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Promise? |Bucky x Reader
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Summary: Reader fucks up a mission so Bucky cheers her up.
Words: 2,2k
Warnings: a little, tiny bit of smut
A/N: This is my first time writing something even remotely smutty, so please give me a review on how you found it and if you requests, go ahead ^^
You threw your bag on the little armchair in the corner of your room. It had been a very long day to say the least, the mission, just like every other mission in the last months since you joined the team, ended in a disaster. Everybody was hurt because you made a mistake, again. Well, to be fair, nobody’s hurt bad, but nobody’s without a scratch either.
You’re not in the mood to join the others down in the living room on the common “after mission” parties, tonight you just want to bath in self-loathing, literally. You move to the little bathroom connected to your room and switch the light on the bathroom mirror on. Slowly you drag your hoodie over your body, careful not to move too much, since everything’s still hurting. At least you’ve gotten messed up the worst, so the others didn’t have to face it that bad.
Warm water is running in the bathtub as you remove all your excess clothing. You throw some bath salt in the tub and dim the light, then you slowly sink into the warmth all around you. The water encircles your body like a warm hug, and you let yourself drown into the feeling of defying gravity.
The mission was settled in outer south of Utah. In some old farm that was used by a few people to create new weapons based on the current new smartwatches out there. Something of the hardware was exchanged to explode by a triggered action. You didn’t really understand all that technic stuff but surely you could differentiate between a normal watch and one that will blow your hand right off the wrist. At least so you thought. Because during the mission you proved yourself as the least useful Avenger, since the only thing you did was standing in between Natasha and Tony who screamed at each other while they rewrote the code. So, you just stood there and tried to be helpful through looking around and finding the trigger.
The best part of the mission was then when you tried to solve the problem by destroying the trigger. Well bitch guess what, when you destroyed the trigger you more like pulled the trigger, causing all the 300 watches stored in the farm hall to explode around you.
Of course, it was bad how the mission ended, although with your action the watches were destroyed, and the code was gladly rewritten by the others, so technically the problem was solved, mission completed.
But also, one consequence of your useful action was that everybody was practically catapulted around. But with you standing in the middle of the hall you took definitely the hardest blow, pushing the air right out of chest and making it hard to breathe on the hours back to the compound.
You took a deep breath and sunk deeper into the water, head under water you finally got a few seconds of quiet before you needed to get back up and be reminded of how embarrassing this whole deal had been. Again, and again, you sank into the water, only taking deep breaths occasionally a minute or so.
You’ve just sunk down another time and didn’t notice the voice that was softly calling out your name in front of your bedroom door. “Y/N? I’m coming in!”, he said and pushed into your bedroom, which he found empty except the backpack, still fully packed and dusty. “Y/N?”, he called out again, but you didn’t hear him. “Are you in there?”, he asked and knocked on the bathroom door. The door gave in and slowly leaped open, revealing your clothes splattered across the floor and a bathtub with only your legs dangling of the edge.
Sunken in your thoughts you didn’t notice the man bowed over the tub until an ice-cold hand closes around your upper arm and drags you up. Surprised you swallow one, two breaths of water and cough them all out, clawing at the edge off the tub. Gasping for air you meet the grey eyes of the one and only Bucky Barnes, the man of your dreams, the most handsom- “WTF, Y/N!? Were you trying to fucking drown yourself?”.
You spit another wave of water out of your throat. “What?”, you stumble. “Don’t scare me like that!”, Bucky screamed and reached for a towel to dry his arm. You took a glance down and tried to discretely scoop the foam on the water on your upper body to cover everything.
“What, Bucky, I was just taking a bath, trying to calm my nerves you know?”, you say, but advert his eyes, hiding from his worried eyes. “And you always, like, kinda drown yourself when you bath?”, he asked and pointed vaguely to your body. “I was relaxing!”, you huff out and cross your arms over your chest. Making you awfully aware in what position you are in front of him.
“You are missing for an hour already, seems like you forgot the time”, he grabbed another towel from the little cabinet next to the door holding it out to you. “Come on, the others are waiting.” You take the towel from him and he turns around, leaving you privacy so you can step out of the tub. “I don’t wanna see the others right now, I’m not in the mood for a lecture from Mr America himself”, you sigh and wrap the towel around your body.
Bucky turns back around while you unplug the tub and push your clothes out of the way with your feet when you stumbled over to the sink. “They’re not wanting to give you a lecture, they’re concerned.” You raise an eyebrow, making eye contact with him in the mirror. “Concerned? That I’m not good enough to be an avenger?”, “No, that you’re trying to drown yourself because you feel guilty cause the mission went bad”. “Busted”, you sigh and turn around, leaning against the sink.
“But I wasn’t trying to drown myself!”, you quickly add and now its his turn to raise his eyebrows. “Aren’t they, like, really mad at me?”, you pick up the clothes you shed and throw them in the laundry hamper. “No, not really. But you shouldn’t worry about them”, he said. “How about you start to worry about what will happen if you continue to fuck up on the missions like that? You’re gonna really kill yourself some day if you continue with that ´I’m gonna survive everything attitude`”
“Am not!”, you pouted. “And what do you even care if I kill myself off?”. Of course, you had to say something like that, it would be too easy to just accept that you are pretty reckless on missions. But of course, you had to provoke him and now you would get hurt.
“Do you think you are nothing to us?”, he asked, seeming really angry. “Don’t act like that, you didn’t like me the minute I walked into the compound”, you said and looked to the floor, now again painfully reminded that you were only wearing a towel. “I know you don’t really like me; I don’t think anybody of you really likes me, except maybe peter, but he’s practically a golden retriever.”
Bucky took a step towards you. “Is that really what you think, cause I’m pretty sure you know that everyone of us would take a bullet for you”, his voice grew darker. “Is that so?”, you asked. You had to look up to him now that he was this close to you. The air around you had drastically changed.
You were attracted to Bucky since the beginning of your time in the compound. You couldn’t deny that him being this close to you and you only wearing a towel was making your body heat up and the pit of your belly cramp up with excitement.
“Yes, all that time, from the time you first walked into the compound, all I ever wanted to do is show you how beautiful you look.”, his metal arm sneaked around your waist to balance his weight on the rim of the sink. You were inches apart and you could feel his warm breath on your wet skin. “But all you ever did, was recklessly throw yourself into one risk after another, making it impossible to even get near to you without having a near death experience.”
His head dipped low, on a level with your ear. “And now I am actually alone with you, and you are dripping wet.” To emphasize his words a drip of water ran from your hair down your neck, his eyes following it travel down your chest and into the towel. You arched your back, pressing your chest against his, the knot of the towel hanging on for dear life. “I’m sorry, I guess I just don’t know how to appreciate my life.”, you tilt your head up, his breath sinking on your neck. “Will you show me how good life can be?”, you whispered.
His other hand snaked up your thigh, fiddling with the hem of your towel. Your breath hitched and you gasped against his neck. “Will you show me how beautiful I am? Cause I’m pretty sure I could show you more than you could show me.” You tiptoed to graze his ear with your teeth. “It takes a pretty good stamina to throw yourself into near death experiences.”
That cut the thread, Bucky let out a deep growl and his hands gripped the edge of your towel, yanking it hard of your body. His mouth sank down on your neck, sucking rough patches on your wet skin. A gasp escaped your mouth, and you pushed your hands against his chest, moving up and cupping his chin, pushing his mouth up. Love drunken and definitely horny you slammed your lips on his.
His hands drove all over your body while you rather gently licked his lips for entrance, he immediately opened and his tongue pushed greedy against yours, a fight for dominance. You trailed your hand down towards his pants, letting your fingertips brush under the hem of his shirt, just above the edge of his belt. He growled deeply, which you answered with a teasing bite to his lip.
He left your lips to slowly trail down your neck and sucked another deep purple patch against your collarbone. You threw your head back, your hands coming up to thread in his hair, pulling softly, which only made him emit another deep growl.
His lips went deeper, and you gasped sharply when his lips softly feathered over your nipple. He left a light kiss on top off it, so contrary to the rough sinful kisses you’ve shared just now. He circled the nipple slowly with his tongue, but then he placed his lips around your soft flesh, sucking harshly. You let out a pleading cry, moaning his name.
“Bucky!”, you gasped, you pulled hard on his hair, your knees getting weak. His Flesh hand snaked around your waist, holding you uptight, while his metal fingers crept up your body to play with the other peak on your breast.
You slowly got yourself on steady and his arm left your waist to caress your side. You sharply sucked the air in when his hand wandered over a particularly sore part on your ribs. “Don’t- don’t do this”, you whispered as he let his fingers carefully wander up and down your ribs again. “Bucky”, you pleaded desperate as his lips around your nipple came to a rest.
“WTF, Y/N?!”, he exclaimed and pulled away. You whined when his metal hand also left your body. “Don’t stop”, you whined and looked down at bucky who was still on eye level with your chest but now was more interested in your side. “Y/N, why didn’t you say something?”, he asked and carefully still tasted around a dark purple almost black mark that was caressing your side, from your hips up to your rips.
“Its nothing big, just a little bruise”, you said, reaching for his jaw, trying to pull him into another kiss. He leaned out of your touch “This, is not what I consider small, you should let that get checked out” “Noo”, you whined. “I don’t need to get this checked out, its literally just a bruise”.
Bucky raised an eyebrow. “Really?”, he pushed his fingertips into your side, elicit you are painful gasp. “Cause to me it seems more like a broken rib” You pouted. “Why did you need to do this, it was getting so good!”, you whined as he already stepped away from you and started to pick up your clothes.
He sighed and turned towards you. “Okay, doll, well make a deal”, he pressed your clothes into your arms. “You will get this treated and once you’re pain free, I will fuck you into oblivion” You look at him suspicious then you hold out your pinkie. “Promise?”, you asked. He chuckled “Sure”; he interlocked your pinkies. “I promise I will fuck you into oblivion.”
“That’s what I like”, you smirked and started to put on your clothes.
Y/N: Please tell me things haven't gone further out of control.
Bucky: They have not.
Y/N: Are you being honest?
Bucky: ...No.
I don’t know if I’m original for coming up with this like idea (probably not I feel like I’ve never had an original idea in my life) but my half awake/ cold induced brain was like Yk what would be cool?? Bucky Barns x reader x Jason Todd either love triangle or polycule. I also sat there and was like Bucky and Jason are damn near the same mf idk I need someone to write this or point me into the direction of what I’m looking for 🫡👀
Update to this post: I made a fic it’s a Bucky x reader x Jason poly fic It’s my first one so I’m sorry if it’s not good but if you read it hope you like it it’s just a little one shot 🖤
Their Light | Bucky x reader x Jason
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x GN!Reader X Jason Todd WC: 1,294 CW: Fluff, kinda angsty, slight talks of anxiety, no use of Y/N, Poly relationship Authors Note: I had this idea the other day and I loved it but I couldn't find anything on this. I never wrote a fic before so this is my first one so im sorry if you hate it
Summary: Just you loving Bucky and Jason
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“Buckyyyy.." Bucky couldn't help but smile a little at hearing you whine.
"Yes doll?" Bucky said, looking up at you.
"What time did Jay say he was coming home?" You asked with a slight pout. Bucky chuckled and smiled softly at your pouting and at the mention of Jason.
When Bucky came back to himself, when he could finally be done being The Winter Soldier, he felt that he was unworthy of love from anyone so he pushed the idea away. Then reluctantly became a member of The earth's mightiest heroes.
Then Bucky made a choice to leave the Avenger to leave New York for Gotham to retire and finally just be James Buchanan Barnes he didn't think that he'd fall for anyone. He wasn’t supposed to fall for anyone.
After everything he did, all the people he hurt, people he killed, the lives he forever altered he thought love would never be in the cards for a guy like him, so it wasn't in the plan to fall for anyone. Especially someone who was a vigilante.
A person who helped keep the citizens of Gotham safe. He didn't think he'd fall for someone let alone Jason, let alone The Red Hood. But he did.
He got lucky with not only finding someone as loving and caring as you but also someone like Jason.
Jason and Bucky understood one another better than he thought two people could ever understand each other. They could walk hand in hand through the darkness in a way no one ever could for either of them, they both had done things that they've grown to regret, things that made them hate themselves, that have made them feel undeserving of love from anyone, undeserving of anyone caring for them.
But then they found each other, then they found you.
You brought them out of the dark, you were a light, their light. You help remind them that there's more to them than the darkness that they carry, that they deserved light despite everything that happened, everything that they had done or whatever they went through.
"He didn't say doll. He should be back any minute, he's usually done around this time." Bucky said while grabbing your hand and giving it a light squeeze to try and help reassure you.
You sighed and closed your eyes, trying to ground yourself for a moment, to lessen the anxiety and the stress you felt. You knew Jason would be home soon. You knew that. You only asked to get some kind of reassurance.
Jason had been a vigilante for years, he knew what he was doing, but accidents happen. Accidents have happened to Jason. But that was before you and Bucky.
The three of you didn't know each other before Jason died you never knew Jason as the trouble making kid that tried to steal tires off the Batmobile in Crime Alley. The kid that got taken away from Bruce, Dick and Alfred too soon. You both got there after. After Red Hood first came (or came back) to Gotham after the fighting, the pushing and pulling between The Batman and Red Hood.
You open your eyes when you hear the window in the kitchen that leads to the fire escape open. You get up from where you and Bucky were sitting in the living room to walk to the kitchen to see someone crawling through the window. That person was your other boyfriend, the infamous Jason Peter Todd. You can't help the smile that spreads across your face when you see him in the kitchen still in his gear from his patrol.
You always felt better when both of your boys were home, where you knew they were safe.
Jason takes off his helmet and looks at you with a smile as you walk up to him to wrap yourself around him. He holds you, his arms wrapped around your back while your arms are around his back, while your head goes on his chest.
"Hi sweets." Jason says softly after kissing the top of your head.
He knows how anxious you can get when he's on patrol so he always gives you a second when he gets back to help reassure you that he's really there. That he's home, he's safe. It only takes a few more seconds before you feel another large body pressed into your back, its Bucky, now you're squished between two of your favorite people.
You treasure moments like this.
While Bucky and Jason greet each other and talk, you sit there and just soak up the moment. You can hear them talk but nothing is really registering to you at the moment. After a little while Bucky pulls away and then Jason grabs your chin with his thumb and pointer finger making you look up at him.
"I'm gonna go shower, alright sweets?" Jason said with a small smile then kisses your head softly as you give a small nod and then he goes off to your shared bedroom.
"Are you okay doll?" Bucky asks after a second.
"Yeah I'm fine, just you know my anxiety can get the best of me sometimes." You say with a small shrug, bucky looks at you with a small smile and wraps his arms around you.
"It's okay I know your mind can get the best of you sometimes but he's safe and he's home okay?" you nod and just lean into bucky for a minute.
"Let's get dinner warmed up doll." Bucky says after a few minutes and you nod at him with a smile.
You and Bucky start to warm up the pasta and chicken that was made earlier. You like eating with all three of you together as much as possible so on nights when you knew Jason or Bucky wouldn't be home till kinda late you'd make dinner so that it can be warmer up later so all of you could eat together.
It was important to you to spend that time together, that was one of the things both men loved about you how you always valued the small moments.
After a few minutes of you and Bucky warming up food, laughing and talking, Jason comes out with black sweats on and towel draped over his wet hair.
He smiles at the sight of you and Bucky just laughing and smiling at each other, it's one of his favorite things to see. The two people he loves more than anything being happy and in love.
Jason walks up behind Bucky and wraps his arms around him and then smiles at you, Bucky smiles and looks over his shoulder at Jason and gives him a kiss after a few seconds they pull away and smile at each other. You can't help but let the sight warm your heart. Jason pulled away from Bucky to walk towards you and put his hands on the counter you were leaning on trapping you between the counter and him, he smiles down at you and gives you a kiss that shamelessly shakes you to your core.
When he pulls away from the kiss, you smile at him and he looks at you with those green eyes that you love so much, those eyes that make you melt in an instant.
"Dinner smells good sweets, Thanks for waiting for me, both of you." Jason says and at the end of his sentence he looks over his shoulder at Bucky while Bucky looks at you both with a smile on his face.
"We'll always wait for you Jay." You say hugging Jason while Bucky walks behind him to hug both of you sandwiching Jason in between you and Bucky.
"Always.” Bucky says without hesitation kissing Jason's head
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MASTERLIST
CHRIS EVANS
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Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 4.1 // Part 5 // Part6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 9.5 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 //Part 15 // Part 16// Part 17 // Part 18// Part 19 // Part 20// Part 21 [Complete ✔️]
Happy birthday Mr Evans
ONE CHICAGO
Then I Met You (on going):
Summery: your life had never been easy and then you met him
Pairing: Kelly Severide x Reader / Matt Casey & Reader (platonic)
teaser //Part 1// Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 (coming soon)
Matchmaking (Jay Halstead x Reader)
HENRY CAVILL MASTERLIST
The one with the thirsty tweets // Part 2
The one with the one night stand (multi-chapter story) // Part 2 // Part 3// Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6// (coming soon)
The one with the who’d you rather
The one with the disguise (Charles Brandon x reader)
The one with his personal Lois Lane
The one with the misunderstanding
The one with “Spill your Guts”
The one with the Advent Calendar(Day1)// (Day2)// (Day 3)// (Day4)// (Day5)//
Feeding the Army (Captain Syverson x reader)
The one with the Call her daddy podcast
The one with we were on a break
9-1-1
Are you Jealous? (Eddie Diaz x Reader)
Fate’s fault
MARVEL
Till I’ll find you again (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Winter (Bucky Barnes x Reader)// Part 2
SEAL TEAM
The bet (Eric Blackburn x reader)
CHARLES LECLERC
Social media 1// part 2// part 3// part 4 // part 5// Part 6 [Complete ✔️]
The Investigation
Win it all
Levitating (Instagram one shot)
Pole king… (and queen) (Smau one shot)// Blurb
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Till I’ll find you again
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Summery: You finally find Bucky again.
This is set during 1x03 of “The falcon and the winter soldier”. So it’s canon compliant until then, and also there’s spoilers for the third episode (kinda).
“It’s not the time guys”- Sharon said while rolling her eyes. People were shooting at them, they were out of ammos and Bucky and Sam were wasting time arguing. They needed to find a way out and soon
And then silence...
No one was shooting anymore, there was completely and utterly silence.
Bucky, Sam and Sharon slowly came out of their hiding spot, still on high alert: it was impossible that everyone decided to give up on them.
“Hey baby”- a voice said.
It was a voice Bucky hadn’t heard in years, a voice he hadn’t heard since Bucarest. A voice he thought he would have never heard again.
He had met you in Bucarest while trying to enter your house, he had been an asshole and, after showing him that no one messes with you, you had showed him your best side. A side that not everyone got to see.
“Who the hell are you”- said Sam bringing Buck back to the present.
She was sitting on a compartment, her legs crossed with a machine gun in her right arm, like she didn’t have a care in the world. She was still as breathtaking as the first time he had met her
“Y/n?!”- Bucky said unsure
“Who the hell is Y/n?”- Sam asked
Y/n jumped of the compartment laughing and jumping in Bucky’s arm, her legs around his waist. She didn’t waste another minute and kissed the man she had been looking for years.
Fuck Buck had missed her
“I missed you Doll”- Bucky couldn’t let her think for even a minute otherwise
“Can someone explain to me what the hell is going on and who is this chick?”
“This is Y/n my girlfriend”- Bucky said to Sam
“Your what now?”- Sam was even more confused than before but neither of them cared at the moment
“I came back looking for you I promised. But they told me you were dead”- Bucky told Y/n while caressing her cheek.
“I waited for you but after a while I made myself some enemies, you know how I am. So I had to stage my death before leaving Bucarest, I didn’t want trouble following me. Beside back then you had been dusted and I... fuck baby I didn’t think you would be back. I’ve been looking for you ever since everyone was brought back”- you explained
“Ok ok time out. I really need more context here Bucky”- Sam wasn’t having any of it.
“I’m afraid we don’t have time”- Zemo was suddenly behind your back.-“more company is coming. Let’s go”
“You owe me Sam”- Sharon said before leaving. You had completely forgotten about her, you looked at her while she left. But before you could ask Buck about her, you heard people coming, you hadn’t much time left and you knew what you had to do.
“Go, I’ll buy you guys some time”- you said without a second thoughts
“I’m not leaving without you again”- Bucky said and damn it if you didn’t love this man.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll find you again and sooner this time”- you kissed him with all the love and passion you had suppressed all those years during which you thought he was dead.
“This is lovely but we don’t have time for this”- Zemo said while running to the car
You could see Bucky didn’t want to leave you but you winked at him trying to be reassuring. Before they could leave though, you went to Zemo and harshly grabbed his hair
“You fuck with him and you’ll find out that there is worse than the Winter Soldier”- you said-“you heard me?”
“Yes”-
“Yes what?”- you smirked pulling his hair harder with one hand and pressing your nails to his face with the other
“Yes ma’am”
“That’s better. Now go”- you closed the car door and let them leave -“IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU SAM, ILL SEE YOU SOON BOYS. I LOVE YOU BABY”- you screamed before starting to shoot
“She’s crazy”- Sam said to Bucky in the car
“Don’t talk about her like that. She’s majestic”- Bucky glared
“She’s going to die”- Zemo smirked
“No she’s not... once again she’s majestic”- Bucky was smiling, he knew he would see you again, no one could stop you
“How did you two meet again?”- Sam asked, one thing was sure if this girl could make Bucky smile like an idiot in love she was something for sure.
“She kicked my ass in Bucarest”- Buck shrugged -“and then she let me stay at her place for a while. It’s where you and Steve found me later”
“She kicked your ass?!”- Sam smirked and Zemo gulped scared of you a little bit now. “How come she wasn’t with you when Steve found you”
“I knew I was being followed, so we separated, I promised her I would come back for her after a couple of weeks once I had lost you, but then you know what happened after that. I thought looking for her before going to Wakanda but... anyway then I got dusted, so it didn’t matter. When they brought us back, I went looking for her finally, but rumors said she was dead”
“What is she?”- Zemo asked and Bucky glared
“She’s not a super soldier if it’s what you’re asking. Beside you touch her I kill you, I don’t care how useful you are”
“You’re perfect for each other, she threatened me too”
“I know”- Bucky smirked
“What the hell it’s happening?”- Sam was so confused: a chick, Bucky’s chick apparently, came from nowhere, saved their asses and now Bucky was smirking... it was stranger than aliens
Note: Reader is a mutant in my head, I decided not to go into the specific of it, because I don’t know if I want to write more of this in the future.
Anyway... this is my first Bucky fic 😱
English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes.
FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME AND APPRECIATED ❤️
Masterlist
Winter
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summery: you just missed him… you missed Winter
“So if that’s all Cap-“ Tony started saying but an alarm interrupted him. “What… FRIDAY? What’s going on?”
“Someone unauthorized accessed the perimeter sir”- FRIDAY said and everyone at that was ready to fight already
“FRIDAY Why didn’t you stop them?”
“I couldn’t Mr Stark”
“What… FRIDAY-“
“Tony we don’t have time for this”- Steve said while exiting the room
“I just don’t understand, FRIDAY should have stopped anyone from entering and let us know someone was trying to…”
“Yeah Tony that’s not really reassuring ”- Sam snarked
“That wasn’t my intention, birdboy”
“Guys stop it, this is not the moment. FRIDAY where is the intruder?”-Steve said trying to regain the control of the situation, because even if now wasn’t the right time to talk about it, he shared Tony’s concerns: something wasn’t right he could feel it, FRIDAY had always been able to stop anyone who tried to enter the compound, so why hadn’t she now? What was different about this one?
“She is in Sergeant Barnes’ room”- Bucky could feel everyone staring at him
“I didn’t do anything”- he felt like he should defend himself… He always felt like he had to defend himself… ALWAYS; it was mostly his fault, really: he knew everyone had gotten over his past, even Tony had forgiven him for his parents, he had finally seen Bucky wouldn’t have done it if he had been himself. Bucky was the only one who wasn’t ready to move on and forgive himself yet, he still felt the need to wipe the ledge clean like Natasha would say. And now this? What was happening now? Why had it always have something to do with him.
“We know you didn’t do anything wrong Buck”- Steve was always ready to reassure him, he was a good friend like that. -“let’s go see what’s going on? Maybe it’s not something bad”
“Right because a stranger breaching the compound to chill in Barnes’ room is something good for sure”- everybody rolled their eyes at Tony’s sarcasm. Stark pulled the footage of Bucky’s room and the last thing Bucky was expecting was a beautiful woman standing in the middle of his room just looking around. She didn’t even seem armed
“She seems armless”- Clint said and the stranger immediately looked right in the hidden camera’s eye
“You had to say that, didn’t you”- Sam snarked as soon as the girl’s eyes started to glow
“Hey there”- the stranger said and suddenly the camera went off
“Tony what happened?”- Steve asked, “why did we lose eyes”
“I don’t know… it’s like I’m cut off from the system. FRIDAY put the vigilance system back online”- Tony asked the A.I.
“Authorization required”
“What?”- Tony was speechless
“We have to go in there, she is trapped. Bucky’s room has only one entrance we need to keep our advantage”- Natasha started leading them towards the bedroom without even waiting for their answers.
They barely made it to the hallway that the stranger was already there, waiting for them.
“Hello there”- she said like she had always been there , like she hadn’t just entered one of the most secured place on Earth.
Tony took a step closer to the stranger while keeping her at gun point.
“What do you want? And why don’t you also tell me what you did to FRIDAY, while you are here?”
“FRIDAY, is that your AI name, Mr Stark? You should really be proud of her, she gave me a run for my money”
“I am”- Tony said, he really couldn’t figure you out
“Your AI is fine, I would never hurt such a masterpiece, she is just taking a break”- you said while looking patiently at all of them.
“I’m gonna ask you one last time, why are you here?”- you knew Stark was a second away from shooting you, but you were bored of your conversation with him already, so you moved your attention to the real reason you were there and once you did you only had eyes for him.
“Winter”- you whispered.
you had waited so long to come to him. You knew you weren’t supposed to, you knew he had asked you to wait for him to come to you not the other way around, but it had been so long and you had watched him almost every day on the news, you knew he was free so why hadn’t he come to you? Why?
The team saw you looking at Bucky and they really didn’t know what to do: they needed to hold you for questioning but they were almost scared of what was going to happen if they were to attack you: you had been able to enter the compound despite FRIDAY, what should they expect from you?
“Bucky”- Steve said
“Who is Bucky?”- you said before you could stop yourself and Bucky could have laughed at the irony of the situation if everyone hadn’t been looking at him- “Winter”- you said once again while looking at the blue eyes that you still dreamed at night
“I’m not the winter soldier anymore”- Bucky didn’t know what else to say
“What… Of course you are not the winter soldier anymore, you never actually were. Winter what’s…”- you suddenly stopped. Bucky could see your eyes suddendly shining with tears, they had barely started forming but he could see them and, without even knowing why, he felt his heart hurt for you
“Oh no…”- you started once again, only looking at him, you were at gun point but nothing else mattered to you but him -“will you look at the moon tonight?”- you asked to Winter
“What? The moon… I”- Bucky was speechless, he didn’t know what you were saying, he didn’t know what was happening… what he knew was that apparently he was crushing you
“The moon? This chick is crazy”- Sam whispered to Bucky who stopped looking at you to glare at Sam
“Winter, please tell me you will look at the moon tonight”- you were full on crying now
“Ok that’s enough Miss, you’re going to come willingly with us and tell us how and why you entered the compound”- Tony had had enough of it
“Yeah I don’t think so”- your eyes started glowing again and Bucky could see the change happening in you: there was nothing left of the soft hurt girl that he saw until a second ago-“FRIDAY isolate the avengers and put them to sleep right now”
They didn’t even had the time to attack you because bullet proof glasses surrounded them. It didn’t mattered how many times Tony asked FRIDAY to deactivate the isolation protocol, she wasn’t listening. You watched them slowly succumb to the sleeping gas, you could see Bucky trying to resist but not even a super soldier could last forever
“Goodbye Winter”- was the last thing Bucky heard before everything went black
“FRIDAY send me all the file you have on the winter soldier”- you said once you were sure all of them were out
“Of course miss”
“And FRIDAY. Im sorry to do this to you, but please delete any footage, any sound, any information you have on me from all of your system please”-you said while looking one last time at Winter before leaving the compound.
You thought you had found him, but he wasn’t your Winter, not anymore. Your heart was broken but you didn’t let yourself feel the hurt for long, you couldn’t break… you just couldn’t.
You kept walking, leaving as much space as you could between you and the man you loved… who didn’t even know who you were!
A.N.: Reader is inhuman but her gift has nothing to do with the one Blink has in The Gifted, I just imagine reader’s eyes would look like Blink’s when she’s using her powers
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO I’M SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES
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Masterlist
Winter (2)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summery: you miss him… you miss Winter
Bucky came back with a groan, his head was killing him, it was pounding so much it felt Iike someone had smushed it against a brick wall. He tried to stand up but his legs weren’t able to support his weight, the sleeping gas hadn’t completely worn off apparently.
Bucky looked around: Steve and Nat were in his same conditions whilst Sam and Tony seemed to be a little bit behind on the waking process.
“Are you guys ok?”- asked Steve while shaking Tony -“Buck check on Sam”
“He’s waking up”- Bucky started to answer to be stopped by Sam’s voice
“Uhh, I can’t believe I ended up in hell, seriously”- Sam groaned
“What? Hell? What are you talking about?”- Bucky was confused
“It must be hell if you are the first thing I see in the afterlife Barnes”
“Yeah, he’s alive… sadly”- Bucky said standing up since he had started to feel his legs again
“Awww, were you worried about me Barnes?”/ Sam chuckled
“Awww Cap were you going to CPR me? Wait pretend I’m still out”
“Tony has finally woken up”- Steve groaned without even thinking about answering to Tony. Bucky rolled his eyes: Tony and Sam were always so sarcastic
“So she didn’t kill us?”- asked Sam finally without sarcasm in it -“but if she wasn’t here to kill us, why was she?”
“It was clear it had something to do with Barnes…”- Tony started before suddenly remembering something-“Fuck Friday, sorry about my language Cap”- Tony smirked before starting to check on the AI -“FRIDAY”
WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU MR STARK
“Run a complete check on your system”- Tony could feel his friends’ eyes on him
SYSTEM IS WORKING PROPERLY
“Perimeter check”
PERIMETER SECURED
“Ok ok that’s ok”- Tony took a deep breath, whatever the intruder did, hadn’t damaged the AI, she had been honest about that at least -“FRIDAY show us a clear footage of the intruder”
OF COURSE MR STARK.
Everyone focus was on the screen now, waiting for the photo so they could start searching for the intruder. They all wanted answers
“What”- everyone whispered
“What is this FRIDAY?”- Tony asked looking at the photos appearing on the screen
THESE ARE THE FOOTAGES OF ALL THE PEOPLE ENTERING THE COMPOUND WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION FROM THE DAY I WAS ACTIVATED UNTIL TODAY , MR STARK
“Why… FRIDAY show me only the last intruder”- Tony had barely ended his request that a clear photo of Zemo appeared on the screen -“why are you showing me Zemo? Show me the intruder of this morning”
THERE WASNT ANY INTRUDER THIS MORNING MR STARK, THE LAST KNOWN INTRUDER WAS ZEMO
“What the hell”- Sam whispered
“Damn it she’s good, I don’t know how she did it without leaving any trace but it’s like she wasn’t even here.”- Tony said looking at his friends
“Can’t you check the external camera?”- asked Sam
“FRIDAY controls them too, if there was a footage she would have showed it to us already, it’s like she was never here. Don’t you see? No one checked on us, no one knows we have been attacked, her breach didn’t activate any alarm and we don’t even have a photo of her to check who we are dealing with”- Tony was really impressed and a little bit scared too, he counted on FRIDAY a lot and someone had been able to use her against them without a problem
“We have to find a way to find her, she could hurt someone”- Steve said while looking at Buck, he was trying to catch his eyes, but Bucky was avoiding him.
“I’m not sure she is a real danger”- Bucky whispered non knowing if he was ok for him to talk
“Seriously Barnes?”- Sam snorted
“I just mean that she had us unconscious and defenseless and she didn’t hurt us nor anyone else in the compound. Why would she do that if she was dangerous? It’s clear she doesn’t want to hurt anyone”- Bucky said his piece and then stopped
“Ok I’ll give you that, but what does she want then?”- Steve asked his best friend
“Well it’s clear it has something to do with Bucky or maybe should I say the winter soldier since she didn’t seem to know Bucky real name”- everyone turned around to look at Nat. She hadn’t talked since waking up and they had almost forgot she was there -“and she seems to have done some research while we were sleeping”
“What”
“The last files downloaded where the one about the winter soldier program”- Nat showed what she had found while they had been talking
“So what… is she HYDRA?”- asked Tony
“We destroyed Hydra, beside, if she was, why not taking Buck while we were out”- Natasha didn’t know what was going on, but her gut was telling it had little to do with Hydra, and all to do with James Barnes
“So we are at the start again, we don’t know how to find her”- Sam huffed
“No, but maybe something on this file she downloaded could help us”- Steve said - “so let’s start looking through them”
It had been hours since they had strayed to go through the files and it seemed like they never ended. Bucky had decided to go through the footage of the winter soldier program, Steve had asked him if he didn’t want to pass them to someone else but the last thing Bucky wanted was for anyone in the team to watch the videos that were in there.
It had been looking at them for hours when he noticed something strange
“That’s weird”- he said and everyone eyes was suddendly on him
“Did you find something?”- Steve asked
“I don’t know… it’s probably nothing useful for a lead, but there is something strange for sure here”
“What is it?”
“They have years of footage of me, they had always eyes on me, whenever and wherever in the facility I was they were filming me, even when I was in cryo sleep. But there is something missing, you see the date on this video? The one immediately after it’s dated almost two years later”- Bucky looked at Steve trying to understand what his friend was thinking
“Why does it matter?”- Sam asked
“Why the gap?”- Asked Tony
“That’s what I can’t figure out. I mean if it was only a day or two it could be that they had been deleted or they got lost, but it’s almost two years”- Bucky waited for anyone to say something but they were all in silence
“Play the two non consequential videos”- Nat said finally
“The first one is just me getting out of cryo, probably for a mission, and the one dated two years later is me while they delete my memories again”- Buck said without playing the videos, he wanted to avoid it if it was possible
“Play the second one Buck”- Nat asked once again
The video wasn’t long: Buck entered the room, they forced him to sit and soon Bucky’s scream was filling the room
“Play it again and turn the volume up as much as you can”- everyone listened once again in silence -“did you hear it? Before they start the process what are you saying, you’re mumbling something”- Nat looked at Bucky
“I don’t know Nat, I wasn’t really all right in the head”
“Play it once again and fucking listen Barnes”
Bucky took a deep breath and focused all his senses on the sound of the video, trying to understand what his past self was mumbling
“Remember to look at the moon… wherever you are just look at the moon”- Bucky looked at the team as soon as those words left his mouth. Why had he said those words just before Hydra deleted his memories? And why had the intruder asked him about the moon too?
“Well it seems the chick wasn’t bat shit crazy after all”
Bucky almost didn’t hear Tony because all he could think about was the beautiful girl with glowing eyes. It was clear her asking about the moon was a catch phrase they had planned together, so she could know it was actually him she was talking to. But when had they created that phrase? Why was she looking for him now? And most importantly why did she looked crushed when he hadn’t been able to answer it?
Bucky looked at the screen again where the videos was still playing, even without looking at himself in the mirror, he knew that, right now, he had the same lost look in his eyes as the one he had had in the videos as soon as the resetting process had finished.
“Winter” taglist: @stockholmdolly @meisspookycrayon
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO I’M SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES
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Winter (2)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summery: you miss him… you miss Winter
Bucky came back with a groan, his head was killing him, it was pounding so much it felt Iike someone had smushed it against a brick wall. He tried to stand up but his legs weren’t able to support his weight, the sleeping gas hadn’t completely worn off apparently.
Bucky looked around: Steve and Nat were in his same conditions whilst Sam and Tony seemed to be a little bit behind on the waking process.
“Are you guys ok?”- asked Steve while shaking Tony -“Buck check on Sam”
“He’s waking up”- Bucky started to answer to be stopped by Sam’s voice
“Uhh, I can’t believe I ended up in hell, seriously”- Sam groaned
“What? Hell? What are you talking about?”- Bucky was confused
“It must be hell if you are the first thing I see in the afterlife Barnes”
“Yeah, he’s alive… sadly”- Bucky said standing up since he had started to feel his legs again
“Awww, were you worried about me Barnes?”/ Sam chuckled
“Awww Cap were you going to CPR me? Wait pretend I’m still out”
“Tony has finally woken up”- Steve groaned without even thinking about answering to Tony. Bucky rolled his eyes: Tony and Sam were always so sarcastic
“So she didn’t kill us?”- asked Sam finally without sarcasm in it -“but if she wasn’t here to kill us, why was she?”
“It was clear it had something to do with Barnes…”- Tony started before suddenly remembering something-“Fuck Friday, sorry about my language Cap”- Tony smirked before starting to check on the AI -“FRIDAY”
WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU MR STARK
“Run a complete check on your system”- Tony could feel his friends’ eyes on him
SYSTEM IS WORKING PROPERLY
“Perimeter check”
PERIMETER SECURED
“Ok ok that’s ok”- Tony took a deep breath, whatever the intruder did, hadn’t damaged the AI, she had been honest about that at least -“FRIDAY show us a clear footage of the intruder”
OF COURSE MR STARK.
Everyone focus was on the screen now, waiting for the photo so they could start searching for the intruder. They all wanted answers
“What”- everyone whispered
“What is this FRIDAY?”- Tony asked looking at the photos appearing on the screen
THESE ARE THE FOOTAGES OF ALL THE PEOPLE ENTERING THE COMPOUND WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION FROM THE DAY I WAS ACTIVATED UNTIL TODAY , MR STARK
“Why… FRIDAY show me only the last intruder”- Tony had barely ended his request that a clear photo of Zemo appeared on the screen -“why are you showing me Zemo? Show me the intruder of this morning”
THERE WASNT ANY INTRUDER THIS MORNING MR STARK, THE LAST KNOWN INTRUDER WAS ZEMO
“What the hell”- Sam whispered
“Damn it she’s good, I don’t know how she did it without leaving any trace but it’s like she wasn’t even here.”- Tony said looking at his friends
“Can’t you check the external camera?”- asked Sam
“FRIDAY controls them too, if there was a footage she would have showed it to us already, it’s like she was never here. Don’t you see? No one checked on us, no one knows we have been attacked, her breach didn’t activate any alarm and we don’t even have a photo of her to check who we are dealing with”- Tony was really impressed and a little bit scared too, he counted on FRIDAY a lot and someone had been able to use her against them without a problem
“We have to find a way to find her, she could hurt someone”- Steve said while looking at Buck, he was trying to catch his eyes, but Bucky was avoiding him.
“I’m not sure she is a real danger”- Bucky whispered non knowing if he was ok for him to talk
“Seriously Barnes?”- Sam snorted
“I just mean that she had us unconscious and defenseless and she didn’t hurt us nor anyone else in the compound. Why would she do that if she was dangerous? It’s clear she doesn’t want to hurt anyone”- Bucky said his piece and then stopped
“Ok I’ll give you that, but what does she want then?”- Steve asked his best friend
“Well it’s clear it has something to do with Bucky or maybe should I say the winter soldier since she didn’t seem to know Bucky real name”- everyone turned around to look at Nat. She hadn’t talked since waking up and they had almost forgot she was there -“and she seems to have done some research while we were sleeping”
“What”
“The last files downloaded where the one about the winter soldier program”- Nat showed what she had found while they had been talking
“So what… is she HYDRA?”- asked Tony
“We destroyed Hydra, beside, if she was, why not taking Buck while we were out”- Natasha didn’t know what was going on, but her gut was telling it had little to do with Hydra, and all to do with James Barnes
“So we are at the start again, we don’t know how to find her”- Sam huffed
“No, but maybe something on this file she downloaded could help us”- Steve said - “so let’s start looking through them”
It had been hours since they had strayed to go through the files and it seemed like they never ended. Bucky had decided to go through the footage of the winter soldier program, Steve had asked him if he didn’t want to pass them to someone else but the last thing Bucky wanted was for anyone in the team to watch the videos that were in there.
It had been looking at them for hours when he noticed something strange
“That’s weird”- he said and everyone eyes was suddendly on him
“Did you find something?”- Steve asked
“I don’t know… it’s probably nothing useful for a lead, but there is something strange for sure here”
“What is it?”
“They have years of footage of me, they had always eyes on me, whenever and wherever in the facility I was they were filming me, even when I was in cryo sleep. But there is something missing, you see the date on this video? The one immediately after it’s dated almost two years later”- Bucky looked at Steve trying to understand what his friend was thinking
“Why does it matter?”- Sam asked
“Why the gap?”- Asked Tony
“That’s what I can’t figure out. I mean if it was only a day or two it could be that they had been deleted or they got lost, but it’s almost two years”- Bucky waited for anyone to say something but they were all in silence
“Play the two non consequential videos”- Nat said finally
“The first one is just me getting out of cryo, probably for a mission, and the one dated two years later is me while they delete my memories again”- Buck said without playing the videos, he wanted to avoid it if it was possible
“Play the second one Buck”- Nat asked once again
The video wasn’t long: Buck entered the room, they forced him to sit and soon Bucky’s scream was filling the room
“Play it again and turn the volume up as much as you can”- everyone listened once again in silence -“did you hear it? Before they start the process what are you saying, you’re mumbling something”- Nat looked at Bucky
“I don’t know Nat, I wasn’t really all right in the head”
“Play it once again and fucking listen Barnes”
Bucky took a deep breath and focused all his senses on the sound of the video, trying to understand what his past self was mumbling
“Remember to look at the moon… wherever you are just look at the moon”- Bucky looked at the team as soon as those words left his mouth. Why had he said those words just before Hydra deleted his memories? And why had the intruder asked him about the moon too?
“Well it seems the chick wasn’t bat shit crazy after all”
Bucky almost didn’t hear Tony because all he could think about was the beautiful girl with glowing eyes. It was clear her asking about the moon was a catch phrase they had planned together, so she could know it was actually him she was talking to. But when had they created that phrase? Why was she looking for him now? And most importantly why did she looked crushed when he hadn’t been able to answer it?
Bucky looked at the screen again where the videos was still playing, even without looking at himself in the mirror, he knew that, right now, he had the same lost look in his eyes as the one he had had in the videos as soon as the resetting process had finished.
“Winter” taglist: @stockholmdolly @meisspookycrayon
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO I’M SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES
FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME AND APPRECIATED ❤️
Sleepless nights
Roommate!Bucky x Fem!reader
Summary - Weeks of not being able to get off leave you restless and without sleep, and after hearing your troubles through the thin walls, your roommate, Bucky, decides to help you out.
Word count - 4.6k
Warnings - (+18) Smut, masturbation, oral (f receiving), fingering, pet-names, dirty talk, friends to lovers, fluff.
A/n - Well. Let's just say I did not expect to write over 4k words of pure smut, but I'm not mad about it.
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Hours. It had been fucking hours of you tossing and turning and there was still no sign of sleep coming anytime soon.
Your eyelids were heavy but your mind was running a mile a minute, refusing you the simple release of rest.
It wasn’t just tonight that you lay awake half the night, for about a week now you’ve been running only on caffeine, barely sleeping at all and you were starting to lose hope that you’ll ever get a decent nights sleep again.
You could give a decent guess to why you couldn’t sleep.
Bucky had only moved in three months ago, but living with somebody else in a tiny apartment with very thin walls proved to be more difficult that you had expected.
You hadn’t been able to get off in weeks, and it was the most sexually frustrated you’ve ever been in your life.
There was a rule you made for yourself when he first moved in.
Never masturbate with Bucky home.
It was a simple rule, one fairly easy to follow. Your walls were thin and Bucky’s enhanced hearing was something you were very aware of. But your resolve was cracking.
You need it.
You’re fucking desperate.
You groaned quietly into your pillow, opening your eyes to adjust to the darkness of your room. There’s no point in trying anymore. You’re never gonna sleep again.
Your bed was too warm, your pillow too flat, everything uncomfortable for no apparent reason and it was driving you insane.
You adjusted your position again, lying on your back to stare up at the ceiling.
You can’t do this anymore.
The thought of finally feeling that release was enough to make you clench your thighs together, images and scenarios filling your desperate and horny brain as you let your eyes fall shut.
You thought about feeling the weight of someone above you, kissing your lips, slipping their tongue inside before lowering their mouth to your neck, marking you, then lower, teeth catching on your nipple before soothing the sting with their tongue, lower, lips against the soft skin of your stomach, lower, brushing against your navel, lower.
You thought about his lips on your clit as a teasing kiss as he looks up at you with a smirk when you moan, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously in the dim light of your bedroom.
You ripped your eyes open, your gaze shooting to the wall to the left of your bed.
The image of him between your legs stayed vivid in your mind.
It certainly wasn’t the first time you’d imagined sleeping with Bucky, but it was the most vivid daydream you’d ever had about him.
He was the most gorgeous man you’d ever seen, of course you’d grow to have feelings for him, he was sweet, charming, caring, and too goddamn smooth for his own good.
It was agony sometimes, the way he’d flirt so shamelessly with you when you were sexually frustrated beyond reasoning, it led to a rather dangerous dynamic between you, both teasing the tension more and more until someone finally did something about it, but you were certainly just as stubborn as Bucky, and there’s no way you'd admit to your feelings first.
Your hand was resting on your stomach your body begging you to slide it down further, to feel the mess you’d already made of your underwear.
He’d most certainly hear you if you weren’t careful, but you couldn’t wait any longer, your clit was throbbing with need, your eyes falling closed again as your hand inched lower and lower, slipping under the waistband of your shorts and then into your panties to press two fingers against your clit, gasping at how sensitive you were before quickly snapping your mouth shut, taking a moment to listen for any noises from Bucky’s room and then making gentle circles with your fingers when you felt the coast was clear.
Your head sunk into the pillow, your hips lifting to grind against your hand as the tension in your body started to melt away, your teeth pulling harder at your bottom lip in attempt to keep any noises at bay, but when you started to speed up your fingers, a quite whine slipped out and you were to invested in your own pleasure to notice.
Bucky did though, he noticed everything, heard every damn squeak your mattress would make every time you shifted in bed, heard the quiet noise often playing through your phone as you scrolled aimlessly through social media, he could practically hear you think, so he most certainly heard the soft, whiny moan that made his cock twitch in his boxers.
He knew you weren’t getting much sleep recently, he knew that because he wasn’t either. It’s not like he blamed you, Bucky had his own problems, chronic insomnia being one of them, but knowing that you were also awake all night, tossing and turning just as he was, for some reason made it worse.
The noise wasn’t the problem, he’s had over 70 years to get used to his enhanced abilities, hearing the thump of someone’s heart in their chest was normal to him, the constant noise was more normal, more natural to him now, than the expected quiet he'd hear without the serum.
He liked that he could hear your heartbeat, he liked that he could hear your gentle humming as you showered, he liked hearing you laugh at whatever you were looking at on your phone, so loud and so clear through the thin wall that he could almost imagine that you were laying beside him, giggling at something he had said.
But god he fucking loved hearing the moans kissing his ears right now.
It felt wrong, it felt dirty, but you were making the most beautiful noises, and Bucky couldn’t help but imagine you laying in bed, your hand between your thighs, touching yourself like you needed, your pretty lips parted and eyes closed- no, eyes open, watching him as you let him hear you, let him watch you.
Bucky hissed and cursed quietly when he squeezed his dick through the fabric of his boxers, a soft groan escaping him when you moaned again.
This is wrong. It’s so fucking wrong, but how could he not.
He tried desperately to justify himself when he shifted in his bed, moving closer to the wall to his right to hear you better, his hand sliding under the waistband of his underwear to wrap around his cock, but the guilt and shame of it made him quickly come back to his senses and he ripped his hand away, sitting up in his bed and resting his head back against his headboard, closing his eyes.
“Bucky.”
He jumped forward, a sharp intake of air catching in his throat at the sound of you saying his name. At first he thought he had been caught, and the guilt worsened, but another moan followed and suddenly he was breathless.
“Fuck Bucky, please.”
He groaned again, his cock so hard that he could feel precum weeping from the tip, making a small damp patch in his boxers.
It took everything in him not to get up and burst into your room, the knowledge that you were thinking about him as you touched yourself was driving him insane, fucking feral.
His fists were clenched in his lap as he breathed through his nose, pushing away the urge to touch himself as he told himself that he could wait it out without being too much of a creep.
He didn’t have any headphones yet, that was still on his list of things to invest in, so he couldn’t exactly stop himself from listening. Not that he wanted to at all, but for your sake.
He waited, listening to your heavy breathing that was steadily speeding up, your quiet moans getting slightly louder as you drew closer and closer to release.
Bucky's cock was throbbing, begging for him to touch himself along with you.
Both of you were on the edge of your seats, waiting for you to climax, waiting for the release, but as you got closer, the tension in your core depleted, and you lost your rhythm, letting out an upset, frustrated cry when you couldn’t cum.
Bucky froze, listening to the muffled, annoyed groan you let out into your pillow, a whispered, “fuck.” escaping your lips.
It was silent for a moment.
Bucky could hear the loud beating of his own heart in his ears, but not a sound from you, not until he heard the quietest sob and he was standing in an instant, his previous lust discarded as he ripped open one of his drawers and pulled on a pair of grey sweatpants and a t-shirt.
He could hear your cries getting louder as he left his own room and walked to yours, his forehead falling to the cool surface of your bedroom door as he gathered enough courage to knock.
You froze when you heard the gentle knock on your door, startling you as tears continued to stream down your cheeks.
Did Bucky hear you? Was he at your door to tell you to shut up so he could get some sleep?
Your face heated with embarrassment and you sniffled and cleared your throat, calling out a small, “yeah?”
Bucky swallowed down his nerves, and cleared his own throat, “I heard you crying. Just wanted to check on you, make sure that you’re okay.”
You rubbed your hand across your forehead, there’s no way he didn’t hear you moaning the way that you were only minutes ago if he managed to hear your frustrated crying into your pillow, however, the worry in his voice made your heart swell despite the awkward circumstance.
“I’m okay Buck, just- just tired.” You replied and Bucky sighed, his eyebrows furrowed.
“D’you want me to come in? Could give you a hug if you want one?” He offered.
You bit your lip as you considered his offer, Bucky did give really good hugs, and you most certainly needed one right now.
It was probably a bad idea, and given the fact that you were just masturbating to thoughts of him certainly didn't make it any better, but you found yourself answering before your brain could catch up with your mouth. “Yeah.”
Bucky smiled to himself, reaching for your door handle and letting himself in, tutting gently at the sight of you sat in the middle of your bed with your knees tucked up to your chest, tear tracks drawing lines down your cheeks as you sniffed.
“What's the matter, honey?” He walked to the edge of your bed, his eyes soft when you reached your arms out for him, wanting that hug he had promised.
He sat on your bed and pulled you to him, his metal arm cradling your back as his flesh hand rested on your hair, holding you close to him as you tucked your face into his chest.
He laughed when you grumbled something into his shirt, “What was that, doll?”
You took a deep breath and moved your head to the side, your arms slipping around Bucky’s waist to squeeze him back, making warmth spread across his chest.
There’s no point in pretending what just happened didn’t happen, so you decided to just say it, “You heard me didn’t you?”
Bucky’s hand that was stroking your back stuttered in its movement, and you immediately knew the answer to that question.
“Uhh... heard what?”
You groaned in embarrassment and Bucky blushed, “I appreciate you trying to not make this awkward, but we both know that you definitely heard me.”
Bucky didn’t reply, he didn’t know what to say, he felt disgusted with himself.
“I’m so sorry, I obviously thought I was being a lot quieter than I actually was. Fuck, this is so embarrassing.” You pressed your face into his shirt again and Bucky’s arms tightened around you.
“Hey, you got no reason to apologise, you live here, you have every right to do whatever you need to do whenever you want. I’m the one who needs to apologise, listening in on you like some fuckin’ creep, I’m so sorry Y/n.” He frowned into your hair, the self-loathing was practically rolling off him in waves.
“Bucky, you did nothing wrong, what could you have done? It’s not like you could’ve turned your hearing off or anything.”
He went quiet again, his frown deepening at your words. If only you had known the thoughts that were running through his mind as he listened to you, the way he imagined how you would feel squeezing his fingers, or his cock, how you’d taste.
“You don’t understand, Y/n I-“ He trailed off, unsure on how to word his confession, he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, but he couldn’t sit there and lie as he held you in his arms. You pulled back slightly, just enough so that you could look at him, and you took in the guilty look in his eyes as the blush deepened on your cheeks, connecting the dots yourself.
“Oh.” Was all you could say, your hands were suddenly clammy, your throat dry as you imagined Bucky touching himself to the sound of your moans, it made your heart thump harder in your chest and he most certainly heard it.
“I didn’t come in here to embarrass you or anything, and I definitely didn’t come in here to try to start something, I just couldn’t sit there knowing that you were crying in here by yourself. I can leave if you’d like. I should probably leave.”
You quickly shook your head, holding him tighter to stop him, “No, stay. I’m not upset Buck, I still think you have no reason to feel bad.”
Bucky pulled a face, his confusion obvious, his dark eyebrows furrowed, eyes squinted and you pulled away from him to switch on the lamp on your bedside table, smiling when you could finally see his features better in the soft, dim light.
“But I- the things I was thinking, doll. Had no right to creep on you like that, I even-“ He stopped himself again and you bit your lip, sitting on your knees in front of him.
“Did you touch yourself?” You asked quietly, watching Bucky’s adams apple bob as he swallowed, his tongue darting out to wet his lips like he so often did.
He nodded and you squeezed your thighs together.
"But I stopped myself. It was wrong.”
Bucky watched you chew on your lip and the sight made him breathless, the previous excitement from earlier making a quick return.
“So you didn’t cum?“ You almost whispered it, your face inching closer to his and he shook his head, “Neither did I.”
You didn’t know where this boldness was coming from, but you weren’t about to question it when Bucky was staring intensely at you like you were a goddess to be worshipped.
His hand slid to your waist, squeezing slightly and urging you to move forward, onto his lap.
"You never told me why you were crying." He reminded, gently running his hands up your bare thighs as you made yourself comfortable.
The two of you had never been so close before, so close to crossing the lines you've both been longing to cross since you'd met, and after a three month long game of cat and mouse, you were finally ready to bite the bullet.
"I needed to get off so bad, it's been so long Bucky and I needed it, but I just couldn't." You didn't care how whiney you sounded, all you cared about was feeling Bucky's erection straining against his sweatpants between you.
“You want some help, kitten?” He asked, his voice rough in the early hour of the morning, his eyes gleaming with hunger, just like the image of him that your mind had made earlier.
You nodded and glided your hands into his hair. Your face so close to his.
“Want me to make you cum, sweetheart? Make you feel good?” You kept nodding his words sending shivers down your spine, eyes falling shut as you grinded your hips against his, earning a hoarse groan from Bucky.
“Please,” You begged, raking your nails through his hair as he hummed, letting himself relish in the sensation before he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and stood, walking to the end of your bed and laying you down before crawling on top of you.
“Of course, honey.” He whispered gently, and then his lips were on yours, softer than you could’ve ever imagined, sweeter than you’d ever dreamed. His tongue was like silk as it slid against your bottom lip, teasing you before slipping into your mouth, exploring in a way that wasn’t too much, just enough to leave you wanting more.
You moaned into his mouth, pulling gently on the hair at the nape of his neck and he responded by nipping at your lip, making you gasp.
“I heard you say my name. Were you thinking about me? While you touched yourself?“ He spoke in between kisses, moving to the spot just below your ear and leaving open mouthed kisses there to give you the opportunity to respond.
You could barely form the words, so focused on how Bucky’s body felt pressed against your own but he nibbled on the lobe of your ear to get your attention.
You nodded, holding his head to your neck to tell him to keep doing whatever he was doing when he traced his tongue below your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.
“I always think about you.” You replied breathlessly and he moaned into your ear, his breath hot on your neck.
“Fuck.” His left hand shifted to your waist, slipping under the hem of your t-shirt and slowly easing it's way onto your skin, you gasped and clenched your stomach when the cold metal met your skin, Bucky almost pulled away, but you arched your back, pressing yourself against his hand, "I always think about you too."
The confession sent you dizzy, along with Bucky's touches as he carressed your soft skin, slowly returning his lips to yours when he felt that your neck was appropriately marked up for him. His hand moved higher and higher, until his fingers brushed the underside of your breast and you arched your back even further, pushing your chest to his.
"Please, buck-" You gasped against his mouth and he pulled back to get a good look at you, his fingers drawing teasing patterns around your nipple.
Your eyes were half-lidded, lips all pretty and swollen from his kisses as you writhed under him, fucking desperate to be touched.
He swore the sight was enough to send him delirious.
"Please what, honey? Talk to me, tell me what you want and I'll give you exactly that." His voice was sweeter than the nickname he'd given you, the pretty words whispered into your ear and all you could do was moan back at him.
"I want-" You paused, you wanted everything, you wanted all of him, all at once, wanted him inside of you, but you thought back to the way you had imagined him pleasuring you earlier, and suddenly you wanted to feel that soft, hot mouth of his in between your legs.
Bucky took in how gone you were, pushing your hips up to grind against his, you needed the release so bad.
"Want to know what I want?" He offered and you nodded instantly, your legs wrapping around his hips to push him down onto you, grinding against him.
"Fuck- wanna taste that pretty cunt of yours, wanna eat you till you can't form a fucking thought, doll." He rolled his hips as he spoke to you, feeling how soaked you were through your shorts, "You want that, honey? Want me to clean up that mess you're making between those pretty thighs?"
You nodded breathlessly, drunk on the feeling of Bucky's hand roaming your skin, you needed more.
You tugged at his shirt, making Bucky chuckle when you struggled to get it off him, he sat back on his knees and reached behind his back to grip the soft material, pulling it over his head and tossing it away, revealing to you his beautifully ripped torso.
It was hard not to gape up at him like he was carved by the gods, because he was, and Bucky almost blushed at your unabashed staring.
He loomed over you with those broad shoulders, silver dog tags hanging from his neck, hunger in his eyes. Of course, you noticed the scars, hundreds upon hundreds of them, scarred tissue that had been broken and left to heal without care, decades of anguish and pain and torture, written deep into his skin, carved into his left shoulder, where skin met metal.
You reached forward, your hand caressing his chest with a barely-there touch, brushing over his dog tags, tracing lightly on a pink scar that stretched across his right collarbone, and settling over his heart, feeling the steady beat beneath your finger tips.
"Beautiful." You breathed and watched as Bucky's lips parted in surprise, it wasn't often he'd receive pretty words in response to the ugliness that was his scars. His tongue darted out to wet his lower lip and pull it between his teeth before he let go and breathed a short laugh, head shaking as he leaned over you.
"That's my line." He lifted your shirt ever so slightly and pressed a kiss to your sternum, his eyes darting up to meet yours as his lips touched your skin, "Can I take this off, sweetheart?"
You let your fingers glide along his back, nodding before lifting your arms to let Bucky guide the shirt over your head.
You didn't feel self conscious to be exposed to him, you didn't really get the chance to before Bucky was groaning out a soft 'fuck' and his mouth was already wrapped around your left nipple.
Immediately, you were a mess again, moaning out in pleasure as Bucky's hot tongue laved over your peaked nipple, sucking it into his mouth before pulling away and blowing cool air onto your heated skin.
He then swapped sides, paying his attention to your right nipple and sending shockwaves down your spine when he used his metal fingers to twist and tweak at the left.
"Fuck, Bucky please-" You groaned, lifting your hips off the mattress, needing to soothe the ache between your legs, he hummed against your skin.
"What is it, honey? You getting all desperate for me huh? I can practically feel you throbbing, sweetheart."
God, this man and his mouth.
He smirked when you didn't respond and lifted his head from your chest, kissing your lips and dipping his tongue into your mouth for a moment before pulling away and kissing your throat.
You shivered as he travelled lower and lower, another kiss to you nipple, lower, a slower, sweeter kiss to your stomach, lower, just below your navel, lower.
He tucked his fingers under the waistband of your shorts, licking his lips and meeting your eye, "Off?"
"Please."
He smiled at you and nodded, pulling them from your body without hesitation, taking your ruined panties with them. Then he parted your legs.
"Fuck." His lips parted, completely breathless as he stared down at you layed out before him, "God, Y/n- So fucking pretty, never seen anythin' so fucking pretty."
You were soaked, your cunt glistening and throbbing, and all for him.
Bucky felt like he had died and gone to heaven.
He laid on the bed, between your legs, staring at your pussy with half lidded eyes, and just as you thought he was about to finally touch you were you needed it, he turned his head and kissed the inside of your thigh.
You whined out in protest, wiggling your hips and glaring at him when he smirked at you, moving to the other thigh and nipping at the soft flesh with his teeth.
Your eyebrows were pulled tightly together, your hands gripping at the bedsheets. The anticipation was fucking killing you.
"Bucky- shit- just-" You were cut off by a throaty moan when Bucky suddenly moved forward and licked a long stripe through your folds.
Your legs practically wrapped around his head, your hands gripping his hair as he circled his tongue around your clit, teasing you in the most delicious way before finally wrapping his lips around it and sucking hard.
Bucky groaned against your cunt when you pulled his hair, the vibration sending a jolt through your stomach.
His hands then squeezed your thighs as he moved his head lower, tongue-fucking you and moaning at the taste.
"Taste so fucking good, pretty girl." He moaned against you, before burying his face impossibly closer, his nose nudging your clit.
You were a mess, pulling harder on his hair as every swipe of his tongue sent waves of ecstasy through your veins.
His right hand drifted from your thigh, caressing up the inside of your leg and reaching your cunt, Bucky pulled away to watch you.
He parted your folds with his fingers, gently rubbing your clit with the soft pad of his thumb long enough to have you writhing beneath him. You watched as he bit his lip, his eyes gleaming as his hand travelled lower, his index finger sliding inside of you, feeling you clench around him as he fingered you slowly, adding a second finger shortly after.
"God, you're fucking soaked." He murmured, and then his mouth was back on you, sucking on your clit with his fingers pumping inside of you.
It was heaven.
You could already feel the coil in your stomach tightening and you wrapped your legs tighter around his head, pushing his face against you as you rocked your hips below him, urging him to add more pressure.
You'd always imagined he'd be good at this, but the orgasms you'd achieved at the hand of the wet dreams you've had about your roommate paled in comparison to the earth-shattering orgasm that tore through you when Bucky rubbed your clit in tight circles with his pointed tongue and curled his fingers inside you at the same time.
Black dots filled your vision, your heart thumping in your ears as Bucky rode you through the orgasm, his tongue replacing his hand at your entrance, lapping at your soaked entrance, only stopping when you hissed at the oversensitivity.
It was only as you came down, returning to your body and mind, that you realised you were holding onto Bucky for dear life, your hands fisted in his hair and your legs wrapped around his head, ankles crossed at his back.
"Sorry," You breathed, releasing him and softly raking your nails across his scalp, making him smile and shiver when they reached the nape of his neck.
"Never apologise for anything like that, doll. That was fucking amazing." He pressed a kiss to the inside of your thigh, and then another one to your hip as he crawled his way back up your body, finally kissing your lips again.
You blushed when you tasted yourself on his lips. He chuckled and kissed you deeper, his tongue sliding against yours.
He then pulled back and kissed your nose, taking note of the tired smile on your face.
He was practically throbbing with need, but you were exhausted, so he pushed the unholy thoughts to the back of his mind and took a deep breath.
"C'mon, kitten. Time for bed." He whispered, kissing in-between your eyebrows when you furrowed them and standing from the bed, walking to the side and lifting you into his arms.
"But Bucky-" You started as he knelt on the bed and laid you down on the sheet.
"No buts. You're exhausted and you need to rest."
You tried to protest, but your eyes just grew heavier as you sunk into your mattress. Bucky slid into the bed beside you after taking off his sweatpants, leaving him just in his boxers, and you felt the perfect warmth of his body wrapped around yours from behind, his arm wrapped around your waist and holding you close.
It has been weeks since you'd gotten a proper nights sleep.
"What about you?" You whispered sleepily, very aware of his erection pressed against your ass, Bucky laughed, his hot breath fanning against your shoulder.
He tucked your body closer to him and pressed a kiss to the nape of your neck, "What about me?"
"I didn't get to touch you." You were half asleep already, your tired voice way too cute for the vulgarity of your words, "Wanted to make you cum. Wanted you to fuck me."
"Oh honey, we have all the time in the world for that, gonna make you cum more times than you can count, but I need you rested."
You moaned at the thought, pushing your ass back against him, smiling when he groaned, "Promise?"
"Promise."
Title: Top of his list
Summary: Your mafia boyfriend has a few priorities in his life and you’re number one.
Pairing Mafia Bucky x reader
Warnings: Canon level violence, fluff, protective boyfriend
Word count drabble
A/n written on my phone. Do not copy, rewrite, translate or repost my work.
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Bucky believes there are only a few things and people in his life worth protecting.
And you are at the top of his list.
His life changed when he met you. So used to violence and death that accompanied his work, he was unprepared for the light, love and softness you would bring in his world.
Before you he was convinced he would spend the rest of his life with women who only cared about his wealth, status or reputation. An endless array of meaningless dalliances that were only going for passing the time until the next encounter.
Bucky is an intelligent man, and he recognizes treasure unlike your ex boyfriend.
Things were going well, you were happy and in turn he was happy.
Until your ex tried to come back in your life.
Bucky suspected something had happened in your past relationship, you were too hesitant with him at first. He swore you sometimes flinched if someone was too loud or moved too quickly towards you.
He kept his observations private, sharing them with his most trusted men. Ordering them to be mindful-careful- around you. The unspoken threats he made more terrifying than his spoken ones. He changed his own brash behavior to make you feel more at ease around him.
He made sure you knew your worth, telling you every day how much he loved you. Showing you through his actions. Showering you in affection, attention and gifts.
And you blossomed. No longer shy, nervous or afraid.
He had never been more proud.
No other accomplishment compared to when you fully trusted him and gave him your heart.
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I just want someone to make a bucky barns x male reader fic set in the 40s cause im jonesen for angst
Bucky barns x male reader
Requested by: my dad lmao(he wanted me to write something avengers)
CW:Set in the 1940s, there will be brief references to WW2.
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You, Steve rogers, and James “Bucky” barns have always been best friends. You and Bucky have always been particularly close. People think it’s just a case of “in every trio there’s a duo” but it…a little more than that. You see, you and Bucky were in love. Of course, this being the 1940s people wouldn’t be too fond of gay people. It was always hard for you two. It was even harder now that he had been drafted and you hadent. The reason you hadn’t been drafted was a different story. Today was the last day you had with Bucky. You were both deviated, but both knew that was something he had to do. You were lying in bed, your head in chest well he strokes your hair. “Please don’t leave me, James.” You look up at him with pleasing eyes. He frowns and gazed down at you with his handsome, gentlemanly face. “You know I can’t, darlin’…” you sit up, tears pricking your eyes. “Yes you can, tell them you lost an arm or something, it can’t be that hard…I don’t wanna lose you.” You turn away from him, hurt that he would want to leave you. He sits up not long after, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Now sweetheart-“ “dont ‘sweetheart’ me.” You turn back around to him, tears falling. “You promised you would never leave me. You promised we would be together and no matter how much people wanted us apart we would always be together.” “And I ment it but“ “IM NOT DONE.” You stand up, breathing heavily and trying to wipe away the tears. “James, please…don’t leave me. I can’t live without you.” He follows you to the window you planted yourself in front of. “I mean- Bucky what if you don’t come back? Do you know what that would do to me? I would be nothing but a bitter queer living by himself and drinking booze until he passes out.” Your brunette lover snakes an arm around your waist. “I know, but this isn’t about me. This is about what I’m doing for our country. And besides, there’s no way I wouldn’t coming home to you.” He smiles, picking you up and slamming you back down on the bed, laughing. “You know I don’t like seeing you sad.” “Ok, fine. But can you at least stay until I fall asleep?” “Of course, darlin’.”
You waited for him to come back…he never did.
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A/N: I loved writing this, 40s Bucky is sooo😍. If you see any problems please let me know, constructive criticism is not only welcome but encouraged. Im always looking to improve.
Bucky Barnes Jazz Bar ๋࣭ ⭑
―How did you know about this place? It's 19 years old― my hand was holding hers as she led me to a huge bar with a red sign.
Everyone was dressed elegantly, forming a long line around the place, each of them in suits or dresses, elegant shoes, and shiny jewelry, making me feel out of place as I was dressed in blue jeans, a black shirt, a dark blue blazer, and normal black shoes.
Cass looked beautiful, and for the occasion, she was so herself. She wore a long burgundy red top with a black knee-length skirt, burgundy boots, a long black leather coat, and her burgundy purse where she kept the keys to my bike and my few belongings as I didn't know where we were going.
―I have friends outside the superhero world, and my last name isn't just for death threats or kidnappings; it's also for jumping the line right now― she said with a simple smile, pulling out a white card with a golden number on it and handing it to the security guard with his arms crossed against his chest.
With a simple smile, she handed a white card with a golden number on it to the security guard, who then let us pass by moving aside the rope separating the entrance from the line. Her hand never let go of mine as she guided me through the environment of red armchairs, alcohol, tables, and a stage in front of all the seating areas.
―¿What can I help you with tonight?― a waitress approached us with her uniform and a black tray with small glasses of orange liquid with orange slices inside.
―Good evening, I'm Cassidy Stark, and I reserved a table in the upstairs area; if you could take us there, it would be excellent― she sounded so serious and kind at the same time.
A bit hypnotizing the way she interacted with others, using her privileged position to get things done, something I was used to seeing her do at the complex, albeit in a disheveled manner and always with laughter in her voice.
―Follow me, Miss Stark.
The woman started walking ahead of us, guiding the way from the ground floor, which was filled with people already sitting at tables in front of the stage, having drinks or food and patiently waiting with little chatter to avoid drowning out the smooth jazz that was playing by the live bands tonight. We stood in front of some stairs a few meters from the stage against the wall. These stairs had a ribbon like the one outside but this time with a white sign hanging from the burgundy velvet that read "VIP."
―The reservation was for table 3 next to the bay, ¿right?― she asked as she looked at something on a computer.
I didn't know anything, and I was more focused on seeing the place and its mysterious and reserved aesthetics. But as I looked around and tried to read the decorative signs hanging on the walls, I heard Cass's affirmative voice along with the clinking sound of metal.
―Let's go, Buck― she pulled my hand as she climbed the stairs, leaving the waitress behind to be just the two of us along with a few others upstairs.
We had the best view of the stage, and the lights above were closer, almost as if it weren't for the warm, red lights, we would be in the dark.
―It's a new and exclusive bar because of its mysterious nature and the few reservations it allows. People outside are waiting in case there's room inside, even to stand and be with the people listening to unknown Jazz bands, indie music actually but soft from the aesthetics of the place.
―¿Why did you do this?― I asked as I looked around.
―You need to go to places with people who aren't from your environment. It's called exposure therapy, and since you said you liked jazz, well― she gave me a small smile before we sat facing each other.
―¿So it's like a date?― I asked with a raised eyebrow.
―Something like that.
I chuckled a bit, shaking my head before turning to the candlelight in the middle of the table, casting a warm glow on Cass's face.
―¿Whiskey as usual?― she asked, taking her gaze off the menu to look at me.
―Something normal. You know I don't like those trendy drinks nowadays― I looked at her with a small smile.
―You should try something new in your drinks to know that there are more things than the harshness and pain of whiskey― she left the menu as we heard the voice of a man.
We turned to see the waiter, who was dressed like the girl before, holding a notebook and a pen.
―I'll have an espresso martini, and he'll have a whiskey The Macallan 1926, please― she sounded very firm but kind, giving him a smile.
―¿For food?
―I'll have spaghetti with bolognese ragout― she sounded so good speaking Italian that I didn't think about what I wanted to eat.
They both stared at me, waiting for my response, so I stared back at the guy, trying to compose myself.
―The same as her, thanks― I said in a deep voice.
He left, and I heard Cass's laughter faintly, to the point where I also laughed a bit with her.
―¿Do you even know what you ordered?― she asked incredulously, playing with the napkins.
―No, I'm somewhat scared it might be the worst thing I've ever tasted in my life. I really hope it's delicious― I said, feeling the live music starting to play.
It was calm with light drums and a marked rhythm, with a bit of electric guitar in the background along with a guy singing into the microphone artistically. The song seemed to be about a woman, or at least that's what I thought from the way "She" was repeated.
―It's a Bolognese pasta, but the meat is cooked with milk and white wine. The noodles are a bit thicker than usual, and it's served with grated cheese on the sides― she explained with a small smile.
―It doesn't sound so bad, but the idea of meat cooked in milk and wine sounds disgusting due to the combination.
She shrugged her shoulders, staring fixedly at the stage with attention, her right hand holding her chin with her elbow resting against the table, and her left hand playing lightly with the plants on the railing.
―Your drinks and your plates, and in 5 minutes, your food will be ready― the guy brought the white plates with food and the glasses with the wine bottle.
―Thank you― Cass said, getting comfortable, waiting and watching how they left our food.
The plate was white with clean edges, and the pasta in the middle with the sauce spread nicely, with the touch of cheese on the sides slightly raising the mountain with pieces of meat and tomato randomly placed.
―Enjoy.
He left, and my girlfriend took a photo of her plate along with the glass.
―I don't understand why you do that― I said as I took a sip of my drink.
―¿What?― she asked, putting her phone down near the railings and placing the napkin on her lap.
―The photo of your food. I don't understand why you take a picture of your food.
―Because it's pretty, and I want to take a picture of it. Besides, I like posting them in my stories because it looks nice and aesthetic― she began to eat her food lightly.
―I don't understand this modern era. In my times, photos were taken of people and landscapes.
I tried to mimic the way she ate and picked up the pasta from the plate.
She shook her head while laughing before looking back and listening to the music, her foot tapping a bit against my leg, marking the beat of the song.
We spent the night until around 2 am listening to the same guy with his band, drinking a bottle of red wine and finishing the food with a strange frozen dessert that had a chocolate brownie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream prepared with champagne according to the dessert menu.
―Thank you, have a good night― the waiter left after Cass swiped her black card.
―¿Shall we, Buck?― she asked, getting up carefully and with her jacket on, along with her bag.
―¿Are you okay?― I asked, standing up.
―Just a little dizzy― she gave me a small smile.
I took her hand carefully to help her down the stairs, seeing how, despite the time, the bar was still full of new people, and the line outside had the same number of people.
―¿Why are there still so many people?― I asked confused.
―The bar is open until 5 am― Cass replied as she brushed her hair out of her face, breathing in the fresh air.
We both walked to my bike slowly, enjoying the cool spring air with the few stars in the sky.
―Buck― Cass stopped us a few meters from the bike, her hand on her chest, looking at the ground.
I thought the worst; two months ago, her "heart" had suddenly stopped while she was chatting with the guys at dinner, and she was in intensive care until this week when she finally got rid of her tube and some pills to take and eat solid things, but we were all worried. I think if Cass were to shut down right now on the street, and knowing I only have 5 minutes to get her to the complex doctors, I wouldn't mind killing people in my way to the middle of the forest far from the city just to save her.
―¿What's wrong, Doll?― I asked worriedly, placing my hand on her shoulder.
Her head lifted to look at me with her eyes before throwing herself into my shoulders and kissing me forcefully, putting her hands on my left shoulder and on my hip, smiling in the middle of the kiss.
―Thank you for giving me a very nice night; I needed to forget about my life for a moment― she whispered on my lips.
Bucky Barnes Birthday In The Country
―I never imagined seeing the Winter Soldier, the greatest and deadliest assassin of the last 50 years, wearing a plastic crown at a children's party― I heard a sweet and amused voice behind me.
I was trying to pour myself more vodka juice from the kitchen and taking the opportunity to catch some fresh air outside the circle of Avengers and parents I didn't know, besides small children running around everywhere.
―Neither did I, this wasn't my original plan for my day off― I replied, looking at her with a small smile as I leaned against the sink.
Cass had her arms crossed over her chest as she leaned against the door frame, a smile on her face and a glass in her hands.
―I didn't tell you before, but thank you for coming. Lila was very happy to have you here― she said, approaching me slowly with a slight smile.
I sighed with a smile on my face as I listened to her. She had dragged me to a birthday party for Barnes' daughter at the farm, and instead of taking the opportunity to stay alone in the complex reading or listening to quiet music without having to listen to people passing by or arguing, I had knelt before Cass, and now I was at Clint's farm lifting children with my metal arm, wearing a plastic crown on my head.
―I'm sure she was― I sighed, looking down at my feet.
She placed her glass next to mine, and her hands tangled behind my neck with a slight smile. The scent of the perfume I liked was very close to me, almost like a mist on my face, enjoying her smile and the shine of her lips that had nagged me so much to drive slowly below the speed limit.
―Thank you, really. I promise I'll make it up to you― she whispered against my lips, looking into my eyes.
―It's not necessary. I'm just tired and needed a breather― I said, my hands reaching for her waist, feeling her skin goosebumps as she felt my cold metal arm.
―¿Do you want me to leave you alone?― she asked, uncertainty in her eyes.
―No, I never want to be alone if I can be with you for a moment. I just want to be here for a few minutes― I said, looking at her with a slight smile before giving her a small kiss.
She stayed looking at me with a small smile, and I don't know what she was looking at, but I really believe I had the best view. The sunset light hit her face through the window of the house, giving her such a homely and tranquil view that the idea of going somewhere just the two of us reappeared in my mind.
Having a house and living hidden from life, just the two of us quietly leaving behind the Avengers, Hydra, superheroes, or the society on our shoulders, staying in the quietest place in the world alone with our house.
―I would like to have something like that― I whispered, looking into her eyes while playing with her hair.
―¿A children's party or more time together?― she asked, confused.
―A house far from everyone and everything, just the two of us, letting ourselves be carried away by time.
―It would be nice to have some alone moments on a farm and the American dream.
She gave me a small smile, joining her left hand with my metal hand as she reached for a jug of juice since she couldn't drink alcohol due to medication.
―Not just a moment, a lifetime, in secret, and sometimes having missions, but instead of staying in the complex waiting for the next mission or training useless people to waste time, both of us sharing hobbies together without hiding― my flesh hand touched her chin to make her look into my eyes.
―We can't even let my father see us less than 40 meters apart, and you want me to pack my things and go to a house in the countryside? It's very nice, Buck, really, it sounds like something we could really live someday, but it's very difficult. I need medical attention all the time, and I'm always with my father― she said with a sad face, and I looked at the floor.
I let go of her chin to touch the star on her chest. I could see the faint red light coming from inside her chest, her body full of cables and constantly receiving medical attention and medication. It was a reality for her that even though we both wanted to show ourselves, we couldn't, and it would be very unfair, in addition to the increased life risks for her if we separated so much from the complex.
And then there was her father, Tony hated me, and although indirectly Cass tried to make him stop hating me, she only managed to make his sarcastic comments about my past in Hydra, giving me nicknames for my arms, and trying to leave the subject behind or hidden under the rug, but not much more. If he were to find out that I am with his daughter, the least he would do would be to banish me from the Avengers and the complex.
―¿Why is everything with us so difficult?
―Because it shows how strong we are― she touched my chin with the tips of her fingers. ―But I'm aware that the whole situation surrounding us sucks.
―Just a place where we both can be, where we can see each other and just be without the fear on our shoulders.
―We can create moments, we can do things to have a normal life within the parameters, but the idea of a house in the countryside or living alone together is very unlikely― she gave me a sad and melancholic smile, and it hurt my soul to know that as long as we were together, we would live in the shackles of Hydra, my past, and her father.
―I love you― I whispered as I carefully ran my fingers through her hair, looking down at her.
―I love you too― she whispered back with a smile, showing her teeth.
We heard the sound of a conversation nearby, so we quickly separated, me leaning against the countertop and her looking into the fridge with feigned doubt.
―¿What were you doing? Your father is looking for you― Lauren's voice broke the awkward silence.
She looked at us for a moment with a raised eyebrow before walking over to Cass and taking out the birthday cake.
―Tell him I'm coming now― she said tiredly, sighing.
―¿What were you doing?― Lauren asked.
―I was looking for something that doesn't have alcohol but also doesn't have too much sugar. Your husband said there was only orange juice in the fridge― she poured some of the orange liquid.
―¿And your sergeant?
―He needed some time away from sticky hands and loud songs― she sighed, looking at the floor.
She looked at us with a raised eyebrow before tilting her head, ready to leave.
―I don't need you to answer because you'll deny it, especially you, Cassady, but I know you two are up to something, I see it and feel it in the air, but the situation is difficult from what Clint told me, so I won't say anything, and you better both be there for the family photo― she sounded stern as she walked away with the white cake box.
We stayed silent without looking at each other before hearing her laugh.
―¿You wanted a normal couple life? There you have Lauren laughing at us and mocking because we can't hide anything― she said with a smile as she started walking back outside.
*Y/N is talking about their past*
Y/N: I guess it was that day I came home to a cold, empty house, devoid of light and love, and I knew then that my sorrows would only grow.
Bucky: Y/N, this is the saddest life story I have ever heard! And you haven't even covered the teen years!
Steve: Oh, I'm sure it gets better!
Y/N: Ha! No, at eleven, things really took a turn for the worst.
I’m sobbing I need this so bad it’s so Bucky coded
From @/mariahfowler05 on tiktok
Lady
Paring: Bucky Barnes x Reader
A/n: I was listening to this song, and reading dad!bucky stories and was inspired.
You laid in bed trying to fall asleep, being eight months pregnant didn’t help either. You continued to lie there, eyes shut, not wanting to wake Bucky.
You had recently been playing some country music around the house, one because you like it and two, to help Bucky on his pop culture. You’d been playing a lot of the songs you grew up singing and then one that was a lot more recent- Lady by Brett Young.
You felt Bucky sit up, hearing his dog tags clanking. He placed a hand on your bump, hearing him start to sing, “I remember when I first heard your heartbeat.” It was Lady. “It had only been eight weeks. Standing there staring at the screen was the first time you even scared me.” His voice was soft, trying not to wake you. “God knows I don’t know exactly what I’m doing, but good news, we got her to get through it. I hope you look just like your momma, and love her like I do. You’ll see close to perfect patience if you watch her every move. You can always run to daddy, you’ll always be my baby but, look at her, baby girl and you’ll learn. How to be a lady.” He stopped, and kissed your bump before falling back asleep. You opened your eyes and watched his peaceful sleep, smiling after what had happened.
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Marvel: @sabnstyles
All: @sade-shark
Hi, so marvel fans or more specifically Bucky fans, I need your help. So I’m trying to find this one Bucky fic, and I need help, so I’m gonna describe it.
Bucky’s at therapy and he gets a call from the reader, and the therapist (forgot her name) tell him to answer on speaker and he does and he has this whole conversation with the reader and it’s just pure fluff and he says he hates therapy but promises to keep going because the reader wants them too. Please help me find it! I really really like it and wish I reblog do it but I didn’t and now I’m regretting it.
Thank you!!
I hit 50 followers and I’m so happy! Thank you guys so much for your support and this gives me an excuse for a follower prompt writing thing… so here’s some prompts, send me an ask with the number and genre and the character. Also thank you @nerdyfangirl67 for your help with this.
I write for-
Bucky Barnes
Peter Parker
Tony
Tim
Ziva
Ellie
Gibbs
Here’s the prompts-
Fluff
“I like the way your hand fits in mine.”
“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”
“It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”
“You can call me whenever you want… Even if you don’t have a reason to.”
“I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.”
“Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.”
“You look really cute in that sweater.”
“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”
“You’re a big piece of inspiration for this, honestly.”
“God, you always make me blush so damn much.”
“I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.”
“Could you hold my hand?”
“I really love holding you, (darling, doll, babe, baby- lmk).”
“Your lips are really warm.”
“I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”
“No, (blank), don’t tell him/her I said that about him/her!”
“My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about how sometimes.”
“Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”
“You don’t need to leave so soon.”
“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”“You’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?”
“You make me so happy.”
“Don’t give me that puppy dog face. How am I supposed to say no to that?”
“Let’s share my coat, since you’re so cold.”
“I can’t believe I got the first date, let alone a year.”
“Would you mind if I kissed you?”
“I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”
“I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”
“Yeah… Huh? Oh, sorry I was just thinking about my girl/boyfriend.”
“I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.”
“I remember practicing how to ask you out to the mirror.”
Angst
"Do I really mean nothing to you?"
"I never meant to hurt you!"
"You are worth less than dirt to me."
"We could have been happy together..."
"I should've protected you!"
"Will you stay with me till I'm gone?"
"Don't leave me here, please!"
"It was my fault... it was all my fault!"
"I don't want to die-!"
"Please give me another chance!"
"It's okay... I wasn't meant to survive this."
"Please forgive me..."
"I'm dying and you can't stop it."
"You're dying and I can't stop it!"
"I only came to say goodbye."
"Stay with me!"
"I thought you loved me. I was wrong."
"I thought I loved you. I was wrong."
"Please don't hurt me!"
"I don't want to see you."
"I'm so sorry..."
"I'm ending it tonight. Don't try to stop me..."
"What did you do to yourself?"
"You can't just tell me to leave!"
"This wasn't meant to work out, you know."
"It's too hard. It's just too hard..."
"I was stupid to think you cared."
"You were stupid to think I cared."
Comfort- Kinda idk
“Just close your eyes. I will still be here when you open them again.”
“Sure, you can use me as a pillow.”
“I’d come for you. No matter what, when you need me, I will be there.”
“Can you walk? I’d be happy to carry you.”
“You can hold my hand.”
“The nightmares are just an illusion. I’m really here.”
“Tell me to stay and I will be here for as long as you’ll have me.”
“It’s okay to be afraid sometimes.”
“You don’t have to be strong all the time.”
“If you don’t know where to go, you can always come here.”
“I want you to know that it’s okay to cry.”
“Take all the time you need.”
“Don’t let your fears dictate your life.”
“It’s okay, it’s just you and me now.”
“You’re not invisible.”
“I love you more than I can ever scream.”
“I swear I’ll never let it happen again.”
“Please tell me what happened so I can help you feel better.”
“I just want you to be okay.”
“Of course I care for you.”
“Doesn’t that feel better?”
“You can talk to me. You can cuss, cry, scream, it doesn’t matter. Just talk until it’s all out.”
“None of this was your fault.”
“You don’t have to go through this alone.”
“You can hold my hand.”
“You’re my entire world.”
“You’re safe here in my arms.”
“See, even our pet agrees.”
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