#tattoed bucky

[vunblr]

I want to write about a tattooed Bucky and seeing this Tommy vid, well... it might inspire me. Even if the idea is for a beefy Bucky -my favorite- I can't deny this short makes me feel certain things.

Credits to barnesfilm

[abarbaricyalp]

If there's no canon answer, I can say the super soldier serum does not reject/heal tattoos, right? That's how fic works, isn't it?

[19thcenturylover]

Girly girly girls :3

I was going to hope to have 3 new drawings but meh, I'm currently in a crisis to draw ships and things like that... today there are only 2 silly drawings of my genderbends and other but old :3c

Zemo with that dress that was trending on tiktok and twitter a while ago... EkoScorpion tatto ewewewe,,

MORE OF MY SAMMY RARHH🗣‼️, I love her and I really need to draw her more :D (small Wingterbaron detail on the bracelets, y'all already know how I am)

And I put this FalconBaron drawing again because I feel that its right to do sooo aja, I will draw Bucky I promise I have to think more about her design srry😭💔

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Alright but Steve and Bucky during an undercover mission where Bucky gets to play the short-tempered, tattoed, always grumpy guy.

(Which one of Chris's characters would go well with him? Which one inspires you the most??? 👀)

Oh my goddd

I will take any excuse to talk about that Sebastian look, so thank you for giving me one, 😮‍💨😮‍💨 and there are so many options-!

My immediate impulse just because ✨️I would like to see it✨️ is to pair this Bucky with this Steve

I want to see Steve play the whiny, confused, and subservient puppy with jaded, rough, short-tempered Bucky.

Let's be real, though: that's my weakness for tattoos and pathetic, useless men showing... there's not a real cohesive way to have both of them undercover on the same mission with those two parts. So, we'll explore more 😏

How about this Bucky with this Steve?

I just think there's a lot of potential for grumpy, short-tempored Bucky with lawyer Steve always by his side (although, I know next to nothing about how Mike on Puncture acts, oops). If nothing else, they'd look dangerously good sharing a cigarette, clothed in way too little.

And in a similar fashion with matching the possible, incredible sleazy vibes of that Bucky... this Steve

God... the way they would look next to each other 😮‍💨😮‍💨

I don't even care if it doesn't make sense for an undercover mission anymore. I just 😮‍💨 😮‍💨😮‍💨

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

When we were talking about ex con Bucky I imagined him exactly how you’re writing him!! Dressed all black, tattos, not very talkative and I must say I LOVE HIM can’t wait for him to break

Haha he's happy enough to just let us yap bc he ain't got much to say haha. I can't wait for him to work on his bike shirtless

[whotf-atemywaffles]

Cardigan Betty (Buckys version)

(High School!Au) Pairing: (Highschool!Au)Bucky Barnes xreader (Highschool!Au)Steve Rodgersxreader

Summary: Bucky had been hurt deeply by Y/N's actions and wasn't sure if he was ready to forgive her. But as she spoke, he could see the sincerity in her eyes and hear the regret in her voice. He was hesitant at first, unsure if he wanted to hear what she had to say, but eventually, he decided to give her a second chance. They started dating again, taking things slow this time. Bucky was cautious, not wanting to get hurt again, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful. They had their ups and downs, but they worked through their problems together. As the summer drew to a close, they started the new school year as a couple, and Bucky was excited to see where life would take them. He realized that Y/N had taught him how to love and trust again, and he was grateful for every moment they spent together.

Bucky couldn't believe it when Y/N showed up at his party. He had tried to forget about her, to move on, but every time he thought he was making progress, his thoughts would drift back to her. He had spent countless nights listening to sad songs and wallowing in self-pity, she lingered on him like a tattoed kiss, haunted all his what-ifs. he was left wondering how he could have been so stupid to let her go. And now, she was standing in front of him, looking just as beautiful as the day they had met.

Bucky was hesitant at first, unsure if he wanted to hear what Y/N had to say. He had been hurt deeply by her actions, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to forgive her. But as she spoke, he could see the sincerity in her eyes and hear the regret in her voice. She explained everything, how she was a stupid teenager who didn't know what she had until it was gone. Bucky listened to her intently, his eyes never leaving her face.

When she finished, there was a long silence between them. Bucky didn't know what to say, but he could see the fear in Y/N's eyes, the fear of rejection. He took a deep breath and spoke up, "Y/N, I forgive you. I've missed you so much." He meant it. He wanted to give her a second chance, to see if they could make it work.

They decided to start dating again, taking things slow this time. Bucky was cautious, not wanting to get hurt again, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful. They spent every moment they could together, trying to make up for lost time. They went on long walks, visited museums, and saw movies together. As the summer drew to a close, they both knew that they had to face the reality of going back to school. But for now, they were happy just being together.

As the days passed, Bucky found himself falling for Y/N all over again. He couldn't believe how much he had missed her and how empty his life had been without her. He was grateful that she had come back into his life, and he was determined not to make the same mistakes he had made before.

Bucky had always been a little guarded when it came to relationships. He had been hurt in the past, and he didn't want to go through that pain again. But with Y/N, it was different. He felt like he could be himself around her, and he knew that she understood him in a way that no one else ever had.

As the summer drew to a close, Bucky knew that they would have to face the reality of going back to school. He wasn't sure how things would work out once they were back in the real world, but he was willing to give it a try. He wanted to be with Y/N, no matter what.

And so they started the new school year as a couple, taking things slow and enjoying each other's company. They had their ups and downs, but they always worked through their problems together. Bucky had never been happier, and he knew that he had Y/N to thank for that.

Looking back, Bucky realized that the summer had been a turning point in his life. He had learned to let go of the past and to embrace the future. He had rediscovered love, and he had found a partner who he knew he could spend the rest of his life with. And it had all started with that one fateful night, when Y/N had shown up at his party and asked for a second chance.

Bucky knew that he was lucky to have Y/N in his life. She was the one who had taught him how to love again, how to trust again. He couldn't imagine his life without her, and he was grateful for every moment they spent together. He knew that they had a bright future ahead of them, and he was excited to see where life would take them.

A/N Steves Pov Coming next week!!!

[sweetdreamsbuck]

how am I meant to chose 😭😖

[ineffablemurderhusbands]

Here more fanfics written by me:

Take what you want, take what you can, take what you please (don't give a damn)

Bucky doesn't get the hint that you're into him, so you enlist the help of Matt Murdock, hoping that some jealousy will make him act.

Of course in the meantime you can throughfully enjoy Matt's... habilities.

Your body language speaks to me. (part 2 of the fic above, but can be read as a standalone)

As Matt Murdock and the reader drank too much on one of Tony's parties, Bucky offers to take them home.

It makes for an interesting car ride.

Tension in between us (I just wanna give in)

Reader thinks Joel hates her.

One day she finds out it isn't the case at all.

Mark my skin, mark my soul

As he watched Blackbeard get his back tattoed, Israel Hands looks back on the reason why he got his first tattoo, the x on his cheek and what it symbolizes for him.

[pandagirl45]

Pandagirl45 Bingo Space: N3-Free Space Pandagirl45 Tags: Winteriron, Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Guitar, Midnight meet up Rating: SFW Description: Bucky decided to be a casanova and go to Tony's mom's house to sing him something (let just say if Maria was alive). Tony is very excited about the late night visitor

He has his own surprise, that tatto is Stella of Moon, something, something boys in love

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

tatto artist bucky?! sign me the fuck up, i wanna know what he ends up designing on reader’s leg

Bucky leaned over his drawing board and growled. This was gonna be the hardest cover up he'd done in a while.

And he was less than thrilled. But. He had to try. Something. Anything. To try and give you back the confidence you should have. You were a pretty girl. And smart.

During the consultation, you'd asked a million questions. But they were the right ones. You wanted to know all about his experience and what he could do. And you managed to give him- not a lot about yourself. Neatly sidestepping questions that might have given away too much.

"Any luck?" Steve asked peering over his shoulder.

"I can work with foxes. And bluebonnets. what I can't figure out is how to work with the fucking thick ass lines to keep it from breaking through."

"Yikes- the fuck did he do to her?"

"Looks like he wanted that shit to hurt don't it?"

"And then some," Steve said frowning. "Christ."

Bucky rubbed the back of his neck, "Look Steve I-"

"Yeah yeah," Steve said helping himself to a soda out of the mini fridge. "Damsel in distress discount. I got it."

Bucky cringed, "This is gonna be a lot of work and I don't think she can afford it. Even after I take the deposit out."

"She must be a looker."

"And her car is older than I am."

[biteofcherry]

You know, irl I'm sceptical and rolling my eyes at the love at first sight, or even "deep interest at first sight," but I don't mind it at all in fic 😎 Especially not with Bucky 🫠

I mean, I get it from the Reader's side - seeing tattoed, hot Bucky in a suit would undoubtedly make me stare at him, unable to look away 🤭 If I get to see him out of clothes, I'm gonna be speechless and possibly faint, lol

All Dressed Up

Pairing: Biker!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Bucky visits a gallery to support his best friend and unexpectedly meets the girl of his dreams.

Word Count: Over 2.3k

Warnings: First meeting, mild dirty thoughts, instacrush, swearing, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: Okay, lovelies. A new AU. I'm sorry. @targaryenvampireslayer @tavners @starlightcrystalline @whisperlullaby @sgt-seabass @vesearlee , I feel like you all either heard me screech, encouraged, or helped me, and I appreciate you. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Edit by the beautiful @nixakimbo and divider by the incredible @firefly-graphics . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky didn’t dress up for most people since it wasn’t his style. He would do so for any of his brothers though, especially Steve. His best friend since childhood, and his club’s president, he always had a love and talent for drawing and painting. And after working his ass off on his exhibit it would’ve been a crime for the vice president not to show up.

Steve promised if there was ever a day when Bucky’s writing became published he’d be by his side to celebrate too. As much as they liked to give each other shit sometimes about art and how they created it, the support was there through and through. The only catch for tonight was that he had to dress nicely to get into the gallery. So, instead of the usual leather jacket or vest he wore and jeans, he went with a plain black suit and white button up shirt.

He refused to wear a tie since it wasn’t a wedding. He had to draw a line somewhere. No one paid him any mind though as they walked around the gallery, and he was more than fine with that. This wasn’t his night.

“You should be proud, punk,” Bucky said, looking over the art lining the large wall, each piece crafted with care.

“I am proud, jerk,” Steve smiled. He hadn’t worn a tie either, and it made Bucky feel a little better. “And you know you don’t have to stay the whole time.”

Bucky knew that. He also knew members and prospects would be trickling in and out throughout the evening. “Not needed at the bar tonight, so I can stay as long as I want. But I might cut out early since I see your face enough between that and the club.”

Steve chuckled. “Still haven’t sold the place, huh?”

The brunette sighed. It wasn’t the first time Steve asked if he was going to sell the bar to focus more on writing. “Where the hell would you all hang out if I sold the place?” He liked the bar. It wasn’t just a great hangout for the club, but for his other regulars, too.

“There are other bars,” Steve teased. He said that, but he loved the bar, too. “You know I just want you to-”

“Follow my compass. I know. You’ve said that so many…” He stopped talking when he saw an unexpected angel walk into the room.

Well, angel was the word that came to mind since you were wearing a white dress and the light over your head illuminated you like a halo. But as his eyes swept over you, he wondered if there was a bit of a devil in you. He wouldn’t mind bringing that side out of you if you gave him the chance.

And here he used to think love at first sight was bullshit.

“Hey. Do you know her?” Bucky subtly nodded in your direction as you spoke to another woman, jealousy flaring up for a second at the thought of his best friend knowing you and not telling him. And if you knew Steve, that was that before things even started. While the blonde didn’t have much game growing up, he came into his own after his growth spurt, and everyone adored or wanted him.

Steve shook his head. “No, I don’t,” he said, making Bucky’s shoulders slump in relief before his friend scrutinized him. “Jesus, are you eye fucking her? You are, aren’t you?”

Bucky wasn’t the least bit ashamed. “And I’ll keep doing it ‘til she looks at me,” he replied, wishing you’d at least spare him a glance and get a look at him in his nice suit. Maybe you weren’t into guys with tattoos and piercings, but he was certain he could change your mind if that was the case.

“How long has it been since you’ve been on a date?” Steve asked. “Just introduce yourself like a gentleman and see where that goes.”

“A couple of months? Something like that.” Tearing his gaze away to glance at his inked hands, he chuckled. “You think I’m a gentleman?”

He could be dangerous and downright dirty when the occasion called for it, but just because he rode a motorcycle and covered himself in tattoos and piercings didn’t mean he treated others poorly. He was raised better than that. Even with his ex-girlfriends, things never ended because he didn’t treat them well. They just weren’t the one.

“We both know you are. Sometimes,” Steve answered, smirking as a beat passed. “And she’s looking your way.”

Bucky’s head snapped up to find you looking right at him with a curious stare. You had the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. Which was nothing compared to your smile. It was like watching the sun slowly rise to meet the day.

Fuck, he was being sappy. You ruined him with a single stare, and he wanted to ruin you in return. Make it so you wouldn’t want another man.

You whispered something to the woman beside you before she nudged you forward and he realized Steve pushed him to move, too. It only took three more steps before he was right in front of you, the gentle smell of your sweet perfume filling his nostrils. Need slammed into his body as you smiled again, and he actually felt the blue of his eyes shrink as his pupils widened.

If Steve thought he was eye fucking you before…

“Hey,” he said, his voice raspier than usual.

“Hi,” you said. It was a voice he could listen to for hours and he wondered what it would sound like when you said his name.

“I’m Bucky.” He took a smaller step closer, trying his damnedest to block out any other man around him so you’d keep those pretty eyes on him.

You introduced yourself, too, and it was a name he would never forget. “I like your tattoos,” you added almost shyly. Almost.

If he had his way, you’d see the rest of them soon enough. “Thanks,” he smiled, holding one hand up to show you. “Dressed like this, I bet you think I’m part of the mob.” After getting dressed and adding the gold jewelry, even he thought for a split second he looked like a mobster.

“Are you or is that information I can’t be privy to?” you asked, making him chuckle. You didn’t skip a beat, and he liked that.

“Not part of the mob, but I am part of a motorcycle club,” he replied. He wore his patch with pride and that didn’t seem to scare you, which was good. “I also own a bar.” He didn’t know why added that part. You didn’t ask and he didn’t want to brag, but there he was.

“So, you ride a motorcycle, and you own a bar?” You glanced back at your friend to ask her, “Do you mind if I…”

“I’m good. You two talk,” your friend smiled, giving Bucky an encouraging wink. He looked back to find that Steve walked away, too.

You smiled as you faced Bucky again. “Well, I’m happy to hear more about either of those things if you have time.”

“Yeah.” A lopsided smile appeared before he could stop it. “I got time,” he said. All the time in the world.

Over the next hour, the two of you stayed close together and talked in between looking at Steve’s pieces. He told you he was there to support Steve and talked a little bit more about the bar he owned. A hole in the wall kind of place he fixed up. While he wasn’t a big drinker, he loved making them for his regulars, and his profession allowed him to get away with all the tattoos.

“I’ll have to stop by sometime,” you smiled before it faltered. “If that’s okay.”

He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but his heart raced, and he wanted to see you smile again. “I’ll hold you to that,” he teased. “What about you? What do you do for work?”

You told him that you were a blood bank nurse and still fairly new to the area. While you didn’t have too many friends nearby, you liked your neighborhood and the one friend you had made invited you to the gallery since she was an art enthusiast. You also let it slip that you were single upon your move here, which he was happy to hear since he was, too, but he didn’t miss the note of sadness in your voice.

He could help fix it if you were lonely.

“I’m not seeing anyone either,” he stated.

You raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “You don’t have an old lady?” His eyes went right to your lip when he bit it. “That is the correct term of endearment, right?”

“That’s right,” he said, his eyes soft. “Both of those things are right.”

You bit your lip again and he wasn’t sure if you were purposely trying to entice him, but now he wanted to bite your lip. “So, do you do anything for fun outside of riding and work?”

He almost groaned when you said “riding” and he had to shake his head to keep his mind from drifting. He couldn’t think of you being on his bike with your arms wrapped tight around him or you riding him or anything like that. “Well…”

He explained that he wrote a bit in his spare time outside of work and the club. It was a hobby mostly, but it would be a dream come true to get his work out there one day. If not, that was okay, too, because he had a decent life and didn’t need much. His bike, his brothers.

But to have an old lady…

“Maybe I could read…” you frowned when you saw the time. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how late it was. I should get going,” you said, disappointment filling both of you.

“Oh.” He scratched the back of his neck. The two of you were having a nice talk, and he hadn’t had a chance to ask about your hobbies yet. “It’s still kinda early. Do you really have to go?” he asked, realizing just how desperate he sounded. God, if the prospects could hear him right now… He just didn’t want the night to end.

“Yeah, I do. I’m actually working a blood drive tomorrow and could use the rest,” you said, smiling sadly. He felt like an ass for asking you to stay when you had work to do. “I don’t know if you’ve heard anything about it, but you’re welcome to stop by if you want to donate. I always have this fear that people won’t show, which I realize sounds ridiculous.”

Bucky mentally kicked his ass for not knowing about a local blood drive. He was usually more on top of those sorts of things. “Where’s it at?” You gave the location and time, which was all he needed. “I’ll be there,” he promised.

And every single club member would be there, too, if they knew what was good for them.

“Really?” you smiled, your hand bumping his when you turned to face him. “You’ll go?”

He let his fingers brush yours and he smiled to himself when he felt the light shiver. “Of course, doll.”

“Doll?” you giggled. He hoped he didn’t offend you. “I hope you show,” you added in a small voice, your gaze focused on the ground.

Frowning a bit, he wondered if you didn’t believe him. Did someone let you down before? “If I say I’ll be there…” He lifted your chin, so you’d look into his eyes. He needed you to see the truth in them. “I’ll be there.”

You exhaled, staring deeply into his eyes. “I’ll see you tomorrow then,” you whispered.

He grudgingly released you, knowing he had to. Besides, if he kept touching you, there was a good chance he’d pin you against the wall and show you what a work of art you were. “Good night,” he whispered, watching you go back to your friend. She linked her arm with yours as you glanced back, keeping your eyes on Bucky until you were out of sight.

He exhaled, mentally kicking his ass again. Why the fuck didn’t he ask for your number? You two hit it off, and you wanted to see him at least in some capacity beyond the blood drive, right?

Steve made a beeline for him as he stayed rooted to the spot. “It looks like you two hit it off. You know you didn’t even say hi to Chris or Sam or-”

“We’re going to a blood drive tomorrow,” he cut in. He hoped people would show, but he gave you his word he’d be there, and the club was all about giving back to the community.

The blonde’s eyebrows pinched. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Blood drive. Tomorrow. Everyone,” he said, giving his friend a hard stare. “You’re the president. Make it happen.”

“You’re the vice president, which means you supervise plans for club events or gatherings. That includes last minute things,” he pointed out, his eyebrows shooting up as Bucky got his phone out and typed quickly. “You’re serious about this?”

“Is it too much to say, ‘You better fucking be there or you’ll pay for it later’?”

The blonde grinned. A shit-eating, knowing grin, and he wanted to smack him. “This is all for her, isn’t it?”

Bucky sighed. He hadn't expected to meet someone so perfect tonight. “She’s a nurse and I wanna help. Besides, it’s good for the community and you’re all about that shit.” And he had to make a better impression after not asking for your number. “Will you at least promise you’ll be there?”

“To watch my whipped best friend fawn over a pretty nurse? Hell yeah.”

“Beautiful,” he corrected him. “She’s beautiful.”

And while Bucky would fawn over you tomorrow, he also hoped he’d get your number.

So, what do we think so far? Part of this writing style was slightly different for me, but I like how it turned out! I still need to give this reader a nickname and the AU a name, but this is a start. I can't wait for the whole club to show up at the blood drive. I also have something silly and cute planned for these two. ❤️ Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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[martinvampire]

Tiny Seb :')

[whotf-atemywaffles]

Cruel Summer

(High School!Au)

(Highschool!Au)Bucky Barnes xreader   (Highschool!Au)Steve Rodgersxreader

Summary: A story of love and friendship between Y/N, Bucky, and Steve. Y/N and Bucky's relationship hits a rough patch, but with the help of Steve, they are able to work things out and start dating again. Y/N apologizes for her mistakes and Bucky forgives her, leading to a summer of rediscovered love and happiness. The story highlights the importance of forgiveness, sacrifice, and the connections we make with others.

Steve had always been a loyal friend to both Y/N and Bucky. He had seen their relationship from the beginning, and he knew how much they cared for each other. But when things went wrong between them, he found himself caught in the middle.

As Y/N approached Bucky's house, Steve could see the nervousness in her eyes. He knew that she was going to apologize for what had happened between them, and he couldn't help but admire her bravery. He watched as she knocked on the door, and he waited in his car, not wanting to intrude on their conversation.

As he waited, Steve couldn't help but think about his own feelings for Y/N. He had always been attracted to her, but he knew that she only had eyes for Bucky. He had never acted on his feelings, knowing that it could ruin their friendship. But as he watched Y/N and Bucky together, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.

When Y/N came back to the car, Steve could see the sadness in her eyes. He offered her a ride home, and as they drove away from Bucky's house, he tried to comfort her. He knew that it wasn't easy for her to face Bucky, but he also knew that she had to try to make things right.

Over the next few weeks, Steve watched as Y/N tried to move on from Bucky. He knew that she was hurting, but he also knew that she was strong enough to get through it. He tried to be there for her as much as he could, but he also knew that he had to be careful not to overstep his bounds.

When Y/N and Bucky started dating again, Steve tried to be happy for them. He knew that they belonged together, even if it hurt him to see them together. He tried to keep his feelings to himself, not wanting to ruin their happiness.

As the new school year started, Steve watched as Y/N and Bucky navigated their relationship. He knew that it wouldn't be easy, but he also knew that they had what it took to make it work. He tried to be there for them as much as he could, but he also knew that he needed to give them space.

Looking back on that summer, Steve realized that Y/N had taught him a lot about love and friendship. He had always been a bit of a loner, but he had learned that it was okay to rely on others, to let them in. He had also learned that sometimes love meant letting go, even if it hurt.

As he watched Y/N and Bucky together, Steve couldn't help but feel a sense of peace. He knew that he would always have feelings for Y/N, but he also knew that he had to let her go. He was happy for them, and he knew that they would always be a part of his life.

In the end, Steve realized that love was about more than just one person. It was about the connections that you made with others, the memories that you shared. He was grateful for everything that Y/N and Bucky had taught him, and he knew that he would always cherish their friendship. He had learned that sometimes love meant sacrifice, and he was willing to make that sacrifice for the people he cared about.

Bucky couldn't believe it when Y/N showed up at his party. He had tried to forget about her, to move on, but every time he thought he was making progress, his thoughts would drift back to her. He had spent countless nights listening to sad songs and wallowing in self-pity, she lingered on him like a tattoed kiss, haunted all his what-ifs. he was left wondering how he could have been so stupid to let her go. And now, she was standing in front of him, looking just as beautiful as the day they had met.

Bucky was hesitant at first, unsure if he wanted to hear what Y/N had to say. He had been hurt deeply by her actions, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to forgive her. But as she spoke, he could see the sincerity in her eyes and hear the regret in her voice. She explained everything, how she was a stupid teenager who didn't know what she had until it was gone. Bucky listened to her intently, his eyes never leaving her face.

When she finished, there was a long silence between them. Bucky didn't know what to say, but he could see the fear in Y/N's eyes, the fear of rejection. He took a deep breath and spoke up, "Y/N, I forgive you. I've missed you so much." He meant it. He wanted to give her a second chance, to see if they could make it work.

They decided to start dating again, taking things slow this time. Bucky was cautious, not wanting to get hurt again, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful. They spent every moment they could together, trying to make up for lost time. They went on long walks, visited museums, and saw movies together. As the summer drew to a close, they both knew that they had to face the reality of going back to school. But for now, they were happy just being together.

As the days passed, Bucky found himself falling for Y/N all over again. He couldn't believe how much he had missed her and how empty his life had been without her. He was grateful that she had come back into his life, and he was determined not to make the same mistakes he had made before.

Bucky had always been a little guarded when it came to relationships. He had been hurt in the past, and he didn't want to go through that pain again. But with Y/N, it was different. He felt like he could be himself around her, and he knew that she understood him in a way that no one else ever had.

As the summer drew to a close, Bucky knew that they would have to face the reality of going back to school. He wasn't sure how things would work out once they were back in the real world, but he was willing to give it a try. He wanted to be with Y/N, no matter what.

And so they started the new school year as a couple, taking things slow and enjoying each other's company. They had their ups and downs, but they always worked through their problems together. Bucky had never been happier, and he knew that he had Y/N to thank for that.

Looking back, Bucky realized that the summer had been a turning point in his life. He had learned to let go of the past and to embrace the future. He had rediscovered love, and he had found a partner who he knew he could spend the rest of his life with. And it had all started with that one fateful night, when Y/N had shown up at his party and asked for a second chance.

Bucky knew that he was lucky to have Y/N in his life. She was the one who had taught him how to love again, how to trust again. He couldn't imagine his life without her, and he was grateful for every moment they spent together. He knew that they had a bright future ahead of them, and he was excited to see where life would take them.

“Bucky, I won't make assumptions about why you changed your homeroom during the school year, but i think it's because of me” you sighed after speaking to yourself in the mirror, it was summer now..

How could you fix what happened? What do you say? what would he say when he sees your face again? would he tell you to go and fuck yourself? you stayed silent, looking in the mirror, trying to find the words for an apology, “Bucky, one time i was riding on my skateboard when i passed your house, and it felt like i couldn't breathe'' No that's stuipd. he had heard the rumors from Tony, usually you can't believe a word he says, but this time, this time it was true. as you stared at yourself you couldn't help but try not to look yourself in the eye, you had hurt Bucky, deeply. You took a deep breath and tried to calm your nerves. You knew you had to face Bucky and apologize for what happened, even if it meant getting rejected. You couldn't keep avoiding him forever. It was time to face the music and hope for the best. What was the worst possible outcome? What if you told him it was just a summer Fling? You're only 17, none of you know anything, except you, you knew that you missed him.

Where did it all go wrong? Was it when his favorite song was playing from the farside of the gym, during the school semi-formal? and you were nowhere to be found because you saw him start to dance with a blonde girl from your calculus class? Or was it when you saw him at the party, and he was making out with someone else? It didn't matter now. What mattered was that you needed to talk to him and apologize. You couldn't let your pride get in the way of that. You took a deep breath, grabbed your skateboard, and headed to his house. It was time to face the music and hope for the best.

it was Late, and a friday night…when you got there bucky had been throwing a party, would he let you in? Or tell you to go fuck yourself? would he even want to see your face again? as you walked closer to his house steve drove passed you, he said “Hey, Y/N Need a ride?” smiling “Sure” you had replied not thinking about it even though Steve had been part of the reason you were in this position. Steve unlocked his car door and told you to get in. we drove, into the summer sunset, days turned to nights as you slept next to him, but dreaming of bucky. Eventually after you got back from your little getaway with Steve you started to walk to Bucky's house again once again. It was a Friday night…there was a party.

As you approached the party at Bucky's house, you could hear the music pumping and laughter coming from inside. Your heart raced as you knocked on the door, not knowing what to expect. When Bucky opened the door and saw you standing there, would he tell you to go fuck yourself? Lead you to the garden? Kiss you in front of all his stupid friends?

You took a deep breath and tried to steady your nerves as Bucky opened the door. His eyes widened in surprise at the sight of you, but before he could say anything, you spoke up. "Bucky, I know I hurt you and I'm so sorry. Can we talk?" He hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded and led you to a quieter area of the party.

Yeah, I showed up at your party. Would he have you? Will he love you? Will he kiss you on the porch In front of all his stupid friends? If he kissed you, will it be just like you dreamed of? Will it patch your broken wings? I'm only 17, I don't know anything But I know I miss you

You explained everything to him, how you were a stupid teenager who didn't know what she had until it was gone. Bucky listened to you intently, his eyes never leaving your face. When you finished, there was a long silence between you two, standing in your cardigan. You feared the worst, that he wasn't going to forgive you. But then he spoke up, "Y/N, I forgive you. I've missed you so much." You felt tears prick your eyes as you hugged him tightly, relieved that he was willing to give you a second chance.

a week later you decided to start dating again yet taking things slowly You spent every moment that you could with Bucky, trying to make up for lost time. You went on long walks, visited museums, and saw movies together. It felt like you were falling in love all over again. As the summer drew to a close, you both knew that you had to face the reality of going back to school.

[polifandom]

no bc imagine if the +1 was something like

(adding to @middlingmay idea on the comments)

*on a hot night at thorpe abbots, john laying shirtless on his bed while the boys hang out and gale showers

curt: and then he- wait, bucky, what's that?

bucky *looking around confused*: that what?

curt: on your chest

bucky *still confused*: a tattoo?

*everybody is looking at him now*

croz: is that buck's full ass government name?

bucky: yeah?

hambone: you have bucks name tattoed?

curt: when did you even get that?

john: i've had it for years.

douglass: you've had it for years? what?

john: you guys didn't notice? i"ve had it since, like, before our first anniversary.

curt: YOU GUYS ARE DATING?

buck *coming back from his shower, towel on his waist, hair dripping*: we're married.

everyone:

everyone: wHAT?

john: you guys didn't know?

so i’m working on a crack canon 5+1 based on this post, basically just buckies being completely obvious of the level of inapporpriate pda they’re putting out there

my ideas so far are

1 — there’s a meteor shower or just like a very beautiful night sky one night when they’re still at thorpe abbotts and everyone’s out in the field at night to admire it when suddenly someone points out buckies are laying a bit farther away from everyone else, buck’s head pillowed on bucky’s bicep and they’re just completely in their own world, giggling and whispering to each other while stargazing and point at the sky and the others are like … wait-

2 — they are playing footsie / eyefucking at dinner so intensly that curt has to pull the chair from under john to get his attention

3 — *at stalag*

buck: i think i’m getting sick

bucky: WHAT

buck: idk i think i have a fever ://

bucky: let me see *cursing under his breath, walks up to him, sits on his lap and presses his lips to his forehead*

everyone else: …

crank: there had to be another way to check

4 — *on the march* *gale introduces bucky to george*

george:

george: are you two wearing the same scarf?

*buck and bucky looking confused by the question, one big scard wrapped around both of their necks*: yeah?

hambone, under his breath: at least they’re not holding hands rn

bucky: HIS HANDS WERE COLD

5 — *back at base*

rosie: are you alrigt major

buck: yeah why

rosie: it looks like major egan fell asleep on you

buck: haha yeah he’s been having nightmares and this helps

rosie: it looks like he’s sucking on your neck

rosie:

rosie: and i think he has a hand in your pants

buck:

buck: what’s your point

idk if this is anything but i’m stuck on not knowing what the +1 would be, any ideas? 😭

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