Reblog Sunday - The AU Edition: The Renaissance Songbooks by @btwxsixesandsevens
One of my favourite SarahBucky AU series was released this past November for the 2021 Fleur De Louve Month on Tumblr.
It’s a self-contained series that takes place during the Renaissance, with Lord Buchanan and his Lady Sarah.
Just little side step from the Jazz-inspired Sarah Bucky Songbooks, you get all of the SarahBucky goodness, with Guest Appearances and a Renaissance era music playlist!
A/N: I TRIED SOMETHING NEW, SO I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY!
WARNING- SMUT, 18+ MATERIAL. DO NOT READ UNDER THE AGE OF 18
This mission was different than most, only four of you had been chosen to dive into the world of Hydra and attempt to extract valuable information to take Hydra down. Steve and Buck were on the other side of the compound while Sam and yourself were on the other side attempting to breach the communication center to take over their eyes and ears.
Bullets whizzed past your head as you turned down a darkened hallway, the gasp that escaped your lips seemed deadly as you reloaded you weapon. You could hear the assailants getting closer to your corner as you continued to reload as fast as your human body could move. You may be assassin but you could only move so quickly.
As you went to make your move, aiming for their heads. Sam went to pull you back, in his eyes back to safety, in yours to be a pain in the ass.
“Let me go, now.” You gritted through your teeth as his grip loosened, you went to turn the corner again but only came face to face with Bucky and Steve. They had taken down every assailant before turning to you, taking in your annoyed expression.
The glare you were sending their way was fatal, they did this every single time. Every time they thought you wouldn’t be able to handle the heat on your own. So of course, this is nothing different, but this time you weren’t biting your tongue about it.
“I had it; you should have let me finish this damn mission.” You grunted, pushing past them before making your way to the Quinjet.
You sat in your seat, running your battered hands through your long hair. You could feel blood running down your cheeks, most likely from a cut on your forehead, as your hair kept sticking to it.
“Dammit” You said, throwing your gear across the Quinjet, the anger still radiating off of you as you heard the guys loading their stuff back onto the jet before heading back to Stark Tower.
“You good?” Sam asked as he took a seat next to you before Bucky and Steve loaded up.
You were holding back tears as you looked at him, “Honestly- no. I am so over feeling un-helpful when I know I’m good at my job. I know I can do this. But he thinks I can’t- The fucking Winter Solider, my own damn boyfriend thinks I can’t do my own job. And now I am too the point I want to leave.” You said, a single tear running down your cheek as you made eye contact with Sam.
He just gave you this look of sadness, “Don’t do that, you can’t leave.”
“Can’t leave what?” Bucky said trying to catch your eyes and you looked to the floorboards. He was trying to read your face, but you weren’t going to give anything away- not to him.
“None of your business, Barnes” You hissed at him as he sulked into his seat next to Steve as the Quinjet was being fired up.
You just closed your eyes trying not to focus on the events of today, you just wanted to be back at the tower and in your room away from everyone else.
Before you knew it the Quinjet was touching down again, the rough landing drew you from your slumber. You looked around checking your surroundings before gathering your things.
You quickly stepped out of the jet, making your way to your room. You were halfway off the helipad before someone grabbed your arm, spinning you towards them.
Of course, it was no other than Sargent James Buchanan Barnes, the man who you love when he doesn’t turn into a complete ass.
“What is the problem? I saved you ass back there” He said, glaring down at me.
“You- you are my fucking problem” You said, tearing your arm away from him and made your way back to your room in the tower.
You could not make it to your room faster, the door sliding behind you brought the blissful silence that you so deeply needed. A loud sigh escaped past your lips as you laid down your gear, carefully stripping off your uniform. Gasping as it slipped past a large bruise forming on your upper shoulder.
You made your way to your large bathroom, turning the shower on the steam quickly filling the large space. Looking in the mirror, you took in your appearance. An expansive cut was your forehead, dried blood stuck to your forehead and cheeks, even the evidence of a black eye forming.
A sigh escaped your lips as you stepped under the steaming water, the hot feeling good on your bruised and battered body. The water slowly turning a reddish-brown color due to the blood streaming off your body.
Closing your eyes, you just thought about the mission and how you wish it had gone differently. You knew you could handle the mission, but of course Buck thought you can’t do anything without breaking a nail or accidentally shooting yourself in the foot.
You just shook your head trying to focus on anything else but the mission and how you were being treated. The bubbles from your shampoo mixed with the steamy water, as you just tried to relax.
Could you really step away from the Avengers? Could you really just leave this new world? Could you step away from Bucky forever?
You left out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in as you turned the water off, your stomach growled as you dried yourself off. Trying to think about what tomorrow could bring, you threw on your pajamas, also meaning shorts and a large hoodie with fuzzy socks.
You tossed your wet hair over your shoulder as you made your way to the kitchen, just praying that everyone was still in their rooms or even better asleep. You could hear the peanut butter calling your name as you rounded the corner, only to come face to face with the one person you were trying to avoid.
“Hey Baby” He said, looking up from his files that were spread around the kitchen island, multiple pictures of former Hydra members scattered around with their own individual files.
You barely looked at him as you opened the kitchen cabinet, pulling out the crunchy peanut butter and a spoon. Leaning against the counter you just kept sparing him looks as his brow was scrunched together as he read more of his files.
“You want to stop looking at me or are you going to talk to me?” He grumbled at you, looking up from his files. The bruising on his face was noticeable, and so was the split lip he was sporting. Clearly you weren’t the only one who had some reminders of today’s mission.
You just smirked at him, you were annoyed with him and you weren’t going to engage in whatever he thought he was going to get away with saying to you.
Placing your spoon in the sink, you started to stroll back out of the kitchen just barely passing Bucky. You felt his metal hand wrap around your wrist, making you stop in place.
“I don’t want to talk to you” You said bluntly, trying to pull your already bruised wrist out of his cold hand.
“Well too bad- we need to talk about today. Cause you clearly have some kind of problem with me and how I do my job on missions” He said, turning towards you before standing to his feet causing you to step back as his height overtook your small frame.
“I don’t want to talk about this with you. I have absolutely nothing to say about today. I don’t want to talk to you, okay? Get that through your head please. I am so tired of people trying to protect me and keep me from doing my job. So please- leave me the hell alone Buck.” You said, standing your ground. It was a clear a fight was coming, and you didn’t have the energy to even try to defend yourself or your actions.
“I was trying to protect you! And everyone else on that mission, that is something we need to talk about. Not you ignore me because you’re mad at me cause I stepped in your way. You know I couldn’t live with myself if something was to happen to you.” He said, trying to step towards you more but you kept stepping back away from him.
“Are you kidding me? You think you are so high and mighty, and you aren’t Bucky. You aren’t as special as you think you are! I was perfectly fine until you stepped in my way! I know how to do my job, but I cannot do it when you are all over me.” You finally screamed at him, clearly frustrated by the man you had come to care and love.
“Maybe next time don’t try and get yourself killed! Then maybe I wouldn’t be so obligated to come save your stupid ass” He screamed back, watching the tears stream down your face.
You let out a deep breath, tears continuing to dampen your flustered cheeks, you turned towards the door attempting to walk away from this toxic situation.
You wanted nothing more than to escape this tower, escape from him and his ego. You were just so done.
Before you could pass through the doorway- his metal hand wrapped around your bruised wrist, spinning you close into his chest.
“Let me go Bucky” The anger evident in your voice and you attempted to pull your wrist away from him.
His eyes darkened as he looked at you, analyzing every feature of your face before speaking.
“That’s Sargent to you.” A smirk appearing on his face as he closed the distant between you, his lips on yours as the metallic taste of blood danced on your tongue from his split lip.
A slight moan escaped from your lips as the kiss continued to intensify, you gently pulled at his matted hair causing a guttural sound to escape his lips. His lips pulled away slowly looking for the sweet spot under your jaw that makes you go crazy.
“Oh Buck…” You moaned loudly, your voice bouncing off the kitchen walls. It would like your moan was in utter surround sound.
He pulled away, darkened eyes looking deep into your eyes before speaking in a low tone, “That’s not my name angel.”
You leaned in close, your hot breath hitting his ear, “Oh I’m sorry…. Sargent Barnes”
A shutter rippled through his body as he threw you over his shoulder, making his way over to Tony’s new and very expensive couch. Tossing you down, the armrest digging into your bruised back, only causing a moan to escape from you.
“Tony is going to kill us…” You moaned as he rutted his hips against yours, slowly grinding against your clothed heat. But that only added to the pleasure as you were already dripping wet.
“I don’t care” He silently moaned against your ear, as he found his way to your sweet spot under your jaw once again. Leaving a liter of hickey’s as he made his way down your body, slowly stripping you of your hoodie. Your nipples becoming hard as the cold air rushed onto your exposed skin.
A low moan escaped from you as he made his way down your neck before working his way to your breasts. He shot you a small glance as he took one of your nipples into his mouth, the contact sending your eyes to roll back into your head. The pleasure taking over your body, you were ready to give everything to this man.
You grinded your hips against his, your juices continuing to leak from you as you were a moaning mess under him. He made his way back up to your lips, kissing them so gently as he stripped off his shirt, and began to remove your shorts which barely covered anything.
You let out a shaky breath as he grazed your clit with his metal fingers, which only caused a ripple of pleasure to travel through you. He couldn’t help but smirk at the bucking of your hips.
“You’re leaking baby” He said, rubbing his thumb across your clit almost too slow for your liking. He knew exactly what he was doing as he continued to press his thumb into your clit, as he slowly enters two fingers into your leaking cunt. You couldn’t help yourself as your eyes rolled back into your head, the pleasure building inside of you.
Your legs began to tremble as your orgasm was quickly approaching, you could hear the wet sounds of your cunt as he continued to press his fingers deep inside of you, hitting your most sensitive spot.
“Please- I’m gonna…Sargent…” You began to pant out as your legs continue to tremble even more.
“Go.” Was all he had to say before you came undone under him, you became a mess of moans as you felt your cunt pulse around his fingers as he continued to pump in and out of you.
“I need you…” You said as you grinded your leaking cunt against his hand even more, he couldn’t help but groan as he fished his thick length out of his sweats. His tip was swollen, and red with precum started to leak.
He stroked himself a few times before guiding himself to your opening, stretching your cunt to accommodate his size. He gave you no time to adjust before he began thrusting into you at a fast speed.
The frantic pace was too much for your pleasure riddled body as you could feel your cunt started to pulse again, your orgasm was only seconds away. You arched your back as the orgasm began to overwhelm your body, sending your eyes straight back into your head.
He threw his head back as he felt his high approaching, he just took in the glorious appearance under him as you continued to fall apart under him.
“I’m close” He moaned as he continued to hit your sensitive spot with such force, only causing the pleasure to increase even more.
“Fill me up….” Was all you worked out in-between your panting. He smiled down at you before snapping his hips one more time, spilling hit warm seed deep inside of you. Only causing you to pulse even more around his throbbing dick.
He collapsed on top of you, just taking in this moment and taking in you.
“I love you… only you” You said as you pushed his matted, sweaty hair out of his face. A smile appeared on his face, as he pressed his lips to yours, hard.
“I love you so much” He said, brushing your wet hair out of your face, taking in every feature as he continued to study you.
You opened your mouth to say something when a voice came over the loudspeaker, “Mr. Stark would like to inform you that you owe him a new couch And also to say that was more than disturbing”
You both couldn’t help but laugh as the loudspeaker cut out again. In a world where the Winter Solider used to be nothing but a killer. Here he is now, in all his glory as the one man who would do anything to keep your safe.
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synopsis: telling a nervous Bucky you’re pregnant and reassuring him he will be an incredible father and there’s no one else you’d rather go through parenthood with.
warnings: conversation about PTSD, my shitty writing :), but mainly fluff, Bucky being a nervous dad, Bucky deserving better-
Your eyes brimmed with tears.
It was happening. You were going to be a mother. You were so incredibly happy and shocked, and god overwhelmed.
Tears started pouring out of your eyes, you couldn’t help it. Out of instinct you pulled your knees up to your chest on the ground where you sat burying your head in your knees.
That’s when the door creaked open, “hey doll, I was just goi- y/n?” You heard your loves tone shift from informative and natural instantly to concern as he rushed up to you his eyes full of concern.
You looked up to see him there. Those electric blue eyes staring into your e/c ones as a small smile was revealed on your face.
“What happened, doll?” He asked in a small voice, now kneeled down in front of you.
Your hand drifted up to his cheek as your thumb grazed his cheek your eyes traveling over his face as you shook your head in disbelief.
“Bucky… we- were going to be p-parents.” You choked out, holding up the test.
Bucky’s eyes widened grabbing the test in shock. “Are you- are you serious?” His voice small as tears brimmed his eyes.
You let out a choked laugh and nodded with a smile, “yes baby. You’re going to be a dad.” Bucky looked taken aback at that, so much so that he sat back— no longer on his knees.
“Y/N…” he mumbled softly, tears pooling in his blue eyes. “I know,” you spoke as you began to move towards him. It had become a common occurnace over Buckys lifetime for the events that took place at HYDRA to haunt him. But they especially did in his relationship with you, as much as he wished it not to. He was hesitant to get into a relationship not wanting to burden you with his horrors and his difficulties, he was hesitant to this day in bed with you, scared to be too rough with you. He always wanted to ensure your safety.
He felt like you being with him put you at risk. But you didn’t care, it was worth it with him.
He had a beautiful heart, that was burned and broken far too many times. He was kind but had been used. He was strong but had many battle scars. He deserved love but didn’t want to accept it. It’s a good thing you’re stubborn.
You have loved Bucky because through all of the pain and suffering he’s been through, he still manages to smile, to laugh, to give love even though he’s been used so many times.
Bucky Barnes was incredible, even if he didn’t know it.
But that didn’t mean his demons didn’t still keep him up at night.
“I know…” you mumbled, you placed both your hands on his cheeks to have him face you. Your thumb grazed his cheek wiping a tear that escaped his eye.
“Tell me,” you had said.
It was simple but you knew what it meant to Bucky. To have someone listen, care— to treat him as though he did matter. Which to you, he did.
“I… I made a promise,” he started as his eyes drifted from the floor to yours again as he continued, “A long time ago. That I would never put someone through the pain of dealing with my problems. The burden of my trauma. I was so hesitant to express my feelings for you because I thought that if you learned to deal with me, to love me… it would put a damper on your light. Like I would permanently damage your brightness and positivity… taking my pain and placing it on you-“ he spoke each word exposing the residue of the pain and damage HYDRA had done to him but you cut him off.
“And have you?”
“What?”
“Put a damper on my light— infect me with this darkness you keep claiming you have within you? Because I don’t think you have. In fact, I didn’t know happiness like I know happiness now before being with you. Do you think I’ve changed?”
“No.” He choked out. “You’re perfect.”
“So why are you so scared, buck? If you changed me at all, it’s for better!”
“Because what if I’m a bad dad? What if my problems affect our kids childhood? What if I hurt our baby? How could I ever come back from that. I would never forgive myself if I let my trauma affect how I raise this kid… but y/n what if it does? I would lose my mind if I hurt you or our baby.”
“Bucky. I have been in love with you for three years and I’ve called you mine for one of them. Throughout those three years I’ve never once known pain caused by you or pain nonetheless.
Why? Because you have shielded me from it. Im not saying you can do the same for a whole other human. But I don’t know if I’ll be able to either. All of that shit that hydra did to you… you went through that hell alone and made it out and still became the man that I’m proud to say I’m so in love with.
If you can do that alone? You can do parenthood with me bucky. And whenever you feel like you can’t just remember you have the most stubborn headstrong girl on all of planet earth wrapped around your finger. You are a light I cannot begin to describe, Bucky. You are an incredible man who will be an incredible father whom I would love to raise a baby girl with. Okay?” You spoke reassuringly to him. Your hands still on his cheeks making sure he took in every word.
His eyes followed your features a small smile breaking out on his face as he pulled you in for a passionate kiss.
You smiled into the kiss as he mumbled into it, “I love you so much y/n y/l/n.”
You knew Bucky still was pained and had his doubt but right now was about celebrating.
You smiled as he stood up pulling you up with him as he pulled you into a kiss your arms wrapped around his neck as he placed his hand on your leg.
You jumped up wrapping your legs around his waist as he placed his metal arm under your thigh for support as he carried you over to your bed placing you down gently on it as he climbed on top of you pushing the hair out of your face.
“Careful!” You shouted giggling, “don’t hurt the baby.”
Bucky just smiled in response, “I’m so lucky.”
“As am I.” Smiling up at him. I’ll love you for infinity, James Buchanan Barnes.” You spoke leaning up to plant a soft kiss on his lips to which he pulled back from a determined look on his face.
“How do you feel about naming our daughter infinity?” He asked causing you to laugh.
“I love you for many other reasons but coming up with names is not one of them. Now kiss me you idiot.” You spoke causing him to laugh as he leaned down to kiss you again.
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Bonus:
You and Bucky had planned to keep your pregnancy a secret from the avengers seeing as things could go worth and you just wanted to make sure (and avoid Tony’s teasing for as long as you could)
So as you attended a brunch with all of them, you had intended to keep it a secret.
That was until Bucky began to pour you champagne— momentarily forgetting at the table you were keeping it a secret and you couldn’t drink.
“Bucky!” You mumbled to him angrily.
“The baby.” You whispered which ended up not coming out as a whisper at all considering most of them had enhanced senses…
Peter had choked on his water.
Wanda gasped.
Bruce gaped, “did you say baby?”
You glanced up at Bucky, oops.
“Um, yeah. We intended to keep it a secret but, yes, I’m pregnant!” You confirmed not being able to hide a smile which Bucky already had on his face.
Thor laughed, “congrats there, soldier,”
Natasha’s eyes had just went wide as she smiled widely in delight.
Steve just started smiling cheekily, “seriously man, that’s great!” He spoke patting Buckys’ shoulder.
“Ey, great job on that one winter soldier. Not so great at pulling out, huh?” Tony teased.
The rest just either gaped or smiled at the pair.
“Nice going.” You mumbled, maybe this wasn’t going to be so easy.
