#sorry I’ve been slacking on updates pals

[babywillingham]

Trinket gives the best hugs 🥰

[world-of-aus]

Strictly Confidential - Part 3

Warnings: easily flustered Bucky Barnes because that is a warning!

A/n: sorry for the delay, I’ll be updating the dates of release on this masterlist! Left it on a bit of hanger because i need to get you all roped in further as we take off! I hope you’ll enjoy this chapter i love writing a flustered Bucky! As always thank you for reading!

Part 2 / Series Masterlist

There was something about mornings that Bucky dreaded, but there was something about this particular morning that just took the cake.

Since he woke up this morning, two hours late to be exact, everything was slowly going to shit. From the accident on the streets causing him to arrive an hour later to the office then planned, to the mix up on his coffee order, to the only elevator in the office out of order, he didn’t think it could get any worse, there was just no way.

He should have known better than to think otherwise because finding you bent over his desk, your skirt tight around your backside nearly sent him into cardiac arrest, of course it was your first day working for him how could he have forgotten. Seeing you bent over his desk had him growing hard in his slacks his hand cupping the warm Styrofoam cup a little too tightly sending the lid popping off and hot liquid pouring over his hands, a loud, “son of a bitch,” spilling from his lips.

A gasp left your lips as you looked over your shoulder just in time to see him drop the coffee to the floor with a hiss, “Mr. Barnes, oh my goodness,” you voiced making your way over to him, “here let me help,” you murmured grabbing the files from his other hand. He watched you move around his office, placing his files neatly on his desk before you were moving back over to him to pick up the lid and coffee cup discarding them in the can by his door.

“I’ll be right back,” you murmured exiting his office door, Bucky watched the door you had glided out of in a daze, he hadn’t even been in his office for a full minute and he was already captivated by you.  

Your rushing back in a minute later when he’s finally managed to snap himself out of the very trance that you have put him in. “Here,” you voiced moving over to him grabbing a hold of his hand as you placed a cool towel on the heated red skin, “you really ought to be more careful Mr. Barnes, if you need me to fetch your coffee in the mornings before I come in, I have no problem doing so.”

“Nonsense y/n, that’s not - Jesus christ,” he grunted watching you drop to your knees swiftly to tend at the coffee spill on the floor giving him a perfect view down the top of your blouse.

Your eyes shoot up, brow raised, “Everything alright sir, was the towel not cool enough, I can see if I can get you some antiseptic, Steve said I could fetch him if I needed anything,”

“Sir?” you questioned slowly when he didn’t answer at first, Bucky blinked at you owlishly before shaking his head, rubbing at his eyes, “Mr. Barnes are you sure you're okay, I can go get Steve, really it won’t be an issue.

“no, no,” he muttered shaking his head, “it's just been a long morning, nothings quite going as expected,” he sighed rubbing a hand over his eyes.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” you questioned.

His eyes are snapping open at the sound of your voice, and god he wished he wouldn’t have chosen that exact moment to look at you because he's a breath away from falling to his knees himself, licking his way into your mouth and fucking you senseless on the floor.

“Uhm actually yes, do you think you could fetch Steve for me?”

“No,” Bucky looked at Steve incredulously, “what do you mean no!”

“What I said Bucky,” Steve replied with a roll of his eye, “no, your hired her yesterday, now all of a sudden you decide it’s not something you want,” he questions, “we’ll I’m sorry man, but no, I’m not going to fire someone because you change your mind from one day to another, she’s a damn good publicist give her a chance, she’s going to change your life!”

Bucky groans, running a hand through his hair, how can he tell Steve that’s it’s not you, its him. How does he tell Steve that he signed up for a Cam website like him and Sam had told him to jokingly do and that the Cam girl he loves to spend his hard-earned money on is you, his newly hired publicist? How does he tell Steve that he can’t be in your presence without his dick getting hard at the mere sight of you? How does he tell him that you already did change his life?

“Steve please,” his best friend shakes his head, “If you want her gone YOU fire her,” he glares, “I’ve seen the work she does, and I know the great things she’s capable of, so I'm not going to do that to her, you do it if you really don’t want her working under you.”

Steve doesn’t give him a chance to argue, a chance to plead with his friend, his best pal, because Steve is exiting his office in a huff, and Bucky knows he’s fucked up.

Today really was the bane of his existence.

A soft knock sounds on his office door, he glances up to see you there a soft smile on your lips, “I brought you some lunch, asked Steve for your usual, I hope you don’t mind, figured you had a bad enough morning, and with Steve walking out of here like a man on a mission, I'm assuming your meeting with him didn’t go as great.”

Bucky sighs, “you have no idea” he murmurs.

Your gliding through his office doors, placing a bag from his favorite Diner down in front of him, “I hope you enjoy your lunch Mr. Barnes, and if there’s anything else I can do for you, I honestly don’t mind offering a helping hand,” you shrug, “I may be a publicist but I can be a friend if you need it.”

Your words shock Bucky, you really were the total package, weren't you?

The words are out of his mouth before he can stop himself, “would you like to have lunch with me,” he questions and its that teasing glimmer in your eyes that has him adding, “of course only if you want, if you don’t have lunch plans with anyone else.”

A soft laugh falls from your lips as you take one of the seats in front of his desk, softly moving things from in front of his desk off to the side, “was planning on having lunch by myself in the workroom, but having lunch with you sounds a lot better, get to know you on a more personal level Mr. Barnes.”

He clears his throat, opening the bag as he pulls his burger and fries out, “what would you like to know?” he questions shoving a fry into his mouth.

“what’s your guilty pleasure?” and really your question is innocent, but something in him snaps when he watches you lick the extra ketchup off of your finger.

“you,” he murmurs in a daze.

Your eyes are meeting his brow raised, a smirk pulling at your lips, “excuse me?” you question.

Bucky's cheeks flush red at the realization of what he’s said, “YouTube, YouTube is my guilty pleasure, and god does he wish the floor would swallow him whole because your full-on smirking, and he knows you know.

“alright Barnes, why is YouTube your guilty pleasure?”

“I like to watch videos,” he shrugs, and a snort falls from your lips, “what type of content do you like to watch?”

You.

“I don’t have a specific thing I like to watch,” unless it's your spreading your legs for me, my name spilling from your lips in a breathy plea, “I like to watch anything that catches my eye really,” and you catch me eye.

“Have a special someone in your life right now?” you question over a fry.

Bucky takes a bite from his burger considering your question, “define special someone sweetheart,” and he grins when he hears you clear your throat, cheeks taking on a slight hue of pink.

“Now Sir, I think you know what I mean by special someone, do I really need to spell it out for you?”

Yes, yes you do, with your mouth wrapped around his cock, tongue swirling over his head, there goes his slacks.

“should we skip the question?” you question.

“Wouldn’t say I have a special someone, but there is someone I'm interested in, is that answer enough for you?”

You smirk, “might need to spice it up, but hey that’s my job,”

“what about you.” he fires back, and honestly, he’s a little curious.

“what about me?

“do you have a ‘special someone’” he questions throwing away his trash in the bin under his desk.

“Define special someone,” you throw back a teasing smile on your lips.

“would you like me to spell it out for you?” he questions because really he would drop to his knees if you asked him too.

You laugh shaking your head, “not that it’s any of your business,” you tease, “but if you must know, there is someone I am interested in, he’s a client of mine.”

Bucky raises a brow, “oh, anyone I might now, someone from your work perhaps?”

Your cheeks flush red, as you wipe at your mouth with a napkin, “I don’t think you know him, but he is a client of mine, a regular if you will.”

“a regular you say,” he questions, is there a name to this lucky fellow?” he adds, and that only makes your cheeks grow warmer.

“Buck.”

Bucky chokes on his saliva, his body convulsing wildly in a fit of coughs, “oh my god Mr. Barnes are you okay?” you questioned concerned.

His hand is waving wildly in the air, voice coming out strained, “yeah, yeah I'm fine, went down the wrong pipe,” he coughs.

You're getting up then making your way around his desk, your hand rubbing his back softly, “did the name ring a bell?” you questioned through a laugh, and good thing his head is ducked because surely he would have given himself a way with just a look.

“No, no, I promise it wasn’t that like I said it's not the best day, and it seems I can’t even swallow.”

Your stifling your own laughter, and his eyes grow wide, “y/n get your mind out of the gutter,” he grunts.

Laughter is fully spilling out of your lips now, and his eyes slide up your legs, stopping on your face, god the sounds you make always sound so heavenly to him.

“I’m so sorry,” you snort, “but you walked yourself into that one!”

“I think that’s enough questions for today,” he laughs, your laughter finally getting him, “that’s fine,” you chuckle wiping under your eyes, the hand that was on his back falling to your side, and there’s a part of him missing your touch.

“Steve said he would fill me on as much as he could so that I could start working on something for you,”  

Bucky watches as you gather your things feet carrying you to the door, you turn to face him a warm smile on your lips, “thank you for letting me have lunch with you Mr. Barnes.”

He’s smiling back, “thank you for having lunch with me y/n.” he watches you leave through his door, the glass closing softly.

He’s slumping against his chair, a breath of air leaving his lips, “buck,” he was your special someone, or at least the man behind the screen of your Xmodels website was.

BuckmeUp his Xmodels username, it had to be him, he had looked through your publicist website last night, looked through the articles, and videos you have created for various clientele and there was no “Buck” there.

His thumb runs over his lip, he knew this wouldn’t end good.

Its later that same day that he decides to call it for the evening, he had gotten absolutely nothing done today, and to be quite frank he was over it.

Grabbing his things, he exited his office, intent on heading home and calling it a night, he didn’t think he had it in him to go through anything else.

Seeing the elevator with no out of order sign had slightly lifted his hopes, thankful to not have to walk down three flights. He’s stepping into the elevator when he hears you call out for him, his foot stops the closing doors, as you run the rest of the way, “oh thank goodness,” you breathe as you slide in past him, pressing up against the wall, “I thought I was the only one still here.”

“What are you still doing here,” he questions as the doors slide closed, “I’m usually the last one out of the office, did steve leave before you?”

Your nodding, “yeah he said he had to get home, he said I could stay behind to finish up putting together some of the information he gave me about you.” you smile.

“anything interesting?” he questioned watching as you pulled your phone from your purse.

You look up at him slightly as you unlock your phone, “he told me some really lovely things about you and your company, you sound like quite the catch.” you grin, eyes averting back to your screen.

“Texting your “special someone,” he questions as the elevator dings, doors sliding open.

A laugh leaves your lips, but your eyes remain glued to your screen as you follow him out of the elevator, “something like that,” you murmur.

You’re locking your phone as you and Bucky make your way down the corridor of the bottom level of the office, your slipping out the door with him, when it's time to part ways. Bucky's phone pings with a notification pausing him in his steps as you continue on, you turn your head when your feet away from him, “I’ll see you tomorrow Mr. Barnes, have a great night!” you call out, as you walk further down the quiet streets. Bucky goes to respond but the notification he just received has his breath catching in his throat, and his words dying on his tongue.

Xmodels:

Have sometime for your best girl tonight? - Vixen

Part 4

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[richierichandthelosers]

Authors Honesty Hour

Rules: Answer all 21 questions, let the one who tagged you know you answered and then tag your writing pals

I was tagged by @wukindly Thank you for tagging me! I love doing these!

The Works:

1. Which is the imagine you’re most proud of?

Probably Hold Me because its the first time I’ve written something and got people asking for more. That feeling is super rewarding tbh. Or We’re Alright because that got me really emotional as I was writing it and I just really like it.

2. Which is your least favourite?

Up To Something or Standing Up For Me. Im not really happy with how those came out.

3. If you to recommend one to read to your mum/mom?

My mom doesn’t even know I write imagines and she hates reading so I wouldn’t recommend any to her, mostly out of pure embarrassment. 

4. Which one would you consider re-writing?

Tbh none of them, I feel like what’s written is written and I wouldn’t change anything. 

5. Biggest regret in an imagine?

Writing an imagine just to get the request done and out of my inbox. I tend to rush to finish it especially if I’ve been having a hard time with the request.

6. Biggest success with an imagine?

Writing something and having people comment on it or request more. Its a really rewarding feeling and I love it.

7. Your imagine with the most notes?

I dont know if it has the most notes but Hold Me is up there with 232 notes.

8. Your imagine with the least notes?

I Need You which sucks bc Mike Hanlon deserves some love and it only got 59 notes and I don’t know if that is because some people are more into the other Losers or if its a shitty imagine. 

9. What do you think makes a good imagine? Tips?

Edit what you write! I almost never do this even for essays and papers but I always see typos after I get a bunch of notes. Also, plan it out especially if its going to be multiple parts. Do research and look into things that are relevant. It can really be a downfall if a character is way out of character so I would try to make sure you know their personality and qualities, but its not something that would make or break your piece. 

10. When’s the next update on your works?

Tbh I dont even know, Im currently in school and this semester has a big work load plus Im having a bit of writers block so your guess is as good as mine.

11. Number of followers before you started writing and after?

I actually started writing before I made this blog and I ended up posting everything I wrote on here as well (the first few imagines for Stan and Richie) but at the moment I have 696 followers which is absolutely amazing and I cannot thank you guys enough!

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The Writer:

1. Which character do you love writing for?

Stan and Richie are my favorites for just about anything!

2. Which character do you dislike writing for?

I don’t mind writing for Bill but I hate writing his stutter, I feel like it doesn’t look right even if I write it the same way another author does.

3. What’s your favourite AU to write for?

I never wrote any au’s so I don’t really have any experience with it.

4. What’s your least favourite AU to write for?

Again, I never wrote any au’s so I don’t have any experience with it.

5. What do you hope never gets requested?

Bowers gang x reader, IT/Stranger Things cast x reader because as a 19 year old its weird to write about real 14 and 15 year old kids tbh I don’t even like reblogging the cast x reader’s that I read because some people can be really mean about it even if the content is appropriate, usually I just like the post but sometimes I’ll reblog.

6. What do you wish was requested more?

I dont even know tbh, maybe more song related imagines I really like listening to the song, reading and analyzing the lyrics so the story and fit with it. (but my requests are closed atm bc Im slacking)

7. Thoughts on writing Smut/POC/Curvy/MxM/FxF?

I have no problem writing any of that (smut has to be aged up if its an underage character). But, I find it really hard to write MxM or FxF because Im straight and I have no experience in that at all and every time I’ve tried, I hate how it came out and I usually give up so if you have any tips for writing MxM or FxF lemme know!

8. Which account is your biggest inspiration in writing?

A lot of people on here are my inspirations, even if they don’t write, things they post or say or even their personality can be really inspiring. Here are a few of my favorite authors:

@robe-boy-kid @justauthoring @wukindly @firstfannypack @pepperisntsalty @dedeimagines @milleniumhan @sinningtozier @multi-parker @reddiesetrichie(Im sure there are more but I can’t think of any rn)

9. How long have you been an imagine writer for?

I think like 8 years or so, I don’t know exactly but on here, since late September or early November.

10. Any upcoming secret works? 🤔

Theres a few things that I have been slowly working on (and I mean slowly). But if you guys want, I could make a page with imagines I’m currently working on, just let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in!

Tagging: I don’t know who to tag so I’m sorry if you’ve been tagged before or if you’ve already done this! And feel free to do it, even if you aren’t tagged

 @milleniumhan @robe-boy-kid @dedeimagines @sinningtozier @reddiesetrichie