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buckyysdoll · 10 months

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— “𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥” —

જ⁀➴ — 18+ MDNI — summary: literally just sex; a/n: i edited this drunk at 3.30am in a hotel room, so i can only apologise; cw: sort of dark! bucky (eg brief choking), p in v, use of pet names “sweetheart, doll”; pairing: bucky x f!reader

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The pounding of his cock was relentless, driving deep until he bottomed out in full. He retreated some inches — yielding little, giving less — and over again was the strong, hard length of him inside you. The only sounds in the room were lewd as he took his sweet time taking you, twin breaths coming heavy as you both tried and failed to regain a composure that just wouldn’t come.

You’d been at it for hours by now, and yet release could not be chased despite how hard you tried.

He’d groaned at the first slide of his cock into your warmth, and the narrative had been coming ever since — an endless stream. Who knew Bucky Barnes — the damn Winter Soldier — was so vocal in bed? Though if there was one person who wouldn’t complain it was you; you could barely form words as it was.

“Fuck” was the first word he'd said, though, and now was a mantra he could only repeat. It had been drawn out and lost in his throat but was now more assertive — he had taken control.

As if you’d ever not been at the mercy of his words and heated touch; as if anything else could ever rule you the same way that he could:

So damn absolutely.

For in an instant of him being within you, you had pulled him in so tight that you felt his cock strain, muscles tensing. You’d clawed at his back and Bucky had tried damn fucking hard not to come there and then; it was an effort to allow you to adjust to his length without letting his release spill inside.

The truth? You really just felt that fucking good. It seemed as though you had been made just for him.

It was because of this, all for this then, that you were now still lying spread on your back, wet thighs hot with your thorough arousal and the multiple times tonight you’d already come. You were so sore, so thoroughly ruined, that even a slight shiver of touch made you ache, but he’d have you in any way that he could until he thoroughly owned you.

He had told you as much.

But it was praise that now fell from those beautiful lips that were parted in the absence of breath; as he pushed further and deeper inside you, a litany of curses blessed the words that he spoke.

Bucky’s mouth was hot and wet in the curve between your shoulder and neck, stirring your nerves with each depraved word that he spoke into your skin like a prayer.

Like you were all he could see.

"Fuck yes, that's a good girl. Taking me so well, I’d think you're made for this cock." There it was again — that soft, soft praise. So warming that it heated both your heart and your core, too.

Indeed, the words were further pronounced with a harder, deeper thrust of his hips, and a spasm of pleasure flushed into your stomach at the truer, slanted angle of him in you.

When you started to clench on him, around him, the change was apparent and well known to Bucky; you were so close to finally coming again that as it neared you could barely even breathe through it.

For hours, you’d been edged and barely coherent with the need he'd openly refused, not deigning to satiate the ache between your legs and only wanting to build it.

You were fucking desperate.

It didn’t matter that your pussy had clenched on his tongue as he fucked you with his mouth just before, holding your hips down despite your protests that the feeling was too much, that you just couldn’t bear it.

Neither did your body care that so too had it been him that had urged you to take his fingers, and you'd already come on his cock enough times that you craved to only feel that full again.

You needed more.

And so it was that since then he’d been edging you into a mess. Only good girls got to come so many times in just one night.

And good girls begged.

Bucky had taunted that even now, after coming so much, it wouldn’t ever be enough — you were so cockdrunk that he thought, why even let you have more? Your pleasure was something only he could give so freely.

And you hadn’t yet earned it again.

The quiet mocking in his voice was almost enough, and you were so so close that it hurt. But —

If you could just “hold it" like he'd ordered, he said, then would come your last reward. And as it happened you had, and this now was it:

His cock again, again, and again.

The splinters of memory from your drawn-out night were now interrupted by Bucky's voice again at your ear, his vibranium hand so cool in its kiss as it held to your throat, giving just enough pressure.

You were compliant in his arms and he knew it, adored it, soaked up every single second of submission.

"How can such a good girl also be such a whore for me, hm? You're letting me use you like this, doll, just letting me take you however I want.”

You couldn't say a thing, could only whimper. Thoughts surfaced and broke. The sure, steady feeling of Bucky inside you getting rougher by the minute had you so sensitive that the threat of release coiled up through your stomach before you could stop it.

It was a good job then that he noticed the look in your eyes, in your tear-stained cheeks. That your fractured, desperate whimper of "Please" as you clutched to his back was at last granted some mercy.

But first —

"Tell me who you belong to." His tone was commanding, pure masculine authority. Now though, so lost to heat, you could barely make his words out through too much stimulation. Your entire world had narrowed to the thick, hard length inside you as he pushed in to your warmth, pulled out. Again and again and again.

And oh, fuck. Oh God, you were close. So close to coming that you wanted to weep.

You might've even actually done it but no shock of tears fell from your heavy-lidded eyes, and then a sharp little pull at your skin was revealed as Bucky’s teeth at your shoulder, impatient.

It was just as much warning as you'd get this time, but then your mouth regained its power to talk. All at once you came to realise that you hadn’t yet replied; Bucky’s order — the command in his voice — had so far been ignored.

And he didn’t like that.

"You Bucky, just you. Just you. " God, you were so close again but he just didn't even care. Every time your sex clenched and Bucky’s cock twitched in response, he only pulled out every time.

Or almost every. Not anymore.

Bucky now needed that wetness to coat him, needed to feel you tight and warm around his cock as you came. Needed to let himself go to release in the one place on earth he ever wanted to, now.

And so your admission broke the bonds of his subtle control, and he just ground out “Say it again." You did, and repeated it over and again with each thrust of his hips, with each groan.

You meant it and felt it with each piece of your heart as you mounted that swift sure precipice, building up higher even still as the tightly wound coil of arousal in you threatened to spill.

And so, with breath hitched and hips rolling up to match his own, your body frantic with the need to come again even after so much you'd been granted, you clenched around his cock at last as your vision was drowned in white, all and only for him.

Dark spots pricked at your coherence until every part of you was fused with Bucky, your nails at his back a last reminder that he anchored you to earth as a shattering orgasm swept you up in its tide.

And didn’t let go.

It was only a mere second later that Bucky's own thrusts grew less controlled, and his breathing pitched lower and far more erratic as he pounded, hips rolling as he came.

An ocean of warmth descended in the space between your thighs, and you still clawed at his back with weak fingers as soft aftershocks wracked through you with the force of your release.

Spent, Bucky stayed in you long after both of your breathing had slowed, his mouth and tongue working softly to soothe the bold, purple marks his teeth had made at your chest. Time passed that could’ve been minutes or hours and you spent it in blissed-out silence, your head to his chest and his heartbeat calming beneath your ear.

It was your favourite sound.

The only break in the quiet was him saying in a whisper, “Get some sleep, sweetheart.” And with his hands stroking down through your hair in such slow, soothing moves, your eyes at last drifted closed.

The last thing you heard was once again that soft praise: “You were so good for me,” and then darkness.

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#fanfic #s. smut ๋࣭ ⭑#bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #james buchanan barnes hcs #james bucky barnes #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x stark!reader #bucky barnes x plus size reader #bucky barnes x curvy!reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x female!reader #bucky barnes x wife!reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes smut

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mrsmariebarnes · 11 months

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• bucky barnes has known sacrifice. he's tasted it in the bitter winters of his past, carried it in the metal weight of his arm, seen it in the harsh truth of his reflection. a man out of time, a soldier built for war, he's given himself — his very essence — to a world that's demanded everything from him.

• he knows the stories, the narratives spun by the world, that the morally righteous thing to do is to lay oneself bare for the many. that's the narrative he'd once lived — offering himself up as a sacrifice for his country, for people he'd never know.

• but being the winter soldier, that chapter of his life that he struggles every day to reconcile with, it's shown him the world in its raw, unfiltered cruelty. it’s a world that had taken him and shaped him into something he never wanted to be.

• it’s a world that had tried to strip him of his humanity, his capacity for love, for gentleness. but it’s you who had brought him back, you who taught him that there was still beauty to be found amidst the broken pieces.

• there's something relentless in your love, something that can mend the most shattered parts of him, something that gives him a reason to believe in more than just survival. it's not about the good of many anymore, not when he has you by his side, your love painting colors onto his grayscale world.

• you are his world, his everything. you’re the warmth in his frostbitten world, the peace in his turbulent existence. the world may crumble, the stars may fall, but as long as he has you, bucky barnes will always have something to fight for. something — someone — worth every sacrifice.

• if he had to choose, he'd choose you. for once, the world can save itself.

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ghostlyfleur · 6 months

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♡ life with sargent james barnes

#fleur museum™#moodboards #bucky barnes (harmo’s version)#1940s!bucky #40s!bucky #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #j.b.b.#sargent barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes moodboard #bucky barnes aesthetic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky barnes hc #bucky barnes fluff #40s bucky moodboard #marvel mcu #mcu moodboard

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wintersoldierwhore · 1 month

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BREAKING: NEW BUCKY SERIES!

so, in the past i've written small imagines based on ariana grande songs, and i want to start it back up!!! send me song recs and i will write something for ya!

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couldtransitionsaveher · 23 days

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JAMES BUCHANAN "BUCKY" BARNES / THE WINTER SOLDIER from THE MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

JUSTIFICATION:

"I’m not really sure, i Just think Bucky would be way cooler as a girl. Could have gotten some kinda Mulan storyline, and canon Steve X Bucky." - @dorykinny

Reminder: Submissions are always open! Submit here!

Did you make your daily click today?

#could transition have saved her #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #the winter soldier #mcu #marvel comics #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #captain america #transgender #trans hc #dorykinny

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supersteveharrington · 2 years

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wdym bucky isn't autistic???? did you not hear the line he literally said "i should be sad, but i'm not." ??????????????????????? he's just like me fr!!!!! why isnt it clicking 😒 its canon marvel just doesnt know it yet

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allforhee · 3 months

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*ੈ✩ — 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐄’𝐬 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓!

fic navigation; fluff (f), angst (a)

fic type navigation; fic (fc), headcanons (hc), blurb (bl), oneshot (os)

— 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍

lee heeseung / 이희승

— 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐒! (TEASER) (f) (a) ; decelis high's academic weapon, future valedictorian, model un prodigy especially in the crisis council, and top-notch secretary-general of the mun club, lee heeseung has it all. | secgen!lee heeseung x journalist!fem!reader, high school au, rivals to lovers

— 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒. (BLURB) (f) ; living under the protective eyes of your older brother, park sunghoon, he think he knows you the best. but litte does he know that heeseung knows you love your sour patch kids more than you love his usual swedish fish. (inspired by the summer i turned pretty scene where conrad knows belly's taste of candies more than jeremiah) | non idol!heeseung x fem!reader, childhood best friends-ish, forbidden romance?

park jongseong / 박종성

— none yet!

sim jaeyun / 심재윤

— 𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟏 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐌. (BLURB) (f) ; being jake's gf, you normally tag along everywhere. every concert, every fansign, every soundcheck. but with a heavy heart, jake has to attend another fansign without you. little does he know, you're in line with the other engenes ready to give him a little surprise.

park sunghoon / 박성훈

— 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 (ONESHOT) (a) (f) ; dating sunghoon was like flipping two sides of a coin. on one side, it felt like you were dating the sweetest introvert known to man. but on another side, you felt like he was the loudest extrovert (and gamer) that ever lived. you tried living with it, in this little bubble. but when sunghoon starts acting sensitive and eventually forgets your anniversary, that fragile bubble finally bursts.

kim sunoo / 김선우

— none yet!

yang jungwon / 양정원

— none yet!

nishimura riki / 西村力

— none yet!

— 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋

james buchanan “bucky” barnes

— none yet!

loki laufeyson

— none yet!

peter parker

— none yet!

back to navigation?

#enhypen #marvel #enhypen x reader #marvel x reader #allforhee #bucky barnes x reader #loki x reader #peter parker x reader #lee heeseung x reader #sim jaeyun x reader #park sunghoon x reader #kim sunoo x reader #park jongseong x reader #yang jungwon x reader #nishimura riki x reader

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sxvenz · 2 years

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marvel masterlist.

avengers.

carol “captain marvel” danvers

clint “hawkeye” barton (comics)

james buchanan “bucky” barnes

loki laufeyson

natasha “black widow” romanoff

peter “spiderman” parker (tasm)

yan! spiderman hc’s

peter “spiderman” parker (mcu)

yan! spiderman hc’s

pietro “quicksilver” maximoff

thor odinson

tony “ironman” stark

wanda “scarlet witch” maximoff

guardians of the galaxy.

whole crew (platonic)

black panther.

erik “killmonger” stevens / n’jadaka

m’baku

shuri

t’challa “black panther”

x-men.

anna marie “rogue” darkhölm (comic)

charles “professor x” xavier (young)

erik “magneto” lehnsherr (young)

hank “beast” mccoy

james logan “wolverine” howlett

kurt “nightcrawler” wagner (comic)

laura “x-23” kinney (comic)

peter “quicksilver” maximoff

st. john “pyro” allerdyce

raven “mystique” darkhölm

remy “gambit” lebeau (comic)

warren “angel” worthington iii

misc.

billy “jigsaw” russo

eddie brock / venom

felicia “black cat” hardy

frank “the punisher” castle

marc spector / steven grant / jake lockley

wade “deadpool” wilson

… … …

#yandere marvel #marvel x reader #yandere avengers #yandere spiderman #tasm!peter parker #peter parker x reader #moonknight x reader #steven grant x reader #Marc Spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #yandere moon knight #yandere X-men #xmen x reader #deadpool x reader #yandere deadpool #Felicia Hardy x reader #yandere loki #yandere Hawkeye #Wanda maximoff x reader

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buckysimp101 · 2 years

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Love at First Grade (18+) - 16

Single Dad!Bucky Barnes x Single Mom!Reader; Teacher!Bucky x CEO!Reader

chapter warnings: none that I can think of for once

a/n: I know it’s been about a week since I posted last but thanks for reading!! Vacation and work took over but I hope y’all enjoy this update! ALSO. Requests are now open for any First Grade related One Shots/Drabbles/HC’s!

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A vacuum. A vacuum that sucked all the possible oxygen out of Bucky’s hospital room. That’s what it felt like when the officer said his name. Brock fucking Rumlow. Of course he’d be the idiot to drive drunk. Not only that, but of course he’d be the idiot to drive drunk and crash into Bucky and leave everything unscathed. You were fuming. You could tell by the way Bucky and his family looked at you that you weren’t doing a good job keeping your facial expressions under wraps either. You wanted to yell it. “Yes we want to press charges and yes we want to sue Brock Rumlow for all he’s fucking worth.” But that wasn’t your place. You weren’t the patient. You weren’t directly involved. And so you chanced a look at Bucky. You could see the anger building in his features, a reflection of your own, but sadness was swimming through those twin pools. You could tell. Bucky felt bad that your lives were, once again, changing dramatically no thanks to Brock. You knew this had to be Bucky’s decision and so you tried your best to school your features as Bucky spoke with the officers.

With one last look in your direction, Bucky took in a breath and looked at the officers, giving a nod of his head, “thank you, officers. I will be pressing charges. Please let me know what I need to sign or do to make that process happen.” After that affirmation everything was a blur, officers trying to get Bucky’s information to go down to the station, nurses worrying over Bucky’s surgical site, but all you could think about was how you were going to get him the best lawyer possible, and Brock Rumlow would never fuck with your family again. You were pulled out of your thoughts and your phone by a large hand on your shoulder. You looked up suddenly, into the clear blue eyes of Steve Rogers.

“You okay?”

You weren’t sure how to answer him. You hadn’t realized that you’d started crying again. How do you tell Steve that you felt like if you and Avery had never come into Bucky’s life maybe, just maybe, things would’ve been different. Maybe he wouldn’t be in the hospital missing an arm, maybe he’d never have learned about Brock and Dot. Hell, maybe the universe would’ve taken that back and it never would’ve happened in the first place. But it just felt like everything happened for a reason. Like you were destined to meet James Buchanan Barnes on the first day of school and practically fall in love at first sight. But you didn’t know how to voice all that uncertainty, you also didn’t want to. You loved Bucky and he loves you. And so you just shrugged your shoulders in response to Steve’s question, but as you did so more tears made their way down your face and the next thing you knew, you were being pulled into a bone crushing hug by the oddly dorito shaped (thanks Tony), golden retriever himself. And you allowed yourself to cry. You could practically feel Bucky’s eyes on you and Steve and you were sure if you had looked up you would’ve seen the sadness you felt in your heart displayed on his face. You stood there wrapped in the arms of Steve Rogers, trying your best not to cry too loudly, when you were interrupted by a small hand tugging at your shirt. As you sniffled and picked your head off Steve’s shoulders you looked down at the miniature version of Bucky, looking up at you with those steel blue eyes, as she reached her hands up for you to hold her.

You bent down immediately and scooped Becca into your arms and held her close, hugging her without squeezing too tightly. Becca reached her tiny hand up to your face and wiped away at the wet tear tracks covering your cheeks before saying, “don’t cry, mama. Daddy says everything is okay.” Of course that just made you cry some more before walking over to Bucky with Becca in your arms. You sat down gingerly next to him on the hospital bed and laid back with Becca snuggling into your chest.

A throat cleared and Winnie spoke, “we’re going to let the three of you catch up a little bit. If you need anything, you have our numbers,” and she escorted Bex and Steve out of the hospital room. That’s when you dared a look, a real look, at Bucky for the first time since the news broke. Mirrored in his eyes was the hurt you felt deep in your heart, but a small smile was playing on his lips as he watched you hold Becca and stroke her hair. There was nothing to say though. The three of you sat in silence as Becca started to doze in your lap. Bucky leaned slightly to press a kiss to your head and fresh tears began to fall from your eyes.

“It’s okay, honey. I’m alright. We’re alright. It’s gonna be okay,” Bucky whispered soothingly, his calming words only making you cry more at the situation.

“Fuck Brock fucking Rumlow,” you hissed through your tears, trying to be as quiet as possible to not wake Becca. Bucky responded with a huff of air in agreement. “If you’re okay with it, I’d like to find the lawyer for you, and pay for him. But if you’d rather do that I completely understand,” you stated quietly, rubbing small circles on Becca’s back to keep the six year old asleep. Bucky nodded as he looked at you, his own blue eyes welling slightly with tears.

“That’s fine, sweetheart. I love you and I trust you more than anything,” he stated as he moved his right hand to hold your own. Again, a lull of silence swept the room as the three of you laid there in the sterile hospital room. Until Bucky broke the silence.

“Can I ask you a favor? And you can say no if you want that’s perfectly fine,” he asked timidly.

“Sure, Buck. Anything, baby what’s up?”

“This is nice and all. Having you and Becca here with me but it’s not right. So would you be willing, whenever you’re ready of course, to bring Aves to see me?”

A full smile broke out on your face as you saw it was mirrored on Bucky’s. He really loves Avery like she’s his own, and I will never be able to thank him enough for that. You nodded in response and reached for your phone, letting your parents know they could bring Avery up to the hospital whenever they wanted. The two of you agreed that the next day was probably the best though, in order for Bucky to get a little more sleep before his two gremlins were swarming him with love, affection, and the intense need for his attention. You had insisted on staying in the hospital with Bucky that night but he’d refused. He told you that you would sleep better at his place and that Becca would sleep better with you and so you gave him. Bucky’s appointment with Udaku Tech was scheduled for the next day and he had told you that you could be there during the consultation.

Avery got dropped off at Bucky’s place, much to Becca’s excitement. The two girls squealed and hugged as if they had gone years without seeing each other. They were about to go to Becca’s room to play with her toys when you stopped them and reminded them that the three of you would be going to the hospital to see Bucky soon. And you took that chance to tell Avery what you’d told Becca about Bucky’s status. How he was hurt and they needed to be very gentle. That the accident had resulted in him losing an arm but he’d be getting another one soon. Years of working in business, and working alongside innovative medical technology companies, has given you the opportunity to tell Avery all about prosthetics and how they worked. She especially loved seeing Auntie Shuri, as she called her, whenever she had the chance. And so after a little breakfast, and a little bit of playtime of course, the three of you were off to see Bucky.

The arrival at the hospital room was full of squeals and delicate touches. Avery gave Bucky a big hug while trying to be as careful as she could. She told him how much she has missed him and what she had been doing for spring break. She also gave him a birthday card she had made for him when they were supposed to have dinner for his birthday. Bucky’s eyes filled with tears at the gesture and he wrapped his arm around Avery, giving her a kiss on the head, and thanking her for the wonderful gift. Bucky’s consultation with Udaku Tech was scheduled for just before lunch and the four of you had lost track of time because next thing you knew the door was flying open as Shuri practically flew through the door like the whirlwind she was. Upon laying eyes on both of you, she froze. Her mouth opened and shut like a gosh out of water as she stared at all of you gathered in Bucky’s room.

You and Bucky both smirked and waved at her, simultaneously stating “Hi Shuri” which led to some confused looks between the two of you. You knew that Bucky had known about Udaku Tech because it was all you could talk about when you got upset with HYDRA Corp not doing their research…but Bucky was looking at Shuri as if he’d known her for a while…and you never thought they’d met before.

Your confused looks at each other must have gotten Shuri to leap into action again because she was back to her normal hyperactive self.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite white boy! I saw your name on the consultation list and read what had happened, I’m so sorry Bucky. BUT that just means you get to see my work up close and personal for once and you know I’ll never let you down!” Shuri spoke quickly as she looked at Bucky, their familiarity still throwing you off before she practically ran to you and squeezed you in a hug, “it’s good to see you too, Y/N! I told you, you would never regret investing in us! And here we are!” You were still confused. Still. So. Confused. But Shuri didn’t give you time to react because she was running towards Avery and Becca half screaming, “Auntie Shuri’s babies come here!!!” The two girls squealed as they were attacked in hugs and kisses by Shuri as she fawned over the two girls. You were still looking between everyone with that confused look on your face.

“Oh I never thought I would see so many of my favorite people in one place but here you all are! I told Tee we should have introduced the two of you years ago but he shut me down like ‘no, James needs to do X and Y/N has y, blah blah blah! But you’re here now! Both of you! Oh I cannot WAIT to rub it in my stupid know-it-all brother’s face!”

The statement of introducing you and Bucky years before is what snapped you out of your state of confusion and led to you asking, “wait wait. I’m sorry, how does everyone know each other?”

Shuri beamed as she looked at Bucky, silently willing him to take the lead. “Steve, Nat and I went to school with T’Challa. But we never really get to hang out with him as much now since he moved to help operate Udaku Tech’s new headquarters. But he and Shuri became family and well, here we are,” Bucky answered sheepishly, realizing he’d left this information out when you had talked about Udaku Tech a week ago.

“Okay. That makes…a lot more sense,” you spoke slowly, beginning to grasp the fact that you and Bucky were connected, yet again, by another thread for the last ten years. “There aren’t any other mutual friends you’re hiding that I might know about are there?” You questioned with a quirked brow, making the adults in the room laugh as Bucky shook his head no. “Okay. Good. Now Shuri, if you could be so kind and tell Bucky, in detail, the information you need in order for us to get this show on the road that would be great,” you teased and the young woman jumped into her presentation.

While Shuri talked to Bucky and Avery and Becca played together, you got on the phone to call the lawyer you wanted to use. The line rang a few times before it was answered. “Nelson and Murdock Law, this is Karen how can I help you?”

“Hey Karen, it’s Y/N L/N. Listen, is Matt busy?”

“Not at all! Want me to patch you through?”

“Yes please,” you confirmed, a small smile threatening to appear on your lips as you heard Karen scrambling to figure out how to transfer the call.

The line rang a few more times before another voice answered, “Ah, Y/N. Lovely to talk to you again, how can I help you?”

“Well Matt, I need a damn good lawyer.” The two of you spoke about the issue at hand and how you and Bucky planned to sue Brock for all he was worth and you made sure that Matt was willing and able to work the case. Of course he agreed and you thanked him probably a thousand times before hanging up. Having met Matt in college you kept up with him and his work over the years and he helped you when you needed to find a good divorce lawyer after Brock. You knew that Matthew Murdock was the best lawyer for this case and would do everything in his power to make sure you won, as well as to ensure that Brock Rumlow never fucked with your family again.

After getting off the phone with Matt you took the opportunity to think about the conversation with Shuri and Bucky just before she went into her presentation. The more you thought about your connections, the good and the bad, you realized something. You and Bucky met at just the right time. It might not have been the happiest time of your life, or the saddest, but it was right when the two of you needed the other most. And for that? You would be forever grateful.

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lamentingwclf · 9 months

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James Buchanan Barnes Independent MCU Based Portrayal | Selective

If life is pain, then I buried mine.

A long time ago, but I’m still alive.

loved & penned by wolf - she/her - 30+ - est

rules | verses | memes

P O R T R A Y A L

this is an indepedent roleplay blog for marvel's bucky barnes, heavy influence for MCU and HC. i am not creative when it comes to photoshop, so no pictures/images utilized are my own, and appropriate credit has been given to those that do make them. Crossover and AU friendly

B A S I C S

You must be 18+ to interact, and 21+ for NSFW. There will be NSFW themes present.

I do not practice exclusives after bad experiences, and while I will put more attention to mutuals, I am not mutually exclusive, but I do hold the right to be selective in those I write with.

Memes are usually the best way to start writing with me.

I am incredibly busy, so activity will be medium to low, and replies come out through my queue, right now I have it set to two posts a day. This is to help me manage my time and stress level when it comes to writing. However, I will usually post the first reply to something I ask for when it's immediately written to get a thread started.

I do love ships, and this has been the one character where i've been super open to it, but shipping with Bucky is chemistry based.

I'm open to plotting, but as a rule, I'm horrible at it initially. I like to start off winging things to see where it leads the characters and how they interact with each other. But don't hesitate to message me if you're interested in something.

I try to keep this a drama free zone - call outs, hate, and rude anons are not welcome - I've had a lot of bad experiences with partners, so I ask that my boundaries are respected and if you have an issue with me or the portrayal hard block.

C R O S S O V E R F A N D O M S

The following is a list of other fandoms I will roleplay in, it is not an all encompassing list, but just to get things started: Fourth Wing, ACOTAR/TOG, GOT, Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Star Trek, Star Wars, Final Fantasy, Harry Potter, Red Queen, GrishaVerse, TWD Depending on the ages and FC utilized, I may use a younger FC for Buck in these worlds. I tend to lean towards Matthew Daddario.

updated: 04/01/24

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buckyysdoll · 1 year

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— 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐜𝐬 —

જ⁀➴ — summary: self explanatory; a/n: fic song choice: “Slow Hand” — The Pointer Sisters -> i can imagine him just being your idiot and pretending to strip tease and singing along, for no other reason that it makes his wife laugh and there’s no sound in the world more beautiful; cw: allusions to sex, but otherwise just soft; pairing: bucky x f!reader

MAIN MASTERLIST

• “get your fucking hands off my wife” type of husband clodisiaiixkaioai

• or he brushes soft fingertips over your cheek and says quiet as death, “who did this to you?”

• bucky knows you can defend yourself perfectly well, so is more than happy to pin the bastard down and let you go for it, let you be feral 😌 supportive husband 💪🏻

• but that doesn’t mean he can’t be possessive as well, and though he tries to control it, it does still get between you. it’s just that he loves you too fucking much to know what to do with it, how to breathe through it —

• jealous!bucky with his arm around your waist in public, or coming up behind you to press a kiss to the side of your neck with his broad hands settled on your hips

• extremely protective, and most of all against himself; his biggest fear is who he was, what he could do and the threat it returning. And so that thought of hurting you — the risk of it pulled him away time and again. took him from your bedside in the middle of the night and went insisting that you shouldn’t have to do this, have to love him.

• because he just can’t let go of who he was like you did readily, and couldn’t yet see that loving was easy when centred on him; was as natural as breath.

• in bed, he does the cold feet thing but with his metal arm on your waist from behind, his hand on your bare tummy giving rise to a shriek that’s half laugh and half cursing your husband.

•BUCKY DOES THE HAIR TUCK THING BEFORE HE KISSES YOU, AND YOU KNOW BY THE LOOK IN HIS EYES WHAT HE'S THINKING, BY HIS CHANGED PITCH IN BREATHING YOU KNOW WHAT HE WANTS, AND HIS EYES WON'T LEAVE YOUR OWN BUT FOR YOUR LIPS, WHICH THEY JUST CAN’T STOP STRAYING TO

• i do believe he’d also be the type to channel aaron warner with a little “lift your hips for me love” 🫡🫠KCKIDIDKSNKSCKAKFKKSKXKKS

• bucky is obviously very touch-starved, but i think physical contact would definitely be his love language once he gets to know and feel and trust it, through learning with you. so then you’re touching in some way almost constantly, whether it be a hand held in public (or a throat held in private? *😏) because it just assures you both and keeps you steady, keeps you grounded.

• *as in like, this may sound weird, but i feel like he’d love to feel your pulse because it assures him that you’re here and that you’re safe? and even more so when he’s got you worked up, cos his heightened senses feel your heart rate pick up at his touch😭 so when you’re making out, his hand will come to rest on the curve of your neck, and he’ll slowly brush his thumb across the hollow of your throat as he’s getting drunk off kissing you

• so a hand on your thigh when sat together is expected, his thumb rubbing the same slow circles into jeans or skin in the same way that he does it with your hands held. or he’ll be holding your hand in public and then just randomly, absentmindedly bring it to his mouth and press a light kiss to the back of it

• he’s just so goddamn proud to be the man on your arm, and that 40s charm and courtesy with ladies hadn’t been erased from him like so much else had

• we all just know what he’d be like; as a boyfriend, as a husband, as an absolute gentleman.

• you get soft!bucky cos you’re the only one other than steve who ever tried to see the good in him; i-hate-everyone-but-you, grumpy x sunshine trope 🤌🏻

• although he still doesn’t think that he deserves you at all :’( so he often pulls away which leads to fights, and emotional make-ups.

• and these may or may not lead to inevitably slow + passionate sex where you’re both left shaking just from love for the other before you’d even gone so far as touch.

• and those nights end with your mutual tears as you show him just how much love you have to give, how much he’s worth. and so too do they threaten to fall as you give yourself over to his slow loving hands; over to his mouth and the feel of his skin as he shows you that to him, you are divine.

• in your relationship in general he needs frequent reassurance, and you’ll always give it gladly with no single question asked. after all, you both had scars that ran deep — you needed it from him just as much.

• and of course, where would we be without slow dances in the kitchen, which are somehow more intimate when dressed in his shirt than anything you’d done thus far without your clothes on. it’s in the way he cradles you to him by the songs that were custom to him in his youth, with one hand held in his against his chest and the other around you. it’s in him breathing in your scent from your hair, from the soft crook between your neck and shoulder as you softly sway and move, him exhaling in the place where he’d found home, your fingers finding his hair.

• it’s just a very soft love where you’re both safe and adored and accepted; met fully where you are, and not asked to change but to grow old together.

• because of his vibranium arm, idk why but i just feel that he’d love to pick you up — whether it be jokingly or tender. you fall asleep on the couch? he’ll lift you and carry you gently to bed. it’s something in the way his solid strength can keep you safe that he’s assured he can protect you, and that you trust him when so vulnerable.

• so too, though, will he hoist you up into his arms with a natural ease, and lay you down with kisses pressed to each part of your body he lays bare. then bucky whispers with that wicked half-smile, ‘you’re gonna regret that’ in response to something teasing you had said —

• oh, and how your sounding laugh made his heart leap.

• okay and this makes me melt, but bucky loves to cook for you and give you those date nights and perfect mornings-after you deserve. and even though that first dinner he made you on your first official ‘date’ outside the watchful gaze of the other avengers he did burn, every moment still was perfect because it was him, because he cared enough.

• he plans to bring you breakfast in bed, though the smell of cooking bacon and that coffee woke you first. on padding bare feet you enter the kitchen and are met with the sight of him with his back to you, standing at the stove with a wooden spoon in hand and that pair of pyjamas you’d bought him. the smile that touches your lips takes up your whole face, and you couldn’t hope to stop it. you come up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist and there he softens, muscles settling into the shape yours take, as he has learned to trust a world that has you in it. and so then bucky smiles to himself to feel your touch; he turns, and he sees you’re in his shirt and loves you deeper for it.

• coming in for a good morning kiss is something inevitable, no choice to be made. The truth? You hadn’t believed in miracles until you’d met the Winter Soldier, and fallen for the man with the warmest of hearts beneath that old fabled ice.

• But he no longer flinched at contact, knowing touch could be beautiful when shared; learning that to love and touch could mean the whole world and no hurt at all.

• he just genuinely loves to take care of you, regardless of the hour or what it is you need.

• his sleepy voice just drives you insane and he knows it, he loves it; he presses the advantage. he’s teasing as he wakes up and the first thing he wants is you, seeing you lay so stubborn in pretending that the husk of his voice is not arousing, damn the man. so excuse my vulgarity in saying, but he’s some kinda *morning man* if you know what i mean 😌

• though then again, he’s a man for any goddam time of the day when it comes to his wife and her love

• but aside from all that, it’s like his voice was the sole sure light in your life; each time he spoke you felt the stir within your gut that said at long last, i am home. you find yourself waiting for the moment when he walks through that front door and you then breathe again as you eat, sleep and talk with the love of your life. and somehow life means something more than you’d ever thought it could all those years past, yet here you are. sharing home and hearth with the man who’d become your love and best friend all in one. He who’d dragged your heart back up from HYDRA’s raging hells.

• Bucky loves to be touching in sleep, so your back is always curved against his front, or your head’s on his chest. The first waking seconds of each day were spent like this: his fingers carding through your hair or running gently down your back, tracing shapes, wondering how on earth he got so lucky as then.

• thinking that if only he’d known just how good it could be, then he would’ve known just what he had been living for all those years in the cold, empty dark.

• comforting him in the predawn hours when nightmares break his sleep, and soothing him back to the rest that escaped him with soft fingers in his hair; or a cold damp flannel for the fever in his head that you accompanied with praise, with words of comfort.

• You take his bad days with his good, as he does you. There’s a silent understanding. Something that’s mutual and unsaid before it’s shared out in the open: how you both had pasts with HYDRA that left hollow spaces where life had once dwelled.

• And so he proposes one morning in bed, cos i can’t get enough of this scenario my god. you’re both just sleepy and he’s kissing you and his smile is lazy and content and he’s happy, and he just smiles against your lips and says “marry me” cos there’s only one thing that could improve upon that happiness, that joy. and you don’t know if he means it at first and it scares you just how much you want him to, but he’s here and he’s saying the words, and he’s never meant anything more in his life.

• The engagement ring that’s been sitting in his sock drawer waiting for the “right moment” is now finally aired to breathe, pushed lightly onto your wedding-band finger that you only see half-blind through unshed tears.

• should i have included dad!bucky hcs? or pregnant!reader hcs? IDK

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etoilebleu · 2 years

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ellanor phillips, marvel oc, a bullet point briefing to better understand the character and how to interact. full profile link is HERE

a girl who’s family moved to new york in 1930 with the american dream in mind. father a landscape artist who sought to design grand topiary and floral beds for the big city’s hotels and lavish gardens of the wealthy.

I HC that ella moved to brooklyn and most likely grew up alongside the circle of friends in that area with STEVE ROGERS and JAMES ‘BUCKY’ BUCHANAN BARNES. to what extent and how intertwined into their past for either party is completely up to the mun of these characters if interacting with them!

ellanor did not take part in the war, she continued being a waitress at a popular diner called THE SPOON AND FORK while paying her way through art school.

unfortunately the diner was the exact coordinates to where the bomb would land when fired by HYDRA. they did not want to experiment on their own people and wanted to keep america on their toes, even if the war was already over. there were four patrons, ella and a cook inside.

the bomb was not an explosive bomb, it exploded a smoke and force blast that was blue in color. because of its nature and unsure of its chemical warfare, all victims inside the diner had to be frozen until they could possibly figure out how to ‘decontaminate’ them and keep americans safe from a potential biohazard. the diner was also burnt to the ground.

they did not figure it out until after the first attack on new york city in 2011. upon unfreezing, only three people had survived, one of them being ella. the other two could not cope and were humanely...put down (SDSAJDSAKJD)

agent coulson was apart of this case and was impressed by ella’s coping and understanding so he kept her close to work alongside him with shield. plus, he secretly needed to keep an eye on her in case she was not safe upon unfreezing.

during events in 2014 (CA:TWS) shield had figured out the bomb back in 1947 was one of the weapons HYDRA had made when they had the tesseract, powering it with an essence of its core ( the space stone ) and ran as a test.

by this point it was known HYDRA had infiltrated shield and it was a grave mistake to have her there since they would be wanting one of their possible test subjects back to run further testing on. did they know this would happen? did they know this was where she would be? x files theme???

possible drama with that during (CA:TWS) assuming she doesn’t get captured (yay). ella continues her work (in summary, human relations) but protecting the avengers and super people alike.

her work connected her with a lot of people and she was able to assist in protecting and hiding the targeted avengers.

during the events of end game, she did what she could to help. she survived the snap, continued helping misplaced people find their way for the 5 years.

during the events of infinity war, just being around all stones had awakened something within her. ( not activated at the time ) and after the battle and everything seemed to be normal--her powers awoken. she could open portals to different dimensions.

(also pls note I read some marvel comics but not a lot and have some comic knowledge but I’ve had this verse since 2019 SDJSADS so if you’re like..multiverse madness who..LEAVE ME ALONEEEE u can rip this story from my COLD DEAD HAAANDS )

anyway you’re free to like this if you want to interact with her as well, notes are fine!

#im tagging this later. im making these as a extra link for people who read my profiles and are like ? aight so what now? ITS EASIER #ella when steve crushes hydra: YEAH FUCK HYDRA ALL MY HOMIES HATE HYDRA THEY STOLE MY LIFE AND KILLED MY FRIENDSSS

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bucky-bucket-barnes · 2 years

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a rainy day in with bucky headcanon

after weeks of planning, bucky and you finally get to go on that picnic you had been planning

just as you're leaving your apartment, though, the weather decides to hit you with the nastiest rainstorm you've had in months

dejected, you both decide to spend the day in

seeing how down you are, bucky makes it his personal mission to make the day brighter

"we can still eat our sandwiches here" / "i know, it's just not the same :(" / "you know. . . i can eat other things too ;]" / "james" / "just trying offering solutions, love"

as you're moping, putting your treats back in the fridge, you feel a thick blanket thrown over your head

turning around, you're met with bucky, a comical amount of pillows and fluffy things alike in his hand

"babe. . . what ya got there?" / "we're going to make a pillow fort" / "you want a make a pillow fort?" / "no, i want to make you happy and everyone likes pillow forts. i have no personal interest in forts."

despite what bucky may have said, he was very clearly into building a fort, neatly setting up your stuffed animals in the tent by height order

after pushing chairs together and draping many blankets over yourselves, you had built a nice little hut

bucky and you were laying down now, side by side, admiring your creation

making eye contact, you can't help but laugh at how silly you must've looked

"wanna play truth or dare, buck?" / "i'm not twelve" / "oh, so you're scared?" / "i am not" / "fine, you ask me first then" / "okay, do you have a crush on me?" / " :/ " / "who's scared now?" / "bucky, we've been together for over a year"

for hours you sat there, chatting back and forth, spilling secrets and random thoughts with one another

once you got hungry, you both retreated to the kitchen to eat your what should have been picnic lunch

"you know, food has a lot more flavor now then it did in the 40s" / "thankfully" / "okay, well it wasn't that bad" / "the first time you made us dinner it was boiled chicken with salt" / "hey, it also had pepper." / "eat your turkey sandwich and hush, old man" / " >:[ "

after disputing bucky's cooking skills, you opted to climb back into bed and take a nap together

the rain added a nice background sound as you cuddled together

"in hindsight, we should have saved some pillows for bed" / "lay on top of me" / "buck, i don't want to suffocate you-" / "i said get on top of me" / "hmmmm" / "you have nice tits" / "?" / "fine, pecs" / "did you call my muscles tits" / "and i'll do it again, goodnight"

after a brief nap on bucky's chest, he slightly nudges you awake

"hi, sleepy" / *incoherent grumbling / "it stopped raining, we can still catch part of our picnic" / "i'm good. . . i think i'm quite happy where i am" / " :) "

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wintersoldierwhore · 1 month

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not who i thought – bucky barnes

MASTERLIST

Bucky, running from his twisted life, wanting to be far... far... away from everything that reminded him of his past. With help from his friend, Steve, he waved goodbye to New York, moving to a small town, proving to be quite a task. New name, new identity. It all seemed to much to maintain. Until he met you.

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ragingemini · 3 years

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Steve: I'm your superior officer. You have to listen to me in the field or-

Bucky: Nope.

Steve: -or else I will stop having sex with you.

Bucky:

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giodoodless · 2 years

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Headcanon of the day: sambucky as parents.

Raising their first kid is kind of tough, like tough enough they have to call Sarah for help. They're about to die from frustration and tiredness when she walks in, shinning like a miracle and showing they can handle a baby just fine.

“You guys fought Thanos and his alien army, but y'all can't take care of this tiny thing??”

It's embarrassing, but soon they get the handle of things like the cool dads that they are and not so late, they adopt more kids.

Sam enjoys every second of everyday with his cute little family and hates leaving them to go work. He makes sure to come back home from every mission, every dangerous trip around the world, 'cause nobody is taking him from his family.

Duel to the missions Sam has to attend, Bucky fully comitts with becoming a house dad and absolutely nails it. It's actually a dream come true staying at home, taking care of the kids and waiting for Sam to get back from work and greet him with sweet kisses.

They'll take the kids in many adventures. Field trips, sleepovers, rides on the boat, building treehouses, camping. Everything they can think of.

Post its with notes about important dates, groceries to make, sleeping time, school schedule and many other things will be everywhere.

They're both paranoid on the exact same level, both overprotective as hell, trying to predict every step the kids will take.

People think that because of the metal arm and the whole used-to-be-the-winter-soldier thing, Bucky is the threatening, terrifying and serious dad. He's actually the cute, shy and very clumsy dad. Just don't do anything with his husband or kids if you wanna live lol

Sam is the serious and terrifying dad. If you give him one reason to suspect about you...[jaws theme song starts playing]. The minute you turn around he's got his eyes on you, watching from afar with a stern expression, protectively holding his children.

Sam let the kids play with the shield, takes them flying to especific places just to show off and see them happy. He teaches them how to use redwing, how to fix and create techy stuff.

Bucky goes around speaking other languages with the kids all the time, even if they don't understand. Later at night, he'll sing lullabies in romanian and tell them stories about old times.

Both of their camera rolls are filled with pics and videos of their children and each other doing the cutest and funniest stuff everywhere they go.

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