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holylulusworld · 2 months
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Indecent Proposal (12)
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Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.
Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader
Warnings: sexy mobsters, fluff, established Stucky, angst, mentions of smut
Indecent Proposal (11)
Indecent Proposal masterlist
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Back from your little getaway with Steve and Bucky, you had to face reality. 
It was just your luck that the cops stumbled over your ex’s body.
A few hours later they knocked at your door, asking you to come to the precinct and give them a statement.
That’s how you ended up in an interrogation room with some cop on a mission. Of course, he knows about Scott’s not-so-legal business.
“Miss Y/L/N, when have you last seen your boyfriend Scott Lang.”
“Mr. Lang isn’t my boyfriend any longer,” you act like you don’t know about his death. “We parted ways a few weeks ago. After a party.”
“Why?” The detective asks. He’s thumbing through a folder in his hands, looking at you now and then.
“Why what?”
“Why are you not together any longer?” He cocks his head to watch you cross your arms over your chest.
You sigh deeply. It’s not the detective’s business why you broke up with Scott. You try your best to keep a straight face and get out of here as fast as possible. 
“Scott is like a big child, you know.” Holding the detective’s gaze, you try not to make a mistake and end up in jail, or get Steve and Bucky arrested. “I dreamed of marriage, children, and settling down.” You shrug. “He has his head in the clouds. We parted ways because we wanted different things. He’s a nice guy, but not the one for me.”
“He was a nice guy,” the detective finally says. You already know Scott is dead, but act like you heard about it for the first time.
“What?”
“He’s dead. Your boyfriend got murdered and we try to find out what happened in his life over the last weeks.” He closes the folder and looks you straight in the eyes. 
“He got killed,” you fake a sob. “No…no. This is impossible. Scott is a good guy. Why would anyone hurt him? I don’t understand.” You think about something sad to shed a few tears. “You must be mistaken. Scott can’t be dead.”
“Miss Y/L/N, where have you been over the last two weeks?” The detective asks. He looks at you, searching for any trace of lies when you answer his question.
“I was on vacation with two friends. They asked if I wanted to join them on their trip,” you sniffle and wipe your eyes. “After the breakup, I needed some time to think about a few things.”
“Steve Rogers and James Buchanan Barnes are friends of yours?” He leans back in his chair. The detective didn’t expect you to be honest. “Since when?”
“We met at a party and kinda hit it off. You know, sometimes you just click with a person and know, you are going to become friends,” you casually say. 
“I assume it was the party you mentioned before.”
“Yes,” you know he knows everything about the party and your connection to Steve and Bucky. There is no point in lying to him. “Scott introduced me to the couple, and we talked for hours.”
“You only talked?” He presses on, eyes dropping to the folder on the table. You know he’s got no proof that you and your men are more than friends.
“I don’t understand your question,” batting your eyelashes you try to pretend you are the meek and shy woman your colleagues described. You know the detective sniffed around your neighborhood and workplace.
“I want to know if you fucked them before or after you killed Scott Lang,” he jumps up from his chair, knocking it over. The detective slams his hands onto the table, making you flinch.
“What? Are you out of your mind?” You gasp loudly and place one hand on your heart. “Detective, Scott, and I broke up. But I would never harm him. Neither would Mr. Rogers, or Mr. Barnes harm him. Why would we do such a thing?”
“Brock,” another detective enters the interrogation room. She places her hand on her partner’s shoulder and whispers something you cannot hear in his ear.
“You sure?” He cocks a brow. “I thought…we got them this time.”
“The results do not lie, Brock. We arrested the killer,” she says while glancing at you. The redhead dips her head to look you up and down. “Detective Romanoff,” she holds out her hand. “We are done here, Miss Y/L/N.”
“Wait…I’m not done. I still got questions,” Brock grunts as his partner guides you toward the door. “Natasha, you can’t be serious. We both know it was them killing Lang.”
“We know shit,” Natasha replies. “Just stop, Brock. We will get them another time.”
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You silently walk next to Natasha, wondering what just happened. She guides you out of the building, and toward a black SUV waiting for you.
“Tell Bucky we are even now,” she whispers so no one can hear. “I cannot protect them forever. They need to be more careful and stop disposing of bodies in my town.”
You gape at her. Speechless and a little shell-shocked. “Doll, get in,” Bucky opens the door to the limousine. “Come on. We don’t want to draw more attention toward you.”
“Okay,” you get inside the car, swallowing thickly. “Bucky, what’s going on?”
“Well, shit doll,” Steve shrugs as the driver starts the engine. “Bucky disposed of your ex at the wrong place, and someone found his body.”
“I already got that but…” you hide your face in the palms of your hands. “That woman said you are even now.”
“Nah, she still owes us,” Bucky waves your concern off. “That asshole Brock tries to arrest us for years.” The brunette grins. “He’s like a dog chasing his tail.”
“That’s not funny!” You sniffle. “He accused me of murdering Scott. Or rather that we conspired to kill my ex. I was so scared of saying something wrong.”
“Doll, you did so well for us. Come here,” Steve pats his thigh, and you immediately crawl into his lap to hide your face in his shoulder. “We are sorry for not being there sooner. It was too risky. We didn’t want Brock to dig deeper.”
“What will we do now?” You sniffle. “What if he finds proof that Bucky killed Scott?”
“They won’t find shit,” Bucky grunts. “We made sure of it. One of our competitors will take the blame.” The brunette runs his hand over your hair. “Please don’t worry. That bastard killed more than one innocent bystander.”
“Are you sure?” You fist Steve’s jacket. “I don’t want to lose one of you. Please tell me everything is going to be alright.”
“Y/N, I swear no one is going to part us,” Bucky whispers while you cling to his husband. “I fixed the mess I made. I always do.”
"We are sorry about Brock, and the interrogation. Bucky and I never wanted you to know about this side of our business."
"They were at my workplace, Steve. Everyone believes I'm a criminal, a murderer even."
"We will fix this too," Steve softly says. "For now, let's drive home and forget about this shitty day."
"Tomorrow is a better day," Bucky whispers. "Promised."
Part 12.2
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imyourbratzdoll · 2 years
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Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.
I’d like to thank @junipermuses - @royalsweetteaa - @st3rgirl - @foreverenchantingchrisevans for all of their help with creating my first kinktober and their putting up with me annoying them with it💗 and an extra thanks to @foreverenchantingchrisevans for making my kinktober sign💗
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𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.
𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓.
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🌸𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 1🌸:
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3rd 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉
ft cop boyfriend steve rogers x girlfriend reader.
dry humping and praising
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5th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹 
ft jock jake wyler x naive reader.
glory hole and corruption/innocence
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7th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝓌𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 
ft roommate colin shea x roommate reader.
voyeurism
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9th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 
ft sheriff lee bodecker x criminal reader.
face-fucking and cum eating
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🌷𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 2🌷:
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10th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝒶𝓏𝑒𝒹 
ft tutor jake jensen x student reader.
cream pie and breeding kink
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12th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 
ft step-dad johnny storm x step-daughter reader.
exhibitionism
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14th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 
ft neighbour lloyd hansen x neighbour reader.
dubcon
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16th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 
ft boyfriend chris evans and his best friend sebastian stan x girlfriend reader.
sharing kink and cuckolding
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🍄𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 3🍄:
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17th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓁 
ft camboy ransom drysdale x camgirl reader.
spanking and being recorded
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19th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒 
ft best friend’s brother curtis everett x inexperienced reader.
somnophilia
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21st 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 
ft coach lance tucker x assistant coach reader.
overstimulation and semi-public sex
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23rd 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 
ft doctor steve kemp x patient reader.
dacryphilia and knife kink
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💗𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 4💗:
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24th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁 
ft boss bucky barnes x co-worker reader.
fingerfucking
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26th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 
ft caregiver frank adler x babysitter reader.
cockwarming
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28th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎 
ft lawyer andy barber x naive reader.
daddy kink and thigh riding
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30th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 
ft were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader.
monsterfucking, public sex and sex pollen
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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓌𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 
ft daddies ari levinson, nomad steve rogers, curtis everett. their best friends bucky barnes and andy barber and reader’s teacher jake jensen x little student reader.
group sex, begging, voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sir kink, semi-public sex, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, sharing kink, cum eating, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, nipple play, spit kink, hair pulling, squirting, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cuckolding, aftercare, being recorded and teasing
this fic is dedicated to @junipermuses without her, it wouldn’t exist💗
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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 2 - 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂
ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen and his best friend johnny storm x naive reader.
voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, aftercare, exhibitionism and teasing
also this one @junipermuses 💗
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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 3 - 𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒
ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen, his best friend johnny storm, neighbours ari levinson, andy barber and their brothers curtis everett and frank adler x naive reader.
voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, cuckolding, fingerfucking, group sex, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cum eating, aftercare, teasing, spit kink, semi-public sex, begging and exhibitionism
and this being part 2 of lavender dreams, dedicated to @junipermuses 💗
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rogerswifesblog · 1 year
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Veras Masterlist
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-> Steve Rogers
-> Andy Barber
-> Ransom Drysdale
-> Lloyd Hansen
-> Curtis Everett
-> Johnny Storm
-> Ari Levinson
-> Together Or Not At All
Life as a roommate can be tricky, especially when you are living with Steve Rogers, Johnny Storm, Jake Jensen and Nick Grant. You opted to be a therapist, but things didn’t turn out exactly as planned… (Steve Rogers x Reader, Johnny Storm x Reader, Jake Jensen x Reader, Nick Gant x Reader) A collaboration with @jamneuromain
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-> Bucky Barnes
-> Lance Tucker
Stucky
-> Steve x Bucky
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Mermaid AUs
Different au’s below
-> my treasure Avengers as pirates
-> Drowning siren
The Avengers found an old abandoned HYDRA base, that had been cleared after HYDRAs existence had been exposed. At least they thought it was cleared.
CaptainAmerica!Steve Rogers x mermaid!reader
Boxer au
-> Broken bones and broken hearts [ collab with @jamneuromain ]
Boxer!Steve Rogers x Reader
There was only one rule between best friends. Don’t have sex. But what happens when you break it anyway?
Highschool au
-> “Teach Me How To Be Good”
Student!Steve Rogers x tutor!reader
Tutor!reader helps Steve prepare for his math exams. He’s totally falling for her, but she doesn’t want him. She’s older, a college student. 25.
And he’s only a Highschool sweetheart turning 18.
Besides. He’s an inexperienced virgin.
And you? Oh you have a big secret he’s not ready to find out.
Stripper Au
-> It’s all about the…
Stripper Steve Rogers x Rich!reader
-> Better than boys
Boyfriends Dad Andy Barber x Reader
Demon Au
-> Highway to hell
Corrupting people’s thoughts. It’s easy, in a very simple way: sexual pleasure. Turns out no man can resist such a beauty like you.
[ one shots collection with; Demon reader x Cousin!Jake, x Cop!Lloyd, x bartender!Ari, x uncle!Curtis, x Stepdad!Andy, x priest!Steve
Requests are open! -> Chris E and Sebastian S characters
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imaginedreamwrite · 2 years
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Alpha!silverfox!Steve Rogers
Asylum!Steve Rogers and nurse!Reader
Brave New World
Breathe You In
Curtis & Mousey
Jake Jensen & Pretty Girl
Jake Jensen & Princess
Lloyd & Pumpkin
Lycan!Steve Rogers & barista!Reader
Photo ask game drabbles
Silverfox!professor!Ari Levinson & his librarian
Silverfox!Bucky & Sweet Girl
Silverfox!Johnny Storm & Little flame
Silverfox!mechanic!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader
Silverfox!paramedic!Bucky Barnes & Bambi
Werewolf!Ari Levinson & Sweetpea
Wildest Dreams
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Six sentence smut — thick thighs, Stucky x reader
Johnny & Jake & plus-sized reader
Sugar & Spice welcome home Wednesday
Thick thighs save lives take out Tuesday
Mob!Andy & mob!Lloyd
Three reasons why…YAY Steve
Three reasons why…BB&B
Jefferson gets angry and runs off his cat familiar
Colin Shea hockey
Werewolf!Ari sleepy Sunday
Monster match-up orc!Curtis Everett
White werewolf!Bucky Barnes
Lycan!skinny!Steve Rogers
Lucas Lee university soulmate
Bucky and his ex wife (Bucky is an asshole)
Bucky loses Reader (Once Bitten, Twice Shy)
Steve x reader x Natasha (bisexual!reader)
Fae!Stucky find cat!shifter!Reader
Silverfox!Ransom Drysdale meets reader’s child
Silverfox!Nick Fowler
BT Ransom takes his omegas shopping
Chubby!Bucky takes care of Becca while reader’s gone
Demon!Curtis Everett x human!Reader
Death!Bucky Barnes x life!Reader
Demon!Curtis confronts readers ex
Pipsqueak makes a good tray for Nick and the team
Fae!Jefferson and his reader go to a festival
Construction!alpha!Curtis Everett
Nick introduces pipsqueak to his teammates
Silverfox!Nick Fowler
Kitty!Reader is saved and housed by fae!Curtis, her defender when Jefferson comes to collect her
Ceo!Ari meets plus-sized!Reader at her bakery
Alpha!biker!Steve and alpha!biker!Ari meet pregnant!omega!Reader
Chris Evans (rpf) x pregnant!one night stand!Reader
Demon!Curtis teases reader
Here’s Your Perfect (drabble)
Ari is in a rut, Ice Princess has to help him out
Werewolf!Curtis Everett meets his luna!Reader at his work
Soft!dark!Steve Rogers and his wife
Soft!dark!mob!Steve Rogers and his wife
Jake Seresin gets protective
Silverfox!biker!Steve meets Ladybug
Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis meets his bride at the airport
Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis & reader sleep together for the first time
Bucky meets Steve’s assistant (HFY)
Cop!Andy Barber x arrested!Reader — how they meet
A/b/o angst
Silverfox!lawyer!Andy Barber
Silverfox!mob!Steve Rogers
Werepanther!Andy Barber gets set up with human!Reader
Merman!Curtis Everett x nurse!Reader
Silverfox!Steve Rogers x Ladybug
Werewolf!Curtis Everett x human!Reader
Fae!Ransom Drysdale x human!Reader
Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis gives reader a sad goodbye
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Bucky Barnes: Wedding Cop
Summary: It’s Bucky’s best friend’s wedding. Well too bad that this particular best friend was Steve Rogers, who seemed to be a nervous wreck, wanting everything to go off without a hitch. So what does he do? Force Bucky into patrolling duty. Lucky for him, one of Natasha’s gorgeous bridesmaids, who looked like she had been assigned to babysitting duty, makes his rounds around the garden estate a lot more interesting.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader
no powers au | first meets
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Bucky grumbled as he yanked at the tie that was pulling on his neck, courtesy of his best friend.
”All right Buck, I put my full faith in you. Everything better go perfectly from here on out,” Steve fumbled, trying to hide his worries with a casual fix of his best buddy’s tie. “ Remember, Tony is not allowed to dance on the tables again. And don’t let anyone else get too drunk and weird. Nothing is allowed to ruin Natasha’s big night.”
“It’s your big night too, Steve.” Bucky rolled his eyes. “Stop worrying and go find your wife.”
“C’mon, Buck,” Steve pleaded. “You already know that her parents don’t like me that much. If something goes wrong on their daughter’s wedding night, they’ll literally hate me forever.”
“I think they already hate you for not being Russian.”
“You’re not funny.” Steve furrowed his eyebrows.
“Look, Stevie,” Bucky pushed his friend’s hands away from his tie that was starting to choke him a tad. “You got married to Natasha, not to her parents. Her love for you is absolutely crazy, and nothing’s gonna change that, even if her parents aren’t that fond of you. Which by the way means that something is totally wrong with them.”
Steve cracked a smile.
“Stop worrying about them, punk,” Bucky continued. “You're wasting your time here stressing out when you could be dancing with Natasha, just enjoying your life. Your married, for fuck’s sake. At least act like you like it.”
“Jerk.” Steve shoved Bucky’s shoulder with a grin.
“So that means I’m off security duty?”
“You wish.”
Bucky’s cheeky grin dropped.
“What’re you waiting for?” Steve smirked. “I think you’re a bit too old for me to sign you off for some volunteer hours.”
Bucky lazily scanned the garden, watching people chat, laugh, and dance (and basically everything he wished he were doing other than playing cop).
The garden itself was beautifully landscaped, featuring carefully manicured flower beds bursting with a riot of colors. Roses, peonies, and daisies created a tapestry of blooms, their sweet fragrance filling the air and scent mingling with the soft, gentle breeze.
Bucky’s eyes caught Steve and Natasha talking quietly in each other’s ears in the corner, pure love evident on both their faces, hiding from the crowd to get a second to themselves.
A smile pulled on Bucky’s face, his heart melting at the sight. However, he was more than happy to point somebody’s grandma in the direction of the newlyweds after she had tugged on his sleeve and asked if he knew where they were, wanting to talk to the couple.
Bucky silently cursed at his best friend as he watched the old lady slowly make her way over to them. That’s what you get, you bastard.
He continued walking aimlessly around the garden, and as Bucky neared the large oak tree where he first started his lap, he saw a large group of young kids laughing hysterically and running in circles around someone.
Bucky peered past the children, trying to catch a glimpse of the poor person in the middle, wanting to get a quick laugh before he had to go back to his job.
He spotted you in the center of the game of Ring around the Rosie on crack, wearing a beautiful pastel pink bridesmaid dress, frantically trying to calm the kids down before they received even more attention from the guests.
He remembered seeing you earlier in the lineup of bridesmaids during the wedding, standing between Yelena and Wanda, but he didn’t get a good look through his teary eyes as he watched his best friend cry with joy throughout the ceremony.
He slowed his walk down to a halt, chuckling at the sight of you trying to bribe the kids with a pack of gum to get them to stop.
Before he could do anything else though, he accidentally made eye-contact with Sam, who was enjoying watching Bucky walk around in circles a little too much.
“Keep walking, bitch,” Sam mouthed at Bucky, making a circling motion with his finger. “Or else I’m telling Steve that you ain’t doing your job.”
Bucky flipped Sam off with a sneer, earning an obnoxious laugh from the latter.
However, wanting to satisfy his best friend’s wishes, Bucky continued his lap. He decided to walk as fast as he possibly could around the garden, trying to get back to you, sending a charming smile at a couple of guests that he accidentally bumped into in his rush.
Bucky drastically slowed down once he heard the group of kids again, cursing at himself for making it so obvious. This time, they were all chewing gum obnoxiously while you were shoving an empty packet of trident gum into a nearby trash can.
(So that’s exactly what Bucky planned to do on repeat: walk around the garden like his ass was on fire until he reached you, where he would slow down and stare like a creep.
Great plan, right?)
On the third round, you were laughing with a little boy who seemed to be unsuccessfully trying to blow bubbles with his gum.
On the fourth round, you were being pulled in opposite directions by two little girls who seemed to be fighting over you.
On the fifth round, all the girls were gently braiding white peonies from a nearby bush into your hair while you held a giant rock-paper-scissors tournament with the boys.
During the frenzy of the game, Bucky somehow managed to beckon Cass, Sam’s younger nephew, over.
“Hey, buddy.” Bucky knelt down on one knee to match the boy’s height. “Having fun?”
“Uncle Bucky, if you’re trying to get me to play matchmaker for you, I’ll have you know that I’m a little too busy right now to be playing cupid for a grown man.”
Bucky stared at the little boy. Why did he have to be so damn smart. “C’mon, Cass,” Bucky didn’t even try to create a cover story. “Just tell me her name.”
“Yeah, that’s not gonna happen.” Cass stuck his tongue. “It’s sad that your love life needs help from a six year old.”
“Ouch.” Bucky watched Cass run back to the group, getting up back to his feet before looking over at you again.
You looked like a fucking goddess with the flowers weaved into your hair and the soft glow from the fairy lights that were strung around leaving an angelic gleam on your smiling face.
However, before Bucky could stare for too long, Sam was urging him to keep walking.
On the sixth round, you were playing a huge game of concentration with all the kids.
On the seventh round, it was just you and Morgan Stark left in the game, and Bucky watched as you purposefully hesitated to let the little girl win. You laughed as she danced around you, repeatedly chanting “I win, you lose, I win, you lose”.
Damn Starks and their egos.
In the middle of the eighth round, while Bucky was rushing to get back to your group, a familiar hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“Woah, Buck,” Steve laughed. “I’m glad that you’re so determined to make sure nothing goes wrong, but I just meant keep an eye on everyone. Like from wherever you were standing. Not walk around aggressively in circles.”
Bucky shrugged nervously. “Um, what can I say? It’s my duty to make sure everything’s perfect. Plus, I- uh, love walking.”
Steve looked suspicious. “Yeah, whatever. C’mon, let’s go to the dance floor. Becca’s looking for you.”
“Uh yeah, lemme just finish my final lap. There were a couple of tipsy looking men over there. Think they’re Alexei’s friends or something,” Bucky lied, gesturing in the general direction where he last saw you guys sitting. “I’ll just make sure they’re not too drunk and then I’ll join you guys.”
“You don’t have to, Buck,” Steve clapped his friend’s shoulder. “But thank you.”
Bucky nodded curtly, promptly speed-walking back to you and the kids. Once he finally made it to the familiar tree, he was stopped in his tracks. You weren’t there.
Bucky finally noticed that all the kids were back with their parents; some being forced to eat, some dancing around with their dads, and some sitting, exhausted, in their mom’s lap.
He looked around for your familiar pink dress and white flowers hanging on by the thread in your hair, but he couldn’t spot you anywhere.
However, before he could find Cass and bribe him into telling Bucky where you went, a finger tapped on his shoulder.
It was Yelena, looking weirdly amused.
“Can I help you?” Bucky was a bit annoyed by the interruption during his frantic search for you.
“Actually, I think I can help you.” Her smug voice was coated in a thick Russian accent.
Bucky furrowed his eyebrows at her.
“Come on, lover boy, you can’t hide anything from me. I saw the way you were looking at her.”
“No clue what you’re talking about.” Bucky tried to look as bored as possible, but his heart skipped a beat.
“Just admit it, Barnes. Or else I’ll tell your mother, and then she'll take matters into her own hands.”
Bucky’s head whipped towards Winnifred Barnes, who was across the garden, and was laughing at something Sam had said. Of course, Bucky loved his mother dearly, but Yelena probably would be a better matchmaker.
“Fine,” He mumbled. “You win.”
“Of course. I always do.” She pushed him, not so gently, in the direction of the bar. “Go get her, Casanova. She’s over there.”
“Couldn’t have done that any softer?” Bucky grumbled, steading himself from the shove.
“Nope.” She smiled sweetly.
Once Bucky was a couple yards out, she called out after him. “Don’t forget to use protection!”
“Fuck. You.” Bucky mouthed at her, earning a witch-like cackle from Yelena, but not before he checked to make sure not too many people were staring.
As Bucky approached the bar, he wiped his clammy hands onto his suit, surprised at his own nervousness.
Where the hell did all this sweat come from?
Bucky cleared his throat, taking a seat in the empty stool next to you, trying to figure out how to start the conversation.
C’mon, Bucky. You’ve done this plenty of times before. Stop worrying. You’re becoming Steve. Just go for it. Say something. Anything-
“You’re Steve’s best man, right?” A gentle voice interrupted his frantic train of thought. “I remember seeing you power-walk in circles from across the garden earlier. Kinda reminded me of my grandma.”
Bucky laughed, his nerves melting away as he shot a sweet grin at you. “I bet your grandma’s got nothing on me. You see how fast I was going?”
“I certainly did. But I’m still wondering why, though.”
“What if I said that I was training for the Olympics?”
You giggled, and Bucky almost melted into a puddle at the sound. “Well then I would say that you wouldn’t last a minute there. Have you ever seen professional race-walking? It’s intense, man.”
“You saying I’m not good enough to compete?” Bucky nudged your shoulder with his own, his usual wave of confidence rippling back through him. “I’d like to see you try to beat me.”
“Give me the date and time,” You nudged him back. “You’re on.”
“Okay, okay, I see how it is.” Bucky clicked his tongue. “But, personally, I prefer to know my opponent’s name before we race to the death.”
“Well, personally,” You mocked, giving Bucky a sly grin. “I don’t like giving out private information to the enemy.”
“Fine, be that way. But since I, for one, am a good sport, I’ll start.” He dramatically stuck his hand out. “Hey there, I’m Bucky.”
You took his hand with a smile. “Nice to meet you.”
Bucky arched an eyebrow at you. “Y’know, usually when someone introduces themselves to you, you’re supposed to introduce yourself back.”
“Oh really?” You slowly pulled your hand back, and he already missed the warmth of it. “Well thank you for the words of wisdom, Bucky. I’ll be sure to try it next time.” You stretched out his name with a smirk, and Bucky turned red.
Since when was the name ‘Bucky’ this erotic?
He chuckled and looked out to the dance floor, not wanting to give away the blush adorning his cheeks. He spotted Natasha and Steve, who were dancing slowly together in the middle, staring softly into each other’s eyes without a care in the world.
“They’re adorable, aren’t they?” You followed Bucky’s gaze to the couple, resting your chin in one hand and letting out a happy sigh.
Not as adorable as you, thou-
Bucky heard his name being called out, along with someone else’s he didn’t recognize.
Yelena squeezed in between you both, swinging an arm around each of you. She winked at Bucky. “I see you two have met.”
Bucky looked over at you with a smirk. "So that's your name, huh?" He repeated it with a long and dramatic stretch, just like you had with his. You hit his foot with your own.
“Whoa, no need to get violent,” Yelena jokingly slapped the back of your head before returning her arm onto your shoulder.
“Says you.” Bucky snorted.
“Yeah, Barnes. Says me.” Yelena slapped Bucky’s head next. “Anyways, everyone’s looking for you guys. Let’s go dance.”
Before either of you could protest, Yelena was already dragging you both by the hand up onto your feet and to the crowd in the middle of the estate. She shoved Bucky’s hands onto your waist and yours onto his shoulders before hurriedly walking away. “Have fun! I’m going to go find a dance partner.”
“Um, sorry about that.” You looked down at your feet, letting out a nervous laugh.
“Nothing to be sorry about, doll.” Bucky nudged your foot with his own. “So, you wanna dance?”
“If we didn’t, Yelena probably would kill us.” You leaned forward a bit as you laughed, and Bucky caught a whiff of the flowers in your hair. “But I’m definitely gonna step on your feet, so I apologize in advance.”
“Don’t you worry, doll. You’ll do great.” He started moving his feet to the music, urging you to sway along with him.
After a couple of laughs and bruises on Bucky’s toes, you had finally nailed it.
“See, you’re doing fabulous. I’m so proud of you.” Bucky smiled.
“Mhm, you can say that after I step on your foot again.”
“Oh c’mon, that’s not gonna happen. You’ve got this shit down.” Bucky winked at you. “That’s what happens when you get a great teacher like me.”
“Keep bragging and I’ll step on your foot on purpose this time.” You threatened. However, your mocking glare quickly turned into a sweet smile as spotted Morgan, who was dancing with her dad a few feet away.
Bucky watched as you two took turns sticking your tongues out at each other, the battle finally ending once Tony and Morgan danced away over to Pepper.
The crowd slowly dwindled down, leaving you and Bucky on the dance floor along with a few other couples.
Your dress twirled around you, the fabric flowing and whispering as you moved. Bucky’s hand rested on the small of your back, and the smooth wooden floor beneath them seemed to sway along in rhythm.
“You’re great with kids,” Bucky pointed out when you turned back to face him. “I saw you with 'em earlier too.”
“Oh, thank you.” You smiled at him, flashing your teeth. “I was convinced into babysitting for the night. Luckily the kids didn’t get too crazy. Probably shouldn't have given all of them gum though.”
Bucky laughed. “I feel you. I was forced into security duty by Steve.”
“Unpaid workers unite!” You stuck your hand up for a high-five, and Bucky gladly accepted with a hearty laugh. “So you’re pretty close to Steve, huh?”
“Yeah. We grew up together in Brooklyn. Been friends for as long as I can remember. He’s always been there for me.” Bucky looked over at his best friend, who was standing with Winnie and Sam, his arm draped across Natasha’s waist, pulling her close into him. “I’m really happy for him. He deserves all of this.”
You nodded, smiling up at Bucky with sparkling eyes. “You sound like an amazing friend,” You said softly, matching the gentle music playing in the background.
And in that moment, Bucky wanted to know everything about you- your hopes, your dreams, your fears, and the stories that danced behind your eyes. Time seemed to slow down as Bucky absorbed every detail of your presence- everything from your mischievous eyes down to your delicate lips that spoke volumes without uttering a single word.
The sheer sight of your twinkling smile stirred emotions deep in him, and he wanted nothing more than to see that smile over and over again for the rest of his life. His mind scrambled to find the right words to describe the mixture of delight and nervousness he felt in his veins that created some sort of magnetic force that tugged you closer to him.
You were just a few inches away. Bucky’s breath caught in his chest.
“Central park. Tomorrow at noon. I’ll pick you up,” He whispered.
“You taking me on a date tomorrow, Barnes?” Your eyes flickered to his lips.
“Nah, doll.” Bucky inched closer. “We’re gonna race.”
And then he closed the distance with a lingering kiss.
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SHAY'S 100 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION!
you're invited! to celebrate 100 followers (small milestone, but it's still something), i'll write fics and blurbs that have hot men in them for you! scroll down to find this party's agenda...
this will take place from febuary 21st, 2024 to march 31, 2024!
THESE ARE ALL X READERS!
the guestlist! pick a character down below!
-tom holland + co (nathan drake, peter parker, arvin russel)
-zendaya + co (michelle jones)
-miscellaneous characters: bucky barnes, loki, steve rogers, stucky, tony stark, miles morales, doctor strange, peter quill, eddie brock
the menu! pick a something to go along with your character! make sure to pick a genre when you send in an ask (fluff, angst, flangst, could be a lil spicy but no nsfw!)
-character from a guestlist and a dialougue prompt from this list or this list... make sure to specify who's doing it!
-character from guestlist and an action prompt from this list or this list... make sure to specify who's doing it!
-character from the guestlist paired with an au... action/dialougue prompt is optional (venom!reader, blackcat!reader, cop!peter, actress/singer!reader, etc).
rules and regulations! just a few things to mention...
-no nsfw/smut!
-specify a genre (fluff, angst, flangst) please!
-when you send in a request, even more so for the au, please give a little summary!
-i mostly write for marvel characters, (aside from arvin russell and nathan drake) so if you send in one of those, you'll be more likely to get a better, longer fic. this includes michelle jones, peter parker, zendaya, tom holland, arvin russell, and bucky barnes, but you don't have to.
note from the author!
little late on the 100 follower... we're closer to 150 now! thank you to all the people that have liked, followed, and reblogged! also, i only write for fem!reader and gn!reader. when requesting, please pick one. keep in mind, my default is fem!reader. i try to stay inclusive for everyone, but if you want short!reader, tall!reader, or anything of the sort, please tell me!
ask to be added to the taglist, and check out my full masterlist here...
works from this event!
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Series Masterlist
this masterlist features ALL of my mult chaptered fics, according to the fandom. please enjoy!
updated April 12 2024
Link to my main masterlist
Fics with 🤓 are favorites of mine!
Fics with 🔥 smut
Fics with 😡 angst
Fics with 💕 are fluff
Fics with 🍯 200+ notes
Fics I could possibly consider continuing 🧐
MARVEL
Little Lion Man Summary: Bucky's living a double life; he'd been keeping horrible secrets about his life away from you for as long as the pair of you were in diapers together. Horrible secrets that he would rather die than tell you about. When his father dies in the enemies' territory, he has no chose but to come clean about his strange secretive life. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
In All Its' Glory Summary: Feeling scared for your life, you confide in your best friend, Sam Wilson for help in order to keep your ex boyfriends away from you. He issues you a business card to the famed businessman Mister Barnes. Will you be able to avoid your husband, or will your life be torn apart? [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
This is Gospel Summary: Bucky Barnes is quite the troublemaker in his small hometown. He’s had a troubling childhood, losing his mother in a house fire, his dad being killed by a cop when he was barely 23. He’s all alone in this world, only having his cousin Steve Rogers to fall back on in times of trouble. Y/N is a police officer who helps him along the way out of trouble and into a life of recovery. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
13 Reasons Why Summary: Growing up in the facility, you had no idea how dangerous it could actually be. Your parents both died shortly after your birth from mysterious circumstances. You'd always heard of the famous Deadly Assassin known as the Winter Soldier, though you'd never really seen him until you'd become a teenager. Rumours always flew around about who the man actually was and how he'd come to be in the facility. When you'd become a teenager, you'd had gained your official position in the barracks, the winter soldier's own personal nursing assistant. You had no idea how fast your companionship would grew with him. Nor had you realized how much you'd grow to care for him. But just as quickly as your feelings would intertwine, they'd come falling down in a fiery pit of dead bodies and broken hearts. Come join the reader and watch as her world comes crashing down after a frightful long string of mishaps and danger. [ last updated 12/27/2018 ] (TWS!Bucky x reader) [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡
Dead on Arrival Summary: He was known as the King of Brooklyn, mastermind of the town and its city limits. Anyone could tell you that and you’d be a damned fool not to know that. He was feared and respected by all who had breathed the scent of his cologne. And God forbid those who wrongly crossed his path. His name was almost like a curse, anyone who wasn’t a close friend or a family member, died within days of speaking out against him. She grew up fearing him. After all, he was the reason her mother had died in a car explosion when she had barely passed the age of twelve years old. Of course, it wasn’t exactly his fault. Her mother happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, or so she believed. He had been targeting an enemy and the explosion just happened to go off just as her mother strolled the streets, bags full of groceries cradled in her arms. [Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Songstress!Reader] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
***Little Birdie Drabbles Series Summary: On his return home from dealing with overseas trades, he finds a lone orphan fending for herself on the stoop of his colleague’s bakery. He doesn’t expect anything to come from it. But yet….. [Mobster!Bucky, adopted!wanda maximoff) [ONGOING]💕😡🤓 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
The Man in the Tower Summary: Bucky escapes his handlers and runs through a forest, finding safety in an abandoned tower. What happens when a town girl finds him? Can he trust her enough to finally set foot on ground level again? —- loosely based off the fairy tale Rapunzel [Bucky x Reader] [IN PROGRESS] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕😡
Paint it Black Summary:  you were signed to work for Grant. Not to fall in love with his right hand man. [Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Songstress!Reader] [COMPLETE] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡🔥
Songbirds & Gunfire Summary: one night off from policing your city and your whole world turns upside down. Will you be able to portray the likes of  performer? Or will the mafia king catch on to your performace? [Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Songstress!Reader] (In Progress) [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡 🔥
How Far I'll Go For You Summary:  How could one night sneaking out of the tower completely ruin your life? [TWS!Bucky x Reader] [IN PROGRESS]) [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]🔥🤓
Know Thy Enemy Summary: Being a young reporter with little to no money while also studying in college, you find yourself interviewing the most lethal and popular boxer in all of Brooklyn. Hanging around the man, you never expected the surprises to unfold… nor did you expect the man to become so close to you in such a short amount of time. Will Steve remain true to his promises? Will your life become entwined with his? [boxer!mafia lord!steve rogers x college student!reader] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS]
The Call Out Summary:  You get hired as a live-in babysitter for the city’s most dangerous mafia boss. [nanny! reader x mafia leader Pietro maximoff] [ABANDONED FOR NOW]
Fade to Black Summary: When Steve was taken as a prisoner in the fabled vampire Nick Fury’s castle, he never thought that he’d ever live his days in peace. 🤓😡 [vampire nick fury, vampire Steve rogers x human reader] [COMPLETE] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
Bloody Necessities Summary:  After months away from his city, Steve returns home to find that his long lost best friend has returned with a request in mind. [mobster vampire Matt Murdock x mobster Steve rigers] [IN PROGRESS]😡 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [NOT A READER INSERT] [VAMPIRE!STEVE ROGERS X VAMPIRE MATT MURDOCK]
Sultry Weathers Summary:Never in a million years would you have expected to have your life turned upside down for your displeasure. You’d had a loving husband and a beautiful, young, lively daughter. You’d been married to him for nearly half a decade. Assumptions were made that you’d die married to the man. But when fate occurs, and you meet his longtime secretive best friend, you’d never assume your life could be flipped upside down in mere minutes. In a fruitful battle of the ladies, would you be willing to have anything and everything done to ensure your safety? The safety of your family?[LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03][COMPLETE] [mafia Steve rogers x reader, Bucky x reader, Tony x reader]💕😡🤓
The Wrong Side of Heaven Summary: Being a demon has its perks; torture and slaying entities that beg for compliance. Bucky longed for far too long to have yet another victim under his claws. Having a call from his higher power, however, twists his entire mindset around. He's been given a mission, something he hasn't done in centuries; he's been told to watch over a human life form, for reasons his higher power won't discuss with him. Has his master gone mad with boredom? [bucky x reader] [COMPLETE] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
Survival Instinct Summary: Memories are to die for [military! steve rogers x wanda maximoff] based off the movie Saving Private Ryan [DISCONTINUED] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
Swab Yer Decks Summary: After the death of Bucky’s father, he inherits his pirate ship and sets sail to find Cortes’s treasure. Along the way, he reunites with you, his long lost childhood friend. But you quickly realise he’s not that innocent child you once knew long ago. [Pirate!Bucky Barnes x Pricness! Female! Reader] [DISCONTINUED] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
Tainted Love Summary: You're the daughter of a policeman. You're in college. You've great socoal life. Your friends and family meant the world to you. You've lived a good life, quiet, but good. But it all comes to a crashing halt when you meet the famous Mafia Leader of the city, Anthony Stark. Will he let you go home in one piece? Or will your cozy little life be completely enamored with his own? [mafia! steve rogers, mafia! bucky barnes, mafia! tony stark, stripper! reader] [COMPLETE] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
Into the Darkness Summary: It's been decades since you've had a good time. So when the vampire king threw a ball for the town, of course, you'd gather with your best friend - who happened to be an enemy of the king unbeknownst to you. So when he'd murdered her in front of you, you had no idea what would come about in your life. You had no idea about the history of your creatures, your homage, and the wars fought within your races. But the handsome king persuaded you too easily into his confinement, locking you away from the outside world. Would you ever live to seek revenge? or even your freedom ever again? [vampire king! tony stark x vampire servant! steve rogers x vampire captive! female reader] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS] [IN PROGRESS]
Dragon Dweller Summary: She longed for freedom, yet when the opportunity arises, will she brave the green lands outside of her prison? [prisoner! wanda maximoff, knight!Bucky barnes, Dragon!vision] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS] [IN PRGRESS]
Count of Me Summary: Sing A Song for your life, little one. [mobster!reader, bartender! bucky barnes] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS] [DISCONTINUED]
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DCEU
Deceitful Obsessions Summary: After having to leave his previous teaching job for another school after allegations surrounded him, Clark Kent finds himself quickly being immursed with another student. Will he be able to keep his obsessions secret? Or will it all come falling apart? *** was previously named Decietful Memories [College professor! Clark Kent x OC!Female Character Kobalt Jennings] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS]
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SPN
Punchline Secrets Summary: Living a double life shouldn’t be so easy. [IN PROGRESS] [benny lafitte x female reporter reader] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS]
Waking the Demon Summary: Being a demon has its perks; torture and slaying entities that beg for compliance. Bucky longed for far too long to have yet another victim under his claws. Having a call from his higher power, however, twists his entire mindset around. He's been given a mission, something he hasn't done in centuries; he's been told to watch over a human life form, for reasons his higher power won't discuss with him. Has his master gone mad with boredom? [demon!Dean winchester x reader] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
Bonnie & Clyde Sumamry: Growing up in the city, you had heard stories of the Winchester establishment and how tough and cruel John and his boys were on the streets. John was a delirious son of a bitch. He was a monster. He was something to behold. He was handsome, yet terrifying. He wasn’t a man you’d want to meet in a dark alley alone. John murdered children for the fuck of it all. He didn’t care. Yet, Mary was a simple woman. She was kind and caring to those who were in need of help, the complete opposite of her husband. But she wasn’t afraid to shoot a bullet, either. Never cross a sweet woman, they’re the most terrifying people of all. [mafia leader dean Winchester x reader] [COMPLETE] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]
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Once Upon a Time
Runnin' Summary: Jefferson is a common thief. What happens when he stumbles upon a carriage carrying a beautiful woman? Will she convince him to turn his life around? Or will she join him in the life of robbery? Will he abandon her and continue on by himself? Based off the movie Robin Hood [robin hood! jefferson x princess! reader] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS]
Hell Above Summary: being invited to the vampire king's ball should have brought you joy.... after all he hasn't opened up his doors in a very long time. You mother claims that even her grandmother hadn't seen those doors opened. But when the random invitations spread through the town, everyone grew excited with anticipation. After all, the last anyone's heard from the castle, the royal family had been murdered decades ago, possibly even longer.... So who was sending inviations? [vampire king! jefferson x human female reader] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [IN PROGRESS]
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HARRY POTTER FANDOM
A Stolen Heart Summary: When Draco discovers his childhood enemy isn't who he says he is, will he be able to keep himself together? What about his marriage and family? WIll he be able to keep himself in check? What happens when Harry discovers that Draco might actually return his secret feelings? [draco malfoy x astoria greengrass, harry potter x draco malfoy, harry potter x ginny weasley, hermione granger x ron weasley] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [NOT A READER INSERT] [COMPLETE]
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twjournals · 2 years
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Forbidden Fruit |||
Warning: dark!criminal!Bucky Barnes x dark!cop!Steve Rogers x fem!reader, eventual non-con/dub-con, possessive/obsessive behavior, jealousy, gun violence, violence in general
Summary: After some time away, the town's golden boy is back to reclaim his title and his girl. Unfortunately for him, trouble has followed him home.
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Since you had come in late, you figured it was only fair to make up for the hours missed by helping close the diner. It was quiet compared to how business roared during the day, and sometimes you preferred it to your morning shifts just to get away from the usual. That wasn't to say you didn't like your regulars, but certain people did put a damper on things.
You had just checked out the last of your customers for the night. The young couple shuffled out of the booth, leaving behind a few bucks for a tip before heading out the door. "Thank you, guys. Come back and see us." They threw their hand up on their way out.
You moved around the counter to their table, tucking the few bucks away with the rest of your tips and cleaning up the mess. Nat took the opportunity to lock the door and turn off the glowing open sign before anyone else tried to walk in.
It was always good feeling locking up because you knew you didn't have to serve anymore customers.
You raked off the dishes with a fork into the floor before taking the back to the kitchen for Pietro to wash with the rest of the dishes.
"Good news. This is it." You assured. He thanked you kindly before taking the last of the dishes. You returned to the table afterwards.
You often wondered how Wanda and Pietro made it through their shifts without bickering. Especially for as long as you had known them, but you guessed being on two separate ends of the building helped too.
"Freedommmm." Nat threw her arms up, earning a laugh from you and Wanda.
She smiled in response before plopping down in the booth with Wanda to help her fold up some silverware. You wiped down the table and seats while listening to them create small talk.
You glanced out the window at the dark street. Home wasn't far from the diner, but considering it was dark, it only had the walk seem longer. Even having known the people in the town as long as you had, you were fond of the idea of walking home in night.
"No, Nat. Seriously you should have seen him, I don't know what came over him. I've never seen Steve like that." Wanda attempted to talk quietly even though you could still her. Maybe in a busy restaurant she might have went unheard.
You peaked over the booth you were cleaning at them. By the way Wanda leaned closer against the table, you could tell she was trying to keep you from hearing.
"So he just broke the glass out of nowhere? No one knows what set him off?" Nat muttered.
God, they were awful at whispering.
"If you ask me, I think Steve saw her with that new guy." Wanda stopped folding, nearly leaning over the table.
"You mean the one with the long hair? Wears the gloves?"
"That's the one." Wanda confirmed.
You rolled your eyes and finished wiping down the booth before you stood up. "You realize I can hear everything you're saying?" You pointed out.
Nat's eyes widen at your words and Wanda stumbled over her own. "Hey- I wasn't saying anything bad. I just know anything to do with him is a sore subject."
You walked around the counter again to wash your hands in the sink. You glanced at her as you dried your hands. "I don't care who you talk about. I can handle hearing about my ex." You assured. It was the truth, for the most part.
You moved over to the register, opening it to count down your drawer. You sat the till on the counter and shuffled through the money, counting in your head.
Nat spoke up from her seat. "I can't be the only one who thinks he's been a little different since that new guy came around."
"Oh no, I thought so too." Wanda admitted.
I paused counting. "Bucky?"
They both look at each other smirking slightly.
You rolled your eyes when you noticed. "You guys are awful." You mutter and shook your head. What number were you even on again? Oh, right. And you start back where you left off.
"I mean does it not seem that way to you?"
You sighed. You were never gonna get this done. "He's a customer. I haven't even been out with the guy. He gave me one ride to work, and that was only because I was on the side of the road."
"I offered to send the guys." Wanda reminded you.
"I would rather die."
They both burst out in laughter and you laughed a little yourself. Maybe it was a bit dramatic, but you were partly serious. You didn't want to give your ex the satisfaction of saving the day after he was to blame for many previous ruined ones. Like he was some hero or something.
"But seriously, I would rather walk than have to be in the same vehicle as him. I don't need his help." You admitted.
"Fair enough." Nat nodded while she proceeded to fold up some silverware. "Bucky is so cute though. I envy you. I'm gonna need to pop my own tire on the way to work and see if the hunk comes to my rescue."
Wanda laughed and you rolled your eyes. "Hey, now. Wait for a shift with Y/n before you do that. Ya know, just in case he doesn't come."
"Or do you think I should get under the hood? I'm just trying to figure out the best approach."
You set the cash aside, throwing a rag at Wanda and making them both laugh harder. "Seriously the worst."
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"You sure it's not a problem? I can walk if it is. It's not big deal." You asked as you, Wanda, Nat, and Pietro exit the diner. You stopped for a moment to lock the door.
"You know it's not a problem." She assured. Nat and Pietro said their goodbyes before parting ways to their own cars, leaving you and Wanda on your own.
"I have tomorrow off, so I should have my car back then. Hopefully it won't cost me an arm and a leg." You said as you walked with her the rest of the way to her car.
"It's not a problem. You know I'd give you a ride any day." She looked over the roof of her car at you and unlocking the car.
You smile while reaching for the door, pausing when you hear a car pulling in over your shoulder.
"Is it not obvious we're closed?" You commented, glancing over at Wanda who stared behind you before giving you a look. You knew that look. It was one you had been all too familiar with lately and you sighed. You heard the car door open and shut behind you before you turned to confirm your suspicions.
"Wanda." Steve greeted Wanda with a smile before his eyes finally fell on you. This was currently new for him. He was stepping up his game from keeping an eye on you at the diner to stalking you out in the parking lot.
He didn't greet you though; only stared until you shifted awkwardly under his gaze. What could he want at this time of night? You were just trying to get home.
"Wanda," Steve finally broke the silence. "Do you mind if I talk to Y/n alone for a moment?"
He glanced at her over the roof and she looked at you for an answer. You gave a small nod before Wanda climbed into the car.
Steve didn't say anything, but you could tell he was searching for the words to say. You leaned back against the side of the car with your eyes on the pavement as you listened to the crickets.
"If I asked you a favor, would you listen?" He finally said.
You pulled your eyes to meet his. They were already staring at you, but you were almost positive they had been this whole time.
"What?"
"If asked you to do something for me, well for yourself really, would you listen to me?" He tried again.
You stare at him for a moment, watching him moving to lean beside you. So close if it wasn't for the inch between you, your arms would've been touching. "I'm sure I can guess what this is about."
"I wouldn't be saying this if I didn't think it was serious."
"I'm sure."
He didn't have to say anything for you to know where this conversation was going.
He shot you a look. "I just don't get a good feeling about this, Y/n. I can tell you guys are getting close, and if I'm being honest I don't think Bucky is a good person."
You knew that was coming, but who was he to tell you who you could befriend? "Do you know him?"
"No."
Because that makes perfect sense, right? "Have you talked to him before?"
"No." He answered again.
Your patience was starting to run thin already. Steve was the same guy who proposed to you, only to realize after some time this small town life would never be enough for him. Now here he was asking you to stay away from a man you hardly had anything to do with aside from serving him.
"I don't understand you." You shook your head in disbelief. "This is my job, Steve. He's a customer and I can't stop him from coming here just because you're unhappy. And here you are telling me about this feeling you have toward him, but you can't tell me a thing about him that makes him a bad person. Can you tell me how that makes sense?"
You moved off of the side of the car to face him.
He opened his mouth slightly, trying to figure out what to say. "I can't explain it. I really just need you to trust me." He looked down.
You stared at him in disbelief. "No."
His eyes shot up.
"I'm not going to just trust you, because I remember where that got me."
"I don't know how many times I can say I'm sorry. All I've done is apologize since I've been back. All I'm asking is this one simple thing. Just stay away from him. If all you do is serve him, I don't see why it would be so hard for someone else to take his table." Steve pushed off of the car, standing just a step away.
"So because he's new to town, that means he's dangerous? Oh Heavens, why is anyone serving him then?" You gasped dramatically, putting your hand on your chest.
He ran his finger through his dark blonde hair, pushing it off of his forehead in frustration, pacing slightly in front of you. "I am trying to protect you."
"I can take care of myself. I don't need you to protect me, Steve." You argued back. He had some nerve asking anything from you after everything he had put you through. You finally rolled your eyes, pushing past him to the car. Fuck him and fuck whatever he was feeling.
You paused when you opened the door. "You know what that feeling is, Steve? That's a realization. Not some bad vibe, it's the realization that Bucky is probably better than you'll ever be."
His jaw ticked in anger, watching you starting to get in the car. "I'm just doing my job."
You held onto the door, turning to look at him. "You want to do your job, go patrol and stop stalking me."
He wished he could explain how wrong you were. He wished he would tell you that the real reality of things was nowhere near your bullshit assumption. Bucky was dangerous, and he still is.
Steve stood in the parking lot even after Wanda was driving away.
Why did you always have to be so damn stubborn? He stared after the car until the lights disappeared over the hill.
His thoughts were interrupted by slow clapping and his hand shot up to rest on his gun, staring in the direction the sound was coming from until a shadow slowly moved from the dark.
"I've gotta say, you put on one hell of a show." Bucky chuckled while he lifted his hands for Steve to see them.
"What are you doing here?" Steve demanded, his hand slowly curling around the gun on his side.
"Moving on. Is that not what we agreed on?" Bucky responded innocently. " But ya know it doesn't look like you're doing much of that." He pointed out while he stepped one foot in front of the other.
Steve pulled his gun from the holster, pointing it right at Bucky but his smirk never lessened.
"Oh come on, Rogers. Is that any way to greet your partner?"
"Oh sorry. Go to hell. Is that better." He spat.
Bucky threw his head back with an amused laugh. " Funny, I thought I was already there. I mean the way you trash talked this town, I expected worse honestly. But I see why you came back." Steve narrowed his eyes. "The whole uniform, the fancy squad car, even a gun. This town must really take kindly to criminals." He gestures toward Steve.
He clenched his jaw. Just pull the trigger. He told himself. It would solve everyone's problems.
"Oh..." Bucky started to bring his hand to his mouth, acting surprised. "They don't know, do they?" He tilted his head.
Steve took the gun off of safety so Bucky knew he wasn't playing around. Nor was he going to feed into his bullshit. He stepped closer to Bucky, pointing the gun right at his head. At this point, he didn't care who saw if anyone did.
"Go on." Bucky encouraged. "Pull the trigger. We both know you can. Let's just hope you have the plan this time. This is a pretty public place, Steve. I mean between someone seeing, all the blood you're going to have to clean up, an explanation for my disappearance. How about my body, Stevie? How do you plan on getting rid of my body?"
Steve was gritting his teeth so hard he was amazed they weren't broken.
Just do it. Fuck! Just fucking do it.
No, he's right. You'll never get away with this. Not here.
"Do it!" Bucky raised his voice. He wished he could, but he couldn't. Like he wasn't already regretting every mistake he ever made after Y/n, but he was really regretting ever befriending Bucky. If he had been on his own, it wouldn't have took long for him to come back home. Everything would have fallen back into place and Y/n would have eventually forgive him for ever leaving. Steve slowly released the gun, putting it down. "Pussy."
He knew it would be in his best interest to keep his hands to himself regardless of how hard he wanted to punch Bucky, just to knock the fucking smile off of his face. And maybe if he was lucky break a couple of teeth. He slowly put his gun back in the holster.
"She makes you soft." Bucky realized. Steve lifted his head to look at Bucky. "That's her, isn't it? That girl you always talked about?"
"Bucky." He warned. "If you touch her, I- I swear to God-"
Bucky shrugged his shoulders. "We've shared before. What's the difference?"
Steve couldn't stop himself from grabbing Bucky by the collar of his jacket, bringing him nose to nose with him. "Stay away from her."
The corner of his lips turned up in a smirk.
"I'm so fucking serious. Don't lay a hand on her. This wasn't apart of the deal."
"Oh, fuck the deal, Rogers. You left me in the dirt while you alpha it up here playing the town's hero. If you think for a second they would have gave you that badge knowing you're a fucking murderer. If it wasn't for me, none of this would be possible for you. Don't you see that? That golden boy reputation gets you everything. But it doesn't get you her." Steve's fists were clenched around his collar, the corner of his lip twitching in anger.
"Bucky-"
"Shut the fuck up." He growled before shoving Steve off of him hard and causing Steve to stumble over his feet a little before regaining his balance. Steve felt defeated. All he wanted to do was get his life together and move on, but Bucky just had to follow him home. "Do yourself a favor and stay out of my way."
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MCU Series
Below you’ll find series that have more than three parts and stories that are only two parters. If you see a story that only has two parts that you want to see more of, let me know!
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Series Rewrite Pairing: Varies From Movie To Movie Status: In Progress Summary: You call Earth home after fifty years of running from your home planet. There, you meet all kinds of people that you help, including the two loves of your lives: Bucky Barnes and Loki Laufeyson. They are two different sides of the same coin. How can you ever choose between them, and will you?
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Between Love and Hate Pairing: Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Status: In Progress Summary: Loving Bucky Barnes is like waiting for a grenade to go off. Fearful yet thrilling. Every time you allow yourself to feel something for him, a piece of you is chipped away and stored in his jacket pocket. How can you love a man who murders people for a living? How can you hate a man who gives you the world? You're stuck in the middle with no clear way to the end.
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My Savior Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader Status: Completed Summary: Your entire life has been spent in and out of hospitals because you have ESRD or kidney failure. The only thing you’ve ever known is being hooked to monitors and machines that live for you. Never straying too far from the hospital, and never really connecting with anyone. When you get the news you have a kidney waiting for you, your donor surprises you in more ways than one… and he does something for you that you can’t ever repay him for.
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Cat and Mouse Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female!Reader Status: In Progress Summary: Much like Bucky, you've been a toy that Hydra just loves to use. You were taken at such a young age that you were shaped into what they wanted you to be. Well, you're not doing it anymore. You escaped. You got out. But that doesn't mean you can't fall back into the monster they made you.
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New World Order Pairing: Zombie!Steve Rogers x Vampire!Fem!!Reader Status: In Progress Summary: When the emergency alarms sounded, you knew the world wasn’t ever going to be the same. A new dawn is approaching with a whole new set of rules. One where you and the love of your life are no longer human. Well, that’s what you thought until you figured out the cure that will save humanity.
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Monster Inside You Pairing: Steve Rogers x Succubus!Fem!Reader Status: On Hold Summary: One fatal mistake and your life is turned upside down. You have to live with the consequences of what happened to you, and you're not always good at controlling your urges. Still, you do your best to keep who you are while still embracing this new side to you.
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The Voice Behind Karen // Part 2 Pairing: Peter Parker x Female!Reader Summary: You’re Tony Stark’s daughter and also the AI in Peter’s suit. He calls you Karen but your name is Y/N. After he discovers your secret, you two get closer.
Office Romance // Part Two Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Female!Reader Summary: You have a crush on your boss, and it's news to you when she shows you that she has one on you, too.
Pick A Side // Better Late Than Never Pairing: Steve Rogers x Stark!Fem!Reader Summary: Everyone expected you to pick your dad's side when it came to the Accords. You didn't. He kicked you out of his life. Now it's finally time to face him.
Not Allowed // Part Two Pairing: Cop!Bucky Barnes x Receptionist!Fem!Reader Summary: You go on a date with a man that Bucky doesn't approve of. He uses his power to break it up which is the best thing that could have happened to your relationship with Bucky.
Wolf in Sheep's Clothing // Part Two Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Summary: For an entire year you've been stuck inside your mind with no escape. Never did you think you'd be in such an abusive relationship, but he won't let you leave. Not until you see an opportunity through Bucky to confess everything he's ever done to you. Will you be saved?
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What I write and who I write for
Movies/shows
Gotham
Star wars
Spartacus
Boardwalk Empire
Marvel
DC
The Walking Dead
The Witcher
Salem
Star Trek
Harry Potter
Fantastic Beasts
IT
Barry
Stranger Things
The pirates of the Caribbean
Lotr
The Hobbit
NCIS
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Gotham characters I write for
Oswald Cobblepot
Jerome Valeska
Jeremiah Valeska
Jim Gordon
Harvey Bullock
Ed Nygma
Alfred Pennyworth
Mr. Freeze
Victor Zsasz
Butch Gilzean
Star Wars characters I write for
Darth Maul
Kylo Ren
Darth Vader
Han Solo
Poe Dameron
Lando Calrissian
Finn
Boba Fett
Jango Fett
Din Djarin
Paz Vizsla
Spartacus characters I write for
Ashur
Gannicus
Crixus
Agron
Spartacus
Glaber
Caesar
Boardwalk Empire characters I write for
Al Capone
Richard Harrow
Eli Thompson
Frank Capone
Ralph Capone
Nelson Van Alden
Arnold Rothstein
Meyer
Lucky Luciano
Gyp Rosetti
Marvel characters I write for
Tony Stark
Steve Rogers
Scott Lang
Stephen Strange
Zemo
Loki
Thor
Clint Barton
Bruce Banner
Peter Parker
Bucky Barnes ❤️
Ultron
Pietro Maximoff
Peter Quill
Drax
Yondu Udonta
Ronan
Rocket (platonic! We ain't furries here!)
Groot (platonic)
DC characters I write for
Superman
Batman
Bane
Joker (Heath ledger or Jared Leto)
Captain Boomerang
Chato Santana
Rick Flag
Oliver Queen
Slade Wilson (Manu Bennett)
X-Men characters I write for
Victor Creed
Wolverine
Colossus
Deadpool
Cable
TWD characters I write for
Aaron
Father Gabriel
Rick Grimes
Negan Smith
Shane Walsh
Daryl Dixon
Merle Dixon
Eugene Porter
Abraham Ford
Paul "Jesus" Rovia
The Witcher characters I write for
Geralt
Jaskier
Filavandrel
Mousesack
Eskel
Salem characters I write for
John Alden
Cotton Mather
Beelzebub/ The Sentinel
Samael
Sebastian Marburg
Star trek characters I write for
Captain Kirk
Spock
Dr. McCoy
Quark
General Martok
Weyoun
Damar
Dukat
Garak
Julian Bashir
Shran
Captain Archer
Malcolm Reed
Trip Tucker
Phlox
Harry Potter characters I write for
Harry Potter
Draco Malfoy
George Weasley
Fred Weasley
Neville Longbottom
Lucius Malfoy
Remus Lupin
Sirius Black
Severus Snape
Fantastic Beasts characters I write for
Newt Scamander
Percival Graves
Albus Dumbledore
Gellert Grindelwald (Mikkelsen or Depp)
Jacob Kowalski
IT characters I write for
Richie Tosier
Ben Hanscom
Bill Denbrough
Eddie Kaspbrak
Henry Bowers
Pennywise/ Bob Gray
Barry characters I write for
Barry Berkman
Noho Hank
Monroe Fuches (As father figure)
Stranger Things characters I write for
Steve Harrington
Billy Hargrove
Dustin Henderson (platonic or as little brother)
Eddie Munson
Pirates Off The Caribbean characters I write for
Jack Sparrow....."Captain! Jack Sparrow!"
Captain Barbossa
William Turner
Bootstrap Bill
Davy Jones
James Norrington
Cutler Beckett
Salazar
Lotr characters I write for
Boromir
Faramir
Samwise Gamgee
Mary
Pippin
Aragorn
Haldir
Legolas
Elrond
Èomer
The Hobbit characters I write for
Bilbo
Thorin
Fili
Kili
Bard
Elrond
Thranduil
Legolas
Azog
NCIS characters I write for
Tony Dinozzo
Tim McGee
Joshany Gibbs
YouTubers I write for
Mully VR
Josh dub
Your favorite Narrator
Juicy
Eddie VR
Smashing
Jacksepticeye
Markiplier/Mark's egos
Angry Cops
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What I will write
Smut/NSFW
fluff
Male character x Fem reader
Traumatized reader dynamic
Mentions of abuse
Mentions of Death
Mentions of Blood
Slight torture
Knife play
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What I won't write
Male Character x Male reader (Unless platonic)
Fem Character x Fem reader (Unless platonic)
Incest
Rape (depends on Character and how graphic)
Pegging
Gore
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buckysimp101 · 2 years
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Everything the Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Two
Mafia!Bucky x Reader
chapter warnings: language, angst, light sexual content but not really
a/n: so glad y’all are enjoying this fic so far! hopefully chapter 2 lives up to the expectations! let me know what you think!
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“And if there are any other problems with the Stinson boy you bring them to me first, don’t go busting some kid’s head in because he looked at you wrong,” George Barnes spoke with a clear pointed voice, his attention focusing on his son to his right, his literal righthand man. George Barnes had been grooming Bucky to take over the ‘family business’ as he called it since Bucky could walk. If Winnifred had her way, Bucky never would’ve stepped foot into his role as underboss, he would’ve gone to college and lived a happy life with a happy wife, 2.5 kids and a picket fence. But that was not what the universe had planned for James Buchanan Barnes. Instead he learned how to run guns, how to get the cops on his payroll, how to extort whoever he wanted. He learned how to gain power. 
The Barnes family name had been whispered throughout the city for half a century, with his grandfather running the business, then his father, but within the last decade it had grown from whispers to a roar. Bucky had helped his father take on more businesses and hide the illicit activity behind honest work. Well, as honest as strip and night clubs could get at least. The Barnes family had created “Barnes Inc.” many years ago, their business venture with every intention of providing legitimate services to the people of Manhattan. The traffickers, drug and human alike, knew better than to fuck with the Barnes family. It was one business that Bucky and his father ensured they would never mess with. But being the underboss of one of the largest mafia outposts on the eastern seaboard meant that Bucky had to sit in every one of these meetings, listening to his dad talk shit about how he handled business.
“Senator Stinson,” Bucky drawled in response, “is no longer a boy, and hasn’t been a boy for a decade. If he wants to make his bed then he can lay in it. I’ll behave myself if he does.” Bucky hated Senator Stinson and his whole family. They were allied with a rival family but were too involved in the upper echelon of Manhattan life to really fuck with. The kid just never knew when to shut up and constantly said things for the sole purpose of getting on Bucky’s nerves.
George groaned and rubbed the center of his forehead with the palm of his hand before adding, “like I said. Don’t let me see his murder on the 11 o’clock news. We got enough shit comin’ our way, we don’t need the death of a junior Senator coming back to bite us in the ass. Leave him alone, James.” With the finality that only a mob boss could have the conversation was over. The rest of the members at the table didn’t have anything to add so George dismissed them, casting a final glance at Bucky before shaking his head and standing up to leave.
“Please, son. Just, for once in your life, listen to me,” he pleaded before walking out the conference room, not giving Bucky another glance.
A low whistle sounded from behind Bucky’s back as he groaned and rolled his eyes at the dramatics his father was playing on. “Sounds to me, like someone ticked off daddy Barnes. What’d you do this time, Buck?” Steve Rogers teased as if he didn’t know about Bucky beating the shit out of the police officer that tried to give him a ticket a week ago, or about the fact that Liam Stinson had been hanging around The Underworld and some of the other Barnes family clubs a little more recently, asking questions of his workers like he was a detective and not the youngest member of the New York Senate.
“Fuck off, Rogers. You know just as well as I do that when the old man gets twitchy he takes it out on me,” Bucky joked as he walked side-by-side with his best friend of over twenty years towards his office. The Barnes Inc. building was huge, almost as huge as Stark Industries, with an extremely coveted view of the city. Steve had teased him about his office a time or two once he started officially working with the Barnes family and Bucky had joked right back that he could gladly give him an office in the basement next to the beaten and bloodied bodies that inhabited the space occasionally, Steve had kindly turned him down.
Shutting the door to Bucky’s office behind him, Steve made himself at home as he plopped down onto the leather couch in the corner of Bucky’s office near his desk. Bucky made the two of them a drink and loosened the tie around his neck. They drank in silence, taking in the view, before their little party was interrupted by a knock and Sam Wilson’s entrance before they could even say anything.
“Wilson, what have I told you about knocking? You knock first, wait for someone to invite you in, then you open the door. I can’t be any more clear. One of these days you’re gonna walk in here and not like what you see,” Bucky teased, knowing that Sam could take it.
Sam merely rolled his eyes at the jest before snidely responding, “Yeah you’d think after that time of walking in on Megan sucking your dick like a lollipop that I’d learn, old habits die hard,” he mocked a disgusted shiver before taking a seat next to a snickering Steve. “Pour me one too, Barnes. I’ve got some news.”
Bucky quirked his brow in question but got up to pour his friend a drink. After a few sips Sam took a breath, taking in the increasingly curious eyes of Steve and Bucky before smacking his lips and pretending like he was admiring the whiskey. “Wow, that’s smooth. What vintage is this, it’s like drinking water,” he drawled, obviously avoiding the conversation that Steve and Bucky wanted to hear, the reason he came into the office in the first place.
“Spit it out, Samuel. We don’t have all fucking day,” Bucky growled lowly, growing tired of Sam’s game. Sam let out a deep sigh before downing the rest of his drink and dropping the piece of information he’d been sitting on for the last hour.
“Y/N’s back.” 
Steve did a spit take that would put even the best of Hollywood’s actors to shame, meanwhile Bucky felt like the room had started spinning and his tie was suddenly way too tight. Y/N. A name he hadn’t heard in ten years. What the fuck was she doing back? The last he’d heard she’d refused to ever set foot back in Manhattan. He couldn’t help but wonder what had changed her mind.
Twelve Years Ago
You sat on the couch in Bucky’s parents’ living room. Giggling as Bucky whispered some ridiculous joke in your ear. You always laughed at his jokes, even the ones he didn’t find particularly funny. But you swore he could’ve been a comedian if he wanted to. He was just about to press a kiss to your lips when he was interrupted by the sound of his father clearing his throat. In the archway to the living room stood Winnifred and George Barnes with identical smirks, dressed to the nines to go to whatever charity they were blessing with their presence.
“Do we need to keep a nanny cam on the two of you tonight? Better yet do we need to make Steve chaperone and relay all the details of the evening back to us?” Winnie joked, the smirk on her lips playful as she took in the clear look of embarrassment on your face. You and Bucky hadn’t been officially dating long but you’d been friends for as long as the Barnes family could remember. The day Bucky announced to his family that you were dating was the day Winnifred Barnes saw a different future for her son. One that didn’t involve the violence and darkness that her husband saw on a daily basis. But she knew that it had already begun to creep its way in, grabbing Bucky in a vice grip by the throat before he could drive. But she pushed that to the back of her mind and held onto that hope that you brought.
“Mom, we don’t need Stevie to babysit us, promise. We’ll be good, hands above the waist and all that jazz,” he threw a wink in your direction and he could tell that he wasn’t helping the situation regarding your embarrassment. 
Winnie merely laughed at her son before scolding him lightly, “James Barnes, I taught you better than that. Apologize to the poor girl. You don’t say those things about your future wife,” she added the last bit with a wink in your direction.
Bucky grinned evilly before looking at you and pouting his lips in mock sadness, “sorry, princess. I promise only to touch you if you want me to.”
“Alright, James, Winnie that’s enough. James, your mother and I raised you better than that. Apologize sincerely to both of them now so we can leave, and Winnie quit making the poor girl think about her future as the other Mrs. Barnes, it’s terrifying,” his dad’s tone was serious, more serious than his mother had originally been, but it held a little joking intonation. His eyes thought? His eyes leveled Bucky with a look that he’d better take this seriously. 
He apologized truly to you and his mother before giving the latter a hug and wishing them a good night. When the front door had shut Bucky turned around to continue where the two of you had left off when a pillow came flying towards his face.
“BUCKY HOW DARE YOU EMBARRASS ME LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF YOUR MOTHER!?!” You yelled indignantly, only half-joking but clearly still embarrassed from the words Bucky and Winnie spoke just moments before.
“And my parents didn’t embarrass you by callin' you my future wife? Just the talk about what I would do to my wife gotcha all wound up, sugar?” He teased you mercilessly, one of his favorite things to do was see what he could say to get you all riled up. You were the one pouting this time, perfect lips pushed out just where Bucky could lean over and kiss them-
“Earth to James? Man wake up and stop daydreaming about some pussy you left a decade ago,” Sam joked without thinking of the words coming out of his mouth. Without a second thought Bucky was holding Sam against the wall by his throat, his friend’s feet kicking trying to get down.
“You don’t EVER fucking talk about Y/N L/N like that again. You fucking know better, Wilson. Say it again and you’re going to the warehouse on the Island,” Bucky threatened, his chest heaving with anger and making eye contact with Sam to make sure he understood the threat was very much so real. Sam nodded his head quickly and Bucky released his grip, allowing Sam to slide down the wall to his knees as he gasped for air.
“Come on, Wilson. You know Y/N’s off-limits. Has been for years. That was low for someone who considered himself one of her best friends,” Steve growled lowly from behind Bucky. Sam still hadn’t found his voice and just nodded his head while keeping his eyes low, avoiding eye contact with his bosses as he let himself out of the office. 
“Alright, Buck. You know Sam didn’t mean it. He was just surprised to see that the totally-cool-so-not-in-love-with-Y/N-L/N-Bucky doesn’t actually exist,” Steve explained, half joking in the way only Steve Rogers could and not get murdered. Bucky was working on his breathing, trying to pull himself away from the anger he was feeling at one of his friends just moments before.
Tugging at his tie, Steve sighed and checked his watch. “Alright, jerk. Call up Megan, let’s go to Underworld. Have a few drinks. Get laid. Work this tension right out of you, kay?” And with a slap on his back, Steve was pulling Bucky out of the office and towards the car waiting out front.
The bass inside The Underworld beat in time with Bucky’s pulse. The second he and Steve had arrived Megan was walking through the curtain of the VIP section and practically straddling Bucky as she sat in his lap and kissed him with what he was sure she thought was a fiery passion. Bucky sank into the kiss, the first thing that had given him a break from his brain since that afternoon, and invited her tongue to tangle with his. Bucky could barely hear Steve clearing his throat once, twice, three times, but neither he nor Megan cared as she began to roll her hips into his. Steve groaned and took his leave, leaving the two of them to dry hump and make out in the booth.
“Mmmm Bucky Bear, missed you so much,” she panted in that fake, breathy voice that Bucky truly hated. Normally it would be enough to turn him off but tonight he welcomed the distraction. He moved his hand between her thighs but this time is attention was caught by a flash of red hair as the curtain surrounding the VIP section was pulled open.
“Alright, Barnes, if you’re gonna fuck you don’t do it in my club. Go home,” Natasha’s smooth sarcasm rang clear as a bell, acting as a bucket of ice water on his erection. Megan and Bucky both groaned, clearly annoyed at Natasha’s interruption but she merely raised a perfectly groomed brow as if that was answer enough to why she was doing this.
“This isn’t your club anyways, Romanoff. It’s Bucky’s. He can do what he wants. Like fuck me in a booth,” Megan spoke up, obviously feeling powerful sitting next to Bucky, her self-assurance that he’d stick up for her made him roll his eyes and roll her off his lap into the booth next to him.
“Enough, Megan. That’s not your place,” he spoke firmly to her before facing Natasha with a quirked brow of his own, “but she’s right, Nat. It is my club.”
“Well when you start managing it every day then I’ll give a shit. For now, act appropriately. Don’t make me call Thor to kick you out.”
Bucky knew that only a small part of her was kidding. Ever since he’d given Nat control of The Underworld, to help manage it as a legitimate business and provide regular income for the family, she made the rules. And Thor enforced them. Nat didn’t leave right away meaning that she wanted to talk to him, without Megan, so Bucky sent Megan to the bar to get them drinks on his tab. She pouted, obviously hoping that would get Bucky to change his mind, but he just leveled her with the same look his dad gave him when he meant business, and she scampered off in the direction of Clint for drinks.
Nat took a seat in the chair across from him, quietly thinking before speaking softly, “Steve told me. About Y/N. I just…wanted to make sure you were okay.”
Natasha and Steve were the two of his friends that could talk about Y/N and not make Bucky irrationally angry. Sam had practically scrubbed her name from his vocabulary, but Steve and Natasha had been forced to scrub her from their lives the second Bucky made his decision to leave. He’d only ever told Steve why he left you and a part of him had always felt bad about leaving Natasha in the dark. You and Natasha had grown to be as close as he and Steve and by Bucky forcing you out of their lives he knew he’d hurt you both. Over the years Nat had tried to get the information out of him but Bucky was a safe, locked up tight and only he had the key. No matter how hard she pleaded all Bucky ever said was “don’t question my methods if you wish to remain a part of this family, Romanoff.” That usually shut her up.
“I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be? The name Y/N L/N means nothing to me. Just another girl from a bygone era,” Bucky sneered as the curtain to the VIP section was moved to reveal Megan and Steve with a tray of drinks. Steve offered an apologetic smile to Natasha, Bucky could tell he was trying to hold off Megan for just a little longer so Natasha could speak to him but judging by the breasts in the low cut dress pressing against his arm that didn’t work out too well.
“Look Bucky Bear! I got us shots!” Megan cooed, her coo sounding more like a squeal and Bucky forced himself not to roll his eyes. Natasha did roll hers. She never liked Megan and if she had it her way Megan would never set foot in The Underworld ever again. But some things Nat didn’t have completely control over, nor would she ever. Who James Buchanan Barnes brought to his club was one of them. Bucky, Steve and Natasha took the shots from Megan and threw them back before Natasha left to bring them a few bottles before continuing with her work.
The drunker Megan got the more sloppy she became. As the night went on her hands wandered, palming the front of Bucky’s pants as she tried to talk him into going to the bathroom with her or taking her in one of the storage closets. Bucky had half a mind to listen to her when his attention snagged on the dance floor. For the second time that day his heart had stuttered, the collar of his shirt feeling way too tight now, as he watched you dance.
Ten years had passed. Ten years since Bucky had seen you last but you still looked as gorgeous as the last time. In fact Bucky was convinced that you looked even more attractive, if that was even possible. Childhood softness had turned into womanly curves, your outfit clinging tight as evidence. The flashing lights on the dance floor bathed you in shadow one second and illuminated every angle of your face the next. You swayed to the music, drink in hand and not a care in the world. Bucky was mesmerized by the sway of your hips, their intoxicating rhythm drawing his attention further and further away from the woman pressed up against him and attempting to seduce him. Steve noticed the look on Bucky’s face and followed his line of sight to see you on the dance floor, his eyes bulging as he took you in. Bucky seemed fine, albeit a little strung out by your presence, until Caden Smith approached you with his hands on your hips and began moving with you, grinding your ass into his pelvis. 
Steve couldn’t stop Bucky fast enough, it all happened before he even knew what was what. Megan was being thrown off Bucky’s side as he stormed his way through the curtain of the VIP section to the crowded dance floor, Steve hurrying in his wake to make sure his best friend didn’t kill anyone, not after the talking to they’d had by George that morning.
When Bucky approached Caden he grabbed the kid by the neck and pulled him off you as quick as possible. You turned around, a look on your face that could possibly murder someone but your words died on your tongue as you stared him down. The fire in your eyes that Bucky remembered from so long ago was still there, except this time it was being directed towards him. Bucky decided to deal with that in a second before turning around to face the Smith kid.
“You’re lucky I don’t fucking kill you for being on this side of the city tonight, kid, But I’m feeling fucking generous. Go back to Pierce, don’t ever show your face here again, and I’ll let your ass live. The next moment I see you in my territory will be your last,” Bucky growled the threat lowly into the face of the newest recruit to the Pierce family’s ranks. Bucky knew that the kid had to have known better than to make himself at home in his family’s establishment, so it was completely possible the kid was sent as a spy. But Caden’s family came from money, the same money as Liam Stinson, himself and you. He couldn’t afford to kill him…tonight.
Caden nodded his head and scrambled away and Bucky turned to face you. Your face was twisted up in anger. He could tell you wanted to yell at him, fuss at him for breaking you away from your dance partner but he didn’t let you. Because Bucky Barnes is an dumbass with a sharp tongue, a mouth that tended to run away from his brain and when he opened his mouth to speak to you, for the first time in a decade and the first time since he decided to shut off all contact between the two of you, he couldn’t have been more dumb.
With a cocky smirk, he spoke in his signature Brooklyn drawl, “you know, L/N, I always thought the first time I’d see you again after all this time would be in a more classy setting, never thought I’d watch you grind on some loser in the middle of my club.” 
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Kicking Up Dust - Part 8
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Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: NSFW - Smutty times!
A/N: Takes place after ‘Falcon and the Winter Soldier’ with one major exception - Steve Rogers is not dead. He stepped down. This is in line with my Crossroads story. There will also be a parallel Steve story coming.
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You sat at the kitchen table, reading through the file the trustee company copied for you. There wasn’t much. The documents were copies of copies of copies which made them difficult to read. Unfortunately, other than identifying the trustee and the ‘transfer of the real property and all items found within’ upon the death of Alice Lewis, you didn’t see anything useful.
“So,” you called out to Bucky, who tapped away on your laptop. “Your sister’s husband’s brother wrote up the trust so that upon the death of your sister’s husband’s brother’s wife or the death of the final surviving spouse between your sister or your sister’s husband, literally everything here was to be left undisturbed until the trustee determined otherwise.”
Bucky’s head tilted, following the family lineage as you spoke. He shook his head with a smirk. “My digging has turned up something a bit more interesting.” He pushed back a little. “Come here.”
You moved to his side. He pulled you down to sit on his legs. You’d never been one to crawl onto a boyfriend’s lap, but Bucky was so solid, and he held onto you so protectively, that it was quickly becoming your favorite place.
“Turns out the Lewis family may have had some dirty secrets of their own.” Bucky pointed to a computer readout that looked more like a spy dossier than a Google search. “They first made their money in the late 1800’s buying out local properties at low prices and selling to the railroads for a premium – not something done to that level of success without insider information and a heavy hand. Looks like they did well in businesses that were normally highly regulated. They branched out to transporting goods. I think that included booze during prohibition.”
“Are you saying they were organized crime?” You read through all of the known activities leading up to the time that Bucky’s sister moved into the house. “But didn’t Becca and Archie move because they testified against the mob?”
“I doubt Becca knew.” Buck rubbed the inside of your thigh, but his teeth pulled on his lower lip as he considered. “I wonder if the family that was giving Becca and Archie trouble in Brooklyn weren’t rivals of whomever the Lewis family was aligned with. I think they were middlemen.” He shrugged. “Maybe it provided an interesting solution to another problem.”
“What do mean?”
“At the diner, Keystone Cop referred to the house as the ‘Lewis place’ but Archie and his brother were Petersons.” You grinned at his antiquated reference. “It got me wondering about the people who lived here before Becca and her husband.”
“And?”
“Alice’s uncle Thomas lived here until ‘44. Turns out old Tommy popped up all over where there was bootleg booze to be moved.”
“Did he die in 1944?” You found yourself more interested in his storytelling than the report on the computer screen.
“Don’t know. His son went missing in action during the War and it looks like he went looking for him and never came back.”
“So, no heirs?”
“Nope. Which is why it went to Alice.”
A strange zing of excitement filled you. “Do you think there’s some lost secret in this house? Some hidden mob loot that no one knew about?”
He chuckled. “Maybe. Doubt it. I do think that the Lewis family had enough scary stories about them that over the years the locals just knew not to bother what was theirs.”
“How could Becca not know? They ran a business here for years.”
“All mobsters run businesses. There’s always a legitimate front to a criminal operation.” He huffed. “Maybe the locals thought they were burying bodies under all the trees they were growing for the nursery.” He laughed. “My sister, the wet work specialist.”
You looked mildly horrified, which made him laugh harder.
“She cried every time Steve came by with a bloody nose or a split lip. Seeing people hurt tore her up. She was the most sensitive bird you could ever meet. The thought of her working with goons like that is absurd.”
You nuzzled your face into his neck. “That cop’s reaction was weird, though.”
“Hmm…” He agreed but found the feeling of your skin against his distracting. “Maybe he and I should talk.”
“Talk?” You chuckled. “You scared the piss out of him.” The memory of him, tough face and body taunt, caused you to squirm in his lap. “Says something about me that I found it hot as hell.”
His hand wound through your hair, pulling you back enough to look at your face. “Not too often I get to defend the honor of a lady.”
As you grinned, his mouth captured yours, his warm tongue sliding along your lower lip before dancing with your own. His kisses were raw, passionate, and they turned your insides to liquid fire. You shifted around to straddle his lap, lips never leaving one another’s.
His hand slid up under your shirt, flattening against your back and pulling you tightly against his hard chest. Bucky trailed wet kisses down your neck until your shirt got in the way. A deep hum rumbled up from his throat.
“Tell me we ain’t going anywhere,” his teeth grazed your skin. “Because I really want to take you back upstairs.”
“I can’t think of anywhere we need to be.” You breathed.
A wicked grin spread across his face and he stood with you in his arms. The abnormal strength he possessed boggled your mind. You’d never had a man that so effortlessly manhandled you. Instead of feeling awkward, a sense of feeling feminine and protected washed over you. It was not something you ever expected to experience.
You wrapped your legs around Bucky’s waist as he carried you up the stairs, nearly tripping as he continued to nip at your neck. A bubble of laughter broke through the delighted little moans. “You could have set me on the table,” You giggled. “We don’t have to go upstairs.”
His hands squeezed your ass tighter. “Another time,” his voice was low and thick. “I want to see you stretched out on the sheets, all sweaty, and limp, and happy.”
All laughter left. “You’re incredible.”
He paused in the hallway, kissing you hard. You wrapped yourself around him, arms and legs. Breathing heavy, Bucky pressed his forehead against yours. “You are… fuck, Doll.” He kissed you again. “You are far too good for me.”
Falling onto the bed more than laying you back, he held you close for a moment more before crawling down. His nose found its way under the hem of your shirt. His mouth kissing the sensitive skin of your belly. Giggling, you pulled the offending fabric off to toss it on the floor.
Bucky deftly unfastened your jeans before rocking back on his heels to pull them off. Your giggles turned to laughter as he got tangled up when your jeans caught at your ankles, his overexaggerated efforts being utterly ridiculous.
His laugh joined yours as fell to his butt as he fought his way out of his own clothes. You lay back giggling because he forgot to untie his boots before pulling his jeans down. Suddenly Bucky jumped up and onto the bed, caging you between his hands and knees. You laughed when he playfully nipped your neck.
“Think I’m funny, woman?”
“Hysterical,” a squeal escaped as his fingers found sensitive spots along your ribs. The sound quickly turned to a moan as his mouth latched to your nipple. Just days prior, you’d hoped to see his smile. Now his laughter made you feel light. You felt safe in his hands. His groans and growls lit your body afire.
Bucky licked and nibbled his way down your body, settling between your thighs. The way he loved you with his mouth made you bite back words that you were too afraid to say. He cupped your ass with one hand and palmed your mound with the other so he could pull close and keep you from wiggling away from his attentive tongue until you whimpered.  Your fingers wound into his dark hair as you shook with release.
Your eyes opened to the sight of Bucky licking his lips with a smile on his face. He crawled up, nuzzling your neck. As you reached to wrap your fingers around his hardness, Bucky pulled at your earlobe with his teeth.
“Roll over, beautiful,” he commanded with a rough whisper.
You turned onto your stomach, still trapped under him. You felt him sweep aside your hair as his mouth on the nape of your neck sent shivers to your toes. His knee wedged your legs apart and you eagerly opened wide for him.
Strong fingers, flesh and metal, dug into the muscles of your back as he moved down. Taking handfuls of your ass, he lifted you onto your knees. Bucky’s fingers slid along your wet and swollen sex.
“So gorgeous.” He practically purred.
The head of his cock slid along your entrance and you leaned back, eager for the feel of him. He chuckled, pulling away and teasing again. You whined.
“You want it?”
Gripping the bedcovers tightly, you looked over your shoulder and brazenly answered. “I want you to fuck me hard.”
“God.” Bucky exhaled, pushing in. He slammed into you again. “You are,” his fingers pulled your hips to him. “The most,” you cried out at his thrusts. “Amazing woman.”
Skin slapped skin as you lost yourself to the overwhelming feeling. Heat filled your belly. The power of his grip. The smell of his skin, of sex. The sound of his moans mixing with those of your cries. You didn’t want it to stop. You felt like you would explode.
“Buck,” your head dropped to the mattress. “Bucky, oh fuck!”
His hand twisted in your hair, pulling you back until your back arched to his chest. He squeezed your tit, pinching your sensitive nipple between his fingers. His cock hit the new angle making your whole body quake.
“Come for me.” He growled in your ear.
Bucky held you tight, fucking into you hard. You let go. You gave yourself over to his hold, to the sensation, to the feeling, to him. It tightened and coiled. Your body shook. Bucky breathed heavier, hot against your neck. He began to moan, louder and louder. His body tightened, but you were the one to snap. Coming hard, you pulled him over the edge, too.
You both fell forward to collapse onto the bed, panting, sweat slicked, and boneless. Bucky’s low chuckle made you peel your eyes open. He lay stretched out beside you with his head resting on his hand. “What?”
“You’re just so…” He paused and hid his face in your shoulder. “I would keep you naked and happy all the time if I could.”
You laughed. “So, your personal sex slave, huh?”
He rolled onto his back, laughing out loud. “Sounds like it, doesn’t it? Just mean that you are so beautiful like this and I like making you happy.”
You turned to curl against him. “I am happy.”
“Good.” Bucky squeezed you tighter. “You know what I am?”
“Hmm.”
“Hungry.” Laughing, he kissed you briefly before rolling to his feet. You watched as he wiped himself off with a discarded tee shirt before pulling on a pair of sweats. “I’ll go fix something to snack on and bring it back up.”
“Then maybe a bath?”
“Yeah,” a soft smile crinkled the corners of his eyes. “A bath.”
You stretched, feeling the delightful ache in your muscles as you heard him skip down the stairs. The squeak of the pantry door faintly reached your ears. Getting up you slipped on the robe you’d left hanging over the footboard of his bed.   
Bucky shouted, “Stay inside!”
The front door slammed. A car engine roared.
You tied your robe closed and backed into the corner of the room, away from the window and hidden from the door. Listening carefully, you tried to remain calm.
Finally, Bucky called out from the bottom of the stairs. “Doll, it’s okay. Come down.”
You found him leaning over the kitchen counter, his hands in fists. He didn’t look up when you came in the room. His jaw clenched so tight you could see the muscles work and the cords in his neck stand out.
“What happened?” You stayed near the stairs.
“I’ll find who it was.” Bucky growled out. “I could have caught them, but didn’t want to leave you alone.”
“Who?” You whispered.
He stood straight and turned you towards the back door. A small pane of glass had a corner cut from it. “Someone was in the house.” Bucky’s voice was low, deadly. “I saw them just as they jumped in the car. I chased them down the drive, but they turned on the main street before I got close enough. Wasn’t going to leave you alone in case they left someone behind.”
The cold air blowing in through the gap in the glass caused you to shiver. At least that’s what you told yourself.
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Kicking Up Dust - Part 8
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Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: NSFW - Smutty times!
A/N: Takes place after ‘Falcon and the Winter Soldier’ with one major exception - Steve Rogers is not dead. He stepped down. This is in line with my Crossroads story. There will also be a parallel Steve story coming.
A/N: If you wish to recieve direct notifications of new stories or updates, please go to NotYetNeedCoffee-Posting, follow and choose ‘get notifications’. Thanks!
Part 7 or Master List
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PART 8
You sat at the kitchen table, reading through the file the trustee company copied for you. There wasn’t much. The documents were copies of copies of copies which made them difficult to read. Unfortunately, other than identifying the trustee and the ‘transfer of the real property and all items found within’ upon the death of Alice Lewis, you didn’t see anything useful.
“So,” you called out to Bucky, who tapped away on your laptop. “Your sister’s husband’s brother wrote up the trust so that upon the death of your sister’s husband’s brother’s wife or the death of the final surviving spouse between your sister or your sister’s husband, literally everything here was to be left undisturbed until the trustee determined otherwise.”
Bucky’s head tilted, following the family lineage as you spoke. He shook his head with a smirk. “My digging has turned up something a bit more interesting.” He pushed back a little. “Come here.”
You moved to his side. He pulled you down to sit on his legs. You’d never been one to crawl onto a boyfriend’s lap, but Bucky was so solid, and he held onto you so protectively, that it was quickly becoming your favorite place.
“Turns out the Lewis family may have had some dirty secrets of their own.” Bucky pointed to a computer readout that looked more like a spy dossier than a Google search. “They first made their money in the late 1800’s buying out local properties at low prices and selling to the railroads for a premium – not something done to that level of success without insider information and a heavy hand. Looks like they did well in businesses that were normally highly regulated. They branched out to transporting goods. I think that included booze during prohibition.”
“Are you saying they were organized crime?” You read through all of the known activities leading up to the time that Bucky’s sister moved into the house. “But didn’t Becca and Archie move because they testified against the mob?”
“I doubt Becca knew.” Buck rubbed the inside of your thigh, but his teeth pulled on his lower lip as he considered. “I wonder if the family that was giving Becca and Archie trouble in Brooklyn weren’t rivals of whomever the Lewis family was aligned with. I think they were middlemen.” He shrugged. “Maybe it provided an interesting solution to another problem.”
“What do mean?”
“At the diner, Keystone Cop referred to the house as the ‘Lewis place’ but Archie and his brother were Petersons.” You grinned at his antiquated reference. “It got me wondering about the people who lived here before Becca and her husband.”
“And?”
“Alice’s uncle Thomas lived here until ‘44. Turns out old Tommy popped up all over where there was bootleg booze to be moved.”
“Did he die in 1944?” You found yourself more interested in his storytelling than the report on the computer screen.
“Don’t know. His son went missing in action during the War and it looks like he went looking for him and never came back.”
“So, no heirs?”
“Nope. Which is why it went to Alice.”
A strange zing of excitement filled you. “Do you think there’s some lost secret in this house? Some hidden mob loot that no one knew about?”
He chuckled. “Maybe. Doubt it. I do think that the Lewis family had enough scary stories about them that over the years the locals just knew not to bother what was theirs.”
“How could Becca not know? They ran a business here for years.”
“All mobsters run businesses. There’s always a legitimate front to a criminal operation.” He huffed. “Maybe the locals thought they were burying bodies under all the trees they were growing for the nursery.” He laughed. “My sister, the wet work specialist.”
You looked mildly horrified, which made him laugh harder.
“She cried every time Steve came by with a bloody nose or a split lip. Seeing people hurt tore her up. She was the most sensitive bird you could ever meet. The thought of her working with goons like that is absurd.”
You nuzzled your face into his neck. “That cop’s reaction was weird, though.”
“Hmm…” He agreed but found the feeling of your skin against his distracting. “Maybe he and I should talk.”
“Talk?” You chuckled. “You scared the piss out of him.” The memory of him, tough face and body taunt, caused you to squirm in his lap. “Says something about me that I found it hot as hell.”
His hand wound through your hair, pulling you back enough to look at your face. “Not too often I get to defend the honor of a lady.”
As you grinned, his mouth captured yours, his warm tongue sliding along your lower lip before dancing with your own. His kisses were raw, passionate, and they turned your insides to liquid fire. You shifted around to straddle his lap, lips never leaving one another’s.
His hand slid up under your shirt, flattening against your back and pulling you tightly against his hard chest. Bucky trailed wet kisses down your neck until your shirt got in the way. A deep hum rumbled up from his throat.
“Tell me we ain’t going anywhere,” his teeth grazed your skin. “Because I really want to take you back upstairs.”
“I can’t think of anywhere we need to be.” You breathed.
A wicked grin spread across his face and he stood with you in his arms. The abnormal strength he possessed boggled your mind. You’d never had a man that so effortlessly manhandled you. Instead of feeling awkward, a sense of feeling feminine and protected washed over you. It was not something you ever expected to experience.
You wrapped your legs around Bucky’s waist as he carried you up the stairs, nearly tripping as he continued to nip at your neck. A bubble of laughter broke through the delighted little moans. “You could have set me on the table,” You giggled. “We don’t have to go upstairs.”
His hands squeezed your ass tighter. “Another time,” his voice was low and thick. “I want to see you stretched out on the sheets, all sweaty, and limp, and happy.”
All laughter left. “You’re incredible.”
He paused in the hallway, kissing you hard. You wrapped yourself around him, arms and legs. Breathing heavy, Bucky pressed his forehead against yours. “You are… fuck, Doll.” He kissed you again. “You are far too good for me.”
Falling onto the bed more than laying you back, he held you close for a moment more before crawling down. His nose found its way under the hem of your shirt. His mouth kissing the sensitive skin of your belly. Giggling, you pulled the offending fabric off to toss it on the floor.
Bucky deftly unfastened your jeans before rocking back on his heels to pull them off. Your giggles turned to laughter as he got tangled up when your jeans caught at your ankles, his overexaggerated efforts being utterly ridiculous.
His laugh joined yours as fell to his butt as he fought his way out of his own clothes. You lay back giggling because he forgot to untie his boots before pulling his jeans down. Suddenly Bucky jumped up and onto the bed, caging you between his hands and knees. You laughed when he playfully nipped your neck.
“Think I’m funny, woman?”
“Hysterical,” a squeal escaped as his fingers found sensitive spots along your ribs. The sound quickly turned to a moan as his mouth latched to your nipple. Just days prior, you’d hoped to see his smile. Now his laughter made you feel light. You felt safe in his hands. His groans and growls lit your body afire.
Bucky licked and nibbled his way down your body, settling between your thighs. The way he loved you with his mouth made you bite back words that you were too afraid to say. He cupped your ass with one hand and palmed your mound with the other so he could pull close and keep you from wiggling away from his attentive tongue until you whimpered.  Your fingers wound into his dark hair as you shook with release.
Your eyes opened to the sight of Bucky licking his lips with a smile on his face. He crawled up, nuzzling your neck. As you reached to wrap your fingers around his hardness, Bucky pulled at your earlobe with his teeth.
“Roll over, beautiful,” he commanded with a rough whisper.
You turned onto your stomach, still trapped under him. You felt him sweep aside your hair as his mouth on the nape of your neck sent shivers to your toes. His knee wedged your legs apart and you eagerly opened wide for him.
Strong fingers, flesh and metal, dug into the muscles of your back as he moved down. Taking handfuls of your ass, he lifted you onto your knees. Bucky’s fingers slid along your wet and swollen sex.
“So gorgeous.” He practically purred.
The head of his cock slid along your entrance and you leaned back, eager for the feel of him. He chuckled, pulling away and teasing again. You whined.
“You want it?”
Gripping the bedcovers tightly, you looked over your shoulder and brazenly answered. “I want you to fuck me hard.”
“God.” Bucky exhaled, pushing in. He slammed into you again. “You are,” his fingers pulled your hips to him. “The most,” you cried out at his thrusts. “Amazing woman.”
Skin slapped skin as you lost yourself to the overwhelming feeling. Heat filled your belly. The power of his grip. The smell of his skin, of sex. The sound of his moans mixing with those of your cries. You didn’t want it to stop. You felt like you would explode.
“Buck,” your head dropped to the mattress. “Bucky, oh fuck!”
His hand twisted in your hair, pulling you back until your back arched to his chest. He squeezed your tit, pinching your sensitive nipple between his fingers. His cock hit the new angle making your whole body quake.
“Come for me.” He growled in your ear.
Bucky held you tight, fucking into you hard. You let go. You gave yourself over to his hold, to the sensation, to the feeling, to him. It tightened and coiled. Your body shook. Bucky breathed heavier, hot against your neck. He began to moan, louder and louder. His body tightened, but you were the one to snap. Coming hard, you pulled him over the edge, too.
You both fell forward to collapse onto the bed, panting, sweat slicked, and boneless. Bucky’s low chuckle made you peel your eyes open. He lay stretched out beside you with his head resting on his hand. “What?”
“You’re just so…” He paused and hid his face in your shoulder. “I would keep you naked and happy all the time if I could.”
You laughed. “So, your personal sex slave, huh?”
He rolled onto his back, laughing out loud. “Sounds like it, doesn’t it? Just mean that you are so beautiful like this and I like making you happy.”
You turned to curl against him. “I am happy.”
“Good.” Bucky squeezed you tighter. “You know what I am?”
“Hmm.”
“Hungry.” Laughing, he kissed you briefly before rolling to his feet. You watched as he wiped himself off with a discarded tee shirt before pulling on a pair of sweats. “I’ll go fix something to snack on and bring it back up.”
“Then maybe a bath?”
“Yeah,” a soft smile crinkled the corners of his eyes. “A bath.”
You stretched, feeling the delightful ache in your muscles as you heard him skip down the stairs. The squeak of the pantry door faintly reached your ears. Getting up you slipped on the robe you’d left hanging over the footboard of his bed.   
Bucky shouted, “Stay inside!”
The front door slammed. A car engine roared.
You tied your robe closed and backed into the corner of the room, away from the window and hidden from the door. Listening carefully, you tried to remain calm.
Finally, Bucky called out from the bottom of the stairs. “Doll, it’s okay. Come down.”
You found him leaning over the kitchen counter, his hands in fists. He didn’t look up when you came in the room. His jaw clenched so tight you could see the muscles work and the cords in his neck stand out.
“What happened?” You stayed near the stairs.
“I’ll find who it was.” Bucky growled out. “I could have caught them, but didn’t want to leave you alone.”
“Who?” You whispered.
He stood straight and turned you towards the back door. A small pane of glass had a corner cut from it. “Someone was in the house.” Bucky’s voice was low, deadly. “I saw them just as they jumped in the car. I chased them down the drive, but they turned on the main street before I got close enough. Wasn’t going to leave you alone in case they left someone behind.”
The cold air blowing in through the gap in the glass caused you to shiver. At least that’s what you told yourself.
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Here is a list of future series that I will be posting. Some of them I have already started writing or outlining for. My asks are open so if you want to know more about these stories or want drabbles please feel free I would love to answer questions!!
Stucky:
Blooming (working title might change it) 
Stucky x Villain!Reader, soulmate AU
Your mission was simple, infiltrate the Avengers and inform your handler of any useful information. This would be your most important mission to date and the longest. You had to start from the academy and work your way up. The last thing you expected was for your soulmates to be none other than Captain Steve Rogers and Sergeant Bucky Barnes. But the marks on your rib cage that resembled flower buds, one for each soulmate, came to life. That was all it took for them to want to get to know you better and you saw it as your opportunity to complete your tasks. As you got to know more about Steve and Bucky the more you started to question your mission. Will you give in to the unbreakable bond with your soulmates or will you betray them for the sake of your mission?
Undercover
Detective!Stucky x Informant Reader AU
Your life has never really been easy but the past few months take the cake. You were a dancer at a club just to keep a roof over your head, it was never your intention to get involved with the darker dealings of the club owner. But witnessing a double homicide pulls you into a world of deceit, drugs and murder. While you had initially reported what you saw to the cops they decided to use your position to gather as much information to finally put an end to the Red Skulls. Detective Rogers and his partner Detective Barnes assured you they would keep you safe. With your life on the line every day the case was open and the undeniable attraction you felt for both detectives would you be able to escape unscathed or would the leader of the Red Skulls use you as an example for being a rat?
Sam/Bucky
Siren’s Call
Hunter!Sam/Bucky x Siren!Reader AU
Sam and Bucky have known each other their whole lives and have been partners both in work and romantically for years. In a world full of creatures they were the most feared and respected hunters. Most of the time going after monsters that didn’t respect the rules set by the council of both creatures and humans. If they weren’t busy hunting they were taking contracts and they had no idea that the last contract they took would change their lives forever. You had lived all of your life at sea, your mother’s voice was in your head repeating the warning to stay away from the human world. But it was too late, now you would see first hand the evil you were warned against. Your song had no effect on the men that had taken you and you found yourself imprisoned. Just as you had given up hope you felt it. The calling of your true mates, they were close and you knew that if you could only talk to them you could convince them to save you. Once Bucky and Sam realize the truth their only objective is to keep you safe but the man that hired them will stop at nothing to own one of the most elusive and priceless creatures to ever roam the earth.
Steve Rogers & Ransom Drysdale:
Alpha, past and present
Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Ransom Drysdale:
Steve Rogers was your alpha and you were his omega. It was an undeniable truth. Your parents were against it, saying that a weak alpha like him wouldn’t be able to provide and protect you like you deserved and that if you had any pups they would be just as sickly. When Steve told you that he was accepted into the army you felt like your world was ending. But you would follow him to the ends of the earth, so you used your nursing degree and followed him into the battlefield. Somehow in the fight to end Hydra you ended up in the 21st Century with Steve. It’s at one of Tony’s Stark’s infamous parties that you meet the cocky alpha Ransom Drysdale. Slowly and surely you begin to learn about the freedoms an omega has. Your only question is could you have both your alpha from the past and an alpha from the present? 
Andy Barber & Ari Levinson:
Scent of an Omega
Mob Boss Alpha!Andy Barber x Plus size Omega!Reader x Mob Boss Alpha!Ari Levinson
From the moment you presented your parents, especially your mother, always reminded you that no alpha would want a plus sized omega. Although hearing those things from your parents hurt you didn’t let them affect you. You had shown them that true alpha’s didn’t care about your size, you were still desirable. It was your confidence that grabbed the attention of the most feared men in Boston and it was your sweet and delicate scent that drove them wild. Although Andy and Ari knew each other for a while and even had done business together, they were willing to end everything in order to be the one to claim you. The decision was up to you, the only problem was that you couldn’t choose.
Steve Rogers:
What happens in Vegas
Steve Rogers x Reader 
What was supposed to be a bachelorette party weekend for your best friend in Vegas gave way to more problems. The first being waking up in bed with a stranger, until you realized that said stranger was none other than America’s golden boy Steve Rogers. As if having to do the walk of shame wasn’t enough you were faced with an incredible mistake, you were now Mrs. Rogers. If the matching rings on your fingers weren’t enough the marriage certificate sealed the deal. What started out as a one night stand and a mistake became so much more. Steve’s PR team wanted to keep the marriage going for some time, the strained relationship with your friends was at its breaking point and family secrets were soon to be revealed. With your world falling apart you could only hope that Steve took the vows for better, for worse seriously.
Unknown 
Steve Rogers x Shield Agent!Reader
When Steve woke up from the Ice in a new world he felt alone and lost but you gave him a life line. You had been assigned to help him adjust and from there a friendship form, one that led to something more. The Avengers were formed and you fought alongside him but soon your relationship started to crumble and before you knew it you went your separate ways. Until you found Bucky in a cryo chamber and you knew Steve needed to know. That would be the last time he would see you. Steve regretted the break up as soon as it happened but he would come to hate it more the next time he would see you. In the middle of a city in Europe with no memory of who you were and no recollection of the time you spent together. Would he be able to remind you of everything or would it all remain unknown?
Guarded 
King Steve x Guard Reader
The marriage was political as most royal marriages were. Your job was simple, keep Princess Natasha safe. In a world where most guards were men you had been chosen at a young age. You had been taken from your family and trained by the best knights in your kingdom. While most people only saw you as a lady in waiting, you had the skills to ward off any kind of attack that would hurt the princess, unfortunately that would leave you vulnerable. When the day finally came you met her future husband, the kind and noble king Steven and the moment your eyes met you knew you were in trouble. Steve had felt it too, before that moment he had been willing to marry a woman he hardly knew if it meant the safety of his people and an alliance that would strengthen his kingdom. Now with you in his life, Steve was willing to give up his crown if it meant he could hold you close. But he knew better than to give into his desires especially as his enemies were preparing to strike. You would have to make a choice, give into him completely or guard your heart the same way you guard the Princess.
Bucky Barnes:
Ex Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes x Winter Soldier!Reader
Bucky had be saved by Steve, after years of missions and torture he was free. But Bucky still felt guilty for walking away. Not because he enjoyed the things they made him do but because he left you behind. You were in the same situation he was. He didn't even know your name or how you ended up in the hand of Hydra but you had been the only good in his life for years. Hydra wasn't known for their kindness even letting you and Bucky be together was a way for them to control you. Now without Bucky you suffered the consequences until you couldn't remember him anymore. In his new found freedom Bucky hadn't asked for much until he was face to face with you on a mission. He knew he had to save you even if you refused to be with him ever again. How could he not save the love of his life.
Tony Stark:
Scars
Tony Stark x Reader soulmate AU
Soulmates were determined through scars, if you were hurt it would appear on your soulmate’s skin as a birthmark. Imagine your surprise when you received a birthmark in the middle of your chest, there was no way your soulmate could have survived whatever gave them that injury so you thought they had passed. It wasn’t until the press conference in which Tony Stark revealed he was Ironman that you realized that he was your soulmate. Of course it was your luck that your soulmate was someone unattainable, until your friend interferes and you find yourself working side by side with the man himself. But it wouldn’t be as easy as meeting him and falling in love, he was in a relationship and so many people had tried to convince him they were his mate that it put him off of the idea. All you could do was sit by and watch him fall in love with someone else.
Thor Odinson
A love for the ages
Thor Odinson x Reader soulmate AU
It was a love for the ages. One that outlived the people that saw it transpire. Lovers destined for each other bound together by fate, separated by a curse. Thor Odinson was an immortal who had given up on finding his soulmate, something that he found liberating allowing him to travel anywhere he wished seeking glory. You had been an unwilling time traveler, the only one of your kind. At first it was difficult, you had no one but slowly you began to make friends in different time periods. It was bittersweet to see them at different times in their lives as they found their soulmates and were able to live their lives freely while you couldn’t even control when or where you traveled too. So you had given up on finding your soulmate, what kind of life could you have if you couldn’t control how long you stayed somewhere? The last thing either of you expected was to find your soulmate in the middle of a battlefield but there you were. After so much time apart, finally being tethered to your soulmate came with the feeling of being home. Too bad you would absolutely hate each other.
Sam Wilson
Dragon Rider (working title)
King!Sam Wilson x Dragon Rider!Reader AU
There had been peace in all the realms for a few years. But there had been a price to pay for peace. For you it was the loss of your father, the last dragon rider and his dragon. Or so everyone thought. Before he died he taught you everything he knew and left you with the last dragon egg, which would hatch when the rider was ready. Now with the threat of a new war and whispers of a dragon rider you had to leave your home to find safety in another village. That’s how you found yourself in the kingdom of Sam Wilson, The Falcon King. It didn’t take long for the King’s men to find you and bring you to the king. What you never expected was for him to be welcoming and promise protection without even asking why you were running. When the threat of war becomes a reality you and Sam will have to put any feelings you might have for each other in order to protect the kingdom. 
Ransom Drysdale:
Lights, Camera, Action
Actor!Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size Actress!Reader
This was your big break, to be cast in a leading role that had nothing to do with being plus sized. You wanted to show everyone that any actor of any body type could play a role other than the designated fat friend. Although you were a series regular on a show this movie would be the role that would put you on the map and you were more than ready to act your ass off. Ransom Drysdale was Hollywood’s golden boy, but much was left to be desired when it came to his attitude on set. So when you find out the leading man had been recast and Ransom took the role you had to prepare yourself in order to work alongside him. However you were caught off guard when he began to treat you and only you differently. As you begin to get closer and a relationship starts to form he lets you see who he really is. But this is Hollywood and the only happy endings that exist are in movies, or are they?  Between filming, falling in love and rumors of cheating Ransom will have to prove that he isn’t the person everyone says he is and you will have to decide what you believe.
Someone You Loved
Ransom Drysdale x Plus Sized!Reader
As hard as it is to believe now Ransom Drysdale wasn’t always an asshole, at least that’s what he called himself. You had been in college when you first met and you were smitten. It should have never worked, you were from different social circles, your families from different economic backgrounds, he was the most eligible bachelor on campus and you were, well you. You didn’t know who was worse: the men that asked you out as a joke saying they could never date a fattie or the women that talked behind your back and criticized everything about you. Then Ransom noticed you and nothing else mattered. Not his family or yours. He would be your first and only love until he broke your heart. You wouldn’t see him for a few years until you move back to Boston and you come face to face with the trustfund prick. Ransom knew he fucked up the best thing he’d ever had the minute he saw the tears in your eyes, and having you back in his life gave him hope for a second chance. You just won’t make it easy for him.
Unwritten
Ransom Drysdale x Single mom!Reader
You were running from your abusive ex and with your money running low you couldn’t be more thankful to land a job as a personal assistant at a publishing company. That was all you needed to keep you and your daughter safe and away from your ex. Ransom Drysdale was on thin ice with HR and his grandfather for sleeping with every single one of his personal assistants. This was his last chance to prove he could do the work and not think with his dick. The moment you stepped into his office he knew he had to have you but you had other priorities. He was demanding and irritating and you made sure to put him in his place if necessary. Once Ransom realized you weren’t going anywhere he decided to change tactics which caused you to introduce him to your daughter. She was crazy about Ransom and sure enough he was crazy about her. Your life however, couldn’t be this easy and soon enough your ex finds you. He doesn’t count on the fact that you aren’t alone anymore and that Ransom will fight tooth and nail to make sure his girls are safe.
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Bad Boys
Warnings: noncon/dubcon (rough sex, oral), deception, stalking, obsession.
This is dark!(cop) Steve and Bucky and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: After a break-in, the reader struggles with her trauma and paranoia but those meant to keep her safe might just be dangerous.
Note: Shout-out to @buckybarnesplumwhore​ who helped come up with this idea!! It was fun. We needed so cop Steve and Bucky and I needed a breather from Summertime Sadness. Hope you guys enjoy this wild ride. Love you guys!
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You watched the men in their dark uniforms. One examined the contents of your book shelf as the other walked around the long sofa. You still felt as if you couldn’t breathe, still felt the plastic digging into your wrists, the blindfold a shroud over your eyes. The world was a haze in your fractured mind.
If you closed your eyes, you were still on the floor. Hands bound, ankles too. The black cloth kept you from seeing the strangers on the other side of it. Their footsteps ominous as they trode across the carpet to the hardwood. You heard them moving things, heard them touching your stuff, exploring your small apartment. 
You took a shaky breath and turned away from the officers as they searched the living room. They’d shown up shortly after you were found by the landlord. After the intruders left and you squirmed your way to the wall and kicked for over an hour. The policed had the cut ties in a plastic bag, the blindfold too.
“Did they say anything?” The blond officer asked from behind you.
“Only shushed me,” You said quietly. “Pushed me around… but nothing else.”
“Anything missing?” The dark-haired cop intoned. 
“Nothing I can see off-hand,” You turned back and crossed your arms. “I heard the opening the cupboards but… obviously I couldn’t see anything.”
The blond nodded and looked to the other. “Any valuables you have hidden?”
“There’s an envelope in my dresser. A jewelry box on top. They're still there. Other than the TV and maybe the laptop, I don’t know what else they would take.” You answered.
“And they didn’t do anything else to you besides tying you up.” The brunette asked. You stared at him a moment. He was familiar. The other too.
“No. No…” You shuddered. “I don’t know…”
“No other break-ins reported,” He added. “Neighbours didn’t see anything odd.”
“So if they didn’t take anything?” You wondered.
“Maybe thought they’d find more. Maybe chickened out of what they had planned.” The blond shrugged. “We haven’t found anything out of place.”
“What they had planned?” You repeated.
“Well…” The brown-haired cop took a deep breath. “They tied you up… Could’ve done anything.”
“You know how many there were?” The other asked quickly.
“No, but had to be more than one. Definitely.” You said.
“Two, three, more?” The blond prodded.
“I don’t know.” You touched your cheek as you felt ready to sob. “It was just so--so--”
“It’s okay,” He said. “Unfortunately, all we can do is file the report and turn in the restraints at the station. Can’t promise much result.”
“Maybe get your locks changed. A deadbolt. Use the chain,” The other added.
“Right,” You nodded meekly.
“Hey,” The other reached into his pocket. “We know it’s not much. That’s just the way these things go. Unfortunately.” He flicked a card out and held it towards you. “You call the precinct, ask for Rogers or Barnes.” You hesistantly took it from him. “My extension’s on there too.”
“Thanks,” You sighed. “Rogers…?”
“Yeah,” He raised a brow.
“Have we…” You tried to place the name to the face. “I think I know you.”
“Oh?” He shook his head.
“Couple weeks ago. Down at Central Youth Club? Kid named Rodney?” You asked. 
“Sticky fingers,” The brunette snickered. “I remember you now.”
“Heh, what are the chances,” Rogers said. “How’s the kid anyway?”
“I think you scared him straight,” You replied. “He’s a work in progress though.”
“So you work at the youth centre?” Barnes asked. “Anyone there that might have something to do with all this?”
“No, not that I can think of.” You wrung your hands. “The kids there, they aren’t bad, just lost.”
“Co workers?” Rogers asked.
“No,” You scoffed. “No, never.”
“Mmm,” Barnes grumbled. “Well, we might look into it just to be safe.”
“You never know. Outside of that, there’s not much else for us to go on.” Rogers hooked his thumb in his belt. “We’ll let you know if we find any leads.”
“Sure,” You followed them to the door. “Thanks again.”
“You just take care of yourself,” Rogers turned back as Barnes opened the door. “Never hurts to keep an eye out over your shoulder.”
“Alright,” You took the door handle as they continued into the hall. 
“You have a good night,” Rogers said and Barnes nodded in shared sentiment. “And don’t hesitate to call.”
“Sure,” You waved the cars between your fingers. “I will.”
You watched them go and the pit settled in your stomach. You slowly shut the door and turned the lock before you slid the chain into place. They must’ve picked it as there was no damage to the door. You shivered and pressed your back to the door. You wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon.
“What’s she up to?” Bucky asked as he came in the door; a paper bag in one hand and a tray of cups in the other.
“As much as usual,” Steve said as he leaned back in the chair and stretched his arms.
A laptop sat on the coffee table, open and bright as the lamps glowed yellow against the night blackening outside the windows. The house seemed empty these days, since Sharon had filed for the divorce. That was over a year ago. 
Irreconcilable differences. Bullshit. It was his job she hated. He didn’t have enough time for her, she claimed. He brought his work home too often. Well, what was she complaining about? He’d paid the mortgage and filled her closet with overpriced labels. He’d seen it coming but it didn’t make it any easier.
“That’s why I don’t bother with ‘em,” That was Bucky’s supportive response. No, Steve knew Bucky bothered with women, just not for very long.
Bucky dropped the bag and tray on the table beside the computer. “Hmmm,” He grumbled as he looked at the screen. She sat against the headboard, a book in her hands. She didn’t read much before her head shot up and she was searching the empty room. She never sat still for very long. She was as frightened as the night of the invasion. That was good.
Steve dug in the bag and took out a burger. His leg swayed lazily back and forth as he unwrapped it. “Think we should check in on her tomorrow?”
“What do you mean?” Bucky sat up and took a burger of his own. 
“Pop by the apartment, make up some bullshit about another break-in, something or the other,” Steve said. “Fix the camera in the kitchen.”
Bucky shrugged. “Nothing going on in the kitchen. Better we let her stew. She’s antsy. Close.”
“Wait…” Steve swallowed as his eyes zeroed in on the screen. “What is that?”
They watched as she sat back. Her book was closed on the night table as she held up the bright pink shape. It was the same vibe Bucky found the night they’d tied her up in the corner. She stared at it then slipped down slowly on the pillow. Both men leaned forward. 
She pulled up her tee shirt and slipped her hand past the elastic of her panties. Bucky hit a button and the frame zoomed in. Steve let out a long breath as she let out a small gasp. They could see her moving the toy beneath the cotton, the mic in her lamp caught every wisp of air that slipped from her lips.
Soon she was panting and moaning. Her legs were bent and toes pointed as she coaxed herself towards release. She muffled her orgasm as she came, one leg shot out and her back arched. She twitched and caught her breath. She pulled the toy out and let it fall to the mattress.
“Well…” Steve smirked. 
“Mmhmm,” Bucky shifted on the couch. “See… we wait. It’ll all fall into place.”
“Fuck,” Steve took another bite and swallowed before he continued. “I don’t know how long I can wait.”
“Trust me,” Bucky took a fry from the bag and popped it into his mouth. “It’ll be worth it.”
Adam was one of several counselours at the youth centre. After the attack, he hadq offered you a shoulder and an ear. You took it, briefly, but found yourself unable to put into words the fear and dread which had come to enshrine your life. 
Since that fateful day, he had driven you home every night. You were thankful, the crowds of the New York streets and the trains sent you into a spin. That night, you watched the lights streak through the window as the engine hummed. The car rides had grown comforting. At home, you were always alone; always vulnerable.
Often, you were silent. At work, you could force yourself to be like the old you for the kids. You could smile at them and ask about their problems. Show them how to fold an origami star or lead the daily tai chi session. It was routine, it was safe, it was assuring. 
In your apartment, there was no normal. Couldn’t be. Those men could return, they could easily break your lock, even the new thick deadbolt, and could do exactly as they had done before. Even worse. And they did that in your dreams during those short spurts you managed in the all-consuming dark.
The glare of street lights cleared in your vision and you stared up at your building. You picked at the strap of your bag. You let out a shuddery breath and Adam shifted in his chair.
“You okay?” He asked,
“Yeah, I just…” 
You looked through the windshield and your vision drew to a pinpoint. The man in the hoodie crossing the street, another loitering by the post, a third just opposite you with a cigarette between his lips. Was it them? Were they watching you right now? Would they strike again?
“You want me to…” He hesitated. “I can’t imagine what you’re going through but I can hang around for a bit. We can talk or not.” 
You looked over at him and sighed. You rubbed your cheek and thought. It might help to have company, even if just for an hour. He watched you but not in a way that made you uncomfortable; unpresuming and cool. He had a way of measuring his concern. You never felt coddled with him but always heard.
“Coffee?” You offered. “Tea?”
“Sure,” The deep lines of his forehead receded as he smiled. “Coffee sounds great.”
Your coffee machine let out a final, grating snarl. Adam sat along the counter that divided your kitchen from the rest of your apartment. He leaned on his elbows as he watched you fill two mugs and approach the other side. You slid on over to him, between the cream and sugar. He added a bit of each and stirred slowly. You took some cream and watched the dark coffee pale.
“So…” He began. “You thought about some time off at all?”
“Time off?” You repeated.
“A couple of days? You know you can’t go on like this.” He said. “Look I didn’t come here to play counselor but… those kids need you but not at your own expense.”
“I… can’t.” You inhaled the scent of your coffee but your stomach soured at the thought of it. “I can’t be here all the time. Can’t be alone all the time.”
“You got family? Parents? You should go see ‘em.”
“They don’t… know,” You admitted. “I couldn’t-- My mom warned me when I moved here. She was right. It’s not safe.”
“So? You think she’d be happy to know she’s right? Or do you think she’d be mother to her daughter?” He challenged.
You shrugged. “I’m embarrassed. I don’t want to talk about it all the time. Don’t wanna think about it all the time.”
He nodded. “You do tai chi with the kids. Does it help?”
“The kids help. They have bigger problems and they’re so much younger and they’re so much braver.”
“Bravery is not a contest,” He pushed his coffee away. “You’re right, they have their own problems and you can’t shoulder them with your own. You should at least try to meditate on your own. Here. Reclaim this space for you. Don’t let them take it from you.”
“I can’t… breathe in here. It’s like walking into a furnace. I feel like I’m suffocating, like the flames are licking up at me. One wrong step and I’m nothing more than fodder.” You rubbed your forehead.
“You thought of moving?” He asked.
You laughed darkly. “Funny how that’s even more frightening. This place has become purgatory and yet, the outside, a world full of strangers, that is hell. Demons waiting with sinister thoughts; conspiring against me.”
“So… how do you get through the nights? You drinking?” He wondered.
“I bought a case of beer but couldn’t touch it. My neighbour offered me a puff but… not worth my job,” You said. “I just kind of am.”
“What about friends? It would be good to have someone with you,” He stood and slowly rounded the counter. 
“Busy. As always. Maybe they just don’t want to deal with the damaged victim,” You moped.
“So, is that it? You couldn’t save yourself so you save others from you?” He asked. “There’s nothing wrong with you. It wasn’t your fault.”
“I don’t know that.” You breathed. “I think about that day, I should’ve known. I heard them, I swear, when I unlocked the door but I just ignored that stabbing in my chest. Door was locked, how could anyone be inside? But then… they were waiting for me and… so stupid.”
“No,” He touched your arm shyly. “No, you weren’t because how can anyone expect humans to be so needlessly cruel?”
“Anyone with a brain,” You frowned. “I should’ve listened to my mom.”
“You need to let go. You have to realize that you can’t change the past but you can change the present. You don’t have to be helpless.” He insisted.
“Adam,” You looked up at him. You searched his pale blue eyes and slowly placed your hand over his. You drew it away from your arm and clung to his hand. He watched you, patiently, intently. “I don’t want to be alone tonight.”
“Okay,” He said softly. “Okay.”
“No, you--” You shook your head and huffed. You stood on your toes and pressed your lips to his. You pulled away slowly and stared at him. “So?”
He blinked and his fingers fluttered across his lips. “So,” He uttered. “You don’t have to be alone.”
“Who the fuck is this guy?” Bucky asked, his foot up on the coffee table as he slumped back on the sofa.
Steve hung his heavy jacket up in the closet before he made his way into the living room. “What?” He asked as he checked his watch.
“She’s got some dude with her,” He said darkly. 
Steve could hear her voice but couldn’t discern her words through the small speaker. “Turn it up.”
“Don’t think I need to,” Bucky dropped his feet to the floor and looked closer. He switched cameras as he watched her pull the tall blonde man through her living room. 
“I know him,” Steve sat beside his partner. “Works with her.”
He went silent and his jaw ticked as the pair fell onto the couch, entwined together in a fervour. His hand balled into a fist as a wave of anger swept through him. Seeing her with another man was stunningly infuriating. She was his; theirs. They’d been watching her for almost a month. She had become a staple of their lives.
“Well, can’t say what it’ll do for their working relationship,” Bucky scoffed.
Steve nodded and pushed his tongue along the inside of his lip. He was livid. He felt worse than he had a week ago when he saw that photo of Sharon and the big lunk she had dropped him for. Irreconcilable differences, indeed. Well, he didn’t need her anymore, he had a new girl. One that wouldn’t be so unruly. He’d make sure of that.
“Hey,” Bucky elbowed him. “It’s good. Means she close. She’s gonna fuck him and then what? One night stands don’t encourage a healthy professional environment and you know how these things go. One night isn’t gonna fix what we did. Not gonna fix her.”
Steve let out a long breath from his nostrils. He watched them undress each other frantically. His blood boiled. Bucky chuckled in amusement as he watched the screen closer. Steve began to wring his hands, he wanted to barge in and pummel this guy. They had put in all this work and he was reaping the benefits.
“I can’t watch this,” He snarled. 
“Come on,” Bucky turned to him. “You telling me this isn’t getting you hot.”
Steve glanced at the screen again. She was straddling him, she rode him slowly as her moans droned in the speakers. He couldn’t deny that his body was responding. That he was getting hard thinking of himself beneath her like that.
“It’s not supposed to be him,” Steve rasped.
“No, it’s not,” Bucky smirked. “But trust me, we can use this.”
Steve shook his head, confused. He glanced between Bucky and the laptop.
“Look, go, calm down, and I’ll explain when you’ve… cooled off.” Bucky clapped his shoulder. “Alright?”
“Fine,” Steve pushed himself to his feet, quick to turn away as his erection bulged inside his navy pants.
He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked back. Bucky’s eyes were glued to the stream and the gentle mewls mingled with a deeper voice. Steve cracked his neck and headed upstairs. He didn’t miss the subtle zip that followed his departure. 
Before, before her, the house was unbearably empty. He just came home, watched some old western, and fell asleep before heading back out to the streets. At least when Sharon had still been there, he could talk to her, even if it was about nothing. He could at least pretend like his life was complete. Like he had meaning. 
He thought it would turn around eventually. That Sharon would be expecting by now and he’d be working to be a father. Well, those plans had gone to shit. So that meant this time, he had to plan better.
He went to the bathroom but didn’t bother to close the door. Bucky would be distracted for a while. He undressed in a stupor. His mind was a flurry of anger and impatience. He hung his belt on the door handle and kicked his shoes towards the hall. He let his clothes pile on the tile and stared at himself in the mirror. He pushed his shoulders back and took a deep breath.
He turned the faucet and stepped into the glass shower. It was recently renovated. He’d replaced the frosted barrier with an entirely transparent booth. He wanted to be able to watch her whenever he wanted. When they had her at last, she’d never escape his sight. Never.
He planted his hands against the wall below the shower head. He leaned on them heavily and let the hot water wash over his muscles. He closed his eyes and thought of that day. They were careful and perfect. They changed out of their uniforms, pulled on the masks and gloves just outside her apartment. They had been certain to hide in the stairwell until none were around. Bucky picked the lock in seconds.
Inside, they began their work. They placed every camera and tested them. The mics too. Then they waited. Steve was just as hard then when he heard her enter. He held his breath as he listened to her moving around. As she entered the bedroom, he slipped out from behind the door and seized her. Her struggles had her ass rubbing against his crotch.
It ached just the same as he thought about it. His right hand slipped and his fingers wrapped around his cock. He thought about her tied up and blindfolded on the floor. They searched further. No weapons but some sex toys and other naughty secrets. Steve still had the pair of lilac coloured panties he’d stuffed in his pocket. He’d made sure to keep them in his jacket when they returned in their uniforms.
He stroked faster and faster as he thought of the fear in her eyes. The way she’d shied away from him and Bucky. Then she softened as they asked her questions, offered her help. She was easy. Too easy. He thought of the blond man from her work and growled. Thought of her bouncing atop him. His body shook and he cried out as he came.
He couldn’t wait much longer.
You were almost done for the day. Your small office was really a closet attached to the rec room. You sent off an email then finished tidying up the game pieces left out by the kids. When you were done, you lingered behind the door and peeked out. Things had been awkward since that night. Adam hadn’t driven you since. You avoided him and your own shame. A moment of weakness.
The coast was clear. You crept out and waved goodbye to the receptionist behind the window. She smiled and trilled her own farewell. You were quick to escape as you feared she would alert the man you were avoiding.
You hugged your bag as you sat on the subway. Your phone vibrated in your hand and the screen lit up with a new email. The sender was unfamiliar; no title, either. You opened it and your nerves began to flurry. They never quite stopped but they pinged around wildly as the thumbnail loaded for a video.
You muted your phone before you hit play. You quickly hid your screen as the footage began. It was you on your couch, on top of Adam. What the fuck? You stopped the video and read the single subtitle beneath; I know what you did.
You felt as if you would vomit. You closed the tab and locked your phone. Your stop was coming up. You jittered at the door until they opened and raced through the station. You didn’t stop, out of breath by the time you reached your apartment on the fifth floor. 
You barely got your key in the slot to unlock it. You slammed the door behind you and threw your bag against the wall. You began to search for any sign, any flashing light, any glare of a lense. You tore books off the shelf, moved your TV from its stand, pulled every picture off the wall. You lost yourself in a mania.
You only stopped when a knock sounded at the door. Your heart was in your throat. You grabbed the broom from the closet and went to the door. You peered through the peephole. You flinched, confused. It was the same officers as before. You carefully opened the door and set aside the broom.
“Hello?” You greeted with a frown.
“Hey, again,” Rogers stood with hands on his hips. “Noise complaint.”
“Noise…” You realized then how the crashing and stomping must have seemed. “Sorry I was just…”
“What’s going on?” Barnes glanced past you at the mess in your living room. “You okay?”
“Fine.” You assured them weakly. “Just lost...something.”
They looked at each other before they turned back to you. “You sure?” Rogers asked. “It okay if we come in and just look around?”
“Uh, yeah,” You stepped back and pressed yourself to the open door. They entered and you slouched in shame as you reluctantly followed them.
“Whatever you lost must be really important,” Barnes neared the television still on the floor.
“I just... “
“You think maybe it was taken?” Rogers spun to look at you. “Maybe you didn’t notice.”
You nodded and hung your head. “Yeah, maybe. Look, I’m sorry.” You walked along the back of the couch. “I’ll keep it down. I didn’t mean to disturb anyone.”
They were silent as they continued to look around. They didn’t believe you. Well, you were a poor liar.
“I… Someone’s watching me.” You almost whispered.
“What was that?” Barnes footsteps were deliberate as he neared the other side of the couch.
“Someone’s…” You lifted your head and cleared your throat. “Someone’s watching me since… since the attack.”
“Watching you? What do you mean?” Barnes asked.
“There’s… a camera, somewhere. That’s what I was looking for and…” You gulped. “I sound crazy.”
“No, no,” Rogers stood at the other corner of the couch. “How do you know someone’s watching?”
“I just… know it,” You cowered. “I… can’t tell you how I know.”
“Well, you’re going to have to if we’re gonna do anything about it.” Rogers said.
You chewed your lip and shook your head. “Nevermind. I’m just… crazy.”
“If you have proof of this, you need to show us.” Barnes crossed his arms.
“If you have anything that can support these claims and your withholding it, you could be charged with obstruction.” Rogers warned.
“Your case is still open,” Barnes added. “Anything you can give us will help it from being shelved.”
“I… no, it could ruin my career.” You shied away. “If you submit it then… I could be fired.”
“Well…” Rogers said and shared a look with his partner. “Say you show us and we don’t report it. An unofficial lead. Just between us.”
“Show you…” You quivered. “I…”
“I’m sorry, Miss, but if you have nothing to back up these claims, we can’t bother following up,” Barnes said. “And you could be charged on a false report.”
“What if I just promise to keep it down?” You asked.
“That’s not how this works.” Barnes shook his head. “Look, we responded to a call here. We need something.”
You were silent for a moment. “Then I can take a fine for the complaint.”
“If someone is watching you, don’t you think it better to have us looking out for you?” Rogers insisted. “Especially after the attack.”
You blanched at the word. Attack.
“They could strike again,” Barnes stated.
You sighed and nodded. You passed Rogers and grabbed your bag from beside the door. You opened your phone and searched for the email. Your eyes stung as you held it up. His eyes rounded as he registered what was on the screen and you rescinded your hand. You pressed the phone to your chest.
“See,” You said. “They’re watching me.”
Rogers thought for a moment, his toe tapped as his blue eyes searched the wall behind you. “We can’t let you stay here. It’s not safe.”
“But… but you can’t… you…”
“We’ll keep that little video between us,” He said gently. “But in good conscience, I can’t let you stay.”
“So… you taking me in?” You asked. 
“They don’t process people for noise complaints,” Barnes assured. “And I doubt you’d want us to make up some other charge. Sure that would be quite the mark on your record.”
“So…”
“You got friends?” Rogers asked. “A couch to crash on?”
“Hmmm,” You opened your phone and scrolled through your contacts. 
Maya was out of town til Friday, Ashley didn’t have much room and her fiance wasn’t your biggest fan, and everyone else was outside the city. Adam was a definite no. “No… I… No one in the city.”
Steve pursed his lips as he thought. “Well,” He started carefully. “It’s a bit unorthodox but… I got a couch, a whole guest room actually. I could… see ya through the night and you can figure something out in the morning?”
“Oh?” You were taken aback at the offer. “I don’t know… I’d hate to… intrude.”
“You wouldn’t,” He said. “I’m on duty til midnight so I’ll drop you off, you’ll have the whole place to yourself for a couple hours at least.”
You furrowed your brow as you thought. “Couldn’t you get in trouble?”
“Only if anyone finds out,” Steve said. “You’re not gonna rat me out, are you, Barnes?”
Barnes chuckled. That was his answer.
“And if I say no?”
“Then we’d be obligated to seize your phone as evidence in the open case and we would charge you with obstruction.” Barnes stated plainly. “If we left you here and something happened, that’s on us.”
“Alright,” You relented. “Okay. I guess… you’re right.”
“Okay,” Steve said. “Why don’t you grab your stuff and we’ll wait for you in the hall?”
You nodded and attempted a smile. It fizzled as that same terrible doom nestled in your stomach. You shrugged it off as nothing more than the video on the phone and the unsettling knowledge that you had been under observation for so long. The officers closed the door behind them, their shadows loomed beneath the door. You’d be safe with them.
Rogers, rather Steve as he requested you call him, had a nice house. Barnes grumbled that his name was Bucky but was less insistent. Steve showed you in, a brief tour before he left. The place was neat; orderly even. The carpet in the living room was recently vacuumed, the television sat on a large stand with alphabetized movies lining its lower shelves. Every inch of the room was carefully arranged.
Except for the laptop. The computer sat on the coffee table, closed and lifeless. You wondered if he had left it there in a hurry or if that was just the place for it. You paced around the room and overanalyzed every inch of it. Anything to distract you from what had led you here.
When your nerves finally relented, you climbed the stairs to the guest room where he had left your bag. You changed into a pair of pajama pants and a cropped tee. You’d grabbed the wrong one. You tucked away your old clothes and left the bag against the wall. You closed the door and crawled into bed with your phone. 
You opened your Spotify and lowered the volume so that the tones floated through the air softly. You let the music lull you in this unfamiliar place. You wrapped yourself in the thick duvet and curled up on the bed’s edge. You drifted off and your dreams carried you back to your apartment.
You were roused once by footsteps passing your door. You sat up frantic and raced over to ease it open. It was only Steve. He disappeared through a door and you fell asleep once more; this time to the hum of the shower across the hall. This time, you didn’t dream.
When you awoke again, the sun shone in through the lace curtains and you sat up with a groan. You hadn’t slept so well since before the break-in. You stretched and stood with a yawn. You tidied your hair with your fingers and crept out to the hall. You listened for any hint of movement. Maybe he was still sleeping.
You carefully descended the stairs. You rubbed your eyes as you entered the living room. You stopped dead beside the couch. The laptop was open and on. The screen shone back at you. The air went out of you and you stumbled around and dropped down onto the couch. 
You apartment was clear across the screen. The cameras flicked between each room. The stream was live, the place was still a mess. You squinted and tried to understand. How? What was going on? You stood and scurried around the couch. Steve blocked your path and coffee splashed over the edge of the mug in his hand.
“Woah,” He grabbed your shoulder and steadied you. “I thought I heard you. I made you a coffee.”
“Steve,” You pulled away from him. “What the hell is going on?”
He didn’t seem bothered by your panic or your discovery as he smiled over at the laptop. He set you mug down on the table and turned to face you.
“What? I just wanna keep you safe.”
“How did you-- I don’t--” Your breath hitched as you backed away from him.
“Just sit down and have your coffee and we’ll talk.” He reached out to you.
“N-no, I… wanna go.” You gulped. “Steve, I’m going.”
He tilted his head, amused. You edged around the table to the other end of the couch. He didn’t move. But as you made to pass the sofa, you were blocked again. Bucky emerged from the kitchen. He closed you in as he crossed his arms over his broad chest.
“Where are we going?” He asked.
“What the-- You… you better let me go or-- or---”
“You’ll call the police?” Bucky laughed. “Go ahead.”
You winced and looked between them. Your head spun. “It was… you. Wasn’t it?”
“We had to show you,” Steve said. 
“Show me?” You sputtered.
“That you need us. That you aren’t safe by yourself.”
“No, no, I was safe without you,” You spat. “You’ve been…. Oh, I’ve been so… stupid.”
“You’re lucky it was us. This city is full of scum. Could you imagine if one of them had picked your lock? You know what we’ve seen done to girls like you?” Bucky neared and you backed away, your leg knocked the corner of the table. “Those men, they do worse. Cut girls up and if they don’t just maim them, they kill them. Leave them on display as a little present for us.”
You were stopped suddenly. Steve pressed himself to you as his arms wrapped around your body. “We don’t want to hurt you,” He cooed. 
“No,” You wriggled and tired to kick at Bucky. “No, no, no. Please--”
Bucky caught your legs and lifted them. You continued to squirm as the men held you between them. “Now, we don’t want to hurt you,” Bucky grunted. “But if we need to, we will… we can.”
“Why are you doing this?” You whined. “Ple-e-ease.”
“Mmm, I love to hear her beg,” Bucky said as they angled you around the couch. “‘Please, Officer, he’s just a kid.’”
You struggled harder as he imitated you. Your veins turned to ice as you recalled that day. Uneventful but for their visit. You hadn’t thought much of it; you’d dealt with enough cops at your job. But they had taken it as more. As an opportunity.
“Now, stop,” Bucky squeezed your legs. “You’re gonna hurt yourself or we’re gonna have to hurt you.”
They carried you towards the stairs. You stilled but trembled in their grasp. “Please…” You croaked. “Please… don’t do this.”
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Steve’s arm hugged your waist as his hand brushed across the bare patch of your stomach. “You’ll be safe here. I made it safe for you.”
“Ugh, no,” You wriggled again but it was hopeless. They were both too strong.
They ignored your resistance easily and past the door of the room where you’d slept. They took you inside the one at the end of the hall, a large bed inside. They dropped you on it and you tried to hop up. Bucky caught you by your arm and forced you back down. Steve grabbed your other wrist as they pulled you up the mattress.
There were cuffs attached to the posts. They forced your wrists into them and locked them tightly. You kicked your legs desperately as they pushed themselves off the bed. The metal dug into your skin.
Bucky crossed to the desk by the window and took a pair of scissors. He neared the bed again and Steve approached him. He held out a hand and they had a silent exchange. Bucky handed the scissors over and Steve smiled. 
Bucky grabbed your ankles and held them down as Steve got up on his knees and carefully cut along the side of your pants. He tugged them out from beneath you and tossed them away from him. Then he cut away your shirt and you sniffed back the tears as they burned in your eyes. Your panties were all that were left. 
Steve handed Bucky the scissors and climbed between your legs. He held them down as he bent to nuzzle your cunt through the panties. He inhaled and sighed. You quivered helplessly. “Steve, please,” You begged. “I’m scared.”
His hands slipped from your legs and you tried to kick him. Bucky caught your left ankle and squeezed. “I’ll break it. Now stop.”
You went limp and let out a pathetic sob. Steve’s large hands stretched across his stomach as he pulled aside your panties with the other. His cool tongue made you squeak as it delved between your folds. Shyly at first, as if tasting you, as if savouring you. You closed your eyes and clutched your hands in fists. It shouldn’t feel good. 
Bucky paced around the bed. You opened your eyes and found him watching. His jaw clenched as his eyes darkened. His gaze met yours and he slid his tongue across his bottom lip.
“You like fucking that dude on your couch like a slut?” He snarled. Your lips parted and you shuddered. Steve’s tongue plucked at your core. “Well, you’re gonna like this a whole lot more.”
You squeezed your eyes shut and bit your lip as you whined. Steve’s tongue circled your clit and he suckled. He dragged two fingers along your folds and spread your juices. Your thighs tenses and you bent your legs as you tried to fight the rising waves. You couldn’t. You succumbed with a long moan, rattled as you writhed. He purred as you came into his mouth.
He drew away slowly. He let your panties slip back into place and Bucky took his spot. He pushed your panties against your slick cunt until they were soaked. He grinned and pulled at the seams until they snapped. He ripped them out from beneath you and threw them at Steve who admired them and sniffed them without shame.
You let out a yelp as Bucky shoved two fingers into you without warning. He rammed them in and out a few times before he slowed. He turned his hand and curled his fingers as he pressed his palm to your clit. He squeezed and moved his hand frantically. You couldn’t help your yipes, the shock as the tension built again, this time quicker. 
He forced the orgasm from you and left you sore and groaning. He licked his fingers clean and shoved them in your again. This time he was slower but your body responded. He drew you to the edge and stopped. He pushed himself away and wiped his fingers along your thigh. He stood and patted Steve on the shoulder.
“You first,” Bucky said. “While she’s fresh.”
Steve nodded and rolled his tongue behind his bottom lip as he looked to you. You averted your eyes as he began to undress. Each piece of clothing fluttered to the floor loudly in the deathly silence. The mattress shifted and you still couldn’t look. He bent over you and his mouth closed around your nipple. 
He played with your tits for a while. Tended to them as if reluctant to move on. He plied kissed along your stomach, your hips your vee. He sat up on his heels and draped your legs over his thick thighs. His cock prodded at your cunt and he rubbed his tip along your folds.
He eased into you as he shifted closer. Had your ass off the mattress as he sank to his limit. You let out a moan, as much pain as pleasure. Your walls were snug around him and clenched around him. He began to rock slowly. Each time he wiggled his pelvis against you, sinking as far as he could.
As his pace mounted, you sensed movement at the end of the bed. Clothes thrown to the floor heavily. Bucky came around and stood at the side of the bed. He lifted a knee onto the bed and then another. He neared and lifted your head with one hand. You tried to turn away and his other hand went to your throat.
“Don’t even think of biting me,” He sneered. “Or you won’t have teeth left.”
“Hey,” Steve warned between huffs. “Be nice… Oh, sweetheart.”
Bucky’s hand went to your jaw and he squeezed until you opened your mouth. He slid his cock past your lips in a single motion and cradled your head as he thrust down your throat. He groaned as you gagged and spasmed. The static built and threatened to erupt as Steve sped up. 
Your eyes rolled back and you came, your cries muffled by Bucky’s cock. Slobber spilled out around your lips as he fucked your mouth and kept time with Steve’s increasing pace. You struggled to breath around Bucky as your body bounced against Steve. Then suddenly it stopped.
Steve pulled out and let out a groan. Bucky took it as a cue and slipped out of your mouth so quick you choked. Steve stood and went to the night stand. He opened the drawer and pulled out a key. He held it up and looked to Bucky.
“We’ll flip her.” He said and Bucky nodded.
He unlocked the cuff from around the bedpost and handed the key to Bucky who released your wrist from the other. They turned you over and held you down as they twisted your arms behind your back and cuffed them together. You were left face down on the mattress as they moved around you.
You were dragged back and Steve climbed up to sit between you and the bedframe. He lifted your head and rubbed his cock against your lips. You opened and he pushed himself to your throat. You were ashamed. Ashamed because that voice in your head told you to be. Because you body would not obey that voice.
You felt Bucky behind you. He slipped his hands under your hips and lifted your ass as he knelt between your legs. He guided his cock along your folds and plunged into you just as roughly as he had with his fingers. You were jolted forward and gagged on Steve’s cock as it hit the back of your throat. 
And they picked up their tempo again. They moved your body back and forth between them, your back arch painfully. Bucky’s hand spread across your ass and he slapped you. He pinched you and you groaned around Steve and Bucky spanked you again. Steve kept your head bobbing up and down as you knotted your fingers together behind your back.
You hummed as you came. Your walls tightened around Bucky and you felt the gush around him. He went faster, the sounds of flesh grew louder, and Steve’s voice flowed through you as he moaned. He swore and his hands clutched your head as he stilled you. He came with a twitch and spilled down your throat.
He pulled out and his cum leaked from your mouth. He traced his finger around your lips as he played with the mix of his semen and your spit. He pushed two fingers against your tongue until you sucked on them and he pet your head in approval. He rescinded his head and moved so that your head rested against his thigh.
Bucky didn’t waver. He fucked you even harder as Steve’s hand rubbed your shoulder. Bucky grunted then growled. He didn’t stop though and only did when he had cum entirely. He stayed inside you as he caught his breath. He rolled his hips and sighed.
“I told you,” Bucky said. “It would be worth the wait.”
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