#Bucky x Steve x Reader

[buckybuckyboo]

After the party

Word count: 564

Warnings: all the fluffyness

A/N: all feedback is welcome. Thank you in advance for the likes and reblogs. Enjoy!

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Parties were never your thing but you would do anything for Bucky and Steve. It was a very long night but the three of you got through it and made it back home. You were so tired you nearly fell asleep against Steve in the elevator. He held you tight and kissed the top of your head, "We're almost there baby".

Bucky went ahead and opened the door for you. Steve passed you over to Bucky and he brought you into the kitchen and sat you onto the counter top and got you a glass of water.

"I'm so tired Jamie"

"I know baby girl. Just drink some water and then we will put you to bed" he hands you the glass with a smile. You take a couple of sips from it and leave it down. Pulling Bucky closer to you as you lay your head on his chest.

He holds you close, on hand on the back of your head as he gently rubs your scalp and the other on your back. He just holds you there while swaying side to side slightly. It makes you smile. Reaching your hand up to his face and pulling him in for a sweet kiss.

Steve walks up behind Bucky, placing his hand on his back "Got the bed ready, you ready angel?"

Looking up at him with tired eyes and nodding with a smile. Stretching your arms out to him, he lifts you off the counter top and carry's you to the bedroom. Gently placing you down onto the bed, taking your shoes off and pulling the covers up. Steve kneels beside the bed and smiles down at you.

"Thank you for coming tonight angel"

You smile wide and lean into him kissing him softly and laying your head back down on the pillow.

"Good night baby"

-x-

A couple of hours later you start to wake up slightly feeling something behind you. Turning your head back and seeing Steve fast asleep with his chest to your back and his arm wrapped around your waist. Looking in front of you, you see Bucky. He's got his hand intertwined with yours and close to his mouth knowing well that he was kissing it before he went to sleep. Leaning over and brushing his hair back from his face and resting your hand on his cheek.

You feel him nuzzle into your hand as his eyes slowly start to open.

"Hey doll" he says quietly in his sleepy voice.

"Hi baby" You smile back and kiss him. "I'm just gonna go get a drink, do you need anything?"

He rises up in the bed "I'll get it for you baby" leaning in and kissing your lips softly. You watch as he gets up and leaves the room You snuggle back into Steve's arms and you feel him move. "Everything ok?" he says without even opening his eyes.

"Yeah, Buck just went to get me a drink. Go back to sleep" kissing his forehead. Bucky comes back with your drink and you take a few sips and hand it back to him to leave on the bedside locker. You lay back on the bed and reach for Bucky who smiles wide and climbs back into bed laying his head on your chest. You play with his hair and lean over kissing Steve once more before closing your eyes.

[moonstruksandco]

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PROLOGUE ; PLAYING GOD

pairing : mob!stucky x mob!reader

summary : your father risked his life for somebody else, now you have to work for him and his best friend

warnings : eventual smut (hehehehe) ; soft mean bucky (meaner reader) and steve ; hard headed reader with a violence problem ; meaner bucky, colder steve ; classism ; daddy issues ; hella violence ; fem!reader ; trailerpark!reader

a/n : yeeaaaaaaaaaaaaa i'm sort of out of my mind writing this, cuz i have a an unfinished tvd chap in drafts but i couldn't help myself, the daydreams went CRAZZYYYYY and I miss infinity war steve and cap and winter soilder look! this is dedicated to my sun ; reblogs and feedback are loved and appreciated

Its ridiculous

And you think you don’t care.

Well.

Its hard to ease into it, but you still know you should.

He sacrificed himself for someone else.

Took a bullet for someone else.

Someone that was never going to be you.

And now, he’s in front of you.

Not the one striving for his life, the one who got to live.

You know this life well. And you thrive on it. Born to fight, raised to live.

But never for him.

“He told me to watch over you,” He says with his golden hair and beard, looking at you seriously.

His eyes are too blue.

His office, or what he chooses to show face in, is cold. Everything is white or beige. Big open windows behind him, desk and monitor shining on his face.

“So…I have to work? For you. That were his last words?” Before he became a vegetable, you don’t say.

You’re clad in attire that almost didn’t even get you into his floor. Theres an oversized leather jacket draped over the chair next to you, denim skirt, groza strapped right underneath (and another in said jacket), white tank and low top sneakers ;because its blazing outside, obviously. Sweat still sticking, mind the very ventilated room.

You think back;

“I’m just here to see Steve Rogers,” you say to the point of exhaustion to the receptionist - secretary whatever.

You think if she was more gentle and nice about it, you would’ve given her grace. But she wasn’t, and hasn’t.

“Yes, but I told you I’ve spoken to him on the phone, and I’ve shown you the number that I could see you obviously recognized, plus the text he sent to come at this time.”

She rolls her eyes.

You decide you’re going to maim her.

“I’ve heard this all before,” She responds in a bored tone, “If you’re not on the sched-”

You’re beginning to pull out the dagger under your skirt.

A hand stops you.

“She’s fine. Let us up.”

You immediately pull on his wrist in retaliation. You think you’re about to break it, but he meets yours eyes.

Eyes to blue. But ones you don’t recognize.

And he stands by Steve now, hands clasped on his front.

You think he said he said his name was Bucky in the silent elevator.

He continues, “I’m not going to take whats owed to yo-”

“Well, he wanted you to, no?” you finish.

You cross your arms, leaning back slightly in the chair. “Just tell me what you need me to do.”

Steve sighs, look away from you, then back to you. “We need you to keep doing what you do best. But this time, for a cause that matters.”

“And that cause is…?” You sit up, confusion evident.

He stalls, as if confused. “You’re father.”

You slack by down, not amused and definitely not interesting

Steve continues, “Just pretend to be my assistant, do what you do best for him, and I’ll protect you.”

You laugh, a short, bitter sound that echoes in the sterile room. "Protect me?” He must be joking.”I think I’ll be fine without it.”

“You know who your father is, right?”

Your face morph into something close to irration.

Its not Steve, its the other blue eyes, and you look straight into his eyes, Bucky you think, “Did I stutter?”

The tension in the room thickens, Steve interjects, placing his palm up to interrupt whatever his (Bucky?) rebuttal was, “This isn’t just about you. It’s about preventing something bigger.”

Your eyes leave a pair of blues, to meet another;

Steve continues, “No one knows what happened. If they know the state he’s in, or even wher-”

“So what? I play assistant

“Exactly.” His shadow says.

You don’t like Bucky.

“You already have one. The bitchy one.”

Steve sighs, “You’re just a cover. You’ll be doing the real work.”

You lean back again, contemplating. "Fine. But if this goes south, I'm out," you say, standing up grabbing your coat.

Steve nods, "Understood,” He stands up when you do respectfully. We start tomorrow."

You scoff again opening the door to exit, “We start next Monday.”

The door closes behind you with a soft click, leaving Steve and Bucky in a tense silence.

Bucky turns to Steve, "Are you sure about this?"

Steve nods, "She was his right hand” He looks back at the seat you were sat on.”No ones going to do it as best as her.”

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working on chap 2 ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎

[hellsenthero]

I'll Go Under (With You)

Ep. 2 Not So Dead

Warnings: Language, gore. 2.2K Words.

Mafia!Stucky X Fem!Reader

MASTERLIST

An enemy from the past comes back for revenge. What happens when you're caught in the crossfire?

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You were theirs, and they were yours. Everyone knew that, or nearly so. Clearly, the asshole standing in front of you now didn’t get the memo.

“Come on baby, give me a chance,” the man slurred. He reeked like booze and the beer he held in his hand sloshed over and spilt over your shoes. Your gaze dropped down to where the sticky liquid pooled around your expensive black heels, then back up into the man’s dark eyes.

“As I said, I’m spoken for.” You said coolly. You were about two seconds away from punching the lights out of the drunken man before you.

As you turned to leave, the man cursed behind you. “Fucking bitch.”

You stopped walking. Your eyes met your men’s across the room, their gazes lit with fire as they made their way over to you, ready to get rid of the man bothering you, most likely with plenty of bloodshed. You held up your hand, signalling to them that you had the situation handled. You turned back to the drunk, his scowl quickly turning back into a pleased smirk as he thought he had you in the palm of his hand. As if anyone would. His hand reached out and grasped your hip, his palm hot and clammy. Your eyes narrowed.

His two seconds were up.

You punched him. One right hook and he was passed out, his body sprawled across the bar floor.

Your men walked up behind you, you didn’t have to turn to know that it was Steve who stood on your right and Bucky who stood on your left. “Good job, doll.” Bucky crooned in your ear.

You couldn’t hold back your smile at his praise. “Sam,” Steve ordered, “take the fucker out back. When he wakes up make sure he remembers the lesson our girl taught him.”

Sam stepped over from where he stood against the wall, gripping the unconscious man’s legs he made to drag him out. “You got it, boss.”

As the man’s body was brought out back, the music and drunken chatter of the bar quickly picked back up. Finally, you took a step forward and turned to face your men. “Hi,” you smirked up at your boys.

“Hey doll,” Bucky answered quickly, his stormy eyes dark with lust.

“Hey angel,” Steve said softly, his rough hand coming up gently to cup your face. You leaned further into his hold, enjoying his warmth. His grip tightened just ever so slightly as he said, “did I hear that fucker call you baby?”

The smile slid off your face. “Yeah,” you breathed.

Steve and Bucky shared a look before turning back to face you. “I think it’s time we go home now, doll,” Bucky said to you softly before taking hold of your hand and leading you out of the bar.

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Bucky held you on his lap in the back seat of the car. You ground your hips on him as his lips trailed along your neck. Steve’s hands trailed up your waist, sliding past your bra and cupping your breasts.

"Delicious," he purred into your ear.

"I- we shouldn't." You said, tilting your head to the driver of the car.

"The partition is up, doll." Bucky soothed your worries. "Plus, when has that ever stopped ya?"

Your lust filled eyes turned to Steve. The blonde already had his gaze locked on you, smirking. "Awe, baby, you didn't actually think we would wait until we got home to fuck you, did ya?"

Holy God, your men and their insatiable desires. You fucking loved it.

"I," you began, not quite sure what to say.

"Do you want this?" Steve checked with you. Concern breaking through the lust filling his features. You nodded your head.

"Words, doll." Bucky reminded you. Vocal consent was one of your rules you and your men had before you really began anything.

"Yes. Yes please."

Bucky smiled and he shared a look with Steve. "Look at that Stevie, our girl is already begging'."

Steve chuckled. "Lean back on Bucky's chest baby."

You leaned back, listening to Steve. Bucky's metal arm wrapped around your torso, holding you tightly to him. The brunette's hot breath fanned your neck as he placed delicate kisses along your neck, making marks that he knew would show up as proof of your love making.

"So goo-" The blaring of a horn cut Steve off. Bright lights filled the car for a moment before there was a screech of tires. Steve threw himself over you and Bucky as your world got jolted.

And then there was nothing.

No sound. No car. No Bucky. No Steve. Just darkness.

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Waking up was a dizzying experience. The world swam in and out of focus as your head lulled to the side. Pain shot through your body like a lightning strike. A muffled gasp left you, muffled, you realized, because you were gaged. You tried listening to your surroundings but were unable to hear anything over the thumping inside your skull. Your movement must have caught the attention of someone, because a moment later humorless laughter filled the room.

"Impressive," the voice purred. "You're the first one to wake up. Seems like I got a fighter on my hands." Footsteps came towards you before you were grasped by the chin, your head tilted upwards. Your gaze locked on a pair of dark eyes.

Not Bucky, not Steve.

"Evenin' Sugar." The man purred. It took you a moment to remember the face before you. The face that was once ruggedly handsome and was now twisted and torn apart with scars.

Rumlow. The bastard once worked for Steve and Bucky before they discovered him for the traitor he truly was. Apparently, the bomb your men had planted in his car wasn't enough to kill him like the three of you had thought.

Rumlow chuckled, seeming to understand what you were thinking. "I'm back from the dead, baby. Like my new look?" He asked as he turned to show off his startling scars.

A muffle from you had him pulling the gage out of your mouth with his other hand. "What do you want Rumlow?"

Rumlow let go of your face, stepping back he gave you a once over before answering. "I'm here to pay back your boys for what they did to me."

Your stomach dropped and cold dread slithered through your veins. "They did what they had to once you betrayed them." You answered.

Rumlow smiled. "I'm glad you think so, because tonight, I'm going to do what I have to." With a too hard pat to your cheek, Rumlow walked away. He unlocked and opened a steel door but paused before walking out of the room. "Do me a favor sugar, scream for me when your boys wake up."

Your eyes widened as the door shut with a bang and you realized you had never been alone with Rumlow. Off to your right, sat Bucky and Steve. Their heads were bent back with unconsciousness and their limbs were heavily chained to the steel chairs they were slumped in. "Steve, Bucky!" You whispered harshly. A twitch from Bucky had you repeating their names a touch louder. With a jerk, your boyfriends rose from unconsciousness. Profanities slipped from both of their lips as their eyes blinked open.

“Baby?” Steve called, his head swiveled towards you with a heavy drop of his chin and you realized he was still very much out of it. Beside him, Bucky was fairing a bit better.

“The fuck happened?”

“Rumlow has us.”

Their blue eyes widened as they fully took in their surroundings. “That fucker's supposed to be dead!” Bucky bit out.

“Well, he's very much alive.” You answered.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked urgently. He couldn't see much of you past Bucky's body, but you knew your two men were urgently sweeping their gazes over every part of you that they could see.

“Just sore,” you answered. You were sure that beneath your clothing your skin was marred with bruises, but that was the least of your worries. “Can you break out of the chains?”

Bucky and Steve both struggled against the steel hold they were in. “I think I've been fucking drugged,” Bucky groaned. “This should be easy.”

Beside him, Steve threw his head back. “Yeah, I think so.”

You looked up at the ceiling, noticing a security camera pointed right at the three of you. The red blinking light taunting you. “Better hurry, I think he's watching.”

“Shit,” Bucky cursed. Whether from the strain against pulling on his chains, or at the realization that Rumlow was most likely headed right back to your room, you didn't know. You didn't care, either. You just wanted out. You needed this to end so the three of you could get back home, where it was safe.

You were about to speak again when everything happened at once. The door to the room flew open just as Steve and Bucky broke out of the chains. At the same time, a gunshot went off somewhere farther away, followed by yelling and screaming.

Bucky got to Rumlow first, grabbing him by the throat and smashing his head back against the wall. Another shot rang loud, this one louder than the previous. You watched in sick, horrific satisfaction as Bucky strangled the life out of Rumlow. Steve was quick to free you from your hold, helping you to stand up before pushing you behind him. You could hear hurried footsteps rushing towards you and you knew it was Rumlow’s men coming to kill the three of you.

But it wasn't his men that turned the corner of the doorway. It was a woman with short red hair and a dark skinned man, both holding guns.

It was your boyfriend's two favourite employees and close friends, Natasha and Sam.

“Oh God,” you cried in relief.

Their eyes swept the room, taking note of everything. “All good?” Sam asked, his gaze flicking between yours and the other two men.

“For now.” Bucky bit out.

Natasha reached behind herself and pulled out a gun, tossing it to Bucky before Sam did the same, tossing his second one to Steve. You could still hear shots and screams ringing out and you wondered how much of Steve and Bucky’s team was here.

As if Sam had read your mind, he spoke, “the whole gang's here, boss. Shouldn't be too difficult getting outta here.”

“Rumlow, you seen him?” Steve asked as you all made your way out of the room. You stayed between Steve and Bucky, a knife in your hand that Natasha had slipped you.

“I think the fucking coward shot off.” Natasha answered.

Steve and Bucky shared a look over your head, one that you knew meant trouble. But as their gaze landed on you, you knew getting you to safety was their main priority.

“We're turning right once we get up the stairs, then a left and straight out the fucking door.” Sam called from the front of the pack.

Rushing up the stairs and through the halls was a blur. You saw a couple of bodies, but you looked away in fear you'd recognize one of them. Blood splattered the walls and the floor. The crimson liquid soaking the shards of broken glass and furniture that littered the place.

It almost reminded you of the haunted houses you'd visit in October when you were a kid. Almost, because where there should have been ghosts and ghouls and witches, there were just bodies, bodies and more bodies.

The sun was bright in the sky when you made it outside. So different from the dark night sky you'd last seen. You squeezed your eyes shut at the brightness and let Bucky, you could tell by his metal hand, lead you to the van. Just as Bucky ushered you into the van you heard a crisp “all clear,” come through Sam and Natasha's radios.

“Bring her back to the house,” Steve ordered Sam. You were the only one seated as the others all stood outside the drivers side door.

“You heard em’ boss. It's all clear. We'll tie up the loose ends here while the three of you head home and relax.” Steve and Bucky shared a look, as if they were going to argue, but Natasha spoke up before they could storm off.

“At least one of you needs to head back with Boss Lady and take care of her, and I'm sure she'd appreciate both of you at her side right about now.” Steve and Bucky looked back at you, and were met with a small pout.

“Please?” You asked.

And that sealed it. Steve let Bucky climb in the back with you while he took the driver's seat, knowing that Bucky most likely needed a bit of extra time with you given how protective he was.

“Come here, doll.” Bucky cooed as he wrapped you up in his arms. You snuggled tightly into his embrace, letting him wrap his body around your own. A quick peek at the rear view mirror had you meeting Steve's warm gaze, and you knew that whether or not Rumlow was caught, everything was going to be just fine.

[avengersfantasies]

Anymore - Chapter 4

Summary: You and Bucky go to dinner. Steve and you come to an understanding.

What to expect: angst, fluff?

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Steve stood outside his girlfriend’s apartment – exhaling and eventually knocking on the door. He was not looking forward to this conversation one bit. The door opened within seconds of him knocking – she had been waiting.

            “Hi,” Steve greeted his girlfriend – walking into the apartment when she stepped aside. “We uh, we need to talk.”

            She crossed her arms and sat on the sofa. “Obviously.”

Steve sat down next to the blonde bombshell. “So…she’s uh…pregnant.”

Her face dropped, and she went from angry to furious. “So, you’ve been fucking her behind my back?!” She stood up and slapped him in the chest.

“What?!”

She scoffed. “Should’ve known better…once a cheater always a cheater.” She went to hit him again, but he managed to catch her hand this time.

“Will you stop it?!” Steve yelled back. “I didn’t sleep with her behind your back!”

“Then how is she pregnant?!”

Steve stood up. “She got pregnant while we were together! God, do you not know how reproduction works?!”

The girl crossed her arms and shook her head in disbelief. “I don’t believe you.”

“Then don’t,” Steve scoffed. “I came here to tell you and hoped you’d be by my side with this.”

“That’d never happen,” she spat. “The only way we’re gonna be together is if the only kid there is belongs to us.”

Steve shook his head. “Then we’re done.”

Before he had time to react, his now ex-girlfriend managed to connect a left-hook to his eye – shocking him but not really hurting him. Without a further word, Steve left the small apartment, not even bothering to grab the couple of outfits he’d left there.

Bucky had you giggling almost nonstop during dinner. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think the two of you weren’t currently trying to figure out what to do with Steve.

            “I do want him involved,” you sighed – using your fork to play with the noodles in your bowl. “It’s hard not to.”

            Bucky nodded. “Baby deserves a father.”

“Or two,” you quietly added on.

Bucky smiled softly. “Or two.”

You exhaled. “If we do this…you and me…and he wants to be involved…you know that he’ll have the final say for things as the dad.”

He nodded. “I do. And I won’t try to argue or interfere unless you ask.”

You smiled at him softly. “Before we decide to start something serious…I need to have a sit down with Steve…make him understand that he and I are over for good.”

“Probably a good idea,” Bucky agreed – sipping his beer. “He’s an asshole, but he’s still my best friend. Last thing I want is him thinking we’re going behind his back.”

You scoffed. “Oh no, how horrible,” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes. “He’d deserve it.”

“He would,” Bucky nodded, “but I know it’s not like you to want to hurt him.”

You smiled softly. “I’m gonna come back to the tower with you tonight…sit down and talk to him.” You exhaled. “I’m just…scared.”

Bucky raised an eyebrow. “Of what? Steve?”

You shrugged. “Myself,” you answered, “scared I might fall back into his spell…end up in bed with him or something.”

“Do you think that’s something you’d want?”

“I don’t know, Buck,” you admitted. “I don’t think I could be with him like before, but there’s a part of me that’s still just…”

“Attracted to him?” You looked down – feeling embarrassed that he knew how you still felt about the super soldier. No matter how much he broke your heart, there was always a part of you that would nonetheless be attracted to Steve Rogers. Bucky chuckled and reached his hand across the table – holding yours gently. “Sweetheart,” he spoke softly, “whatever you need so that you can be happy, I’ll support it.”

“I don’t want to fall back into bed or love with him,” you told him quietly, “but I’m scared that there’s that part of me that’ll never let go.”

“Do you want me there?” Bucky asked – stroking the back of your palm with his metal thumb.

You nodded tearfully. “Please.”

            Bucky drove the two of you back to the tower after dinner – holding your hand as you walked inside, but he made sure to keep a short distance and let go once inside. The last thing you needed was gossip about you and Bucky being together. You followed him up to Steve’s room, and he gently knocked on the door.

            “Steve,” Bucky called out, “can we talk?” A few seconds passed before Steve opened the door – an ice pack held up to his black eye. “What happened to you?” Bucky asked.

            “Nadia hits harder than I thought,” Steve informed him.

            “Are you okay?” you asked – your voice was meek and quiet.

Steve gave you a soft smile. “I will be.” He put the ice pack down on his nightstand and sat on the foot of his bed. “So, what’s up?”

“We need to talk,” you told him – sitting on the edge of the bed while Bucky sat on the chair across the way from you. “We need to…be clear about things.” Steve nodded and signaled for you to continue. “You and me…we’re—”

“I know I fucked up,” Steve began to interrupt. “Whatever I can do to fix it…just tell –”

“No, Steve,” you cut him off with tears in your eyes. “You did more than fuck up…Do you remember what you told me? I’ll remind you in case you forgot…you told me you didn’t love me anymore.”

Steve looked down to the floor – clearly ashamed at what he had done and said to you. “I know I can’t take that back…but believe me I didn’t mean it.”

You looked over at Bucky for some backup. You could feel yourself falling for him again, and you wanted so badly to throw yourself into his arms and tell him you forgave him. Bucky’s soft and caring expression gave you strength, however, and he was a very strong reminder that there were other men out there. You didn’t need to settle for someone who had so badly shattered your heart and soul.

“Steve,” you exhaled, “we’re done…you cheated…said horrible things to me…I can forgive you, but I can’t trust you....Not with my heart, anyways.”

He nodded. “I get it.”

“I’m more worried about how we’re going to do this whole parenting thing,” you continued. “If you say you want to be there but then end up leaving—”

“That won’t happen,” Steve insisted. “I do want to be there.”

You began to feel a sigh of relief. Maybe things would work out in the end. Maybe the two of you would never be together again, but at least, maybe, your baby would have their biological father in their life in some way. At least, that’s what you had hoped, but you had always found out that life had other plans.

[littleavengerfics]

Stucky x little one where she ks having bad stomach pain and cling to her daddy’s?

Steve would be so protective and wouldn’t take her to the doctor instead he would let someone come to them while she curls up to Bucky in his lap🥺

thank you for the request!

warnings: doctors and mentions medical stuff and injuries

Stomach ache (stucky x little reader)

"Hey y/n guess what your favourite daddies got for you!" Bucky sang walking in with two large shopping bags, steve following behind with another.

However they were met with the sight of you curled up on the bed groaning in pain. Bucky immediately dropped the bags and walked over to the couch where you were laying in agony.

"Doll? Are you alright?" You shook your head writhing around feeling like you were being repeatedly hit in the stomach. "Hurts."

"How long has it been hurting?" Steve asked when he'd moved the shopping from the floor to the counter. "Jus after you left." Bucky and Steve shared a worried glance, they hadn't seen you in this much pain since... maybe ever.

"This could be something serious, maybe we should get someone to take a look hm? Just to check you're doing okay." You gave him a worried glance. "No wan."

"I agree Buck, we can't let them go out like this. They could get something else and I don't think it's a good idea to take them somewhere unfamiliar and scare them."

"Sam told me about an app where you can get them to come to you and if that fails we could always try Bruce." Steve agreed so he stayed with you whilst bucky arranged the doctors appointment.

"He said it will be around an hour." Steve nodded before laying down next to you, you eventually managed to cuddle up close without aggravating your stomach. "Daddy im scared. No like doctors."

"I know baby, but we need to make sure you're nice and healthy, okay? Me and Dada will protect you." After some cartoons and snuggles Bucky answered the knock on the door. "Baby this is Dr Alex can she come and take a look at you?" You saw a woman stood next to him, she seemed really friendly and your caregivers were there so you nodded.

"Why don't you sit with Bucky y/n and I will hold your hand." Steve suggested making you nod, Bucky sat down beside you, pulling you into his lap. "they're little right now, I hope that's okay." Bucky sighed and the woman nodded. "Of course, whatever makes them more comfortable." You couldn't help but smile at that she seemed nice, maybe you could trust her just a little.

"So y/n I've heard you have been having some stomach pain?" She asked sitting opposite you. "Mhm." You replied looking away. "anything else? Fever? Nausea?" Steve shook his head squeezing your hand a little to prove he was still there.

"Okay, do you mind if I take a look?" She asked making you nod nervously. "Alright, I can see some bruising around here." Her fingers touched it slightly making you hiss. "I know I'm sorry, well I think it's mostly likely just a pulled muscle, have they been doing anything strenuous recently?"

"They've been training a lot recently, I can't believe we didnt think of that." Alex gave him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about it, I'm glad you called me out. It's always best to get it checked out rather than assume it's nothing. It seems quite severe but it doesn't require surgery which is good." Bucky sighed with relief hearing that and kissed the top of your head. "You did so good."

"They need plenty of rest and to avoid doing anything strenuous for 4-6 weeks, and I recommend ice packs and heat packs to helo witb the swelling along with some ibuprofen but other than that there's nothing else we need to do." Steve nodded looking at bucky, they both knew it was going to be hard to get you to stay still for 4-6 weeks. If you weren't training in your big headspace you were running around playing with your daddies.

"Thank you Dr Alex, let me show you out." Steve smiled shaking her hand before opening the door for her. "Bye y/n. Thank you guys." She smiled back at Steve and Bucky before leaving. "See kiddo that wasn't too bad." You glared at him.

"alright, I know, it's gonna be hard to stay in bed and rest but it's what your body needs and you can get all the cuddles you could ever want." You gave him a small smile at that. "We love you kiddo and we are so proud of you. You were so brave today." Steve grinned kissing your forehead making you giggle.

Maybe spending all that time in bed cuddling wouldn't be so bad after all.

[thatboisus]

me logging onto tumblr after consuming a new piece of media

[mcntsee]

me when I reach the angst part of the angsty fic that I specifically chose for the angst

[flow33didontsmoke]

when y/n does something so bad/embarrassing you have to facepalm and close your eyes for a minute

[natti-ice]

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

[buckybuckyboo]

Keeping it secret

It was later in the day when you got out of bed. Making your way to the kitchen for a very much-needed cup of coffee. Bucky and Steve, your roommates were sitting at the table also having some coffee. You sat down with your cup and took a long sip and closed your eyes. When you opened them, Steve was smiling at you.

"What's your problem rogers?"

"You had lots of fun last night?" he smirks.

"What? I didn't go anywhere last night. What are you talking about?"

"Yeah cause you brought the party here" he laughs.

"Okay, what are you talking about?"

"I think it was maybe 4am, I heard you. Who did you sneak over? Do we know him?"

You froze instantly in place. He heard you? You thought he was dead asleep.

"Hey doll, it's okay. You got what you needed" he laughs with Bucky.

"Okay I gotta go see you two later"

You and Bucky watch as he leaves. As soon as the door closes you punch Bucky in the arm.

"Bucky! He heard us!"

He laughs uncontrollably. "It's okay baby girl he doesn't have a clue"

"But he thinks I'm doing randoms in the middle of the night!"

"Then why don't we just tell him?"

"No, it will ruin everything. He will feel like a third wheel"

Bucky leans over kissing you softly. "He won't. He will be happy for us doll. I promise

[l0velysmut]

family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”

me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:

[that1geek06]

"English isn't my-"

Hush now my friend, and let me read the absolute beauty of a fic that you have bestowed this world and humiliated the first English speakers with

[avengersfantasies]

Anymore - Chapter 4 (SNEAK PEEK)

Here's a sneak peek for the next chapter.

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Steve stood outside his girlfriend apartment – exhaling and eventually knocking on the door. He was not looking forward to this conversation one bit. The door opened within seconds of him knocking – she had been waiting.

            “Hi,” Steve greeted his girlfriend – walking into the apartment when she stepped aside. “We uh, we need to talk.”

            She crossed her arms and sat on the sofa. “Obviously.”

Steve sat down next to the blonde bombshell. “So…she’s uh…pregnant.”

Her face dropped, and she went from angry to furious. “So, you’ve been fucking her behind my back?!” She stood up and slapped him in the chest.

“What?!”

She scoffed. “Should’ve known better…once a cheater always a cheater.” She went to hit him again, but he managed to catch her hand this time.

“Will you stop it?!” Steve yelled back. “I didn’t sleep with her behind your back!”

“Then how is she pregnant?!”

Steve stood up. “She got pregnant while we were together! God, do you not know how reproduction works?!”

The girl crossed her arms and shook her head in disbelief. “I don’t believe you.”

“Then don’t,” Steve scoffed. “I came here to tell you and hoped you’d be by my side with this.”

“That’d never happen,” she spat. “The only way we’re gonna be together is if the only kid there is belongs to us.”

Steve shook his head. “Then we’re done.”

Before he had time to react, his now ex-girlfriend managed to connect a left-hook to his eye – shocking him but not really hurting him. Without a further word, Steve left the small apartment, not even bothering to grab the couple of outfits he’d left there.

[bethsvrse]

me staring at my ceiling after y/n does the most FLABBERGASTING thing ever

[itshelia]

Taking anti-depressant pills?? Seeing a therapist??? Journaling???? No need babe, my fav writer just dropped another x reader fic.

[thatboisus]

reading a good ass fanfic up until it said something that just makes you want to stop reading