summary: a fun picnic day at the park turned into something more.
pairings:bucky barnes x child!ocs, fem!reader x child!ocs, bucky barnes x fem!reader
warnings/tags: fluff, slight angst, bruises, harassment ?, crying, swearing – lmk if i missed any!
author’s note: guess who’s back? JKJK SJDJDJDJ i just needed something to cope with, after all the shit this week :) i’ll be gone again after this, sooooo
likes, reblogs and feedbacks are greatly appreciated! please, please let me know what you think!
“Do you guys want some ice cream?” Bucky hollered from his place on the picnic mat. The kids, who were running around and playing with their ball, suddenly stopped at the mention of ice cream.
“Yes, please! I want mango, please!”
“Strawbewwy, p’ease!”
The both of you chuckled as they continued playing.
“Alright, I’m coming with Dada because I really need to use the restroom, so please don’t wander too far!” You told them. “I’ll be quick!”
Both the kids agreed, but Nari accidentally kicked the ball too hard. They watched to see where the ball was going, not wanting to chase it and risk getting lost.
Thankfully, the ball didn’t roll too far. Only, it hit a man’s foot and they watched as he picked it up.
Niko immediately started walking towards the man to retrieve the ball, but Nari stopped him.
“Bean, no! We can’t talk to strangers!”
“But,” he pouted. “Ball …”
They held a staring contest for a few moments until Nari gave in, unable to say no to his brother’s sad face.
Niko cheered and immediately ran towards the man as Nari followed quickly.
The toddler’s excitement died down when the man suddenly looked at him, causing him to squeak out and hide behind Nari, who just caught up to him and was catching her breath.
When Nari finally calmed down, she looked up at the man with an apologetic look. “We’re sorry to bother you, mister,” she then looked at the ball in his hands. “Can we please have our ball back?”
Instead of answering, the man just dropped the ball in shock and stared at the young girl.
Confused, Nari went to pick the dropped ball up when the man suddenly knelt and held her arms. Immediately, Nari tried wriggling out of his grasp, while Niko hid behind her more, gripping her shirt tightly as his eyes welled up with tears.
“Are you–” the man choked up. “Are you really Nari?”
“Please let go!” She didn’t answer his question and tried to get away instead.
“Listen to me!” By now, both the kids were crying. “I’m your– your dad! Don’t you know me? I’m Papa Nate!”
At that, Nari froze.
“Ayi?” Niko whimpered, seeing his older sister not moving. He waited for a few moments, not listening to the man as he continued to talk.
When Nari finally snapped out of her trance, she immediately tried to get his hands off of him. “You’re not my dad!”
“Yes, I am! Listen to me! Your mom is lying to you! Whoever she tells you your dad is, he’s not, so–”
“DADA!” Niko finally screamed out, crying loudly, making his sister and the scary man to suddenly look at him.
Bucky, who was paying the vendor, snapped his head towards the direction of his voice and when he saw his kids in distress, he told the vendor to wait and immediately walked towards them.
You, only finishing your business in the bathroom, heard this as well and ran in the same direction as Bucky.
Nate’s grip went loose and Nari took this opportunity to get her and Niko as far away from the man as possible.
You and Bucky got to the kids and you both immediately started checking up on the kids, both wincing at the slight bruises that started forming on your eldest’s arms.
Once you made sure they were both okay, Bucky nodded at you and took the kids.
You smiled gratefully before standing up and facing the man, your smile dropping.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Nathaniel?” You didn’t give him the chance to answer. “Were you stalking us?”
“What? No!” He shook his head. “That’s not even the point here! You didn’t tell our kid about me?”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” You scoffed. “She’s my kid. She’s Bucky’s kid. You lost the right to even see her when you walked out of our lives that day, so no, I didn’t tell her about you.” He opened his mouth to speak, but you didn’t let him. “Don’t ever come near any of us again or I’m filing a restraining order against you. Do you understand?”
“But–”
“I said,” you interrupted loudly. “Do you understand?”
“Y-yes.”
“Good.”
And with that, you walked away, your priority now comforting your family.
—
It has been an hour since the incident and Nari still hasn’t uttered a word, but her bruises have been treated.
You put Niko down for a nap in your and Bucky’s room, while he and Nari were in the latter’s room, watching a movie in an attempt to get the girl’s off of what happened.
“Dada?” Nari spoke once the movie was over. Bucky hummed, so she took it as an opportunity to speak again. “Is he really my dad?”
Bucky didn’t speak at first. Nari thought he didn’t want to talk about it and was about to apologize when Bucky knelt in front of her.
“He is your dad by blood, bubba,” he started. “But I’ll always be your dada. No matter what happens, no matter what they say. I’ll be your dada for as long as you want me to be. Remember that, alright, bub?”
“Okay, dada.”
“Come give dada a hug then,” he smiled softly, making Nari smile as well as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
They didn’t let go of each other until Bucky felt her snuggle into him even more, a telltale sign of her being sleepy.
“You sleepy, bub?”
“Uh-huh.”
Bucky then laid on Nari’s bed with her still in his arms and she finally fell asleep, cuddling with the bestest dad in the world.
Bucky and Clint moved Aurora to her new home in the cell next to Arthur as promised.
Arthur chuckled at seeing Aurora unconscious as they brought her down the hall.
“What are you laughing at?” Clint asked with a smirk on his face, “you’re stuck here too.”
“I could hear her screaming. Who tortured the poor girl?”
“None of your fucking business,” Bucky replied.
“So it was you?” Arthur asked.
“I don’t do that anymore,” Bucky replied.
“Then it was your girlfriend. You plan to do the same to me?”
Clint slammed his hand on the glass, “Who the hell do you think you are? You think you can take control over worlds and worlds of people? For what? Power? Glory? Why?!”
“Because I hate the Avengers!” Arthur yelled, standing and staring Clint down, “I want to rid every world of you. That’s the only power I need.”
“Well, good luck with that from in there,” Bucky laughed.
“I’ll get out of here. I’ll find a way. Then I’ll find that device of Y/n’s and exact my revenge. I’ll carry out my plan. It may take some time, but I will prevail!”
“Arthur!”
Bucky and Clint turned to see Y/n standing a few feet behind them.
“Y/n? What are you…” Bucky started.
“You will never exact your plan. I have what you need right here,” she said, holding out her hand, revealing the device she had when she arrived.
“You see, there’s something you didn’t take into account, Arthur,” she began.
“Oh? And what exactly is that, my dear?” he smirked.
“Me.”
Y/n dropped the device on the ground and stomped on it with her heavy boot, causing it to shatter into microscopic pieces beneath it.
“NO!” Arthur screamed, rushing toward the glass, only to be electrocuted upon putting his hands on it.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Headlok,” Clint smirked.
—–—–
“Why did you do that, Y/n?” Bucky asked, walking after Y/n and grabbing her hand.
“It was the only way,” she replied.
“But, Y/n, you… you can never go home again.”
“Bucky, I… I was never going home. There’s nothing left there for me. This is my home now. A fresh start,” she explained, tears welling in her eyes, “It’s why I came here. Tony knew that when he let me leave.”
“Sweetheart,” Bucky whispered, caressing her cheek.
“It was always my plan, Buck. Always.”
“So what do we do now?”
“Well, I definitely need to tell Bruce what I did,” y/n laughed. “I don’t know how the Jolly Green Giant is going to take that.”
“No, Y/n. I mean us. What do we do, right now?”
“Sounds like you might have something in mind, honey,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“You have no idea, Doll,” he smiled, leaning in for a long, deep kiss.
“Get a room, please,” Clint said as he walked past the kissing couple.
—–—–
“You… smashed it?” Bruce asked.
“Stomped on it, but yeah. It’s dust,” Y/n explained.
“And here you thought you were the only one who smashed things,” Melinda said in her thick Australian accent.
“Stomped it? Really?” Bruce asked again.
“I know, I’m sorry, Bruce. I’m sure you wanted to study it and replicate it, but I couldn’t let him get his hands on it. I couldn’t take that chance. I’m so sorry.”
“I mean, I’d have loved to have studied it, especially so I could compare it to these,” Bruce said, opening a drawer in his desk to reveal the bracelets Tony had created for their mission.
“Bruce! You’ve been holding out on me!” Y/n said.
“I have not. You didn’t ask about them.”
“See! You can still go home!” Sam said.
“I…”
“She is home,” Wanda said, “This is where she is supposed to be.”
The team looked toward Wanda, then at Y/n.
“Yes, it is. I’m staying. That was always my plan.”
“Great! Then welcome to the team!” Sam said, giving Y/n a hug.
“See you in a few,” Y/n said, throwing the covers off and climbing out of bed.
—–—–
Clint slammed his hand on the table in front of Aurora, “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Nothing is wrong with me. You have your missions, I have mine,” she smiled.
“What do you want with Y/n and Bucky? What do you need them for?”
“Why would I tell you that?”
“Because that collar of yours doesn’t just kill your powers, Aurora,” he started, holding up a small remote, “I can hurt you with this. Use your power to tear you apart.”
He pressed the button and her body stiffened, her head snapping back. Y/n could see the electricity running through Aurora’s body.
“Woah,” Bucky said, “How’s that…”
“I designed that collar to completely disarm her so we could actually use her energy against her,” Bruce said.
“Wow,” Y/n replied, “Clint’s really letting her have it.”
“Yeah, well, she pissed him off,” Sam said.
“Stop!” Aurora screamed.
Clint let the button go and her body slumped forward in the chair as she panted, rolling her head forward.
“Something you want to tell me?” Clint asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I don’t really want to tell you anything, but I sure as hell don’t want to get electrocuted again.”
“Too bad, I really would have loved to do that again. Spill it.”
“Headlok. He wants to use Y/n’s technology to travel through the dimensions. He wants to team up with Thanos.”
“Tell me something I don’t already know, Aurora. Arthur’s already admitted all of this. Using Bucky as his muscle, killing Y/n, all of it. I need new information from you, or I’m going to turn this up a little higher.”
“He didn’t just want to kill Y/n. He wanted to have the Soldier destroy her, thus destroying himself. He wanted to send him spinning off the deep end so he’d never be able to come back. Then he’d take the Soldier along to destroy everyone – Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, even Thanos himself. The three of us would’ve been unstoppable. He wasn’t after world domination – he was after worlds domination. Plural. Any and all worlds and timelines that exist. He wanted to rule them all.”
“And then what? What do you think he would have done with you after that?”
“Bucky was to be my reward.”
Clint laughed, “You really think he was going to actually let you go? Just run off and play house with Bucky?”
“That was the agreement.”
“You think he’d have actually kept that agreement? Why? What makes you so special?”
“He can’t control me, and I can’t control him. But, I could kill him very easily. If he’d have fucked me over, I’d have turned him into molecules. He knows that.”
“So he would have let you go play house because you could actually kill him. Incredible self-preservation on his part.”
“So… what now?” Aurora asked.
There was a knock at the door, and Clint walked over to open it saying, “Now? Now you rot in a cell right next to your savior. You can spend the rest of your lives together.”
Bucky and Y/n walked into the room, staying close to the doorway.
“C’mon, Clint. Why don’t you just let me go? I’ll leave. I’ll go quietly.”
“Ha! No way. We’re too smart for that bullshit. No. You are going to sit in a cell for the rest of yoru natural born life with no powers and nothing but time.”
“You can’t do this to me!” she yelled, struggling against the cuffs and collar as Bucky and Y/n slowly stepped closer to her.
“We can do whatever we want to you. You’re a criminal… A villain,” Clint said, turning on his heel, walking toward the door. He stopped in front of Bucky and Y/n, smiling at Y/n as he handed Bucky the remote.”
“Go nuts, pal,” he said, brushing past them and closing the door behind him.
Bucky looked down at the remote in his hand, then up at Y/n.
“I… I can’t,” he said quietly, “I’m not that man anymore.”
Y/n smiled at him, “I know you’re not, Bucky. I know. Give it to me, honey.”
Bucky closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he handed the remote to Y/n. He kissed her cheek and walked out of the interrogation room, closign the door behind him.
“What… What are you doing?” Aurora asked, eyes wide.
“He may not be that man anymore, but I’m definitely ‘that bitch,’ and sweetheart, you’ve awoken the evil in me.”
“Y/n, please,” she squeaked, breath growing rapid, eyes welling with tears.
“This will only hurt a bit,” Y/n said, pressing the button.
Aurora’s screams echoed down the hallway as the rest of the team sat in the observation room eating pizza.
There was a knock on Bucky’s door, walking across the room to answer.
“Done already, doll?” he asked, smiling and opening the door
“Do you call all women doll, or just me?” Aurora asked.
“No. Just Y/n. What the hell do you want?” he spat out, glaring at her.
“Aww, I just wanna be friends, Bucky. C’mon, it could be really fun, you and me, getting chummy,” she said, leaning on the door frame, smirking at him.
“I have half a mind to slam this door right in your face, Aurora.”
“You’re right, Bucky. You do only have half a mind, don’t you? What happened to the other half?”
“Fuck off, Aurora,” he growled, starting to close the door.
“Bucky, c’mon. I just wanna be friends. Really, really good friends.”
“I don’t wanna be friends with you. You smell like trouble, Aurora. I want no part of that.”
“You’re smelling me too, Bucky? Seems a little forward, but…”
“I’m really not in the mood for your games, Aurora. I don’t trust you. I want you to leave me alone. You’re sniffing around the wrong guy.”
“Do you know the extent of my powers, Bucky? Hmm?”
“No. I don’t care either. So, Aurora, kindly fuck off,” Bucky said, slamming the door in her face, pushing her backward into the hallway.
Aurora’s eyes went white, and she began moving her arms to try to tear the door down with her power, but she was caught by two large hands.
“Don’t even think about it,” Bruce said, “I could tear you in half in a fraction of a second.”
The collar clamped around her neck, and her eyes flicked back to normal. She looked to her left to see Clint with an arrow trained on her head, and Y/n coming around the corner, eyes wild.
“You bitch!” she screamed, lunging at Aurora.
Sam caught her around the waist, “No, Y/n. Not like this. Not here.”
Y/n struggled against him. Bucky’s door flew open, and he caught her as she broke free from Sam.
“Y/n, sweetheart, no. It won’t make you feel any better,” he whispered into her ear as he held her back.
It finally struck her that Bucky was unharmed. Y/n looked him in the eyes and felt the tears begin to well up.
“Pfft - you’re gonna cry now? Mewling bit-”
Wanda punched Aurora square in the jaw, her eyes red, fist surrounded with energy.
“Wanda!” Y/n yelled; eye wide with shock.
“What? She pissed me off.”
A smile crept across Y/n’s face and she started to laugh.
“Don’t worry, I’ll carry her down to her cell,” Bruce said sarcastically.
“Oh, good! You’re taking out the trash,” Clint quipped, lowering his bow.
—–—–
“Holy shit,” Bucky said, sitting back in an office chair.
“Yeah. I finally put two and two together while I was interrogating Headlok. He didn’t have her chained up, that was for our benefit. He wanted us to trust her,” Y/n said, grabbing his hand, “I’m so sorry, Bucky.”
“For what? They played us all.”
“Not you,” Clint said, “You knew she was bad news.
“Well, I mean, my gut isn’t always right.”
“Well, it was this time,” Sam said.
“So, who’s going to interrogate her?” Y/n asked.
“Not you!” Sam and Bruce said in unison.
“Ha! I wasn’t suggesting me,” Y/n laughed.
“I’ll do it,” Wanda said, “I’m sure she’ll have plenty to say to me.”
“Wanda, you knocked her ass out. There’s no way she’s talking to you,” Sam said. “Clint and I will do it. We’re the only two who didn’t ruffle her feathers too much.”
“Dude, did you just make your own bird joke?” Bucky laughed.
“Shut up. C’mon, Clint. Let’s go talk to this crazy lady and see what we can get out of her.”
Sam and Clint walked out of the conference room toward the holding cells.
“Maybe you should get some rest, Y/n,” Bruce said, giving her that you poor thing smile.
“I’m not tired.”
“Y/n,” Wanda started.
“I’m fine, I just… I have too much energy right now. I won’t be able to sleep.”
“Come on, doll. Let’s go to the gym. You can take it out on a punching bag,” Bucky suggested, standing and pulling her up with him, leading her out of the room.
“The gym, Bucky?”
“Yes. The gym.”
“You don’t want a different kind of work out?”
“Ha! Of course I do, Y/n, but I also don’t want to hurt you if I get too rough,” he smiled, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
“Are you forgetting that I’m part Super Soldier too?” she replied, coy as a kitten.
“Sweetheart, you’re going to give me a heart attack!” he said, pulling her close, “Besides, it’s really hot when you beat the shit out of things. I wouldn’t mind seeing a bit of that first.”
“Okay, but let me put on my skimpiest, tightest workout clothes first,” she winked, giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
“Oh, you really are going to kill me, aren’t you?”
“Never,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck, “But I was afraid Aurora would.”
“Y/n. That crazy bitch couldn’t hurt me.”
“Bucky! She can use molecular acceleration to literally tear things apart! A strong enough concussive blast could kill any one of us! I…”
“Sweetheart. Calm down. She didn’t get that far because you’re smart and put it all together. You saved me, doll.”
“But what if I hadn’t? She was getting ready to do some damage.”
“She’d have ripped the door off the hinges, and I would have had time to react. Besides, we can’t play the ‘what if’ game. It’ll drive us crazy. Look at me, doll,” he said, lifting her chin with his finger. “It’s okay. That’s not what’s important now. I’m okay. You’re okay. We’re okay. I love you, Y/n. I’m not letting you go down this path.”
The tears that had been stinging her eyes finally fell.
“Bucky… I can’t lose you. It would kill me,” she sobbed into his chest.
“You didn’t, and I’m going to try my damnedest so you never will, sweetheart,” he said, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her in even tighter for a long hug.
“Can we just go to bed? Just hold each other?” she whispered.
Author’s Notes: This idea came from me watching “Indecent Proposal” with Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Robert Redford (because I love that movie… don’t judge!), and I thought to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome to do this with Bucky and Sam as the men in the story?!” So, I listened to that smart bitch and started writing!
Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!
Summary: You and your husband, Bucky, have a nice little bar together, and you sell real estate on the side. You’re happy, and business is booming… Until the pandemic hits. What can you do to keep yourselves from losing everything? Sam Wilson to the rescue… but what will it cost?
Bucky had a good night at work. It had been a month since they started stocking Tony’s beer, and people loved it. It was their best seller most nights. They hired another server, Natasha, a feisty red head who didn’t take shit from anyone. Clint was back to work from his cochlear implant surgery, shocked at how much he could really hear, and how much his hearing aid hadn’t always picked everything up.
You were finally able to focus more on your own career, only helping out in dire situations, which had only been once in the last month. You made your way downstairs, with a hankering for one of Clint’s delicious bacon cheeseburgers.
“Hey Clint!” you said.
“Y/n! Hungry? I got a burger and fries with your name on it! On me! Thank you again for giving me that extra time off to recover. I really appreciate it!”
“Clint, no problem at all! I see you’re doing okay? How are you adjusting?”
“Well, some new sounds to get used to that I couldn’t really hear before, but overall, I’m doing pretty damn good! So good, in fact, that I could hear you and Bucky going at it in the office earlier. You two are real horn balls.”
“Well, from what I hear, you and Natasha have been making out pretty hard when you think no one’s looking, so…”
“Fair enough. I’ll have your food ready in a few minutes. Go take a seat at the bar and I’ll bring it out myself when it’s done.”
“Thank you, Clint! I’m so glad you’re back.”
You walked into the bar area to see Tony and Pepper sitting at the opposite end, Bucky behind the bar laughing at something Tony said.
“There she is!” Pepper smiled, hopping off her chair to come and give you a hug.
“Hey, Pep! How are you?”
“Doing great! I just found out I’m pregnant!”
“Oh! Congratulations! That’s so exciting!” you said, jumping up and down, hugging her.
“Thank you! I know I have a long way to go, but I just can’t wait for this little one to be here.”
“Slow down, Pep. We have a nursery to build, childproofing to do.”
“I know, I know. Don’t get your undies in a bunch. There’s plenty of time.”
“We’re all set for our St. Patty’s Day celebration! Tony’s got a great Irish Stout for us,” Bucky said, leaning over the bar to give you a kiss.
“Nothing green, I hope,” you said with a smile.
“No, definitely not,” Tony said.
“Good! That makes me a happy camper. Did you remember to order the corned beef and everything, Bucky?”
“Yes, ma’am, I certainly did. I ordered a little more than last year. I want to make sure we don’t run out again. Plus, with this new beer of Tony’s, I think we’ll have a super packed house.”
“Yay! I’m so excited for this year. It’s going to be so fun!”
Clint walked through the kitchen door, bringing out your basket of food.
“Clint, this is Tony,” Bucky stated, “Clint makes the best damn food for miles! He actually makes our fries from scratch – nothing frozen when this guy’s around.”
“And don’t think I didn’t see that last bag of Sysco fries in the freezer, boss,” Clint laughed, wiping his hand in his apron, extending it to shake Tony’s hand.
“Nice to meet you, Clint,” Tony smiled. “I hear you can hear now.”
“Ha! Yes! I had hearing aids before, but I was starting to have some issues. I got cochlear implants, and I have to say, I’ve never heard better,” Clint said with a wry smile, looking at you.
You could feel your cheeks get hot, so you hid behind a huge bite of your burger.
“Oh! Clint! This is what I’ve been missing! Sooo good!”
“Thanks, boss! Can I get you guys anything?” he asked Tony and Pepper.
“I could go for a burger myself, that smells amazing!” Pepper said, looking at Tony.
“Eh, what the hell – make it two!”
“On us,” Bucky said, “I insist.”
“Well, if you insist,” Tony laughed, “who am I to say no?!”
After a nice afternoon chatting with Tony the Beer Baron and his wife, you went back up to your apartment to relax and take a bath.
As you soaked in your clawfoot tub, you heard the door creak open.
“What is it, my love?” you cooed, keeping your eyes closed.
“I brought you some wine, sweetheart,” Bucky said.
“Wine?”
You opened your eyes to see your husband holding a glass out to you, sipping on his own.
“What’s the occasion?” you asked, taking the glass from him with a smile.
“I’ve been crunching the numbers, and based on our projections, I think we can start looking at a second location this week. Wanna be my realtor?”
“Bucky! That’s great! I’m so excited. I’ve actually been looking at locations. I’ve got a few I can show you-”
“Doll, slow down. You look like you’re about to jump up out of the tub! You can show me later. Relax, that’s why you’re in there, isn’t it?”
“You’re right. I need to relax. But I’m so excited!”
He put the lid down and sat on the toilet next to you. Stretching out his legs, he gave you a big toothy grin, “I’m glad you’re excited. I am too. But the real question is, how are we going to have Clint cook at two locations simultaneously?”
“Ha! That’s a great question. Maybe he can train Peter. I think he’d follow the recipes exactly because he wouldn’t want to disappoint anyone, and he’s been asking if he can learn more in the kitchen. I think it’s a great opportunity for him.”
“That’s not a bad idea, Y/n. We can have Natasha manage the new location too.”
“Ohh… Clint might not like that,” you winced.
“I think he’d like his girlfriend getting a promotion.”
“She is the best choice. I can just see it all coming together.”
“Me too, doll. Me too. Now, you finish relaxing, and we’ll take a look at some places once you’re nice and pruney!”
“Deal!” you laughed, clinking your wine glasses together.
Author’s Notes: This idea came from me watching “Indecent Proposal” with Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Robert Redford (because I love that movie… don’t judge!), and I thought to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome to do this with Bucky and Sam as the men in the story?!” So, I listened to that smart bitch and started writing!
Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!
Summary: You and your husband, Bucky, have a nice little bar together, and you sell real estate on the side. You’re happy, and business is booming… Until the pandemic hits. What can you do to keep yourselves from losing everything? Sam Wilson to the rescue… but what will it cost?
Later that night, after the bar was closed and all the employees had gone home, Bucky made his way upstairs to the apartment, walking quietly through the living room, past the kitchen to the bathroom to take a shower. As much as he loved that bar, he hated the way he smelled by the end of the night.
He let the hot water trickle down his back, easing the tense muscles of his shoulders and back. He thought about what a partnership with Tony Stark could mean for them – extra free advertising among Tony’s friends, extra money coming in as a result of the extra customers that want to drink his beer.
The extra income would allow him to hire at least one more full-time staff member, which would give his beautiful wife plenty of time to realize her dream – finally. He knew you spent way too much time at the bar trying to save them money. Part of him thought that you’d still do that even if they had a full staff and you didn’t ever need to help out again.
He loved you so much, and he knew you loved him more than anything. He also knew that you put a lot of your own dreams on hold to help him realize his. He couldn’t wait for the day he didn’t need to see you filling in behind the bar, or in the kitchen, ever again. It meant that you were both doing exactly what you wanted in your lives, and you helped each other to get there.
He dried off, looking at his tired face in the mirror. He dried his long chestnut hair, and oiled up his beard – he wanted to make sure it was nice and soft just for you.
He walked down the hall, naked, and gently crawled into bed with you, his beautiful, smart, sexy wife.
“I love you, Y/n,” he whispered as he spooned up behind you.
“I love you too, Bucky,” you moaned softly, sleep thick in your voice
He kissed your neck, and nuzzled in for the night.
“Bucky! Babe! You up?” You said, walking into the apartment.
He groggily walked down the hall, boxer briefs on, hair a complete mess.
“Hey, Doll,” he croaked.
“Brought you Starbucks, Bucky,” you said, handing him a tall iced coffee.
“Mmm… you are the best, Y/n,” he said, taking the coffee and wrapping his arms around you.
“I showed a house today to that young pregnant couple. They fell in absolute love with the place, and I am meeting them tomorrow to sign the paperwork!!”
“Sweetheart! That’s amazing! I’m so proud of you!” he smiled, lifting you up off the ground, twirling you around.
“Bucky!” you giggled, leaning down to kiss his soft lips.
“Sounds like my baby needs a reward,” he said, kissing you back.
“What do you have in mind, my love?”
That damn sexy smirk was plastered on his face again, and you knew you were in trouble when he put you down on the kitchen island and you could feel his arousal on your thigh.
“Don’t you need to get to work, Bucky?”
“I’m sorry, I do believe my beautiful and successful wife needs my attention. Do you really want me to leave here, now, looking like this?” he said, looking down at his crotch.
“Yeah, you really can’t go down there looking like that. What can I do to help, baby?” you cooed in his ear, reaching down, pushing his underwear down, stroking his cock.
“I’m supposed to be rewarding you, Doll,” he breathed.
“You are rewarding me. You’re letting me do whatever I want to you, right baby?”
Bucky groaned, tilting his head back, breathing hard as you slipped off the counter top, falling to your knees in front of him. You licked up the underside of his cock, flicking the tip, making him shudder. You smiled before you opened your mouth to take him into it. You heard a hiss escape between his teeth as his fingers found their way to the back of your head, gently pulling your hair. He wasn’t trying to push you, he knew better, just encouraging you that you were making him feel good.
“Fuck, sweetheart. That mouth of yours – it’s gonna get you into trouble one day.”
You released him with a pop, smiling up at him, stroking him as he picked you up off of the floor and placed you back onto the counter.
“I wasn’t done yet, baby,” you whined.
“You don’t want me to fuck you on this counter?”
“Mmm… no, I do. I just wanted to have a little more fun first.”
“We can have more fun later. I want to feel myself inside you.”
He punctuated that last sentence with a hard thrust into you, making you moan loudly and wrap your legs around his waist.
“I love it when you don’t wear panties, Doll,” he breathed into your ear. He kissed your neck, down your clavicle, and between your breasts. His tongue made its way to your nipple, teasing and flicking it as he filled you up, thrusting hungrily into you.
“Bucky! Fuck! Baby… fuck, I love you so much!” You screamed, cumming hard as he continued to rail you on the counter.
“Fuck!” he growled, his hands on your hips, thrusting through your orgasm, chasing his own.
When he came, he grabbed your face and kissed you hard, his tongue massaging yours with fervor. You pulled him over on top of you as you laid back on the kitchen island, panting and moaning. His arms wrapped around you as his head rested on your chest, right over your heart.
“I love you so much, Y/n,” he said, moving to look up at you.
“Mmm… I love you too, Bucky,” you said, running your fingers through his hair.
Bucky and Y/n spent a year planning this day, and it had finally arrived.
Bucky was a nervous wreck, pacing back and forth in the “Groom Room” that Sam and Clint stocked with snacks and drinks.
“C’mon, man! You’ve gotta eat something so you don’t pass out when you exchange vows,” Clint said. “Trust me – eat something.”
“I can’t. Too nervous.”
“What are you nervous about? You’re a super soldier!” Sam teased.
“Saying the wrong thing, fucking up my vows, saying ‘fuck’ during the vows on accident.”
“Okay, that I get,” Sam laughed, “But so what if you do? It’s about you and Y/n… she’ll laugh it off and drop an F-bomb just to make you feel better.”
Bucky stopped pacing and smiled.
“You’re right about that. She definitely would do that.”
“Here - sandwich. Now,” Clint ordered.
“Alright, alright. Where’s our ring bearer?”
“Laura’s got him. Nathaniel’s getting a quick nap. He should be awake soon and rearing to go.”
“Good, good,” Bucky said with a mouth full of ham, cheese and bread.
“What do you think the girls are up to right now?” Sam asked.
“Makeup, hair, drinking champagne,” Clint said.
—–—–
“Y/n - you look beautiful!” Wanda said, helping to zip up the final few inches of the sparkling white dress.
“Like a princess!” Beth yelled.
“Aww! Thanks, Angel!” Y/n said, smiling at the six-year-old in her little tulle dress and tight ringlets, “So do you! Do you have your basket?”
“Yep!” she said, leaning down to pick up the white basket filled with flower petals.
“Perfect!”
“Knock, knock!”
“Mommy!” Beth smiled.
“Hi, sweetheart. How’s she been?”
“A perfect little angel,” Wanda said with a smile.
“Oh!” Nikki exclaimed, “Y/n - you look beautiful!”
“Thank you! I am so nervous!”
“About what?” Wanda asked, pouring some champagne.
“Saying the wrong thing, messing up my vows, say the ‘f’ word during my vows.”
“What’s the ‘f word’?” Beth chimed in.
“Fun!” Wanda said, giving her a sugar cookie.
“That would be weird,” Beth said, skipping over to sit and eat her cooking at the table in the corner.
“Let’s calm those nerves with a little bit of bubbly!” Wanda said, holding a glass out towards Y/n.
“Oh! I… I don’t think I should. I haven’t eaten much of anything today. I don’t want to pass out or trip walking down the aisle.
Y/n felt a tug on her skirt.
“Here, Y/n. You should have this,” Beth said, holding up a cookie.
“Oh, thank you, Angel!” Y/n said, crouching down to her level, taking the cookie and giving her a big hug.
“Finish that quickly, Y/n! It’s almost time!” Pepper said, squealing a little, “Clint is ready to walk you down the aisle, Nathaniel is up and ready to go, Sam is ready to walk with Wanda, and Bucky is making his way up to the front of the crowd under the arch.”
“Alright. Here goes nothing,” Y/n said, popping the last bit of cookie into her mouth, and taking a sip of water.
“Great! I will make sure Bruce in place. You look beautiful, Y/n. Bucky’s going to cry when he sees you,” Pepper said.
“Pepper - thank you. I couldn’t have done this without you,” Y/n smiled.
“My pleasure. I spent years planning big fancy parties. I was made for this!”
—–—–
Bruce and Bucky were standing up front, Bucky nervously adjusting his tie.
“You look fine, Bucky. Quit fiddling with that,” Bruce chuckled.
“Hey, thanks again for officiating, Bruce. I can’t think of anyone else I’d want to marry us.”
“It’s my pleasure. I was rooting for you two from day one,” he winked.
Bucky heard the music start and he snapped to attention, looking up to see Wanda and Sam rounding the corner, getting ready to make their way up the aisle. He smiled when he saw Nikki getting the kids ready to go, pinching Beth’s cheek to make her smile.
As Nathaniel and Beth got close to the front, Bucky heard Pepper’s voice say “Please stand,” and he took in a sharp breath. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He closed his eyes and slowly let out his breath.
“Oh!” he exclaimed quietly when he opened his eyes to see his beautiful bride being escorted down the aisle by Clint. He could feel the tears well up in his eyes.
“Bucky? You okay?” Beth whispered loudly.
“Yeah, sweetheart. I’m okay,” he laughed.
He couldn’t take his eyes off of Y/n. The white lace, flowers in her hair, very Bohemian-looking beautiful woman he was finally going to marry. Overwhelmed with happiness, a few tears slid down his cheeks.
He watched as she kissed Clint’s cheek and thanked him. Clint placed her hand in Bucky’s and smiled, moving to sit next to Laura in the front row, pulling Nathaniel up on his lap.
“Hey,” Y/n said with a smile.
“Hey, gorgeous,” he said back, squeezing her hands.
Bruce began speaking, but Bucky didn’t hear a word of it, he was so focused on the woman standing before him.
“Pay attention, honey,” Y/n whispered, giving his hands a little squeeze.
He smiled and blinked his eyes, tuning in on Bruce.
“…the love they share every day. Bucky and Y/n have prepared vows. Nathaniel, if you would bring up the rings.”
Nathaniel jumped off of Clint’s lap.
“Just like we practiced, okay, champ?” Clint said.
Nathaniel nodded his head and took the pillow with the two rings tied to it up to the happy couple.
“Bucky,” Bruce said.
Bucky took the ring from Nathaniel and placed it on Y/n’s finger.
“Y/n, I never thought that I would ever be standing in front of anyone getting married, until I met you. I thought I was too messed up, unlovable, and too much of a pain in the ass to ever find someone who would love me the way you do. I didn’t think I was capable of loving anyone the way I love you. You are my rock, my love, and my life. You’ve given my life meaning and purpose, and I will spend every minute of every day of the rest of my life showing you how much you mean to me. I love you more than words can say.”
Y/n squeezed his hands before wiping the tears from her eyes, and leaning down to take the ring from the Nathaniel, whispering a soft “Thank you,” to him, so he knew he could go sit down.
“Bucky. When I came here, my soul was broken. I had lost so much, and I thought I was beyond repair, but you proved me wrong. You have been my light in the darkness, my northern star, my soulmate. You have given me the love I have always wanted, and never thought I would have. I will spend the rest of my days trying my best to love you the way that you love me because you deserve that and so much more. I love you,” she said, her voice breaking at the end as she slipped the ring onto his finger.
“Bucky, do you take Y/n to be your partner, your lover, and your wife?”
“I do.”
“And, Y/n, do you take Bucky to be your partner, your lover, and your husband?”
“I do.”
“By the power vested in me by the State of New York, I pronounce you husband and wife.”
Y/n moved forward, grabbing Bucky’s face, and pulling him in for a long, sweet kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, and picked her up, twirling her around before breaking the kiss and setting her down.
—–—–
The reception went off without a hitch, and the party was in full swing. Bucky and Y/n ate the most delicious meal, followed by an amazing cannoli cake complements of Giovanni himself.
Sam brought over two glasses of champagne to the newlyweds, proposing a toast to a long life of love and laughter. Bucky noticed that Y/n barely took a sip.
“You okay, Doll?”
“Yeah, Bucky, I’m fine.”
“You’re not drinking?”
“No, not tonight.”
“Why not?” Sam asked.
“I, well, um…”
“C’mon, Y/n! Why the hell not?” Sam pushed.
“I’m pregnant!” she blurted out.
“What? Y/n! You’re… I’m gonna… oh holy shit!” Bucky stammered, a smile painted on his face.
“You’re going to be a daddy!” Sam said, hugging them both.
“I didn’t think today could get any better, Y/n. You’ve made me the happiest man on the face of the Earth!” he pulled her close and kissed her.
On the other side of the room, Bruce and Wanda looked toward the happy couple.
“She must have told him,” Wanda said.
“Must have. Wait… how did you know?” Bruce asked.
“I felt it weeks ago. I was helping her calm her nerves about the wedding, and I felt a second heartbeat. I didn’t tell her, so as far as you know, I know nothing. You got it?”
“I’ve got it,” Bruce said, smiling and waving at the couple.
Author’s Notes: This idea came from me watching “Indecent Proposal” with Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Robert Redford (because I love that movie… don’t judge!), and I thought to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome to do this with Bucky and Sam as the men in the story?!” So, I listened to that smart bitch and started writing!
Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!
Summary: You and your husband, Bucky, have a nice little bar together, and you sell real estate on the side. You’re happy, and business is booming… Until the pandemic hits. What can you do to keep yourselves from losing everything? Sam Wilson to the rescue… but what will it cost?
“What can I do for you, Mr. Stark?” Bucky said, shaking Tony’s hand.
“I’ve got two beers for you to try today, Barnes. I’m hoping you’d like at least one of them, and maybe we can do some business together.”
Tony Stark was a force to be reckoned with for sure. He came in once a month with a new beer or two for Bucky to try. He wanted to have his beer on tap in Bucky’s bar exclusively, but exclusivity meant he could demand a higher price for the product once it took off. It’s a tricky game to play, but could be beneficial to the bar.
“Stark, I hope you’ve got something good. It’s going to take something really great to knock one of these off the menu,” Bucky said, pointing to the 5 tappers next to them.
“I think I’ve got something you’ll like, and it’s not seasonal, it’s a year-round beer. I know how much you like your Guinness, and I bet I can beat their taste and their price. I call this ‘Billionaire Brew,’ and it’s a delightful dark porter with a hit of chocolate and a dash of peanut butter.”
“Peanut butter? I don’t know, Tony, that seems a little…”
“Just try it, Bucky. I promise, you’re going to love it,” he stated, pouring a little bit from a bottle.
“Alright, but you’ve got to pour one for Thor over there – he’s my biggest Guinness drinker, and he’d be devastated if we got rid of his favorite beer.”
“You got it. Heads up, blondie,” Tony said, sliding a glass down the bar.
Bucky took a sip, and raised his eyebrows, “Wow, Tony, that’s actually really damn good. What do you think, Thor?”
“This drink… I like it! But not better than Guinness. Maybe you can replace that seasonal one from Sam Adams for a taste test with the regulars?”
“Not a bad idea, Thor. How much for a half barrel, Tony? I’m not saying I’m committing here, but I do want to see what my patrons think. If Thor likes it, it’s pretty damn good.”
“Tell you what, I’ll give you a half barrel for free to test it out. You know I want to do business with you, so I’m willing to do this to get my beer in here, even if it’s just for a month.”
“What’s the catch, Tony?” you say, putting your arm around your husband’s shoulder.
“Y/n! Good to see you! You’re looking well,” he said, handing you a glass of his beer.
You take a sip, tasting the chocolate and peanut butter, “Mmm, it’s like a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup in a glass!”
“That’s what Pepper said too,” he smiled, “and there’s no catch. I’d just love to work with you guys. Your place is the local hot spot, and we’re neighbors.”
“And if we decide that we want to carry your beer in our bar, how much for a full barrel?” you asked, raising your eyebrow.
“I can give it to you for $45 a keg,” he said.
“Hmm, my wife said nothing over $40, didn’t you, honey?”
“Mmm, I sure did, baby. Maybe we can think it over. We’ll see how fast the half barrel goes. We may need to negotiate a little on that, Tony.”
“I’m all for a spirited debate. I’ll drop off that half barrel tomorrow morning. I can’t wait to see what your customers think.”
“Sounds like a plan, Tony. Thank you.”
Bucky and Tony shook hands, and Tony left the rest of the bottle for Thor to finish.
“I know what you’re thinking, doll,” Bucky said, putting his arm around her shoulder.
“Oh? And what’s that?” she asked.
“You don’t want this rich, arrogant asshole’s beer in our bar. I get it. But Doll, it’s really fucking good. And $45 is actually a damn good price.”
“This rich prick is doing this as a hobby because he’s bored. What happens when he’s bored making beer and moves onto the next project? He’s going to leave us high and dry; I just know it.”
“I hear you, but he’s a nice guy. And even you have to admit, this is really good shit. You can’t hold it against him because he’s rich… it was his dad’s money, and he’s trying to do something he loves with it.”
“Ugh, it’s really hard to argue with you when you’re being all logical,” you replied, nudging his nose with yours.
“That’s my girl,” he said, kissing you softly on the lips.
“Get a room!” Thor’s voice boomed.
“We have one, it’s upstairs,” you stated, “now, what can I get you to eat for lunch today, Thor?”
Six months had passed. Bobbi was fitting in great as the newest member of the team, and she was splitting her time between the lab and the field. Melinda stayed on in the lab to work with Bruce and Bobbi so Clint could go back to his family and get out of the lab where he felt the least comfortable.
Sam, Bucky and Y/n were out in the open area of the woods, working together with the shield. They found that they worked well together with it, and even though it was officially Sam’s, he didn’t mind sharing it with Y/n.
“I still can’t believe how light this thing is,” Y/n said, spinning and tossing it toward Sam.
“I know, right?” Sam replied, flipping in the air to catch it and toss it toward Bucky.
“Ha! After bitching about how heavy it was for so long,” Bucky snorted.
“Shut up, man!”
“Boys, that’s enough,” Y/n said in her best, stern “mom” voice.
“Sorry,” they said in unison.
“Alright,” Y/n chuckled, “How about we end this for today. I’m hungry!”
“I’m gonna keep working, you two go have fun,” Sam said, taking the shield from Bucky.
“What do you think, pizza, Doll?”
“You read my mind!”
“Let’s get cleaned up. I think we deserve a night out,” Bucky said.
“Best pizza in town?”
Best pizza in town!”
“Yay!” Y/n jumped up and down like a kid in a candy store, kissed Bucky on the cheek, and ran off toward the compound.
“She’s crazy,” Sam laughed.
“She is, but she’s mine,” Bucky said, smiling.
“Well go on! Run after her!”
“I’m giving her a head start. I’m still faster than she is.”
“And I bet that just kills her.”
“It does. See ya, Sam!” Bucky turned and ran after Y/n.
—–—–
Bucky and Y/n took the Harley into town for pizza at Giovanni’s.
“Y/n! James!” Giovanni smiled as Bucky held the door open for Y/n.
“Hi! How are you?” Y/n smiled, giving Giovanni a hug.
“Wonderful! Would you like the usual?”
“Absolutely,” Bucky said.
“Your table awaits! Sit, sit! I’ll get it started for you. So good to see you kids!” Giovanni said, walking back into the kitchen.
Y/n hears a soft giggle from behind the counter and smiles.
“Is that little Miss Elizabeth I hear?”
“Y/n!” Beth yelled as she popped up from her hiding place. She ran over to the table and hugged Y/n.
“Oh! I missed you, Angel!”
“I missed you too! Hi, James!”
“Hi, sweetheart. How are you?”
“Gooooooood!”
“Are you behaving for your mom?”
“Ummm… yes?”
“Ha! You wish, young lady!” Nikki chimed in, bringing a basket of cheese bread and two bottles of Peroni.
“Well… I’m trying,” Beth said, looking down at the floor.”
“Yes, you are,” Nikki said with a sigh.
“Miss Elizabeth, would you like to eat with us tonight?” Y/n asked.
“Can I, mommy? Please?!”
“Of course you can, sweetie. I’ll bring you some milk.”
“Yay!!” she yelled, scurrying over to her chair and pulling herself up. She grabbed both Bucky and Y/n’s hands and suddenly became very serious.
“Something wrong, Angel?” Y/n asked.
“I have a very serious question for you,” Beth replied, “Very. Serious.”
“Oh my,” Bucky said, stifling a laugh, “What is it, sweetheart?”
“Are you guys gonna get married? Can I be your flower girl?”
Bucky grabbed his beer and took a drink, leaving Y/n to answer this very serious, and slightly awkward question.
“Well, we haven’t talked about that yet, Angel, but when we do get married, you absolutely can be the flower girl.”
Bucky smiled and excused himself from the table.
“Going pee?” Beth asked.
“Yes, sweetie, I’m going pee,” he laughed.
“Elizabeth Angeline! Don’t ask such questions! It’s very rude,” Nikki scolded.
“Sorry. I’ll say sorry when he’s done peeing.”
“Y/n stifled her own laugh, and said, “Maybe you should say ‘going potty’ or ‘using the restroom’ instead, Angel.”
“Oh! Okay, I can do that.”
Nikki mouthed a silent “thank you” as she placed the pizza on the table.
“How many pieces would you like?” Y/n asked.
“Ummm… three!”
“Three! Wow! You must be very hungry!”
“She’s a growing girl,” Bucky said as he sat down.
“Sorry I said ‘pee’ before,” Beth said.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. Maybe just use a different word next time,” Bucky smiled, rubbing her little hand.
“Okay!” she said, digging into her food.
“Kids! So resilient,” he said, looking into Y/n’s eyes.
“And inquisitive,” she smiled back.
They ate their dinner together, laughing, talking about school and if Bucky or Y/n had ever seen a real-life unicorn or mermaid.
When they finished eating, Bucky got up to pay the bill, and Y/n helped Beth get cleaned up as usual. Hugs were exchanged between Beth, Bucky and Y/n, also as usual, and Nikki handed a bag over to Bucky, again, as usual. They said their good-byes, and Bucky opened the door for Y/n.
“Want to go to the park to eat these, Doll?”
“Yes! I was hoping we would. It’s such a beautiful night!”
Bucky smiled, put the bag of cannoli in the saddle bag, and helped Y/n onto the bike.
Y/n wrapped her arms around Bucky as they rode through the city. She took in the fresh summer air, wind whipping around them as they made their way to the park. She squeezed him tight as he turned off the bike.
“What’s that for?” he asked.
“Nothing. I’m just happy, Buck.”
“Me too, doll. Me too. C’mon, let’s go to our bench and dig into these!”
They walked hand in hand as they made their way to their favorite bench.
“I just love this spot, Bucky,” Y/n said as they sat down.
“Yeah? How come?”
“Even in my timeline, it’s just such a peaceful spot. The trees, the flowers, it’s all so perfect.”
Bucky smiled, tilting his head to the side, “Why don’t you grab yours first, I know how much you looooove these cannoli!”
Y/n grabbed the bag and opened it with gusto. She looked in the bag, as usual, deciding which one looked the most delicious, when something caught her eye.
“What the hell is that?” she wondered aloud.
Bucky took the bag and looked inside. He smiled and looked up at Y/n.
“Looks like a ring, doll.”
He reached into the bag, pulled out the cannoli with a beautiful ring resting on top. He moved to kneel down in front of her, holding the cannoli in one hand and hers in the other.
“I know it hasn’t been the smoothest road for us, and this may seem a little fast, but Y/n, sweetheart, I love you, and I want to spend the rest of our lives together. Will you marry me?”
Y/n cupped Bucky’s cheek with her free hand, tears in her eyes, and a smile on her face.
“Yes, Bucky. I love you too,” she said, leaning in for a kiss.
When they broke their kiss, Bucky placed the ring on her finger and wiped at his cheeks.
“Bucky, are you crying?”
“Of course! You said yes, and I’m happy!”
“You thought I’d say no?” Y/n asked as he sat back on the bench.
“To be honest, I wasn’t completely sure until earlier tonight.”
“What do you mean?”
“You said ‘when’ not ‘if’ we get married to Beth. That’s why I got up and ‘went to the bathroom,’” he explained with air quotes, “I knew you would say yes because you said ‘when,’ so I got up and went through the back door to the kitchen and asked Giovanni to put the ring on the cannoli. I had no idea Beth would ask us that, but I’m glad she did.”
“Me too, that kid is always one step ahead of us,” Y/n smiled, nuzzling into Bucky’s shoulder.
“She is, and now we already know who our flower girl will be.”
“Wait! If you didn’t know you were proposing…”
“Oh, I’ve had this ring for months, doll. I knew I’d propose one day, and I wanted to be ready when the opportunity presented itself.”
“You’ve been carrying this around with you?”
“Yep. Guess you need to work on your spy skills. Bobbi can help you with that. I can’t believe you didn’t notice that!”
Series Warnings: *18+*, Heavy Smut (see individual chapters for specifics), Age Gap (Reader is 40, Bucky is 25), Language, Heavy Angst, Fluff
Series Summary: You’re not looking for love, just a good time. Something casual. You know Bucky is not who he’s pretending to be, but neither are you. What starts off as a sinful game of cat and mouse slowly devolves into a battle of hearts, and someone’s bound to get hurt. But when the truth is aired and he says those three little words, is it enough to make you take a chance on love again, or will you run?
A/N: I keep making this fic longer and longer! Mostly plot in this one, not really any smut, and a little bit of angst that will resolve itself in the next chapter. We have one more chapter until we’re caught up to the beginning.
A/N/N: Just a reminder, this fic is **18+** ONLY, and NSFW. If you’re not 18, you shouldn’t be reading this. Title based on the song, Burn Bright by the Heavy. Dividers by @firefly-graphics.
Summary:Unsure about how sex works, Bucky trusts you enough to lose himself to you under the wakandan night sky.
Word count: 4714 (lmao)
Warnings:NSFW. 18+, MINORS DNI, SMUT, fluff, Bucky has one arm, unprotected sex, outdoor sex, p in v, oral sex (f and m receiving), face sitting, cum eating. Bucky cums… A lot. Bucky is SO in love. This is actually soft.
A/N:you guys…… this took forever to write it’s embarrassing kskdks (not to sell myself short but i dont even know if it’s good so I’m sorry abt that :s). It’s been a while since I’ve been able to write but I had this idea a while ago, inspired by Work Song by Hozier, and I had to finish it.
Please consider reblogging and/or leaving a comment if you enjoyed it <3
Watching the sun set had been beautiful, but the wakandan night sky was absolutely breathtaking. You’d never seen a sky so full of stars. There were so many and they were all so bright you didn’t even know where to look. And yet, with all that beauty in front of you, your gaze couldn’t help but wander to your left, where he was laying.
Oh my god I am so glad I carved out time to read this masterpiece. This was wonderful, every word of it. I’m a sucker for the soft stuff, and this was the perfect amount of it. Our sweet one armed Bucky doesn’t get enough love and you’ve done him justice!❤
thank you so much for reading and for your words!! I don’t see a lot of one arm Bucky fics and I wanted to give him some love
Summary: You and Bucky argue again, solving it the way you both know works best.
Pairing: Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Reader
Words:602
Warnings: language, toxic relationship/behaviour, violence (slapping), rough smut/sexy times. 18+ only. Please heed the warnings - if this makes you uncomfortable then click away. YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION.
Disclaimer: I do not give anyone permission to take, repost, copy or translate my stories, regardless of whether or not they are credited. This blog and all works associated with are 18+ only. Minors please do not interact or follow.
A/N: For my lovely mutual @slothspaghettiwrites because she begged so sweetly. Also, I’ve never written rockstar!Bucky before. I hate this, but out it goes.
Sex with Bucky is been much like his music - loud, messy and exciting.
Too bad he was a fucking asshole.
“You’re a massive bitch, you know that?”
“Says the guy who just throat punched his own manager.”
Bucky hisses as you drag your nails down his tatted back, the newest addition of black ink still sore to the touch. “Didn’t like the way he was lookin’ at you.”
➳ welcome to my little headcanon series; The Baby Diaries. here is where I’ll create headcanons for pregnancy/delivery/raising kids featuring some of the people i write about. if you have any ideas you want to see in this series as headcanons, send me an ask! i’d love to incorporate your ideas into it! :) until then, have fun reading & i hope you enjoy! I’m so excited
➳ It started right after your and Bucky’s honeymoon. You hadn’t been feeling well. Constantly fatigued, with no energy whatsoever, you were lucky if you kept water down. Bucky was of course worried.He had taken care of you the entire weekend, even going as far as skipping out on training and work so he could take care of you. He was holding you when you desired to be cuddled, using a cold compress for your neck to try and bring down nausea, and ensuring you were kept hydrated.
➳ “Bucky, am I dying?” You had asked him after you finished throwing up for what seemed like the millionth time. Bucky’s blue orbs pooled in yours as he worked to wipe away the bead of sweat that was collecting on your forehead. “No, Doll, I don’t think you’re dying,”He sighed, rubbing comforting circles into the muscles of your shoulders that throbbed from the number of times you had thrown up. “Should we go see a doctor?” He asked you in all seriousness.
➳ Well, rather than seeing a doctor in the hospital,you went to Bruce Banner. “Bruce, please, what could it be?” You asked him as you hopped up onto the exam table in the medical bay. Peering at you through his glasses, he chewed on his bottom lip. “What are your symptoms again?” He asked. You listed nausea, fatigue, mood swings, and a few others. Bruce sat there with his arms crossed, trying his hardest to fight off the smile. He knew that you and Bucky were freshly married and had returned a few weeks ago from your honeymoon.
➳ “This is a personal question… Oh, I’ll just say it. Y/N, it sounds like you may be pregnant,”Bruce concluded. You swore Bucky turned fifty shades of green.He stopped blinking, his hand reaching for yours. “Pregnant?” Bucky repeated the revelation. Bruce glanced between you and Bucky, trying his hardest not to laugh at your husband’s apparent look of shock.He nodded his head. “I can do a few more tests to see?” He suggested to which you quickly nodded your head. Once Bruce had conducted some, he said that the results would be back within a few minutes. During that time, Bucky finally spoke.
➳ “Doll, could you really be pregnant?” He asked. You smiled, rubbing your fingers over his flesh knuckles. “Honestly, it would explain a lot,” You sighed. Bucky gulped, knowing that you were correct. The sickness, the wave of emotions, the reason you squeaked when he grabbed you from behind and touched your breasts. He thought he had broken you for a split second until you informed him they just hurt.“If I am pregnant – are you okay?” You slowly turned your eyes up to him. He quickly looked down to meet your eyes, a soft smile erupting. “Of course, I will be…” He whispered, leaning his forehead against yours.
➳ It felt like a solid eternity before Bruce returned wearing a smile, hands folded in front of his body. “Congratulations, you are pregnant.” He announced. Drawing in a gasp, your hand flew up to cover your mouth. Bucky’s jaw was unhinged. Even though he had already confirmed it in his head, actually hearing it be said was an entirely different story. Your hand moved to rest on Bucky’s thigh as you slowly turned your eyes over to meet his gaze. “Bucky, did you hear that? We’re…Pregnant,”You whispered. Bucky’s head lolled over to meet your eyes. Without hesitation, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. Bruce smiled, leaving the two of you alone to soak in the news.
➳ Later on that night as you two were settled in for bed, Bucky had his head in your lap. “Doll, I’ve wanted to start a family with you – I just wasn’t expecting it to be this soon,”He laughed, picking up your hand. You giggled in response, raking your fingers through his dark brown locks. His eyes were zeroed in on your belly, his hand slowly shifting your t-shirt up so he could see your belly that would soon grow with a bump. “I know you can’t hear me yet, but I love you so much already.” He whispered, leaning forward to press his lips to your stomach. You knew you married a good man.
this is for a Bucky Barnes x female!reader. If anyone would like it changed to adoption instead of pregnancy or nonbinary!reader or male!reader, I can post that too. Xx
I would honestly have to say that I would die for dad!bucky
Now, in the early stages of your marriage, he’d totally see you with nieces, nephews, friends children and imagine your life together.
Like whenever you’d be at a family gathering or with Morgan or Clints kids, he would just be in a total state of awe.
Sam noticed it first, teasing his friend before Bucky finally admitted he wanted it.
The family.
The security
He wanted all of it.
So as soon as the two of you got home, he wanted to start trying for that baby, taking you to bed and not letting you go for hours.
You were just as on board, a little less than he was but just as enthusiastic, and couldn’t wait to have your own children running around the house.
Bucky would hold you in his arms, his hands brushing through your hair as you discussed the future
“Bucky,” You whispered as you leaned into his chest, feelings his hands brushing through your hair. “Yeah,” he mumbled, kissing your forehead as the two of you looked at each other.
“What would you name your child?” She asked. Bucky wasn’t expecting the question so he thought about it before answering, “Becky or Winnie, for my sister and mother. Or maybe if it was a boy, something to do with Steve. He saved me life more times than I could count,” he explained.
So when you kept getting those negative tests, every one was like a kick in the gut, like someone was telling Bucky that he wasn’t worthy of having this family.
But one morning you didn’t feel so great, and not wanting to get your hopes up, you thought it was just a flu.
Bucky, on the other hand, thought you should get a test done just in case. So you reluctantly decided to do it.
And you sobbed on the floor of the bathroom when you saw three pregnancy tests all saying the same thing.
Positive
He was overjoyed when he found out, holding you in his arms and whispering thank yous.
When you got the news officially from the doctor, you were both full of happiness and Bucky didn’t think he could love you anymore.
The entire avengers facility was full of joy when they found out that the two of you were expecting a baby, Tony instantly taking you of the rosters for missions.
Everyone was ready to be the fun uncle and aunt, Nat and Sam having constant arguments over who was the coolest out of the two of them.
At the baby shower, you didn’t really care about the gender. You just wanted them to be okay and healthy.
But Tony pushed for the party, inviting all the avengers and watching as you and Bucky popped the baloons.
When he saw the little pink ribbons falling from them, Bucky swept you up in his arms before kneeling down to kiss your stomach.
“Hey baby girl,” he whispered as his hands cradled the bump that was very obvious to everyone now, “You’re gonna be just as brave and brilliant as your mummy aren’t you?”
You couldn’t believe this, your heart filled with joy as it all became real, as everything became just as you wanted. Bucky stood up, holding your face in his hands and pulling your lips against his. “I love you,” he whispered and you chuckled, whispering it back.
Sometimes Bucky would be worried about whether he’d be a good father but you were sure that he was.
When you finally went into labour, he went into immediate dad mode and had to help you throughout all of it.
“One more push please ma'am,” the nurse asked as she knelt down, “We can see the head now,”
You just sobbed throughout it, hand clamped in bucky’s as you glared at him, the pain overwhelming. “I’m so proud of you baby, come on, just one more,” he cooed and you let out a scream.
The room was silent as they looked at the baby in the nurses arms. “Why isn’t he crying!” You asked, heart pounding in your chest as you and Bucky shared anxious looks.
But all that worry dissipated when you heard that loud crying from your baby girl who was clearly loving the drama and the stress she was putting her parents through. You just let out a sigh of relief, glad she was here.
You decided to name her Rebecca Natasha Barnes, after his sister and your best friend.
Bucky didn’t want to hold his baby girl to start off with. But when you had fallen asleep, he was hesitant to pick his baby girl up.
But when she was looking up at him with those doe eyes, he held her against his bare chest, holding her gently as he sat down next to you.
He would whisper sweet things about how he was never going to let anything hurt his little girl. Never.
When you two went back to the Avengers compound, everyone instantly fell in love with Becca Barnes.
He would watch you and her constantly whenever you were together. He loved the family that he had managed to have.
So when she began to babble about nonsense, he kept trying to coerce her into saying his name first.
“Come on baby, say dada” he said as he knelt in front of the high chair, the rest of the a Avengers watched the big strong Winter Soldier being turned into a soft man by his daughter.
You chuckled, leaning against the counter as you watched Bucky. Becca babbled for a second, reaching her hands out, “Red,” she babbled out and everyone turned to look at Natasha.
“Yeah, the kid knows her auntie,” she said with a huge smile on her face as she looked at the little girl who was giggling at her fathers horrified expression.
Even despite the fact that their child’s first word was about Natasha - presumably - the kid lived her dad more than anything.
As she grew into a little two year old, she would often try to fiddle with Buckys metal arm, laughing whenever she felt the cold metal.
One day, as they watched the 7 year old Morgan play with the small toddler, Bucky leaned into his wife, kissing her gently.
“I want another one,” You said and he chuckled, not even shocked because he was thinking the same thing too. “Lets start as soon as possible,” he whispered as he pulled you in for that bruising kiss you didn’t know you had missed.
With this pregnancy, it didn’t take as long to coercive but the actually pregnancy itself was a lot harder.
You were tired all the time and Becca was so interested in your pregnancy and it was hard to keep up with everything.
Bucky would try to keep her busy, knowing how tired you were. He presumed it was because this one had inherited more of his super soldier strength.
The Avengers loved looking after Becca whenever the two of you went to appointments and she loved spending time with them.
This time, you went into early labour and everyone freaked out, Bucky being taken away as you were rushed in for an emergency c-section.
He couldn’t stop pacing back and forth as he waited, Steve actually having to come and calm him down.
So when he was allowed in to see you, despite your tired and exhausted disposition. He was overjoyed to see you holding the baby boy against your chest.
James Steven Barnes. The brilliant little boy that he had been able to meet.
He was was more of a handful growing up. He was just as crazy as his dad and would love to run around and cause as much chaos as possible.
You couldn’t keep up with any of his super human strengths because even as a growing child, he was able to do more than any other kid in his class.
Every Christmas, the four of you would go to Tonys cabin with the others and the whole Avengers compound would spend the whole Christmas together with all the kids and all the adults partying all new years eve.
When Becca was 7 and James was 5, you hadn’t expected to see that test read positive. Not once, not twice, three times.
So when they went to the doctors and found out that you were pregnant again.
Once again, smooth sailing, the kids were delighted to have another sibling on the way but you and Bucky were sure this was the limit. Three was already a handful of children.
At least that was until you found out it was twins. Twins for heavens sake, how could this have happened?
So when the twins were born, in good health might I add, Bucky and the kids were once again overjoyed.
Grant Buchanan Barnes and his twin sister older than him by 6 minutes, Winifred Peggy Barnes.
Natasha loved Winnie instantly, knowing that this girl was going to be just like you.
“Shes so sweet,” Nat said as she held the girl in her arms, watching as the little girl reached out and grasped her hair, pulling on it, “Just as fiesty as you,”
Bucky was the ultimate dad. He would go to every sport with them, coaching the girls soccer team.
The mums lived that. You’d always glare slightly when the women would fawn over your husband, trying to seduce him.
But he ignored that. What he didn’t ignore was whenever James’ friends called you a hot mum. That annoyed him.
As they grew up, he wanted to remember every single thing that happened in your lives, constantly taking photos.
He was also very overprotective and constantly looked after them to make sure that everyone was okay.
So when his daughter got a boyfriend, he was very, very overprotective.
“Whos that?” Bucky asked one day after school as he stood at the door, watching as the 15 year old Becca.
“Who are you talking about dad?” She questioned back and he knew she had the same way of avoiding questions just like you.
“The boy,” he said and you tried to stop him, “Buck,”. He shook his head, “No, a boy just dropped my baby girl home from school, who is he?” He asked, raising an eyebrow and staring at her. One that thing that girl had was the ability to stare back, the two in stalemate.
“I’ve got homework to do,” she said before walking off, ignoring the question.
The idea that his children were growing up scared him. James was the best on his team at only 13 and the 8 year old twins were the biggest pranksters he’d ever met, picking up too many tricks from uncle Sam.
He loved his children more than anything in the world, and that was something you loved him for as well.
Because for once in his life, he’d done something good. He’d done something really good.
Yeah, that’s my first headcanon. It wasn’t supposed to be so long but yeah.
