or like. I’m loving the feedback from y'all and the enthusiasm! Also as always, memes accepted.

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You were at the townhouse at eight but you were certain to linger outside till quarter after before you knocked. You checked your phone and slid it in your pocket. Loki was seething as he answered the door, his nose was swollen and purple around his left nostril; close to broken but not quite. You repressed a smile and entered with an apology.

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Smalltown Bringdown 1

Warnings: blood, violence, more to be added.

This is dark!biker!Bucky and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You live in a smalltown run by a biker club. When your boss gets into debt, you find yourself drawn into the crossfire.

Note: Yesterday I tried writing Sugar, Sugar. That didn’t work out. I had a migraine on Monday that I’m still tiptoeing around. I wrote this a week ago but wanna continue it. Well, if there’s any interest in my doing so. So to those who take the time to read, thank you. Love you guys!

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Birch was a small town, named for the line of pale tree at its heart. The streets were built around it. It had stood for centuries like a guardian over residents. Like a harbinger of their eventual fates. White as a ghost, looming like the reaper.

And death lived in Birch. It rode the streets on iron steeds. The apocalyptic horseman roaring down the roads in leather. Oblivion was the bar on the main road.; The Asp was a remnant of the town’s birth. An inn for those who claimed to discover this “new world”. Cleopatra reclined along the sign’s moniker, a snake around her arm, poised to sink its long fangs in her throat. 

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