#and bucky just falls more madly in love with him

[romanscoming]

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↣ THOR ODINSON

THOR feels like heaven when u ride him .

THOR loves it when you worship him to beyonce <3 !

THOR pounds inside of u in the closet next to the meeting room .

THOR like some wild shii, and ur just here for it .

↣ PETER PARKER

PETER always wanted to eat you out, and you finally let him .

PETER1 & PETER2 both came too help u release some stress .

PETER doesn't like u teasing him at school, so he fucks u at home.. long and hard

PETER failed his mission, and needs you .

↣ STEVE ROGERS

STEVE loves it when you use him as your person dildo .

STEVE loves ur special halloween costume he even fucks u in it .

STEVE is madly in love with your tight little pussy, he wants to cum inside u and fill u all the way up all the time .

STEVE can fuck you all night long, he doesn't care.. he js needs you wants u and has to feel ur insides, he wants your legs shaking and everything inside of u.

↣ TONY STARK

TONY will fuck you anywhere in the avengers hq, he doesn't give a fuck .

TONY will never let u bath in peace, u have to be full of his cock .

TONY special bday present, he's been dying for this .

TONY breeds you full, not letting a single one of his kids fall out of ur prefect pussy hole .

↣ DR. STEPHEN STRANGE

DR. STRANGE find u in the kitchen and place u on to his dick .

DR. STRANGE loves the feeling of their cum spill inside of u .

DR. STRANGE wants u to jerk him off and keep eye contact .

DR. STRANGE can't keep his hands off of u when ur riding him sooo good .

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EDDIE randomly pops in at your apartment and fucks u brainless standing up .

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LOKI always wants it raw, as soon as u wait up, as soon as your home.. anywhere.

LOKI thinks he should start punishing you more after this .

LOKI has to fill u up with his cum before leaving on a mission .

↣ BUCKY BARNES

BUCKY has attachment issue.. he has to show u that he loves u and he has to be close by u, he has to b deep inside u .

BUCKY does not play with it comes to creampies and backshots .

BUCKY doesn't think u can handle him, so u show him u can .

BUCKY will never stop breeding u, ur gonna b his little momma someday .

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HULKS dick straight in ur cunt, over and over and over .

BRUCE wants u bouncing on his dick while natasha watches and help .

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[ravenromanova]

Please be mine

Pairings: Roommate Bucky x Female reader (Best friends to lovers)

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT DO NOT READ IF YOURE UNDER 18. Daddy kink, Size kink, Fingering, Sex in a tub, Breeding kink. DO NOT READ IF YOURE UNDERAGE!!!!!!!!!!

Summary: Bucky helps when youre stressed out

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The cool autumn air hit your skin as you walked back to your apartment after finishing your last class of the day. You trudged along the way wishing that you brought a jacket today. Luckily the walk to your apartment wasnt that long so you weren’t in the cold all that long. When you made it back to your apartment your roommate and best friend Bucky was already home so you didn’t have to bother unlocking the front door.

“Hey sweets” Bucky greeted you when you walked through the door. His warm voice sent a shiver down your spine as he spoke.

“Hey Buck” Your voice was small and sounded very defeated when you spoke. Bucky stood up from his place on the couch and walked over to where you were in the kitchen. He stood in front of you and ran his hands up and down your arms in a soothing motion.

“What’s wrong sweets?” He asked causing you to bury your head in his chest and groaning. Bucky laughed a little and wrapped his strong arms around your back and started rubbing it.

“Mrs.Harkness gave us a ten page essay assignment thats due next week. So not only do i have to come up with a topic for that but i also have the paper to finish for Mr.Starks class, AND i have a test for Ms.Potts the same day the essay is due” Your words were muffled as you spoke but Bucky got the gist of it. He put his finger underneath your chin and tilted your head so you looked up at him.

“First you need to breathe before you go into a panic attack. Second i know you have a lot of work to do but you need to relax.” You were about to say something but then he put his finger against your lips. “No arguing printsessa“ He said in a little bit of a firmer tone and you didn’t have the energy to fight so you just nodded.

“Good girl now go sit on the couch and I’ll run you a bath” Bucky says walking you to the couch and then he kisses your head before he walks off to the bathroom. You sit on the couch trying not to blush and swoon from how sweet he’s being.

You and Bucky had met your junior year of high school and since then the two of you were inseparable. So naturally when you two both got accepted into NYU you asked him if he wanted to get an apartment with you. He accepted the offer telling you he’d love nothing more. And your friendship only grew stronger after that and you even started to fall for him. Your feelings grew for him each day and when he took care of you it just made then stronger.

What you didn’t know was that the reason he did all those things for you was because he was madly in love with you. Bucky loved to take care of you when you were stressed or sick. It made his heart feel all fuzzy when you would let him take care of you, the smile you would give him whenever he did melted his heart. Unfortunately you two were completely oblivious to how the other felt even though all your friends told you.

“Come on printsessa” You heard him call for you from the bathroom. You made your way to the bathroom and smiled at the setup. He lit your favorite candles, added your bath salts and bubbles, got your favorite book, snacks, hot chocolate and then laid your clothes on the counter for you when you were done.

“Thank you Jamie” The words were soft as they passed your lips making him smile. He walked up to you and wrapped you in his arms.

“You’re welcome sweets” His lips found their way to your forehead and your knees almost gave out. He kissed your head again before he started to walk out of the bathroom to give you your privacy.

You dont know what came over you but you grab his hand to stop him from leaving. He looked at you confused as you grabbed his hand and pulled him a little closer to you.

“Stay” You whispered looking up at his blue eyes. His confusion grew more as you spoke.

“What?” He asked and you wrapped your arms around his neck causing his breath to catch in his throat.

“i said stay” You repeated yourself and Bucky’s heart started racing.

“Y-You want me to stay in here while you take a bath?” He questioned making you laugh a little.

“I want you to take it with me” His eyes widened at your words and you swore he almost choked.

“I-I what?” Bucky’s voice was shaky as he spoke. It’s not that he hadn’t thought of it but he never expected you to take such a bold approach.

“You said i needed to relax…and i want to relax with you.” Your voice dropped an octave causing a shiver to run down his spine. Bucky nodded and slowly took off his shirt. You walked over to the sink with your back towards him before you slowly started taking off your clothes. He watched you undress and he swore he almost died right there. Never in a million years did he think he’d ever see you like this, naked and vulnerable. Once he undressed he walked up behind you and wrapped his hands around your bare waist.

His hands needed the soft skin making you groan in delight. He took your hands and lead you to the tub letting you get in first then he sat behind you. You laid back on his chest as his hands were around your waist again. It was in this moment the both of you knew you were no longer friends. His hands were under the water gripping and rubbing your skin with need. You rested your head on his chest and took one of his hands and moved it lower.

Bucky’s breath hitched in his throat when his fingers came into contact with your pussy. “Are you sure? Because if we do this there’s no going back. You’re mine” He said lowly against your ear causing you to shiver.

“I’m sure…I wanna be yours” You whispered looking up at him and he crashed his lips into yours taking his hands out of the water to cup your face. The kiss was everything you wished it would be with him, his lips were soft and he tasted like cherries.

Bucky turned you around and sat you over his lap so he could see your pretty face when he fucked you. His hands dipped back into the water and started to rub your pussy.

“So fucking tight” He praised sticking one of his thick fingers in you making you moan.

“Oh fuck” Your head starts to go fuzzy when Bucky curls his finger and hits your g-spot. He puts another one in making you grip onto his shoulders for dear life.

“So fucking perfect” His voice is gruff as he whispers in your ear before he starts kissing your neck. He takes his time leaving marks on your neck while fingering you with ease.

“I-I’m gonna cum-oh fuck-“ You feel your first orgasm rip through you when he hits that spot just right. Bucky smiles into your neck and continues to fuck your through your high.

“You did so good baby” Bucky praised you again giving you a sweet and gentle kiss. He then lifts you out of the tub not caring about the water all over the floor and brings you to his room. You giggle when he tosses you onto his bed and crawls to you so he’s on top.

“Are you sure you want this? We can still stop and pretend this never happened if thats what you want.” He asks rubbing his thumb over your cheek. Bucky didn’t want to stop but he also didn’t want you to do anything you’d regret and end up hating him.

“I’m sure you have no idea how bad i want this Bucky please fuck me” You beg clawing at his chest bringing him closer to you.

“Okay okay pretty girl” He chuckles moving down to your thighs. He kisses your soft skin with so much gentleness your heart melts. You buck your hips against him basically begging for him to be in you.

His strong hands grip your skin before he takes his cock in his hands giving it a few tugs. Once he’s hard he takes the tip and runs it through your dripping folds. Bucky slowly eases into you giving you a second to adjust to his size.

“S-So b-big daddy” You mewl feeling his cock hit your g-spot. He starts thrusting into you at a slow pace to ease you into it. You weren’t a virgin by any means but fuck Bucky was the biggest you’ve ever had. Your senses were filled to the brim with Bucky as he delightfully stretched you out.

“So fucking tight and warm” He praised picking up his pace. You gripped at his shoulders bringing him closer to you and bringing him in for a kiss. The two of you were fully intoxicated by each other in this salacious moment.

“Right there daddy oh fuck” You mewled throwing your head back and Bucky took advantage of your exposed neck. He sucked dark marks on your neck and smiled at his work.

“Take it baby take it like the good girl you are and let daddy fill you up” He grunted gripping your thighs with more force than before. You almost screamed at his words as they filled you will some need you didn’t know you had.

“P-Please fill me up daddy please breed me.” You begged making Bucky groan in satisfaction. He picked up his pace chasing his high.

“Such a good girl” He praised giving you another sweet kiss as you felt your orgasm building up. It didn’t take long for you both to finish with loud moans and heavy panting. Bucky filled you up with his load and fucked it into you making sure that none of it would drip out. Once he was satisfied that none would he slowly pulled out and laid next to you as you panted.

“I love you” He blurted out making you whip your heads towards him. He didn’t even realize what he said until you smiled at him and cuddled into him.

“I love you too” You said softly and he wrapped his arms around your waist and sigh happily. The two of you shared another sweet kiss before you two fell asleep in each other arms happy as ever.

~The end~

[imtryingbuck]

Eighteen part two

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky comes from a well respected family, he falls in love with a girl who prefers the simple things in life. Follow their journey through the years.

Word count: 2,240

Warnings: fluff, angst, heavy use of pet names.

A/N: No description of reader other than she has curly hair.

A/N pt 2: when I saw the duck tattoo I screamed, no joke I screamed! Make sure you have a look it’s so bloody cute!

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They spent the rest of the night and early hours of the morning apologising, promising to make up for their mistakes. All three guys crying when she told them how much they had broken her heart, the guilt still there front row and centre but she promised them that it was all forgiven.

Steve and Sam had begged for forgiveness for not being there for her but she reassured them that all was forgiven, that it was time to move on.

Even though all three of them had hurt her and they hadn’t done anything to help her when she needed at least one of them the most, she had forgiven them. She missed them more than anything, they were the other part of her fractured soul.

She didn’t want to hold any grudges against them.

For a whole month Y/n caught up with her boys, caused mayhem just as they did a few years ago.

It was as if nothing had changed.

They didn’t understand what was happening when they showed up to Howard’s and Maria’s house to take Y/n out for the day when she opened the door where they could see two suitcases by her side.

“Bun? You’re leaving again?”

“Yeah only for two months, going to travel with Nat and Wanda. Isn’t that so exciting?” She smiles.

“Yeah, yeah how come you didn’t tell us?”

“I was a bit busy catching up with you guys…”

“Is it going to be just you three?”

“No Pietro, Clint and Vis are coming too”

“Who’s Clint and Vis?”

“Clint’s Natasha’s boyfriend and Vis is Wanda’s”

“Will you be coming back?” Steve asked.

“Yeah of course, then I’ll start my new job. I can’t wait”

“What job?”

“You know Mr Stan? Well he’s given me a job as his accountant”

“I’m so proud of you Bun”

“Thanks Duck-“

“Y/n come on love we’ve got to go” Maria interrupts as she checks over the plane ticket and double checking that Y/n had enough money.

“Okay momma, give me a hug then boys”

For the two next two months Bucky was out of his mind. He wouldn’t sit still for long periods at a time. He had gotten a taste of the happiness he had for years, went without for three years and then he got it back just for it to leave with Y/n once again.

“Buck she’ll be home in a few days”

“It’s been too long man”

“Are you going to tell her?” Sam asks.

“Tell her what?”

“That you’re madly, hopelessly in love with her?” 

“No I’m not!”

“Yeah right and I’m Captain America” Steve snorted from the kitchen.

“I’m not in love with Bunny. And plus she’s got a boyfriend and I’m seeing…shit what’s her name?”

Sam burst out laughing, nearly sliding off the chair and Steve shook his head “Lily, Bucky her names Lily”

“Yeah I’m seeing Lily”

“How’s that going Buck?” Sam says as he calms down.

“Great, it’s going great”

“Bullshit she told Sarah that when you two fucked you kept calling her Y/n.”

“No he didn’t!” Steve gasped. Between me and you he already knew.

“Yeah and it’s pretty much the same with every girl he’s slept with, he calls them Y/n’s name” okay Steve hadn’t heard that before.

“Fuck off man, it’s not been with all of them” Bucky weakly tries to defend himself, again just between me and you what he just said was a big fat lie.

“L to the I to the A right down to the R, guess what that spells Buck… liar.”

“Shut up.”

“Oh and plus you have a bunny tattoo on your chest” It was true. On Bucky’s eighteenth birthday he went to the tattoo studio to get his first ever tattoo, he saw it in the book as he flipped through it halting his movements as he saw the cute bunny. It was a lot smaller but he asked the tattooist if he could have it bigger which the guy said yeah, Bucky had him also add the small love heart.

Over the year he got a few more added to his body but his bunny that sat just over his heart was his favourite of them all.

“Don’t mean I’m in love with her”

“Yes. Yes it does.”

“No. No it doesn’t.”

“Steve help me out here man” Sam begs.

“I’m not getting involved. But Bucky your in love with Y/n/n”

Groaning Bucky stands up “fuck you both I’m going out to see Lucy”

“Lily!”

“Yeah her, bye”

“I’m sorry Y/n” Pietro says wiping her tears.

“No it’s okay, I understand honestly”

“I just don’t want to hurt you baby”

“I know Pieface just don’t die please and please be safe”

Laughing sadly at the nickname she had given him he nods with a promise that he’ll be safe.

“I do love you Y/n/n”

“I love you too Pietro”

Giving one final long hug they separate from one another, she watches as he walks through the doors to the airport wiping her fallen tears she smiles and waves at him as he looks back at her, giggles fall from her lips as he pulls a funny face to her.

“Won’t you be able to see him in a few months?” Wanda asks softly.

Shaking her head Y/n shrugs “h-he broke up with me”

“You what?”

“Yeah, he said he doesn’t want to hold me back and wants me to live my life whilst he’s away”

Pietro had told her a few weeks before coming back home that he signed up for the Army and had been accepted. Though he did love her he didn’t want her staying at home worrying about him, he wanted her to experience life and who knows when he got back they could rekindle their relationship, though Pietro knew it was unlikely. He knew that Y/n loved him but he also knew that she was in love with Bucky, and for him there was no way he was going to get in the way of her happiness even if that wasn’t with him and to be truthful he was okay with it.

“Y/n/n I’m sorry”

“Don’t be, it’s fine honestly. Let’s go home I’m missing my bed.”

“I still can’t believe you’re not coming to college with us” Nat says as she pulls on her seatbelt yanking it a little to hard when it gets stuck.

“I know but it’s just not for me you know”

“It’s not going to be the same” Wanda says.

“I guess but you two can’t get another me to add in to your friendship group or I’ll cry”

“Definitely not happening, if another female tries to be our friend we’ll kick them” Nat says seriously.

“Don’t kick them Jesus that’s a bit harsh, just say “no you can’t be our friend because we already have the bestest one” but please don’t kick them”

“I’m kicking them”

Saying her goodbyes as she’s dropped off at home her eyes start to sting with the amount of tears she’s cried. They all promise that they’ll meet up as soon as they can.

As she tells her parents of her adventures and shows them all the photos she had taken, she hands them their gifts.

“You didn’t have to get us anything angel” Howard says loving the pyramid paperweight she had gotten him.

“Alright I’ll take them back”

“Touch it and I’ll bite you”

Gasping she looks at her mom “momma did you just hear what he said?”

“I did sweetie but I have to agree your not taking these back” admiring the snow globe she had gotten, already knowing exactly where it was going, adding it to the collection she had been collecting since she was twenty.

“Where’s Antonio?”

“I’ve told you time and time again not to call me that, hey baby sis” hugging his sister he checks the bag for his gift.

“It’s not in there Tone, it’s outside”

“What have you gotten me?”

“A car”

“Holy shit! Really? I knew there was a reason why I kept you around”

“Yep come on” Her, Tony, Howard and Maria make their way outside.

“Whe-what the hell is this Y/n?”

“A car” she laughs along with her parents as Tony picks up a toy car off the ground. “I brought you a car”

“You’re such a little shit!” He laughs along. “Oh nice new tat”

“Cheers”

“You got another one?” Maria asks wanting to see it.

“Yeah it’s a turtle his names Sid, isn’t he cute?”

“Sid?” Howard questions.

“Yeah, we went to a sea life centre and we got to meet Sid the turtle, so naturally I had to add him to the collection”

“Obviously” Tony rolls his eyes.

“Anyway I’m going to go to the boy’s apartment and give them their gifts see you later”

“Be careful!” Maria calls out.

Panting as she knocks on the door she nearly collapses into Sam’s arms when he opens the door.

“Jesus Y/n, Holy shit guys Y/n’s back!”

“I can taste blood in my mouth is-is that normal?” She asks.

“Are you alright?”

“No Samuel I’m not alright I’ve just walked up a trillion stairs just to get here! Why do you have to live so far up?”

“It’s easier when the elevator works” he grins.

“Hey Y/n/n” Steve says hugging her.

“Hi Stevie”

The three of them hear hurried footsteps coming towards them and when they look they see Bucky rushing down the hallway “shit, Bunny you’re back! I nearly fell in the shower trying to rush to get out” he pants pulling her into a bone crushing hug.

“I-I-I’m sorry but…Ducky…”

“What’s up Bun?” He follows her eye line and he’s realised his mistake. In his rush he managed to pull on some shorts but no shirt.

Meaning that she can see the bunny tattoo.

And unbeknownst to either one, they don’t realise that Sam and Steve have their eyes trained on the tattoo she has on the top of her spine.

“That’s a bunny” she points of the obvious.

“Yeah, yeah it is”

“Why?”

“For you”

“When did you get it done?”

“On my eighteenth birthday”

“And it’s for me?” Watching as he nods “can I?” He nods again to the unspoken part of her question, his skin tingles as she reaches out and runs her fingers over the delicate lines.

“Oh Duck it’s beautiful”

“Your hiding your own little secret aren’t you Y/n” Sam smiles.

“What are they talking about Bun?”

“I-um-I got this done on my eighteenth birthday” she says turning in his hold to show him her tattoo.

“Bun, it’s us. Can I?” It’s her turn to nod at his unspoken words she gasps lightly when his cold fingers trace the lines, he’s so mesmerised by the details and polka dots that he simply couldn’t stop touching it. “Bun it’s so beautiful”

“It was my first tattoo, obviously”

“So was mine”

“I actually feel really left out” Sam admits wrapping his arms around Steve’s “Stevie they don’t love us”

“That’s not true because-“ she rolls her sleeves up to her elbows and shows them the tattoos she had gotten for them ‘♡ S.R ♡ ♡ S.W ♡’ with a love heart on the top of her forearms. Not batting an eye at the scars the two boys lean in as Bucky leans over her shoulder.

“Who’s who?” Sam grins “but Y/n you actually got our initials tattooed on you?”

“Your obviously SR idiot and yeah of course I did, these were my second tattoos”

“B-but we weren’t friends at the time” Steve says as he eyes the long jagged scars.

“Well you three were a massive parts of my life and the reason why I got the duck and bunny on my back was because Bucky was the first person to see the scars once they where heeled and he never once judged me so”

“Y/n…”

“Anyways you want your presents, I’m like Santa but less cool” she moves out of Bucky’s hold and makes her way over to her bag and started to pull out the gifts, laughing as Sam stands there with his eyes closed and hands out stretched. Steve shakes his head at the guy.

Bucky, well his eyes are trained on his Bunny.

He knew he was in love with her since he was fourteen and now he wonders if she feels the same. 

“So how’s you and Peter doing?” Bucky asks as they wait for Steve and Sam to come back with the pizzas.

“Pietro, and he broke up with me”

“What? Why?”

“He joined the Army and he said he didn’t want me to be waiting around on him, that it wasn’t fair for him to do that to me so yeah”

“Bun I’m sorry”

“It’s okay, I actually understand why he did it you know? And there’s no hard feelings about it.”

When the boys got back laughter filled the apartment as the boys filled her in on what they had been up to during them two months she wasn’t with them and her telling them about her adventures.

It was way past midnight when Sam stretched and looked over at Y/n and Bucky curled up on the couch fast asleep.

“Steve, how long you think she’s been in love with him?” He whispered so he wouldn’t wake the pair up.

“I think just as long as he’s been with her”

And Steve was right.

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[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE STEVE ROGERS HEADCANONS

He'd fall madly in love with you if you explain something to him from the modern times or just by being yourself. Yep... man here loves you for talking to him NOT just because he's Captain America but as Steve too if you get what I mean

He'd most probably stalk you and make sure you're 'safe'. He finds it completely normal though. The way he sees it is he's just patrolling the place you live at to check for 'any signs of disturbances' to stalk you and drink in your divine beauty. Might even get some of the other Avengers like Natasha and Bucky to help him since they're like best friends and stuff

Completely POSSESSIVE and obsessive as hell. Oh, and not to mention kinda delusional too

The world is a harsh place according to him and he needs to make sure you're safe at any cost. And yes, he will kidnap you if he thinks you're in danger. But not before he finds out more about you and your likes and dislikes and even your relationships with other people, which he doesn't like that much. He wants you to be the only person to depend on and it just infuriates him when you go and hang out with other people. Was he not good enough for you? To cope with his jealousy he's going to try spending more time with you like training together and you both going out more often together

Will most likely kidnap you if he thinks you're putting yourself in danger but don't worry, he'll make the room and the house to your liking. He'll get all the things that you love like fluffy pillows and stuffed animals and books etc. etc.

Good luck trying to make people believe that he kidnapped you. They'd most probably recommend you to a doctor or something because who would believe the chivalrous gentlemanly Captain America would actually KIDNAP someone?? And Steve will most CERTAINLY find out about you trying to tell someone about that and he'll be really disappointed in you. He might scold you like how a kind dad scold his child but if you test his patience levels too much he might just have to teach you a lesson

Don't bother trying to escape from him. Security around you is HELLA tight and plus even if you did manage to escape, one: How in the absolute HECK did you manage THAT?! And two: He'll track you down anyways and trust me, he has ALL the resources that he needs for getting you back in literally less than 24 hours

Normally Steve doesn't get angry THAT much but you better watch out when he DOES. He might lock you in a room if you've tried escaping from him or forcefully cuddle with you since he thinks you feel neglected. Or else he might yell at you at why you're being ungrateful and stuff like that. Yes, it pains him to say and do things like this but he WILL discipline you by any means necessary but he won't do anything to you without your consent of course. Even when he's angry, he's STILL respectful. Well... at least to YOU that is. When it comes to rivals... oh boy.... they're going to kiss the Earth goodbye in less than half a second if someone gets the bright idea to mess with him or you. The Avengers are an exception to this which means you absolutely can NOT go to them for help

He will get absolutely PISSED if he sees Tony talking to you and he'll drag you away from him gritting his teeth. Normally the 2 of them don't get along too well and when it comes to you, he's literally aching to punch him in the face when he sees you talking to him. You're going to have to assure Steve you love him and not let him go and cuddle with him after that. You don't wanna make boi here sad now, DO you?

He wants to have that All American lifestyle with you. You know with the painted white fence, maybe a golden retriever and a nice villa and 3-4 kids. Maybe even more. And when he gets to know you're pregnant, his obsession and over protectiveness of you will shoot up to the roof and out to space. You belong to HIM and NOTHING can separate the 2 of you and he'll make sure of that

[vanillanaps]

As I Lay Dying | Bucky Barnes

Request - if i gave you the prompt “death of a relationship” with mr bucket barnes, could you help give me the best angst ever?

A/n - This is the first fic ive been able to write in over a year. There was a lot of writing and deleting but I think I finally got it right 😭 Anon, I hope this was every thing you asked for.

Category - Bucky Barnes x Reader, angst

Warnings - Infidelity, broken hearts, authors first fic in a year, no hard feelings if it’s shitty, not proof read as always.

Word Count - 1.5k

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When you fall in love, the world you once knew changes in a heartbeat. You find this special someone whom you seem to never stop thinking about. This special someone who can make you smile, even in your saddest moments. This someone who you suddenly want to share every single small detail in your life with. This someone who you fall so madly in love with that you can’t even remember life before them, nor do you want to imagine the rest of your life without them. Love is supposed to be full of happiness, laughs, kisses, hugs, and passionate sex. Love is supposed to make you feel like you’ve been doped up on drugs for the last three years. Love is supposed to make you feel whole, not…empty.

And yet, there you were. You hadn’t moved a single muscle since those words came flowing out the love of your life’s mouth. It almost seemed silly. You questioned yourself, wondering how you didn't see it coming. Had you been so blindly in love that you hadn't noticed your boyfriend slowly slipping through the cracks of your fingers, into the hands of another woman.

Your eyes never left him. Even in a moment like this, those stunning blue eyes still had that soft and innocent charm behind them, even though that was everything he was not. They were low and soft, almost as if they were filled with true remorse, but if they were, he wouldn’t be here, leaving you for another woman. He’d be down on his knees, begging you for your forgiveness.

“Y/n,” Bucky called, a softness in his voice as if he was trying not to startle you, “Please, I just need you to say something–anything.”

“When did it start?” You asked, voice completely shot from the lump that had formed in your throat and refused to leave as your tears ran in a continuous stream down your face, “I just don’t understand Bucky, I mean, we were happy, right? We were in love, we were good!”

Bucky cleared his throat as he crossed his fingers together and lowered his head, “It started a few months ago, at Tony’s new years party.”

Your heart dropped, further than it did before, “But–but,” you took a beat, trying to piece the puzzle together. Confusion, sadness, anger, all mixed into one on your face, “......You proposed to me that night..”

He took a deep breath as his leg bounced anxiously up and down, “Y/n, i’ve never told you the truth about Nat and I.”

If it would have been possible, by now, your heart would’ve been sitting in your lap, “What?”

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Four months ago; One hour til New Year’s

The atmosphere was loud and heavy. It was Tony Stark’s annual New Year’s party and it had never failed to thrive, if anything each year the crowd grew. But Bucky didn’t mind. Not when he’s had you on his arm for the last three parties to make them more tolerable.

Currently, Bucky sat at the bar, nursing his glass of bourbon as he watched you mingle. A small smile on his face as he took in your beauty, wondering how he got so lucky to have someone like you as a lover. Truthfully, he’d never imagined finding happiness, not after all that happened with Hydra. He always thought he was too fucked up to love and to be loved and yet, you loved him for every part of him. The good and the bad.

The presence of someone standing besides Bucky pulled him from his thoughts of you, “You seem happy now.” The voice spoke softly.

Bucky kept his eyes on you and nodded, “I am..”

Nat pauses for a moment as she sips her drink before turning her attention towards you as well. She thought about her next words carefully, knowing that what she was about to say, what she was about to do was completely wrong, but she couldn’t help herself, “....Do you think you ever could’ve loved me the way you love her?”

This time it was Bucky that paused, wondering why now of all time would Natasha ask him this, When he was finally happy, in love and carefree, but nonetheless did he answer, “...I tried to, but you didn’t let me.” He answered honestly, turning his attention away from you and towards the redhead in front of him.

She fought the smile that threatened to appear on her face, finally meeting Bucky’s gaze, “Things were different back then Barnes. I was a Widow and you were my Winter Soldier trainer.”

“Times might’ve been different back then, but my feelings were real Nat, regardless.” Bucky admitted.

This wasn’t right, Nat shouldn’t be doing this. You were her best friend, hell she’s the one who introduced you to Bucky. But, if she was being honest with herself, in her whole life, the only good thing she had was Bucky and she couldn’t help but wonder if her time had expired, “And–what about now?”

Time seemed to slow as her heart beated out of her chest as the two started longingly into each other’s eyes. It was wrong, it was wrong beyond all levels, but they just couldn’t help themselves as they quickly slipped out the backdoor of the party.

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His words ricocheted through your brain as he came clean about history with Nat then told you the truth about the New Year's party. You were at a loss of words, confused on how he had thoughts of you being the one, yet slept with another woman minutes after those thoughts were formed. The man you had loved for the last three years had happened to be a complete stranger to you. He had cheated on you and proposed out of pity. Out of sometype of way to make him feel less of an asshole. To let you go through with started to plan your wedding whilst he was screwing your best friend.

As for Nat, you couldn’t believe she could betray you like this. You didn’t understand why she never told you about her and Bucky’s relationship and you sure as hell didn’t understand why she’d set you up with him if she knew deep down, her feelings were still there. That one day she’d want to try again with Bucky. But instead, she drew the sharpest knife on planet earth and drove it right through your heart. At a time like this, Nat was supposed to be the one you called. The person to pick up snacks, drive over to your house and let you cry on her shoulders for hours. Nat was supposed to pick you up when you were down, not the one kicking you to the ground.

You sobbed as everything sunk in. You weren’t sure on what to do, how to feel, but you knew one thing for sure. You never wanted to see their faces again, from this every moment, Bucky Barnes and Natasha Romanoff were dead to you.

“Get out.” You cried, shaking your head as you shot up from the couch, rage coursing through your veins, “You’re such a piece of shit! Three years! Three years of my fucking life down the drain because of you!”

“I’m sorry, Y/n, truly. I am.” Bucky tried, watching you pace the room.

A scoff left your mouth, shaking your head, “Is that supposed to make me feel better? An– I'm sorry Y/n?” You mocked him, “You know what, no, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for the fact that I thought you could love someone. Clearly you are more fucked up than I thought you were!” It was a low-blow, you knew that, but you were running off anger. Every vein in your body was burning. Emotions running high as you were crying one minute and laughing like a crazed woman next, “I hate you! I hate you now, I’ll hate you later, I’ll hate you for eternity! You and Nat fucking deserve eachother! Two lowlife scumbags!” You pointed to the door, “Get out! Just get out, get out, get out!”

Finally, Bucky rose from his seat on the couch, slowly making his way to the door but not before stopping to grab his pre-packed bags. He fought the urge to look back at you once more. Dropping his key on the counter, he walked out the door and out of your life forever.

At that moment, your legs gave up on you. You dropped to the ground and continued to cry your life away. Your heart was in more than a million pieces and you had no idea on how you were even to begin on how to piece them back together. Within an hour, your life had changed drastically. The love of your life and your best friend, both gone in one sweep. Now, as you were alone, you felt nothing but sadness. Wondering why this had to happen to you when you had finally gotten to a good place with your life. It was true what they say, with true love comes a painful heartbreak.

You had experienced the amazing highs of a new love blossoming, but now you were facing the death of a relationship.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

I don't have the energy to actually write much about Sebastian knowing proper choking techniques, so just a quick thought:

Ignoring an obvious kinky undertone that I strongly get the vibe from for Seb, I judt know he's been choked a time or two and has picked up techniques through bascially osmosis, lmao, what if Seb knows how to choke someone properly because of his role for Bucky? The winter soldier does it a shit ton. He had to have been trained for that. Stunts don't fuck around and choreography takes time to learn. Time that, Chris, we know, takes less of. He picks up stunts wildly fast, being shown beats back to back and parroting them perfectly. Seb, like a normal human, takes more time.

So, Sebastian probably worked a lot more with the stunt doubles and stunt performers before finally having Chris show up for a few practice runs before the final shot.

They practice a lot.

They test a few different camera angles, trying to figure out exactly how to solve this artistic problem. The tension pulls Chris' muscles into a tangled knot of anticipation. He could vibrate out of his fucking skin.

The intensity of that repeat repeat repeat, hand-around-your-neck problem solving is hell. Sisyphean if the boulder were pressing on your throat and you liked it. It's the closest Chris has been to Seb. Maybe. They've shot lots of scenes. Lots of stunts. None quite like this, though. Even when they were wrestling, all but fucking grinding, for Captain America: Winter Soldier, Chris at least knew how terribly torturous that would be, how much he would struggle through gritted teeth not to get hard. Here, now, he didn't expect this. It hits.

It's good.

It shouldn't be. But it is.

Chris has been fucking lusting after Seb hard since that first film--who could stare up at Sebastian (standing on an apple box to give the illusion hieght difference for skinny Steve) and not fall madly in love lust with such a pretty man--and needing to have his fist, cold and hard yet so gentle and caring every time they call cut, wrapped around his throat for his fuckin' job only makes it worse.

It was worse already when Seb showed up to set jacked outta fucking control, looking thick as fuck, prowling around, heavy and taking up space but still being so fucking sweet.

It's worse than worse the next morning when Chris rolls over in bed, sleeping naked, to feel a low, thrumming ache deep in the tendons and muscles of his throat to go with the gentle, expected pulse of morning wood between his legs--he knows how he gets on set with Sebastian, so close to him, breathing in his cologne, watching his face evolve, choking back the constant urge to praise his skill, his beauty, his everything.

Chris knows, immediately, with such a sensation around his neck even without the assistance of a mirror that he's got bruising, probably faint. He's just pale enough for it to show, he's sure, but, yes, bruising.

Huh.

Chris swallows on reflex, his mouth suddenly dry, then again on purpose, reveling in the ghostly, intimate sensation of squeezing touch. Tight. Touch. Just enough constriction to make him start to feel the edge of dizzy, like being tipsy.

Yeah.

The memories of yesterday lazily replay in Chris' tired mind.

A shiver rolls through him, leaving behind an army of goosebumps raised over his bare skin despite the heat of his body trapped in his bedsheets. The idea of Sebastian touching him--touching him--his mark left on his body, pressed into his skin, reminding him of exactly what he did, grabbed him and pulled him close, biceps fucking bulging, shoulders shifting, eyes so intense, mouth pink, face, just, like that.

God.

Chris remains in his bed, swallowing, sweating, and... thinking... for a little longer than he should.

He's late for his call time.

And he absolutely does not blush when the makeup artist clicks their tongue, carefully brushing their fingers across his jaw this way and that to get a sense of the bruising, and tells him he should ask the director for a raise. The stunt performers get adjustments, you know, when they take a really hard fall, so should you. That, or, see if you can bruise Seb up in return--they don't mean it, everyone loves Seb on set. It's impossible not to, look at the guy!

Chris doesn't want a raise. He doesn't want... he wants... he kinda wants Seb to do it again. He might really want to ask Seb to show him how so he can use it against him 🥴🥴 He wants red-faced and gasping and hitching breaths that are more moans than anything else, he wants eyes rolling back, he wants trembling, he wants lips loosely whimpering tighter, harder, more, please 😮‍💨

[multiversefanfics]

Drunk Mouth, Sober Thoughts

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

warning: cussing, mention of alcohol, vomit

Summary: You got a little too drunk and forgot who you were talking to.

A/N: This is from a bingo card that @buckys-wintersoldier made for 2k followers special and i am so happy to be apart of it☺️ “Drunken confession and only one bed”

Shot.

After shot.

After shot.

You found yourself getting drunker and drunker as the night continued, everything was so blurry, you were stumbling all over the place, the only thing that kept you from falling over was Bucky Barnes. The guy you’ve been madly in love with since the first time you laid eyes on him, unfortunately he was the winter soldier at that time but you could tell he was hurting inside, his aura was gorgeous to you even though he was attacking you and the people you cared about. Little morbid but you couldn’t help but feel a connection with him. One more shot. You drunkenly placed the shot glass back down on the bar, you looked at Bucky’s worried face and giggled “What’s wrong mr. grumpy pants, not having fun?” You slurred while wrapping your arms around his neck, he smelled so good you couldn’t help but inhale his scent. “Come on Y/N, let’s get you home” He wrapped his one arm under your knees and the other around your waist and lifted you off the ground carrying you outside the bar, you laid your head on his shoulder caressing his exposed collarbone. “You’re really pretty” His cheeks turned a bright red but he maintained his steel exterior, he gently put you on your feet, his arm still around your waist he opened the passenger side door for you to get in. He walked around the front of the car and got in his side, he noticed you didn’t put your seatbelt on. Bucky sighed and reached across you to buckle your seatbelt when his face was in front of yours, you came forward and quickly pecked his cheek, he was shocked at first but it’s only because you’re drunk.

The car ride back to the hotel was quiet and long, you started to feel hot, you put the window down and leaned over basically putting your head out the window “Do you need the ac instead?” You nodded and moved your head, rolling the window back up. Your throat started to get warm again but it was different this time at first you didn’t know what was happening and then it dawned on you, you really needed to throw up. You tapped Bucky’s leg with one hand and placed your other hand over your mouth. Bucky knew right away what you meant, he quickly pulled over, unbuckled your seatbelt and ran around to your side holding your hair back as you threw up everything you digested in the last 24 hours. He didn’t even mind that you got some on his shoes, he can clean them later. Bucky soothingly rubbed your back “You okay?” You nodded and wiped your mouth with a napkin Bucky gave you “I’m sorry about your shoes” He buckled you up again and wiped the sweat from your forehead “It’s okay, Doll. They’re just shoes.” He gently closed your door and got in his side, driving down the road once again. Finally the two of you got to the hotel, you were supposed to room with Natasha but she forgot to give you the extra key, Bucky got you out of the car and carried you up to the room “Where’s your room key?” You looked at Bucky and frowned “Nat didn’t give me one.” Bucky looked at his watch and sighed. 3am. “Little too late to try and wake her up now, you can just stay in my room.” he walked to his room setting you down. He reached into his pocket getting his key out.

Bucky sat you down on the bed and went into the bathroom to run you a warm bath. You heard the water running and decided to help out a bit by getting undressed, you stumbled a bit trying to take your skirt off, Bucky came around the corner and stopped in his tracks, he’s never seen you naked before and he can’t help but stare at you, he shook his head and gently placed his hands on your hips “Come on, Doll. Let’s get you in the bath” You weren’t as drunk as you were before, you’re still very drunk but not sick drunk. You slowly climbed into the tub with the help of Bucky, he started to walk out “Wait, can you stay?” He nodded and sat down on the floor beside the tub “How are you feeling?” You leaned your head on the side of the tub looking over at him “A little sleepy, I have a secret though.” You giggled watching his face light up “What’s your secret?” You looked around as if there were more people in the room “You can’t tell Bucky though.” He nodded his head and watched you intently, he knew it was wrong to listen to your secret while you were drunk but he couldn’t help it, he was intrigued. “I think Bucky is very cute and I think I’m in love with him.”

Bucky’s eyes widened and cleared his throat “Let’s get you dressed and into bed” You nodded and stood up slowly getting out of the tub. Bucky dried you off with a towel, taking his shirt off and slipping it onto you, the two of you made it over to the bed, he pulled the blanket back helping you get into bed, he pulled the blanket up tucking you in a bit. He turned to walk away, but you grabbed his wrist “Will you lay with me?” He nodded and crawled in bed beside you. You cuddled up next to Bucky laying your head on his chest, he wrapped his arm around you, drawing shapes on your back, you dragged your fingertips over his chest and pecks “Bucky?” You whispered, he hummed in response “Thank you for taking care of me.” He kissed the top of your head “You’re welcome, doll. Anything for you.” You snuggled closer trying to steal his warmth. You slowly started to fall asleep, Bucky noticed and took a deep breath “I love you.” You smiled and mumbled softly

“I love you too.”

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[avengersfantasies]

Anymore - Chapter 8

Summary: You determine how you really feel about Bucky.

What to expect: fluff, angst

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The feeling of Steve’s lips on yours brought you back to the time when you two were madly in love – when everything seemed perfect. His lips tasted like mint – a taste that you had missed for months. Your hands found their way to either side of his face, and you allowed his tongue into your mouth. You moaned against his lips and tangled your fingers in his hair. His lips were always soft and gentle, but now, his kiss was desperate. He needed you closer otherwise he might die. You climbed into his lap and let his hands grips your hips – grinding you against his hardening cock. Needing to feel him, you pulled his shirt off over his head and let him do the same. Carefully, his lips sucked your nipples while you took him out of his jeans.

            “Do you miss my cock, baby girl?” Steve asked – his voice filled with lust and desire.

            “Steve,” you whispered against his lips – tears starting to fall. “If we do this…then it’s the last time.” Steve softly wiped the tears away and held your face – resting his forehead against yours.

“I can’t let you go,” he whispered. “I’m sorry…but I can’t just let you go.”

“You have to,” you told him – your voice soft and pleading. “Steve…”

His hands found their way to your belly, and he held the little baby bump carefully. “I can’t let you go…I love you too damn much.”

“Steve…if you love me, then you need to let me go,” you tried to reason with him. “Let me be happy with Bucky…because right now…I feel horrible.” You climbed off his lap and put your shirt back on – the realization of what you had just done sinking in. Steve sat there silently – watching as you left his room and sprinted back to Bucky.

            You came back into Bucky’s room sobbing. “Babydoll?” he looked up at you. “Hey, hey, hey…what’s wrong?” he asked – walking up to you and pulling you into his arms.

            “I’m sorry, Bucky,” you sobbed against his chest. “I’m so sorry.”

He held your face in his hands. “What happened, baby?”

“I-I…almost had sex with him,” you confessed. “We made out…then I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Fuck! Bucky, I’m so sorry.”

Immediately, Bucky’s lips captured yours in a deep kiss. It was almost as if he knew you needed the taste of Steve out of your mouth. “C’mere baby,” he said – picking you up and laying you on the bed. “You’re okay, doll,” he assured you, “we’re okay.”

“I’m so sorry, Bucky,” you sobbed again, clutching onto him as tightly as you could.

His thumbs stroked your cheeks. “I told you to do what you needed to move on, remember?” You nodded a reply. “Now you know how you feel, okay?”

He was right. You felt horrible about what happened with Steve even though Bucky said he’d be by your side no matter what it took to move on from the Captain. The fact that you felt horrible about what happened with Steve meant there were legitimate feelings for Bucky, and it was the first time in months that you had clarity about anything in your life.

“I want you,” you cried, practically pleading with him – hoping that he’d still want you. “Please, Bucky…I want you more than anything.”

“I want you too, babydoll,” he spoke against your lips – capturing them again and picking you up. He sat you in his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist. “Not gonna lie…I was scared,” he confessed softly. “Thought he’d win you back.”

“Never, baby,” you promised him – holding his face in your hands and looking into his eyes. “I want you, Buck.” Bucky gently held your belly in his hands – softly caressing the little life that grew inside. “We want you.”

His lips gently pressed against yours, and you swallowed each moan he gave you. You opened your mouth, inviting him in to explore. He did the same, and you wasted no more time in showing how much you wanted each other.'

            The next morning, you woke up still tangled in Bucky’s arms. The two of you had spent the majority of the night showing just how much you loved each other, and you both promised the other that you’d never let go. You smiled up at Bucky. He was still sound asleep and snoring lightly. It made you happy that he was able to get a good night’s sleep without having a nightmare, and the last thing you wanted to do was wake him up. You snuggled back up to him, and he unconsciously placed his chin on top of your head when you nuzzled into his chest.

            “Mornin’, babydoll,” Bucky’s sleep-filled and raspy voice said softly.

            You looked up at him. “Did I wake you?” you asked. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

He chuckled lazily. “No, sweetheart…I got a whiff of your shampoo…smelled so good it woke me up.”

You giggled and kissed him gently. He reciprocated by deepening the kiss and pulling you into his lap. His hands found their place on your cheeks – his thumbs gently stroking them and pushing your hair behind your ears.

“What do you say we go get breakfast?” he suggested. “There’s a really good diner down the road…best pancakes you can ask for.”

“Ooo, pancakes,” you hummed. “Do you think it’d be okay for me to have coffee?”

Bucky didn’t say anything, instead, he grabbed his phone off the nightstand and opened up Google. You watched as he looked up if it was okay for a pregnant woman to have coffee. “Says as long as it’s not over two cups, you should be fine.” You nodded, and Bucky held each side of your small bump – planting a loving kiss on the little being growing within.

You could feel yourself falling for the super soldier. Although the baby was biologically Steve’s, you knew that Bucky would do whatever he could to help you out and be a second father to them.

“We need to come to an arrangement with Steve,” you quietly brought up. “About custody and all that.”

Bucky nodded. “If we’re together, then we have to decide on what we want first.”

“I want you,” you said softly. “I want you, and I want you to feel welcome about being around the baby.”

“I want that too,” Bucky smiled. “And I don’t want to overstep any boundaries.”

“Maybe the three of us could do lunch?” you suggested. “Somewhere public so that there’s no arguments or anything over the top.”

“I like that,” Bucky agreed, mindlessly rubbing your belly. “Is it bad that I’m the one who gets to kiss your belly every day?” You could tell he was starting to feel bad. “After all, it’s Steve’s baby…he should be able to kiss your belly if he wants.”

You couldn’t argue with him. Even though things between you and Steve were rock, to say the least, you knew you wanted to give him the opportunity to start building a bond with the baby you were carrying.

[broodybuck]

The Game of Love | Series Part 1

Series Summary: Bucky must save his career with the perfect relationship. He'll have to fake it with budding artist Steve Rogers. Bucky doesn't foresee ever falling for his fake boyfriend, but Steve shows him a side of love he didn't know he could have.

Series Tags: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes | Rated E | Tags: 18+ explicit smut, celebrity AU, no powers AU, fake dating, sexual tension, artist Steve, actor Bucky, top Steve, bottom Bucky

[Masterpost]

Four months ago, Bucky Barnes was becoming the biggest name in Hollywood. He was skyrocketing to the top of his career. One of the biggest up-and-coming actors of this generation. Then he had to blab to the tabloids about never wanting a family and swearing love was a trap. He was drunk. He only half meant it.

Of course, he liked love. He dated all the time. When his name was in good standing, he slept with whoever he wanted. It was incredible. But he also saw real love fall apart all the time, shatter people and so he never saw the real stuff happening for him.

The tabloids called him a cynic, some labeled him a disbeliever of love, and most just called him sad. They also gave him a drinking problem since the video proved he was wasted. A cynic drunk doesn't bode well for an actor who almost exclusively stars as the romantic lead in every film. The studios suddenly took away all his roles. He hasn't worked in months.

His agent, Rick, thinks up the perfect solution. A relationship. They'd fake the perfect one and he'd play madly in love and admit to the tabloids he had it all wrong. The problem quickly becomes no one is interested. Not after Bucky has been blacklisted. Who's career would he help?

Eventually, Rick searches outside of Hollywood and finds an up-and-coming artist who is willing to take the job. Bucky's never heard of the guy, someone named Steve Rogers, but Rick swears he's big in the art world. And all that matters is if the world believes he can fall in love.

The day Bucky meets with Steve to go over the contract, Rick leaves them alone to agree on details. That's where everything takes a turn for the worse.

"You're not going to sleep with me?"

"No," Steve replies calmly.

"But this might go on for months."

Steve only nods, his demeanor doesn't change, he's perfectly composed.

"We can't get caught with other people. We have to be faithful," Bucky reminds him.

"Exactly right. I would never cross that line," Steve assures him but Bucky's mouth only opens wider.

"I'm that repulsive to you?"

"I never said that," Steve says and this rattles him. He sits up looking regretful.

"You'd rather be celibate than sleep with me," Bucky rephrases.

"And that has nothing to do with your looks. This is business. We're signing a contract. It's better to keep things professional."

Bucky huffs out a frustrated breath.

"Don't you think it'd be in our best interest to... help each other out during this?"

Steve stiffens in his seat but his face stays unchanged.

"I think that would complicate things. I'm prepared to fulfill this contract in the most professional way possible."

"But I want to have sex this year," Bucky battles.

Steve shrugs and then stands.

"Look, this is a great opportunity for me but we both know you need this contract more than I do. If you don't like my terms, don't sign it."

Bucky's speechless. When he doesn't say anything Steve turns to go. To walk out. And Bucky knows he can't let him.

"Wait."

He signs the contract.

~~~

The first step in faking the relationship is leaking photos of them together. Meaning they have to get real close, put their hands on each other, and finally, Bucky's publicist insists, kiss — at least for one shot.

Bucky works it as naturally as he can, but Steve is too awkward about it. It's like he's trying so hard not to touch Bucky even when he's instructed to. And the kiss is the tiniest peck Bucky's ever received, so they settle on an open-mouthed, inches apart, shot where it looked like they're just coming off a kiss.

When the cameraman is packing up, Bucky glares at Steve.

"You're gonna have to be more believable than that when we're in public, you know?"

"I know," Steve says simply.

It makes Bucky rage inside.

"You know?"

"Yes. It'll be much easier when we don't have to be on top of each other making out. Holding your hand and kissing you on the cheek is more my style. I'll make my feelings believable," Steve assures him.

Bucky's first impulse is to laugh, call him a prude, or make fun of him somehow but he remembers the contract and how much he needs this. He needs this fake relationship to work way more than Steve so he keeps his mouth shut.

The second step is being seen in public after the photos go viral. People are already speculating whether Bucky might believe in love suddenly but they have to see it to believe it.

Steve and Bucky go to dinner and to also clear up Bucky's alleged drinking problem they make sure the press gets a shot of them dining outside where Steve clinks his wine glass to Bucky's glass of water.

The third step is for them to get a place together. The news travels fast which is exactly what they want. Everything is working so far but Bucky still hasn't gotten any offers or auditions. Which means they have to keep up the act.

~~~

Their next public appearance is a charity event. Steve has his hand slotted against Bucky's lower back with his side pressed against him. He's a warm and steady presence next to him. Steve is good at the prudish stuff, Bucky thinks.

He doesn't mind it though. He's never brought a date to a red carpet. He's never had someone to lean against while cameras flash in his face, while reporters stick microphones near his mouth. Now the feeling of Steve's hand gently but firmly placed on the small of his back feels grounding... it feels nice.

Bucky plays along, delivering all the answers his publicist curated for him. And when Steve kisses him on the cheek, it's not hard to beam with a little smile.

Spending time with Steve in public isn't the problem. The problem is how lonely it feels when they get home and walk into their separate bedrooms.

Bucky misses sex, he does, but what he doesn't see coming is how much he misses the company. He hadn't realized how much he'd gotten used to waking up with someone else in his bed. Now he wakes up every morning alone.

Tonight, they walk through the front door of their shared apartment and Bucky walks to the kitchen to pour himself a drink. He's been dying for one all night since he still isn't drinking in public. Steve stands for a moment, checking his phone.

"Want one?" Bucky asks, pouring whiskey into a glass.

Steve peers up and shakes his head, "No thank you."

Steve proceeds to his room. He's not obligated to spend any more time with him outside the public eye but it still stings. Bucky masks his disappointment and gulps back the liquor.

A couple hours pass before Bucky realizes how much he's drinking. He can't help it. None of his old friends or co-stars talk to him anymore. And he can't blame them, he'd stay away too if his friends got blacklisted.

He keeps checking his phone anyway like maybe someone will text him but no one does. He opens Instagram and starts scrolling. A post from Steve comes up, they had to follow each other and like a handful of posts when the contract started.

He has a new post. It's a painting and Bucky recognizes the background. It's the bedroom right down the hall. The one Steve sleeps in.

The painting is gorgeous. For the first time tonight, Bucky realizes he's never mentioned Steve's art. He's never asked Steve a personal question in all these weeks they've been pretending.

He picks his feet up and walks to the door of Steve's bedroom. He knocks. Steve opens it.

"Hey, you need something?" Steve asks.

Bucky shakes his head but it makes everything spin, he's really drank a little too much.

"Wanted to see your painting," Bucky says, happy when his words don't slur.

"My painting?"

Bucky nods and goes to lift his phone when he realizes he left it on the couch with his glass of whiskey. He stares at his empty hand for a moment then back up at Steve. He smiles crookedly.

"From Instagram."

"Oh," Steve looks a tad surprised. "Alright."

He steps aside and lets Bucky in. Leaning on an easel is the painting from the photo. It's a painting of New York.

"I'm from there, you know?" Bucky says stepping up to the canvas, staring.

"I know."

"Are you?" Bucky asks.

"Yeah."

"Why'd you move to LA?"

"For a guy."

Bucky frowns. "Didn't work out?"

Steve shakes his head, putting his hands in the pockets of his slacks. He's still wearing his suit pants and dress shirt but he's removed the jacket and tie. He's opened the top three buttons on his shirt. Bucky hasn't taken off a single thing.

"Do you miss it?"

"New York?" Steve guesses.

Bucky shakes his head and moves a step toward Steve.

"Having someone."

"Oh, um of course I do," Steve replies.

"Are you lonely?" Bucky asks with one more step closer.

That's when Steve catches on to Bucky's half-baked plan. His face evens out, he shakes his head.

"You know the rules."

Bucky sighs with his whole body. He's drunk and lonely and sad. He wants Steve to hold him more than the other stuff and he's never wanted that before.

"I'm not doing anything," Bucky fights.

"You're trying."

Bucky sighs again throwing his hands up and letting them slap back down.

"What would it hurt if we s-shared?" Bucky asks, his words finally starting to slur now.

"Shared?" Steve looks lost.

"The bed, Steve. Just to s-sleep."

"You want me to believe you wouldn't try anything if we got in bed together?" Steve crosses his arms.

"You're not that irresistible," Bucky scoffs. "I can keep my hands off you, easily."

The truth is, Bucky is attracted to Steve but he's been too annoyed all the time that they wouldn't have sex to really think about it. Tonight though, Steve was wearing a handsome suit all night and now the alcohol's letting Bucky appreciate the man's looks even more.

He really is nice to look at. Thick, blond hair. Sharp cut jaw line, big hands, even bigger chest, and a nice ass.

But even drunk, Bucky knows Steve is a stickler for rules. And shockingly, he'd be more than okay with just being held tonight.

Steve rolls his eyes. "Well, I don't trust you. You should go to bed, Bucky. In your own room."

"Come on."

"No."

"Steve, please."

"I told you I'm not sleeping with—"

"Just sleep," Bucky interjects. "I mean it, please. I don't wanna sleep alone again."

Something in his voice must give him away, how desperately serious he is, because Steve's features soften.

"Just sleep?" Steve tests.

"I swear, no funny business."

It takes a minute but after a long beat, Steve nods. He agrees.

"Go change and then you can sleep here."

Bucky smiles much too wide. He sprints out of the room and nearly falls over but he catches himself and drags his feet all the way to his room. He opens his dresser drawer and pulls out sweats and a t-shirt.

He sinks down to the floor working his tie off but it's so much more work with this much alcohol pumping through him. He gets the tie off and moves on to the buttons of his dress shirt.

Each button takes an eternity. He doesn't remember which button he gets to before he falls asleep on the floor.

[themculibrary]

Christmas Eve Masterlist

A Very Barton Christmas (ao3) - angelshotgun T, 5k

Summary: It’s nearly Christmas when Kate breaks her leg and Clint totes her back to the Barton Family Farm to heal. Hijinks ensue.

Christmas Eve Will Find Me (ao3) - kahn steve/tony T, 11k

Summary: Steve walked into his apartment to find Tony sitting on his kitchen counter, cross-legged, facing the door and flicking his thumbs against the screen of his futuristic phone in a way that meant he was either playing a game or hacking the security of some undoubtedly highly dangerous and deeply hostile organization.

“Hi, Honey!” Tony trilled without looking up. “Welcome back!”

Steve comes home.

Clint Barton and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Christmas Eve (ao3) - coulsons-hawk (allyoop) clint/phil, steve/bucky T, 6k

Summary: A holiday adventure with the Avengers in which nothing goes right on Christmas Eve; a dragon destroys an island, two boys from Brooklyn go missing, and all Clint Barton wants for Christmas is thirty minutes of peace on earth.

evergreen (ao3) - OnlyForward G, 24k

Summary: the story of how Tony Stark is Scrooge reincarnated and how Peter Parker is determined to change that

ft. civil war angst, tony being lonely as fuck, fun christmas activities and a nice happy ending perfect for the holiday season

Feelings at Christmastime (ao3) - nadir_zenith matt/foggy G, 1k

Summary: Foggy invites Matt to come to Christmas (Eve) Dinner with the Nelsons.

Fell For You (ao3) - sadsongssaysomuch steve/bucky E, 4k

Summary: Bucky and Steve have always been best friends, but on Christmas Eve, Bucky wakes up to realize that the way he feels about Steve is more than just friendly.

Find Ourselves in the Winter Snow (ao3) - rainpaint leo/jemma T, 6k

Summary: After a whirlwind of packing and rushing to the airport and literally running to board the plane, two small children who think the entire thing is great fun in tow, here they are. An hour from Jemma’s parents’ house, which is still too far for her mum, who doesn’t drive in a centimeter of snow, much less the several that likely cover every road between here and Sheffield.

So in all likelihood they're stuck at the airport. With two small children. The night before Christmas Eve.

It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like a Hallmark Christmas Movie (ao3) - cakeisnotpie clint/phil G, 13k

Summary: Phil Coulson is determined to get the big promotion; all he needs to do is spend a few days in a small town to close the deal then he'll be back in the Big Apple. Doesn't matter that it's two days before Christmas or that his best friend, Nick Fury, believes schmaltzy Hallmark movies are real life, he is not going to meet a handsome guy, fall madly in love, and move to the middle of nowhere.

Enter Clint Barton, dog trainer who runs a senior dog sanctuary and has biceps to die for.

Add a business mystery to solve.

Phil just might discover his happily ever after after all.

Memories that last forever (ao3) - ArabellaAM steve/tony G, 2k

Summary: Tony sighed, turning around all the way and asking with a tired, raspy voice, “Why am I hugging a pillow on Christmas Eve, Rogers?”

Or, Steve can't sleep and Tony asks him to tell him a story about his mom.

Mission - Steve and Bucky’s Best Christmas Ever (ao3) - LightningStriking steve/bucky G, 10k

Summary: Bucky has a plan. A carefully constructed, and meticulously plotted plan. Of how to give his best friend Steve the most wonderful, festive, and happy Christmas season ever. Culminating in a declaration of love, which hopefully will be returned. Can Bucky pull it off, and receive the best Christmas present of all - Steve as his boyfriend??

More Than Gravity (ao3) - JenTheSweetie steve/tony T, 20k

Summary: “Aw, time travel, no.”

On Christmas Eve, Tony came unstuck in time.

no sound, it’s all around (ao3) - winterkillz sam/bucky G, 9k

Summary: “They’re my relatives.” Bucky corrects bitterly and quietly. “I don’t… I haven’t had a family in a while.”

Sam pauses from his food and stares at Bucky. He would say that Bucky has always been an honorary Wilson, but he knows what he meant. Sam sips on his drink, making sure that he doesn’t drip orange soda on his newly dry-cleaned suit.

“You want me to go with you?” Sam offers instead.

(Or, Bucky gets invited to spend Christmas with Rebecca’s side of the family with Sam tagging along. Feelings ensue.)

On This Winter’s Night (ao3) - athena4lynn G, 6k

Summary: Five Times Clint Barton Found Something He Needed In A Church On Christmas Eve

Princess Perfect Pony Palace (ao3) -74days steve/bucky T, 3k

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve and Natasha’s daughter has just admitted to her parents that she asked Santa for a Princess Perfect Pony Palace. Which is currently out of stock in every store within 50 miles. It’s time for Uncle Bucky to step up and deliver the most wanted gift of the season - he just didn’t think he’d have to fight a hot blond for it.

Saved My Heart For You (ao3) - pensversusswords steve/tony T, 8k

Summary: Tony had been trying to propose for months, but it turned out that post-battle on Christmas Eve was the best time to pop the question.

Sorry About All The Sex Toys (ao3) - lola381pce clint/phil T, 2k

Summary: Clint draws Coulson’s name for the Avengers Secret Santa which in itself isn’t a bad thing. It’s just unfortunate he uses the same wrapping paper for Coulson’s gift as he does for Natasha’s. Regrettably, he doesn’t realise his mistake until the Secret Santa gift reveals on Christmas Eve with all the Avengers.

The Best Day of the Year (ao3) - orphan_account pepper/tony G, 2k

Summary: Tony finally mans up and proposes to Pepper on Christmas Eve.

Tony’s Christmas Carol (ao3) - kickcows pepper/tony G, 11k

Summary: Tony Stark was a mean, crotchety miser. He never felt he was doing wrong, until three spirits came to visit him on Christmas Eve, showing him otherwise. Or, a retelling of ‘A Christmas Carol’ set in the Marvel universe.

When the Snow Melts (ao3) - emptydistractions steve/bucky E, 4k

Summary: It’s the first time Bucky’s been off suppressants in nearly a century and all Steve wants is for his mate to be okay. Luckily, Christmas Eve has a little surprise in store for them.

You Are My Gift (ao3) - coeurlregina peggy/steve G, 757

Summary: 24th December, 1944

Captain America and The Howling Commandos were blessed with a moment's reprieve after their victory in the Battle of Metz (which came to an end on 13th December). They were sent back to Camp Lehigh to recoup and wait for further instructions, lucky for them, they were able to celebrate Christmas eve before being shipped off in the early morning.

[stray-kaz]

Reparations : a Bucky Barnes x reader FF : Four

Bit of 18 and up, y’all.

Bucky was gone, away for days. You killed time by spending it with Natasha, and even Yelena some days, although her unique disposition and outlook on life occasionally stressed you out and made you want to jump off a bridge. 

You had heard from Sam, although not from Bucky again, but Sam assured you that he was all right, just stressing over what you wanted to talk to him about. He confided in you that Bucky had informed him of what transpired between the two of you, tentatively including that you had cried after waking in Bucky’s bed. You had blushed upon hearing that, remembering vividly the pure trauma in Bucky’s eyes when he had woken to find you curled in on yourself and sobbing.

You could still hear Sam’s voice in your head.

“He thinks he did something wrong.”

Bucky had done nothing wrong since you met him. He was, for all intents and purposes, perfect. And you had told him so. And the last few days of agonising over the next time you would get to see him had told you another thing: you were madly in love with him. Which you had not told him.

“Do you have the words yet?” Sam asked, snapping you out of you concentration as he sat down next to you in the S.H.I.E.L.D café you frequented with Bucky.

He raised his eyebrows at the notebook you had been scrawling in, trying to create and memorise the best way to tell Bucky you were crazy about him. Your face heated and you flipped the cover shut and glowered half heartedly at him. Sam merely shook his head at you, smiling ruefully.

“Not a chance of scaring me with that face, kid” he said. “The old man is far scarier than you, even on an off day.”

“Kid” you repeated huffily. “Old man. Is that really how you see us? I’m thirty, Sam. Hardly a child.”

He shrugged, bumping your shoulder with his.

“And Bucky is about a hundred” he reminded you. “Hardly a spring chicken.”

“But he lives in the body of a thirty five year old.”

Sam arched his eyebrows at you, taking in the flush of your cheeks and your fidgeting fingers.

“You’ve noticed that, have you, huh?”

You looked away, hair falling over your forehead.

“Hard not to.”

He chuckled and patted your shoulder gently.

“The bionic man is whipped” he said firmly. “He used to be so hyper focused on the mission, no matter what it was, but now he just thinks about you all the time. He hasn’t come close to being seriously hurt, but he takes more punches than the old days before he knew you.”

You bit your lip and looked up into Sam’s eyes; they were honest and calm, and you trusted him completely.

“Are you sure?” you asked, just to be safe.

Sam nodded and leaned over to kiss your forehead.

“Yeah, kid. I’m surer than sure.”

Still chewing on your bottom lip, you stood up and rested a hand on Sam’s leather clad shoulder.

“Do you know where he’s at right now?”

Sam shrugged.

“Probably at home, waiting for you. He loves you, kid. Go get him.”

You smiled, feeling a little giddy and a lot of butterflies.

You arrived at Bucky’s doorstep and paced. Instead of pushing the doorbell and confronting him like you needed to do, you wore a flat path across his Go Away mat with the soles of your boots.

And then there was the sound of steady footsteps coming up behind you and a familiar voice calling a familiar name, creating a familiar burn in your stomach.

“You okay, doll?” Bucky asked, coming to a stop in front of you and looking concerned.

You could hardly think of anything to say back.

“Sam told me you’d be here” you attempted, finally.

Bucky stepped closer, the toes of his boots touching yours as he eyed you curiously, one dark eyebrow raised.

“Yeah...” he drew out slowly. “And? Is this the talk you wanted to have?”

Fire filled your chest and warmed your cheeks, settled in your stomach. A work roughened hand touched the side of your face and you looked up into a pain roughened gaze.

“My doll, hmm? What’s wrong? You sounded anxious on the phone.”

Instinctively, you leaned into his palm. You closed your eyes and a moment later, Bucky was kissing you and your eyes flew open then fluttered shut again as his vibranium hand came up so he was bracketing your face. His lips whispered against yours, gentle, just the hint of his stubble scraping your skin.

You stumbled back into his door and he reached around you blindly to press his key into the lock, opening it behind your back. You tripped inside, caught only by his hands around your waist as he slammed the door behind him with his foot and dropped the key on the inside mat.

You moaned a quiet whimper against his mouth. Suddenly, he was gone, standing back, a wild, worried look on his face.

“I’m sorry, doll. You didn’t ask for that. What was it you came to talk to me about?” he asked, wide eyed. “Are you okay?”

You reached for him and pushed faintly shaking hands into his hair.

“James, just kiss me. Please. Don’t stop.”

A barely audible groan sounded in his throat and he bent to grab onto your thighs and squeezed. You half jumped, he half lifted you up to wrap your legs around his waist, squeezing him tightly.

Words pulsed in your throat, aching to be said, but you could barely breathe, your heartbeat rising as Bucky carefully clasped your throat and tilted your head back so he could kiss you deeper, the tip of his tongue pushing past the seam of your lips.

Your hips bolted and Bucky fell back on the couch, his legs splayed wide open for you to fit perfectly on top of his lap. You pulled on his hair and rocked your hips inexpertly; it had been a long time, but the sensations came naturally, the rush of pleasure between your legs flooring you and sending you into a shaking collapse on Bucky’s chest.

His roughened hands pored gently over your back, stroked your hair. He murmured quiet assurances in your ear, his own body trembling slightly beneath you.

“Hey, doll, it’s okay. This doesn’t have to happen. We can go back to being just friends, I promise.”

You sat back and gazed into his crystal eyes, seeing as clear as day that it was a promise he couldn’t keep. A promise he didn’t want to keep.

You shook your head and the breath punched out of him, his chest deflating.

“What?”

His voice was patchy, half broken.

“James Buchanan Barnes, I love you.”

His blue eyes widened again.

“But - “

“I love you. I love every version of you. I love how you are with me, I love your hands, your scars, all your puzzle pieces. I love you, James.”

The doubt in his chest dissipated and he kissed your cheek, grazing the corner of your mouth.

“Oh, my doll, you have no idea. No idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that. I... I love you, too.”

He watched the smile unfurl across your face, flaglike and bright. You shifted a little, and gasped when the hardness in his jeans arched between your legs.

“But I might not be ready for that just yet” you said, glancing down.

Bucky huffed out a soft laugh, nodding.

“I get that” he murmured. “It’s fine, doll.”

You swung your leg over him and stood on the carpet, smoothing down the front of your shirt.

“I - I have some work to do, but I’ll see you tomorrow?” you asked, backing up to the door.

Bucky nodded, stood and followed you. He pressed a firm kiss to your cheek and held the door open with one hand.

“Bye, doll” he said gently.

You smiled again and he closed the door slowly, not so willing to stop seeing your face.

You turned away from the door and then back again, biting your lip and shaking your hands out by your sides. You paced just like you did earlier, and then took in one deep, long breath, mind made up. You knocked again.

Bucky swung the door open and reeled you in, light in his eyes as he found your mouth again with his.

Tagging: @hoodedbirdie​

[joyfulmagic]

@heldheart // SEND 👀 FOR A DIRTY THOUGHT AND/OR FANTASY MY MUSE HAS HAD ABOUT YOURS.

I'm going to give two answers to this - one being 40s!Bucky, one being TFAWS!Bucky. I also kinda wanted to do Prince!Bucky x Princess!Bex, but it'd take me forever to finish this if I did that too lol Here is the 40s!Bucky one :D I'll respond to the ask with modern!Bucky.

He was laying on the couch, Steve on the floor curled up with several blankets wrapped around him. Sighing, Bucky got up from the couch quietly and snuck his way to the bathroom. After closing the door, he ran the water and splashed his face, trying to cool himself off from what he'd been thinking about while trying to fall asleep.

She'd be in his arms, her veil trailing on the floor before she plucked it out of her hair and tossed it down the hallway of their new apartment. "How does it feel to be Mrs. James Barnes?" he teased, kissing her as he carried his bride over the threshold of their bedroom, where they'd consummate their recent marriage.

Bucky didn't wait for her response, kissing her passionately as he gently put her down so he could get her out of her gown. "I can't believe this is real," he chuckled, turning Bexley towards the bed as he undid the buttons of her wedding dress, enamored with how she looked in the white gown with golden embellishments. She looked like an absolute princess, his princess.

Bucky was madly in love with Bexley, and had been determined to marry her before shipping off to the war in Europe. He'd lucked out and had enough time, plus she was planning on getting involved herself. He'd nearly challenged her ex-beau, Logan, over her honor. He didn't care if he was Bexley's first time or not, he was determined to make her forget any other man that had touched her, even just kissed her.

"My wife," he growled playfully as he let the dress drop to the floor. He pressed his warm lips to her smooth neck, her hair pushed out of the way. He was tempted to leave gentle bite marks, but knew they'd get in trouble with their superior officers if he did since Bucky would leave lasting marks if given the chance to.

He undid his own suit, looking rather dapper in it, but even more appealing with it on the floor beside Bexley's gown. He turned her around so she could look at him, his cheeks slightly flush from revealing all of his body to her in the light of the moon that was coming through the window.

He'd kept on his underwear, not removing Bexley's either as he wanted to take things slowly with her, make the night last.

It was when he finally envisioned Bexley slipping off her brasier straps when he was interrupted by Steve snoring, knowing he needed to adjust Steve's head so he'd breathe properly.

[buckets-and-trees]

Hey love 💝 would you think about doing a Bucky Barnes imagine where he's madly in love with Wanda's best friend, who often visits the Compound. One day you're also over seeing Wanda but she's still in a Meeting or something, so you end up alone in the living area when Bucky gets there after training. First he doesn't notice you staring at him all shower-wet and half naked but eventually he notices you and gets all shy. Just until you simply walk up to him and kiss him, which he happily returns. You both end up in his bedroom, making love and cuddle afterwards where you both finally admit your feelings for each other. In the end you fall asleep naked and cuddled together. And that's just how Wanda and the others find you after searching for you the whole day. I hope it's not weird and okay with you 🫶🏼🩷 thank you !

While I'm so flattered that you dropped by my inbox hoping I could write this fic for you, it's not really tickling my muse at this time.

I also know that not everyone reads everyone's rules/navigatoins/guides, but I don't really take requests. Here's my snippet about that from my own guide:

I know I've got a fair amount of asks that I respond to with stories or imagines, but more often than not, it's things to do with stories I already have published or it might strike on an idea that I've been thinking about but not written yet.

But I DID want to respond to your ask to encourage YOU to write it - clearly you've got a nice vision for a plot - orrrrr maybe someone else will see it and adopt this plot bunny and be inspired to write something!

Thank you for sending the ask!

[boombambaby]

The Re-test

If this rat chucks one more thing at his head, he’s going to wait for a cart to come down the road again and throw him in front of it. After the cart fiasco, Bucky and Malina did their best to pour over her Squirrel-to-English dictionary so they could teach him a full squirrel vocabulary before the re-test the next day. Malina even stayed late enough to join them for dinner once Pacha, Chicha and the kids returned home, which Kuzco insisted on calling a date– in squirrel speak, no less!-- and Malina vehemently denied. Can you believe that?

By the end of the night, he was ready to squeaken squeak squick squaba skwick. BUT— at least it was finally over. Kuzco was confident in his ability to pass the test, which means Bucky will finally get lost, he’ll get to become Emperor and Malina will fall madly in love with him over his impressive multi-lingual abilities. Okay, . . . so maybe the last part was a little bit of a stretch, but one can dream. Right?

Bucky continued to pester him the entire way to school the next morning, pointing at random items from his perch on Kuzco’s shoulder and tugging at his hair until he answered when he was ignored. Kuzco would mutter a disgruntled but appropriate “Squawk.” “Squeaker.” depending on the item, and swat at the little rodent, who would only chitter and jump off of his shoulder when he actually came close to hitting him. Malina is waiting for him at the entrance to the school, and flashes him a smile that near instantaneously brightens his morning before confidently greeting him with, “Squeaken squawk, Kuzco, Bucky.” He just barely resists the urge to roll his eyes, recognizing her ‘Good morning, Kuzco.’ for what it is and instead mutters a “Squawk.” at the same time as Bucky chirps in with his own friendly greeting. It finally pushes him over the edge, and Kuzco can’t help but grunt; “Get lost you little tree rat, you’re throwing off my groove with Malina!” It’s accompanied with a frustrated swat towards where he’s sitting on his shoulder (again), and Bucky snickers as he scurries down his side and leg and into the school on his own. He technically doesn’t need him any more, but he didn’t know if Moleguaco would need to see proof of life for him to pass the test so he very reluctantly put up with bringing him back to the school that morning. Very reluctantly.

Malina, who had been watching the interaction with disbelief, narrows her eyes at him in a glare and places the hand not currently holding her books against her hip. “Kuzco! What’s the matter with you? If it weren’t for Bucky, you would never have passed this class! You should be thanking him!” Kuzco is too busy smoothing his hair from where the rodent kept tugging it to notice her annoyed look, but scoffs all the same at the mention of owing the squirrel anything. “Nooo, if it weren’t for you and your impressive book thing I wouldn’t have passed the class— which, I haven’t yet. By the way.”

“Right, because Bucky staying up all night with you and making sure you knew the difference between ‘acorn’ and ‘hut’ didn’t help at all.” She rolls her eyes and sensing that the argument was useless, turns to head into the school— with or without him. “You are unbelievable Kuzco, you know that?”

Satisfied with the state of his hair, he drops his hands to tug on the straps of his backpack, pulling it taut against his back as he follows her. “You say I’m unbelievable, and then you walk away— I don’t get it.”

[thatmexisaurusrex]

HOW DID I MISS THAT THERE WAS A KARAOKE OPTION OMG THAT NEEDS TO HAPPEN

Three is my lucky number so could you please do #9 even though this is my 3rd time requesting already?😅

Oh gosh, thank you so much for the prompt, @allcolorsoftherainbow, I had so much fun writing this one! I hope you enjoy it! 😆

Date 25 of 28: Karaoke

| - 24 - | - Prompt - | - 26 - |

"Life is a kite, Jane; I'm gonna fly it on my spouse."

"Do you think they're messing up on purpose?" asked Sam blowing out the on-fire orange peel in his fourth Campfire Sling, watching two very drunk women sing "Life is a Highway" by Rascal Flats very poorly, "Or are they just that drunk?"

"If you're going kite way; I'm going to hide behind my house."

"That's a very good question," said Bucky genuinely unsure.

"How did you even learn about this place?" asked Sam, turning his gaze to Bucky curiously.

"I have my ways," said Bucky with a wink.

There was something oddly beautiful about the place; as if stepping into another world, almost, and with a different atmosphere, Bucky felt like this place would seem like a horror film, maybe. Because there'd been a sorcerer ("Wizard!") who had transformed an abandoned amusement park into a series of outdoor bars.

Overgrown plants draped over the remnants of rusted down behemoths of entertainment, some Christmas-themed park gone to the wayside from what Bucky could to tell, with the odd elf or Mrs. Clause poking part of their body out from a flurry of flora.

Bucky had been recommended the place by Shangqi, Katy, and Wong - apparently, people in the magic community? Loved karaoke.

And Sam loved karaoke.

So, Bucky had begged for the secret passcode to get inside, the place filled with a variety of bars to choose from, yes, but there was an outdoor karaoke bar where the mechanical reindeer petting zoo once resided, the reindeer reconfigured into tables that looked more like bizarre art pieces in a strange statue garden, the sleigh the bar, and Santa's house losing its front wall to create a stage for the karaoke.

So, there Bucky and Sam found themselves, at "Rudolf's Lodge", Bucky sipping on his fifth Stay Out of My Forest cocktail as a man was booed off stage for a terrible rendition of "Upside Down" by Diana Ross, someone turning him into a frog, the poor man hopping off the stage with sad little ribbits.

Bucky tried not to panic.

He did not know the audience would be this intense about karaoke.

"You know what? I don't care how you found it. It's a pretty cool place. Interesting drinks. Thank you for finding it, babe," said Sam, glancing up at the screen above that said Sam was up next to sing.

"Um. Do you really want to go up there and sing?" asked Bucky, trying not to sound like he didn't believe in Sam, but also the crowd was turning people into frogs and emus and dusted warblers and Bucky didn't know how to take care of an alligator, what if they turned Sam into an alligator if he accidentally messed up one note?

What do alligators even eat?

Could you get alligator food at a store?

Sam rolled his eyes, patting Bucky's chest as he gave Bucky a peck that distracted Bucky for a second, but only that.

"I got this. You just sit there and look pretty," said Sam, winking as he walked over to the stage, people clapping as Sam got on stage, whispers from the crowd, probably people recognizing Captain America, and what had Sam chosen again for his song?

Maybe Sam shouldn't be going up there four drinks in, and Bucky knew it was hard to tell when Sam was drunk sometimes, he was good at keeping his cool, but Bucky could see the slight wobbling in Sam's form and, okay, maybe if it starts looking bad, Bucky will just - punch through a crowd of sorcerers, grab Sam, and run away.

That could work.

Bucky could fix this if it went bad.

But Sam just smiled at Bucky like he was the world, making Bucky's heart stutter, making him frozen on the spot because how could you do anything when you had the full attention of Sam Wilson.

"Hi!" said Sam a little too loud (definitely tipsy), giggling, eyes focused on Bucky, never leaving Bucky, Bucky feeling his face heating up, "My name is Sam Wilson. And this song is dedicated to my babe. The Buckarino. The Buckaroo - you know who I'm talking about. Let's start the song."

Sam said that to a crowd Bucky was sure did not know who "the Buckarino" was, and there were probably eyes on Bucky, but Bucky wasn't checking because the slow and easy yet captivating beat of "Location" by Khalid started to play, Bucky finding himself moving with Sam's swaying.

"Send me your location, let's; Focus on communicating; 'Cause I just need the time and place to come through (place to come through); Send me your location; Let's ride the vibrations; I don't need nothing else but you; (do not need nothing else but you)."

Bucky just got lost in Sam.

His voice.

The words.

The movements of his body.

His gap-toothed smile.

The way he held the microphone.

The way he kept staring at Bucky with those onyx odyssey hellebore eyes.

And before Bucky knew it, the crowd was clapping, and Sam had stepped off the stage, looking revitalized, bursting with energy off the high of the crowd cheering, pulling Bucky into a deep kiss.

"Thank you for this," said Sam, his forehead touching Bucky's

"I'm glad you like it," was all Bucky could say back, mind blank, thoughts only filled with Sam.

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Want to choose a date for Sam and Bucky to go on during this special February Daily SamBucky Fluff Diary event? Check out the prompts here and send me an ask! I’ll write you a drabble as one of my Daily SamBucky Fluff Diaries!

[bucky-barnes-diaries]

Prompt || Reader is reading a book and is talking about how they ship two of the characters together because of [insert cute reason here], and then Bucky says “that sounds like you and me right there.” — Requested by @crushedbyhyperbole <3

Pairing || TFATWS!Bucky x Female!Reader

Word Count || Around 400

Contents & Warnings || Fluff, Mild Angst — hinting at Bucky’s traumatic past.

Random prompt event || Masterlist

You and your boyfriend Bucky were snuggled deep into the comfortable sofa with your backs against each armrest, facing one another. Your legs caressing and loving upon each other underneath the warm blanket draped over you both as you each had a book in hand, getting lost in your own captivating stories.

A warm drink of your choice was placed on the coffee table, and you would, every once in a while, take a delicious sip from it.

Alpine was sleeping on top of the sofa's back ledge, keeping you and Bucky company with the soft purring along with the soft crackling sound of the fireplace.

This setting right here was your favourite. There was nothing else as wonderful as this that could ever compare. Everything was absolutely perfect.

A passage in your book made you smile brightly and let out a sweet giggle that Bucky just couldn’t seem to ignore.

“What is it, doll?”

You hummed as you took your eyes off the page and onto your boyfriends that were staring lovingly at you.

“Oh, nothing, it’s just something sweet that one of the main characters did.”

“Tell me,” he had an encouraging smile spread across his face, “what’s the book about?”

“Well, it’s about this woman that helps a man conquer and move past the immense trauma he’s experienced in life. He’s very lost and has no idea who he is anymore after all he’s been through, so she helps him. Helps him when he has traumatic nightmares and flashbacks. Teaches him how to love himself again and that he’s allowed to have a second chance in life to live and laugh and be his authentic self. She’s so patient with him despite him trying to push her away because he feels like he doesn’t deserve it. But she stays no matter what, and he falls so hard and madly in love with her… It’s a very bittersweet story.”

“You know, that sounds like you and me right there.”

It was true. The story was very much similar to yours and Bucky's. And that was probably why you resonated so much with it.

“Yeah,” you gave him a sweet smile,” I guess that’s why I love the story so much.”

“I love you, doll.”

“I love you too, Bucky.”

Nothing more was needed to be said. You both knew the immense love you held for each other, and all the hurdles you and he had been through to be where you are right now—happy and safe.

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