#switch bucky

[buckyalpine]

Sub!Mob Bucky x reader ft pegging

18+

Dom CEO Bucky x f reader

A bit of a pegging drabble. Welcome to my fever dreams. I started this when I was dying and sick in November. I’m still sick but not in the way you think, just my ideas are sick and I’m a sick person for this. This is the OG fic that inspired this, proceed with caution. 

Once again shame on me. 

Lets say, after the first time, you’re both insatiable 

He doesn’t always need it hard and rough.

Sometimes he needs you to fill him while being soft and slow, your hand wrapped around his cock while his thick thighs hug your waist. Your lips brush against his while he moans for you, your hips rolling slowly. 

Like today. 

Quiet footsteps ascend the stairs and you know he’s home. His hair is a little messy from repeatedly running his hands through it, his tie loosened, sleeves rolled up. His eyes are tired but they light up as soon as they lock with yours. 

“Hey angel” He pulls you into his arms, his face burying into the crook of your neck. “Missed you baby” 

“Missed you handsome” You coo, pecking his lips while wrapping his arms around his waist, inhaling the remnants of the cologne he’d sprayed that morning, “How was work” 

“Just tired, long day” He shrugs, taking his watch off and removing his tie. You help him undress, unbuttoning his shirt and placing it in the hamper while he slips his belt off and hangs his slacks in the closet. 

“Hot shower?” You smile up and him softly, while he give you a small nod, his muscles still tensed from stress. 

“Yes please” 

He happily follows you into the bathroom, for once finding your scorching hot water temperature satisfying instead of cowering away from it. You grab some shower gel, scrubbing and massaging his skin while he groans, feeling his body start to relax.

“Feel better baby?”

“Mhm” He kisses you deeply, savoring the taste of your lips, the sweetness of your tongue. Nothing makes him happier than being at home with his sweet angel. He loves the way your hands wrap around his body, gently rubbing and kneading his back, working down his spine. 

After you both rinse off, you wrap yourself up with your fluffy robe, only to have it tossed off you seconds later when Bucky throws his own towel aside, pulling you into bed with him. You squeak as he pulls you to straddle on top of him, his hard cock swollen against his abs while he rubs up and down your soft thighs. 

“I’ve had a long day baby” He whispers, his eyes more puppy like than usual. You know he’s still not fully relaxed, your hand cupping his cheek, caressing him scruff while he kisses the inside of your palm. 

“What does daddy need” 

“Fill me angel” He groans, laying down, his head against the pillows, legs parted. You know exactly what he needs, humming softly. You grab the bottle of lube, squeezing a drop onto your finger tips while you lay on top of him, kissing his face. Your hand brushes and massages his scalp, carding through his hair while the other hand trails down, ghosting over his cock to his tight ring of muscle. 

You know how he needs it, gently pushing your finger in, sliding in and out, smiling at the soft sigh he lets out, spreading his legs further so you could open him up more. You slip the toy on so it sits snugly around your hips, pecking his lips before lining the tip up with his perfect hole. 

“Ready daddy?”

“Please baby” He whispered, moaning deeply as soon as the toy breeched his hole, his eyes rolling back as you started to push in deeper. You took your time, giving him long, deep strokes, the same way he did when he took his time making you feel good. 

“That’s it love, make love to daddy” He groaned, gently guiding your hips to hit that spot that makes his cock leak, the tip of his length making a mess on his tummy. You slowed down to swipe up the sticky mess he was making, licking it clean off your fingers before continuing to fuck him, focused on giving him the most pleasure you could. 

“You taste so good daddy” You tasted him again, your cheeks growing warm as he locked his eyes with you, his lips parted, panting each time you thrusted in. 

“You love this don’t you princess, God you’re so - mmpph fuck - so good” He started to lose himself, his deep moaning getting higher, nearly whimpering when you changed the angle of your thrusts, pressing against his prostate. “Fuck right there princess, please, r-right fucking there, c’mere” 

“There daddy?” You whispered, moving faster, your body falling onto his as he wrapped his arms around you, lifting his thighs up so you could fuck him deeper. He kept his face tucked against your neck, nipping and sucking your soft skin, his cock bumping against your stomach with your movements, 

“There-there-’mgonna c-cum” He was sure he was going to cry from pleasure, all the tension of his day melting away as pleasure crawled up his spine, deep euphoria spreading through his body. “Angel, m’cumming!” 

There was no warning as streams of cum burst from his cock, his hips rutting up for more friction, humping against your body, his length pressed between your bodies. You cooed, gently grazing his scalp, continued to fuck him through his high, not stopping until he was milked dry, a creamy milky mess on the both of you. 

He spend the rest of the night with his face between your legs, more relaxed than ever, rewarding you for doing such a good job, giving you 3 orgasms for his hands free one. 

Now @cadencejames87 inspired this, cause imagine he wants more. Not just for you to make him feel good but for the both of you to feel good together. He gets a double sided toy so you could both spread your legs apart across from each other, the both of you stretched open while your bodies move in sync. Sometimes you’re both on your backs, his heavy legs on top of yours, feet planted on the mattress, just relishing in the feeling of being filled up he may or may not have had your end molded after him since no one else gets to stretch you open like that, toy or not. 

When he’s extra needy, you’re both bent over while he pushes back to stimulate the both of you, his cock leaking all over the sheets, jaw slack while he desperately moans with no shame, bouncing his hips back, his ass clapping againsts yours JESUS 

Anyway.

Please don’t block me. 

Please. 

[homiesexuallaj]

need to bite something. need to bite bucky so bad. please please please. wanna be under him and sink my teeth into the crook of his neck. i’d ask too. maybe beg a little. “can I bite you? please please please.” cause my brain’s a little fuzzy and it’s the only thing I can think about. of course bucky would tell me that I can. and as soon as I do, i’d just let out a choked whimper cause, oh god, I need this

bucky would be a biter too. maybe he’d ask. “let me bite you. please, baby? need to. gonna make you feel so good.” or maybe he wouldn’t. maybe bucky would just sink his teeth right into the flesh of your neck with a muffled growl. there’s a slight snarl on his lips and his nose is scrunched and his brows are furrowed. and bucky can’t help but fuck you harder because he needs to. he’s loosing his composure but his teeth latched onto you is the only thing keeping him grounded right now.

[risrambles]

sambucky fourth of july where bucky is going shot after shot down an entire table’s length of every drink combination at the function while sam is sipping a martini with an umbrella in it as he watches the chaos

[emdashbitch]

thank you What If...? for finally confirming that Bucky does in fact have honey pot training as part of his deep cover, it's been fan theory for too long. It's a gold mine for fluff, smut, crack, darkfic and angst all in one

[becca-e-barnes]

What I'd give for the chance to feel like a little stress relief for CEO Bucky 😵‍💫

Loving the thought of being his colleague and not just having to admire him from a distance.

When he comes in each morning, dressed in a crisp, beautifully tailored suit, you find yourself wanting to jump straight onto him. He's powerful and smart and wonderfully capable and it does so much for you.

He finds a way to sneak you a coffee each morning, making sure no one else sees; conscious that your colleagues might start to ask you uncomfortable questions if they found out.

You don't doubt that folks have their suspicions. They're bound to. You're sure they notice the way you focus just a little too long on the plump curve of his bottom lip or the way you lose yourself looking at those long, thick fingers.

No one else knows that your weekly meetings with each other are just an excuse for you to help him take the edge off. They usually consist of you riding him in his office chair, sliding up and down on that delicious cock of his, touching yourself while he takes a phone call.

"That's it pretty girl. Fucking earn it." He's tilted the receiver as far away from his mouth as possible, keeping the speaker to his ear so he can still hear whoever he's got on the line.

It's impossible to stay quiet but you've had plenty of practice. Between the phone call that couldn't wait and the people you work with sitting just outside the door, you've got no choice but to find a way to stay quiet.

"No, that's what I told you last week." Bucky's getting more frustrated by the minute, his brow furrowing and his grip on your hip tightening. "If you've filled out the order wrong, I don't know what to tell you."

Shit, you love this. You've fallen into a delightful rhythm, grinding and rubbing yourself, satisfying his needs as well as your own.

"I don't know how you fucked this up, I couldn't have been clearer." Usually you'd playfully smack his shoulder and warn him to be nice but not when you're this close.

Your body sliding down on his length sounds obscene. You're wet and messy and you know you're going back to your desk with a pussy stuffed full of cum and you love it.

You can't help but groan quietly, your fingers working your clit in tight circles, desperately searching for release.

"I thought I told you to earn it?" Bucky's speaking to you again without any hint of the anger he's feeling for whoever he's talking on the phone to. He's kinder and softer with you but he still likes to maintain his authority.

His free hand holds your wrist to stop you from touching yourself, knowing the can draw this out a little while longer. You can have that back when you've earned it or he decides to do it for you.

[stuckysbike]

More Than One Valentine

A/n: All mistakes are my own. Written on my phone.

Stucky x Reader, Bucky x reader, Stucky, Steve x reader

AU: you finally get Steve and Bucky together- now you need to work out what to do with yourself abs your broken heart.

Warnings: angst, smut, 18 plus only please, fluff, FWB situation, presumed unrequited love, polyamory, MMF, bisexual Stucky, Dom!Bucky, sub!Steve, switch!reader

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Bucky and Steve finally shared their first kiss on Valentine’s Day.

It was a bittersweet moment for you; you’d been trying to get them together for too long and now you had nothing to do, nowhere to go.

In a twisted and complicated situation you’d ended up as a FWB to both of them. It started with Bucky, a wet night with only his leather coat for shelter turned into desperate kissing and more. Then three months later he was on a mission and Steve had come in from a date in a terrible headspace.

You called Bucky because you didn’t know what else to do. Bucky’s advice was to screw Steve’s brains out.

“What?” You stuttered.

“He gets too into his head, you gotta’ help him clear it out doll,” Bucky said in that gruff tone.

“I - but - we-“

“Go ahead. I don’t mind sharing our arrangement with Stevie. Always shared everything with him anyway, you’re no different,” Bucky said as if you were an old coat or a favourite book.

It hurt, deep in your gut like a hand twisting it savagely, but you brushed it aside. You were just a couple of friends who tamed an itch. Bucky probably did it with lots of girls and guys. You weren’t his only one. You couldn’t be.

So you fell into a routine with them. If Steve had any reservations he didn’t share them and his mood changed, not just that night but overall. He was lighter, different like he had a plan again.

It was obvious they were in love, that they wanted each other. Everyone could see it, especially you. You spent most time with them, you saw the subtle touches, kind words and gentle gestures. You would find them making each other breakfast, or always making sure the other one was drinking enough water.

And the sex was …even? You never spent more time with one over the other. You went from one to the other than back.

Sometimes you didn’t even get to shower; after a night with Steve Bucky would drag you to his room in the morning to taste you while Steve went on a run. Sometimes Steve would come in after a long stint of being Captain America and bury his face in you pussy moments after Bucky had went to his own room.

“I can’t take it. They’re ruining my vagina,” you complained to Nat one evening after too many cocktails. The and my heart was left unspoken but you both knew it.

Nat had laughed anyway because in that moment you both needed to laugh. “Set them up.” She poured another drink. She wasn’t even following recipes any longer. It was shots of hard liquor that burned in the best way.

So you did, you made sure the floor you all shared was off limits, you lit candles and played soft music, dimmed the lights. You got your hands on some Asgardian Champagne, scattered rose petals and made sure both their bedrooms had ample supplies of lube and toys.

You made sure your own room had noise cancelling headphones, snacks and a queue of your favourite shows all lined up to make sure you didn’t think too much. Or hear too much.

You should have prepared for a broken heart.

Here they were after confessing their love and finally kissing as they stood in front of the massive windows. You were on the couch, you needed to start them off, convince them to take the leap, but as soon as they got lost in each other you stood and slipped away.

At least you tried to.

“Where are you going?” Steve asked, his voice small and vulnerable.

You froze and looked over your shoulder. They were both looking your way, faces unreadable.

“To give you both some privacy,” you said quietly.

“But we need to thank you,” Bucky’s voice was equally soft.

You offered them a smile, it was genuine because you were happy for them, you just realised too damn late that you’d fallen for both of them.

They walked towards you, a pair of supersoldiers, one beefy the other sculpted. One dark the other light.

Two pairs of blue eyes burned into your skin. You felt like crying, because it was the sexiest thing you’d ever seen and all they were going to do was hug you then get on with their lives.

Bucky caught your hand and pulled you towards his body but he turned you so your back was to his chest.

“Say thank you Stevie,” he growled.

Steve immediately dropped his mouth to yours. The kiss was gentle, just a brush of his pink lips as they pressed into yours. He pulled away after the kiss that was not just friendly. “Thank you.” He had that sincere look, the honest voice.

Your heart broke a little more.

And then Bucky was turning you in his arms and looking down at you. Steve’s big hands rested on your hips as he held you in place for Bucky. Bucky was rougher than Steve, his lips pressed you harder more demanding making you weak at the knees.

Where Steve asked Bucky took.

“Thank you,” Bucky said, a tiny smirk at the corner of his mouth. “Now where were we?”

And they started kissing over your shoulder. They moved close crushing your body between theirs, hands holding you still as they explored each others mouths.

You gasped and tried to slip away but you were trapped. You tried harder only for them to part and Bucky looked at you with hard eyes.

“Stop squirming doll, I’m kissing on my fella and you’re distracting me. You’ll get your turn.” You gaped up at Bucky but his focus was back on Steve. “Come ‘ere you.”

You could hear the wet noises of their kisses, could feel their physical reactions as you stood trapped between their hard bodies.

When they pulled apart for air you found yourself turned back to Steve and he was kissing you, desperate now as he licked into your mouth. He let out a needy moan as he lifted you and you had no choice but to wrap your legs around him.

“So fuckin’ sexy,” Bucky growled. His hands were on your hips and ass and it took you a moment to realise you were moving towards Steve’s bedroom.

Steve fell back on his bed and looked up at you with doe eyes, lips parted and pure trust. And something else you couldn’t place. You were straddling his waist when the bedroom door clicked shut.

“Don’t mind me,” Bucky sat on the chair in the corner, and you looked between them. Maybe this was one last night with them, and you would make it count before they got on with the rest of their lives without you.

In the bedroom Steve was submissive. It had surprised you at first; but it made sense. Steve carried the universe on his shoulders sometimes so it was natural that he’d want to forget. So you were what he needed you to be. You took charge, took care of him, made it so that he didn’t need a plan or a rousing speech in the bedroom.

Bucky was dominant, that didn’t surprise you at all. He needed control, where he’d been tortured before now he thrived in giving pleasure in making decisions, on taking care of his lovers. You let him take care of you, you basked in and enjoyed it. You loved the attention.

And you were the perfect switch between them giving each of them what they needed.

You bit your lip, nerves running through you but you pushed it aside to try and enjoy one last night with them both.

“Colour?” You asked.

“Green!” Steve said urgently.

“Steve, take your clothes off,” you said. Steve immediately sat up and unbuttoned his shirt slowly, looking between you and Bucky but you clicked your tongue and Steve’s eyes flew to you. “Eyes on me baby, you have him all to yourself soon enough.”

Steve’s eyebrows scrunched and Bucky shifted in his chair but you stayed still watching Steve. He folded his shirt then toed his shoes off, and as he unbuckled his belt and pulled it from the loops he looked down at you, holding it between big hands.

Bucky sucked in a breath as you nodded and Steve set the belt on the bed for later. He sat and removed his socks then his pants.

Once upon a time his cheeks would have been red by this point but Steve had gotten past that, he trusted you and with his attention on you the fact that Bucky was sitting right there didn’t even phase him.

His boxer briefs were navy blue, and it was obvious he was aroused by the whole situation. He looked at you as he thumbed the waistband.

“Won’t be much fun with them on will it Soldier?” You teased and his cheeks flushed a slight shade of pink before he started to push them down. “Eyes on me.” You reminded him and his confidence returned.

And then Steve was naked, standing tall and proud and fully erect. You looked at Bucky and he was watching the two of you with something that looked like pride.

“Why don’t you get your ring, plug and the lube?” You suggested to Steve.

Bucky groaned and you glanced over at him as Steve scrambled across the bed to grab what he wanted from underneath. “Do you want to cut in?”

Bucky smiled, warm and genuine and for a second your breath caught. “Yes,” he said softly. “But not yet. I’m dying to see where this goes.”

When you turned back to the bed Steve was kneeling in the middle, eyes wide and wet lips parted. “You look like a horny puppy.” You told him and it made him laugh.

You didn’t say anything else as you removed your clothes and Steve settled down to watch you, waiting patiently with his hands in his lap.

When you got to your bra and panties you hesitated but Bucky’s soft voice rang in your ears. “All of it.”

You looked over at him, making eye contact to acknowledge you’d heard him then nodded, holding his gaze.

You removed your bra, then panties and Steve let out a gentle moan.

“On your back baby,” you told Steve. He complied immediately and lay back, spreading his long legs so you could settle between his thighs. He handed you a pillow and you thanked him with a kiss to the lips then helped him place it under his hips. “Do you want your belt?”

Steve nodded eagerly and you handed it to him. Steve lay back with his arms stretched above his head holding the belt in his hands.

“Colour?” You checked.

“Green,” Steve said.

“Steve is such a good boy that he stays like that until he’s told to move,” you told Bucky. “Well, most of the time.”

Bucky laughed softly and you drew your focus back to Steve. Bending you kissed his thighs, nipping at sensitive skin. As you moved closer Steve moaned and gasped until finally you were pressing a chaste kiss to the base of his cock.

You kissed lower until your tongue reached his tightly furled ass, and then with wet licks you proceeded to help him relax. You didn’t notice Bucky get out of his chair, not until you saw the black vibranium hand resting on Steve’s knee.

You pulled away and looked up at him. “Too much for you?”

“Christ Dolly you’re killing me,” Bucky’s voice was rough with arousal.

You giggled and got back to your task. It wasn’t long before you were sitting up and drizzling lube on your fingers. You warmed it up then pressed two against his puckered hole.

“The lube is edible and flavoured. Steve likes his asshole eaten,” you said conversationally to Bucky.

Steve whined and you grinned up at him. You shuffled closer and took the tip of his cock into your mouth, licking the pre-cum and sucking the skin as you curled your fingers. Steve cried out and you took him deeper, breathing through your nose as he filled your throat. You loved this, Steve at your mercy as you pleasured him.

When you finally felt the hairs at the base of his cock tickle your nose you pulled back and reached for the cock ring. “He doesn’t really need this, he has a refractory period just like yours but sometimes he’s over eager. He can get…messy.”

Steve moaned softly, hearing you talk about him as if he wasn’t there was driving him insane in the best way.

“You know him well,” Bucky praised. He was right behind you now looking over your shoulder, still fully clothed apart from his shoes and socks. You hadn’t noticed him taking them off.

You reached for the plug next, it was a smaller one, black, with a flared base. It slipped in easily but Steve moaned and arched his back. You turned it slowly and watched his chest heave.

“How do you feel?” You asked Steve.

He nodded and met your eyes. “I feel yeah-“

“Colour?” You asked.

“Green,” Steve practically slurred.

You chuckled and then settled back onto your haunches. Bucky looked at you curious for your next move.

“He’s all yours,” you whispered looking up at him.

A big hand cupped your cheek and he kissed you softly. “He’s all ours Doll.”

Your heart skipped a beat and you wished that were true but you pushed the hope away. This was about getting them together. Nothing else.

Bucky kissed you, his movements lazy but dominating and he gripped your soft skin. His hand slipped between your legs and you’d been able to ignore your needs until now but as soon as his fingertip brushed your slick puffy lips you sighed and leaned into Bucky. His other hand moved to your hair and he fisted it just enough to pull your head back. “I’m so proud of you. Watching you with Steve, so proud of both of you.”

You felt the blood warm your cheeks at his praise and snuggled against him.

“Now, I’m going to undress. I want you to get a reward for being so good to Stevie, what do you say Steve?” Bucky asked easily taking over the room.

Steve nodded eagerly. “Yes, please, baby, sit on my face?”

“Yeah, I want to see that. Go sit on his face baby,” Bucky kissed you again. You did as he asked, turning so you could watch him. Steve didn’t let go of the belt as his tongue dove inside your folds, lapping and sucking at your juices.

Steve moaned and Bucky’s sharp eyes zeroed in on you. “Hovering baby girl? That’s against the rules,” Bucky warned.

Steve moaned again and you chuckled, giving Bucky a bright smile. “I know he’s been good, but he has to earn it,” you teased.

Bucky smiled softly and removed his black boxer briefs and then he was kneeling between Steve’s spread legs. He skimmed his fingers along the sensitive skin on Steve’s thighs and you could see Steve tremble. You close that moment to rest your full weight on him for a few seconds, knowing he needed it.

His moans vibrated through you and then Bucky was kissing you. “Good fuckin’ girl.”

Bucky touched Steve and every time he cried out or trembled you rested your weight onto him, calming him.

And then Bucky was bringing the plug out, replacing it with his fingers. His eyes flicked up to you as Steve sucked on your clit.

“Cum baby,” Bucky said. You didn’t even know you were waiting for permission. You cried out as your release washed through you, making your toes curl. As you came down from your high Bucky kissed you. “Now go clean him up.”

You moved fast, straddling Steve’s tummy and kissing over his face, licking into his mouth. You were so busy kissing Steve you almost missed the deep groan he let out. Two hands, one warm and one cold lifted your hips and then Steve’s cock was sliding snugly into your soaked cunt.

“I’m going to fuck both of you now,” Bucky warned.

“Please Bucky,” you whined.

Bucky’s hand slid into your hair and he grabbed a thick fistful as he pulled you back against his chest.

“Look at you,” Bucky growled in your ear as his other hand slid around your throat. His nimble fingers trailed your body, plucking at your nipples, squeezing soft flesh, tickling your hips and exploring the area where you and Steve were joined. “Our perfect girl.”

“Bucky,” you turned to him squeezing your thighs. Beneath you Steve grunted as you squeezed his cock, his eyes never leaving you and Bucky.

“Colour?” Bucky asked you.

“So fuckin’ green!” You said.

“Stevie, baby I need you to hold onto her, make sure she has some support. Hands up,” he said.

Steve let go of the belt and raised his hands, palms up and fingers wide. “Good boy baby,” Bucky praised. You reached out and pressed your palms to Steve’s, let your fingers tangle and lock together.

Steve tested the pressure, moving you slightly and you couldn’t help but giggle as he practically used you as a weight, lowering you to kiss his lips then pushing you back to Bucky’s chest.

Bucky let out a soft laugh at the two of you and hooked his chin over your bare shoulder. “Show off,” he said to Steve. Steve, in a happy headspace blew him a kiss.

Bucky started off gentle, his thrusts going through Steve and into you. Bucky was taking his time, working out this new position as he managed both of you.

His hands returned to your body, his fingers strumming over your body. He knew every nerve, knew what made you sigh and squeal, what relaxed you and what wound you up.

With a palm on your back he pushed you forward until you were lying on Steve’s chest. His right hand gripped your butt cheek, moulding the flesh and you knew it was coming but you still yelped.

Steve grunted, you were squeezing his cock again. “Do you know why I’m spanking you?” Bucky’s voice cut through your brain fog and you nodded.

“I broke a rule,” you slurred. Steve kissed your cheek and forehead as he simply observed. “I hovered.”

Bucky grunted in agreement and a few more slaps landed on you. “You had a good reason though so I think that’ll do.”

Bucky’s hands moved over your back as he curled over you both. His right hand cupped Steve’s cheek. Kissing each other in this position would be impossible so he ran his thumb over Steve’s lips. Steve opened his mouth and sucked Bucky’s thumb in. Bucky groaned at the sight and the sensation.

“You good there Sweetheart?” Bucky asked him.

Steve’s smile was dopey, despite Bucky’s digit in his way and he nodded, his eyes shining. “Never better.”

The words were garbled but easily understood none the less. As Bucky pulled away he kissed your cheek.

Bucky started to thrust again and you moved back to sit on Steve, that’s when you realised you couldn’t feel the cock ring. Bucky must have removed it from Steve and you were grateful because you didn’t think you had the ability to remove it at this point. You were a soft Dom, you didn’t like delaying or preventing orgasms, you were too needy yourself.

You kissed Steve’s chest and face as Bucky fucked him and Steve sobbed into your mouth when your lips met. Bucky’s movements were getting more aggressive and Steve was gasping and thrashing in pleasure.

“Is he good?” You prompted.

“So good, I’m - it’s - he’s amazing,” Steve said.

“Shush, baby hush, he’ll hear you and his ego will be insufferable,” you teased.

Bucky laughed, his hand sliding around your throat and pulling you back to his chest. “So rude,” he grunted as he kissed you, his fingers finally brushing over your clit.

Steve came first after you clenched around his cock, your body chasing Bucky’s fingers, and you followed a few moments behind him. The familiar stutter of Bucky’s breathing told you he’d found his release too.

“You two will be the death of me,” he said as he kissed your neck and shoulders and helped you untangle yourself from Steve.

A warm cloth was cleaning you, hands were moving you and you realised Steve was getting the same treatment as he sighed in contentment.

Bucky got into bed on the other side of Steve and smiled softly at you both.

“I should go,” you said suddenly.

“No!” They both said at once.

You shifted. “But I- this was about you two.”

Steve pulled you on top of him then rolled over, pinning you between him and Bucky. “Going nowhere.”

Bucky chuckled. “Darlin’ we’re crazy about you, if you haven’t noticed. I know you like to talk about feelings and stuff but we’re doing this my way. You’re my best girl, he’s my best guy, we’ll work it out from there.”

You opened your mouth but your words betrayed you so instead you snuggled into their arms and enjoyed their warmth. Maybe this could work, maybe the three of you could find peace.

“Besides,” Steve yawned, “you negate our stupid.”

You giggled. Bucky slid a leg between yours and rested his hand on Steve’s chest.

Meanwhile deep inside your own chest your heart sang.

[ghostofmarvel]

there’s something about having a super soldier be submissive for you, knowing they can take over control at any point but they don’t because they just wanna be good for you

[buckyalpine]

Professor reader and college student Bucky: finding out this little shit has been coming for tutoring during your office hours just to admire you and follow you around like a little puppy. He’s most definitely one of the smartest students in the class but that giant crush he has on you has him pretending he needs all the help he can get.

Help me mommy

Then you find out his little game and-

(We don’t talk about how he switches from begging to have his face buried between your legs to the way he possessively bends you over your desk, teasingly asking if he’s doing a good job while he fucks your brains out-)

[dasiesanddarkness]

no way they put Sam and Bucky in couples therapy and expected me to not ship them

[avonne-writes]

taking the baiiiiit give me your top Gale/switches headcanons, go go gooooo

Yay, thank you, anon! 🔥 The first headcanons that came to my mind:

Gale has great stamina and will keep going no matter what until his partner comes first. The only exception was his first time because he was really nervous.

He's very patient about prep and will finger Bucky until he thinks Bucky is ready because he knows that Bucky can’t be trusted when it comes to avoiding unnecessary pain for himself.

He knows exactly how best to hit the sweet spot. He’s just really good at learning how to play Bucky like a fiddle. He loves handling big birds.

Gale is more vocal when he tops than when he bottoms (due to subconscious internalized shame about enjoying bottoming), which Bucky really enjoys.

If Gale tops, he prefers to do it literally on top or behind, he wants to have control and do most of the work. He likes all positions, of course, but for example, Bucky is way more into Gale riding him than Gale is into the opposite.

Top Gale is dominant. He likes Bucky pushing back but it's still Gale who calls the shots.

In missionary, he likes eye contact and communicates how amazing he feels through that as well.

Bucky's thighs turn him on so he loves squeezing them during sex.

He also loves it when he tells Bucky to hold onto the headboard or when he ties him up, because he likes the view. For a similar reason, he also likes watching the muscles of Bucky's back tense and relax.

The first time after the war, he and Bucky have a lot of rounds after each other and they keep switching to avoid too much soreness and because they're crazy about each other.

Do you guys have any top Gale/switching headcanons?

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my friends and i played rivals last night and we absolutely shredded like five matches in a row in qp with a team comp of 5 tanks + rocket raccoon. on the hydra and wakanda control points i was cap and didn't even die once. i was just staying on the point and punching like crazy and it was working. i took out healers, i took out tank shredders, i took out other tanks. i felt actually bad. we fuckin thrashed them. we beat the klyntar map even going through totally open-air sections with like iron man and ultron harrassing us. my buddies were like "maybe we should switch to something to deal with that" but i was like "no. we're winning." and we were. also me + my friends were a group of 5 so there was always some other rando backfilling the last spot and they ALWAYS agreed to play along and go tank, no questions asked. that's teamwork baby!!!!!

[violetquiver]

as a wint3rhawk shipper i'm a rare person who thinks clint tops the hell out of that man.

[irontinystar]

asking for a friend who happens to be a fanfic writer . when reading sambucky smut which one do you prefer?

[daydreamerdrew]

Laura Kinney: Wolverine (2025) #5

[wolveria]

I said he was a top. I didn't say he was a dom.

[hannahsfandos]

fic by the numbers

rules: give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most subscribers, and fic with the fewest words.

Most Hits: Please Honey (just tell me you want me) Darcy x Bucky, MCU, multichap (completed), 23 650 hits

Heartbroken and bitter, Darcy Lewis navigates a life surrounded by superheroes, her ex and his new girlfriend. Good thing she has good friends and a Netflix account to get her though it... a tall handsome Sergeant doesn't hurt either.

Second Most Kudos: Operation: Plums  Darcy x Bucky, MCU, Multichap (not completed), 1 110 kudos

Steve gets sent on an important mission to pick up... plums? *** "Who are you?" “I’m Darcy Lewis.” She smiled and held out her left hand to him, wiggling her fingers under his nose so he could see the diamond ring sparkling there. “I’m Bucky’s fiancé.” ***

Third Most Comments: 3 Years, 6 Months, 5 Hours (and the 365 days after that) 

Steve x Darcy, MCU, Multichap (not completed... but sooo close), 88 comment threads.

What do you do when you have a crush on your friend? Well if you're Steve Rogers, you'll avoid her like the plague. What do you do when that plan backfires in the worst way possible? Over and over again? I'm seriously asking here because Steve has no clue.

Fourth Most Bookmarks: Therapy Cooking 

Darcy x Bucky, MCU, oneshot, 256 bookmarks. (one of my favourite fics that I've ever written tbh)

Bucky enrolls in a cooking class recommended to him by Sam. (Well Sam signs him up and Bucky decides he's got nothing to lose by going.) It's a therapy cooking class for people with PTSD, and the brunette that ordered Chinese food instead of cooking is rather intriguing. Her name is Darcy and she’s clever, and she doesn’t make a big deal out of his shoulder stump.

Fifth Most Subscriptions: Cosmic Love 

Darcy x Bucky, MCU, multichap (completed), 67 subscribers

Darcy had been through enough life-changing encounters in her life to warrant her own TV-show. Or at least a lifetime move... maybe two. However, following her boss to the most relcusive country in the world in the name of science (and funding) leads to probably the most life-altering encounter in her life thus far... she just doesn't know it yet. Or: Darcy follows Jane to Wakanda and while working on her own astrophysics degree, she ends up befriending a lost asset, finding his way in a strange new world

Fic with Fewest Words: Samesies 

Steve x Darcy, MCU, Oneshot, 1 656 words

Steve runs into a friend he hasn't seen in a while, and because these kinda things just happen to Steve, he also runs into his ex on the same day. All he wanted was to learn how to bake.