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Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: Bucky and Steve brand their best girl. Word Count: Over 6.6k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), spitroasting, threesome, dirty talk, tension, possessive behavior, porn with feels (it’s me, c’mon), tattooed Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers (they’re warnings, okay?) A/N: Welcome back to my tattoo AU! Have you missed them? I know I have! Beta read by the wonderful @whisperlullaby but any and all mistakes are my own. Thank you, lovely! Banner created by yours truly, but Bucky and Steve photos were provided by the talented @nix-akimbo ! This AU wouldn’t exist without them. Divider by the beautiful @firefly-graphics and banners by the lovely @vase-of-lilies. And thanks to @lookiamtryingand@drabblewithfrannybarnes for our new reader nickname.
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It was a beautiful day as you sat between Bucky and Steve in Thor’s truck, gazing through the windshield as the three of you drove through town. The boys had just finished setting up your new dining room table and Thor was kind enough to let them use his truck to pick it up and deliver it from the store. Ever since you moved into their place, they had done everything in their power to make the place more like your own. That included upgrading some of the furniture, which you tried to talk them out of in the beginning. You didn’t want them turning their home upside down for you. They, of course, argued that it was your home now, too.
NAVYYYY I’m a mess right now! In more ways than one but I feel like that’s to be expected with your stories hehe. I love this trio so much and watching their relationship grow has been amazing. I literally started crying when they started talking about what she meant to them and the tattoos and then the whole ending, I fucking melted I also really like the way you incorporate what she’s thinking too, showing her excitement and fear and nerves, I think it’s great! AHHHHHHHH I’M A WRECKKKKK
Pairing: Bucky x reader (enemies/friends to lovers)
Word Count: 1,732
Summary: You and Bucky don’t like each other because you love each other, you’re both just two idiots in love.
Author’s Note: So my friend sent me this insta reel and right away I was like OMG have to write it haha then I realized it was from Gilmore Girls and it was more fun. Hope you enjoy! Thank you all so so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ Divider by my sweet friend @firefly-graphics thank you lovely! The reel is posted below
I love idiots in love who try to pretend otherwise! I usually get upset and want to shake them for their silliness but I love it nonetheless. Props to her for not letting bucky walk away and when she told him, ahhhhhhhhh the tension in this was amazing and I loved every minute of it!
Warnings?: Slight reckless endangerment,poly hate(fuck you Karen),mutual love,ect.
Note: f/d=Favorite drink
Steve and Bucky have been a item since kindergarten and nothing has changed. Sure their older and they no longer needed yo hide it,but the love hasn’t faded a bit. The only time they questioned their relationship was when a shield against walked into the base and saved them all on her own. Y/n is a last call agent and that means when shit really hits the fan and not even the best can handle it she swoops in to finish the job. Seeing agent L/n is a rarity and they’ll never admit it,but they’ve been taking riskier missions to see her. “Mr.Rogers and Mr. Barnes you’re needed in the meeting room. Immediately.” The Irish voice brought them out of their slumber. Steve was the first to get dressed and in the briefing room and froze up getting pushed forward by Bucky.
There she stood next to Fury in all of her glory. The blonde’s throat went dry as she made eye contact with him as he looked down at her lips and saw they were moving,but the captain’s mind was to preoccupied with how her uniform was instead replaced with causal clothes that fit oh so well. It was Nick’s voice that snapped him out of it. “Roger…Barnes take a seat.” He said nodding towards the table. Both of them sat next to each other in the closest chairs.
“We need to speak to you about resent missions. It’s clear to me that not only has success levels dropped,but that your team is unable to work flawlessly.” The dark skinned man said. Steve was about to defend himself and the others,but was cut of by Y/n as she stepped forward to speak. “That’s why I Captain Roger’s is joining the team as your superior. ” Her voice caused the duo to freeze. Bucky was the first to get up. “Welcome to the team,doll.” He said kissing her hand with a smirk. This was the start of something great.
TWO Months later~
It’s been two months since Y/n joined the team and to say it was crazy was a understatement on its own. Her mind was often clouded by thoughts of the two super soldiers,but doubt and denial soon chase them off. The 40’s men are together and are open about their relationship she didn’t stand a chance. Y/n was so confused with her friendship with them both. Bucky was a flirt and always would throw a pickup line followed by a sweet pet name. Steve was the complete opposite he was shy blushing whenever they were in a room together,but he showed that school boy crush vibe by the drawing her and rambling when he’s caught.
Y/n couldn’t be falling for both of them she’s work so hard to get where she was today and that alone got her more hate then love. So admitting her love to them was definitely not an option. What if they regretted her? Their work and personal relationships will be destroyed. What if the media found out? Reporters almost disbanded the Avengers on multiple occasions and almost had the two soldiers benched with the anti-lgbtq+ community which was a hefty amount.
She hated to do it,but she tapped into her training and shut of her emotions and boy did they notice that. Bucky walked up to her as she was hitting the punching bag. “Woah,doll. Punch that bag any harder I would think you’re trying to hit on me.” He said with a smirk within seconds it went away when he didn’t hear a snarky come back or even a giggle. The brunette looked closer and saw she wasn’t wearing ear buds of any kind. ‘Is she just ignoring me?’ He thought to himself. It stared that way for a week before he went to talk to Steve.
Steve wasn’t having much luck either. Whenever he tried to talk her he was shot down and every picture her drew for Y/n ended up back in his room within hours of dropping it off. She was cutting them out of her life faster then they could react. Now they only saw her in mission briefing not even the missions themselves anymore. The other members didn’t notice a change in her behavior towards them,but they did see the emotional shut down towards the 40’s men. “What did you two do?” The flaming redhead asked them alone.
“We didn’t do anything! She just started to ignore us and acts as if she doesn’t even know us.” Bucky defended himself and his husband just as lost as everyone else. “Can you talk to her Nat? You guys are best friends she’ll open up to you.” Steve suggested causing the women to sigh and nod. “Whatever we talk about it will stay between us. She’ll tell you when she feels like it.” She stated and held up her hand when they tried to deny. Natasha turned around and walked off to the agents floor to talk.
The ex assassin knocked on the door not even waiting for a response before going in. There sat Y/n drying off her hair with a towel. “Oh hey,Nat. Did you need something?” She asked the women looking at her through the mirror. “Just some questions.” She said with a serious undertone causing the h/c women to turn around. “About?” L/n was no dummy she knew a interrogation when she saw one. “Buck and Steve.” Y/n tried her best not to sigh as she nodded. “What about them?” She played dumb avoiding the question as much as possible. “About how one minute your all heart eyes for them then it like you don’t know them!” Natasha snapped causing her friend to run her face. Her feels for them were so obvious Nat saw it a mile away.
“That’s the problem Nat. I shouldn’t be giving both parties of the happily married couple heart eyes! It’s not right their my best friends I shouldn’t feel this way.” Her throat felt dry with her confession. “And who told you that load of crap?” The Russian rolled off her tongue with a venomous hissed. “At the party two weeks ago. This group of women I guess saw the way Bucky flirted with me and how Steve blushed when I complained him. When I went to the bar they came up to me asking all these questions and saying all these horrible things about them…”
This party started of not so crazy,but leave it to Tony Stark to get the music bumping to max level and people to get drunk of their asses to match that energy. I was wearing a dress,but I wasn’t in just casual clothes either. Bucky stood to my left his voice was coming out clear enough for me to hear. “If the music didn’t beat me to it I would have knocked you off your feet!” He flirted causing me to covet my mouth so I didn’t spit the [f/d] on the floor. “Buck stop your gonna make me choke.” I coughed a bit heat immediately rushed to my cheeks at the wiggle of his eyebrows. “Get you mind out of the gutter,James!” I said as I smoked his shacking shoulders.
Steve bushed up against my side as he slid back into his place to my right. “Sorry n/n that I had to leave you to soon. Sam wanted a rematch at pool.” He said with a sheepish smile. “Did you beat his ass again?” I asked with a grin. He rubbed the back of his neck looking down. “Well…he’s not the one fifty dollars richer.” This caused me to laugh and give him a peck on the cheek a light lipstick mark left in its place followed by red blush. “I’ll never doubt you again Mr.America.” The smile on my face not faltering as a tap on on my shoulder made me turn around. “Wheres my cheek kiss,doll?” Bucky faked a pout. “None for you,hun, just for Stevie.” With that the pout intensified with a small giggle I bring my drink to my lips only to be met by nothing. “I’m out you boy’s want anything?” They both shook their heads their glasses still decently filled with asgardian ale.
The bar was open not many people their since most of them were trying to get in Tony’s good graces or his pants one of the two. Leaning on the bar next to a small group of middle aged women no older then forty conversed loudly next to me. “God did you see the arms on Thor?! If I wasn’t a married woman.” The youngest in the little click said in a lustful daze. “Those super soldiers though are something else.” I wasn’t able to tell who said that,but all of their eyes turned to the duo. “You know their married to each other right?” I’m not a nosy person,but dammit I had listen in. “I think it’s just a front. Why would the symbol for America a fag?! Their just probably covering up the fake that their sharing that slut that’s been seen on the team. What was get name?” The clear leader said and it pissed me the fuck off.
Harshly tapping on her shoulder she turned around and her eyes widened to match the size of dinner plates. “Hi,the names Y/n L/n or as you said ‘slut’ also known as…” I said with a smile that made the women shiver,but she cut me off. “T-that’s not w–what I meant!!!” She shuddered,but I held up my hand. “I wasn’t finished introducing myself. As I was say known as the most deadly assassin with the largest kill count in the world. So unless you want to live your pathetic life to it’s natural end I suggest you and your posy take a hike.” With a slight lift of my blouse I reveal a handgun along with so knifes. “Off you go.”
Without hesitation they all ran of not even caring that some of them were tripping up on their cheap heels. “What was that about?” Looking at the redhead behind the bar I give a convincing smile. “They had to leave. Lives they wanted to live.” With that I left without a drink and to my floor. It didn’t bother me in the moment,but her words sunk in. Did the public really see me like that? It was already hard when the great Captain America came out as bisexual to the world that had a closed mind. The thoughts made me think if I remove myself the picture all together and slow I did. First we didn’t hang out as much,then I started making myself more busy with solo missions, then last week it was just getting to hard so I tapped into emotional disconnection training.
“And it was working I think it’s best they’re a item and I’m that third wheel. It’s just better for me to leave them be.” Y/n finished speaking with her hands rubbing the tears that ran down her cheek. Somehow they were on the bed now and Nat was rubbing her back in soft circles. “Oh, n/n. Don’t let anyone ever make you feel like you don’t deserve what you want.” She said in all honesty. Natasha saw the way the boys were acting the first time they say her best friend after they were striped of their weapons and restrained in a hydra base they say her in a different light then she saw herself.
The redhead assassin stood up and kneeled in front of her. “Talk to them. The three of you are adults sure their a little stuck in the 40’s,but their moving along with the times. You think Steve knew what bisexuality was he was conflicted so just explain to them about how you feel.” Nat said holding her friends face in her hands rubbing her cheeks with her thumbs. “You got this. Don’t let those judgmental assholes,but you down.” With that she stood up and left. It was time for action and possible rejection…how fun!
The super soldiers stayed on their shared floor for hours stressed. What the hell did they do to drive her away?! Were they coming on to strong?Not strong enough and their stuck in the friend zone. Oh God. Steve sat on the couch while Bucky paced in front of him they were about to break the silence that fell before them,but was immediately cut off by the ding of the elevator. Y/n walked out once the metal doors opened and was greeted by the sight of them before her. She cleaned herself up after her talk with Nat not wanting her appearance to give away anything was wrong. “Hello,boys. I normally would want to be woken up from a nightmare,but it seems I walked in on a daydream.” She said with a smile as she sauntered over trying to seem more confident then she felt.
Y/n didn’t even get a response as she was pulled into a giant hug from them. “Doll we’ve missed you so much!” Buck was the first to pull away. “Hey!!! Cheesy pickup lines are my thing.” He said with a smirk. “I couldn’t let you have all the fun,handsome.” Everything felt so much better talking to them the mindless flirting it was just so right. “W-what happened?” Steve was the one to ask the question I was honestly dreading. “That party just someone said something that got me thinking. How can a girl like me ever get not one,but two guys like you to love me?” Y/n looked down at the floor. “I mean…first I appear out of nowhere, take Steve’s role as captain,and get cozy with two super soldiers the married couple. No wander the public seems me in such a light.” A hand gasped her cheek lifting her face up to look into beautiful blue eyes.
Steve looked into her gorgeous e/c eyes with hope. “You love us, n/n?” He asked wanting to make sure he heard right. She gave a wet chuckling as rears slipped past her eyes. “I just gave you reasons to hate me and that’s all you get out of it?!” Y/n sniffles as she brings hers to wipe her eyes. “Cause that’s all that mattered. Why should you give a shit what they think when we can tell you now that we both feel the same way about you.?” This caused the agent to freeze up. “Y-you both l-love me?!?” She didn’t know if it was a question to them or herself. “Of course we do,doll. You’re strong enough to give us a run for our money,more intelligent then the two brainiacs in the lab,so much sass it renders Stark speechless, everything about you is perfect to us. You are literally everything we ever wanted since we were kids.”
Y/n was now chocked up by happy tears as she looked into the two sets of blue eyes that held nothing,but love. “What do you want?” A smile graced her lips as she brought both of them into a kiss each equal as passion. “All I want is to be yours. Both of yours is what I want.”
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Another in the bag lets go!!! 2 more coming out this month hopefully.
Pairing: Bucky x reader (enemies/friends to lovers)
Word Count: 1,732
Summary: You and Bucky don’t like each other because you love each other, you’re both just two idiots in love.
Author’s Note: So my friend sent me this insta reel and right away I was like OMG have to write it haha then I realized it was from Gilmore Girls and it was more fun. Hope you enjoy! Thank you all so so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ Divider by my sweet friend @firefly-graphics thank you lovely! The reel is posted below
Author’s Note: This recently happened to a friend of mine and it sparked this idea! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics thank you love!
Warnings: soft fluff, fun, teasing, Bucky being slightly dramatic and possessive but in a cute way, little spice :)
Gif NOT MINE: Credit goes to @unearthlydust thank you sweets
Bucky’s head is half in the bag of cookies as he walks back over to you and when he looks up his surprise is evident.
“Who’s this doll face?” he asks, his body language immediately changing.
He crosses his arms over his chest, lifting his chin and spreading his legs wide.
“Oh, well um…” you start, but the stranger interrupts.
Author’s Note: This recently happened to a friend of mine and it sparked this idea! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics thank you love!
Warnings: soft fluff, fun, teasing, Bucky being slightly dramatic and possessive but in a cute way, little spice :)
Gif NOT MINE: Credit goes to @unearthlydust thank you sweets
Bucky’s head is half in the bag of cookies as he walks back over to you and when he looks up his surprise is evident.
“Who’s this doll face?” he asks, his body language immediately changing.
He crosses his arms over his chest, lifting his chin and spreading his legs wide.
“Oh, well um…” you start, but the stranger interrupts.
Summary: Sam and (Y/n)’s mission to retrieve information from the Flag Smashers is hijacked by Bucky. The three find themselves accompanied by an extremely flirty John Walker, something that doesn’t sit well with Bucky.
Author’s Note: Enemies to lovers trope w buckyyyyy I canttt. Defensive Bucky omgggg.
She heard him before she saw him. With a groan she entered the hangar.
“I’m gonna go see if Redwing’s right. ‘Cause I have a feeling they might be part of the Big Three.” Sam told (y/n)’s worst nightmare, Bucky.
“What Big Three?” Bucky asked.
“The Big Three.” (Y/n) answered. “Androids, aliens and wizards.”
“You’re late,” Sam said, turning around to face his partner. “But you’re right.”
Bucky groaned, looking at his own personal hell, (y/n). “That’s not a thing.”
“Of course it’s a thing!” She said, rolling her eyes. “Maybe aliens, androids and wizards weren’t a thing back in the 1800’s when you were first alive. But they are a thing now.”
“For the last time, I wasn’t born in the 1800’s.” Bucky huffed. “So, what? You’re saying you’re gonna fight Gandalf now?”
“How do you know about Gandalf?” Sam asked furrowing his brows.
“He probably read it when it first came out.” (y/n) laughed.
“I’m gonna ignore the obvious insult, but yes, I did in fact read it back in 1937.” Bucky said shaking his head. “But there are no wizards!”
“Doctor Strange!” Sam retorted.
“Is a sorcerer.” Bucky replied, not backing down.
“Aah!” (Y/n) chuckled. “A sorcerer is a wizard without a hat! I’m right!”
Sam nodded happily. “The fact is these guys use brute force just like you.”
“The incredibly annoying guy in front of us with the staring problem.” (Y/n) added, making Bucky face her and stare.
“I’m coming with you guys.”
She rolled her eyes and left, heading towards the jet. “No, you are not!”
On the plane, Bucky and (Y/n) were in an incredibly intense staring match. “Can we please just throw him off the plane?”
“I’ve got a vibranium arm, I’ll survive the fall.” Bucky said, giving off a fake smile.
“Let’s go (y/n).” Sam said, passing her the chute.
Sam quickly headed to the door and dropped down.
“This is the only one we have,” (Y/n) said with a smile, strapping on the parachute. “Hope your arm breaks the fall, R2D2.”
Bucky felt his blood boil, she always knew how to push his buttons. With one swift move he ripped off the leather sleeve on his jacket, pulled her closer to him and strapped on to the parachute that was already wrapped on her shoulders, kicking both of them off the plane.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She mumbled as they both slowly descended, his short stubble grazing against the skin of her neck. He turned to face her, their lips not even an inch from each other.
“What? Do I make you nervous doll?” Bucky smirked. If there was one thing he knew about her, it was that she hated being close to him. “Afraid I’ll steal a kiss?”
She only rolled her eyes and faced the other way.
As they came down, the chute got caught in one of the tree branches. Ripping it in two. They both fell down hard, getting tangled in all of the ropes and fabric. With a thud, (y/n) ended up on top of Bucky.
“I have all of that on camera. You guys know that right?” Sam said, Redwing flying on top of the two.
“Ugh! Get off of me.” (Y/n) groaned, rolling off of Bucky.
“Get out of my face, Sam, or I’ll break it.” Bucky said, the air still knocked out of his lungs.
“Y’all make a cute couple and all, but I need you to head north.” Sam replied through the speaker, laughing.
The trio found itself in an abandoned warehouse. The walls burnt down and filled with graffiti, dust flying everywhere.
“Wow Bucky, this is a nice place. You never told us that you had a house in Munich.” (Y/n) said looking around the grimy scene.
“This looks nothing like my house.” He mumbled. “You should ask your mom what it looks like, she told me she liked the décor last night when I was bang-“
“Hey! First graders! No ‘yo mamma’ jokes.” Sam said, motioning for them to get closer to where he was.
(Y/n) shot him an annoyed look. “By the way, my mom is a classy woman. She doesn’t go for guys like you.”
“Well, you better double check because last time she was in my bed, she told me she loved-“
“What did I just say!” Sam interrupted. “I can’t take you guys anywhere!”
“I’ll see you guys in there… or not.” Bucky said, leaving Sam and (Y/n) behind.
“Look at you, all stealthy.” (Y/n) said through the earpiece. “You spend two days in Wakanda and come out White Panther.”
“It’s actually White Wolf.” Bucky retorted.
A second later, Sam and (Y/n) were next to him.
“What did we miss, Pink Pony? Oh yeah, nothing.” (Y/n) whispered.
“How many times am I going to have to tell you, it’s White Wolf.”
The three of them saw the identical vans leaving the warehouse.
“While you two were over here fighting, the criminals left, and they have a hostage! Now follow me!” Sam yelled, leaving the two behind.
Bucky quickly caught up to the first vehicle. “They’re stealing medicines, vaccines. I found the hostage.”
The hostage let out a devious smile before kicking Bucky off of the car. “Shit!” He was pulled by two of the other Flag Smashers, immediately put into a fight.
Sam quickly dropped (Y/n) to where Bucky was, dropping punches left and right. Making one of the two men holding the former Winter Soldier back, double back in pain. “You’re welcome.”
Before they noticed, a shield came into the fight. It was John Walker and Lemar Hoskins. But not even with two others could they win. (Y/n) was flung off of the van, falling into a nearby field. She was soon accompanied by both Sam and Bucky.
“Don’t you two look romantic.” (Y/n) teased as she saw both men panting.
With a shocked look in his face, Bucky said: “Those were all super soldiers.”
The three of them had a look of defeat in their faces when they saw the jeep approach them. In the back sat none other than the fake Captain America and his sidekick.
“So that didn’t go as planned, huh?” Walker said as the car came to a halt, the back opening for them to climb up. But they kept on walking. “C’mon you guys know we’ve got to work together.”
“That’s not happening.” Bucky said.
“For the first time in forever, I’m with Barnes on this one. Not in your wildest dreams, Walker.” (Y/n) replied, her gaze still focused on the road ahead of her.
“Oh, (y/l/n), you don’t wanna know what we do in my wildest dreams.” John Walker said with a smug smile. “The fact is, we stand a better chance if we-“
“Just cause you carry the shield doesn’t mean you’re Captain America.” Bucky replied.
“Look, it’s twenty miles to the nearest airport. You three need a ride!” John said and Lemar nodded.
They all found themselves crammed on the back of the car. Sam and Bucky facing John, Lemar and (Y/n).
“The super soldiers say they’re trying to get things back to how it was during The Blip. Maybe they’re just trying to help.” Sam explained.
“They’ve got a funny way of showing it.” (Y/n) rolled her eyes.
“Look, if we work together, we’ll have the perfect team. We have the government backing us up, you two are great fighters and well, (y/n) brings the looks.” Walker smiled, resting his hand on the back of where (y/n) was sitting.
“Thinking a woman can only bring in looks is so outdated. Move your hand one inch and those fingers will be laying on the floor.” She hissed.
“Oh c’mon. I know you bring more than looks, I’ve seen how you fight. But I can’t deny you look good.” The fake Captain America said, not even disguising his flirting.
“Aren’t you married?” She asked, disgusted.
“You know what they say,” John said, taking his hand and placing it on the small of her back. “Eyes that don’t see, heart that doesn’t hurt.”
Before anyone could even reply, (Y/n) had Walker facing the other way, arm locked and twisted behind his back. In this position, he could see the way Bucky’s eyes were burning holes into his face.
“Okay okay! I’m sorry.” John said and she let go of him. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to pay you a compliment.”
Once his hand was free, he faced the front again, seeing Bucky’s eyes follow him. “Does he always just stare like that?”
“You get used to it.” Sam said.
Bucky saw how John placed his hand on (y/n)’s thigh. Before any other words came out of his mouth, Bucky stood up and grabbed Walker by the collar. “I thought she had left it pretty clear. Don’t, fucking, touch her.”
John was choking, trying to get Bucky off of him.
“We’re getting off.” Bucky said, not waiting for the car to stop, jumping off.
As they all exited, the only thing they heard was Walker say: “Whenever you want someone else to be your guard dog, (y/n), call me.”
She flipped him off and kept on walking.
“I was handling the situation.” She told Bucky, he just growled under his breath.
The hot water now off, and the cold sets in. Bucky still hugs your damp figure as you lay on the end of the unmade bed, having Bucky only walked you to the bed once your steamy session was finished. You rub his back, fingers grazing over the metal that connects to flesh. A soft hum erupts through the soldier on top of you.
“Can we just stay like this? I’ve never been more relaxed in years…” He groans, letting all his muscles and limps mould into yours.
“As much as I would love that, we need to get up.” You huff in your own disappointment. Feeling Bucky sigh. He gets up, allowing you to get dressed in some sweats and a sports bra while he picks up his clothes from last night. Putting on his boxers he take leave to his room to get dressed but you had other plans.
Sneaking to his room just after him. You let yourself in with a big smile as he puts on his black sweats. You giggle, going to his dresser before pulling out his plain black shirt that you swear is the only thing he wears.
“What are you doing doll.” He smirks putting on a dusted blue shirt for once. You put the shirt on before giving him a twirl, smiling at the feeling of the large fabric warming you.
“God princess, you look so cute in my clothes.” He wraps his arms around your waist, bringing you into a kiss on your cheeks and forehead. Smothering you with love. His kisses trail to your neck, sucking hard, leaving behind a bright purple mark.
“I can’t get enough of you…” He groans, pushing you against the dresser, trapping you with his arms and body. He curses but also thanks the serum for giving him this much stamina and drive. His metal hand danced around the waistband of your pants, before snaking their way inside. Pushing past your panties, his metallic fingers glide inbetween your folds.
“J-James.” You gulp, wrapping your arms around his neck. His lips grazing your ear his hot breath tinglings down your flesh.
“You are so perfect, Darling. Always so wet for me.” He growls, his mental finger finding your hole. But before he could enter you, his door opens abruptly, seeing Steve stand there wide-eyed.
“Oh Jesus, I thought you were alon-no- uh- Sorry…” He closes instantly after regretting his actions. You freeze feeling embarrassment fill you. Bucky blinks wide-eyed for a moment before turning his attention to you, holding your cheek.
“It was only Steve, he won’t say anything. Don’t worry.” He settles your mind, fixing your pants.
Chatters and small talk echoed through the hallway, steve enters the kitchen again after saying he was going to try to catch Bucky in his room while he was alone but when the team notices him enter alone, their minds wander to, maybe something went wrong.
“Where’s cyborg?” Tony takes a sip of his drink. The chatter gets louder as you and Buck drew closer to the kitchen. Finally retching the door entrance, Sam is the first to see you both.
“Ah Morning Buck,” Sam spoke, a grin directed to Bucky, making him feel discomfort and confusion at Sam’s perkiness. You slip from behind him, heading straight for the coffee machine, making Sam catch your presents.
“And morning y/n. I hope you both slept well.” Sam continued to speak, smirking at the soldier while taking a sip of his coffee that was most certainly laced with double the amount of caffeine you are supposed to put in a normal cup.
“We slept fine, thanks, Sam.” You smiled, your back turned away from the team as you pour you and Bucky a cup. The team eyed Bucky as the poor boy just stood there with no words on his mind. He has never been in a situation where the team clearly knows he ’got some’ as Sam likes to put it. You turn around handing the cup to Bucky. He takes it from you without a second, taking a sip of the hot liquid.
“Well come on, when did-arh hey!” Sam’s words got cut off by an elbow from Clint. Silencing him so he wouldn’t embarrass Bucky even more than he already feels.
“So since Tinman and newbie are finally here, I want to ask a question,” Tony said.
“Tony leave them alone, ask later.” Wanda’s motherly tone ripped through her words, lightly hitting the shoulder of the playboy next to her.
“What do you want Stark?” You ask, leaning against the bench where the coffee machine sits.
“Well this is actually for Bucky boy, but we looked over some of the files and we found one that interested us. It was about a little girl and we are led to believe you might have known her personally. We wanted to know some information about her if you can provide it of course.” Tony’s words hit like a bus, the world seemed to stop spinning. Bucky has near the same expression as you, going pale at the males words. Your body became numb as you dropped the cup in your hand, the hot liquid splashing everywhere, the sound of shattering ceramic echoing through the large opened kitchen.
“Oh god are you okay?” Steve asked seeing the hot coffee has splashed on your legs. Nat and Steve immediately started picking up some pieces while you stayed frozen at what you heard.
“Hey Darling, look at me.” Bucky’s words were soft, sweet, trying to draw you away from panic but the thought of all the team members knowing who you really were right at this moment scared the life out of you. The terrifying truth is relieved without your power. It was like the world was coming to an end right in front of you. Bucky’s voice broke in your head, holding your shoulders tightly. You glanced up at him, a tear threatening to escape your wide eyes.
“I-I’m sorry…I didn’t mean…I” You push Bucky off you and almost run down the hallway trying to get to your room as quickly as possible, leaving everyone confused.
“What just happened?” Clint asks, as his wandering eyes watch—along with the rest of the team—you run down the hall until you were out of sight.
“She seems pretty distraught. Maybe someone should follow her.” Wanda goes to stand up but Bucky cuts her off, saying he will talk to her afterwards. hesitant at first, she agrees, taking her seat again.
“Well on that note, care to tell us who she is?” Tony spoke up, only wanting to talk about the task at hand. Nat and Steve finished cleaning up the cup before taking their seats again. Everyone now looks at Bucky waiting for an answer. He didn’t want to say anything, not wanting to bring up your dark past, but at the same time, he knew they wouldn’t let him leave unless he spoke up.
“She was another experiment, just like me. What else do you want from me?” Bucky starts getting colder on the matter, becoming defensive, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Oh come on, tell us anything juicy!!”
“Did you know her personally?”
“Did she go through the same mind thing as you?”
“How about her powers what were they?”
“Ok, that enough!” Bucky yelled cutting everyone off. Anger now surged through him, wanting nothing more than to leave this conversation. Racking his fingers through his hair before scratching his chin.
“She was a little girl. She shouldn’t have been there, but her father was cruel enough to give her to hydra. Yes, I know her, No I won’t tell you her powers and…She only went through it once…Because of me.” Bucky’s voice broke a little at the end of his words, still feeling guilt from the time back in Hydra. scoffing to himself, he begins to walk back to search for you, not wanting to answer any more hurtful questions about the past. The tension in the air became so thick it could be sliced with a knife. Everyone feels a sense of guilt, feeling bad for poking the bear.
“Bucky wait one more question…” Nat stopped him as he held onto the door frame before turning around to look at her.
“What do you mean know her? Shouldn’t you say knew? Does that mean you still know where she is?” Tony scoffs as Bucky curses at himself at his slip up trying to think for a moment on what to say.
“You said one question, what was three…” He spoke bluntly before turning to walk off in the same direction as you. but he was stopped with a panting Bruce running past him.
“Woah what’s up with you, Green man.” Tony laughs.
Warnings:Talking about the past, pet name, Bucky is a love sick puppy, sappiness like tooth rotten sappy. kissing, rough shower sex, mentions of alcohol.
Synopsis: The morning after leads to questioning gossip among the team and a nice hot refreshing shower.
“Hey, Has anyone seen Y/n? I can’t find her anywhere?” Wanda asks the team that all sit on the curved couches in the large main lounge room. The party has now but died down, leaving only a few close friends and the team to be wondering the compound.
“Last time I saw her, She was with Bucky on the balcony.” Sam wiggles his eyebrows, taking a smug filled sip of his beer.
“They’re not there anymore?”
“Now you think of it where did they run off to? I thoug—” Nat’s words got cut off at a shocked face Tony and panting Bruce, obviously trying to keep up with the playboy.
“You guys might want to take a look at this…” All the crew are quick to get up from their seats, heading down the hall to the meeting room. Tony Brings up the screen board that sits at the front of the room, while Bruce works the computer on the small desk next to it. A small USB flips through Tony’s fingers before he chucks it to Bruce.
“Come on what’s with all the tension, spill already.” Nat snarls slightly annoyed at the dark-haired for interrupting her earlier. Bruce stuck the USB in the computer, before beginning to talk.
“When people started to leave the party, Tony and I thought we should go have a little skim over the files that we got back from the latest mission.” Tony continued Bruce’s words;
“Most were basic information but One file caught our eye.” Tony threw the file onto the table, making it slide until it retched Steve that sat at the end. Opening it, The file contains, photos, documents, logbooks, and some note sheets about new experimentation that Hydra was doing.
“The file came with a USB, Which we decided to try and unlock but the coding on it is corrupted, showing us locked files. But we should be able to unlock it by tomorrow.” Bruce clicks a few buttons before showing locked files on the USB reading ‘Subject 02’, Surveillance 1-19, and More written in German.
“It seems this subject was the second to undergo heavy experimentation. The same unit Bucky was in.” It was like a pin dropped in the thick silence. Steve suddenly had full focus on the screen in front of them. Nat pulls a photo out of the file that’s on the large table, showing a little girl with her back facing the camera. Bright white wings covered in blood was the centrepiece of the photo, notes written on top, written in Russian and some in German.
“It says birth deformity? Does this mean this child was born with wings?” Nat passed the photo to Wanda, her shocked expression examines the photo.
“How is that possible?” Sam speaks up crossing his arms, leaning back on his chair, feeling a gross feeling in his chest from viewing the photos.
“We have no idea but we plan on getting answers tomorrow,” Tony said.
“What?” Clint almost coughed out confused at the man’s words.
“What he means is, we want to take care in this situation and try and understand what happened. We aren’t just going to barge in and harass Barnes on the matter.” Bruce cut Tony’s word, eyeing him with a stern stare.
“We can always get Wanda to read his cyborg mind.” Tony pops his lips with his words.
“Hang on, Buck knew her during his winter soldier phase? But he wasn’t himself what makes you think he’ll remember someone that probably meant nothing to him. There will be no need to read his mind.” Steve ticked off at the thought of his friend getting probed and invaded yet again. Bruce sighed at the tension spilling from Steve, trying to find the words to ease the room.
“We are not doing anything or telling Barnes until we open the USB. Who knows what we’ll find. But until then, we wait.” Bruce cuts all the chatter in the room off, wanting nothing more than to hurry up and get into the locked USB, so they can seriously get to the bottom of this new madness.
The bright sun creeps its way through the curtains of the warm room. Limps overlapping one another as soft snores are heard along with little grunts now and again. Bucky’s dream fades away slowly as his heavy eyes open, separating the sleep from the slit of his lids. His head moves ever so slightly, spotting your face tucked away in his chest, softly nuzzling your nose into him whenever you moved. Your hair is messy, makeup from last night is still on, but now it’s faded and smudged. Your warmth fills him with joy, having your weight gifting him security and comfort.
This was the first night in years he didn’t wake up from a night terror, nor did he have any sort of discomfort. Not even one. All he had was pure happiness, and it was all coming from the person his heart is aching for right beside him. You are the most beautiful thing to him. His angel that he wants to be with for the rest of his life. Your soft snores tickle his chest as your breath is hot. You twitch in your sleep, clearly dreaming of something entertaining to you. You are—
“James…” You whisper snapping Bucky from his thoughts of you. His face lights up hearing his first name slip from your tongue. He doesn’t like his first name, only making people he dislikes or don’t know to call him that, but for some reason, you calling him James makes his heart flutter. Seeing your glossy doe eyes stare back up to him. He can see little bits of sleep you haven’t rubbed out of your eyes yet.
“Morning Darling.” He gives you a soft smile. You nuzzled into his chest, trying to get closer to him, even if that is physically possible you don’t know. Taking in his scent you smile, finally happy.
“Morning Handsome.” You say in a cheeky tone. He chuckles at the nickname, rolling onto his back, keeping his hold on you, making your top half fall on top of him. You lift your head seeing him with a smile.
“Does coffee sound nice?” He growls out, his voice still gravelly from last night. You nod, moving off him slowly. A burning pain suddenly erupts in your lower half, hissing slightly at the pain. Bucky quickly notices, rubbing his thumb over your sore thighs while leaning on his arm.
“Sorry doll, it always hurts the morning after… I must have been a bit too rough.” He says with a little gilt in his words. You just kick them away, kissing his lips softly, saying you’re okay and it’s not too sore.
“Have a shower, put some comfy clothes on. We have the day off. I’ll go get the coffee and we can sit in your lounge, okay?” He gives you a gummy smile. You just laugh lightly at his expression, waddling over to him with your sore legs, gliding your hands up his slightly hairy chest.
“Or you can join me in the shower, and we can go get coffee together afterwards.” You let out a smile with your cheeky request. Bucky swears his heart jumped at the moment and all the blood from his brain went down south within seconds. Picking you up quickly, he almost runs to the connected bathroom to your room, wanting nothing more than to get under the hot water as soon as possible.
“Moring Caps, how are you.” Wanda and vision enter the main kitchen, seeing Sam and Steve sitting at the island bench having their morning coffee. Nat walks in soon after grabbing herself a cup also, taking a seat next to Sam. While they all chatter, Sam decides to make a sly remark.
“So Mr, Soldier boy still missing.” He jokes.
“He didn’t go to his room last night that’s for sure. I went to check on him this morning to see if he wanted to go on a morning run, but his bed was not slept in.” Steve tilted his head slightly taking a sip of his coffee.
“I wonder where he could be?” Vision spoke, rubbing his hand along Wanda’s back lovingly.
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“J-James…” His kisses trail down your wet skin, as his fingers circle around your sensitive bud. You grip tight on his wet hair, feeling hot from the man in front of you and the hot stream pours from the showerhead.
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“Maybe he had too much of Thor’s Asgardian alcohol and got drunk so he passed out somewhere?” Nat questions, not thinking that was too far of a stretch.
“Maybe he just got drunk off something else?” Sam wiggles his brows.
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Bucky holds you tightly against the wet tiled wall, both of his hands squeezing hold rest on the underside of your thighs as he eases into you with a slow thrust. You choke out a breathless moan, nails digging into his back as you kiss him roughly. His thrusts are low and deep, hitting you harder than last night, wanting nothing but the deepest pleasure.
“That’s it darling, you take me so well. My best girl.” He darkly chuckles. His deep thrusts getting faster and hard to an almost inhuman speed.
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“He’s probably still sleeping. Here let’s solve your mystery hmm?” Wanda chuckles, clicking the button in the centre of the table, bringing up the A.I Friday.
“Hey Friday, can you please tell us where Bucky is right now?”
“Mr Barnes Is taking a shower.”
“See he’s fine—He is located in on the east wing. He is also accompanied by Ms Y/n.” Wanda’s words were cut off by the A.I making Steve spit out some of his coffee.
“Damn Bucky going back for seconds ha, respect soldier boy.” Tony laughs as he enters the kitchen overhearing some of the conversations.
“Gross Stark.” Steve coughs, still choking on his coffee.
“Oh just because you are 100 years old doesn’t mean you should act like it blondie.” Tony scoffs out a chuckle, pouring himself a drink. They all end up talking, questioning how you two seem to become so close so quickly, wanting nothing more but for the two of you to hurry up and join them in the kitchen so they can ask all their gossipy questions.
Bucky stood there in shock, a ball of saliva grew stuck in his neck. Everyone finally knew the dark past you both have been so desperately trying to hide. And now after all this time trying to keep the secrets, he couldn’t do anything but stand frozen, like a deer in headlights. All eyes were on him, he felt guilt shivering through his body… Hiding something this big from his friends was not his intention but he also felt guilt for you. guilt from not being about to protect you from your past. He needed to see you, before anyone else could, Before-
“Mr, Stark your silent alarm has gone off in sector 5 near the dorm rooms. Some unauthorized people entered the building and–s-d-sto—” Friday’s voice stuttered before shutting down.
“Friday? Friday!!” Tony spoke louder, typing on the main keypad on the large meeting table but nothing happened. Someone managed to shut down the whole A.I mainframe in the compound. The team started to worry about who and why someone would enter the compound. Who would have the gust to try and break into a stark industry building. But something clicked in Bucky, like a pin dropping in a silent room. Puzzle pieces finally coming together.
“Y/n…” Bucky’s heart dropped, his feet taking off before his mind. Running down the hallway towards the large staircase, choosing on taking the stairs as the elevator was far too slow for him. He called out your name over and over as he ran through each room and hall. Finally getting to your room he banged on the door in a panic trying to open the door but it was locked.
“Y/n open the door, please. Y/n…OPEN THE DOOR!!” Panic surged through him, feral-ness clouding his judgement. He ran at the door, hitting it with his metal shoulder. He broke your door, seeing your normally clean room, trashed. The large bay window was shattered and scattered. Shards covered the lounge room floor and furniture. Out of anger, he threw the closest thing to him. A glass that sat on the counter. Steve came in with a huff seeing his best friend in the middle of the mess. Bucky turned to see the blonde, feeling tears fill his eyes he chokes out.
“She gone…”
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Your mind was foggy, a surge of pain on the left side of your head, most likely from being hit with a large object earlier in an effort to knock you out. A jump in the road made you notice your surroundings. You were in a van, in chains. ’great’ you thought, shaking your head, trying to get your blurry vision to focus. You were alone, having only the two people in the front of the vehicle. One in the driver’s seat and the other in the passenger. Shifting around you pull at your wrist, seeing the chains tighten as you move. The chains were made out of vibranium, so you couldn’t melt them even if you tried.
“Fuck…” You whisper, leaning your head against the van wall, you close your eyes trying to calm your breathing. The van came to a stop, seeing the two people in the front get out. Shuffling back, you try your best to get out of your restraints but as the back door opens and the blaring sun peaks through, you realize…..what was the point.
“Hello my Song Bird, You finally flew back home.” Mr, A smiled as two Hydra agents dragged you out of the van by the chains around your wrists and neck. He grabbed you by your chin, pulling you up to his face, you spit in his face making him let go of you. He wipes his face with a chuckle before his expression turns sour, backhanding you hard across your cheek, making you fall.
“Pierce.” You scoffed spitting blood onto the floor.
“Take her to sector B4…” He kneels down you your level tilting his head while looking you up and down. “We have some catching up to do.”
Genre: Action, Smut, Fluff, Angst, lots of pain :)
Type: Bucky x AFAB! Reader
Warnings: blood, gore, lots of angst, the team all seeing some graphic sh*t. Bucky relives his traumatic past, Reader gets hurt badly! Please me cautious when reading.
Synopsis: The team finally get to see the one thing you tried desperately to keep hidden.
Everyone quickly piled into the meeting room, letting Bruce stand at the computer at the front, ready to open the files on the hard drive that they’ve been waiting to unlock since they first got it. Bucky swiftly takes his seat alongside everyone, opting to leave you out on this as it might cause more pain than you need. Bouncing his legs up and down repeatedly, while everyone looks at the screen at the front of the room.
The opened hard drive is filled with files titled, experiments, notes, mission reports and more. Switching between English, German and Russian spelling. Tony clicks his tongue, gesturing for Bruce to click the experimentation file. Listening to the other male, Bruce opens the file seeing a bunch of word docs and videos. Bucky’s heart feels a string of uneasiness as it races out of his chest, bellowing a sickness to his stomach. This was a moment he never wanted to happen.
“What’s that one?” Sam pointed out one video, making Buck gulp down a ball of saliva. A video titled ‘First Encounter 1945/1995’. Pressing play the team is met with a woman on the screen. She is wearing a lab coat, setting up the camera on the side of the desk, facing a chair. Once she turns her body to the side, the team gasp, seeing a young Bucky laying chained to it.
“Experiment file 56029B Reader for memory filing I—” The women’s words got cut off by an alarm before she quickly made her way out the room, leaving the camera rolling. She left the door open, letting a small child slip inside.
They recorder this?!
Bucky thought sitting forward-leaning onto the table in front of him. He has a sour expression on his face, disgusted they had such a memory on tape. A memory he thought only you and him would only share.
“Is that her?” Clint spoke looking over at the actions of Bucky, but Cap was quick to ’shh’ him telling him to keep watching.
“Hi, are you okay?” Her small voice echoed in the room, her back was facing the camera giving the team no description of her features. Before the team could see anything else, Bucky stood up hard, pressing the space bar on the keyboard, pausing the video.
“C-can we go to a different video…Please.” Bucky whispered, he was broken, his heart aching. Seeing you as a child and him back in that place. He couldn’t handle the thought. Bruce understood, nodding at him with a soft smile, letting Buck take his seat again while he looked for another video.
The first half of the video was blurred, chopping through different cameras. Security cameras. That was until a loud scream enters everyone’s ears. A bone-shaking scream along with sobs with yelps of a name…Bucky’s name. It was you, but younger you, strapped to the same chair Bucky would sit in when his mind was altered. You were tossing and turning, trying to escape, but you couldn’t. The camera that was placed at the end of the room, showcasing everyone that resided inside. Bucky banged up and bloody in a corner, barely breathing. Your face is still not shown in the video, with long hair covering most of your features.
The whole team fell silent at the scene unfolding in front of them. They all knew the pain that these videos brought, others even going through the same feelings from their own pasts. But this was something they never thought they’d ever see.
The video skipped again to a different room, the girl, hanging by her arms, bright white wings attached to wires, stretching them out.
“Woah those are some big wings.” Nat’s jaw was dropping along with the others.
“They’re beautiful…” Wanda whispered feeling a tear run down her cheek.
But the beauty didn’t last long as they all see a large man with a jagged chain saw, with another man covered with a mask behind him. The masked man stood in front while the other stood in between your wings. The masked man grabbed her chin lifting her face up but still was unseen by the camera angled camera.
“My songbird lost her way. You know what happens to birds that try to fly too far from the nest…” The masked man lowly speaks, holding her chin tighter. “They get clipped.” in a millisecond the man with the chain saw starts to cut the girls wings from the base. She shrieks out in pain as the rusted tool slices and breaks through your bones and feathers. Blood painting the white red.
Bucky stands up not wanting to see any more of these videos. Tears fall from his eyes, he fights the urge to break down, But as soon as he gets to the door, he hears something that makes his heart stop.
Prompt: The reader has been busy and stressed and decides to blow off steam an extra hour after the week comes to a close. Reader over does it but doesn’t take care of herself, leaving Bucky worried.
One shot
Paring: Bucky Barnes x reader
Warnings: Indication of body issues and eating problems
I open the fridge looking for anything that seems appealing. The cloud of fog thickens in my head and my eyelids are heavy. I’m starting to realize my extra time at the gym this morning may have been a mistake. The second mistake is living with a bunch of guys who never have food in the refrigerator.
I grab the contents to make a sandwich and make my way over to the counter. Scratch that, I’m making myself two. I’m not sure what I am putting on the sandwich, as long as it ends up in my stomach who cares.
“Hey doll,” Bucky walks over and kisses my temple from behind.
We’ve been dating for a few months but Steve introduced us years ago. He has been very slow to warm up, but hopefully he knows I’m not going anywhere. When we first met it was almost comical. He barely said a word and hardly looked into my direction. He later admitted that he was afraid of scaring me or hurting me somehow. So he kept his distance, up until we all came back from the blip and Steve left us.
“Sweetheart, you look a little pale.” He comes to the other side of the counter and gets a better look at my face. “Are you feeling okay?”
I feel my energy depleting by the second, but I respond with a nod. If I look this worn out, I couldn’t image how I would sound. I just need to get some food in me and I hope that is enough. Maybe a nap, a nap sounds amazing right now too.
Bucky’s gaze lingers on me for a moment more before leaving my peripheral vision. I hear cabinets open and Bucky wrestling around with crinkling bags. Next, he moves onto the refrigerator. He grabs some of the things I am no longer using and returns them to their spot, and I hear him grab something else as well.
Bucky appears besides me once more and arranges a plate of food. He places a little pile of grapes, along with a thick slice of watermelon. Two hands grab at the sandwiches before me and places them on the plate of fruit.
Before I can even look up at him in protest, Bucky lightly takes his hand in mine and leads me to the couch in the next room. His head nods for me to sit down and I oblige. Bucky places the plate of food on my lap and takes a seat next to me. I knit my eyebrows in confusion but his face gives nothing away. His beautiful eyes flicker to my food and back to my face.
“Okay fine.” I say with a smirk before popping a grape in my mouth. He seems pleased as his posture becomes more relaxed. His fingers twirl some hair hanging from my ponytail and I can feel him silently urging me to eat some more.
“Buck I’m okay.” I plead, but truth is I’m too tired to really convince him.
A few months ago, I had more time to workout and I did. I spent as much time as I did today in the gym 5 days a week. Most of the day following I was pretty tired. I remember going through two or three cups of coffee a day to make it to bedtime. And suddenly it clicks.
“You don’t look okay,” Bucky whispers.
His eyes flicker to mine and I see some of the worry he keeps hidden. I take a bite out of a sandwich. The surge of energy waves through my body almost instantly. I know it isn’t taking effect yet, but if I feel this great already then it is a start. I figured out recently I wasn’t eating enough back then. I felt like I was sleepwalking through the day. I never told anyone because I didn’t want them to worry, I scaled back on my workouts, and made sure I was eating enough for what I was doing. Maybe I wasn’t the only one who noticed I wasn’t eating enough.
I finish eating my plate a lot faster than I anticipated. The dried sweat clings to my skin and clothes to my back. Quickly I excuse myself and run to a shower.
The warmth of the water feels good against my skin. In true girl fashion I grab my shampoo bottle and begin singing along with the tune playing off my phone. The shower is my stage and the sound of the water mimic my cheering fans in the audience. Sam has complained a lot about me using all the hot water. I told him that the show must go on.
Only this time the show may need to be cut short. The music seems to be coming from a distance and my eyes are beginning to feel really heavy. I lean my body against the cold shower wall and find a little comfort in it. The peace only lasts a moment as my body heat replaces it.
On instinct I get out of the shower and grab a towel. I take a seat on the floor and place my head in between my knees the best I can. Taking deep breaths, I find the world come back into view, enough to get myself from the floor and into my bedroom.
I grab the closest things resembling clothes that I can find as the world begins to shift again. Struggling to put them on, I stay on the ground as I decide it is good enough. Closing my eyes, I tell myself I will only stay here for a few minutes and then I’ll go get coffee.
I allow my body to lay a few minutes more after I start to feel better. Letting it soak up as much strength as it can to get me into the kitchen, and hopefully without running into anyone in particular. Except I am not that lucky.
Bucky rounds the corner of my door frame and I nearly knock into him. It takes more strength than I’d like to spare to catch myself and stay balanced. Thankfully there is no spinning, just overwhelming exhaustion. But the next thing I know, my feet are no longer on the ground and two arms cradle me into a toned chest. They set me on my bed and find a nearby blanket to wrap around me.
He doesn’t say anything before he leaves. Bucky doesn’t say a thing and leaves me alone in my bedroom with the door open. If it wasn’t for being so tired, and my bed being comfy, I would have followed him. I would have tried to convince him that I was okay and ask he joined me for another morning snack.
Guilt begins to make its home in the pit of my stomach. Bucky cares so much about me and I can barely take care of myself. It’s selfish, I shouldn’t be worrying him. It is not like I am trying to do this. It was a mistake; one I’ve made before but hasn’t taken this much of a toll on me before. The best way I could describe it is feeling like a stale cookie that has not slept in a week. Well, I guess if cookies slept that would make more sense.
I hear his footsteps down the hall from my door. Maybe he’ll yell at me. That would be better than the silent treatment. At least I would know exactly how he is feeling instead of having to guess.
Bucky enters the room with a tray of food and an unreadable expression upon his features. Great, this will be fun. He carefully places the tray next to me and takes a seat near my feet. I sit up a bit and see that the tray is filled with all of my favorites. Not really caring which one I want first, I grab a random item and start to devour it.
“The last time you looked this pale was months ago.” Bucky breaks me out of my thoughts. I can see him trying to decide if he wants to continue. “I’m worried about you. You started acting like you again once you stopped working out so much. Your eating never changed but you had more energy.”
“Bucky I am eating, see.” I take another bite of the sandwich. Please, I just need him to see that I am okay.
“It isn’t enough.” Bucky sighs and soothingly rubs my feet through the blanket. “If you keep doing this, you’ll have to eat all the time until maybe the afternoon, maybe. I know you and you won’t do that. It will slow you down.”
We sit in silence as I continue to eat. Bucky moves his hands to my calves next and I can feel more of my muscles loosen. His eyes seem far away in thought, not like earlier when he watched me eat. I wonder what he is thinking. I understand that not eating enough is dangerous, but I can’t help but feel like I am eating too much when I do. It has been a constant struggle since I was a teenager, and for the most part I felt like I was doing an okay job up until recently.
I try to imagine what it would be like if the roles were reversed. If I was the one having to beg him to eat enough, or to stop working out quite as much. I paint the picture of us sitting on his bed while I massaged out his muscles while I make him eat a plethora of foods. Seeing him on the ground because he is too exhausted to even crawl to his bed or for help.
“I’m sorry,” my voice comes out course and small. I can sense tears not too far behind.
“I know, doll.” Bucky gives me a little smile and his dazzling eyes find my own.
I finish all the food on the tray and set it to the floor beside the bed. Bucky comes up beside me and helps us both slip in under the covers. I cuddle into his chest and his warm arms engulf me to him. Forever safe in his embrace and it reminds me of things I already knew but needed to be reminded of. Bucky is the best man I could ever ask for… and I need to try to do better, not just for him but for myself too.
Pairing: Bucky x reader (enemies/friends to lovers)
Word Count: 1,732
Summary: You and Bucky don’t like each other because you love each other, you’re both just two idiots in love.
Author’s Note: So my friend sent me this insta reel and right away I was like OMG have to write it haha then I realized it was from Gilmore Girls and it was more fun. Hope you enjoy! Thank you all so so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ Divider by my sweet friend @firefly-graphics thank you lovely! The reel is posted below
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Hey, I got a request - thanks for that by the way - and I am doing a gender neutral adoption version of my last post. :)
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.
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.
But the two of you knew that biologically having a child together was impossible.
So you set out looking for an adoption agency as soon as possible. Some realised who Bucky was and instantly turned the two of you down.
It was difficult, hoping for someone to allow you to raise a child together, to give this child a happy home.
Whenever you were stressed, 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 they finally called and the agency approved your request, you were both over the moon, now just waiting for them to contact you.
They said they had a little girl, 8 weeks old. Her parents had left her on the side of the street and you could pick her up the next day.
You cried at the idea. Being a parent was something you’d always wanted and now you had it.
When you went to pick her up, you were overcome with emotion, but signing those papers that allowed you to become her parent was one of the best things that had ever happened to you.
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. 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 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 loved her parents 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.
You reached out to the adoption agency and talked them through another adoption and it was your lucky day because they had just been given one.
A 4 month old boy who’s parents had tragically died in an accident and he had no other family left.
So you and Bucky leaped on the idea immediately and in only a week, you were able to give him his forever home.
James Steven Barnes. The brilliant little boy that he had been able to meet.
Becca loved her little brother already, even if they didn’t look like one another, she didn’t care and loved him more than anything else. Although she did think he was a toy for a while.
He was was more of a handful growing up. He was just as crazy as his dad, even if they weren’t biologically related, and would love to run around and cause as much chaos as possible.
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.
Bucky was the ultimate dad. He would go to every sport with them, coaching the girls soccer team.
The other mums and dads loved 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 parent. 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.
The idea that his children were growing up scared him. James was the best on his team at only 13 and Becca was one of the greatest 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.
I hope you liked that, if you want me to add anything else - because I don’t know much about adoption - I’d be happy to fix it.
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.
