#bucky barnes x filipina! reader

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

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Bucky Barnes ✨

Just let me see them by @kinanabinks

mob!bucky x best friend!reader

Miss me by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Vampire Rockstar Bucky! x Reader

Love like a bruise by @targaryenvampireslayer

Dark!TWD!Bucky Barnes x female reader

Insatiable by @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x female reader

Though I have never read it by @tuiccim

Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Say my name by @lunarbuck

Ari Levinson x f!reader

Skin by @flordeamatista

dbf!ari levinson x reader

Don't get sad, get even by @writing-for-marvel

Boyfriend’s Roommate!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader

Melting by @onsunnyside

Mafia!Ari Levinson x lovesick!reader

After hours by @flordeamatista

ceo!silverfox!ari levinson x personal assistant!reader

Steve Rogers ✨

Finding home by @navybrat817

Lumberjack!Steve Rogers x Female Reader

His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Deny me by @straywords

Dom!Steve Rogers x Bratty! Reader

Unholy by @straywords

Dark! Priest! Steve x Reader

Ride with me by @flordeamatista

biker!steve rogers x reader

Breathe me by @honeystevie

40s!Steve Rogers x Filipina!reader

Steve Harrington ✨

Moments tucked away by @talesofesther

Steve Harrington x Reader

Eddie Munson ✨

Forevermore by @jobean12-blog

Vampire!Eddie Munson x reader

Multiple characters ✨

The perfect life by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Dark!Steve x You x Dark!Bucky

Traditional by @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers

Fuck up the friendship by @summerofsnowflakes

College!SoccerPlayer!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader and College!SoccerPlayer!Steve x Fem!Reader

[james-bucky-barnackle]

A Filipina dating Bucky would be like

- You not finding the right english word for kilig when he's asking you what you're feeling.

- Taking him to Jollibee obv and him probably liking the cheesy bacon mushroom melt and you throwing your fist in the air *success*

- Watching Crazy Rich Asians with him and pointing out every Filipino actor on screen like the proud pinoy you are.

- Skyping with your mom and showing Bucky on cam with your mom nodding slowly, probably then asking you to come home with him to introduce him to everybody. And by everybody, like everybody.

- Bucky getting confused about the NAIA system which is a really bad airport to begin with. His metal arm gets the guards a little tensed, but you pray a thousand hail Mary's that no one ask.

- Getting picked up by your grandparents even when you said not to.

- Cuddling in the back seat of the car as your Grandma looks at the rear view mirror, eyeing Bucky's metal arm and asking in filipino if he's a gangster.

- Your Grandpa defending you by saying "Ganyan na mga kabataan ngayon, Right man?" (thats how kids are nowadays). To which Bucky nervously nods back smiling, before he whips his head back to you with a questioning look.

- You getting to your house with the whole extended family present. Pancit, lumpia, fried chicken's there baby.

- As well as your cousins... And their kids... And your aunts... You get the picture.

- They whisper amongst themselves about how you're dating someone foreign. And you approach each one of them, introducing your beau knowing exactly what they think and joke around with Bucky making him feel at ease through the whole thing.

- Your cousins asking their kids to beg Bucky for dollars.

- You blocking them before they get to Bucky giving them bentes (twenty pesoses).

- Your uncles teasing each other for having nosebleeds around your boyfriend.

- Everyone asking if the two of you met on the internet, and you shaking your head no. Hay mga pinoy talaga.

- Your dad finally arriving and you take his hand to "mano" by bowing your head pressing it onto the back of his hand. And you taught Bucky this already and has done it with everyone else but he almost forgets to with your dad because your dad's trying to be intimidating.

- Your dad trying to give him the 'talk' about how much he loves you and how he'd break Bucky's head off if he ever hurts you; but your dad fails because there's too much English and he ain't about that.

- He gives Bucky a manly hug to which Bucky, his head on your dad's shoulder, facing you smiles triumphantly. And you shake your head.

- The party ending and your mom askin you were you and Bucky would be staying. You say you booked a hotel, especially because Bucky gets a little panicky with his nightmares.

- The next day, your mom planned another party but with just her amigas, mostly to flaunt you and your beautiful Bucky. Also just to get her plus points with her Tita's of Manila status.

- You scamper and insist on him wearing a shirt, because its hella hot even when he wants to hide his arm. You tell him you'll take care of anyone who even dares to look at it.

- Not getting any cars on Grab and Bucky insisting he's fine with riding a jeep.

- The two of you standing on the street, clearly not on the loading zone and him asking you about it. With you replying, every place is a loading zone.

- Wiping the sweat off his forehead because of the heat and fanning him with a twenty peso fan you bought off the bangketa.

- Asking if he wants some maxx or mentos... Or some white rabbit.

- All the jeepneys that pass by are full so when you hear the driver shout there's one seat, you shake your head. But then Bucky sees other jeepneys passing by with some men riding at the far end of the jeep, standing on the platform and grabbing on the bar. You shook your head and told him you would not let him "sabit".

- He pleads, and says he wants to be cultured and its gonna be funny. And youre also late and getting hungry.

- So when another jeep passes by, you and Bucky get in, you sit just beside the door and Bucky stands on the door, using his metal arm to grab the bar.

- Everyone in the jeepney looking at you, then him. 'Kasama nya ba yung pogi?' (Is she with the handsome guy?)

- And you smirking, thinking to yourself yes he is.

- You lightly tap him as he slowly looks down to eye you. And you ask him if he's okay. He sees everyone inside the jeep looking at the two of you and you laugh and make a face to not look at them back.

- Someone gets off on your side of the jeep and you pull Bucky inside to finally sit beside you.

- The jeep gets stuck in traffic and a kid enters the jeep and gives out envelopes to everyone. He looks at Bucky longer, since he's foreign and thinks he probably has dolla dolla bills. You eye the kid and smile.

- Bucky lifts the envelope slowly and asks you "Where is he inviting us?" And you laughing in reply.

- You explain that those envelopes are where you put in donations for the kids while they *as if on cue* sings and drums on his makeshift drum.

- You tell him some kids are being hired by scammers to beg for alms, but Bucky doesn't care as he grabs for his wallet and fishes out a fifty peso bill. You gawk at the bill considering the highest you've given was probably five pesos, but you let him put it in the envelope anyway.

- The kid finishes singing and you both hand him your envelopes and you wrap yoir arm around his.

- The jeep finally starts moving again and the two of you reach your destination.

- You complain about smelling like the sun and Bucky laughing at this. You always say this when youre a little bit sweaty and he used to be so confused by it but is used to it now.

- You fixing yourself as you approach the facade of the restaurant your mom chose and Bucky tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

- "You look great, doll."

- "I love you, thanks for coming to this crazy trip with me."

- "Its not that bad."

- "You're about to meet my mom's amigas, it's about to get bad."

[wunderlustwriter]

Soul Food (imagine)

i had this dream about M’Baku last night after thirsting over him for the past couple of days and now i can’t stop thinking about it. anyways in this lil drabble or whatever the reader is a WOC. and yes I’m writing some phrases in Tagalog again, i’ll put the translation after the phrases. anyone can read the fic but that’s just a fair warning of what to expect. ALSO!!!!!!

here are some reccs of amazing M’Baku x black!reader fics that I highly recommend and ask you to support

imagine.....

M’baku coming up to the Avenger’s tower w T’challa for a few days to get to know the team and talk or whatever

and he’s just in his new casual clothes that he and thor probably found while shopping together (not really but i can only imagine how chaotic and himbo-esque that would be)

and he walks in on you just cooking breakfast early in the morning after him, t’challa, Okoye, and Shuri arrived the previous night

you’re startled because tony hadn’t told anyone about any new visitors that would be coming that week. okay maybe he did but we all know how once tony and steve start arguing at an avenger’s meeting everyone else starts to mentally check out

you both just look at eachother for a few seconds, trying to assess if either party is malicious, before you ask FRIDAY if you should be expecting any visitors

“Good morning Miss Y/L/N. King T’Challa and some of his people from Wakanda arrived at the tower last night for their week long stay.” the programed voice says over the speakers in the kitchen.

“I hope you had a good travel from Wakanda. I’m Y/N, and you are...?” You say and right as you reach your hand out to shake his two timers go off letting you know your yuka tater tots are done and the fried plantains are about to burn

with that you quickly get back to work. you take the yuka out of the air fryer ((y’all can shit on me for this but once you have one it’s impossible to go back)) add a new batch of plantains, and turn off the burner to the wok with mushroom, sweet potato, onion, baby cabbage, bok choy, carrot, celery, and green bean stir fry.

after tossing a few more spices on the entrees, you turn to speak with the man again but another alarm goes off. With a sigh and slight roll of the eyes you turn around to see that it’s the oven this time.

you grab some mittens and bend over to pull the ube muffins out and just as you do so the rice cooker goes off.

“Do you need, some help Miss.” M’baku says in a half amused and half concerned manor

“Oh no, I’m good, just finishing up Sunday morning breakfast for the team... Well, actually- If you could close the oven door and stir the vegetables for me while I put away the ingredients that would be great!”

with a slow nod M’Baku goes to close the door you opened and copies your previous movements with the stir fry. you pass him by when you put up the coconut milk and pick up your previous conversation

“So I never did get to hear your name from earlier, what was it again?”

“Oh I am-“

you get interrupted again when Bucky and Steve walk into the kitchen

“See Cap, I told ya she’d be done with breakfast. When you hear her 5000 alarms go off and start to smell the muffins you know food is about to be ready”

“Whatever you say Buck. Good morning Y/N. Breakfast looks beautiful and smells amazing as per usual.”

“Woahhhh Y/N. Did you bring home some late night guest that’d you wanted us to meet” Bucky interrupts Steve with a sly smile

“Aye! Tumahimik ka, you two! [shut up] This is one of Tony’s guests. He’s here with T’Challa from Wakanda and...” you slowly turn to face your guest again “I still haven’t caught your name..?”

Before he can even respond Tony comes walking through the elevator and into the kitchen “Ah! Chief M’Baku! Or do you prefer Lord, either way I hope you slept well last night after your travels. Hopefully it isn’t too hot in the tower, I’ve heard Jabari Land can get quite chilly, to say the least.”

While you’re just standing there like a dumbass looking between Tony and M’Baku, slightly shocked, Bucky breaks the silence with his unwarranted interjection “Oh of course, leave it to Y/N to rope literal royalty into helping her in the kitchen.”

[bitchassbucky]

crack concept tingz with dumb!reader and bucky where she's giving him a handjob and he was on the verge of cumming when she runs outside to catch kuya taho 🤠🤠

i misread this as blowjob so i'm sorry. i hope u likey.

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Ever since you put on that goddamned pink, sparkly, fucking-sticky lip gloss, all Bucky wanted to do was to push his dick inside your mouth.

“Staring is rude, dude.” A sharp quip slips past your lips and Bucky thinks he’s about to pass out.

He strides forward then, using his long legs to close the short distance between you. The tension palpable in the living room, the air thick with need.

Looking up from your phone, you arch your eyebrow, making a face that you know will drive him crazy, “what?” Your pink-tinged lips curl up to a sly smirk and Bucky’s cock twitched and stirred under his sweatpants.

He knows what you’re up to—lounging around his shirt, mismatched socks, swiping your finger very so often over your glossed pout—”I need your mouth on me now.”

Bucky expected you to giggle and tease him more, as you usually do. What he didn’t expect was you immediately pulling him by the strands of his gray pants, pulling them down in the process.

“And here I thought you’d never ask.”

So, yes, it turns out that you want to ‘paint his cock pink and sparkly.’ A filthy litany uttered like a prayer before sinking his length down your warm mouth.

Bucky, being Bucky, took a couple of pictures from his view. Your cheeks hollowed as you suck nearly half of him, the textured skin speckled with glitters and gloss and all things you.

Electricity crackles up his spine and down to his limbs as you fondle and grope his balls, making him twitch and leak a significant amount of release onto your tongue—which you proudly show him, earning you his own spit.

A telltale sign of Bucky Barnes cumming is simple: his thigh muscles will clench.

Nearing his own slice of heaven, Bucky grunts; holding your head close to his pubic bone but then—taho!

It was faint at first.

Taho!

And then it got closer.

But Bucky got farther. And farther. And farther away from his climax as you bolt right up, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand while sprinting to the kitchen to find the biggest mugs in the house.

He sighs in defeat and tucks himself back into his pants, “there’s some change in the bowl by the door, babe.”

“I know!” Your form zooms past him, clutching two mugs while some of the coins clatter down the floor.

Opening the door, you let out a holler to the taho vendor, “kuya! Dalawang taho nga po!” The man proceeded to put down the heavy cans on either side of his body. You meet him halfway, already excited for your afternoon treat.

Bucky watches you fondly, leaning up to the doorframe. His mind already crawling back to the ring box he hid amongst the socks.

BITCHASSBUCKY’S YAY-2K CELEBRATION

translations:

taho is a Filipino food that's made of soft tofu, sweetener (arnibal), sago (kinda like tapioca pearls but smaller)

Kuya (in this context) can be translated to sir or mister.

Dalawang taho nga po! = Can I please get two servings of taho?

[haravath0t]

parol (with filipina!reader)

Warnings: angst (if you squint), immense fluff, and a big word count (sorry)

Summary: The holidays are approaching and reader shares some of her favorite Christmas traditions with Bucky as they decorate, but a little incident happens. To lighten up her spirits, James surprises her on Christmas Eve. 

A/N: Hi everyone! I hope you had a great Christmas and New Year! Now with time in my hands I was able to complete this work! I rarely see any Filipina!Readers so I wrote this, as Christmas and my heritage is something I hold close to my heart. It is my first one shot, so bear with me! I hope you all enjoy!

*italics indicate flashbacks!

Today was not your day. You wanted to go home after doing reports and paperwork, surprise Bucky with a nice dinner and pumpkin pie, video call your family that lived in the Philippines to open the gifts you shipped over to them, and call it a day. However, luck was not on your side. Oversleeping, last minute additional reports, agents that were slacking off during training, misplacement of papers, everything you could never dream of happening all in one day happened. You walked over to Bucky, who was leaning against the black car waiting for you as he toyed with the car keys. “Hey, sweetheart, come on why don’t we- you okay?” He asks, concern apparent in his voice as he watches you angrily open the door. “Swell.” Bucky knew better than to push you into talking based on the way you slammed the door and did the better option as he drove you two out of the headquarters to your shared apartment: wait till you talk. “It’s been a bad day,” you sigh in frustration as you look out the window, relaxing when Bucky nods in understanding. “It’ll be alright, sweetheart, talk to me.” And so you did, which led to you both agreeing on having take out for dinner to save yourself from more stress. The two of you were carrying bags filled with take out and lovely desserts as you went into the apartment, leaving you to close the door behind you with your feet. Unfortunately harder than you had intended to. The laughter had died when you heard the sound of something breaking not too far from you both, causing your whole face to drop. The once brightly lit parol, had shattered into pieces, leaving the lights inside to flicker. That did it for you. The tears that have been threatening to fall from your eyes all day have started to drop. “Y/N…” Bucky starts softly, cutting himself off when he sees you quietly and carefully approach the now broken parol, trying to pick the broken pieces up. “Y/N, careful,” Bucky says worriedly, putting his set of bags down to stop you from hurting yourself. “It’s… it’s broken Buck…” you say in disbelief and disappointment, sniffing as you wipe your tears. “Hey. It’s going to be alright, sweetheart. We can work something out-” “It’s my only parol.”

“It’s okay, hey we still can video call-” “My family had opened their presents by now.” Bucky was stumped for you to say the least. He couldn’t even figure out what to say to you over the quiet dinner table when you barely picked up your food and when you immediately retreated to the bedroom, quiet sniffles echoing. He knew that feeling all too well, having something so connected to your identity be taken away in a moment’s notice. He knew one thing though. He wanted to make you feel at home, and he was going to do something about it.

---

“What do you have there, baby doll?” Bucky questions as he watched you open a square shaped box. He smiled when you didn’t respond, a little habit of yours that he has loved knowing that you could not contain your excitement. “A parol!” you squealed, revealing a carefully crafted ring with a star shaped piece in the middle. It was made of red, white, green, and yellow dyed capiz shells. He had never seen anything like it before. 

He continues to look at the parol, blush forming on his cheeks in embarrassment when you laughed at his curious gaze. “Parols are pretty much Christmas lanterns back in the Philippines. They normally are shaped as stars and they light up at night! It definitely shows the Filipino Christmas spirit,” you explain to him as your excited eyes meet his. Bucky loved hearing you explain your culture, especially since you have been quite homesick since joining the team and having a place of your own. You did not want your family to know too much of what your job entailed. With that being said, whenever you got a chance to immerse yourself in the culture you grew up with, you always took the chance. 

“Want to help me hang it?” You ask, already finding the right spot for it. “Of course doll, let’s go” he replies with a smile, following you to the window to help. Bucky had to admit, the parol looked wonderful. He watched the lantern in satisfaction as it lit up in wonderful patterns, a sight he can’t wait to become accustomed to. “Must really take long to make these,” he remarks as his eyes admire the lantern. “It does… especially these, but they’re all beautiful.” You sigh happily hugging your boyfriend as you watch the parol, twinkling bright as the snow slowly fell gently outside the apartment’s window. 

“God I missed this. You wanna know something?” Bucky’s eyes turned away from the lantern and looked at you intently. 

“Yeah?” 

“This has been around since I was a kid.”

“Really, now?”

“Mhm! I always grew up being surrounded by the culture and my family and I always loved showing it off during the Christmas season. Of course not like in the Philippines though, but we always tried to remember home here. I hope you don’t mind. I asked my parents to bring it over, so I can have a piece of them with me.” The way your face fell in melancholy and embarrassment did not come unnoticed by Bucky. “I don’t mind at all, sweetheart. This is our place, right? Besides, it adds a little flare to our little place doesn’t it?” he questions with that charming smile, making you reciprocate it back in relief before you kiss his cheek. 

“It does… thank you.”

--- 

A knock sounds through the now quiet apartment, making Bucky immediately make his way to the door. “Oh, Mrs. Y/L/N. Thank you for coming.” He says, gently taking your mother’s hand and bringing it up to his forehead just like you taught him. “Ahhh, bless you, bless you,” your mother responds while giggling, making her way into your apartment and sitting down on a couch. Bucky watched in surprise as she took out several simple materials from one of her plastic bags: string, small string lights, bamboo sticks, colored cellophane sheets, rubber bands, and colored tissue paper. 

“That looks different from the one she hung up a few days ago.” Bucky commented in surprise, only for your mother to look up at him with raised eyebrows. “You don’t expect me to make one that expensive looking, do you? No! I’ll buy one for you two later. But for now, let me teach you how to do it the traditional way. Come here.” Your mother beckoned, making Bucky smile as he took his seat next to you, excited for what’s next. 

“Yan! (There we go) What do you think? Pretty good right?” Your mother smiled, clapping quietly as Bucky smiled proudly at the simple parol he had just finished making. It was a simple one for sure unlike the incredibly detailed one you both hung, but he desperately hoped you would enjoy at least a substitute for the meantime. “Wow..it’s nice… thank you…” he started, only to have your mother wave her hand nonchalantly. “Ayyy… it’s no problem. I’m glad you made the effort to do this for her. Thank you.” She laughed when Bucky’s cheeks started to turn red and pinched them before standing up and taking the rest of her bags to the kitchen. Bucky was then confused, from the additional bags in the kitchen, the urgent sounding phone call in what seemed to be Tagalog, and your mother’s quick paced actions. “Is there a way I can help?” He asks, shyly. Your mother couldn’t help but laugh once again, dragging him into the kitchen with her. “I called her father so we can do this.” 

“What are we going to do, exactly?”

“Bring home to her!”

You sighed in relief as the door of your apartment was getting closer and closer. It was luckily a better day, just training and meetings before you were able to go home. You were very much ready to be greeted by your lover’s arms and wind down. However, that wasn’t the case, for when you closed the door, a familiar scent filled the air. “Wait a minute,” you whispered in disbelief, hurrying to the kitchen and saw several foods that you have terribly missed: pork barbecue, chicken afritada, bibingka, and rice cakes. You squealed with joy when your mom and dad yelled surprise, not hesitating to hug the both of them excitedly as joyful tears ran down your cheeks. “I’ve missed you guys! How did you come here?! What?!” you question in awe and denial, which made your parents smile. “You have to thank your boyfriend for that one, anak (child)” your dad replies to a smile.  “I called them over. To hopefully cheer you up.” A shy voice says. You turned around in surprise to see Bucky walking shyly to you with his arms behind his back. “That’s not the only surprise he has for you anak! Bucky, show her! Show her!” Your mother beckoned, resulting in yet another confused look from you. Bucky smiled shyly and revealed to you the parol that he had made earlier, causing another gasp to leave your lips and more tears to fall. 

“Buck… you made this?” Bucky smiled shyly “I did… I remembered you mentioning that people were able to make them, so I asked your mom to teach me, so we can have this for the meantime. I know it’s not much but-” His words were then cut off as you tightly embraced him, then went up on your tippy toes to shower your boyfriend with thankful kisses. “Oh, it’s more than enough, Buck… thank you. Thank you, so much.” You truly were grateful. You were aware that it may have not been easy for Bucky to call them up, let alone build a parol, and you were amazed beyond belief. The two of you hung the small and simple parol that lit up softly in the dark night, admiring the cute sight as your parents took pictures of the two of you with smiles beaming on their faces. “Come on then, you two, let’s eat!” your dad exclaims, laughter filling the walls of the apartment.

 “I can’t believe you,” You whispered to Bucky, holding his hand as you both walked to the table. “Couldn’t let my girl go through her favorite holiday being sad, can’t I? What kind of boyfriend would I be? I figured you could have a piece of home with you for the holidays, so I wanted to give my girl a surprise..” You giggled and nodded and kissed his knuckles, your eyes meeting his wonderful blue ones. 

“I love you so much, Buck. Thank you. But my home wouldn’t be complete without you in the picture, couldn’t it?” 

“Neither would mine, baby doll.”

You took a final look at the parol and back at Bucky, smiling in content as he led you to the dinner table. You held that parol close to your heart, as it showed the efforts and the simple actions that you two took into making each other happy. The fact that Bucky would do this for you was remarkable to you, and that alone proved to you that it didn’t matter where you were, for James Buchanan Barnes was now always there to proudly remind you of home.

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Soup of the Day

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Filipina!Reader

Special request by @tom-hlover : Bucky x Filipina reader who is new to the country and a new lab assistant and is quite the workaholic.when time came almost everyone was at the mission when reader became sick and tried to cook for herself though she cant even properly stand up,when Bucky found her,

A/N: I mention the Agents of Atlas and Pearl/Wave aka the Filipina superhero. If you don’t know who they are, I highly suggest to read up on them because they’re awesome.

When you were personally recruited to the Avengers in America, you couldn’t believe it. You were so excited, but you were also conflicted. You confided with Pearl about your situation and she replied with “Ikaw gaga?! You’re going! This is a great opportunity!”

She was right, it was a great opportunity. So, unfortunately, you had to say goodbye to Pearl, to the Agents of Atlas, to your family, your friends, your homeland. 

Coming to America, it was a bittersweet feeling. You spent your first few months adapting to the environment and the people. Sam, being that he was Captain America, took it upon himself to help you with the transition as much as he can. But while he was away on missions, Bucky took his place. 

Being that you were working in the lab, you saw him often to check on his arm. While checking the wiring and updates, you two would chat. Bucky would share some of his mission stories, and you would share your stories about your work with Pearl and the Atlas team. You couldn’t see it, but Bucky would always find himself smiling whenever you talked about the Philippines and your life there. He could see how much you loved your job, your people, and your work. But he could also see the sadness, how the distance was taking a toll on you. 

So he always did the best he could to bring a smile to your face, to cheer you up, and because he loved it when you smiled. 

Also, because you were new to the team, you felt like you had to prove yourself. Working long hours, longer than required, just to prove you deserve to be there and to stay with them. But it seems like these longs hours were taking a toll on you because when you woke up this morning, you felt terrible. 

You slowly put your work clothes on, dragging yourself into work. You were there for less than an hour when Bruce finally took a good look at you and saw how sickly you look. 

“Y/N, I think you should take today off.”

You swayed as you turned to Bruce’s green hulking figure, “I’m fine. Promise.”

He grabs you by the shoulders to steady you, “You’re clearly not. Take today off. Rest. Take some medicine, eat some soup. You’re not working today.”

“But-”

“Nope.”

You sigh, rubbing your sweaty head with your clammy hand, “Okay.” you take your things and head back up to your room. 

You weren’t sleepy, and you didn’t feel too dizzy anymore, so you decided to make yourself some soup, specifically sinigang. You recall your lola making it for you whenever you were sick or even if you were feeling down. It was your comfort food. 

You take out the ingredients one by one, setting them onto the counter. You chop up the beef, onions, and tomatoes. Afterwards, you toss them into the pot with some oil to brown and saute. 

As you stand before the stove, moving the ingredients around, you start feeling dizzy again. You try holding onto the counter for balance, but it doesn’t work. Soon enough, you feel yourself falling and you’re waiting to meet the floor, but it doesn’t come. 

“Y/N, are you okay?!” 

You look up and see a blurry version of a familiar blue-eyes super soldier, “Bucky?” you murmur, trying to focus your eyes, but it isn’t working. 

Bucky pulls you up, wrapping his metal arm around you to keep you from falling. With his free hand, he feels your head with the back of his hand, “Geez, sweetheart, you’re burnin’ up. Bruce told me you weren’t feeling well. I came to check up on ya. Good thing I did. You nearly bashed your head into the counter.”

“I’m....I’m..ffffine. Just need.....sin-sin-soup,” you point to the pot that’s sizzling with meat and veggies inside. 

Bucky shakes his head, “You’re not cooking in your state. That’s a definite safety hazard. I’m taking you to bed and I’ll finish cooking the soup for you.”

“Bucky, no-”

“Bucky, yes. You need to rest, Y/N or you’ll get even worse.” As if you weighed nothing, he scoops you up and brings you to your room. Using his foot, he opens the door, and pushes it open. Then he places you onto your bed, pulling back the covers and helping you under them. 

As soon as he pulls the blanket over you, you sigh. Your eyes flutter shut and your head luls to the side. You’re out like a light and Bucky quietly chuckles to himself. 

He stands there, watching you sleep for a little bit, but then he remembers the food. He quickly and quietly rushes out of your room, leaving the door ajar in case you call for him, and head to the kitchen. 

He lowers the heat and looks inside the pot to find some browned beef, translucent white onions, and tomatoes. He’s not exactly sure what kind of soup you were making.

“Uh, FRIDAY, what exactly was Y/N trying to make?”

“Miss L/N was in the process of making sinigang, a traditional soup that originates from the Philippines.”

“Right. Uuuuhhh, do you mind if you could assist me in making this?”

“Not at all, Agent Barnes.”

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When you wake up, you’re a little bit groggy. Your body feels a little heavy, but at least your head isn’t spinning anymore. You look at your window and still see sunlight peeking from the blind. You turn to your bedside and see that it’s half past noon. You were asleep for nearly five hours. 

“How’re you feeling?”

“AYE!” you scream in fright and turn to the other side of your bed to see Bucky sitting in a chair, with a book in hand, “How long have you been there?”

He chuckles, setting his book onto your bedside, “Since you fell asleep. Well, a little less than that since I went to go finish making your, uh, sinigong?”

You giggle at his pronunciation, “Sinigang. But good try.”

“Hey, I don’t make fun of you when you attempt Russian.”

“Yes, you do!” both of you it there, chuckling with each other. A silence falls upon both of you, but it’s not awkward. It’s comforting. 

But you still clear your throat and break the silence, “So, you made the soup. How’d that go?”

“Uh, alright, I guess? FRIDAY helped me out. Also, I honestly didn’t even know tamarind was a thing until now?”

You nod, “Yeah, that’s what makes the sinigang sour.”

“Um, are you hungry? I brought some to you earlier, but you were still asleep. I could get you some?”

“I could get it my-”

“No no, you stay in bed. By order of Doctor Banner.”

“He came by?” you gave him a confused look.

Bucky nodded, “Yeah. You were out of it, so I’m not surprised you don’t remember. Also, you’re not working for the next two weeks.”

“WHAT?!” You shoot up from the bed, “But-”

“I’ll tell you why in a sec, okay? I’m gonna get you some soup and a glass of water. Okay? Stay right there! Don’t move!”

You roll your eyes and lay back down, “Whatever you say, tay.”

“Don’t know what tay is, but okay.” he shoots you a wink and exits the room. You lay there giggling to yourself like a school girl who has a big crush. Well, to be fair, you do have a big crush on Bucky. 

Minutes later, Bucky comes back with a steaming bowl and a large glass of water. He sits beside you and offering you a spoonful. You look at him with a glare and he rolls his eyes, “Humor me.”

You sigh and accept the spoonful of soup. You feel your throat warm up from it and you smack your lips together, “It’s good!”

He snorts, “Don’t sound so surprised.”

You place a hand on his thigh and gave him a grateful smile, “Thank you, Bucky, for making the soup and taking care of me.”

“Anything for you, sweetheart. Just-Just easy on the workload from now on, okay? Bruce says you’ve been working so much that that’s probably what got you sick.”

“Well, maybe I’ll keep getting sick so you can take care of me,” you playfully bat your eyes at him and he laughs. 

“I’ll do anything you want, doll. Don’t gotta get sick for it.”

You giggle and pat his leg, “Okay. Deal,” and then accept another spoonful of sinigang from Bucky. 

tagging: @buckybarnesthehotshot​ cause you know why. 

A/N: also, this may be controversial but....i use spam in my sinigang....

[lustresky]

kahit ‘di mo alam [james ‘bucky’ barnes x f!filipina!reader]

summary: After an emotionally taxing mission, you and Bucky share some stories— and maybe also some leche flan along the way.

wc: 5200ish. (might have went to town on this one.. haha woops)

themes: angst (i need to chill tf out i’m sorry:’’/), some fluff ig, happy but kind of ambiguous ending (mayhaps a sequel....), mention of ptsd/trauma, hydra being shitty, bucky trying his best to comfort reader (this is my first time writing him so sorry if he’s kinda ooc..), filipina!reader, also kinda cliché idk

a/n: psa, i do not know how to bake. all i am is your typical filipina girl who has a soft spot for bucky and also thinks that there needs to be more poc centered readers. that is all<3 thanks to @ panlasang pinoy for da leche flan recipe lmao. also! title is a song by december avenue, which i think fits this story. check it out if you want!:]

requests are open! & pls don’t forget to like and reblog, thank you! c:

You hum quietly to yourself, beating the yolks with a silver balloon whisk that Tony had.

Out of all the things that you would never have thought Tony would own when you first joined the team, a full on expensive ass baking set was on the top of the list. Hell, you don’t even think that he’s ever opened the oven door before; but then again, the guy’s loaded, so maybe it wasn’t really a smart idea to wonder what he did or did not own.

Whatever— you thought to yourself. Pondering about what the billionaire did with his money wasn’t really what you should be focusing on right now, anyways.

You continue with the repetitive motion of your hand, stopping once the eggs were smooth. Gradually, you add the condensed milk, followed by the regular milk and then finally, a few teaspoons of vanilla extract. You mix the concoction once more, your bottom lip caught in between your teeth as you focus on the task at hand.

You didn’t hear the gradual shuffling of feet into the kitchen, nor the opening and closing of the refrigerator door; and so you were startled out of your concentration when Bucky Barnes himself ended up in front of you, a bowl of oatmeal in his hands as he positions himself properly on the island chair.

He doesn’t greet you— and honestly, you weren’t expecting him to anyways. You two were never really close; acquaintances at best, with how high both of your walls were built.

You really only knew Bucky from what Steve had shared. You knew that he was part of the Howling Commandos, that he’s Steve’s life long best friend, that HYDRA had brainwashed him and used him against his own will...

Even just thinking about that acronym still makes bile rise up in your throat.

HYDRA had also imprisoned you, beat you, used your body for their own gain. Your stories were similar. Two unwilling and unlucky humans— taken against their own volition, experimented on like a pack of mouse labs, memory and history wiped out to store target information…

You take a breath, trying to steady yourself.

Baking had been the only thing that you remembered from your past. As much as HYDRA tried to erase your history, the memory of your lola’s kitchen came back time and time again, relentless and the only sense of soundness that you found yourself with. The cartons of eggs, the measuring cups, the light dusting of flour all over the table, the rays of the hot afternoon sun peeking through the curtains, the smell of the freshly baked pandesal wafting through the air…

It was comforting, sometimes it was the sole thing that made you calm down. The only pleasant memory that you had left of the simple life that you barely remembered, but greatly missed and longed for.

Hence, before you knew it, you were in the spacious kitchen of the compound; making leche flan to calm your nerves and trying your best to forget what had just happened a few hours ago.

The mission had ended with the team’s victory, sure, but you don’t think that you’ll ever forget the image that had seared itself in your mind. You desperately wanted to forget the sight of Bucky, vulnerable as he lay on the ground with his metal arm torn off of his body, right before an enhanced individual gave him a powerful blow square on his abdomen.

Blood had spluttered out of his mouth, red, bright, coating the brick walls that you were both enclosed in. The mission should’ve been simple: break in, grab the information needed, and then bring said information back. There should’ve only been a few guards. It should’ve been a quick mission— but the sight of Bucky being plummeted with no remorse brought you back memories. Memories that you had tried so desperately to forget.

You bite your bottom lip harder, unintentionally gripping the bowl and whisk in your hands tighter as your arm mixes faster— faster and faster until you suddenly find yourself with a splatter of batter on your cheek.

You groan. Nice one, Y/N, you thought.

You hear a small snicker in front of you and you look up, embarrassed and annoyed. Bucky just stared back at you, a hint of a smirk on his face.

Taking a quick but good look at him, you notice that he had cleaned himself up. His hair was still damp from a shower. It was wavy, pulled back into a small ponytail behind his neck. His face was clear of soot and blood, and he no longer wore his combat outfit.

You can’t help but flicker your eyes over to his left arm, familiarity getting the best of you. You know that you should be rational, but you still feel your shoulders sink as your gaze missed the glint of metal that you were accustomed to.

Bucky senses your wandering eyes. He shakes his head, head dipping back into his bowl of oatmeal. “It isn’t your fault.” He mutters, voice raspy.

You huff, setting down the metal bowl on the marble counter with a bit too much force. You take off your apron and with it, you hastily wipe the splashed part of your face clean; or at least, as clean as you can without a mirror.

“No,” You argue, feeling your throat tighten as the memory and your emotions flashed through your mind once again. You ball up the now dirty apron, throwing it onto the counter. “It is.”

When you had seen him lying on the floor, taking hits every single second, you were unable to move. You had felt helpless, weak... cowardly. It was dumb. You were an Avenger, for Christ's sake. Your life was plenty of danger— seeing people getting hurt had never shook you so hard to the core before. Hell, you survived HYDRA.

Yet the memories were enough to make you freeze up.

Thankfully, Steve had showed up right before the enemy had landed his final blow. If it wasn’t for him, you highly doubted that Bucky would’ve been sitting in front of you right now, casually eating his oatmeal as if he didn’t almost just die a few hours ago.

When Bucky tilted his head up to look at you, ready to retaliate, you stood your ground and stared right back at his light blue eyes. Neither of you said a word.

You were angry. Mad. Furious. At Bucky? Maybe. Him dismissing the fact that you almost let him die and treating your mistake lightly was a thing in its own, but fuck. You were mad at yourself.

You feel incompetent. Useless. You almost let a teammate die, even if physically, you were completely capable of saving them. You drop your head down, unable to continue looking at someone whose life was in your hands just a few moments ago. A life that you were fully capable of protecting, but couldn’t, just because of some stupid fucking memories coming back to haunt you.

Before you know it, a hot tear ran down your cheek— and you hurriedly wiped it away with your arm. Now isn’t time, you hiss at yourself. Baring vulnerability in the middle of the kitchen? Ha. you thought to yourself.

Pathetic.

You grip the edge of the marble tiles, steadying yourself and trying to control your breathing. In and out. In and out. One, two. One, two. It was shaky at first, but after a few seconds of repeating the exercise, you managed to get a loose grip on it. Just enough of a hold to straighten your posture and set aside your mixture, before bolting away from the kitchen and into your bedroom a few doors down the hall.

Once inside, your resolve crumbles. You didn’t even have time to lay on your bed, your legs just giving up and leaving your body down on the carpet. Fresh hot tears ran down like rivers on your face, your nose stuffed, your eyes blurred. Your lungs heaved, just trying its best to give you enough oxygen, but you’re sniffling, your throat’s dry, and your mind’s weary and everything just feels like absolute shit.

You don’t remember how long you had sat there, your legs against your chest, head in your knees and hands on the back of your head as the rest of the water in your body leaves in tears.

You hate feeling like this. Emotional, vulnerable, sensitive… You aren’t supposed to be like this. You have a job. You can’t let your own personal problems get in the way of accomplishing what needed to be done. There isn’t any backing out in what you’re doing. There isn’t a delete nor reverse button. If you fuck up, you fuck up, and that’s that.

Your bedroom door suddenly opens, the unexpected sound making you flinch. Fuck, you forgot to lock it.

Still, you hold your head down against your knees. You don’t want to see anyone right now, you don’t even think that you have any energy left to make a proper conversation. Your throat’s dry, your nose is stuffed, your eyes are sore. You absolutely feel like shit.

The intruder continued their pace, before stopping in front of you. You hear a shuffling of legs, and something being set on your nightstand, until you feel a warm hand lay itself on the side of your left leg. They gave you a couple of soft pats.

From your position, you can’t really see who they are; you had a gut feeling that it was Wanda— but then again it can also be Nat. Or maybe even Steve.

Whoever it was, you know that they’re just trying their best to help, and you appreciate their concern, truly, but you just don’t think you’re capable of talking about something so close to your heart with someone else.

At least, not right now.

Except, you also know that they wouldn’t leave without any verbal cue, and so you force a smile, a truly fake and horrible one as you lift your head up to try and convince whoever it was who decided to check up on you that you’re fine, thanks, and that you just need some space— but as soon as your eyes focused on the person in front of you, your act drops, as the one who you expected the least stared back.

Before you can even ask him to leave, he beats you to it. “Here,” He says, getting up on his knees and retrieving the bottle of water that he had placed on your night stand. “Drink this.”

Wordlessly, you comply. The quench of the water on your tongue clearing your head, hydrating your body back.

Eyes glued to the carpet, unwilling to look anywhere else, you pass him back the glass. Bucky takes it and places it back to where he had originally put it.

He clears his throat. “Listen, Y/N… I— I know that we aren’t really… we aren’t really on the best of terms but— if you want to talk about it, I’m all open ears— but if you want me to leave and forget about this, I’ll head straight out the door.”

“I just—“ Bucky continues, and although your eyes were still fixating on the tufts of wool of your carpet, from the corner of your eye you could still see him shuffle awkwardly on his kneeling position. “I just want you to know that I’m here for you. We all are.”

You… didn’t really know what to say.

Here Bucky was, a soldier, another person who had undergone through HYDRA’s torment, someone whose walls have since been taller then, a teammate who you respected but aren’t close to— hell, barely even really friends with; offering you comfort, a place to vent, a shoulder to let your head rest.

As much as you barely knew him, you feel a pull in you to let him stay.

Bucky, however, takes your silence as refusal. Your eyes catch his legs unfolding from their position, straightening out as he stands up. He doesn’t say anything else as he turns towards the door.

“No, wait—“ You croak, cringing mentally at your voice. Looks like the water didn’t do as well of a job as you thought did. Letting out a much needed sigh, you finally let your gaze strike his, and once it made contact, you saw him. Clearly.

His eyes are cloudy, concern evident in his features. His dark brows are furrowed, lips set in a straight line.

You muster up some courage, and whisper, “Stay.”

Bucky’s expression flickers for a moment, concern turning into total surprise for just a millisecond, and if you had more energy you would have maybe laughed— but you didn’t. Instead, you cast your eyes back to the floor as you hear him shuffle back to you.

He sits to your left, legs crossed, arm on his lap. He doesn’t say anything for a while, the sound of your breathing and his being the only sounds filling your bedroom for a few minutes.

It wasn’t exactly a comfortable silence, some awkwardness from you both definitely seeping through... but nevertheless, your eyes start to get heavy.

Bucky, somehow sensing your current situation, clears his throat— effectively gaining your attention. Your head snaps up to meet his eyes.

“If you want… you can, you know…” He gestures to his right shoulder with his hand. He doesn’t continue his sentence, knowing that you had caught on to his proposition.

Too tired and sleepy to say no, you let out a breath and say fuck it.

You shuffle closer to his body, and as you lean your head down, a wave of fatigue washes over you. You hear Bucky inhale a breath as you finally drop, the left side of your face colliding with his shoulder.

As much as your body was pleading for you to simply close your eyes and just… rest— it still feels too awkward to do so. The silence is deafening, and as much as you appreciate Bucky lowering down his walls just a bit, you can’t help but let the next words tumble out of your mouth;

“What was it like in the ‘40s?”

You feel him stiffen beside you, and for a moment you worry that you had asked for more than you can chew, but within the next second Bucky lets out a small chuckle. He shakes his head slightly, a few strands of his freshly washed hair subsequently grazing over your face. It tickled.

“It was…” He starts, seemingly finding the proper words to say. “It was definitely a different time.” He concludes, sounding nostalgic and full of wistfulness.

His voice: deep and gravelly, began to lull you to sleep. You’ve never heard him quite like this before, often, his words were quick and precise and straight to the point. Never full of sentiment, never so… warm.

You want to hear more. So you hum in response, wanting to know more about his old life, urging him to go on— and go on he did.

He talked about the memories that Shuri had helped him remember from his time in Wakanda. His secret rendezvous, his childhood with Steve, their adventures and misadventures. He went on, his own memories making place in your own mind and pushing aside the ones that had you freezing up before. The ones that had broken you down are now being replaced by silly anecdotes, wistful memories and nonsensical stories.

Without even noticing it, you find yourself asleep on his shoulder, a small smile on your face as Bucky recounts another thought from the past.

You don’t know how long you had fallen asleep, but the crank in your neck was enough to tell you that it might have just been a bit too long. Your bottom aches, sore from the not so cozy flooring, and your back definitely needs to be stretched. Your body hurts, but at least your chest feels lighter.

You lift your head up from Bucky’s shoulder, feeling him flinch from your sudden movement. His head pulls back from its resting place on your wall. He looks back at you, confused.

He meets your eyes, and it seems that he had just woken up as well… had he fallen asleep too?

Bucky just continues gazing into your eyes, and you can’t help but just… stare back. Thankful for his comfort.

“I…” You whisper, about to thank him, until you remember the dessert that you had just hastily cast aside before bolting to your bedroom. “The leche flan!” You cry out, worried— fuck, if you leave it out for too long it could spoil!

Bucky, however, became even more confused at your outburst. You calm yourself down for a moment, letting out a sigh.

“My— uh, my dessert.” You explain, embarrassed. “It could spoil if I leave it out too long— I need to… I need to get back to it.”

Bucky’s eyes widen, thankfully understanding your dilemma, giving you a nod. So you lift your body up, stretching it just a bit, your bones popping themselves back into place.

You’re almost out of your door when you hear footsteps from behind and to no surprise you see Bucky, hair disheveled and lounge clothes wrinkled. You fight an urge to giggle. The all powerful soldier, looking all messy and drowsy... It’s definitely a sight to behold, maybe even a precious one at that.

He runs his hands through his hair, loosening his ponytail and settling his hair tie around his wrist with one hand. You try to ignore the way his fingers easily managed to do that. “If… I mean if you need a hand… I can— help?” He suggests, voice dropping to an unsure whisper by the end of his sentence.

You feel your mouth pull into a small smile, and this time, you let it do so. “Sure.”

So to the kitchen both of you went, a comfortable silence and understanding settling between you two. You quickly spot your metal mixing bowl from before, alone on the island counter. A relieved sigh falls from your lips as you peek an eye into the container to see the mixture untouched.

“So…” You start, grabbing the apron that you had thrown onto the counter in a fury. You don’t bother with getting a new one— it’s only slightly dirty, anyway. You put it on, tying it around your waist and patting it down slightly in less than a second. “Let’s get you an apron, shall we?”

You open the cabinet in which you keep the aprons and pick one up at random, giving it to Bucky with one hand— your back still turned away from him— as you use your other hand to close the door. When you turn back to face him, a complete look of hesitation is on his face.

You raise an eyebrow. “What’s up?”

Bucky clears his throat. He looks up at you, and then at his arm, sheepishly. “Can you…?”

Eyes widening, you quickly nod, ashamed that you had forgotten about something so important. “Yes, of course.”

You walk to his side, grabbing the piece of cloth on his hand and positioning yourself behind him. “Here.” You say, grabbing the bib part and looping it around his neck. You brush his hair out of the way, inadvertently appreciating its softness, as the neck ribbon then lays itself properly against his neck. “Arms up.” You order, Bucky complying instantly. Taking the other two pieces of ribbon by his side, you wrap it around his waist and tie it by his back with a small little bow, tightening it just enough for it to not fall off but still be comfortable. “There.”

“Thanks.” He mutters, turning around to face you with a grateful smile, hair swishing as he did so. You smile, but then you realize that he should probably tie it just so that it won’t get dirty or in the way.

Before you know it, you ask him, “Want me to tie your hair, too?”

Bucky’s eyes widened, and upon realizing what you had just said too, your eyes did the same. Was that too much? You quickly open your mouth, desperately trying to apologize. “I’m just— it could get dirty or in the way if you don’t… and doing it with one hand must be…” You explain, inwardly cringing at your own words and not even trying to finish your statement.

Thankfully, Bucky quickly catches up to what you were trying to say. He flashes you a reassuring grin. “I would appreciate it, doll.”

You tried to ignore the butterflies swarming in your stomach at that little nickname.

Getting the hair tie from his wrist, you desperately ignore the way your hands brushed against his. You angle your body towards his back once more, raking your hands softly in his hair, grabbing it gently and putting it into a comfortable ponytail.

“Thanks again,” He turns around to face you, gratitude clear in his eyes. You just smile back at him, feeling the heat creep up to your face. Thank God your skin doesn’t easily show colour.

You had never been this close to him before— and the bedroom incident (You had decided to label that... ’moment’ in your mind like that as of right now.) just a few minutes ago didn’t quite count as you weren’t looking at him, nor were you a hundred percent conscious during that encounter.

Before things get even more awkward, you quickly turn your body back to the kitchen island. “Well then— let’s continue with this, shall we?” You announce, wanting to just calm your feverishly beating heart and the rise of heat in your cheeks. Maybe agreeing to let him bake with you isn’t as good of an idea as you had thought.

Bucky just gave a hum as a response, and so you went about and explained to him each and every step that needed to be done. Thankfully, you had already finished mixing up the batter, and so now all you really had to do was heat up the sugar, pour the batter into the moulds, and then steam it all up. Just three more steps and you’re done.

“So,” You start, grabbing the metal containers that you had already pulled out from the cabinets before you had started. “This—” You lift one up, pointing at it with your index. “Is called a llanera. What we’re basically going to do is pour some sugar in it, heat that up until it’s nice and brown and syrup-y, and then we add the batter. Got it?”

“A yah-neh-rah?” Bucky asks, rolling the word over his tongue, getting the feel of it. You smile at his well-executed attempt.

“Yep,” You reply, placing the mould down onto the counter. You grab the sugar jar and a tablespoon, dipping it into the container and sprinkling a generous amount all over the metal container. “Actually— I’ll heat up the sugar and then you can pour the batter in, that sound good to you?”

Bucky just gave a hum once more, signalling his approval of your plan.

After about two tablespoons, you put it aside and walked towards the stove top, Bucky following beside you in earnest with the metal bowl containing the egg mixture in his arm. Turning the dial up, you put on an oven mitt as you wait for the range to get hot enough; and once it does, you hold the metal tin a few centimetres away from the top of the burner. Within minutes, the sugar caramelizes, turning into the familiar, brown syrup.

The scent that then fills the kitchen is heavenly, pure sugar wafting through the air. You hear Bucky sniff, and you let out a smile, happy that he liked it too.

You place the hot tin onto a cooling rack. “Your time to shine.” You smile up at Bucky, motioning for him to go ahead and pour the batter in.

With a gentle and cautious hand, Bucky slowly tilts the bowl into the mould, the creamy mixture pouring itself out. After a few seconds, you say, “Okay… that’s good— you can stop now.” He swiftly follows your instruction, stopping when there‘s only 2 or more so centimetres left in the pan before the batter touches the rim. He looks up at you, expectant.

Before you know it, the thought passes by your mind. How cute.

Biting your lip, you set aside the flutter in your stomach. You give him a huge grin. “That was great,” You praise him, genuine pride rushing through you. “Now let’s finish the other ones, shall we?”

Bucky and you then continued on, filling the rest of the llaneras up. It was a pleasant experience, discomfort and awkwardness not present at all while both of you worked on your respective tasks. It was… soothing, you could say.

“Nice!” You cheer, clapping your hands together as Bucky finishes filing the last of the moulds, setting down the empty metal bowl in the sink right after. “Now, let’s cover it with aluminium foil and then we can steam it and eat it.” You grin up at Bucky, who simply nods back at you.

You grab the aluminum foil, eyeballing the sizes for each of the containers. It doesn’t really matter anyway, they just had to be big enough to cover the pans. Within a few, quick minutes, all of the llaneras were ready to be steamed.

Opening up the steamer, you place three of the moulds in— mentally telling yourself that you should ask Tony to buy more steamers so that you can simply just cook the next batch of leche flans all at once. You then close the handle, setting it on medium heat and the self timer on. “There.” You announce, hands unintentionally going to and resting at your hips, proud.

You face Bucky, who seem to be just as proud as you are. It seems like he had something on his mind, though, and so you tilt your head. Curious. “Something on your mind?” You ask.

He hums, hand going back to scratch the nape of his neck. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to…” He starts, giving you a reassuring smile to show you that he meant it. “But… how’d you learn how to bake?”

Your breath hitches in your throat at his question, caught off guard as the answer flashes in your mind. To say you were surprised was an understatement. You had assumed that he would ask you when the leche flan would be finished— not about your… past.

Though, you figure that he deserves to know about your history, now that you basically know all about his own. He had recounted his entire life to you just an hour or two ago, after all. It’s only appropriate that you share some of your own life with him back.

You let your hands fall from your waist, resting them in front of your stomach as you fiddled with them as you compose your answer. “Well—“ You start, taking a deep breath. Bucky, patiently, urges for you to go on with a small nod. “I don’t— I don’t really remember much from my past… just a few memories here and there.” You take a pause.

“But— there had always been this one memory, which… always stood out from the rest.” You bite your lower lip, the recollection taking place in your mind, making you smile. “I was in my lola’s— my grandma’s kitchen, dough in my hand and flour everywhere and we were—“ You feel your throat tightening up, making you take another pause. Bucky, still as patient as ever, gives you a small smile and wordlessly urges for you to go on. “We were making pandesal… a type of bread…” You continue, smiling, remembering the sticky hands and the rays of the hot southeast sun passing by the blinds. “It was a calm afternoon… just me and her, baking...”

“That’s all I really remember of her, and so I… every time I feel overwhelmed or every time I’m having a bad day I just— bake.” You conclude, looking up at him. There was more to the story, more that you have yet to tell him, memories that are still hard to share; but even with the small piece of it leaving your chest, your whole body feels lighter, grateful for having been listened to.

Bucky just stares back at you, respect evident on his face, a small smile still on his lips. “I’m… thankful that you shared that with me, Y/N.” He says, and as your name rolls off his tongue, you can’t help but smile back.

You were about to say something, but the moment was cut off by the steamer's angry beeping. You let out a small giggle as you see Bucky flinch. “Well— let’s check up on those lil’ things, shall we?”

Opening up the steamer and waving the steam away from your face, your mouth waters at the sight before you. They looked perfect.

Quickly grabbing a serving plate, you take one of the tins out and place it upside down on the ceramic— it would probably be even better if you let it cool down first in the fridge, but you can hardly wait. You give it a couple of taps, stopping once you hear the familiar ‘plop’ sound.

You take off the llanera, and a pristine and perfect looking leche flan greets you back. You hear Bucky hum in approval beside you as you take out a fork, getting a slice. Turning to your side and raising the utensil up at him, you ignore the slowly rising heartbeat in your rib cage as you muster up the courage to say, “Want the first bite?”

Bucky seemed to be taken aback at first, and for a moment you fret that you might have overestimated and overstepped your boundaries, but a small nod from him eases your worry. Lifting it up to his mouth, he lets you give him the slice. You decide to ignore the intimacy of the moment, as is the heat in your cheeks; instead focusing on his expression.

He doesn’t show nor say anything at first; and you furrow your eyebrows. Was it too sweet for his taste? Had you accidentally let some egg whites mix in with the yolks?

Before you have the chance to ask him what he thought of it, Bucky swallowed, Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as his lips curled into a huge grin. “Damn... that’s really good Y/N.”

Relief rushing through you at his approval, you laugh, happy that he likes it. Not wasting another second, you open your mouth and give yourself your own slice; savouring the creaminess and sweetness of the desert. It tasted heavenly.

Looking back at Bucky, you startle yourself out of your sweet paradise as he stared back at you. Light blue— almost cerulean— eyes gazing back into yours.

“Thank you.” were the only words out of his mouth, but that still didn’t stop your heart from fastening it’s pace nor the butterflies from welcoming themselves into your stomach.

His deep and raspy voice clearly enunciated every single emotion, and you know, deep in your heart, that he wasn’t just talking about the dessert.

You smile back at him, eyes crinkling, as you say, “You’re welcome.”

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spoiler 👀👀

O.M.G. I have like, ...a few...WIPs right now and I’m giving spoilers for all of them because this is life. I love this. Also, I realize I’m supposed to give vague spoilers...I tried :D If anyone is interested, my writing sideblog is @webshotbarker :]

1. Love is Like an Atom (We Can’t Be Divided) - Peter Parker x mutant!OC

Someone loses control.

2. Unknown - Bucky Barnes x filipina!OC, Peter Parker x filipina!OC

Somebody gets kidnapped, somebody gets shot, somebody shoots, somebody dies and somebody cries. Damn I love this story. I love it even more because I can go Taglish.

3. Fairytales and Happily Ever Afters - Sebastian Stan x fem!reader x Tom Holland

The will legit have an open ending. I planned it long before I started it.

4. I’d Let You Bite Me Any Day - Bucky Barnes x OC

A main character dies early on. I think it develops two characters.

5. Angel with a Shotgun - Bucky Barnes x angel!OC, ghost!Peter Parker x OC

Somebody dies and somebody lives. Ooh.

6. Two Worlds Apart (Joined with One Heart) - Bucky Barnes x mutant!OC, Peter Parker x mutant!OC

There will be a war and they have to pick sides. Ahh!

7. Wandering Souls - soon to be published (lol) fic

He ends up with the Catibayan protagonist, but is it the mom or the daughter? Ugh, honestly, this was a hard decision. I can go super Taglish with this since they’re all Filipino.

8. Meet Cute - Bucky Barnes x OC, Peter Parker x OC

This doesn’t really have any spoilers since it’s a series of one-shots of different Meet Cute scenarios for Winter Noir and Atomic Spider in all worlds they’re in (alternate MCU, Philippines, modern, past, future, apocalyptic, etc.)  I just wanted to put it here. Hehe.

I have a few other WIPs that I haven’t started, like a fic with ArrangeMarriage!WinterNoir and FakeRelationship!Atomic Spider. Also a Hogwarts AU with Gryffindor!Peter x Gryffindor!OC and Slytherin!Bucky x Ravenclaw!OC.

So yeah, I said more than what was bargained for, hehe. I’m sorry >_

[james-bucky-barnackle]

Putangena sino pinoy dito ppost ko na nga lang part 11 tas mag hhiatus ako... Feeling worker ako eh, baka maging busy si mamshie. So, ito if nagbabasa ka ng fics ko and naiintindihan mo to, ito yung excuse letter ko if di ako mag uupdate next week :) hehehehe

Tsaka kung pinoy ka, headcanon naman dyan thanks mahal kita

[moonbeambucky]

Tara’s 5k Writing Challenge Masterlist

Thank you so much to everyone for participating!

Heartbreak Hotel by @scarlettswxtch (Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader)

Set in post-civil-war. The Avengers have been back together for a while now, you return to the compound after Tony asks for your help on a mission. After months of being MIA, you haven’t seen your team in a while and two certain super soldiers are who you’re dreading to see most.

into each life, some rain must fall by @barnestruck (40s!Bucky Barnes x Filipina!reader)

december seventh, nineteen forty-one. japanese forces had attacked the american naval base at pearl harbor, and hours later, seized control of the philippines. this day served as a turning point for the lives of y/n l/n, the strong-spirited fighter that hid beneath the skin of a philippine-born girl, and james barnes, the charming soldier that hailed from brooklyn. arguably, fate brought the two together when james had been stationed for training in the pacific, rather than europe. through a story that explored the trials and tribulations through love and loss, y/n and james learned that into each life, some rain must fall.

Dog Tags by @revengingbarnes (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Bucky isn’t sure he’s ready to fall in love. But one grand gesture might change the way he thinks.

a bark away part 1 by @lokissoul (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Your handsome neighbour and his human become a huge part of your life.

Playing the Odds prologue part 1 by @dracris33 (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Bucky is very competitive when it comes to Sam. This time he may have gone too far, and what he gets drawing the sticks is a little more than just a chance to annoy his friend. Meanwhile, at the other end of this story, you try to make the Winter Soldier behave and take your work seriously.

Definitely, Maybe by @moonstruckhargrove (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

In which Bucky is set up on a blind date. 

Read to Me by @holy-captain (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

James reads one of your favorite books to you, and accidentally discovers something a little embarrassing.

Friday Breaktime by @ciarawritesmarvel (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Prompt: Soulmate AU

A drop in the ocean by @petals-sunwards (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

He loves me; he loves me not! he loves me not. One where reader finds out her best friend does not love her back!

Emergency Room by @jaamesbbarnes (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Who would have thought that going to the ER could made a bad night turn pretty nicely?

Coffee & Kisses by @buckyofthemyscira (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

A visit to the animal clinic leaves you in shock after discovering that the veterinarian is a certain someone you would’ve never expected to run into.

take it easy, romeo by @sunmoonandbucky (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

The Soldat remembers one person through it all.

Into the Light by @suz-123 (Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers / Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff)

Almost twenty years after Bucky, and the rest of the world, was brought back from the Snap, Bucky thinks back over the people who had the biggest influence on his life, and whether he’ s ready to do what Sam Wilson is about to ask him…

Howlite and Hearts by @authoressskr (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Prompt: “You said you would come back for me.”

Shattered Glass by @shreddedparchment (Tony Stark x Reader / Steve Rogers x Reader)

Prompt: “Agh I’ve been hit!” “Calm down Meryl Streep, it’s just a paintball.”

Weird by @softhairbarnes (Doctor Strange x Reader)

You work in a library and Doctor Strange comes to your rescue when you receive an unexpected visitor. 

“Well, I wouldn’t want to be rude.” by @breakmebucky (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Prompt: Fake Relationship  

Ruin Me by @eyesfixedonthesun22 (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Prompt: “Ruin me”

Dance With Me by @bucky-smiles (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Prompt: “You’re the love of my life, you know that right?”

Superpower part 1 / part 2 by @interestedbystanderwrites (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Prompt: “Oh, you’ve been flirting?” “Have been for the last year.”

After by @beckzorz (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

The impact never comes. 

Something Useful by @buckthegrump (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

After a mission tensions run high.

If it means a lot to you by @daenyara (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Bucky is afraid to let you meet his friends.

Once Upon A Dream (remix) by @as-write-as-rain (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

A Sleeping Beauty/Winter Soldier remix, featuring the reader as a SHIELD agent who might have powers (or just a really finely tuned intuition)

The Boys at Brooklyn Brew by @its--fandom--darling (Stucky x Reader)

(y/n) meets the boys and Brooklyn Brew while searching for the perfect instagram worthy latte and her life changes forever.

Starstruck part 1 part 2 by @221bshrlocked (Chris Beck x Reader)

Prompt: “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Saucy by @kentuckybarnes (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

A series of accidents at Steve’s expense, and all the blame pointed anywhere else.

Sugar Dusted by @all1e23 (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Prompt: “It’s just sex.” “It’s never just sex.” 

Fairytale by @nacho-bucky (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Bucky and his wife write their own story.

Harbour in a Hurricane by @lailannajacobs (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Prompt: “You can look all you want, but I bet you’re dying to touch me”

Gunpowder Fern by @the-canary (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

It is said that the loveliest of flowers grown in the shadiest of places – that had to be the same about New York City, right? 

Gale of White part 1 part 2 by @chuuulip​ (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

After 6 hours drive in the middle of the snow, you either end up getting hypothermia or a steamy cuddle in front of the fireplace

Lovers Light by @mostfandomfanatic​ (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

As a princess, you have a duty to your kingdom. But what should you do when you are forced into a marriage when you know you’re meant for another? With twists and turns, and secrets revealed, will you ever be able to be truly happy?

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Bucky Barnes Masterlist

(credit to original owner)

Last Updated: 1.18.2022

newest work is in bold!

🌑 - indicates smut, minors DNI!

✨ - indicates fluff

🌙 - indicates angst

💫 - indicates a WIP

Drabbles:

✨ Moonlight Serenade (40s!bucky x reader)

Contrary to the charming persona the finest bachelor of Brooklyn is known for, Bucky is a nervous wreck when you agree to let him take you dancing.

🌑 One More (soft dom!bucky x reader)

After having reached one too many wanted climaxes, Bucky keeps pushing your stamina. Bucky just knows you can still give him just one more.

✨ Squat Here Often? (trainer!bucky)

During another gym session, Bucky and you use cheesy pick up lines and flirt during work out sessions. Contrary to the normal routine, this is more than meaningless flirting.

✨ Taken Care Of (40s!mob!bucky)

When the King of Brooklyn, Bucky Barnes, hears that the rival gang has gained intel about you, he makes sure that the matter is immediately taken care of.

🌑 Your Woman (cam boy!bucky x cam girl!reader)

During a milestone, you decide to wear Bucky's henley to the livestream. When Bucky notices you in his clothes while peeking through a hidden account, will he give into his and your inner desires?

🌙✨ You’re Back (bucky x teacher!reader)

As more unfortunate events occur in your life as a teacher, Bucky potentially staying longer in his mission makes you lose hope in a decent birthday.

Headcanons:

✨ Going to Disneyland With Bucky

✨ Living with 40s!Bucky and 40s!Steve

✨ Halloween with Bucky Barnes: Part 1 | Part 2

Oneshots:

🌙 Do My All (Bucky x Filipino!Reader)

Time off from missions in order to recover causes you to feel homesick and frustrated with your lack of work. When Bucky comes to check in on you, he is asked to stay.

✨ His Valentine (40s!Bucky x Reader)

Bucky gets stood up while going on a date and the you go and rescue him. Not wanting his night to end on a bad note, you take him on a date yourself.

🌙 Maybe It’s Time (post-endgame!Bucky x Reader)

After Steve decides to leave you for Peggy, you and Bucky spend time alone grieving through the aid of the keys of the piano.

✨ Parol (Bucky x Filipina!reader)

The holidays are approaching and you share some of your favorite Christmas traditions with Bucky as they decorate, but a little incident happens. To lighten up your spirits, James surprises you on Christmas Eve.

✨ Peace of Mind and Heart (Wakanda!Bucky x Reader)

With you being a major reason in Bucky achieving a form of inner peace, Bucky decides it is fitting to propose to you. However, one fear keeps him from doing so: you saying no.

🌙 When You’re Here (tfatws!Bucky x Reader)

During a night when self-doubts keep you awake, Bucky does his best to grant you some comfort.

🌙💫 You All Along: 1 | 2 | (40s!Bucky x 40s!Reader)

When Bucky tells you that he will be joining the war effort, you and Bucky go through a nasty exchange of words. Will Bucky be able to earn your forgiveness before he has to go?

🌙💫 Don’t Hide Anymore: 1 | 2 | 3 | (werewolf!au and college au Bucky x Reader)

After a rough transformation in a full moon, you go through a normal patching up of Bucky's injuries, but realize telling patterns from the routine. Could you two possibly be more similar than you think?

Mini-Series:

A Christmas Heist

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Ito Gwapo Tao

Fandom: Marvel (Army AU)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Filipina!Reader

Summary: You’re spending Valentine’s Day with your family because Bucky is on deployment. During dinner, there comes a delivery for you.

A/N: Title translation: This handsome man. Also, I was inspired after seeing a family friend’s post on facebook about her fiance surprising her today. 

Filipina!Reader Inserts Masterlist

Bucky had called you that morning, wishing you a happy Valentine’s Day and wanting you not to spend the day moping around. 

“I wasn’t gonna mope around,” you mumbled to him. 

You heard him chuckle and say, “Doll, I know you. You were most definitely going to mope around. Besides, your mom told me you she was having a family dinner after the Feast of St. Valentine’s Mass.”

“True. I guess I could-wait.” you sat up in bed, against the headrest, “You talk to my mom?”

If you could see him right now, you were sure he’d be shrugging, “Yeah. I promised her I would when I can. She’s gonna be my mother in-law, sweetheart.”

You let out an unconvinced hum, looking down at the beautiful engagement ring Bucky used to propose to you.

“What?”

“I’m 75% sure she’s trying to steal you from me.” you slid out of bed and made your way to the bathroom, doing your business. After washing your hands, you started brushing your teeth and washing your face. Bucky remained on speaker phone.

Bucky let out a laugh, “I wouldn’t be surprised. I’m pretty popular with the teetas.”

You snorted, “God, you sound so ridiculous when you say that.”

“What? Teetas?”

“Yes!” you laughed, “You sound so-”

“White?”

“I was gonna say American!”

“Yeah. Yeah. Whatever, sweetheart. Make fun of me all you want, but I’m trying! Your mom has been teaching me some words and phrases whenever we talk.”

You rolled your eyes, “I don’t even wanna know what she’s been teaching you.”

“She says it’s not bad! So I think I’m good. I have a buddy here who’s also Filipino. His name’s Josh-”

“Of course it is.”

“Huh?”

“Filipinos love to name their sons Josh. Anyway, continue!”

He chuckled again, “Okay? Well, he has been teaching me some words too. Like ‘ikaw ay maganda’.”

You giggled, “Salamat po.”

Bucky sighed, “I gotta get going now, sweetheart. Flying to another base. But I’ll call you when I can okay?”

“Okay, babe. I love you. Stay safe.”

“I will and mahal keeta.”

You giggled, “Still needs some work.”

“I’m trying!”

You laughed, “Okay! Okay! Bye!”

“Bye.”

_______________________________

You sat at the dining room table surrounded by your family. Your older cousins were seated on your side, talking among each other, their parents aka the titas and titos, were on the other side talking among themselves. You were currently preoccupied with your three year old nephew, Nathan, who was telling you all about his fire truck. 

The doorbell rang and you moved to answer it, but your mom beat you to it. You shrugged it off and went back to listening to Nathan talk to you. 

“Y/N! You have delivery!” your mom announced. 

You handed Nathan back to your cousin and moved your seat back in order to get out. You waltzed over to the open door, seeing someone hold a large bouquet of your favorite flowers. 

“Oh wow! Those are beautiful!”

“I hope they are,” the person spoke and then brought the flowers down to reveal their face, “‘cause I know they’re your favorite.” And there was Bucky, staring right back at you. 

You stood there in complete shock, “Wh-Wha-How-Bucky?”

“C’mere, doll face.” Bucky handed the flowers to your mom, opening his arms out to you. 

You launched yourself at him and he caught you, wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight, “You’re here! You’re really here!”

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he mumbled before giving you a loving kiss. 

“Aye! Sino ito gwapo tao?!” yelled one of your aunties. 

Bucky pulled away from you and waved, “Hi, Teeta Beatrice!”

You snorted, “So American.” 

He gave you a pinch on your side, “Behave!” he then took off his hat and you realized he was still in uniform.

“Wait, you said you were flying to another base.”

He gave you a grin, “I did. Home base,” he gave you a wink and entered into your home. You followed him in, shutting the door behind you. You watched as he greeted each of your family members, paying special attention to your lolo and lola by doing mano. 

Your mom’s arm wrapped around your shoulder, “You like your suprise?”

You nodded, “Did you help plan this?”

“Yes, tay and I were so tired of your moping. You’re so dramatic!”

You rolled your eyes and mumbled, “Whatever you say, nay.” She then left you to hand a plate to Bucky, dumping food onto it as soon as it met his hands.

And you just stood there, completely elated that your fiance was here with you to celebrate Valentine’s Day together. You’ve celebrated a good amount of Valentine’s Days with Bucky. But this was probably the best one yet.

TRANSLATIONS:

Ikaw ay maganda [ee-cow eye muh-gahn-dah] - you’re beautiful

Salamat po [sahl-ah-maht poh] - thank you

Mahal kita [mah-hal kee-tah] - I love you

Titas/Titos [tee tahs/tee tohs] - Aunties/Uncles

Sino ito gwapo tao? [see-noh ee-toh gwah-poh tah-ow] - Who’s this handsome man?

Tay [tie] - short for tatay which means father

Nay [nigh] - short for nanay which means mother

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Filipina!Reader Inserts

MARVEL

PETER PARKER

Denny Guam? 

Summary: You and Peter are dating and you think it’s time for him to meet your parents.

The New Recruit

As requested by anonymous:  Maybe a Bucky or Peter P x reader but the reader is Darna, the flipina superhero? Like she’s a new recruit for the Avengers or on an “internship” with them?

Snack Time

As requested by anonymous:  Maybe a kind of To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before AU where Peter P goes to get her favourite drink/chichirya from the Filipino store to impres her???

Costume Hunting

As requested by anonymous:  Maybe a Filipino!reader x Peter P where she’s struggling to find a perfect costume for Halloween due to the fact that there’s not many options for her due to the lack of Filipinas in movies, tv shows and books… I’ve always had this problem when Halloween comes around…

Bucky Barnes

The Dramatic Zoom

As requested by anonymous:  Filipina!Reader x Bucky where you get him addicted to watching teleseryes??

Ito Gwapo Tao

Summary: You’re spending Valentine’s Day with your family because Bucky is on deployment. During dinner, there comes a delivery for you. (Army AU)

Eat Less

Summary: You bring your boyfriend to meet your family and your titas got some things to say about him. (Chubby!Bucky)

Soup of the Day

Request: Bucky x Filipina reader who is new to the country and a new lab assistant and is quite the workaholic.when time came almost everyone was at the mission when reader became sick and tried to cook for herself though she cant even properly stand up,when Bucky found her,

STAR WARS

Meet the Family

Fandom: Star Wars (Modern AU)

Pairing: Hux x Filipina!Reader

As requested by anonymous:  Prim and Proper Hux dealing with a filipino family that asks him too many questions, embarasses their daughter and keeps giving him food even though he is more than full

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The Dramatic Zoom

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Filipina!Reader

As requested by anonymous:  Filipina!Reader x Bucky where you get him addicted to watching teleseryes??

A/N: I haven’t watched teleseryes in a long ass time. We don’t have TFC at my house anymore. Soooo the show that I’ll be talking about was one that I used to watched called Agua Bendita.

Filipina!Reader Inserts Masterlist

When Bucky came home from a mission, he expected you to come running at him and attaching yourself to his body like a koala. But what he got instead was nothing. 

“Y/N?” he called out for you from the front door. He heard soft murmuring. Maybe you were on the phone or you had someone over? Bucky let out a tired sigh as he set his bag by the door and toed off his shoes. He padded to the living room where he saw no one but you and your eyes were glued to the television.

“Sweethe-”

“Sh! I’m watching!” you snapped at Bucky.

He looked at the tv to see that you were watching  teleseryes aka Filipino dramas.He caught you watching them before but he never really paid attention to it. 

Onscreen there’s two young girls, one looks normal and the other looks to be made of water?? Bucky made his way around the couch and plopped himself next to you. Eyes on the screen, trying to decipher what was going on. The more he watched as the normal looking girl, who he learned was named Bendita, was bullying her twin sister, the girl made out of water, aka Agua. 

Bucky smirked when he saw you shaking your head and muttering something under your breath. He didn’t know if it was English or Tagalog, but you sounded upset. After a dramatic occurence where Bendita gets kidnapped and separated from Agua, a dramatic song plays and it’s a commercial.

You looked to Bucky and smiled, “Hey, babe,” you pecked his lips and cuddled up to him.

He chuckled, “Oh so now you wanna greet me and show me affection.”

You rolled your eyes, “I’m sorry! This show is just so good!”

He shrugged, “I wouldn’t know. I can’t understand what they’re saying.”

You smirked, “Well lucky for you, I can put subtitles on.” You grabbed your remote and clicked on the subtitles option, “Can you read fast enough, old man?”

“Oh that’s it!” Bucky began to tickle your sides causing you to fall onto the ground laughing. His tickles didn’t seize until you cried out for mercy.

“Okay! Mercy! I give! I give!” the tickles faded and you were pulled back onto the couch, “So how was the mis-”

“Sh! The show’s back!” you frowned at Bucky and he snickered.

You both fell into silence as the show continued. Bendita was kidnapped. Agua was lost. Their parents were going crazy looking for both of them. 

Twenty minutes later, you looked at Bucky and he was fully immersed in the show. You felt a sense of pride knowing he was finding shows from your culture interesting. 

When the show ended on a cliffhanger, Bucky cried out, “Oh come on! What happens next?! Does Agua save Bendita?!”

You giggled, “We’ll have to wait until tomorrow to see.” you gestured to the tv, “But the next show after this is good too.”

“What’s it called?”

“It’s called I Love Betty La Fea, it’s based off the American show Ugly Betty. The whole idea is that there’s an ugly woman who loves her boss but they can’t be with each other ‘cause he’s engaged and some other dramatic stuff. Trust me, Buck, you’ll get hooked on this one as well.”

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Bucky Barnes Masterlist

(***means smut)

ONESHOTS

Boys Like You

Without You

Stand By You

Best Friend

No Chance, No Way - Drabble

Season of Giving

Beautiful Creation

Dance with Me

Snowed In

Pick Me Up - Drabble

Hurt

Secrets and Surprises

Let’s Travel Back

100 Kisses

Dancing with Myself

Funny Faces

A Little Help***

Happiness - Drabble (No Pairing)

Just the Three of Us???

Match Made in Heaven

Say You Won’t Let Go

The Cure

Good Girls Are Bad Girls (High School AU)

Wild Ride***

Reminiscing

‘Cause I’m Yours - Drabble

Sugar and His Doll

“Run for it!” - Drabble

“Do you think I’m scared of a woman?” - Drabble

Happy Father’s Day

Photo Drabble***

Cheet-OH!***

Gif Drabble***

A Shift in Things

Spoiled Moment

Anger Issues

Sweat and Alcohol*** (Stripper AU)

Caught in the Act

Nightly Talks

Cheerleader (High School AU)

Writing is Hard (Author AU)

Outta My Head

Soulmate Quiz (Soulmate AU)

What is Worth? (College AU)

Kinktober: Cuckolding (also Steve x Reader)***

Food is Food

You Belong with Me (High School AU)

The Grocery Store: Bucky Barnes

Fight of Flight***

Can I Be Him?

Your Letter (College AU)

Retail Shenanigans (Retail AU)

Bucky’s Not So Good Very Horrible Day

Eye on the Ball

Sweatpants, Hair Tied (College AU)

Some Lights and Mistletoe (Roommate AU)

Last Minute Gift

Will You?

Bend and Snap

Under Arrest (Coffee Shop AU)

Morning Giggles

How Do I Do This? (High School AU)

Music Mondays (College AU)

These Are My Confessions (High School AU)

Love Being in Love

Drunk in Love

Mr. Wow

Play the Game*** (College AU)

How Unlikely (Mob Boss AU)

Diner Girl

Bucky, The Latte Boy (Coffee Shop AU)

Love Trap

How Did We Get Here?

Little Red (Monster AU)***

Unsteady

Untitled (ft. Poe x Reader)

Meet the Parents

The Tape***

I’m with You, Always

Where Do Babies Come From?

A Soulmate’s String (Soulmate AU)

Lights Will Guide You Home

WE WERE ON A BREAK!

Register Ten 

Dramatic Zoom (Filipina!Reader)

Red Carpet Affair*** (Celebrity AU)

Permission Granted (Royalty AU)

Prying Eyes (Rich AU)

Customer’s Always Right (Coffee Shop AU)

Not Just a Pretty Face*** (Criminal AU)

How Could You? (ft. Steve Rogers x Reader, Stucky x Reader)***

Offence and Defense

 Stay Awhile 

Happier (ft. Stucky)

Your Favorite Hero is Who Now?

Spooky Boys (Buzzfeed Unsolved AU) [ft. SamBucky]

How He Got the Girl (High School AU)

Curvy Girl***

Yours and Mine***

Broken Like Me

Everything to Me

Different Sides of the Tracks (Biker AU/High School AU)

Missin’ My Girl (Mob Boss AU)***

I’m Not Playing (College AU)

Not the Ideal Proposal

Beyond the Sunrise (High School AU)

Decisions, Decisions (Royalty AU)

Soft to the Core (Mobster AU)

Greatest Work (High School AU)

Pregnant Pause (Royalty AU)

A Lil’ Brooklyn

Hearts Beat Fast (Doctor AU)

Take Me to Church [ft. Steve Rogers x Reader]***

Burst of Anger (Mobster AU)***

Loved and Lost (Royalty AU)

L-O-V-E

Black Hearted

I Covet Thee (40s AU)

I’m Not Yours

Blow My Candle***

In the Line of Power (Royalty AU)

Lightning

I Just Wanna Lay in My Bed

Wrapped in a Bow***

For Your Honor

Miles Up***

Wish You Were Mine (Royalty AU)

Not So Harmless

Ninety Out of One Hundred (College AU)***

Slim Chance (College AU)

The Chances We’re Given

Best Friend’s Brother (College AU)

Bed and Bath (Single Parent AU)

This Is Your Song (Rockstar AU)

It’s Gonna Be Me (Boyband AU)

Just a Snip

Moving On

Maybe This Time (Mob AU)

Save a Spot for Me (College AU)

Love is Timeless (Vampire AU)

I’m Here For You (College AU)

Good Night, My Precious One

You Look So Pretty (Chubby!Reader)***

A Work in Progress

Swipe Right

Painted Like A Pollock***

Stay Guarded (Bodyguard AU)***

A Day in the Life... (Actor/Social Media Manager AU)

MULTI-PART FICS/SERIES

Do As I Say [Part 2]

Duty of Love and War [Part 2] [Part 3]

Helpless [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

Sweetest Love [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6]

7 Years Masterlist

What Lovers Do: Part 1 [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5-FINAL]

Catfish (Tinder AU) [Part 2] [Part 3]

Colors Masterlist

Alphabet Boy Masterlist

Make ‘Em Happy (Single Parent AU) [Part 2] [Part 3]

The Princess Project (Royalty AU) [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Epilogue]

The Visitor [Part 2]

#IShipIt (Celebrity AU) Masterlist

My Pageant Princess (Single Parent AU) [Part 2]

Right Person, Wrong Number Masterlist (Wrong Number AU)

In Front of the Camera Masterlist (Cam Guy AU)

Truth Set Free (Mob Boss AU) [Part 2]

Your Secret Admirer (High School AU) Masterlist

My Drunk Girl: Part 1 | My Sober Girl: Part 2 | My Wonderful Girl: Part 3

Protect My Heart (Bodyguard AU) Masterlist

Vienna (College AU) | Part 2 | Part 3

Craving You (Monster AU) Masterlist

By the Book | Part 2 | Part 3

Number Neighbor (Social Media AU)

This Old Heart (Baker AU) | Part 2 | Part 3

Ringing (CEO AU) | Happy New Year

And the Heart Grows Fonder (College AU) | The Heart Wants What It Wants

Bug & Bucket Masterlist

Rectify Masterlist

My Sweetheart Masterlist

Playing with Fire (DBF!Bucky)

The Book Store

The Photobooth

The Restaurant

The House***

MISCELLANEOUS

Chubby!Bucky Masterlist 

Bucky x Boris Masterlist