Drunk Soldier (Steve Rogers)- Drabble

Drunk Soldier (Steve Rogers)- Drabble

Steve x reader

Summary: Drunk Steve is not what you expected, drunk Steve is not What anyone expected.

Word Count: 1.7k (What ya gonna do huh? Sue me? I should shut up, you actually might.)

Warning: Drunk Steve, flufffff, some embarrassment, crack (Yes its me, I’m the one who’s on crack.) non edited so there are gonna be so many mistakes, wee bit of language/dirty talking.

There were many pros and cons of being an supersoldier. One of the pro and con was that they can’t get drunk; and god know they need to get drunk sometimes too. Steve Rogers has never gotten drunk in his life; yes he has had a few drinks but it was just never enough to get him drunk and sometimes he regretted having that serum injected in him. 

That was until Thor introduced both of the super soldiers to asgardian liquor in one of Tony’s parties. Steve has bet Thor that even that wouldn’t be able to make him drunk and damn was he sore loser. 

Funny how earlier when the two of you were getting ready for Tony’s little get together Steve had told you not to have too many drinks or get drunk in the party because you were a lightweight. What he hadn’t expected at all was that he would be the one to get drunk this time, not you.

It all started an hour later after the two of you have arrived to the party. You were sitting on the couches with all your friends while everyone else were enjoying themselves. You were practically sitting on your boyfriend’s lap, holding onto your beer while he subconsciously drew patterns on the side of your waist and kept kissing on the exposed skin of your shoulder now and then.

“Steve, Bucky why are you two not drinking anything?” Thor asked in that enthusiastic voice that he somehow always has. 

“What’s the point. Can’t get drunk because of the serum.” Bucky replied. 

“Well then I have just the perfect thing for you two.” Thor replied with a smirk and pulled out a bottle from his jacket. How the hell did he got it there in the first place was beyond you. “This, my friends, is what we call firewater back home. It is thousand years old and it will surely get anyone drunk. Even you two.” Steve let out a small snort in unbelief which by the looks offended Thor a bit. “You don’t believe me brother.” 

“I do believe you. It can get anyone drunk, but not me. Trust me I one drank a gallon of whisky. Nothing works.” Steve said.

“Well, why don’t you try it. You and me, let’s see who gets drunk first.” Thor offered and you were positive that Steve was gonna decline but what he said next took you a little by surprise.

“Okay, sure. But you’re making a bet you’re going to lose brother.” Steve said a little too confidently. You looked u at your boyfriend with an raised eyebrow. 

“Babe are you sure?” You asked in a low voice so only he could hear clearly. You were concerned because if he does get drunk he’s gonna have a big hangover tomorrow which he has clearly never experienced; and it was nothing good. 

“Don’t worry, baby. It’s just a few drinks, I’ll be alright.” You let out a small giggle when he leaned over to press a kiss on your lips.

Next thing you know all of you were surrounding Steve and Thor in the bar as they gulped down shots after shots of that obnoxious drink. It was so strong that you couldn’t even stand that smell, you have no idea how were they putting up with the taste of it. 

You were pretty sure that both of them were a little tipsy after a few drinks but much to your disgust they did not stop there. You could tell that Steve was enjoying it too; he was laughing carefreely. At some point Bucky had joined them too; said something about it being too much fun to not join in but no one else. No one else was brave enough to take even a sip of that monstrous liquid. 

Lets just say none of them won. All three of them got drunk together at some  point that no one seems to remember. You were getting bored now that none of them were backing out so you found yourself indulged in a conversation with Nat and Tony.

Your attention was caught by a loud noise of glass smashing. You along with all the people around you looked at the two super soldiers and the god. It was Thor who had broken the empty bottle; complaining about the drink running out too soon.

“You were right, brother. We finished the bottle and yet none of us are drunk.” Thor said; who was a little too drunk now. You giggled when you saw your boyfriend smirking proudly. 

“See baby, I told you I will be fine.” Steve yelled a little too loudly, like you were somewhere far away; making you wince at his voice. 

“Yes Steve, you’re not drunk at all. Do you wanna head back?” You asked from where you were standing.

“What? You wanna give me a head? Here!?” He asked and his eyes lit up. Your cheeks heat up felt a wave of embarrassment when your friends around you started laughing.

“No, Steve. I asked do you wanna go back home.” You repeated your question for your drunk boyfriend. 

“What!? No. The party’s just started. We can’t go home now.” He said with a pout and you wanted nothing more than to kiss it away but you controlled your feeling and settled for a nod.

“Okay. We can stay a bit more.” You said.

“Yes.” He replied loudly and walked away with Thor and Bucky. Thor’s one arm wrapped around his shoulder and one around Bucky’s. They looked so cute drunkenly trying to walk past people and bumping into all of them at least ones. They looked like huge babies.

“Didn’t know drunk cap  would be loud.” Tony replied; his eyes still not leaving the three inhumanly big drunk men. 

“Me neither.” You and Nat replied at once. 

“Is he a to or a bottom?” Your eyes quickly snapped to the red head at her question. 

“What?” You asked Nat.

“I was just curious. Before he used to give me top vibes but now that I saw the drunk him he’s giving me bottom vibes.” Nat confessed and you looked at her in disbelief. 

“Well?” This time it was Tony and you looked around at your group of friends to see all of them looking at you curiously, waiting for your answer.

“Aren’t you guys interested in Captain america’s sex life. Get life you guys” You replied but playfully.

“I vote he’s a top.” Clint said.

“I disagree. He’s definitely a bottom.” Sam said making you roll your eyes. 

“I can bet you 100 bucks right now that he’s a bottom, Barton.” Tony said. 

“Billionaire playboy and all you have to offer is hundred bucks?” Nat said with a smirk. 

“Fine, I’ll give my Benz to you.”

“Seriously, Tony. How are you so sure?” Maria asked with a smirk. 

“Would you guys grow up?” You asked only slightly annoyed by your friend.

“Just answer us Y/n and rove this man wrong. My new Benz is now in your hands.” Clint said. 

“None of you win. Because he is both.” You finally said with a smirk.

“What? You can’t be both.”

“Steve can. And he’s very good at both might I add.” You said earing the groaning voices of your friends.

“Okay, no need to go into detail.” Tony said.

“Hey, you guys were the ones interested in my sex life.” You defended yourself.

As you mingled with them for a few more minutes you felt two arms wrap around your waist and you quickly turned your head to see your boyfriend as he leaned down to put his chin on your shoulder.

“Hey babyyyyyyyyy” He said in a sing a song voice making you giggle. “Why are you so pretty?” He asked nuzzling his head in your neck. Before you could say anything he started talking again. “No. Tell me. How could you be allowed to be so pretty. You make me so hard everytime I look at you I wanna fuck your brains out.” his words made your eyes almost pop out of your head.

You saw as Nat sat her drink back out when she heard his words and rest of them tried not to laugh. Your cheeks were as hot as a furnace. You wanted the sky to open up and swallow you.

“Okay, baby. Time to go home.” You said turning around; not wanting to get more embrassad than you were already.

"You'll give me a head? You promised." He said; there was no filter on his mouth. Who knew drunk Steve would be so blunt.

"Why? You do that thing with your tongue, you swirl it around- "

"Okay. enough Steve. Let's go. Right now." You said in a scolding voice.

"You're so bossy." He said with a pout. "It's really hot though." the  pout turned into a smirk as he looked down at your body shamelessly. You were facepalming internally. You wonder if Steve was taking revenge of all those time you embarrassed him after getting drunk.

"If you say one more word, we will not have sex for a whole month." His eyes widened at your threat and he immediately shut up. "Now let's go.....ah, without a word." You added when he opened his mouth. You said goodbye to all your friends and started walking he followed you with a pout.

"Didn't know drunk cap would be so horny." Tony said as all of them watch the two of you make your way to your shared apartment in the building.

"Me neither." They relied in unison.

Next morning a loud groan told you that Steve has woken up with a hangover and massive headache. You couldn't wait to throw your 'I told you so's at him. Being the nice girlfriend you were you made him your homemade remedy for hangover and he drank it up. Like every other person in there first hangover he sweared to god that he would never touch a drink again. But you both knew now that he got a taste of it; it wouldn't be the last time that he get so much drunk and embarrassed you in front of all your friends.

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Big Sweater and Fuzzy Socks (Bucky Barnes)- Drabble

Bucky x reader

Summary: Bucky admires your beauty as you drown yourself in his clothes.

Word Count: 669.

Warning: Nothing just ton load of fluff and a little implied smut.

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Why do i feel like you've been through something like that. 😂😂😂

“I gave birth to a cockblock” (Steve rogers)- Drabble

Steve x reader (domestic)

Summary: You are having sex with your husband and your child walks in.

Word Count: 451.

Warnings: crack, fluff and a little bit of smut.

“Oh god, yes, baby, right there.” You moaned out loud as your husband pushed himself deeper inside you, hitting your g-spot. He quickly put his hand over your mouth as the other one held himself so that he wouldn’t crush you with his body weight. 

“Doll, as much as I love those sweet sounds you make when I’m inside you, you gotta quiet it down; Sarah sleeping across our room.” Steve said taking a little pause to look you in the eyes before continuing fucking you.  His hand left your mouth so that he could reach down and massage your clit.

“Uff, baby, if you want me to be so loud then stop fucking me so good.” You bit your lips to stop yourself from moaning again because he’s just so fucking good. Pun intended. He chuckle a bit before leaning down and kissing your neck.

You two were so engrossed in each other that you didn’t even hear the little footsteps and the sound of your bedroom door opening. You didn’t notice the little girl, not until she said. “What are you guys doing?” A little voice said, you both froze, eyes widened as your head snapped to the door to see your 4 year old standing there with her big winter soldier plush toy that she loves so much. 

“Umm wrestling?” You answered being the first one out of the two of you to come back from shock, it sounded more like a question. Thank god it was cold enough that you decided to do it in under the comforter.

“Oh, who’s winning?” She asked curiously a big smile on her face.

“Obviously Daddy, that’s why I’m pinning mummy down.” Steve replied and you roll your eyes at the proud smile on his face, you knew he was referring to the fight you two had earlier about who’s gonna be on top.

“Yes go daddy.” She jumped up and down in excitement, that little rascal is a daddy’s girl ever since birth. “Can I watch?”

“NO.” You both yelled out in unison

“We mean, baby, its really late. You should go to bed, Mummy will be there in a minute.” 

“Okay, Mommy.” She rushed out of the room quickly without another question and you sighed out in relief. 

“Do you want me to continue?” Steve asked. 

“No, get out of me, the mood’s ruined.” You said giving him a peck on the lips.

“But, baby, I’m still hard.”

“Then go to the bathroom and help yourself, Steven.”You said getting dressed again to leave the room and go to your daughters. Steve quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom as you hear him mumble

“I gave birth to a cockblock.”

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Bucky: What am I supposed to do while you're gone.

Steve: ...What do you usually do when I'm gone?

Bucky: ...

Steve: ...

Bucky: Wait for you to come back.

can I please be tagged in your bucky stories? I love your writing babes! ❤️

Hey, babe. Thank you so much. And I'll tag you on the next one that i write.

And i really don't know when you sent this but i got this ask just now. Apparently tumblr has been messing up with my asks. I'm so sorry. And i'll add to the permanent tag list of Bucky.😊😘

No, you're cute.....

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Perfect (Bucky Barnes)- Drabble

Bucky x reader (soulmate au)

Summary: You live in a world where you can hear whatever music your soulmate is listening to. Despite his nature Bucky Barnes like to listen Jazz music but he can’t because his soulmate is childish enough to listen to Bubblegum Pop all the time.

Word Count: 1,588. (I know its a little longer for a drabble. Forgive me I got carried away.)

Warning: Its floofy, bad writing, bad english (forgive me english is my third language.).

Bucky groans in annoyance as he practically threw his weights away making his best friend laugh; standing on the other side of  gym.

“What song she’s listening to now?” Steve asked curiously; a big stupid grin on his face. 

“Some song known as Bubblegum Bitch.” Bucky groaned. 

“That’s actually not that bad of a song.” Natasha said as she turned of her treadmill; pausing to drink some water.

“Oh yeah? Try listening to it five times in a row.” Bucky complained, the frown still evident on his face. It’s 8 in the morning for god’s sake, how could be someone so cheerful. “And as if that’s not bad enough, she’s singing alone; quite loudly might I add. I swear to god if she listens to it one more time my head’s gonna explode.”

“Well that sounds like a bitch.” Steve commented before going back to his workout; thanking god that his and his soulmates music taste match. He could only imagine what Bucky was going through. 

“I’m Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips. Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss…..” You were singing on the top of your lungs as you took a shower. You couldn’t really get out to change it so you were listening to it on repeat; not that you mind; You love Marina. 

“Oh my god just shut it down already my head hurts.” You hear your roommate yell as she finally woke up from her deep slumber. “It’s 8 in the morning, on saturday. What is wrong with you?” She said pressing the pause button on the bluetooth speaker.

“Hey, I was listening to it.” You complained as you poked your head out of the shower to glare at your friend. 

“Y/n, you might be a morning person but not everyone is. Have you ever thought about him? Maybe he worked till late night and he woke up too early because of your songs. Maybe he can’t get enough rest because of you. Maybe he was just going to sleep when you started yelling on the top of your lungs.”

“I’m sorry.” You replied with a little pout; finally realising your mistake. 

Your songs had slowly started to become less loud and less frequent until one day they completely stopped. Bucky didn’t hear them at all. Bucky have to say he was happy at first but then slowly he had started to miss them; Although he would never admit it not even to himself.

He missed how you sang on the top of your lungs even after knowing how bad you were. Bucky missed your silly songs. He missed how you change the lyrics now and then and sing complete bullshit. He laughs every time you do that; but not any more. You had stopped singing for some reason.

At first it was just bugging him a little. He tried to listen to some jazz like he used to but he couldn’t find himself interested in any of it. Now he was just worried about you. Worried doesn’t even cut it. Why had you stopped listening to songs? Why had you stopped singing? Were you hurt? Physically? Emotionally? Has someone broke your heart? The mare thought made his blood boil. How could someone hurt such a bubbly person?

“I have to find her.” One day he stated out of the blue making his friend give him a confused look.

“Huh?” Steve asked having no Idea what his best friend was talking about.

“I have to find her. It’s been more than a week; she has stopped listening to songs at all.”

“Well, shouldn’t you be happy? You always complain about her taste in music.” Steve asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“I was at first. But now I’m worried, Steve. What if she’s hurt. I have to find her. I have to make sure she’s alright.” Bucky stood up running his hand through his hair. 

“But we don’t know anything about her, Buck.” Steve said.

“We have to find out than. Anyhow. I can’t just sit quiet anymore.”

“Okay okay, calm down. Let’s go outside. Have some coffee and fresh air and we’ll think about a plan.” Bucky nodded and followed his friend out of the tower.

“What are we doing here, Steve. I thought we were taking some fresh air with coffee.” Bucky complained but still followed him inside the mall. 

“The coffee shop around the corner closed last week, remember. The one here is the closest to the tower.” Bucky didn’t complain much as they made their way to the coffee shop. He was not in the mood anyway; the quieter he stays the quicker he could get their coffee and get out of here. 

They were waiting in line when a soft melody hit his ear. Not just his ear but in his head too, he knew she was listening to it. So different from the song he’s used to. A small smile smile started forming on his lips then suddenly he realised it was the same song that was being played in the mall,his eyes widened as he quickly looked around.

I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in

And follow my lead’

“What happened?” Steve asked when he saw the when he saw the look on his friend’s face. 

“She’s here. Steve, she’s here. She’s listening to this song.”

“Maybe it’s a coincidence, Buck.”

“No, No. I can feel it. She’s here. She never listen to this kind of music. I have to find her.” Not waiting for his friends reply Bucky ran out of the coffee shop. 

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.  

“He’s here.” You exclaimed making your friend look at you. 

“Maybe it’s just a coincidence, Y/n.”

“No. I can feel it. I know he’s hear. He never listen to this kind of music. I have to find him.” Not waiting for your friend’s reply you ran out of the store.

Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was

I will not give you up this time

Darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own

And in your eyes, you’re holding mine.

You were rushing around the ground floor of the mall. Searching madly for your soulmate when suddenly you bumped into a broad chest. Before you could fall due to the collision a strong hand grabbed your wrist and kept you from falling. When you looked up your breath hitched. He was gorgeous. Gray blue eyes looking down at you with a expression you couldn’t quite put together. No. No, Y/n. You have to look for him you can’t get attracted to some other guy now….no matter how gorgeous he is. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. I was looking for someone.” You said to the stranger and you realised your voice had gotten so much smaller. The song was getting louder in your head

“I’m sorry too. I was looking for someone as well.”

“I hope you find who you’re looking for.” You gave him a small smile.

“I hope you do too.” He smiled back. 

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, we’re listenin’ to our favorite song

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath

But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

As Bucky ran around looking for any sign he bumped into a small figure. His hand immediately jerked out to grab her wrist before she could fall. he looked down at the girl, clearly much younger than him, his breath hitched. To say that you were beautiful would be an understatement. Your bright y/e/c eyes looking up at him. He was so mesmerized by your beauty that he almost forgot that he was looking for someone.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. I was looking for someone.” You said to him and he could swear to god that it was the most melodious sound he ever heard. The music in his head got louder; a reminder of what he was doing. 

“I’m sorry too. I was looking for someone as well.”

“I hope you find who you’re looking for.” You gave him a small smile.

“I hope you do too.” He smiled back. His heart was beating loudly in his chest, he doesn’t know if it was because of you or his soulmate. That’s when a thought crossed his mind. And you turned and started walking he decided to test his theory and started singing.

“Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know..” You stopped in your tracks when you heard another voice. A slightly familiar voice, you’ve heard a few times before. You quickly turn around to see the stranger singing with a small smile on his face. “She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home.” He continued and you didn’t wait another minute before running up to him.

“I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets. To carry love, to carry children of our own” You sang together before you let out a small quite giggle because of your broken voice. “Hi.” You said taking the last step and standing toe to toe with him. 

“Hi, Doll.” His face matched the smile of yours. “I’ve been looking for you.” He stated and you don’t know what came over you but you threw your arms around him and pulled him in a hug. He didn’t waste another second as well to wrap his arms around you. 

“I’ve been looking for you too.” 

“Glad you found who you were looking for.” He said and you pulled away to look at his face. You really have to take time and thank god; he was so handsome.

“Me too. And I hope I don’t look as bad as I sound.” You joked.

“You are gorgeous.” He replied; eyes travelling all over your face. “Would you mind if I kiss you?” 

“Not at all.” You replied and he did. It was the sweetest kiss you’ve ever experienced. The song around you got louder; like the end of some cheesy romantic movie. 

That song, that song became your favourite. Both of yours. Even though neither of you listened to that genre it didn’t matter; It was perfect. 

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A/n: I swear I was trying to write something funny; I have no idea at what point it turned cute.