Bucky: Imagine Getting Paid For Being Cute.

Bucky: Imagine getting paid for being cute.

Steve: You would be rich.

Bucky: I-I...umm... *Blushes*

Is it funny that I thought of that at first...... But then I thought Bucky would think his soulmate is a baby and would never go looking for her.

They definitely went for a milkshake though....

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.

I Saw Your Girlfriend Naked (Dean x reader)

Dean Winchester x Reader x Castiel

Summary: Castiel walks in on you, Dean’s girlfriend; changing and sees you naked and now its awkward (This is inspired from the tv show FRIENDS when Chandler walked in on Rachel naked.)

Word Count:1.7k.

Warnings: crack, Language.

“Babe, Sammy and I are gonna go grab dinner. You sure you’ll be fine?” Your boyfriend asked you for the fifth time ever since you guys came back from the vampire hunt in town.

“Dean, for the last time. It was just a cut and Sam had stitched me up well. I’m doing fine.” You groaned and plopped down on the bed of the motel room door the three of you had gotten for the night.

“You call it just a cut? You almost bled out.” You looked at Sam for help and saw him smirking. Sam had never seen his brother so in love with someone, it's only been a few months since he’s gotten you two idiots to suck it up and admit your feelings for each other and ever since the two of you have been in your honeymoon phase; always holding hands or kissing or having sex or just touching each other in anyway possible. And even if it was annoying as hell Sam would never tell you that. It was so hard getting you two together in the first place and he would much rather go through this than go through all the sexual tension over again. 

“Babe, I’m fine. Just go. I’m hungry anyway, I can’t wait to eat any longer.”  You said getting up and walking in the circle of his arms. 

“Okay, but you call me if you need anything. Anything.” He said.

“Yeah. Just go now.” You replied pressing your lips to his in a deep kiss. His one arm wrapped around your waist and another hand came to grab the back of your neck. It was supposed to be a small kiss but soon it turned really heated as his tongue slipped in your mouth and his hand slipped on your ass while your hands went to the back of his head. You moaned into hiss mouth when he squeezed your buttcheek. 

You pulled away when you heard someone clearing their throat loudly and Dean turned to glare at his little brother for ruining the moment. 

“I can go by myself if you guys want and you know.....not come back for a few hours.” Sam suggested and before Dean could open his mouth to agree with him you replied. 

“No it's Okay. Dean, go I’m fine.” Your boyfriend groaned before pecking your lips for the last time and leaving the motel room all by yourself. 

As soon as the brothers left you let out a moan of pain. Your back and neck was stiff as fuck. You did not want to worry Dean or Sam more than they already were that’s why you didn’t say anything in front of them. You let out a groan as you massaged the back of your neck with your hands. You didn’t waste any more time and took your clothes off and ran into the attached bathroom of your motel room. Nothing a hot shower can’t fix right?

The water felt incredible against your skin. The force along with the warmth was almost orgasmic.  You rubbed the soap, that smelled like coconut and vanilla and looked like it has never been used, against your sensitive skin. When you were done washing yourself and wrapped the white towel around you before walking out of the bathroom. The brothers were still not back so it was safe putting on clothes here without the fear of someone walking in. 

You took off the towel and started drying your hair with it, humming to a tune of a song that you can’t quite remember the name of. Was is the beetles? Led zeppelin? 

You were busy in your thoughts when you heard the familiar sound of wings whipping. Before you could turn around you heard another familiar voice say

“Y/n?” You quickly turn around to face the dorky angel with a trenchcoat with wide eyes. The fact that you were completely naked slipped your mind as you just stared at him with a shocked expression for a few seconds before you finally snap back to your senses when you saw him staring at the bare skin of your chest with his head tilted.

“Oh my fucking God, CASTIEL. WHAT THE FUCK!?” You yelled while struggling to cover yourself with the towel. “What are you doing?” You yelled again looking at his face but his eyes were still glued to your chest which was now thankfully covered. “HEY! look at my face.” You said and he obeyed. “What the hell are you doing? You can’t just barge in on people, we talked about this.” 

“You prayed.” was his simple reply.

“Yeah. Six hours ago.” You said sarcastically. 

“I am sorry, I was busy.” He said and his eyes slipped back on your chest.

“You were busy? We almost died. Just get out okay, let me wear something.” You said but he didn’t budge and kept looking like a innocent puppy. 

“I can still see........Your breasticles.” He replied making your eyes wide as you looked down and covered yourself again. 

“Just get out, Cas.”

“I am sorry, they are very fascinating.” He said bluntly.

“CASSS! Get out.” You hissed out and then he was gone. You sighed and quickly got dressed before plopping down on the edge of your bed. 

That was some embarrassing stuff right there. You were replaying the whole event in your head when the door of the motel room opened and your boys walked in with dinner in both of their hands. 

“Hey.” Dean gave you a smile and walked up to you, putting the dinner aside and giving you a sweet kiss. “You look fresh.” He commented and pressed his lips against your wet hair.

“I took a shower.” 

“I thought we were gonna do that together.” He said. 

“Well, I don’t mind taking one again. Especially if it's with you.” You grabbed his collar and pulled him in for another kiss.

“Guys, I’m literally right here.” Sam said pulling a chair beside you so the three of you could have dinner together. As you dig in Sam and Dean continued telling you a story about this old lady who was constantly picking up fight with Sam in the diner. The three of you laughed along and you kept your story about the an angel walking in on you naked to yourself. 

The next morning the three of you left for the bunker and honestly you were a bit surprised Cas hasn’t paid you guys another visit since the incident. You thought he was embarrassed too but he’s an angel, do angels get embarrassed?

 After you reached the bunker you didn’t saw Cas for several more days. Until one evening you came out of your and Dean’s room and saw him sitting there in the library. You halted in your way for a second before continuing your way. You hadn’t forgotten about the incident and neither have Cas. You cleared your throat before greeting him.

“Cas.” You said and he gave you a nod without looking at you.

“Y/n.” 

Dean and Sam looked at each other with raised eyebrow, confused about the awkwardness between you and the Angel. 

“I’m going to the kitchen do you guys need anything?” You asked avoiding eye contact with the angel. 

“A beer would be fine.” Dean said. 

“Yeah me too.”

“Cas?” You asked still not looking at him but not wanting to be rude. 

“Same. I’ll have a beer too.” You quickly went to the kitchen and grabbed three beers for the boys and one diet coke for yourself. You walked back in the library handing your boyfriend and his brother their beer and then walked up to Cas.

He finally looked up at you only to stare at your chest again making you huff. Both the brothers noticed this and raise their eyebrows. 

“Cas.”

“Huh.”

“Your beer.” You said placing it in front of him. “You are starting again.” You pointed out to the oblivious angel.

“I am sorry, they are very-”

“Ya they are very fascinating, you said that earlier. Now stop staring.” You said and he finally obeyed and looked away.

“Wait wait wait. What are we missing?” It was your boyfriend who asked the question. 

“I saw her breasticles and now she’s mad at me.”

“He saw me naked and now he can’t stop staring at my boobs.” You both said in unison and saw as Sam tried to hold back his laughter. You glared at him and he held his hand up in surrender. 

“You saw her naked when?” Dean asked; a little pissed off at his angel friend.

“Yes, Cas, tell him when.” You said crossing your arms.

“A few days ago in Minnesota. She came out of the shower and I went inside the room.” Cas said.

“And why did you go inside the room?” Dean asked.

“She prayed.”

“Yes, six hours ago.” You repeated your words and that was it for Sam, he burst out laughing. 

“And now he has a boner.” the younger winchester pointed out and your cheeks heat up with embarrassment. Cas looked down innocently.

“Dude stop imagining my girlfriend naked.” Dean said.

“I am sorry but they are-”

“Very fascinating. We got that.” You and Dean completed his sentence. It was the first and you bet the only time you will ever see the angel embarrassed.  . . . . . Later that night you were in your and dean’s room getting ready for bed, wearing nothing but one of his large t shirt that you stole and your panty. Dean was already sitting on the bed, leaning against the bedpost reading something on his laptop. You crawled in the bed giving his a smirk and shut his laptop.

“Y/n, Babe, I was working on something.” He said but didn’t protest when you took the laptop from him and put it aside.

“You work too much. You need to relax.” You said in a seductive tone and started massaging his shoulder coaxing a moan out of him. “Do you want some help relaxing?” You whispered in his ear licking the shell of it. 

“God, babe. You will he end of me.” He said before grabbing you by your waist and turning you around so you were under him. You giggled his sudden action before he pushed his lips on yours. You moaned out into his mouth before pulling away and unbuttoning his shirt. 

After he was shirtless the two of you proceeded to take off your clothes. His eyes went directly to you bare chest and he let out a small chuckle.

“Cas was right.”

“Huh?”

“They are very fascinating.”

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A/n: This is something I wrote about three years back. I was rewatching friends and it just came to my mind. If its bad please forgive my 17 year old self.

“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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Give Me Some Sugar

Steve Rogers AU

Series Masterlist

Sugardaddy! Steve Rogers x Sugarbaby! Reader.

Summary: When young Y/n gets fired from one of her jobs she struggles to make enough money for college loans and Bills, that’s when she meets Steve. What Steve is looking for isn’t exactly a relationship, he just wants someone to look pretty in his arms and take care of his needs without asking many questions about his job.

Series Warnings: Salty reader, age gap, Sugardaddy and sugarbaby relationship and all the chaos that comes with it, SMUT (Obviously. Don’t try tell me you didn’t see that coming, Karen.), asshole people (Yup that’s a warning.),language more will be added later to the chapters.

Characters (as per the chapter): Y/n, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff. 

Words: 2,486. (It’s a small one, just like your Ex’s Dick. I’m sorry, I had to.) 

Chapter Warning: I have no Idea how much law colleges cost, Nothing specific other than that.

CHAPTER  SEVEN

When you got back to Wanda and Sharon’s apartment, Wanda couldn’t stop asking you about your weekend away with Steve. Sharon on the other hand was still giving you silent treatment. You stopped trying too. Sharon is a stubborn woman, if she has already decided that she won’t talk to you no one can make her talk to you, no one besides herself. 

“So.....Did you guys do it?” Wanda asked wiggling her eyebrows as soon as the blond woman left the apartment.

“No. We didn’t do it.” You watched the change of expressions on her face. 

“What do you mean you didn’t do it? You guys were together two nights. Two nights, Y/n and you’re telling me you didn’t do it.” She said; almost shocked by your revelation. 

“We were about to but then....” You started; too embarrassed to complete your sentence.

“Then what?”

By the time the two of you got back to the hotel you were a giggling mess; feeling like a teenage girl who was sneaking around with her crush. Your heart was fluttering with anticipation of what was going to happen next. He groaned lightly when he saw a few more people in the elevator; he wanted to fuck you right there but he settled for leaving small kisses in the bare skin of your neck. His breath tickled you and you laughed out loud earning a glare from the elderly women beside you. His hand didn’t leave you for a second; they were on your hips, your butt, everywhere until the two of you reached your suite. 

As soon as he closed the door of your suite he slammed you against it and captured your lips with his. One hand digging in your hip and the other sliding through the slit of your dress to the bare skin of your upper thigh. His fingers brushed against the already wet lace fabric covering your crotch, his lips swallowed your moan.  

His lips left yours only to travel down the path of your neck; sucking over the warm skin over your pulse; making you weak on your knees. Your hand shot up to tug on his hair and you head tilted sideways to give him more access; like you were inviting him to feast on the skin of your neck. Without saying anything he picked you up and carried you to the king size bed. 

Your clothes were ripped off your bodies in less than a minute. The growls leaving his lips were almost animalistic. You were pretty sure you wanted to go along, you wanted him to take you more than anything, you wanted him to make you his more than anything...until, until he slid his boxers down. You looked at the beast and all the confidence flew out of the window. You have only been with two people in your life and neither of them were that big. Saying that Steve was big would be an understatement, he was huge.There was no doubt that if only he went a little faster he would rip you apart. So before things could go any further you stopped him. 

When you finished your bit Wanda was laughing her ass off. You were looking at her with an annoyed expression. 

“This is not funny, Wands.” You said in a slightly scolding tone. 

“You got scared of his Dick?” She asked as if she wasn’t believing what she just heard. 

“I wasn’t scared,I was.....intimidated, there's a difference. And if only you have seen it you would be scared too. He is Huge, Wands.” 

“Oh, poor baby. Come here.” She opened her arms, stifling her her laugh and you slid in. “So, What did you tell him?” 

“Steve.” You started as he approached the bed. “Steve, wait.” You said putting a hand on his chest before he could go any further. “Yeah?” He asked out of breath, eyes blown with lust as he looked down at you. Eyes lingering a little longer on the bare skin of your breast as they heaved from lack of oxygen. 

“I don’t think I’m ready.” You said and his eyes snapped to yours with confusion. 

“Huh?” He asked as if he couldn’t hear you the first time. 

“I don’t think I’m ready to go any further.” He sighed and without saying anything got up and went straight to the bathroom. 

“Was he mad?” Wanda asked with a frown. 

“Oh no. He wasn’t mad. He came back, we slept, he was nice to me and we just came back.” I told her with a smile.

“So are you gonna tell him, that you didn’t do it because you were scared of his Dick.” 

“Again, I wasn’t scared, I was a little intimidated, there’s a difference. And no, what could he possibly do about it? Chop it smaller?” 

“Maybe?”

“Hey, it's not funny.” 

“Okay, okay. But seriously you should tell him.” Wanda said and you didn’t say anything to that. Maybe you should. But you don’t have to think about it right now. 

You were getting ready for your bed that night when your phone buzzed. A big smile spread on your face involuntarily when you read the name on the screen and the text that the said person has sent. It was a simple ‘Busy?’ but it was enough to make you feel weird in your stomach again. 

‘No, just getting ready for bed.’ You hit send and you slipped under the cover beside Wanda, who was fast asleep. “What were you doing?” 

‘Just finished meeting with a client.’ He replied almost instantly. 

‘You’re not home yet?’

‘I’m on my way.’  He replied. The next two hours flew by. When you looked at the clock it was already 1 in the morning. Your eyes widen. You had work and college tomorrow. So with a heavy heart you unwillingly told him good night. 

Before going to sleep you checked your emails and saw one from your college. They said they wanted to meet you tomorrow, something regarding the college bills. You decided to meet them tomorrow.

Next afternoon you found you found yourself standing outside your accountant’s office, biting your nail in anticipation. The email didn’t mention the actual reason, it just said something related to your college fees. Fuck them for not being clear over the emails. When the other student finally walked out of the office you knocked on it. A gruff voice told you to come in and you walked inside. 

It’s been so long that you have visited this office that you had almost forgotten how Mr. Grylls actually looked. “Mr. Grylls? I’m Y/n Y/l/n. I got an email.”

“Oh yes, Ms. Y/l/n, please take a seat.” Mr. Grylls said pulling out a file which you assumed was yours. 

“What is it about, sir?” You asked with a nervous smile.

“Oh no, Don’t worry Ms. Y/l/n. It’s nothing bad. I just wanted to inform you that all your loan and future expenses has been cleared.” He said leaving a surprised look on your face. There was silence in the room for a whole minute, you were too surprised to say anything.

“What?” You finally asked. Mr Grylls realized you had no idea about anything. 

“Your-”

“Yes I heard you. By whom?” You asked with an unexpected harsh tone that you instantly felt bad about. 

“Mr. Steve Rogers.”  He replied and if I said you were surprised before...you were downright shocked now. You half expected your parents but Steve? Why the hell would he pay for your college bills? 

“Are you sure, sir?” You asked “Maybe there’s a misunderstanding.” 

“No, Ms. Y/l/n there is no misunderstanding. Mr. Rogers paid all your bills.” When you left Mr. Grylls office you were fuming. What the hell was he trying to show exactly? Did he think of you as a charity case? Was he showing how ‘humble’ and ‘Generous’ he is? What was the point of all this?

You didn’t wait for your study group and went straight to Wanda’s apartment. You will go to meet Steve and give him a piece of mind. When you reached the apartment you took out the extra key Wanda gave you and got inside mumbly some not nice profound words for a certain man. You kicked off your shoes and was about to take out your phone from your bag when you saw a figure sitting in the living room. You were almost surprised to see him there. He was looking at you with a big smile on his face like he was very proud of something he has recently done. 

“What are you doing here?” You asked not even trying to hide your anger. 

“I invited him in, hope it’s okay.” It was Wanda’s voice as she emerged from the kitchen with a cup of coffee in her hand. You looked at her and then back at him and then back at her. Wanda could almost sense the tension between the two of you so before the either of you could utter a word she spoke up again. “I think Sharon asked me to pick her up. I’m gonna go. Your coffee.” She handed the cup to Steve and sprinted out of the apartment before Steve to say Thank you.

“What are you doing here?” You asked your previous question with a much calmer tone, trying to be mature. 

“I just wanted to see you.” He said with a small frown.

“Oh you just wanted to see me?” You repeated his words with a sarcastic tone. 

“I thought you would be happy to  see me, are you not? Did I do something wrong?” He asked, genuinely confused. Either he was used to just blowing away his money or he is just a really good actor, either way he was not helping himself at all. 

“For fuck’s sake, Steve, do not act like you don’t know what you did.” You said.

“Well, there are a few things that I have done in my life, I don’t exactly know which one you are mad about.” 

“Oh don’t you dare try and and act smart. What the fuck is this?” you said taking out the copy of receipt Mr. Grylls has given you and shoving it in his face. 

He only took a second to look at the papers before looking back at you. “Oh that.” Was his response which made you raise an eyebrows. 

“Oh that. Oh that? It’s not Oh that, Steve. Its 300,000 dollars.” You said. “But what is it to you, right. It’s nothing for you. But not for me okay? It’s not nothing for me. Money is not nothing for me. I earn what I have and I would like to keep it that way. You pay 1000 dollars for my drinks and refuse to take it back, You give me 100 dollars for tips, but this, this is too much. What are you trying to show. That you can just buy everything? You can buy everyone?” You asked and he was silent, Looking at your face as you lashed out on him. “Is it because I told you I lost my job, I’m homeless, do you think I’m a charity case? Or oh my god is it because I didn’t sleep with you, are you trying to-”

“What, No. God No.” 

“Then what are you trying to do? Because I do not understand. You took me to your party as your date and now you are paying for my college expenses? What is this exactly? I can’t live like this Steve, I can’t, I need to pay you back, It can take time but I need to.”

“Fine. Pay me back.” You were confused for a second, did he just agree with you? without any conditions? “But.” Oh there it is. “I won’t accept money.” You frowned again. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” You said with a confused frown.

“Work for me.” 

“Oh right, because I’m just so qualified to work under your company.” You voice was laced with sarcasm. 

“You are not gonna work under my company, you are gonna work under me. It’s not an office job.” He replied, not really helping you with your confusion. “You’ll have to accompany me, to every business party, every gala that I attend. No matter in which part of country or world it is, you have to accompany me. You can pay me back like that.” You stayed silent for a second, considering his offer, not like you have any other choice. 

“That’s it?”

“It’s not as easy as it sounds, Y/n. You have to help me find clients, You have to talk to people at the Gala. You are not just going as my date, you are my representative, you will make me look good.” 

“And what if I mess up?” 

“Then you mess up my company, probably my whole job.”

“That’s a hell of a responsibility.” 

“It is. No one is forcing you. Just say no, I’ll be on my merry way and won’t bother you again.” You won’t lie, you did consider it for a second. 

“What about the money?”

“I told you already, I’m not accepting any money.”

“So I’ll just have to live under the weight of your 300,000 dollars for the rest of my life?”

“Or, you could just say yes. No pressure, take your time. I’m right here.” He said sitting back on the couch, sipping his coffee while you just stood there, dumbfounded. A few minutes later you came up with a reply. 

“Why me?”

“Why you? Well, you are smart, Intelligent and you are beautiful there’s no doubt in that. People liked you at the party, specially Tony liked you, which is kind of uncommon.....and, I like you. very much.” He admitted.

“You do?” 

“Was there a doubt? Don’t you? Like me?” He stood up again and walked closer to you, not taking eyes off of your face. 

“I-I guess.” You said, gulping down your own saliva. 

“Then is it a yes?” He said, not stopping till you were toe to toe, you were looking up at him while biting your lips. Damn he was so handsome, it was so hard saying no to him, not that you were going to anyway. 

“Yes.” You whispered. 

“Good choice. Be ready tomorrow, we are going on a date.”

“A date?”

“I just said I liked you didn’t I?” 

“Ummhmm.” He was so close to you now that it was getting hard to breath for you. 

“I’ll pick you up at three.” He grabbed his jacket and walked past you to the gate but stopped. “Also, Y/n.” He said and just as you turned around he grabbed you by your waist, putting one hand on the back of your neck he pulled your lips on his, giving you a bruising kiss. “Do not yell at me again.” And with that he walked out. 

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A/N- Oh my god, guys, how long has it been? 5 years? I’ll be honest with you, no jokes. I haven’t been writing because I’ve been dealing with some mental health issues lately. I hope you all doing well, please take care of your mental health too in this pandemic, it is just as important as your physical health. 

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I wrote this a while ago and I was really not sure about this then one day I was going through my sixty something drafts and I was like let's just give it a try and it makes me cry that people actually like it because I was just so unsure about it at first.

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Violent Behavior (Bucky x reader) - One Shot

Bucky Barnes x Reader. (College AU)

Summary: Bucky Barnes has anger management issues, when he gets angry he’s worse than the hulk and there’s only one person who can calm him down.

Word count: 12.1k (I know its scary. I’m so sorry and i hoe its worth it.)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Anger management issues, manipulation, violence (think the title pretty much gives it.) Smut, unprotected sex (please wrap it before you tap it don’t listen to anything I said down there.) ANGST, language.

Italics = flashback

“Bucky.” That word, that single word along with the look of pure terror on your friend’s face was enough for you to know what she was talking about, it was probably enough for the whole class to know what she was talking about. Every single eye was on you as you looked at Natasha standing on the door, even your professor stopped his lecture. Generally you hate this kind of attention but right now, right now it was the least of your concern as you jumped up from your seat and bolted toward the door; ignoring your teacher’s calls for you. You followed Nat out of the door and followed her toward what you assume now was the football court. 

As you reached the sports arena your heart almost jumped to your throat as you took in the scene in front of you. There he was straddling a guy whose face was beyond recognition by now. He was repeatedly throwing punches at him like a wild animal. The look on his face was enough to scare anyone, anyone but you. There was a time when you used to be scared of it too but not anymore. You quickly ran toward them.

“Bucky. Bucky stop.” You said wrapping your hand around his bicep and trying to lift him off of the poor guy. He was too heavy for you. “STOP IT RIGHT NOW, BUCKY. STOP.” You yelled and at first he tried to pry his arm away that was until he saw your face. He stilled. Stopped punching the man and you dragged him off of him. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?” You yelled at your boyfriend as he looked anywhere but at your face. Then you looked at the guy he was beating, his whole face was bloody but as bad as it made you sound he was least of your concern, yes you did feel bad for the bastard but your mind was too busy concerning about Bucky. You don’t know what would have happened if you came here a little later. “Someone please get him to the medical room.” You requested to particularly no one. A few boys came forward but they backed away as soon as Bucky growled out “NO. No one takes him to the medical room.” You were practically blocking him from getting to anyone else, specially to the boy on the ground. You knew Bucky would never put hands on you in a bad way or shove you aside.

“Bucky he’s hurt.” You said glaring at your boyfriend.

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