#Mobster!Bucky

[holylulusworld]

Jealousy a la Bucky

Summary: He’s not jealous.

Pairing: (Soft)Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: jealous Bucky, Bucky is smitten for the reader, Steve being a tease, fluff, flirting

He’s not jealous. Never. He’s not even looking your way when you talk to one of his business partners. Nope. He’s not squaring his jaw or balling his hands into fists. No, of course not.

What he does is sulk at the bar, a pout on his lips, and a grumpy expression on his face. He nips at his drink while following your every move.

“That her?” Steve finally asks. He watched his friend stare at you from afar for almost half an hour. Now he wants to tease him. “I guess she’s good at making new friends, huh? A pretty dame like her. All alone. Wearing a dress like that.”

“First and final warning,” Bucky points his index finger at his friend and brother-in-crime. “I saved your life more than once. But I will take it if you say one more thing about that woman.”

“Aw, it finally happened,” sipping at his drink Steve watches his friend frown deeply. You giggle at something Clint Barton, one of his confidants and notorious weapon dealers, said. “James Buchanan Barnes is in love.”

“Shut up, punk,” Bucky grunts. “If you say one more word, you’ll lose your tongue and more.” He angrily glares at Barton, swearing on his mother’s grave he’ll kill the man if he dares to touch you. “I’m not in love.” 

He’s not in love. Not at all. Of course, not. James Buchanan Barnes, a notorious mobster, and stone-cold weapon dealer doesn’t fall in love.

Then, why can’t he take his eyes off you, his sweet new assistant? The woman taking care of his life. “She brings me food and makes my appointments. Y/N is only my assistant. Stop acting like I lost my dead heart to that beautiful, caring, and sweet girl.”

“You are so in love with her,” Steve grins and raises his glass. “To James Buchanan Barnes, the most wanted bachelor who finally got tamed. I hope you know I want to be your best man at your wedding.”

Bucky glares at Steve. He wants to say something, or (and) punch his friend’s face when someone calls his name. Your sweet voice brings him out of his rage and back to reality. 

“Mr. Barnes, you should eat something,” you clear your throat to get your boss’s attention. “Sir, I got you a plate filled with all the things you like.”

“All the things I like?” He drops his eyes to the plate you hold. “You mean all the things you like, doll.”

You giggle at the pet name. Bucky Barnes is a dangerous man, and you should be afraid to be even close to him. Oddly, you feel the safest around your boss. He’s a big teddy bear when it comes to you.

“Fine, I got you the same things I like so we can share.”

“You want to share the food with Bucky?” Steve swallows thickly when his friend snaps his head toward him. “He’s a food thief. You should keep a close eye on that food.”

“I like sharing,” you softly say. “Mr. Barnes often forgets to eat. I made it my mission to take care of him and his well-being.”

Steve chokes on his drink at the look Bucky gives you. Puppy dog eyes. James Buchanan Barnes looks at you like you are a miracle to him. 

“Uh-cool,” the blonde says. “I’ll grab some food too. It was a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Y/L/N.”

“Same,” you are busy offering food to your boss and barely look at Steve. “Now, what do you want to taste first?”

‘Your lips’, Bucky thinks to himself but doesn’t say it out loud. “What do you recommend?”

“We could start with the salmon and then, you should try the green asparagus. It’s delicious and the best I ever ate. OH, and they have the best desserts, Bucky.” You gasp as you just called your boss by his name. “I’m sorry, Sir…I didn’t…I…”

“My name sounds like a melody on your tongue,” Bucky grabs the salmon to wolf it down. You just stare at him, and let his words sink in. 

“That was…” you snort. “Oh my god! So funny. I mean…sorry…but…that was the lamest pick-up line ever,” you step closer to whisper in his ear. “You know, if you like me, you can just ask me out.”

“It was poetic and—” He tries to argue until he realizes you kinda asked him out. “Do you want to go on a date with me, doll?”

“Phew, finally,” you smirk. “I wouldn’t have made it through the night if I talked to Mr. Barton for much longer. He wanted me to have a look at his bow. I still don’t know what he meant.”

“His bow?” Bucky hiccups. “That bastard wanted to show you his bow?”

“Hmm…I told him that you already offered to show me your gun.”

“Right now?” He nervously shifts on his feet, and hopefully looks at you.

“No,” you pat his chest and smile. “I don’t look at a man’s gun before the second date…or the third.”

“I bet you’ll make an exception for me,” he takes the plate out of your hands and throws it over his shoulder. “Don’t worry, doll. I’ll order room service for us.”

“I’m keeping you up on that promise, Sir…”

You will have room service, in Paris only a few hours later…

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[world-of-aus]

Hi, Hello and Welcome To Today’s Gym Thought..

Featuring Mob!Bucky

 

He has you against a wall in the darkest corner of his club, your leg hiked high around his waist, the slit of your dress allowing him easy access to your smooth skin.  

“This mouth of yours almost cost us our shipment, doesn’t know when to quit,” he growls lips slotting over yours in a bruising kiss, you return his fervor arms curling around his shoulders, fingers finding their way into his hair. 

The laugh he draws from you is airy, “you were letting them walk over you, if I hadn’t stepped in we would have lost them for sure,” you breathe into his lips. “The only good thing that comes out of your mouth is when it’s buried between my thighs.” 

He presses you harder into the wall, hand finding your neck, he wants to break you. “I’m your dad’s business partner sweetheart, not yours.” 

You reciprocate, tugging his hair at the same time you push your hips into his, a delicious groan bubbling from the man's chest, he tightens his hold around your throat, “and yet daddy didn’t trust you enough to come meet them alone, sent me right along to make sure you didn’t fail.” 

“Shut the fuck up,” he growls his body pressing into yours. 

The hands that were curled in his hair find their way to the fronts of his slacks, the air is electric around the two of you as you pop the button, fingers pulling down the zipper achingly slow. 

 “Make me.”  

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[buckgasms]

"Bunny and Clyde"

I have no excuse for this.

How do we feel about dark!mob!Bucky and dark!crazy!slut!bunny!reader???? Well we're about to find out. I'm really outing myself as a slut here but you already all know this so 🙊

But still.... Damn...

Warnings: mob boss Bucky, mob violence, rough sex, blackmail, pet name (bunny), choking, come play?

It was without a doubt that you were Bucky's favourite girl. You might not currently be his girl, but for sure he favoured you over anyone else at your job.

You were a dancer at Bucky's nightclub, a popular hangout for the rich and infamous in the city. Bucky was certainly one of those, the biggest and baddest in fact. He stopped by the club frequently, and when he did, he always made sure you danced for the biggest tippers and would reserve a seat on his lap for you when he wanted to entertain guests. He would press kisses to your shoulders and pinch and squeeze your soft skin when he talked to you.

That was the extent of it, but you wanted more. Much more. He was gorgeous, strong, powerful and he clearly adored you. So there was no way you were going to let him slip out of your hands for some other girl to sink her claws into. You didn't know how you were going to do it, but that man was going to be yours, whatever it took.

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One evening you found yourself in Bucky's office. He was chatting to some mob type about a deal that had appeared to have gone wrong. Bucky was furious, evident by his leg tapping, bouncing you up and down in his lap and in the way he squeezed at your thighs. The action which had your pussy fluttering as the build of his anger and frustration made you desperate to help him.

Abruptly he motioned you to stand and he pressed a little kiss to your cheek. "Will you stay here and wait for me Bunny? I got some business to deal with..." You nodded and sat down in his comfy leather seat as the two men left the room. You were immediately bored and started spinning the chair and rifling through his desk drawers.

You found a couple of guns which didn't really surprise you, lots of cash and some papers. You also found a little usb stick and you picked it up, fiddling with it until you decided to stick it into the laptop that sat on Bucky's desk. Your heart pounded as you clicked through the files.

Endless evidence of Bucky's misdeeds flashed before your eyes. Nothing that really shocked you, but the fact he had pictures and documents just seemed mad to you. If anyone had this, they'd own Bucky forever.... That had your mind spinning.....

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You decided not to wait in Bucky's office as he had asked and you moved through the club, round the back corridors until you found what you were looking for. The door to the 'Red Room'. No one was allowed in there without Bucky's strict permission, and you certainly didn't have that.

You inched closer to the door and heard the sound of fighting or more like a beating. There were sounds of talking and occasional grunts and you almost turned heel and ran, but you had a mission to finish and that kept you rooted to the spot. You shivered a little in the cold hallway, your skimpy dancers outfit not doing much to keep you warm. Suddenly the door you were creeping behind burst open. The burly guy from Bucky's office was glaring at you and behind him you saw some poor soul bruised and bloodied in a chair in the room.

"What the fuck?" You heard Bucky call out and the man grabbed your arm and dragged you into the room. Bucky's anger was evident and he ran a hand over his face. "Get him outta here" he said quietly and the burly man dragged the man out of the room and left you both standing there alone. You gave him a look over, you couldn't help but feel a rush of lust as you noticed the blood on his knuckles, the rolled up shirt sleeves, the sweat on his brow and the anger in his eyes.

"I didn't mean to interrupt" you offered with a faux innocence that did nothing to calm Bucky's temper. "What the fuck you playing at Bunny?" He spat and you walked towards him. "I could fucking kill you y'know" he raged, grabbing your throat and pressing you up against the wall but you just giggled. "Well that would be a terrible waste wouldn't it?"

Your attitude shocked him into slightly letting loose his grip on your throat but he kept his eyes fixed on you. "Plus, if you did, a copy of your naughty files would end up all over the news... And that would be so sad..." You held up his little usb and waved it in front of him. He narrowed his eyes and let go of you.

"What do you want Bunny?" You rolled your eyes and wrapped your arms around his neck. "Everything. I want you." He pressed you up against the wall again, and glared at you. "You're telling me, you're willing to risk me throwing you in the Hudson, to be my girlfriend?" You laughed again, fingers smoothing over his shoulders, your legs slotting between his. "Not girlfriend, you cheat on all your girlfriends..." You pouted and he smirked as you ground your heat down on his thigh. "I want to be your Bunny. You're only Bunny. Wanna be spoiled and fucked and make you happy all the time." He pressed his thigh harder and you gasped as the pressure sent pleasure shooting through your core. "Besides, everyone knows I'm your favourite girl, why not make it official?"

He moved in close, his lips brushing yours and you whimpered as he squeezed your throat tight. "Reckon you can handle it Bunny? Think you can manage everything I got to give you?" You captured his lips in a kiss and you nodded making him chuckle darkly, "I don't think you can Bun Bun."

You tugged at his shirt and mewled at him, "I can, I can take it, give it to me Bucky please?" With that he lifted you off the floor and carried you over to a little table and pushed your shivering body to lie down. "Such a stupid little Bunny, all this for some cock huh? Always knew I had a little slut sitting on my lap, didn't take much did it? Have you desperate for me to fuck ya? Think you're so fucking smart huh?" You whimpered and whined as he tore your pretty costume apart, exposing your body to him.

He spread your pussy lips apart and spat harshly on your cunt before using his cock to spread the wetness around. Your eyes widened at his size and you were about to protest when he pushed your chest so you were flat on your back again. "Bunny, you said you wanted everything. Don't be fucking ungrateful now you're getting it..." He sank in, stretching you painfully, making you cry out and claw at him. He stilled until you had adjusted, but he spent the time slapping and pinching your breasts, leaning down and biting at you, kissing you roughly and pinning your hands down on the hard surface.

Your whole body was on fire, everything you ever wanted in this moment. You wanted to laugh and cry all at once. Deciding to rile him even more you pulled him into a kiss, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood before rolling your hips. "Are you just gonna lie here panting on top of me, or are you gonna fuck me?" He barked out a laugh before gripping your throat again and starting to pound into your cunt with no mercy. You cried out and filled the dark room with your begs and pleas as he hit every spot in you perfectly.

"Fuck bunny, so fucking tight" he strained and tightened his grip on your throat until your face turned pink. "Taking me so goddam well... Jesus always knew you'd be a good girl for me..." He rubbed your clit with his thumb and you desperately gasped for air as pleasure streaked through your body, down to the tips of your toes. He growled as you squeezed him but he managed to hold himself in check. "Get on your fucking knees Bunny" he ordered and dragged you as you scrambled to kneel at his feet.

You grabbed his cock and helped him jerk it off over your pretty face, sucking at the sensitive head, making him groan as you licked him up and down until he pulled you away. He rubbed the come into your face and pushed some into your greedy mouth and you sucked hard on his fingers, happily swallowing them and letting him choke you a little with them. He looked at you and you grinned up at him, "told ya" you teased as you clung to his thigh and kissed his cock one more time.

"You tryna kill me Bunny?"

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[bucky-barnes-diaries]

mob!bucky being submissive that is all

Fix My Shoes

Pairing || Mob!Bucky x Wife!Reader

Word Count || Around 250

Contents & Warnings || Implied Smut — 18+ Only, Minors DNI, explicit content/language, pet names (babe, doll, princess), slight sub!bucky, implied oral (f receiving).

Authors Note || Hmm ok I loved the little thot I posted about Bucky being a subby little bitch for his princess but idk how subby this piece actually is because I’m not used to writing sub!bucky. But this is the first thing that popped in my head. I still think it’s fucking HOT! This was quickly written and not proofread, but I hope people enjoy regardless :D

Mob!Bucky Masterlist

You and your husband were getting ready to go out to dinner with some friends. You each stood on your designated His & Hers side of the vast walk-in closet, dressing up in luxurious clothes and accessories.

You opted for a little black dress with expensive jewellery and cute black heels. You slid into the shoes, and it seemed such work to bend down and do them up, but you knew someone who would be more than happy to help.

“Babe.”

“Yes, doll.”

He turned around at the sound of your voice as he fixed his collar on the white shirt.

“Fix my shoes?” You held up your leg elegantly as you batted your eyelashes at him.

“Anything for you, princess.”

He smirked as he got down on one knee before you, caressing your calves. The touch made you shiver, and an inaudible moan escaped. He left delicate kisses on your exposed thigh, making your stomach soar with tingling butterflies, as he did up one shoe and then switched sides to do the other.

You ran your hand through his short hair while he fixed your shoes. With each kiss to your tender skin, your core pulsated, wanting those kisses as well.

“Anything else princess wants?” He asked once he finished.

“Hmm, there is one more thing,” with your hand at the back of his head, you guided him towards your core, wanting to exploit more of his kind and generous nature, “if there’s time.”

“I always have time to please my princess.”

Thank you for reading 🖤 Feedback through a comment is highly appreciated! Or let me know through an anonymous ask if that feels more comfortable. As well as a reblog to share my work with other people!

If people want to send some more thots please feel free to do so 👀 Maybe some of them will inspire me to write or include them in a longer fic! If not I will write something very short and quick or give you my opinion on the topic 🖤

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[disasterofastory]

The Maid Of Mr. Barnes Masterlist

The Maid Of Mr. Barnes Masterlist Completed Bucky Barnes x Reader Mafia AU

Summary: You get a job as Mr. Barnes's maid. You heard about the notorious gangster, but since you desperately need money and a place to live, you are not in a position to be picky.

A/N: About the '+' chapters: they are extra chapters. It gives enough room for me to add something to the story later. More like shorter parts and additions. About the story: I built up a whole world in my head. You will meet characters that may will have their own stories, BUT I don't make promises. I don't know if I will have enough time to write them (since I have other fandoms I don't want to neglect) or if it will work out the way I plan it. Right now, we will focus on Bucky and his maid. I hope you will like it and have some fun while reading it.

Steve and his Sugar:  The Pretty Little Actress Of Rogers Masterlist

Thank you for your feedbacks and notes.

Chapters

Part 1 - Interview - You have an interview for the maid job.

+ The maid - You start a new chapter in your life as a maid for Mr. Barnes.

Part 2 - The middle of the night - You meet a stranger.

Part 3 - Mr. Barnes - You meet Mr. Barnes.

Part 4 - Porn for women -  You have a day off and you decide to spend it in the library.

Part 5 - Play - Being around Bucky is a dangerous game for your heart.

Part 6 - A piece of calmness -  Something happened, and you have an unexpected day off.

Part 7 - Late night dinner - Your boss invites you out for dinner.

+ Long night - Bucky is thinking of you at night. /18+

Part 8 - Chaos for breakfast - Your morning doesn’t go as planned.

Part 9 - Awe - A talk with your boss leads you to a kiss.

Part 10 - Sugar  - You meet Steve’s girlfriend.

Part 11 - Something everybody should know -  You can’t avoid Bucky forever.

Part 12 - Date - You have your official first date with Bucky.

Part 13 - Dreamless night - Bucky comes home and you take care of him.

Part 14 - Winter - Bucky tells you everything.

Part 15 - Drunken temptress - You have a night out with the girls and Bucky have to deal with your drunken state.

+ Reminder - Bucky reminds you of what happened last night.

Part 16 - End of the summer - Bucky has to take care of Hydra. Once and for all.

+ Girls night - While Bucky is away you get to know the other girls.

Part 17 - Home - Bucky is home again and you talk about the future.

The End 

More extra chapters

+ Las Vegas /18+

+ Stress /18+

+ Yes, Mr. Barnes /18+

+ Movie night

+ A cup of tea

+ Ask - You hurt yourself accidentally

+ Ask - A horrible morning

+ Ask - Bucky scares Bunny

+ Ask - Bucky thinks someone hurt you

+ Ask - That time of the month

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[irelandking]

mob au fic recs

bucky barnes x reader

❤️ = fluff 😔 = angst 🔥 = smut

multiparts:

family matters - @world-of-aus

You should have heeded your father’s warnings to stay away, now HIS demons have come to collect, and they come in the form of the Notorious mob boss James Buchanan Barnes, but is there more than meets the eye? - 73k words ❤️🔥😔

mafia masterlist - @angrythingstarlight

interconnected one shots ❤️🔥

ruin - @sinner-as-saint

You work at a café owned by your family, close to your uni. And most of your days are pretty laid back and calm, but that is until you catch the eye of the mob boss. Your cute skirts and soft sweaters make him weak. Your innocence captivates him. And he wants you, badly. He wants you in his bed, wants his hand under those cute little skirts… he wants to ruin you.  🔥

one shots:

anon ask - @angrythingstarlight

but rlly… r telling ppl who cross her that “upsetting me upsets my husband, and trust me you don’t wanna do that” ❤️🔥

i will not give you up - @world-of-aus

My love can I request prompt 14 with Mob Bucky, please? You’ve started dating and his family don’t approve. You can’t take the snarky comments from his family anymore so you try to break up with him and he pushes you to finally break down and tell him the real reason why. ❤️😔

home again - @navybrat817

your husband opens up about his past as you fall more in love 🔥

harmonious - @navybrat817

part 2 & 3: husband and wife & honeymoon suite you may think you're a pawn in bucky's life, but you are his queen 🔥

thigh riding - @bucky-barnes-diaries

mob!bucky x wife reader 🔥

nights & mornings with mob!bucky - @bucky-barnes-diaries

How you and Bucky go to sleep and how you and Bucky wake up. 🔥

all that glitters is gold - @printedpeterparker

The one where Y/N takes a chance on the mobster. ❤️

night hours - @sinner-as-saint

Bucky wakes you up in the middle of the night because he can’t sleep, and he knows you can help with that. ❤️🔥

twilight moments with you - @sinner-as-saint

You were just an innocent girl who works in her family’s patisserie. You had an absolutely normal life, until the day you got tangled in the mess between ex-mob James Buchanan Barnes and one of his enemies who is still out to get him. Things changed after that. But not all changes are terrible… ❤️🔥

practice - @buckyalpine

Dark-ish Mob bucky barnes x virgin maid reader 🔥

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[sebastianstansqueen]

Lost In The Shadows: Part Twelve

A/N: This one is short, sorry, also have began writing my next series, my stuff about that will be up once i'm finished posting this story, hoe you like it, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,159

Warnings: angst, Guns, Bucky being unaware, Wayne, and Brock if I forgot anything let me know please!

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After the stress of being at the hospital worried sick everyday, Y/n had to admit being at her villa in Italy was a nice change from the compound back home. It was also nice that she was able to get Bucky an arm with the thought of mind that money was no object, so she got the best of the best. The best part was it was just her and Bucky, since everyone  back home wanted to keep it hush hush that they were leaving, there wasn’t a security staff always lurking nor did she have any professionals roaming the house like cleaners, and kitchen staff, it felt normal, and she almost didn’t dare say she liked it. 

Currently she sat by the pool, while Bucky was swimming laps, she softly smiled to herself as she thought about it. Tonight they were going to roam the city, starting with an art gallery and then dinner. A lot of this felt so domestic to her and she couldn’t fully hate it. “You okay?” Bucky asked, her eyes opened as she looked at him. “I know you’ve been stressed.” And there was also that, if Bucky remembered he would probably understand the why, because technically you were both in hiding. 

“Bucky, if anything I’m for once not stressed.” She lied through her teeth, she was more stressed than ever before, because they were stuck in a foreign country Bucky had no memory of the Mafia, and for the first time since taking her family business back she wasn’t the one in control of everything, and she hated that. “If anything, I’m excited about tonight, it’s gonna be romantic.” 

As the two of them walked around looking at different paintings, sculpture and other pieces of work. It was nice until a bullet hit one of the paintings, Y/n’s eyes widened. “Get down!” She yelled, she pulled out her own gun that had been tucked away in a secret pouch in her overly big purse, as more bullets came through breaking the glass.

“What the hell is going on?” Bucky asked with wide eyes. 

Y/n looked at him. “Believe me Bucky in another life you’d understand, but for now follow what I do.” She aimed her own gun at the glass ceiling of the building, where she couldn’t see even an outline of a person, she took a deep breath in irritation. “Okay, we’ve gotta get on that roof.” 

“That’s where the bullets came from.” Bucky hissed out. 

Y/n nodded. “I know.” She got up moving, Bucky moved her as she had told him. As people who weren’t dead ran around in panic and fear, and red lights went off with an annoying alarm and people who had gotten shot in the spray of bullets moments earlier laid on the ground crying or dead.  She moved around until she found a roof entrance, she began running up the stairs, when both of them made it up to the roof Y/n found who she was looking for meaning whoever it was wanting to kill her had an open air shot to get her. As Y/n saw it was two people, Sharon and Wayne, Y/n scoffed, wind caused her hair to blow everywhere. “You two have got to be shitting me! You're working together?” 

They both looked at her with wide eyes. “She betrayed Brock, so I'm here for both of you!” Wayne was the first to speak. 

Y/n began to actually laugh. “That’s a good one Wayne, you're working for Rumlow, you're not even stupid enough to do that.” 

“You're the one who’s gonna lose out, Y/n, you are the one who lost doing business with him, and you're gonna die for it.” Wayne smiled wickedly, Y/n noticed he looked different; he'd been bulked up or something. 

“Are you on that fucking staroids he wants to sell on the streets?” She scoffed able to tell, by the obvious side effects. 

“It’s called ‘the serum’.” He said aggressively. 

“Oh, please, all those blue crystals are gonna do for you is kill you eventually.” Y/n was taunting him. 

“Okay that's enough.” Sharron stopped her from continuing. “I’m killing you, and then taking everything you’ve built.” The blond held up a gun at Y/n, making her do the same. 

Y/n, wasn’t aiming for her sister but Wayne, as her finger pressed the trigger Sharons did the same and she ducked down, with Bucky as she watched Wayne fall off the building with blood spreading on his shirt. 

Sharon watched and hurried to follow where he fell, jumping off knowing Y/n was giving her one more chance to get her. Y/n liked a game especially with her sister, so she was willing to play it, if Sharon killed her next time she’d win, only getting one more chance to try again, before Y/n would kill her. Y/n looked at Bucky making sure he was alright, he looked shaken up but no wounds, she helped him up. “Are you okay?” She asked, and he nodded. “Okay come on.” 

When they got back to the villa she began packing everything they had brought, moving as fast as she could.  “Y/n what the hell was that!” Bucky yelled, making her freeze up, stopping what she was doing.

Y/n whipped around. “You're not gonna talk to me like that!” She yelled back. “You're the one who doesn't remember anything, and doesn't know what is going on so you're not gonna yell at me, I’m doing this for your safety, because I care about you.” 

“Explain what’s going on then.” He said with irritation. 

“My sister, who is a skilled assassin, and a guy I refused to do business with are trying to kill me and possibly you, and that’s how we ended up in the hospital I’m assuming, and your don’t remember this because of what you got in the accident, Bucky I’m a mafia boss and so is your brother, but we’ve gotta go if you want to live.” She spoke with pure urgency, she moved up to him, placing her hand in his, she slowly moved in closer to him, kissing him softly. “Bucky, I love you, and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you, if you come with me I’ll make sure you don’t die.” 

Bucky pulled her closer to him. “I’ll go with you, but be honest with me from now on.” 

Y/n looked at him and nodded. “Okay, for now pack, I’ll figure out where to next.”

_____

Brock shook his head, as Wayne's feed and tracker turned red, he slammed his hand on the desk, a mix of anger and joy. Wayne had been helpful but soon became a pest on his shoulder, he huffed knowing he needed to know Y/n’s next move. He had to be the one to finish her off. 

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[imnotagaslighter]

Chapter One: Sly as a Snake

Word Count: 2.9K

Warnings: Tread carefully this will be a dark!fic Please DNI if you're not 18 or older

Blood, Graphic, Minor Character Deaths, Age Gap, Lloyd Hansen being creepy, Hints of Grooming (?)

I was going to do a cute little preview but I just thought why not just post a whole chapter as a preview!! I hope you guys enjoy ;).

It didn’t take long for the gala-themed party to be halted but that’s because who wouldn’t want to? A party that held all of the families under one luxurious, (and in your opinion very flamboyant) mansion. It wasn’t until a very loud breach from the main entrance took your attention away from the attendees in front of you.

You and maybe the rest of the families at the party stood in confusion and shock as men in tactical gear rushed through the main banquet hall firing automatic weapons into the air and at random important heads of different gang families. That’s when screams and weapons began to go toe to toe on who could be the loudest. It didn’t make it any better that you had lost your brother and parents within the crowds that were moving in different directions trying to dodge the bullets.

Your heart was slightly racing as you felt yourself being pushed by the various people trying to run out of the hall and hopefully find an exit, but your mind had other ideas. Moving towards the wall you’d slip into a room before closing the door behind yourself and slouching down onto the opposite wall of the door. Your hands were shaking as you tried to regain your composure, it didn’t make it any better that you were wearing a floor-length dress accompanied by heels that were not ideal for running.

Another round of shots rang out into the air before holes started to appear on the wall and you’d quickly roll onto the stomach hoping none of the shots were aimed toward the floor. Knowing you’d have to think (and move) quickly you began to untie the laced-up heels and kick them off before looking around, you were in the preparation kitchen so it wouldn’t be hard to find something to cut the dress. Your right hand instinctively reached up to your inner right thigh to find your gun still holstered there and you pulled it out. Sliding the mag out of the barrel you saw the clip was full and of course, you didn’t bring an extra clip because you just wouldn’t think someone would have it out for the families so bad to the point where they’d target all of the families under one roof. Which you couldn’t help to admit was smart but very ballsy and you couldn’t help to figure out who was the mind behind all of this terror.

Finding a chef’s knife you held it just above the knee of your dress and you’d hesitate, hating the fact that you’d have to ruin such a beautiful (and rather expensive) dress but you had to get out and find your parents. You’d attempt to cut through the fabric and it was louder than usual meaning outside was quiet and you’d stop quickly to listen.

“I heard something in the kitchen. You three go in there and see what it is” You heard an oddly familiar voice before you looked around for a place to exit and the only thing you could think of was the dumbwaiter on the other side of the room. You knew you couldn’t make it over there in time so you’d finish ripping the dress apart grab the knife and scurry across the floor toward an empty shelf and you’d bring your knees to your chest and turn the safety to your gun off.

Three men in tactical gear breached through the door and looked around slowly as they proceeded further into the room picked up the fabric of the dress and saw the heels.

“Boss, someone was in here and ditched their clothes.” One of them yelled back before looking around the room. You were praying that they couldn’t see your legs but you knew sooner or later you would have to make a move.

‘Well, Fucking find the naked bitch before I have to come in there and do the job myself!’ You heard the ever-familiar voice shout back.

“Come on, she couldn’t have gotten far in here, there’s no exit.” One of the soldiers said as he turned around and closed the door to check if there was a body behind them. You knew if you used your gun it would draw more attention to yourself and you didn’t have enough bullets to fight the whole army that was outside of the kitchen so you knew whatever move you’d make would have to be with the knife that was thankfully still in your hand.

Moving from out of the shelf you’d tiptoe over to the guard that was near the door and you’d slam the knife down into his neck and cover his mouth so he wouldn’t make noise to alert the other two in the kitchen with you, you were lucky the industrial and professional kitchen was set up in aisles so they couldn’t see your body unless they walked around. 

The soldier struggled, voice gurgling under your hand as you strained to move the man to his knees so that when he toppled over it wouldn’t be as hard, and he finally gave out, his body went limp as you pulled the knife out, blood squirting on your face before moving to the other two. As long as you could get to them before they circled back to the door it would be okay in a sense.

Your feet move behind each other in a cat-like motion and you see the second assailant checking under shelves and the third one is moving pots and pans around making enough noise for you to make your play. You take that opportunity to run up to him and proceed to shank him around 7 times, groans leaving his mouth before he falls back blood pooling around him and soaking your feet. You’d feel the cold wet sensation and would mentally roll your eyes at the situation before throwing your knife at the last person’s head and he’d topple over. Hearing the kitchen still, you’d hear the conversation going on outside between the familiar voice and you’d move over to the door and listen in.

‘Jesus fucking Christ! What’s taking these doofuses so long to find the whore?’ The man would ask impatiently as you’d hear the chamber of the unknown person’s gun slide back and you’d move towards one of the ARs the dead person had and you’d take the mags that came with it and move into the bellhopper. You slid the door up, slipping into the tight box and your arm reached out to hit the up button, and almost as soon as you closed the sliding door for the bell hopper you heard the door to the kitchen being kicked open.

‘What the fuck?! You know what?’ The person would chuckle ever so slightly before you heard his echoing footsteps approach the bell hopper which made you nervous because if it was still moving by the time he opened the door he’d know you were in there.

‘I gotcha you little bitch’

-

2 Months Prior

‘You know it wouldn’t be all that bad if you would just put your pride aside and just go on the date Your twin brother would say as your hazel eyes glared across the longer dinner table where you’d be eating breakfast.

There wasn’t much to this schedule it was something new where your mother would accompany you and your brother at breakfast. She sat near the head silently chuckling at the banter the two of you always managed to find yourselves in while she was eating a crepe with a bowl of fresh fruit from her garden.

‘Y’know what, Kaleb? If you want me to meet this man so bad..’ You had emphasized before grabbing your napkin and placing it in your lap. ‘How about you take my place and go on the date with him’ You’d offer the new opportunity and Kaleb looked at you with a rather contorted face before your mother’s laugh was a little more noticeable and Kaleb’s head snapped in her direction before you continued with your pancakes.

‘Oh so the first time in ages that our mother comes down here and one of the first things she does is patronize me because I’m trying to help my sister secure a husband since she’d freshly out of finishing school’ Kaleb would say before you’d shake your head in protest.

‘Kaleb, I simply don’t want a husband for now, and until father says anything about it I don’t think it is necessary as of now.’

‘But, Y/N you have men from families all over practically throwing their sons at your feet every gala we attend. Don’t you think you’re being a little pretentious?’ Kaleb would ask as you gave him a deadpan look. We sat in a very lavish dining room of a 10-bedroom mansion near the oceanside, our father was the head of a great mob family and he thought you were only being a little pretentious was a stretch.

‘Look at how we were raised, Kaleb then ask yourself why I’m being a little pretentious’ 

A soft clearing of a throat had brought your attention to the entrance of the doorway and you’d see your father, donning something other than a suit. He was wearing grey slacks and a white button-down.

‘Isn’t it nice to see my family down here eating together?’ your father would ask before reaching down to kiss your forehead and walking around to grab Kaleb’s shoulders.

‘I suppose it is Dad, which means you have something you need to tell us.’ You’d say eyeing the man and he could only chuckle.

‘Well you are my daughter and there’s no denying that, but nothing too much out of the ordinary. The Solos will be accompanying us to dinner this evening though. Jacoby and I have some business to discuss so I trust you three will be more than entertaining to our guests’ Your father, Issac Beckett would say and you would purse your lips together acknowledging that that was the conversation he was meaning to have. It was rare that your family held company though but it was understandable as to why.

Within the past 4 months, you’ve attended 7 funerals, each one of them had Beckett as their last name, you weren’t sure if the family was being targeted by an outsider but whoever it was was indeed trying to get within the immediate family. It hasn’t been easy for them though because your father’s long-time friend and right-hand man, Lysander Reed, and Luitenant Lloyd Hansen have kept the mansion and its grounds secure. Of course, with someone like Issac Beckett, there would be a lot of enemies made and that’s why he has allies like the Solo family. They still weren’t able to pinpoint a motive or who could be the mastermind behind all of these family murders but since the third one, your father had pulled you from your etiquette academy to ensure your safety and made sure all of the immediate family was under one roof which you guessed wasn’t so bad.

Your mother, Ceanna (pronounced Sienna) was more than ecstatic to see her children under one roof again. Your brother, Kaleb had left off to finish his studies to one day prepare to take over the reigns of the family’s name. But you, you were a different case, a special case.

You’ve protested for years to be more than someone’s wife and bearer of fruitful children. To be more than someone’s arm candy and despite your parent’s disapproval you were enrolled into multiple academies to broaden your skillset, being taught by Lysander how to fight, handle a gun, and be able to hold yourself to those bigger than you, and you proved them to be more than proficient - A prodigy Lloyd would say as he’d spar with you on occasion. Once you felt you were proficient enough your father enrolled you in finishing school where you learned etiquette and social cues to enter society as a woman fit to be a loving wife and also as sly and deadly as a snake.

Your hair was pulled back into a low ponytail as you looked down at your plate and continued to eat your breakfast, pancakes, and eggs which were growing soggy from the amount of syrup you piled onto the plate. 

‘The Solos are the ones with the son, right my love?’ Your mother, Ceanna would ask as your father nodded and moved over towards his wife, planting a kiss on his cheek before sitting down at the head of the table.

‘Yes, Napoleon is their only son. A little older but that still shouldn’t be a problem for our children, right?’ 

‘Leon? I haven’t seen him since we were both in school. Don’t worry I’m sure we can catch up.’

‘As long as you don’t auction me off as a wife to him’ You’d mutter while eating your food and your dad would belt out a laugh while Lysander would make his way into the room saying his greetings to everyone. Lysander had been there long before you and Kaleb were born so on occasion if you didn’t refer to him as Lys, uncle was for mere private times behind the walls of their home which Lysander didn’t mind coming from the twins, he was there for everything and within Issac’s will if anything were to happen to him and Ceanna while the twins were under 25 Lysander would be their ward and be the right hand for Kaleb.

‘I’m sure Napoleon wouldn’t meet your father’s expectations for your husband anyways, Y/N’ Lysander would say before you made a small victory cheer in your head. You hadn’t heard much about this Napoleon character but that’s because your father tends to leave you and your mother out of mob business and she doesn’t mind, but you? Oh, you made it a problem that you were left out of meetings, wanting to know the ins and the outs of the business and how to run it. Your father always says that this path holds no position for a woman, very misogynistic but you weren’t sure on why he would always make that statement.

‘The boy is far too into his bachelor lifestyle to settle down now, especially when there’s no sign of Caspian kicking the bucket over any time soon.’ Your dad would say before Lysander leaned over to whisper something in your dad’s ear and he’d nod.

‘Change of plans, they’ll be coming over for a late lunch and dinner, Y/N I trust you won’t be wearing that?’ Your dad would ask referring to your current pajamas which were an oversized plain black shirt and black and grey flannel shorts.

‘Jesus Dad, I just woke up.’ You’d say defensively before stabbing your fork in the remainder of the pancakes shoving it in your mouth and standing up from the table.

‘Since it’s that much of a problem I will go shower and put on clothes.’

‘Appropriate clothes, Y/N. We will be having guests’ Your Dad responded not looking up from the newspaper that was now in his hand. Your eyes narrowed before you took the glass of orange juice with you and turned on your heels to head out of the dining room.

‘Can I invite Elise and Arabelle?’ You’d ask quickly turning around and your dad matched your narrow eyes but yours instantly turned into pleading eyes.

‘Dad! Kaleb and Napoleon will be in each other's faces the whole time! I’ll make sure they’ll leave before dinner. I promise’ You pleaded before your father looked down at the gold watch before looking over to Lysander.

‘Y/N does have a point, Issac. Lloyd is still on the grounds as well.’ Lysander would say attempting to help your case while sending a wink your way and with a long sigh coming from your father he’d place the newspaper down.

‘See to it that the pool is prepared for the girls and the pool house. Have the chef prepare lunch for them as well.’ Your father reluctantly said before you started cheesing and heading over towards your old man and kissed him on his cheek as well as Lysander’s and you scurried away before he had the chance to change his mind.

Pulling your phone out from your waistband you’d open up the group chat that had you, Elise, and Arabelle in it before sending a single pool emoji with a question mark.

Elise: Uh, Duh!

Arabelle: We’ll be there in 30!

Successfully making plans to occupy yourself you’d scurry to the stairs running past Lloyd and he’d eye you.

‘Why are you running like you've seen a ghost princess?’ Lloyd would say while shooing the other guards away and you’d turn at the first step to face him. It wasn’t a bad age gap between you two, maybe 10 or 12 years? His profession aged him more than he was. The mid-30s weren’t bad for him.

‘Dad let me invite the girls over so I’m trying to get ready before he changes his mind’ 

‘He must be in a good mood, well I won’t hold you up. You look gorgeous this morning by the way.’ He’d say but it went over your head, ever since he’d started working for your dad around 4 years ago he’d always been the one to compliment you. It was nothing out of the ordinary. Giving him a small smile you’d hand him your almost finished glass of orange juice.

‘Thanks Lloyd! Do you mind putting that in the sink please?’ You’d asked before racing up the steps on your hands and knees

‘Anything for you princess.’ Lloyd would whisper low enough only for him to hear before finishing off the orange juice and licking his bottom lip before heading to the kitchen.

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[jamie-leah]

Hello, love! I stumbled upon your blog a couple of hours ago, and I’m in awe of the way you write! I binge read the entirety of War of Wolves, and forgive me if you somehow addressed this before, but are you planning to release more chapters? It’s so beautifully crafted, it left me on the edge of my seat! I can’t wait to explore the rest of your blog🤍

Aww thank you so much! Your kind words mean a lot to me, especially at this point in my life! I was not sure if there were people still interested in a second season to WoW but I am planning on releasing more chapters, so stay tuned :D

War of Wolves Masterlist

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[holylulusworld]

Big Grump

Summary: Your best friend’s friend is annoying.

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: banter, language, snowed in, enemies to…?, a hint of fluff

"Barnes, stop with that grimace or your face will stay like this one day,” you tut as Bucky won’t stop making a face.

He scowls at you. It wasn’t in his plans to spend the evening with you, not his best friend Steve. Now he’s stuck with you at Steve’s cabin, in the middle of a snowstorm. Steve won’t make it to your planned getaway and Bucky, well, he’s fuming.

“My face is none of your business.” He crosses his arms over his chest.

“It is when I have to spend time with you,” you bite back, a little too harshly. “What if your face stays like that and I can’t call an ambulance.” You smirk darkly.

“Even then I’ll look better than any guy you ever dated,” he smirks at you, blue eyes sparkling when you get up from your seat.

“You never met one of my dates, Barnes. Stop acting as if you are the gift to womanhood. You’re nothing but a walking STD.”

“Careful now,” he snarls. “I killed people for less. Stop disrespecting me! I won’t shelter your life.”

“If you kill me, Stevie will kill you,” you sass back. “He will avenge his best friend.” You snicker. Bucky’s features darken and he pouts. “What is it, Barnes?”

“I’m his best friend. And I got my reasons for killing you,” Bucky grunts. He shakes his head and decides to just ignore your existence. “I can only hope the snow melts fast.”

“Why? Do you have a date? Aw, do you want to spread more love, Barnes?”

Bucky gets up from the couch. If he must spend time with you at the cabin, he won’t do it sober. “Just shut up and stop being a brat.”

“Now where is the fun in that?” You follow Bucky around the cabin only to tease him some more. “Do you want to play a game?”

“How about the silent game?” Bucky opens the cabinet in the kitchen to find alcohol. “Damn it, Stevie. Where is the booze?”

He sighs. No. This can’t be. Why is there no alcohol at the cabin?

“If you play a game with me, I’ll tell you where Stevie is hiding the good stuff,” you grin at Bucky. “Come on, live a little.”

“No, thanks.” He turns to leave the kitchen. “I will find something to drink…somewhere.”

“Seriously?” You sigh deeply. “Can you not act like a decent person for once? I know that you do not like me, but we are stuck in the cabin. I will miss a date with that cute guy I met, and you are the only person around.”

“I don’t like you?” He turns around, brows furrowed. “You do not like me!”

“That’s not true!” You talk back. “I tried to give you a chance because you are Steve’s friend. All you did was talk low about me. I know I’m not a big bad mafia boss or shit, but I stand my ground every day of the week.”

“I never—” Bucky looks offended. “I never said something like that. I think it’s great, that you are not part of the business, but like Steve as if he’s a normal guy. You never treated him differently.”

“He’s my friend. I don’t care about his profession,” you shrug. “He took over his father’s business, is all. Steve is a good man who does bad things sometimes to protect what belongs to him. I know people who aren’t in his line of business and did worse things.”

“Hmmm…” Bucky nods thoughtfully. “What do you think about me?”

“You’re a jerk,” you smirk. “But you are not a bad guy.”

“If you tell me where Stevie is hiding his booze, I’ll play a game with you.”

“Alright!” You clap your hands. “But be aware, we are going to play truth or dare.”

Bucky swallows thickly as you walk back inside the living room to get the booze. He’s not sure if it’s a good idea to play truth or dare with you when he's drinking.

He could let the truth about his feelings for you slip. And this can never happen. Steve would kill him...

>> Part 2

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[world-of-aus]

If it’s not to much trouble could you do a part 2 to

Obsession (mob!bucky)

I can absolutely put something together for you! Hope you enjoy, installment one can be found HERE. Happy Readings Buns!

Pairing: Mob!bucky x Reader

He’s sat in the corner booth; the half Crescent shaped seating he’s chosen for the night allowing him to overlook his establishment. If anything goes wrong, he’ll be one of the first to know. From here he also has a good view of you, he can make you out in the dim light of the bar, a barely there smile on your lips as you serve his patrons. You look uneasy, distressed as you make the drink orders, your gaze often drifting to the door of the establishment whenever a new group of regulars comes through. 

He leans into Steve, “does y/n look a little jumpy to you?” Steve brings up his glass, taking a swig of the sweet amber a hiss of air leaves his lips, “we’ve upped the interactions, he was told to get a little closer to her each time he made contact, he’s made himself known to her already.” Bucky mirrors his right hands actions, “good, has she mentioned anything to you?” 

Steve nods curtly, “Two weeks ago during her mid-shift I asked her if everything was okay with her, noticed she wasn’t being herself with the patrons. She said she hadn’t been sleeping well, I asked her if it was because of what happened with Rumlow but she said no, she then mentioned she felt like someone was following her, but she wasn’t certain it wasn’t her tired mind playing tricks on her.” 

“What did you advise her?” 

Steve brings his drink up to his lips, “Told her to talk to you,” he says over the rim, “let you know her concerns, I threw in I thought it could be one of Rumlows guys that’s tailing her.” Bucky nods, “he planning on attacking tonight?” Steve nods sitting his drink down, “scheduled her for last call tonight, when she goes out with the trash he’ll go for her then, he’s going to block off any way through the alley so that she has to come back in through the doors.” 

"And right into my arms,” It falls quiet in the booth as Bucky watches you move around the bar, from one end to the other. “You’re not afraid she’s going to find out?” The brunette looks over at his friend, “I’m not,” he answers, "because she won’t, and I'll see to it that she doesn’t.” 

“You want me to send her to you,” Steve asks as he stands. 

Bucky shakes his head as he leans against the booth, “no that’s alright, I have a feeling before the end of the night she’ll come find me.” Steve is nodding again, taking his glass with him as he leaves his boss alone moving over to the bar where you work. Bucky watches you like he has most of the night, wondering why you hadn’t come to him about your situation earlier. But to be fair he has an inkling as to why you haven’t approached him, you’re scared. He just can’t understand why, he saved you, he kept you from getting hurt any further at the hands of Rumlow. You should have been running to him, thanking him for taking of your monsters, instead you ran, building a wall around yourself as you went. 

While many would say Bucky’s attempts at breaking that wall down were no better than what Rumlow had put you through, Bucky would argue till he was red in the face. He wasn’t doing any of this to hurt you, scare you maybe, but he wasn’t hurting you. All he was trying to do was get you to see that he wasn’t the bad guy, yeah, he may have shot and killed your boyfriend but he did that for you!  

Everything he's done, he's done it for you. 

And whether you can see it now or not, you need him.  

Speaking of need Steve must have just given you your break for the evening, your form slipping from behind the bar, and surprisingly making its way to him. He doesn’t mean for his surprise to come through, but it does in the form of a raised brow when you stand before the rounded booth. “Y/n,” he greets, “everything okay?” You look from him to the seat, “is it okay if I sit,” you question, “I’m on break.” you add.  

He gestures with a hand for you to sit, he can sense the nervousness arise in you as you slip into the booth, still keeping your distance as you look down at the scratched oak. “Are you sure your -”  

“I’m being followed.” you get out before he can even finish his thought. The surprise comes naturally, “being followed, by who? Are you absolutely sure?” You nod your head, gaze finally meeting his, he can see the worry, the stress – the fear. “I’m sure. At first, I thought maybe I was just tired, I haven’t been sleeping well since -” the words die on your tongue, but the two of you know what would have been said. “Since that night,” you finish, “but then I kept seeing him everywhere I went, and I didn’t want to believe it but it’s like he made himself known to me, it’s like he wanted me to know he was there, and that I wasn’t just making things up in my mind.” 

“Has he hurt you?” 

You’re shaking your head eyes averting back to the table he can see there’s something you’re not saying, “Y/n,” he tries again, “y/n has he hurt you?” Your watery gaze finally meets his, and it's enough to have him choking on his own breath when he sees the freshly gathered tears. “He - he hasn’t,” you answer, “but - Bucky I'm afraid he will, there’s something about him, something so sinister it’s almost unnerving. And Steve – Steve thinks he may be one of Rumlows men tailing me.” 

What Bucky’s doing doesn’t feel right in the moment, the fear he has instilled in you for his own selfish reasons doesn’t sit well, his mother, God rest her soul would have his neck if she were still breathing. “I don’t know what to do,” you breathe breaking him from his reverie, “I’m scared, I'm really really scared.”  

And Bucky can’t help himself as he slides closer extending an arm out to you as he goes one which you surprisingly take sliding into his side as he pulls you close. He holds you for the first time in a month, his hand squeezing you, letting you know he’s here like he has been. 

He’s got you. 

“If you’d like,” he starts testing his luck further, “I can have Steve and Sam keep an eye on you, see if they can’t figure out who this guy is.” 

Your gaze meets his, “you’d do that, do you think you may know who he is?” 

Oh he knew who it was. 

“Of course, y/n,” he answers knowing there wasn’t a single thing he wouldn’t do for you. “I can have them take you home tonight, see if we can’t catch a glimpse of this guy, if he really is a man of Rumlow’s we’ll know.” 

A brief silence settles over the two of you, “You’re not going to hurt him are you?” 

He wants to laugh, “of course not sweetheart.” He wasn’t about to hurt a man he hired, but he was going to use this to his advantage. 

“Thank you Bucky,” he’s squeezing your shoulder, “how about you take the rest of the night off, have Steve take you home.” Your eyes go wide, “But Bucky,” he shakes his head, “go home,” he pushes, “take the night, go home relax, if you’re worried about the money you can come in earlier tomorrow morning.” 

“Bucky I really can’t,” you try but he won’t hear it, not with what he has planned for you. “Go home y/n, it’s an order, you can come in early tomorrow.” He can see the hesitation, “go on now, go grab your bags from the lockers and let Steve know.” 

And despite the hesitation evident on your features you slip from his hold to slide out of the booth chancing him one last glance before moving over to the bar. He watches you talk to Steve before you’re moving him past him to the kitchen. He watches you disappear before he’s meeting his friends gaze, he beckons him over with a look. 

“What’s going on boss, something happen?” 

Bucky licks over his lower lip, “change of plans, call our guy and tell him its her house tonight.” 

“But boss,” Bucky gives him a look, “her house. Tonight.” 

Bucky had waited for you long enough. 

#mobster!bucky #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes au

[buckgasms]

Ok, you asked for anything: in my head I have been referring to our bub as Buckworth Barnacles...imagine totally whipped TFATWS!Bucky melting at the nickname but then Sam calls him it jokingly and Bucky gets so angry. Possessive rough sex ends with sappy "only you can call me that."

Or Bunny calling Mafia!Bucky that in front of someone to try and set him off. So he's gotta fuck the silly out of her.

I'm such a whore for rough Bucky.

My darling ❤️ this is just so 🤌🏻

I decided to go for the second scenario because I just think Bunny would pull this kinda shit all the time. I also used the link you sent from Twitter soooooo Good Times ahead!

Warnings: fuckin, punishment, vouyerism

You were very bored as you sat at the empty bar, waiting for Bucky to do his business. Boredom made for a most wonderful opportunity to wind up Bucky. You were sitting at the bar sipping on a little cocktail and thinking about how long it had been since Bucky had fucked you like a ragdoll. You rested your head in your hand and sighed. Too long.

Sam and Bucky joined you at the bar and poured themselves a drink. Bucky's hand slipped around your waist and he pressed a kiss to your cheek. You hummed a hello and sipped on your drink, excitement making your tummy flip. You knew the punishment would be big for what you were plotting, but you just didn't care...

"How has your day been Buckworth Barnacles?"

The nickname hung in the air between you, Sam and Bucky. You glanced up at Sam who was looking like Christmas had come early. It was like he was going to burst with glee. "Buckworth Barnacles?" He roared and slapped his hand down on the bar. "Oh my god! That's what Bunny calls you? Oh man, that's so embarrassing..." He continued to laugh as Bucky fumed. You pinched his chin and smiled at him. "I think it's cute, and you like it don't you Buckworth?" He huffed and gripped your wrist in his hand. He leaned in and whispered low in your ear, "Go and wait for me in the car, don't say another fucking word..." You smiled at him and kissed his cheek before swishing away from him. You wondered how much he'd have to give Sam to keep his secret.

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"You always...always..fuck..have to be a....fucking little brat.... Don't you Bunny?" Bucky panted as he railed into you from behind, all you could do was cling to the headboard and wail at him. His palm connected with your ass cheek, already burning from previous punishment.

You squealed and wiggled as the sting bloomed over your body and his hand gripped the back of your neck, pushing you deeper into the mattress. "Such a dumb little bunny....and now look atcha, good for nothin' but this." You moaned as his cock dragged against your walls and you squeezed him tight. "Uh uh little Bunny, don't even think about it..."

He pulled out and you listened to him groan, before feeling his hot release spill over your ass and lower back. You sobbed and fussed, "Buckkkky, not fair" but he just laughed a mocking laugh and climbed off you.

Before you could do anything you felt a sting of leather land on you, making you shout out in surprise. Your head shot round and saw Bucky weilding a flogger that peppered your soft skin with sharp kisses. "Daddy stop it now.... Was only a joke." You pouted but you didn't move from where he left you.

He sat down, his thighs next to your head, one hand stroking your back while the other kept flicking you with the flogger. "I know it was only a joke, but you can't pull shit like that in front of Sam, you think he's gonna let me forget fucking Buckworth. Barnacles?" He emphasised the name with two hard swats. You whined and grabbed his thigh, starting to feel a little bit guilty, but mostly just incredible horny. "He wiillll... We can make him forget..." You pushed yourself up a little and crawled over putting you head into his lap and pressing soft kisses to his already stiffening cock. He didn't stop flogging, but he was considerably less focused when you took his sensitive head in your mouth and sucked. Then you used your hand to stroke him and whispered between kisses to his leaking head, "We could pay him lots of money?" Bucky grunted. "Orrrr do something nice for him?" You sank all the way down and held there for a moment while he cursed before you glanced up at him, relief flooding your body when you noticed he'd dropped the flogger. You pressed a kiss to his lips and kept stroking him, giving him your best puppy dog eyes as he eyed you with skepticism. "You ain't doing that to him..."

You giggled and kissed him again as you moved again, straddling him and rubbing your soaking, desperate heat against him. You panted a little between more kisses, "We could make him something? Or buy him a vacation?" You sucked in a breath as you very naughtyily sank down on his cock, but he wasn't complaining and neither were you.

"Or what if....oh god....what if we punished him? Made him do lots and lots of horrible jobs until he stops saying it?" You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and started to ride him, not really able to focus on a good idea as he filled you up so perfectly. "Or ban him from the club.... You know he fancies one of the girls there..." You gasped as he thrust up into you and gripped your hips before stilling.

"Bun Bun, did I say you could ride my cock? Are you sure you've earned it?" You giggled and bounced a little, even against his firm grip. "Yes I haaave. Please, Sam isn't even going to remember it" you pouted and squeezed his shoulders. You peppered his face with kisses which he returned easily, unable to resist you. You took his kisses and the loose grip on your hip as permission and you began riding him again, pretty moans escaping your lips between kisses.

He rolled you over and took control, thrusting into you as you clung to his shoulders, pulling him in for a kiss. He squeezed your breasts before moving down and rubbing at your sensitive clit. You mewled in pleasure and sank your nails into his back, legs wrapping around his waist as he pounded into you.

"Bucky....Bucky please... Please let me....can I?" You sobbed, desperate for some relief from the pressure he had built up in you. "Alright Bunny.... Come for me" he growled and in moments you were, moaning long and loud as he overstimulated you beyond what you could handle before pulling out of your puffy, overused cunt.

"Good girl" he praised, pressing more kisses to you and smiling at you as you softly laughed, curling up into his side as he lay down.

When he was sure you were dozing he picked his phone up off the bedside table and smirked at Sam who had been watching the whole thing on a video call. "We're even now?" Bucky muttered and Sam chuckled before saying, "Yeah I think so, although remind me never to cross Bunny huh? Little thing's evil as hell!" Both men chuckled before ending the call and Bucky pulled you closer into his arms.

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[bucky-barnes-diaries]

A day out with Mob!Bucky in Paris 💐

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[disasterofastory]

The maid of Mr. Barnes + A cup of tea (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

The maid of Mr. Barnes + A cup of tea // Extra chapter for this series Bucky Barnes x Reader Mafia AU Warnings: none

Summary: Bucky tells Reader about her future.

A/N: A glipse of their life after the series.

When Bucky steps out of the garden, you are still at the small table you occupied with Sugar not long ago. Steve's girl came over to entertain you while the men were busy in the office. What you two did, Sugar didn't tell, but she was cheeky and happy when she left with the blond man. She told Steve about telling him his future at home, though, and it grabbed Bucky's attention too. Whatever you did, you were busy for sure.

Dry leaves crunch under his steps. The sun's dim light glides over his expensive shoes. His watch glitters as he moves his arm. "Hey, Bunny," he greets you softly, slipping his arms around your torso. His chest presses against your back as he rests his head on your shoulder. You can feel his slight stubble on the side of your face. "Hey," you smile, still busy arranging the empty plates and cups on the silver tray. "What did you do?" He asks. "Sugar was really… happy with herself." "She told me about my future," you reply. "She bought a book about dreams and… tea leaves." "Oh," Bucky inhales. "Which one is yours?" You give him your cup with the still-soaked leaves at the bottom while he moves around the table to sit down in front of you. He stares into the cup with a smirk on his lips. "Oh, yes," he says. "I see… I see." "What do you see?" You laugh, forgetting the tray as you watch him. He nods and hums for long seconds. "Hmm, you lucky girl," he gasps. "C'mon, Bucky," you chuckle, grinning. "Tell me." "I see a handsome man in your future," he says, finally. "Really, really handsome." "Handsome, hm?" "He is," he nods. "And I see your favorite restaurant too." "It sounds good," you smirk. "Tell me more." "This handsome man really knows how to woo you," he continues. Your laugh follows his every word. "I see roses too. And candles." "I love roses!" "But wait!" He gasps out. "I see more." While he still stares into the cup, you make your way to him to sit down on his lap. Your arm around his neck while he hugs your waist. "What?" You ask him. "What do you see?" He puts down the cup before answering. His eyes bore into yours, and his smirk softens into a content smile. His arm around you tightens. "I see a very happy future with a very loving husband." "Oh? Is it that handsome man? Is he waiting for me already? Maybe I should see him," you reply cheekily, pointing at the front of the house over the corner. Pretending to stand up, another laugh breaks out of your chest when he pulls you back against him. "Oh, you are in so much trouble, Bunny." "After the romantic dinner or before?" You grin, caressing the back of his head. The touch of your nails sends shivers down his spine. "Before," he says. "Definitely before." Soon, the house is full of the mix of your giggles and squeals as he walks up to the bedroom with you in his arms.

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[winterspiderpurrs]

Mobster Bucky doing a stint in prison. His lawyers already looking to get the verdict overturned.

He was surprised at how easy going and nice his cellmate was.

He was even more shocked when he found out this gentle older man was in for murder.

" Got 15 years. Only got about 7 more to go, 3 if I'm good behavior."

" I took in my nephew you see. My only brother's only child. Found out his babysitter was molesting him. So I killed the guy. And I would do it again too."

And maybe one day while Bucky was having a visit from one of his associates, he spots his cellmate at his visitor table.

The woman must be his wife; May.

And the ray of sunshine, big doe eyed, bouncing brown curls must be the nephew; Peter.

Maybe Peter catches his eyes from across the room, blushing faintly before turning back to the conversation with his Aunt and Uncle. All smiles.

Maybe a few weeks go by. Bucky's lawyers sent word he would be out by the end of the week.

But it was Benjamin Parker that surprised him.

" I saw you looking at Peter. And I know Peter saw you too. He has been asking about you in his letters..... your a good man from what the rumors say, not a Saint by any means but a good man..... but if you seek Peter out after you leave. It's for better or worse. You understand? Cause if it's not... I wouldn't mind doing more time."

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[sebastianstansqueen]

Lost In The Shadows: Part Ten

A/N: I'm gonna try and be more frequent, start giving me Ideas for what type of series you want to see next, i’m curious and finished writing this one so lets see if I can start getting parts out more frequently, If you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,390

Warnings: angst, and hospital stuff, if I forgot anything let me know please!

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Natasha took a taxi to the hospital as soon as her shift at inferno ended, she found out by a call from Andy, who she found in the waiting room on the floor Y/n was on. “What the hell happened?” She asked with concern as she stormed up to him. 

It almost irritated Natasha how put together he was, in this worrying moment. “It was a bomb. That’s all we know so far.”

“And where is James?” All she had was questions, and Natasha didn’t want to consider how hurt Y/n was at the moment.

“He was in the car with her.” Andy looked down, concerned for both of them, with what Y/n had been going on about since coming back from Malibu he’d begun liking Bucky for her, seeing how happy he made her now.  

“Are they okay?” Natasha asked with a weak strangled voice. 

“I don’t know.” Andy sighed. 

When Y/n’s eyes opened she could barely keep them that way because of the bright fluorescents, she groaned out of discomfort due to everything hurting. “Thank God!” Natasha hugged her aching body.

“Get off of me.” Y/n says. “Please.” 

“I’m sorry if I thought you were dead.” Natasha rolled her eyes with a smirk. 

Y/n sighed, shaking her head, then her eyes widened. “Where’s Bucky?”

“He’s in the room next door.” She explained shortly.

Y/n felt relieved that he was at least at the hospital as well. “Is he okay?” She leaned up causing her to groan slightly. 

“Are you okay?” Y/n gave Natasha a look after she asked, clearly more interested in if her husband was alright. “He’s fine. Now what about you?” 

“I’m fine, clearly, I’m awake at least. Is he awake?” She asked with wide eyes looking at the red head. 

Natasha frowned at Y/n’s lack of concern for herself, and that this was the answer was possibly gonna upset Y/n. “Not yet, but he is stable, from his surgery considering what happened.” 

Y/n’s concern now shot through the roof. “What happened? I need to see him now, if something is wrong.” She began to try and force herself up out of the bed, trying to take the heart monitor thing off, and getting ready to try and do the same thing with the IV. 

“Y/n, that's not a great idea.” Natasha pushed her lightly so she laid against the pillow again, Y/n arched a brow at that. “You’ve been in bed for a week, unmoving, your legs are probably going to be weak, don’t rush anything.” 

Y/n looked at Natasha with annoyance. “Nat, I’m fine, I want to see him, what’s wrong, what happened?” Nat stays silent, as Y/n in her head slowly pieces together what is going on. “Why don’t you want me to see him?” She squints. 

“I want you to heal, I never said I didn’t want you to see him.” Natasha could see Y/n’s anger growing, and even though Natasha could be considered one of her closest friends she, like everyone else in New York, didn’t want to be the one on the receiving end of  it. 

Y/n nodded. “Sure. I’m asking this one more time Nat, as a fair warning, why don’t you want me to go see my husband?” 

Natasha only had one answer for this. “Because it might give you a stress ulcer if you do. Or you’ll work yourself till you do, because that's what you do for comfort.” Natasha rushed all of this out, along with the bit of rambling. Y/n began getting up again, she wasn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer.  She stood and began, well barely walking, she was mad that one of Natasha’s excuses were real, her legs were feeling numb. “Do you want me to get you a wheelchair?” 

“I’m gonna walk in that room, no one will be taking me in there.” Y/n said with her normal defiance, making Natasha roll her eyes. “So will you help me walk to the door?” She whined. Natasha smiled, moving to help her walk to Bucky’s room door.

Y/n was still being supported while walking by Natasha as they walked into the room. Steve along with Bucky’s family sat in the room, Y/n quickly acted as if she hadn’t been using her friend as a crutch a moment ago. “What happened? Is he okay?” She asked them since Natasha seemed to be answer less. 

“Y/n, calm down, he’s stable.” Steve said, as he came up to her.

“I already know that, I know he’s stable and fine, but what else happened that everyone seems to be trying to cover up for me, I just want to make sure he is okay!” Y/n snapped at everyone in that moment, she didn’t want to hear what she already knew.

“Y/n.” Her eyes shift to Winifred, Y/n’s look softening slightly. “I want to talk to Y/n alone.” She tells everyone else, soon they all shuffle out of the room.

“What’s wrong?” Y/n asked softly, moving slowly towards a chair in hopes that her legs wouldn’t give out in the few steps. 

“I understand you don’t want to have this sugar coated, but it’s gonna be a lot to take in.”  Winnifred gently warned, all of this was freaking her out even more, from where she currently sat, Bucky looked fine, other than his usual stubble growing out a bit more, he still looked the same. “Do you remember what happened?” Y/n shook her head, all she remembered was the argument. “Someone put a bomb in the trunk of the car, it went off, and it destroyed the car. Luckily you and James were alright, but a part of the scrap metal sliced mostly through his arm, so doctors had to make a choice.” 

Y/n sat there only thinking of what Bucky was gonna do when he woke up, the car he’d put so much work into was now scrap metal, and said the car also was the reason his arm was amputated. “Is there anything else?” 

Winnifred shook her head. “We’ll find out when he wakes up.”

Y/n had been released from the hospital two days after waking up, all she wanted to do was stay there with Bucky. Andy had been taking care of business while she’s been gone, and continued to do so, for the past two weeks, while she waited with concern, everyone who knew her personally saw this very uncharacteristic thing for her to be doing. The door to Bucky’s room opened behind where she was sitting, she turned around to see who was coming in, and it was Andy. “Hmm?” She hummed as if to ask why he was there. 

“We, Natasha, George and a few others, think it’s best if for a little bit you and James go…somewhere, after he wakes up, I was waiting for him to wake up to tell you, but I think it’s best if you head to the airport after he is released.” He explained all of this to Y/n. 

“Why should we leave? There isn’t a reason to.” She shook her head at him. 

Andy sighed. “Because, you know, whoever put that bomb in the car wasn’t trying to kill James, and you know that, they were actually after you, that would make this the first attack on the head of a family in almost what fourty years. If someone is after you, you need to get out of the states for a bit, you know I’ll call you when I think things are better.”

“I didn’t agree to it.” Y/n stopped him.

“Y/n, you have to see where we are coming from, we what you two safe for a bit, I know you can handle a shoot out and other things but this isn’t like what you have seen already, let me handle it from here, I’ll keep you updated, I’ll send you anything you’ll need to know and if it affects the business, for now do what I’m  telling you.” Andy made sure to show her that he was serious himself. 

“We’ll talk more about this another time.” She told him, Andy nodded before he left the room.

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