#wakanda bucky headcanons

[shamelesslyshippingocxcanon]

Bucky x Reader: Wakanda

Let's face the fact that Wakanda Bucky is a dandere. He's soft and shy, and basically blushes if you talk to him

You'd be: A) This Wakandan person, whether native or adopted by SoMeOne, or B) You're this CIA agent who gets to tag along with Ross during the Wakanda-opens-up-to-the-world thing

cough cough that's the best thing to do with an OC shipped with Bucky cough cough

You're anyhow amazed at the place. It's not every day you see friendly rhinos, a black panther, a genius princess, and female warriors with Starbucks cups

I also headcanon that Okoye almost quit the Dora unless T'Challa made a Starbucks in Wakanda

And Bucky is on the list of amazing things

The first time he saw you, he was pretty sure he was hallucinating or something, you looked...different than the Wakandans he met

Shuri is the first one to catch one, you guys

"Oh! Y/n! Meet Bucky! He's this brainwashed ass-"

"Shuri!" He gets really flustered

"Y/n Y/n/l, work at CIA"

He vaguely might recall you from the area

"Pleased to meet you...Y/n"

He doesn't realize it's a crush till Steve and Natasha and Sam visit, they immediately start teasing (Nat and Sam) laughing randomly (Sam), and giving advice (Steve and Nat)

He shows up with small excuses like 'Um...Zazu the guy from the coffee shop said you missed the coffee break, and I got it for you' and 'Shuri said you have to go back to the lab...you want me to come with you?'

It's adorable

But one night you accidentally hear him while having a nightmare, you were walking outside peacefully. And you heard him, of course, you're a good person. So you went over and woke him up.

And of course, Bucky is god damned embarrassed, and he doesn't sleep with his arm and shirt on.

But you're more worried about him than the arm and the shirt, you ask him a bunch of questions

"Are you okay Bucky?"

"Yeah...I'm fine, I'm fine"

As you start to leave the blurts out if you could stay with him. Which makes you stop in your tracks. He curses himself for talking and tries to apologize.

But you accept to his surprise. Why wouldn't you?

He doesn't have to wake up all night. Best sleep ever, and you KINDA cuddle.

It would be an awesome moment to just...say you both really like each other

It slips away

But! He does come to you when he has nightmares, and you come to him with problems. Ending up spending so much time together.

He can't ask you out, not now, he's afraid of scaring you away, you're his whole world.

But you LOVE him, not like him.

Bucky and you start getting closer, hugs get a bit more common, and he actualy kisses you one time, on the forehead, a surprise for both

Shuri literally is going to die, she's gonna resort to stalking

"JUST KISS ALREADY YOU TWO!"

"But Shuri, we do."

"WAHTTT-"

"Platonically Shuri."

Also, headcanon that Ramonda adopted Bucky

At this point, every single person in Wakanda ships you two, even the goats seem determined to push you two tougher, literally.

"Which was this ass?"

"Uh...I think it's Rumlow...?"

"You named a goat after a HYDRA agent??"

"Rumlow was the first jerk I thought of."

Finally, he asked you out. T'Challa threw a massive party in the palace, Bucky steered away and bumped into you on the top floor of the palace you looked...amazing, as you always did though

So, he manages to get himself together before talking to you

He's still shy, and he's probably gonna ramble for a bit before getting to the point.

"I really like you- Actually...I think...I love you..."

Your brain takes a minute to process it, and he's already apologizing

"I mean, you really don't have to do anything, I just had to put it out there an-"

"It's okay. Cause...I love you too."

[livstarlight]

I don't know but the idea of Shuri and Bucky having that kind of bond where they wouldn't hesitate to drop everything to help and be there for the other is so precious to me.

Bucky being the type to ask how she has been doing, if she has been eating, sleeping, what has she been working on lately. Almost thinking of himself as a self appointed protector/big brother surrogate (even if Shuri doesn’t need protection and could most likely crash him in a blink if she wanted to now)

And Shuri loving the normalcy of spending time with him like one would with the fun uncle who comes to visit from time to time (even if above mentioned old uncle used to be a supersoldier killing machine she helped getting out of brainwashing and built a vibranium arm for) teasing him and trying to convince him to give up on his utter refusal to adapt to the modern world and use anything remotely newer than the 90s.

Add to the mix Namor being jealous of how close and familiar with each other they seem to be. Just livid because he can't wrap his mind around the fact of someone else. A foreigner, a white man. Being able to make Shuri smile and feel understood aside from him.

He has no idea they see themselves as just friends, borderline family on occasions. The annoying-affectionate type.

And also that what Shuri enjoys more than anything, is roasting the asbolutely living headlights out of Bucky, and him letting her get away with it, ("You do know that if you want something to happen between you two, you actually have to do more than stare until he gets the message and asks you out... these aren't the 40s anymore. People actually don't wait around for the other to start noticing they like them... and it’s not like you are getting any younger." "I just asked you to take a look at my arm, Shuri.") for his not so subtle growing crush for his flying partner.

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("By the way, who's shirtless guy with wings on his feet?"

"New ally. Temporary one hopefully."

"He has been glaring at me since the moment I stepped foot in here. Thought was gonna jump me when you said you wanted to show me something in your lab."

"He's more of a nuisance than anything, really. But we need him. Just ignore him, like I do."

"Right... does the nuinsance know that you want to be more than temporary allies?"

"What?"

"Don't you know that you should talk to people, instead of staring at them at council meetings..."

"I do not-"

"... and asking friends to come your lab in front of everyone as an excuse to just spite them?"

"Shut up, Bucky."

[oph3liatlou]

--- THE SHADOW WARRIOR series

CHAPTER THREE; Welcome to Wakanda

paring(s); recovering!buckybarnes x oc!victoriastark

warnings; none

word count; 1,180

proofread?; yes

summary; In the depths of Africa, the mysterious nation of Wakanda has reached out to the outside world for help. A mission has been set in place for Victoria Stark, to save Bucky Barnes - the former brainwashed assassin - from his past self. Can she rescue him from HYDRA's grips as the world watches and waits or, will he forever be lost to the shadows?

The Quinjet smoothly glides through the sky, taking you closer to your final destination.

"ETA to Wakanda is 3 hours and 57 minutes." Friday informs Victoria, "Would you like a beverage or snack?"

She slid her seat back, perching her feet on the dashboard - avoiding the buttons as she had already put the jet in autopilot. "Aw Friday, you spoil me."

The air in the Quinjet remains crisp and cool as you relax, your feet casually resting on the dashboard. Friday's voice, as ever, remains calm and measured. "I don't 'spoil' you Victoria," she responds, her tone tinged with a hint of gentle teasing. "I merely anticipate your needs as per my programming."

Victoria shakes her head with a laugh. "Always so humble too." She was always this sarcastic, even to AI.

"Ah, sarcasm..." Her voice carries a hint of dry wit. "A language more complex than any programming." There's a pause as if Friday's  pondering the nuances of human humor. "Tell me, should I add sarcasm to my repertoire? I could begin by making a dry comment about your shirt choice."

The hum of the Quinjet, your comfortable perch, and the banter with Friday make the journey seem less arduous.

Victoria scoffed. "What-" She was never surprised with banter, but when it was with an artificial intelligence it was a bit shocking. Realization hit her. "Did my dad update you this morning, just to sass me during the mission?"

There's a brief hesitation before Friday responds, a humorous inflection in her voice. "Ah, you have discovered my new subroutine. Indeed, Mr Stark added a bit of humor to my programming, with the specific purpose of 'sassing you' during the mission. He thought it might add 'a touch of entertainment' to potentially stressful situations."

She shook her head with a chuckle, leaning out towards the windshield to look at the clouds. "No stressful situations this mission, Friday." Victoria reassured. "I'll take a drink now, though."

The Quinjet continues its smooth journey, and the clouds outside the windshield float lazily by. Friday's voice fills the cabin as he responds to your request. "Certainly, Victoria," she says, a touch of humor still in her tone. "What beverage would you like? Coffee, tea, or perhaps something more... daring, like a 'Stark-tini'?"

"A what?" She questioned, playing with the air vents. "You totally just made that up."

"Ah, a 'Stark-tini.' It was Mr Stark's idea, of course." Friday responds with a touch of amusement. "It's a mix of vodka, rosemary-infused syrup, and a hint of lemon. Quite the concoction. However, I assure you, it is a real drink."

The hum of the vents matches the hum of the Quinjet, creating a constant white noise that fills the cabin. Victoria shook her head. "Sounds gross, buddy." With her tone, she sounded just like her father. "I'll take a coffee."

"A prudent choice, especially for someone operating under sleep deprivation." She states bluntly. "A cup of black coffee, coming right up."

The Quinjet's automatic dispenser whirs dutifully, filling a cup with steaming, black coffee. The smell of freshly brewed coffee fills the cabin. "I'm not sleep deprived!" She grunted. A robot hand comes to Victoria's side to hand her the coffee, before it's entire arm falls off. She stares at the ground with a sigh. "What are you doing?" She glanced back at the robot helper, definitely not as smart as Friday.

"Ah, pardon me," Friday interjects, noticing the robot's mishap. "It seems J.A.N.E. is struggling with stability."

Jane, a robotic companion known for her endearing clumsiness, struggles to pick up the fallen robotic arm. Her mechanical limbs move in an uncoordinated manner, attempting and failing to reattach the arm. The situation is both amusing and slightly chaotic.

Victoria sighs and gets up. She grabs the metal arm and holds it in place on the robot. Her hand glows a fiery orange colour - welding the arm back on with her fingers.

Victoria's fiery touch seamlessly reattaches the robotic arm back onto Jane's body. The heat of the welding creates a momentary hiss of steam before cooling, leaving behind a perfect joint. As the procedure completes, Jane's head swivels towards Victoria, tilting with a mix of gratitude and confusion.

Meanwhile, Friday, with her ever-present calm demeanor, adds, "Well, it appears Jane's balance has certainly improved. Perhaps fire welding is the secret to her stability, huh?" Though, Victoria shook her head. "The ball joint was loose." She explained, sitting back down in her chair. "How much longer now?"

"Jane's maintenance will be noted for future adjustments," Friday responds, her voice as steady as ever. "Currently, we have approximately 45 minutes until we reach Wakanda."

Victoria nods. "Cool, wake me up then." And with that, she put her legs back on the dashboard and closed her eyes.

As the 45 minutes elapse, Friday's voice gently breaks into the tranquility of the cabin.

"Ms Stark," she says softly, "we have reached our destination. We're in the airspace over Wakanda."

Victoria stirs and sits back up with a yawn. I could see the ground out the window now. "Are we in the clear to land?"

Friday responds firmly, "Yes, we're clear to land." 

The Quinjet gracefully descends, its engines whining softly as it prepares to touch down in the heart of Wakanda. Outside the window, the landscape unfolds, revealing lush greenery, towering mountains, and a high-tech city that blends seamlessly with its natural surroundings. The Quinjet comes to a soft landing on a designated platform, signifying the beginning of your mission.

The doors of the Quinjet opened, and Victoria stepped out - though she froze when the Dora Milaje pointed spears at her. "Uhm, you guys didn't get the memo?" She sassed.

The Dora Milaje, ever-vigilant and disciplined, held their spears tautly as they regarded Victoria's arrival. Their faces remained stoic, betraying no emotion. "Identify yourself," one of the Dora Milaje demanded, her tone unwavering. "And state your purpose here in Wakanda."

Victoria opened her arms as if it was supposed to be obvious. as to who she was. "Victoria Stark," She started. "I'm here on a sensitive mission, with Princess Shuri."

The words 'Stark' and 'Princess Shuri' seemed to have a profound effect on the Dora Milaje. Their expressions relaxed slightly, their spears lowering slightly. The mention of these names carried a different weight in Wakanda. "Follow us," the lead Dora Milaje commanded, her voice slightly softer than before. "We will escort you to Princess Shuri immediately."

Victoria followed hesitantly and shook her head, mumbling to Friday. "Nearly got killed before I got on the grass."

Victoria moves forward, following the Dora Milaje as they guide her through the beautiful landscape of Wakanda. Soon, she finds herself standing before a towering, high-tech building where Princess Shuri awaits her arrival.

[its-tortle]

how do you imagine Steve and Bucky's first kiss?

oh nonnie! what a wonderful thing to think about <3

(i think there are so so many scenarios for steve and bucky to have their first kiss, and every one is more wonderful than the last. i've read so many great takes on this, and i truly believe there is no right or wrong answer. those boys have such a long timeline and different headcanons or preferences can make their first kiss/getting together moment happen whenever on it. that flexibility is one of my favorite things about this ship!)

i think my personal favorite take on it is this: bucky was in love with steve pretty much the whole time, and steve spent far too long in the dark about the fact that he very much loved bucky back. his realization occurs sometime in the 21st century, probably after sam or nat point it out to him -- subtly or not. this could be during/shortly after catws, but i honestly like to think it was even later.

in my head, steve realizes it during the time bucky is in wakanda and he can't help the way he constantly checks bucky's vitals, and wants to call him every morning and every night. even when he's somewhere deep in hiding, running missions with the others in europe, he can't help the way he yearns to be back in wakanda watching bucky's smile rival the sun in brightness. sam and nat exchange looks, and wanda rolls her eyes. when steve tells them he might be in love with bucky, they can't even feign surprise.

and i don't think steve fears the feeling, or even necessary pines way too hard. somewhere deep down, he knows he and bucky are everything to each other, and he hopes that the way bucky's gazes linger sometime mean he isn't alone in his feelings. but he knows a confession shift would change their dynamic, and that is a bit scary, and more importantly, he knows bucky is still recovering. he prioritizes that over all, over his silly feelings, and he doesn't want to derail bucky's first independence in decades with his own selfishness. so, for a while, he says nothing. he just identifies that the heat he feels blossom behind his sternum at the thought of bucky is very much not platonic, and he wants to kiss the damn lights out of him.

until one day, he does. here's where i have no one (1) answer. it might be a dramatic, arm-swooping, passionate moment as soon as steve steps off of the quinjet after a harrowing mission. it might be a moment of sunset tenderness shared at the lake in wakanda. it might be a playful quip turned into a flirty challenge. hell, it might be a sexy there-was-only-one-bed and someone had a boner moment. but i like to think it was in wakanda. bonus if steve asks to kiss bucky first, because he won't rob him of this choice, too.

i like to think it happened when they finally found each other again. bucky is finally himself, and steve has lost him one too many times. he has a queer-friendly environment and excellent friends that knock some sense into him. bucky wasn't necessarily ever expecting steve to return the love -- he underestimated just how thick steve can be -- but he is obviously more than on board with the turn of events. wakanda is their honeymoon haven.

things that support this idea are content like my fics (1) (2) (3) (4) and my posts (1) (2), and also this fic, which is up there with my favorite stucky fics ever

[atiredblackwoman]

No one can convince me that Ross and Bucky fight over being the favorite colonizer nickname. I just feel it in my soul that they always try and on up each other to win at being the favorite colonizer.

[tllgrrl]

Battle Prep : White Wolf Headcanon by @tllgrrl aka Nefertiri Jones

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Bucky: “Where’s the fight?”

T’Challa: “It’s coming.”

“Okay…but, when is it coming?”

“Soon. Maybe tomorrow, or the day after. Don’t worry Ingcuka Emhlope. You’ll have plenty of time to test this new Vibranium arm—“

“Damn. I’m going to need to book an appointment at the Shop and get my hair right. Can’t be lookin’ like a bum on the battlefield.”

(It doesn’t take White Wolf long to find out he isn’t the only Wakandan warrior trying to book an appointment with their barber or hair stylist before the big battle.)

[shackleton2]

There's so many awesome thoughts about this right here ^ and in fanfic

Just reread The Curious Incident of the Gun in the Microwave Oven by morningwar (T) which is a ridiculously good post-WS fic in which Bucky and the Winter Soldier are a super intense case of Dissociative Identity Disorder that was subtly in evidence during the Howling Commando days.

I can't name all my faves that deal with how much his first captivity changed Bucky and whether it was the psychological origin of the Soldier, but I wanna also mention the awesome series that got me locked in to WS fandom: The Search for Bucky Barnes by Tyranusfan (gen). Along with lots of other cool excellently written stuff going on, the Winter Soldier in the process of recovering memories, circling Steve and Sam like a feral cat, and he asks Steve the question, "Did you know?" about how he was physically different after Zola. He's not angry or vindictive, he's genuinely curious because he can't remember everything from the War but he remembers some weird isolated incidents of combat skill and healing beyond what he was able to do before Kreischberg.

There would have had to have been something Steve could have noticed that might have convinced him to look harder for Bucky after the train. He doesn't sound that shocked or confused in the Winter Soldier movie in the van when he says that Zola's experiments must have made it possible for him to survive the fall. -And I don't mean this as Steve-bashing in the slightest!!! There are a million reasons why he might not have noticed! It was war, he was leading people for the first time, he was in his element being able to actually stand up to the bullies for the first time, something something Peggy something, not to mention Bucky being determined to keep it a secret from Steve and maybe from himself, too. And I feel like that multiple-possibilities thing is such awesome fertile ground for storytelling.

And I imagine however it happened and they remember it, that's a gnarly load of guilt for Steve to be carrying post-2014 :( I'm trying to write about him talking about it with Sam and I really want to do it justice.

[mrsbarnesblog]

Masterlist <3

Bucky Barnes

jersey - college! bucky barnes x reader

push him - avenger! bucky barnes x PR manager! reader

stay quiet for me - modern! bucky barnes x reader

little games - gamer! bucky barnes x reader

sandcastles - CEO! husband! bucky barnes x reader

new purchase - mob! bucky barnes x reader

firewood - lumberjack! bucky barnes x reader

i can't let you get hurt - brother's best friend! bucky barnes x reader

don't hide - mechanic! bucky barnes x reader

my everything - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

personal pillow - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

i trust you - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

you deserve the world - college! bucky barnes x reader

barbie - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

wakanda - avenger! bucky barnes x reader (part 2)

we could've done it earlier - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

night - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

snowman - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

Mattheo Riddle

for you - mattheo riddle x reader

dating mattheo headcanons

Rafe Cameron

girls' night - soft! rafe cameron x reader

social anxiety - rafe cameron x reader

meeting - rafe cameron x pregnant!reader

kicks - rafe cameron x pregnant!reader

vampire diaries - rafe cameron x reader

i need help - rafe cameron x reader

just a friend - bf!rafe cameron x reader

blanket - rafe cameron x reader

baby daddy - rafe cameron x reader

i am not the only one who saw that, right? - rafe cameron x reader

girls hitting on rafe - rafe cameron x reader

my girl - rafe cameron x reader

clothed in confidence - rafe cameron x baddie! reader

the “it” couple - rafe cameron x reader

first choice - rafe cameron x reader

just us - rafe cameron x pogue!reader

loyalty - rafe cameron x pogue!reader

cost of betrayal - rafe cameron x pogue!reader

P!Links

OBX boys

[rillils]

it's lowkey crazy how stucky will have me entertaining about a dozen contradictory headcanons all at once, like

they explored each other's bodies in their old shoebox apartment in brooklyn, two young things learning how to love in each other's arms. they never even kissed before wakanda. they were lovers during the war, stealing secret caresses and breathless i love you's in the darkness whenever they could. they first confessed their feelings post-catws, each thinking their love was unrequited - and surprised to learn that they were, in fact, loved back. they finally tied the knot in wakanda, after bucky got out of cryo, and lived happily ever after in the most unexpected of places: a farm - their farm. cacw never happened at all; one day, bucky showed up on steve's doorstep, with a few fragile memories and only one certainty he was holding onto (steve was everything to him), and now they're living in brooklyn, close to their old neighborhood, building a life together in the most unexpected of places: the future.

and they're all rotating in the blorbo microwave, all together, all the time

[navybrat817]

do u have a favourite bucky? like is it from the captain america movies, avengers series or like TFTWS? like personally which is "your" bucky and why?

It's so hard to pick a favorite, nonnie!

Backed into a corner, I'd probably choose Civil War Bucky.

I love the long hair and his beefy frame. Maybe a size kink thing for me, but one of the reasons I love that he's bigger is because I headcanon that he had freedom of sorts to make his own choices. HYDRA had fallen, he wasn't put back on the ice. He stayed under the radar, but he got to decide how much or how little he ate and exercised. So seeing him bulk up more from when we last saw him, I like to think he got to figure out again some of his likes, dislikes, and didn't have someone controlling the very privileges of being human.

And him wanting to go back under because he can trust his own mind? I'd wait forever for him.

I do love TFATWS!Bucky because we got to see him start to heal. I do have some cons with it (the therapist, for example), but loved him and Sam interacting and trying to adjust to this new world. I'm curious to see the shift to Thunderbolts.

Can I fix the Winter Soldier? Maybe.

Maybe it's selfish of me, but I wish we had more Wakanda and Endgame Bucky. Is that selfish?

But my perfect world would be all the various versions of Bucky in a reverse harem sort of deal. I think that's fair.

What about you, nonnie?

Love and thanks! ❤️

[lanabuckybarnes]

This is a little headcanon of how I believe Bucky got Alpine in my lil universe

Bucky’s treatment in Wakanda was almost up, he’d finally get to go back to the US and live out his retirement back in his hometown. He was pleased to go home, he missed the hustle and bustle of NYC but there was one thing here he'd miss most of all. His stray cat.

It was one hot day while he was out feeding his goats when a ball of white in the field caught his attention. Strange? That was never there before. Thinking that maybe one of his pregnant goats had given birth he paced forwards and crouched to inspect further.

It was then he came face to face with a tiny white cat with big blue eyes. The small feline was warm, unnaturally so, its white fur being cooked in the hot Wakandan sun. He couldn’t leave it to die.

The day after, once he’d made sure the cat was healthy and fed, it disappeared. He was a little sad but he understood, it looked like it had spent its entire life as a stray so it would’ve been extremely unsure around humans, he reasoned.

This day had been particularly rough, his treatment had gone slightly wrong and had made him ill. He’d just about managed to pull himself out of his small cot and cook some dinner.

Deciding that fresh air may be of some good, he sat by the river to eat his dinner listening to the flowing water and the birds flying through the air. He almost missed the small meow that came from his left side, it was the little white cat. It was more plump than he’d last seen it, its sapphire doll-like eyes staring at the cooked fish in his hand.

“Don’t look at me like that” he murmured, resisting the urge to give in to its demands. He was doing a good job until he wasn’t. The mass of white fur meowed again and reached up, placing an outstretched paw on his chest. He sighed in defeat, pulling some of the fish from the stick with his teeth and dropping it on the blanket he’d laid before.

“There we go” A rare smile crossed his face when the feline scarfed down the food, blinking up at him again for more.

“Come on now I don’t have much” but instead of begging anymore it rubbed itself up his left side, cuddling up next to his hip.

The cat never left him after that day, they became a sort of duo. Wherever Bucky was it was sure to follow. He even named it, little Alpine.

Bucky would miss the much bigger cat now that he was returning home. He didn’t want to take the cat from where it knew, fearing that it may do more harm than good.

The journey on the quinjet was long. Bucky, now with a new vibranium arm, dozed off once to the soothing thrum of the engines. When they had arrived Bucky was instantly shown to his room, where his bags had been taken before. What he didn’t expect amongst the small pile was a large ball of white fur.

“Alpine?” He questioned.

The cat jumped awake with a chirp at his voice, stretching its long body off the bed to the carpeted floor before rubbing itself on Bucky’s ankles.

Bucky never did find out how the cat got there, he guessed that it had something to do with a little statement Shuri had made before he left.

“You’ve named it, it’s yours now” She’d smiled at the burly figure with the snow-coloured cat in his lap.

He was happy he’d have a friend, albeit one who would steal his food and take up most of his bed.

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Definitely not posting this because all I have in the drafts is smut 👀

[yn-honeybun]

Let me back it up

MDNI (18+)

Hey guys it’s been awhile since I’ve written some fanfic and I recently watched Captain America: The Winter Soldier so I’m in the mood to write some Bucky x black!reader. (Post Wakanda Bucky)

Summary: You’re at your family reunion with Bucky. And although you guys have been together for years now, this is his first time at the “cookout”. And then someone plays a certain song and now your on the dance floor throwing it back.

Headcanons/drabble

This was the first family reunion/cookout you guys had in years. Everyone was so excited to finally be all together in one place. All the grandmas, aunties, and moms cooked while the uncles and grandpas set up the outdoor activities.

You and Bucky had been together for a couple of mouths now and he's meet your immediate family, but now it was time for him to meet the whole family. So far so good

Bucky was a little nervous to meet everyone.

Especially with his metal arm. He feared that everyone would look at him as if he was a monster

You explained it to your family that he was in the military and lost his arm during a mission gone wrong.

Everyone thanked him for his service🫡

That made him feel a bit better

At first he was very stiff and mostly stayed by your side.

Well that was until one of your auntie's called you over to help her in the kitchen. You gave him a quick peck on the cheek and remind him that if he needed you just to call you on your cell.

You'd check in on him ever so frequently and he began to warm up to everyone.

Then came the rush of kids on him and he was thriving.

He was all smiles as your cousins, nieces, and nephews climbed him like the monkey bars.

You threw a thumbs up at him once he looked up at you.

Some of your cousins started to braid his hair

That's when all of a sudden the music switched up and No Hands came on IYKYK. Almost as if a flip switched inside of you, you bolted to the mock dance floor. You started tearing it up. Everyone was gassing you up

Bucky walked over to try and find you

Then he saw you

He froze

Your ass was just bouncing all over the place

He was shocked

This was the first time you twerked in front him

Now of course you twerked before, but you were a bit too nervous to twerk in front of him I'm projecting

He had to adjust his “pants” a couple times while you were doing so.

Once the song was over you walked to him to check in on him.

"You alright babe?" You said noticing his uncomfortable face

" I don't know doll, you tell me" he said smirking then looking down at his piece.

You followed his gaze and gasped, "Well I guess we better do something about that, huh"

You took his hand and lead him to the bathroom, where you fixed his problem....🤭😏

[oph3liatlou]

--- THE SHADOW WARRIOR series

CHAPTER FOUR; James Buchanan Barnes

paring(s); recovering!buckybarnes x oc!victoriastark

warnings; light swearing, mental trauma.

word count; 1,600

proofread?; yes

summary; In the depths of Africa, the mysterious nation of Wakanda has reached out to the outside world for help. A mission has been set in place for Victoria Stark, to save Bucky Barnes - the former brainwashed assassin - from his past self. Can she rescue him from HYDRA's grips as the world watches and waits or, will he forever be lost to the shadows?

The high-tech building, a marvel of innovation and design, stands tall, housing the technological wonders of Wakanda. Princess Shuri, a young prodigy, stands by, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation. As Victoria is ushered into the presence of the Princess, the air is charged with anticipation.

"Welcome, Victoria Stark to Wakanda," Shuri greets, her voice carrying both warmth and a hint of intrigue. "I've been eager to meet Tony Stark's daughter."

Victoria nodded gently at her with a smile and nodded, holding out her hand gently to shake the Princess. "I'm glad I could come to help..."

Shuri accepts Victoria's handshake with a warm, firm grip. Her eyes gleam with a mix of curiosity and determination.

"Your father mentioned your unique abilities," Shuri states, her voice carrying a touch of awe. "Pyrokinetic abilities, correct? It's quite an intriguing power."

She nodded at Shuri. "Correct." Though, she wasn't about to tell the Princess that she never asked for the power - never wanted it. She just smiled gently.

Princess Shuri's eyes gleam with interest as she regards Victoria. "Pyrokinetics...an incredible ability, indeed."

She leads Victoria towards a high-tech laboratory, filled with cutting-edge equipment and advanced technologies. Inside, the air crackles with the scent of ozone and the hum of powerful machinery. Shuri leads her towards the main workstation, where a holographic display of a human brain is prominently displayed.

Victoria awed at the technology, mumbling to Friday. "Make notes."

"Noting advanced Wakandan tech for future research and analysis," Friday replies, her response a blend of excitement and practicality.

Princess Shuri observes Victoria's reaction, a small smile forming on her lips. The air is filled with palpable scientific wonder as the two women stand before the holographic display.

Victoria was smiling brightly at all of the technology. "Holy shit..." She whispered. She moved to touch the holographic brain and spun it gently. "I assume this is Mr Barnes'?"

Shuri, a proud guardian of Wakanda's advanced technologies, nodded in confirmation. "Yes, that is the neural pattern of Sergeant Barnes," she replies. Shuri's voice is tinged with a mix of concern and determination. "Wakandan scans have revealed traces of HYDRA's programming embedded deep within his consciousness."

Victoria nodded with understanding in her voice. "I can hook up Friday's main-frame to your technology." She suggested. 

Shuri, a sharp mind always open to new ideas, considers Victoria's suggestion with intrigue. "Hooking up Friday's main-frame to our systems could potentially bolster our efforts to purge HYDRA's programming. It would certainly provide us with a broader and deeper understanding of Sergeant Barnes's condition."

"Friday, show her what you can do." Friday, as instructed, springs into action. Holographic tendrils extend from the workstation, connecting to the surrounding computers and interfaces. The laboratory comes alive with a symphony of light and sound, as data streams and information cascades across the screens and holographs.

Shuri watches in awe, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and admiration. The melding of Friday's capabilities with the Wakandan technology paints a picture of profound technological harmony.

Victoria smiles, knowing Stark technology impressed Shuri - was an accomplishment. "Friday's integration with our systems is... impressive," Shuri observes, her voice tinged with admiration and surprise. "The data synchronization is nearly instantaneous."

With Friday's capabilities meshed with Wakandan technology, the lab takes on a new rhythm, merging the best of Stark innovation and Wakandan innovation. The prospect of their combined efforts in tackling the HYDRA programming seems more promising than ever.

"So," Victoria started. "When do I see him?"

Shuri regards Victoria with a mix of determination and understanding. "Soon. We're still gathering and analyzing comprehensive data on Sergeant Barnes's condition. Once we have a clearer picture, we can begin the process," she explains. "In the meantime, we can prepare the necessary resources and protocols for your involvement in the process."

Shuri's voice carries a touch of empathy as she continues, "We understand the importance of haste, but we also must ensure we proceed carefully and effectively to avoid any risks or harm to Sergeant Barnes." 

But despite Shuri's words, Victoria shook her head. "He needs a civil conversation - not more tests." She was very headstrong.

Shuri, acknowledging the validity of Victoria's approach, nods in understanding. "You're right. Sergeant Barnes needs more than just tests. He needs reassurance, understanding, and a sense of familiarity." She gestures towards a nearby room, which seems to be a more informal space.

"Why don't you go and speak to him? Your presence could be the very thing he needs right now," she suggests, her voice carrying a hint of empathy.

"Good." Victoria states.

As Shuri leads Victoria to the adjoining room, the atmosphere shifts from one of intellectual exploration to one of emotional connection. The room is simple yet comfortable, with a few soft chairs and a tranquil ambiance.

Inside the room, Bucky Barnes sits quietly, his gaze distant yet filled with a hint of recognition. The traces of HYDRA's programming are evident in the occasional flicker of his eyes and the mechanical stiffness of his movements.

The doors of the room hiss open, revealing Bucky's presence to Victoria. The Dora Milaje, ever vigilant, stand silently behind her, their eyes watchful but unthreatening.

Bucky's head turns slightly upon hearing the door, his eyes meeting Victoria's. There is a flicker of confusion, but also a hint of curiosity. His expression, stoic yet guarded, betrays a mix of apprehension and intrigue.

Victoria turns back to the Dora Milaje. She clears her throat. "It's alright, you can leave." She states, though she hears Friday in her ear, protesting.

The Dora Milaje, with their commitment to security and protocol, hesitate for a moment, exchanging a glance. However, they acknowledge Victoria's request and begin to make their exit. Their departure leaves the room in a hushed silence, filled only with the quiet hum of advanced technology.

Once the door hisses shut behind them, Victoria turns her attention back to Bucky, her voice carrying a blend of gentleness and curiosity.

She nods gently to Bucky, noticing the chair that was a few feet in front of him. The room looked like a normal bedroom and, was definitely better than chains he was used to. "May I sit?" She asked gently. It was up to him if he wanted to talk - and she wasn't about to take away his choices. 

Bucky gazes at Victoria, his expression shifting from a guarded aloofness to a hint of vulnerability and curiosity. He hesitates for a brief moment before nodding silently, granting her permission to sit. The chair, placed strategically a few feet away, serves as a symbol of both distance and potential proximity.

Victoria takes a seat, her movements calm and measured, maintaining a respectful distance between them.

"I'm Victoria Stark." She introduced herself gently, keeping her voice light. "Steve Rogers sent me, do you remember him?"

Bucky's expression softens further at the mention of Steve Rogers' name. A flicker of recognition passes through his eyes, as if a faint memory stirs within him. "Steve," he replies, his voice a gravelly whisper, tinged with a mix of longing and confusion. "Steve...of course, I remember."

The name "Steve" seems to touch a chord within Bucky, a touchstone to his pre-HYDRA past. 

Victoria smiled at the recognition on his face. "That's good."

Bucky, his eyes still on Victoria, studies her with a mixture of confusion and intrigue. "You say Steve sent you," he murmurs, his voice laced with a hint of suspicion. "Why? What does he want?" The connection to his past, his friendship with Steve, is both a source of strength and uncertainty for Bucky in the present.

She was glad that Bucky was talking more now, and she wasn't about to hide anything from him...that would just make things worse. "He wants to help you," She paused, choosing her words carefully. "I want to help you."

Bucky's expression remains guarded as he listens to Victoria's words. There's a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes, a desire to believe in her sincerity. He nods slightly, a silent acknowledgment.

"Help," Bucky whispers, his voice barely audible. "Why? Why would you want to help me?" 

"Because it's what good people do." She paused, still gentle. "Like how you helped Steve - even when you weren't in control."

Bucky's expression softens further, a hint of vulnerability and shame crossing his features. The mention of his actions under HYDRA's control seems to dig up a deep well of guilt and regret. "I..." he starts, his voice faltering. "I didn't have any control. They made me do those things." The torment of his past seems to weigh heavily on him, each memory like a fresh wound that threatens to reopen.

She nodded, her voice full of empathy. "I know." She stated, noticing the shift in his posture - he had clenched his jaw. "We don't have to talk about in if you don't want to. We can talk about whatever you want." Victoria continued. "And, if you want me to leave you alone - I can do that too."

Bucky seems to relax slightly at the understanding and acceptance in Victoria's voice. He nods silently, silently grateful for the offer to steer the conversation elsewhere. For a moment, he seems to grapple with internal battles, the weight of his memories still present.

"Tell me...about you," he finally says, his voice a low, quiet request. "Who are you?" His question carries a hint of curiosity and a desire to understand Victoria better.

Victoria knew she had to gain his trust, despite he own past. 

That meant re-living her own trauma...

[livstarlight]

Headcanon that once relations between Wakanda and Talokan are less strained and Namor's presence at alliance meetings or generally at court has become an habit, he starts noticing this random dude named Bucky who apparently he's a super human a century's old who just keeps showing up announced to visit and hang out and that everyone is usually glad to see, most of all Shuri, and Namor is so annoyed because they seem too friendly with each other and he starts being super creative in his mind about the many ways he could make his death look like an accident because he saw him once make Shuri laugh and that was the end of any sort of attempts of diplomacy for him

Bonus points if Bucky has no clue about what is going on and no energy to investigate, thinks Namor he's not that much weirder than the people he has to deal with every day of his life, except he is occasionally creeped out whenever he catches him glaring daggers at him especially when he is around Shuri maybe he should ask her what's the deal with h... oh

Double bonus points if everyone realized what is actually going on but no one moves a finger to interfere or correct him because Namor might be an ally but fucking with him is as good as an opportunity as it gets (also there is a bet going around on how long will it take him to finally snap and attempting to drown Bucky for merely even breathing in Shuri's direction, bet that Namora and Attuma joined in at some point)

Triple bonus points and kiss on the forehead if Shuri knows exactly what is happening but does nothing to stop this actually relishes in it because that smug bastard deserves a lesson from time to time he has had it too easy for more than 500 years and she is gonna make him work for it this time

[siancore]

hi!

i was wondering if you could recommend your fav sambucky fics you’ve written?

hope you’re well x

Hey there. Of course. I've loved everything I've written for them, but these ones are close to my heart for different reasons. A couple are current works in progress, the rest are complete. There's a bit of everything here. Thanks for asking!

First Time

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War Stories - 12/13 - M

A/N: This story begins with Sam and Bucky meeting again in Wakanda circa Infinity War right up to where we see them in The Falcon and The Winter Soldier. Stemming from my headcanon that Sam and Bucky had something going on between them before FATWS which is why there is tension between them in the show.

Summary: Sam stole another glance at Bucky as he used the bottom of his shirt to wipe sweat from his brow. Sam’s gaze fell on his toned, muscular body before he felt his own skin flush warm. He swallowed hard and reminded himself that he was there to help and time of was of the essence, not to ogle Steve’s old ass friend.

Bucky noticed Sam right away as the vehicles arrived. He wasn’t surprised that Steve’s friend would be out helping. He seemed like the type of man that would. He was a lot like their mutual friend in that way. He intrigued Bucky, just from the few but interesting interactions that had had. If Steve liked he guy and trusted him, Bucky could, too.

Ashes & Dreams - 5/6 - M

A/N: SamBucky time travel AU

Summary: It was a bad idea. Sam knew as much. His mission directive was clear: Travel back in time, go to the Stark Expo, and retrieve the stolen Wakandan artefact as a promise of goodwill and a way to make amends with a valued ally. He had finished the first half of his mission and secured the artefact, but he had not activated the Temporal Shift Device to return him to his own time. Curiosity had gotten the better of Sam. Curiosity and a yearning deep inside. He knew that there was a chance that he would see this other Bucky. He knew that if he set the Device to pick-up Bucky’s corporeal frequency, he would find him in the sea of people. The fact of the matter was, Sam missed Bucky. He missed his Bucky.

Feels Like Home - G

A/N: Written for SamBucky Summer Bingo. Square Fill: Coming Out

Summary: It was funny how belonging, and home was not necessarily linked to a place, but a person. As if home was linked more to the family you had instead of a house you all resided in. Bucky had not had a home in so long – in a whole lifetime, actually, but he wanted that. He yearned for it. Dreamed of it. So, he had packed up his belongings to leave the city that used to be his home so that he could be with his new family. He was ready to take that leap, to put one foot in front of the other on that journey, but there was one more thing he needed to do.

Fuck Valentine's Day - M

A/N: For @sambuckylibrary's SamBucky Valentine's Day Bingo

Summary: Sam and Bucky have an annual Anti-Valentine’s Day Movie Night where they eat junk food and watch crappy movies because Valentine’s Day is for suckers and schmucks and best spent with your friend doing the least-romantic shit possible. Too bad they’re both in love with one another...

Fireplace - T

A/N: Written for the @sambuckylibrary SamBucky Festive Season Bingo 2022

Summary: Sam Wilson is on a mission to find Bucky Barnes AKA The Winter Soldier. But it's cold and he is second guessing his own choices.

Afraid - E

Summary: Sam is so good for him, all breathless and beautiful. Sam is too good for him. He doesn’t want to hurt Sam. He doesn’t want to. But he might. He just might. If he keeps this up. If he keeps on giving Sam what he is begging for. What he wants. He might go too far. He might grasp onto Sam too tightly. Crushingly. He might not be able to let go. How can he? How can he relinquish this gift that Sam is giving him? How can he surrender? How?

Not Afraid - E

Summary: An intensity flames behind Bucky’s eyes and Sam knows he is holding back. That he is handling Sam with care. That his deft strokes, though sinking himself deeper, are measured. Careful. His blunt head strikes against Sam’s spot. Makes Sam’s limbs feel weightless. His weight, pressing against Sam. His hand, clenching tightly. Sam secretly wishes that Bucky will leave a mark, with teeth or nails or something else. A swift blow from his palm; a squeezing hand at his throat.

Strictly Professional - 4/4 - E

A/N: Wrote this because I need SamBucky porn stars in my life. Heads up, there's a Stucky sex scene, but it's professional and they're just pals - no romantic feelings etc. etc.

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an adult film star. He has booked a job with his sometime-scene partner, Steve Rogers’ friend as a favour to Steve. He checks out some of Sam Wilson’s work and finds himself attracted to the other man. Will he be able to keep it strictly professional when they begin to film together?

The Boys of Summer - 23/23 - M

Summary: Sam Wilson returns home to the small town he grew up in to complete his med school residency. He hasn’t been back for an extended amount of time since he left for college. While he only consistently kept in touch with childhood friend, Steve Rogers, he was keen to see the people he had grown up with. With the exception of Bucky Barnes. They had a falling out the summer before Sam left for college. What happened between them? Can they move past it now that they’re adults?

Deception - 22/22 - E

A/N: SamBucky DarkFic

Summary: That’s when he saw him, standing by the fucking ice sculpture: The most beautiful man he had ever laid eyes on.

Kisses Like Balm - T

Summary: Sam has a cold and Bucky takes care of him.

Happy SamBucky Reading!

[luna-rainbow]

" I’m convinced that Bucky going to therapy as a condition of his pardon was just a way for the government to monitor him, they don’t actually care about his mental health and well being"

i just read this on twitter and woah, i can't stop thinking about it now 😐😬

they just wanted to see where he was all the time

That’s actually been my headcanon for a long time. And whenever I’m writing anything with pardon-related therapy I almost always incorporate the idea that it’s a monitoring program and not actually a mental health program.

Part of it is that government entities haven’t ever treated Bucky right ever (except Wakanda since T’Challa is kinda head of government there). The other part is that Bucky’s therapy was so BS that, intentionally or not, it comes across more as a way of keeping an eye on him rather than doing anything for his mental health.

That being said, I do think it’s…worth exploring why Bucky doesn’t have any overt monitoring, ie he gets monitored via the psych program.

This is me going out on a limb here but - I can’t see Bucky advocating for himself that he doesn’t need monitoring. This is a guy who put himself under cryo willingly. That means someone else likely fought hard on his behalf to say he shouldn’t be monitored like on a parole program, and the compromise was this psych program which they couldn’t get Bucky out of because Bucky does have legitimate severe PTSD and may still have effects from his conditioning.

It might have been someone with too much optimism in the system, or who didn’t understand much about psych and thought “even bad therapy is better than no therapy” (which I don’t think I agree with).