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Shout out to fanfic writers that don get put on rec lists.

Shout out to fanfic writers who write short fanfics.

Shout out to fanfic writers who don’t write often.

Your fics are just as much as a labor of love.

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I’m sorry. I just. I just love farting stepdad so much 😭 Like use what you have available to you.

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Chris Evans and his tattoos - Sexiest Man Alive interview

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There's 2 versions of Steve Rogers in the MCU

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airport security's been ramped up

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Awww 🥹🥹🥹 don’t make me cry 😭 I LOVE this last few paragraphed 🥹😍🥰

Now onto the rest. Bucky is kind of back to being an idiot again with this whole disappearing into nothing and avoiding her act. But I can appreciate his thinking about it all. Doesn’t make it necessarily better though^^

Tony and Pepper crying made my heart melt and 🫠 especially Tony and him denying it but still that they all acknowledge how them three are like a family is making my heart fly and me grinning like a fool while also crying 🥹🥹 it‘s way too cute and how dare you making my heart melt more than once in one chapter and with a freaking soft!Tony none the less.

Now Nat and Wanda on the other hand made me laughing out loud with their comments about the dresses especially Wanda 😂 the potato sack comment really did a number on me 😄 also her staying on the call through the night is just 🥰 I officially hereby start a competition that everyone needs a friend a like that. And I really freaking hope that she will be there for the wedding ☺️

Nat on the other hand did get points from me for her trying to get information about why Bucky did what he did and her knowing that Steve would probably crack easier than Bucky just makes me love her even more 😄 and the throwback you threw in there with her and our girl when they were younger and they talked about wedding dresses is one of the best ever ☺️

Winnie also had me laughing out loudly when she said that she would throw her shoe at Bucky if he didn‘t cry at the wedding when seeing her in her dress. Mostly because she freaking actually would but also because it just shows how much Winnie always loved her. And as much as I would love to see that happening (just for the sake of it happening) I am quite sure we won‘t get to witness that because Bucky won‘t know what hit him when she walks down the aisle and he will cry I just know it 🥹 just how she almost cried when she realised that he gave her THE ring 😍

And can we talk about Bucky talking to Alpine for a second? It‘s sooooooo cute I was squealing again 😍😍and Alpine answering him and everything about that was just perfection 🥹🤭 and when he realised she used an old kinda-nickname on him 🥹 I love that she called him Hades 😄 I really like that analogy ☺️

Now I am excited to read about what will happen in The Underworld. Somehow I feel like her parents will know about her marrying Bucky after that night even without her telling them. Also after theat Night maybe she will be closer to all her lord friends again ☺️ at least that’s what I hope.

Everything the Light Touches (18+)- Chapter Twelve

Mafia!Bucky x F!Reader

chapter warnings: language, lil angst (obvs)

a/n: i’m baaaaaaack frieeeeeeeends <3 just wanna say i love y’all and i hope you enjoy the chapter. i’m trying to update when i can, promise! 

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It’s hard. It is so damn hard. To avoid an absolute wall of a man for any period of time when you live within the same four walls. You had only been living with Bucky for a week. One. Fucking. Week. It seemed like he was doing whatever he could to avoid you. Bucky was usually gone before you left for work in the morning, and he often arrived later in the evening, offering a grumbled hello in your direction before slinking off to his room. 

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Awww Alpine my sweet little fluff snowball with the nicest blue eyes a cat could ever have 🥰 I just wanna give her all the cuddles for taking care of our girl in this one 🥹🫠🥰 she is just way too cute and way too intelligent to not love her to pieces 😄🤭

Now. Bucky is surprisingly in-idiotic in this one - is that even a word? Well I don’t care it is what I feel he is so now it is a word. He is so soft in this and actually kinda vulnerable and not asshole-ly. And it makes my heart kinda melt 🫠 especially him making jokes at his own expense 😄 also way to go on her part for just squishing anything down. Because he has to freaking work his ass of to get anywhere near forgiveness. So yeah I was sitting here squealing practically the whole time reading this 😄 or at least the Bucky-part.

Also I like how she thinks about getting close to Natasha again and that maybe she actually will be able to trust her again is SO good to read. Nobody should be alone and Wanda IS on the other side of the country so it would be really good. Also I am rooting for this friendship just as much as I am rooting for Bucky to get his head out of his ass 🙊

And I wanna do things to that woman who calls herself our girls mother. That is no freaking way of talking to your daughter. No matter what happened you 👏🏼 don‘t 👏🏼 talk 👏🏼 to 👏🏼 your 👏🏼 kids 👏🏼 that 👏🏼 way👏🏼 NEVER! She can to Alexander and suffer the consequences for everything she did to her daughter. Just like the dad. And Alpine deserves a freaking treat for trying to cheer our girl up.

Also I am excited to see if we get to know what business Bucky has to attend. It could have something to do with her and it possibly could be a nice thing for her 🙈 and I also am excited to see Wanda have a go at Bucky at some point in this fic 😄 and I can’t wait for it 😄

Everything the Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Eleven

warnings: language,

a/n: hi friends! i am so sorry that it has taken so long for this chapter to come out but here we are! this chapter is a little shorter than my normal 3k+ chapters (its 2k+ this time lol), but i’m hoping to update soon! hope you enjoy, and remember if you’d like to be added to the taglist, just let me know! love you ALL! <3 

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There was once a time, when you were younger, that your friends would have to practically force you and Bucky Barnes apart. Like physically push you away from each other. Whether it was before you started dating, when you were connected at the hip, or afterwards when you never went anywhere without him. Steve complained about it for a bit once the three of you started getting closer. Then Sam when he began to ‘infiltrate’ your friend group. Natasha had never complained about you being close to Bucky but she had complained about Bucky being close to you, especially when the two of you had sleepovers together. But never in a million years did you once think there would be a die when George Barnes would stand in front of you and practically beg the two of you to bring back the same level of PDA you once had.

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Okay I seemingly forgot how much of an stupid idiot Bucky is when I wrote my comment on the last chapter. But he didn’t take long to remind me of it. So let me say it once me: he is the biggest stupid idiot in this that I have ever had the pleasure of reading about and still rooting for 😄

I also love to read his reactions and inner thoughts to her stipulations but at the same time it made me want to hit him over the head repeatedly 😄

And on that note: I freaking LOVE Nat in this chapter 😍 you go girl telling Bucky just how much of an big idiot he is and drive it home how much he still loves her because that idiot would be able to convince himself that he really wants her to leave after Pierce is brought down 🙈

And you brought Alpine in 😍😍 Awww she is the fluffiest little cat friend ever and I love that she is part of this story and she will so be on her side of things and Bucky will be all pouty about it and I just asdfghjkl 🙈🙊 I can‘t wait for it

Now reading the part about them having to make it believable and them convincing everyone that it is real made me giggle like a crazy person because they will both have to remind themselves that it isn’t real yet they both will wish that it would be so it kinda will be but they won’t know it an d I will sit here grinning like a Cheshire Cat while reading that 😄😄🥰

Uighur I am excited to read on 😄

Everything The Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Ten

Mafia!Bucky x F!Reader

chapter warnings: language, angst, smoking, drinking, a lil bit of fluffy drunk bucky (you’ll see)

a/n: i. am. back! sorry for the wait for this chapter folks, it’s been an absolutely insane week but i have returned for an update! am i still dealing with a mild concussion? yup. did i want to put this chapter out as soon as i could though? also yes. don’t worry though, i’ve treated you to a 4k+ word chapter lol, hope y’all enjoy, if you wanna be added to the taglist just let me know!

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Bucky sat in the silence that followed your exit, stewing over the stipulations you gave him. You hadn’t asked for anything ridiculous, hadn’t requested something so far out of the limitations of the life you were stepping into. But he couldn’t help but just…stew.

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Oohhh I am so excited to read about Bucky’s stipulations 😄

But first things first: I was sitting here cheering her on because damn she is right to have these stipulations. Bucky really needs to be told that. End of the story but I also love the whole dialogue about the Barnes heir. Because yes Bucky did make major decisions about her life without her before but he wouldn’t go so far as to make her have kids and she knows that. So she clearly did think about it 😄 also smart move of her to add the part about wanting an out and not going down with anyone if it should come to it.

I also really like how she handled the Sam situation and that she made it clear that she will never forget what happened and will probably never trust in his friendship 100% again. Also Pepper is right to tell her that it might not be the worst idea to at least have some friendly faces around during that marriage even if it isn’t all forgiven and forgotten and more cordial than anything else.

Now for a moment there I was worried about Pierces man getting her even with all the people there but luckily they got out in time. But it would have been quite the plot twist right there 😄

Also i love how Tony tries to make her laugh in the beginning. It just shows that he truly loves her and cares about her in a fatherly way 🥹

At last I wanna say how these throwbacks just always melt my heart 🫠🥹 because aside from the one where we see what happened between Bucky and her parents they are always just so cute and fluffy and kinda tooth-rottingly sweet😍

Now I will speculate a bit about Bucky’s stipulations before going to read them: I think that he will probably just have one super romantic one. Not quite sure which one but maybe that she goes on regular dates with him or something like that. Everything else would probably hurt his relationship with her further in one way or the other. And she pretty much already laid the law out for a lot of things.

Everything the Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Nine

Mafia!Bucky x F!Reader

chapter warnings: lil angst, language, smoking, bit of fluff 

a/n: i am so sorry that it has taken so long (a week) for this chapter to come out. i’ve had an insane work week, been exhausted when i come home, and just overall havent felt motivated this week, but hope y’all enjoy this chapter! note, i’m not gonna really be able to write for the rest of the weekend, just a heads up.

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Two major emotions coursed through your veins as you left the conference room at Barnes Inc.. Intense anger. And intense betrayal. The whole time Bucky spoke about what your parents had said to him stoked the fires of those two emotions. You were angry at your parents. Angry at a plan that had seemingly been made since before you were born, or at least shortly after. Angry at Bucky for leaving you to fend for yourself. Betrayed by the one man you loved more than anything on this earth. 

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What Goes Around

Pairing: BFD/DBF!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Bucky is your friend's dad and your dad's friend and nothing more. Until he isn't. Word Count: Over 6.2k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), semi-public sex, possessive behavior, dirty talk, light Daddy kink, age gap (reader is in early 20's and Bucky late 40's), arguing, light violence, swearing, conflicted reader (everything is consensual!), everyone is a mess, Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Woohoo! Stepped out of my comfort zone a bit on this and I'm so proud! Thank you to @sweeterthanthis , @dreamlessinparis , @buckyownsmylife, @targaryenvampireslayer , @christywantspizza , @sgt-seabass , @lookiamtrying for listening to me ramble about this. Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby (thank you as well), but any and all mistakes are my own. Banner and moodboard by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You met Bethany Barnes your freshman year of college. While some of the girls on your floor knew each other, you went off to university not knowing a soul and had to be assigned a roommate. Your nerves shot up when you walked into the shared room. Beth, as she preferred to be called, was intimidatingly beautiful. You hadn't met any supermodels, but she could've chosen that as her profession with her tall, slender build, long auburn hair, and sparkling blue eyes.

Your nervousness faded when she smiled and gave you a hug, after asking if it was okay.

"You're here!" she smiled more when she pulled away, looking over your shoulder at who you thought was your dad. "By the closet."

You weren't normally stunned silent by looking at a person, but that was what happened when you met James "Bucky" Barnes. With the beard and quiet confidence in which he carried himself, you would've mistaken him for a professor had it not been for the fact that he was in the dormitory. Call it instant attraction or lust, but you found yourself openly staring at the handsome man as he carried a box into the room. He gazed at you, too, or so you thought. Your mind may have been playing tricks on you.

"Dad, quit staring at my roommate. That's weird."

The needle on the record scratched. Her dad. You could see where she got her good looks. He was taller and broader, his hair dark brown instead of auburn, and eyes a deeper shade of blue. One of the hottest men to ever grace the earth, if anyone asked for your opinion.

It didn't matter how good looking he was. This was Beth's dad. It put him in the "look, but don't touch" column.

Your dad, Dave, appeared moments later and introduced himself. Bucky was kind enough to help him with the rest of your stuff and even offered to buy lunch. While he didn't look the least bit upset about leaving, it was clear your dad was having a tough time holding it together and even had tears in his eyes. You understood. It was the two of you for so long and now you were out the door.

Beth put a hand on his arm and gave him a small smile to ease his worries.

"Hey. Your daughter and I will look out for each other, okay? You have nothing to worry about. Plus, I think we're going to be good friends."

She was right.

To your surprise, you discovered that Beth only lived about an hour away from your hometown. Like you, Beth didn't know anyone, but she was friendly and welcoming. Definitely more outgoing than you would ever be. Her popularity grew quickly, but the two of you were there for each other like she promised. While you had lost your mother, hers took off when she was so young she couldn't even remember her face. Bucky did the best he could to raise her. Like your dad had done for you.

Maybe that was why they became such good friends, too.

The two of you traded off different weekends at each other's houses when you left campus and spent a few holidays together. You did a couple of summer trips with your dads doing their best not to be overbearing. Eventually Beth joined a sorority and moved into the chapter's house, so you no longer lived together. Bucky suggested that your dad move closer to his place when he decided to sell the house, that way everyone could still spend time together.

"You wouldn't mind, would you?" your dad asked at the time.

You didn't at the time. It still gave everyone a chance to hang out and your dad seemed to need it more than you. He admired Bucky for being self-made, having a nice house, and a good job. It was as if the man's confidence rubbed off on him. He began to dress better and get in shape. He mentioned possibly dating again, which you encouraged. Your dad deserved to be happy.

You couldn't have predicted it would all go to hell after graduation.

You nursed your wine as you sat at the bar, staring into the abyss of the liquid as you swirled it around. Maybe if you looked long enough, you'd forget about tonight. It should have been an evening of celebration for you. Nothing major, but it was something that meant the world to you.

"I think you need something stronger."

You stayed silent when you turned to your right, slightly surprised when you saw none other than Bucky take a seat beside you. The citrus scent of his cologne filled your nostrils when he moved his stool close enough that your knees touched. Up close, even with the dim bar lightning, you could see the gray hairs in his trimmed beard and perfectly coiffed brown hair. Of all the people you expected to see, he certainly wasn't one of them.

"What are you doing here?" you asked.

"I thought you could use a friend."

"Are we friends?" You asked softly.

Hurt flashed in his eyes, which filled you with guilt. "I thought we were."

You weren't sure if you would label Bucky as a friend, but you cared for the man. He had been good to you over the years, staying up with you and watching movies when you couldn't sleep or listening to you ramble on about your papers, internship, resume, while Beth pampered herself. He gave advice when you asked and listened when you only wanted to talk.

You didn't need to be rude to him.

"We are," you wanted to assure him and you felt a bit better when his shoulders relaxed. "How did you even know where to find me?"

"You rushed off before dinner started and you mentioned that you liked this place," he replied, like it was obvious. "We were supposed to be celebrating. We didn't get all dressed up for nothing," he teased, gesturing to himself and drawing your attention to his large body as you smiled a little.

Over the last few years, you got used to seeing different looks from him. Jeans and shirts tight enough to see the muscles underneath, sweatpants that hung low enough to let the imagination wander, swim trunks when you went on vacation, and even the occasional suit. He opted for a dark blue suit tonight that matched his eyes, but skipped the tie. It wasn't a look many could pull off and he did it with ease.

You blinked and shook your head, trying not to pay attention to how good he looked. Just because you were upset didn't mean you had a right to check him out. It was wrong to be attracted to him and you refused to acknowledge it. Mainly because he was one of your dad's best friends and one of your best friend's dads.

No, she's not my best friend. Not anymore.

“We even kind of match,” he smiled to himself.

You glanced down at your short, sleeveless dress. It wasn’t revealing or flashy, but you felt beautiful in it. The shade of blue was close to his suit. Part of you felt silly for dressing up for a simple dinner.

"I guess we do," you said softly, looking at your glass again.

“Surprised the boys aren’t lining up for a chance with you,” he said.

You snorted, thankful you didn’t take a sip of your wine. You would’ve spit it out. “The boys have never lined up for me, but it’s okay. I’m used to it.”

Boys usually talked to you to get closer to Beth.

“Their loss,” Bucky said sincerely as he held up a couple of fingers for the bartender.

“And we have nothing to celebrate,” you said, not wanting to dwell on your sad dating history.

"Bullshit," he said, ordering two shots of whiskey and setting some money on the counter once the bartender came over. "You got a job at Stark Industries. I'm proud of you."

Your cheeks heated at the praise. "Thank you," you said, sparing him a glance when he passed you a glass. "I already have a drink.”

“And I said it isn’t strong enough,” he hesitated as he picked up his own. “Beth said you weren’t much of a drinker. Not even on your 21st birthday. You were a good girl, weren’t you?”

You were conflicted as you listened. Did Bucky mean for that to be an innuendo? You chose to focus on Beth instead, and how angry you felt. How many nights did you hold her hair back while she puked?

“You're right. We should celebrate."

Bucky gave you a worried look as you picked up your drink.

Your cheeks ached from your wide smile. "To my dad and your daughter fucking each other. Cheers!"

You might as well address the elephant in the room since he wouldn't.

He frowned when you downed the shot, the burn spreading from the back of your throat to your chest. You half expected him to see a clench in his jaw or an embarrassed blush in his cheeks, but he merely threw his drink back and slammed the glass down when he finished. "You sure you don't want to do another toast? I don't think the entire bar heard you."

"Oh, I wouldn't want to make a scene. I did that already, remember?"

You hadn't seen Beth in months since you graduated. Neither of you landed dream jobs right away, but you did find temporary work to help cover the rent for your new place. You wanted to be independent and your dad supported you. But your friend hadn’t even seen your place.

Any time you reached out to meet up, she made an excuse why she couldn't join you or bailed at the last minute if she agreed. At first, you didn't take any offense. You figured she met a guy. She got like that sometimes over boys, but she had never gone that long without hanging out with you.

Maybe she had outgrown you after college.

Your dad sensed that you missed Beth and assured you that you'd see her soon. He planned a special dinner to celebrate you getting a job at Stark Industries. Beth promised she wouldn't miss it. You thought it was strange how easily she accepted your dad's invitation, but you discovered quickly that she wasn't there for you in the first place.

"Sweetie," your dad began as he slipped an arm around Beth's waist. "We have something we want to talk to you about. Beth and I are, well, we're seeing each other. Now I know that may be difficult to hear, especially since I haven't seen anyone serious since your mother, but…"

Your dad used to describe you as amicable and well-behaved when someone asked him about his daughter. No matter what life threw your way, you did your best to be friendly and stay out of trouble. It could have been before your mother was always kind and you did your best to follow in her footsteps. It often meant putting the needs of others before your own, but it never bothered you.

Until tonight.

Until you saw the ring on Beth's finger.

Beth, the girl who flashed boys from her sorority house window and blew off studying. The same girl who cried with you on the anniversary of your mom's death. She was going to marry your dad.

A slow moving storm began to swirl in your mind. You managed to hear your dad say that they began seeing each other the night of graduation and promised it wasn't sooner. It explained why Beth had blown you off all that time. They were trying to figure out how to tell you, but all they did was lie.

Outrage was a foreign feeling to you and you didn't know how to channel it. Were you supposed to scream? Cry? All you knew was that it clawed at your insides until it broke free.

Whatever you yelled was enough to make your dad step back in shock and Beth grab your arm to drag you outside. The porch light illuminated her enough to see the anger etched on her face. You didn't even recognize her.

"What the fuck? You've been fucking my dad?!" you yelled, snatching your arm back from her.

"Yeah, I'm fucking your dad!" she yelled back.

"How did this even happen?!" you demanded to know, immediately regretting asking a second later.

"After your graduation dinner, we were drinking and I said I always thought he was hot and-"

"God, stop!" you shrieked, covering your ears until her mouth stopped moving. "So, you two have been sneaking around behind my back and lying to me for months?!"

"We had to because we knew you'd lose your shit! I knew you wouldn’t be mature about this!"

You trembled as you took a step back. You weren't used to yelling or being yelled at. There were times that you and Beth bickered, but it was nothing like this.

And, of course, you'd lose your shit. What did she honestly expect? Was she the real reason your dad began to take better care of himself over the years?

"Why?" You asked almost timidly, a contrast to how you shouted moments ago. "I don't want to sound cliché, but you can have anyone you want. Why him?"

"Because I want him," she said unapologetically.

Beth, in the time you knew her, was never afraid to go after what or who she wanted. She also went all in with guys. She didn't believe in doing it half-ass. But your dad was far from her type, the opposite of the fuckboys she typically dated.

"My dad isn't one of those stupid boys who does lines of coke off your ass. He's a good man."

"I know he's a good man. That's why I'm marrying him," she snapped, holding up her hand for you to see the ring again. It was beautiful. If you had to guess, it was also expensive. "We just want your support."

You wondered what it would be like at times to have a stepmom. Whenever you envisioned it, your best friend never came to mind. Your dad had to be going through a midlife crisis. God, what would your mom say if she was alive? What did Bucky have to say?

"You're half his age!" you argued, the anger starting to surface again as you stepped forward and smacked her hand away. "What do you two possibly have in common?"

"A lot, actually," she said, clutching her hand against her chest. "You never had a problem with your dad and I hanging out in all the years we've been friends. And you wouldn't give a shit about his age if this was any other guy."

"But this isn't just any guy! This is my dad!" you argued, pleading with her to understand as your vision blurred. Didn’t she realize how awkward it was? What if they ended things? "And you're my best friend."

Beth bit her lip at the sight of your tears. "Your dad and I care about each other, okay? We deserve to be happy. And I care about you, too, but I'm not letting him go. I refuse to be like you."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" you demanded when you watched the sympathy leave her eyes.

When backed into a corner, Beth lashed out like an animal. Anyone who got too close got hurt. Unlucky for you, you knew you were about to be on the receiving end of her wrath.

"You spent all four years of college studying and being nice instead of living. You only had fun when I made it happen. You hardly dated. You're lucky you even got laid at all," she said, digging into your insecurities. It was tough for guys to look at you when Beth stood beside you. It made you wonder how long she felt this way about you. "Deep down, you’re just a fucking coward. Unlike you, I have the balls to go after what I want, so that's what I did. You should find a pair and do the same."

Your hand connected with Beth's cheek before you could stop yourself. Like a scene out of a movie, your dad opened the door in time for him to witness the slap. But it wasn't his hand that gripped your shoulder to pull you away.

It was Bucky’s.

Your hand stung as Beth dissolved into tears in your dad's arms. He looked disappointed in you and said as much as you tried to say something. You waited for Bucky to snap at you for hitting his daughter, but he stayed eerily silent as he looked at your hand.

Did he hate you now?

"I'm sorry," you whispered, pulling away before he could say a word.

You ducked inside long enough to grab your purse and take off before any of them could stop you. It was a coward's way out. Maybe Beth was right about you, after all.

"You didn't cause a scene," Bucky said, ordering you both another drink. "That being said, I didn't hear most of the argument, but I did see you hit Beth."

You winced a little and rubbed your palm against your thigh. It was the first time you ever hit someone. "I'm sorry for slapping her."

"Don't be. She deserved it," he said under his breath.

You didn't expect him to say that.

"Your dad is worried, you know," he said, surprising you again. "Said you aren't answering his calls."

"No, I'm not. I don't know what to say to him," you admitted, finally taking out your phone to glance at it. You had missed calls and texts from your dad and Beth, but you refused to listen to the voicemails or look at the messages. "I don't get it."

"What do you not get?" He asked curiously when you finally took your drink.

"Them," you said, allowing the alcohol to burn your throat again. "I don't get them together. Beth isn't. Well, she's not…"

"Your mother?" he guessed.

You looked in your lap with a sigh.

"No, she isn't, but maybe that isn't a bad thing. She won't try to be your mom. Just a partner to your dad," he said. Was your dad someone who could ground her? Was she someone who could make him feel younger? "They're consenting adults. And your dad is lonely. Has been for years."

It sounded like he was trying to placate you, but something in his voice kept you from calling him out. You knew your dad was lonely. Beth said something similar about Bucky.

"I think Beth is bringing him out of his shell," Bucky gently added.

“I wouldn’t know. I’ve hardly seen them in months,” you mumbled.

“They should’ve made time for you,” he said, putting his hand over yours. You didn’t dwell on how nice his touch felt since he pulled away just as quickly. “I should have, too. I’ve missed seeing you around the place.”

It wasn’t his job to make time for you.

“You’ve missed me?” you questioned, warmth spreading in your face as he smiled. It was nice to hear that. “I’ve missed you, too.”

“Though I have a feeling you won't want to stop by as much now to see me.”

"If I don't, it has nothing to do with you," you said.

"Sure," he smiled a little.

You examined him with a critical eye, trying to decipher what was going on in his head. Wouldn't it be awkward for him, too? Where was his anger at the situation? Was he hiding it?

"Why are you not upset? She's your daughter."

He gave you a wistful smile and had his drink. A drop of liquid stayed on his lip and you were tempted to wipe it away. Or lick it away. You couldn't act on those urges, especially after the way you went off on Beth. It would be hypocritical.

"Just because I’m not letting it show doesn’t mean I’m not upset. Truth is, I can’t control what Beth does. She stopped listening to me a long time ago. And if I tried to force her to let Dave go, it would make her want him more," he explained, his jaw twitching. "I had a few choice words for him since he kept it from you."

"Wait," you swung in your chair and almost landed in his lap. His hands gripped your arms to steady you, but he didn't let go. "Because he kept it from me? Not you?"

Bucky gave you a single nod, making your heart crack.

"So you knew?" you asked, sadness bubbling up this time instead of anger.

"I did. I’m sorry."

Why would they tell Bucky and not you? Did they expect him to be more mature? Was he the lesser of the two evils or worse?

“How long have you known?” you asked, moving off the stool with his help. “Why didn’t you say anything to me?”

“I’ve only known about their relationship for a couple of weeks,” he answered, trying to stop you when you put your phone in your bag. No wonder he wasn’t as upset. He had time to process the news. “Look, it wasn’t my place. You had enough on your mind with job interviews and I was-”

“You were what? Trying to protect me?”

“In a way, yeah,” he said, making you take a step back when he stood up. “I know how my daughter can be, but I didn’t expect them to pick your celebration dinner to tell you.”

“Tonight wasn’t about me,” you said with a bitter laugh. “It was never meant to be about me.”

Age gap and weirdness aside, you didn't want to say out loud that you felt pushed out. Your dad and Beth would be wrapped up in each other from now on. They already were. How would Beth be able to talk to you about romantic issues when those very issues involved your dad? Would your father make time for you? What if they decided to have a kid?

Were you wrong for thinking of yourself instead of being happy for them?

“Come here,” he whispered, embracing you in a comforting hug.

You were close to bursting into tears, shutting your eyes to keep them at bay. What were you supposed to do with the emotions you were feeling? And why did it feel so good to be in his arms?

“I don’t want to be mad at him,” you whispered.

“You won’t be mad at him forever. He’s your father,” he said, leaning in close so his lips brushed your ear. “But he isn’t your daddy, is he?”

Your eyes slowly opened at his words.

“You want me to be your daddy?”

You nearly stumbled back, your eyes wide as you looked at him. There was no playfulness in his gaze. Nothing to give away that it was a joke. You heard him wrong or imagined that because there was no way he would ask you that. Maybe those couple of shots got to you quicker than you thought.

“What did you say?” you asked.

“You heard what I said,” he said evenly.

You laughed as you backed away more. It had to be a joke and you weren’t in the mood for games. So why wasn’t he laughing with you?

“Whatever that was, I-I can’t process this right now. I need air. I need to go home.”

“You’ve been drinking,” Bucky pointed out as you began to walk to the side door. “I can take you. Let me take care of you.

“You’ve been drinking, too,” you said over your shoulder. “I’ll call a cab.”

“Wait!”

You pushed the door open and welcomed the cool air as you walked down the alley. It didn’t bother you since the alcohol warmed you a bit. It was dark, except for the glow of the neon lights. The perfect cover to hide your oncoming tears.

You turned around when you heard footsteps behind you, but didn’t speak when you saw Bucky a few feet away. What would you say to him? It was difficult to think with him watching you, the air thick with tension. The longer his gaze lingered on you, the harder it was to breathe. If he noticed your hand shaking when you wiped at your eyes, he didn't point it out.

Such a gentleman.

"You're not going home until you talk to me," he said, taking another step toward you.

"You can't keep me out here all night. There. I spoke to you."

"That isn't what I meant and you know it. You're pissed about everything, I get it, but don't act like I'm the bad guy here."

"You're not the good guy either," you snapped, pointing back at the bar. “What the hell was that in there? Asking to be my daddy?”

“You know how relieved Dave was that I didn’t beat the shit out of him over Beth? Or that I didn’t push him away as a friend? You know why I didn’t?” he asked, avoiding your question. “Because I’d be a fucking hypocrite.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’ve wanted you since I walked into your dorm room your freshman year.”

The air rushed out of your lungs. A man who is practically sex on legs wanted you. Someone off limits and you could never have.

“Beth never wanted a stepmom and the women I dated didn’t want a bratty daughter. I almost gave up on dating and then I saw you. You were right in front of me and I couldn’t have you because you were half my age and living with my daughter,” he explained.

You thought back over the years, searching for signs in the memories that he wanted you. The late, quiet nights together. His interests in your studies. How he used to joke with your dad that the reason you didn’t date much was because the boys weren’t good enough for you.

“Been almost five years and I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve tried to be good. What’s stopping us now?”

“I. That’s not. We.” Why couldn’t you form a coherent sentence? “You’re a good man and a good looking man, but you’re Beth’s dad.”

Bucky’s bitter laugh chilled you more than the cool air.

“So, you’re going to pretend that you don’t want me? That you haven’t wanted me all these years and I’ve just imagined the looks and want between us?” he demanded, every bit the confident man you grew used to seeing. “Say you don’t want me and we’ll forget this whole thing.”

You couldn’t say that.

“Say I do want you,” you said carefully. “We just can’t.”

You backed up when he strode forward and wrapped his hand around your wrist. The touch was gentler than you expected as he turned and backed you against the wall, your bag unceremoniously falling to the ground. You were forced to look at him when he gripped your chin, pressing his body closer to yours. His eyes flickered between your gaze and trembling mouth and you wondered if he heard how fast your heart pounded.

Were his eyes always such a dark shade of blue or did you ignore the lust hidden beneath the surface?

"Why can’t we, hmm?" he asked, firmly keeping your head in place when you tried to avert your gaze. "Is it because you’re scared? You don’t have to be.”

You were scared as hell. Bucky is a man. Experienced.

"Aren't you tired of being good? I know I am."

You thought back to Beth’s previous words. How she had the balls to go after what she wanted and you needed to do the same. What better time to start than now?

You pressed your lips against his and it didn’t take him long for his tongue to slip in, tasting the whiskey as he devoured you. He moaned when your hands moved down his torso, allowing you to divulge in the thing you both denied yourselves. Some twisted part of you mourned what you could’ve had for months had you simply stopped being a good girl.

Were you truly good to begin with?

The line of his hard cock pressed against you as he rocked his hips and kissed down your neck. “This isn’t how I pictured it, but I can’t fucking wait.”

“How did you picture it?” you whimpered, rolling your hips back against his.

“I’d rather show you later,” he whispered, lightly biting down. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but enough that pain and pleasure lingered. “You have no idea what I’m going to do to you.”

He moved away enough to push your dress up around your hips, shocking you when he tore your panties off. Tucking the ruined fabric into his pants pocket, he slipped his hand back between your thighs. His fingers were cool against your slick folds and you shamelessly writhed, needing everything he was willing to give you.

“Did you touch yourself at night wishing I’d show up and fuck your pretty pussy until you cried for me? Hmm?” He said, kissing you again as you whined. The light scratch of his beard made you shiver as he nipped your bottom lip. “Tell me you want my cock.”

Your head spun at his demand. You weren’t a virgin, but the guys you had been with before weren’t big on dirty talk. Unless they talked about how amazing their cocks were.

They weren’t.

“I want your cock,” you whined against his lips, desperate for him.

You wanted him to fill you up until you were sore, aching, and forgot why you were so upset in the first place.

“I’ll give it to you,” he promised.

Your fingers twisted in his shirt when he slid his fingers into your wet slit. You couldn’t recall a time in your life you felt this hot and slick. And feeling one finger push inside, you were sure this was nothing more than an erotic, dirty dream.

“Fuck, you’re tight. And you’re gonna let me fuck you against this wall, aren’t you?” he asked as you nodded. “Dirty girl. My dirty girl now.”

His finger twisted as he added another and you nearly smacked your head against the wall, but his other hand came up to soften the blow. “Bucky,” you gasped.

“I don’t know if you really want my cock,” he teased, moving his long fingers deep. “Might need to hear it one more time.”

As if you weren’t practically riding the thick digits at this point and moaning in the dark alleyway, he really needed to hear you say it again? The squelching sound of your pussy wasn’t loud enough? But your body liked his teasing. Loved his demands.

“Please, I need your cock. Please, Bucky. Please.” you begged, almost sobbing when he took his fingers out.

“But you said we can't do this. Isn't that what you said?” he asked.

When you opened your mouth to answer, he pushed his wet fingers inside.

“Taste yourself and try to say you don't want me. I dare you,” he whispered, wiping some of the bittersweet juices on your tongue. His fingers slipped free as you gaped at him, watching as he licked the remainder with a groan. “Even sweeter than I imagined.”

The sound of him unbuckling his belt snapped you out of your stupor. “Bucky, I’m-”

“On the pill and clean. I know,” he cut you off as he took his cock out and stroked himself. “I need to fill you up, pretty girl. Need to make you mine, the way I should’ve a long time ago.”

You struggled to keep yourself upright as he guided himself between your legs, holding your hip steady when he pushed the head in. You weren’t nearly stretched enough to take him, but your greedy pussy didn’t care as he slipped in inch by inch. You moaned as he kept pushing until he was fully sheathed inside you. You had never felt so full and likely never would again.

“Fuck,” he groaned, pressing his forehead against yours as your walls pulsed around him.

In the dark place in the back of your mind you kept locked away, you wondered how he looked and sounded when he was pleased. If he gasped when he came or if his eyes rolled back. You were going to find out though, weren’t you?

You cried out when he thrust, one hand moving up to grip his hair. The quick, hard motions felt as desperate as you did inside. You didn’t care if it was fast or dirty. You were tired of being clean. This wasn’t tender or making love. It wasn’t soft touches and kisses to your breasts or slowly building you up.

It was Bucky Barnes fucking you against an alley wall.

“Fuck, are you always this wet or is it just for me?” he asked in awe, pulling one of your legs around his hip to shove his cock in deeper. “Do I have to chase anyone else off?”

You didn’t hear the words as you cried out. It felt so good to be taken like this. The rage, hurt, confusion, all of it molded into ecstasy. You never wanted it to end.

A light smack to your thigh pulled you back to the present.

“Tell. Me. You’re. Mine.” The gravel in his voice grew with each punctuated thrust.

“I’m yours,” you moaned, helpless to the onslaught and uncaring of the implication in the moment.

Your response encouraged him to move faster, kissing you deeply with a groan. His thrusts became almost punishing, like he had to feel you let go so he could come. It wouldn’t take much more with your orgasm building the way it was. You’d be surprised if his cock wasn’t coated in your wetness once you came.

“I-I’m gonna…” you trailed off.

“I know, pretty girl,” he grunted, gripping your chin again. “Be good and come for Daddy.”

Your body seized up before you exploded with pleasure. You struggled to hold yourself up as you trembled with bliss, your vision going white from the intensity. It was so much at once and you thought you might sob from how good it felt.

“Good girl. My good fucking girl,” he encouraged as he fucked you through it, the obscene sounds drowning out your whimpers. He tipped over the edge after a few more thrusts, coating your wet walls. “Fuck, take it.”

He managed to hold you up as he finished, panting as his head fell back. Your grip on his jacket loosened as the reality of the situation sank in, like a bucket of cold water being washed over you. Why did pleasure have to be short lived?

You fucked Bucky. You let Bucky fuck you. How could you cross that line? Just because Beth and your dad had done so, why did you think you could?

God, what were you going to tell them? That you were the biggest hypocrite alive? That you were no better than they were?

What goes around, comes around.

“Hey,” he whispered when he lifted his head, both of you still breathing heavily. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”

“It’s not okay,” you whispered as he pulled out of you, your mixed release dripping down your thighs. You covered your face as he fixed your dress and himself. “Oh, my god.”

You flinched and dropped your hands when he pulled you away from the wall. His expression was unreadable as he shrugged his jacket off and slipped it over your shoulders. “It’s okay,” he said again.

“W-We can’t do that again,” you whispered as he bent down to retrieve your bag.

"Why not?" he asked, picking up some of the contents that fell out before he stood up.

"Because we can't," you said with no strength behind your words.

“We’re doing this again. You can’t avoid me or this,” he said, pointing between the two of you.

“Your daughter is marrying my dad. This whole thing is fucked up and-”

“And I said I'm tired of being good. I’m fucking tired of denying myself the chance to be happy,” he said firmly as he got in your face. “So are you. I know it."

You pulled the jacket tighter around you, not backing away as he stared at you. Did you shake from the sudden cold, your orgasm, or from the thought that he wasn’t about to let you go?

His gaze softened before he kissed your forehead. “Let’s get a cab and I’ll take you home. We can talk about it once you’ve rested.”

You let him take your hand, your feet moving on their own accord to follow him to the end of the alley. “I can get home on my own.”

You needed to be alone so you could figure out what to do about everything.

“You said you’re mine, didn’t you?” he said, smiling when you stopped. “And what kind of Daddy would I be if I didn’t take care of you?”

Would love to explore more of this new pairing. 😏 Love and thanks for reading! 💙

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Did you hear me cheering on Winnie? I swear I cheered her on so loudly the whole world could hear me. She is SO right in everything she says right there and she really put my anger towards Bucky into words. I understand where he came from back then but damn was it a stupid decision!

Also right there in the beginning the only words I have for her is “you tell him girl!” I mean finally she knows that he knew and I probably wouldn’t even have been able to stay in the same room as him in that instance so probs to her for doing so. But honestly I’m looking forward to her telling him off in the future. At least a bit. Because he freaking deserves it for putting her into this place 🙈 and no one will ever tell me otherwise.

Now Natasha and Sam are finally at least a little bit cleared in her book. Because at least she knows now that it wasn’t necessarily their choice. (Yes I know everyone has a choice and you never have to leave someone behind because someone else says so but let’s be real here for a second: at 19 and already involved with the family, you have a limited choice at best)

Steve on the other hand is in another boat altogether and that will hurt her like hell as well.

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[…] everything had in fact gone to hell in a fucking picnic basket

Had me in stitches. It sounds so funny and it’s a very apt and straightforward way of describing the whole situation and I just love it 😂😍😂

Also I can’t wait to read her conditions 🙊 the anticipation is killing me and I don’t know if I will have time today…and I hate it right know because I just wanna know what her conditions are and gaaahhh

I just really love reading your story 💚

Everything the Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Eight

Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader

chapter warnings: angst, language, 

a/n: surprise friends! three ETLT updates in one week, three fic updates in general today! work was closed today because of the hurricane so. got to get a little writing done. hope y’all enjoy this chapter! 

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All was silent, eerily so, as George’s offer hung in the air of the conference room. It was you who broke it.

“I’m sorry…you’re saying that the only way you can prevent my arranged marriage to a sexist, potentially abusive and downright DANGEROUS asshole…is to arrange ANOTHER marriage to the egotistical, ALSO DANGEROUS one who didn’t have the guts to talk to me in the first place? The man who LEFT me and forced all my friends to the same!?” Your voice rose with each word, anger lacing your tone and causing Bucky to wince as if you’d physically burned him. Your words had though, you were completely right and Bucky knew it. Especially now that you’d been forced to prove that you weren’t involved in your parents’ scheme whatsoever. A part of him knew now that an apology now would be a little too late.

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Dadadadaaa 🙊 this is just getting better and better.

So I don’t know what to say to pretty much the first half of this (the Pierce party to be specific) because at one hand I want to scream at them all, hurt them all and do unspeakable things to these vile people that call themselves her parents and the whole Pierce family and on the other hand I don’t even want to tough it with a pole alas I will erupt all over them. I mean…obviously you read it as you wrote it but have you read what these people did to her and the way they treated her especially at that party?

That being said and laid to rest for now (not to fester inside me) I really hope that George will have a few words of choice with Bucky because of this. And I for one would like to see Natasha have a go at Bucky as well. Also I feel like Steve will have some words for Bucky in private as well 🤭

And that cliffhanger right there? I can’t wait to see how she reacts to that because that is just next level. But to be honest in this situation I would still rather marry Bucky and be protected even though he send me through hell than not be protected and risking being kidnapped by Pierce and married to Liam Stinson 🙈

Everything the Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Seven

Mafia!Bucky x F!Reader

chapter warnings: language, threats of sexual violence, non-con touching, angst

a/n: surprise shawty! told y’all you wouldnt have to wait as long for this chapter! hope the follow up here makes up for it. just a heads up, it’ll probably be Sunday before I update again, but you get two updates this week! yay! thanks again for reading, please forgive any spelling/grammar mistakes, and let me know if you’d like to be added to the taglist! (p.s. this chapter is almost 4k words friends, buckle in. it gets…to be a lot)

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A whole month going on dates with Liam Stinson was…a lot. Not that he was so bad, just there never seemed to be a chance to fully take a breath. He took you out at least twice a week to dinners, to the movies, to his parents’ house. Hell your own parents even invited the two of you to dinner at their place a couple of times. You knew why you were going on so many dates with Liam. A little piece of your brain was telling you that word would make it back to Bucky that you’d been going on dates with Liam and there was nothing he could do to stop it. 

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Aaaaahhhhh the anticipation is killing me!!! Either Liam did something of monstrous stupidity, something horribly monstrous or her parents told her the truth about her role. All of it is a totally valid option and I actually kinda don‘t wanna know which one it is 🙈 and at the same time I really do wanna know which one it is 😄

But starting from the top can I just say that I freaking love George? He really made me snicker when he was all innocent and smiles not knowing what Bucky or Tony is talking about but at the same time having kept tabs on her and totally talking Tony into bringing her back so that she and Bucky can be happy again eventually - like waaaaaay down the road 🙈

Also Tony is soooo amazing 😂 I feel like you really captured the spirit of him and how he talkest and often just disregards any respect and all that. It’s amazing 🥰

Now Bucky on the other hand…he’s back in the “I wanna slap him silly”-boat with me. I still totally love him for rescuing her but in every other freaking aspect and instance in this chapter I just wanna slap him around the head (except him beating this other guy up but even then a little bit) and ask him where the actually hell his brain went and if it enjoys it’s vacation since it’s clearly not in his head thinking for him. Gaaah! Also Tony calling him the Megalodon had me laughing out loud for a whole minute 😂😂

Everything the Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Six

Mafia!Bucky x F!Reader

chapter warnings: language, violence (it’s a mob fic), alcohol usage

a/n: hi folks! i’m back! so sorry there’s been like a week between the last few chapters, work has been insane but i FINALLY have an actual weekend this week! so! hope you enjoy this chapter, and i’m glad y’all are enjoying the fic so far! 

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“One of our suppliers has moved a little closer to home so we’ll be able to do work more directly with them, James I want you to be in charge of that piece,” George spoke directly to Bucky, who nodded in agreement. The weekly meeting of Barnes Inc. felt a little different this week after seeing you for the first time in so long. Seeing you at The Underworld, running into you on a date with Liam Stinson while at dinner with his parents, they all put Bucky in a downright weird mood. He’d been paying less attention at this meeting than he should’ve been but he couldn’t help it. Having you back in New York, and playing into the plans your parents had laid out for you, had Bucky’s mind reeling and his stomach rolling. 

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Uh oh I feel like I watch a train wreck waiting to happen with this whole Liam situation. I mean I probably will know more when I read all the other chapters but OMG when has doing something just to spite someone else ever worked out for someone? That has disaster waiting to happen written all over it 🙈🙈

On a brighter note: The way Bucky rescues her from a situation she doesn‘t want to be in even though he seemingly doesn‘t like her anymore is just simply swoon-worthy. And it kinda redeems him a little more in my eyes. (He already got himself out of trouble with me after reading the whole ordeal with her parents in the last chapter)

And the story how she met Steve and Bucky is just the cutest. Even though I really don‘t like Liam. The two boys rescuing her is just plain cute 🥰

Liam being a bully isn’t surprising in the slightest and the way he is fishing for information about the Barnes just makes me want to hurt him.

I’m gonna move on to the next chapter now 🙈

Everything the Light Touches (18+) - Chapter Five

Mafia!Bucky x F!Reader

warning: language, angst (sorry yall but i promise the smut is coming, it’s just a slow burn besties)

a/n: the response from the last chapter has been AMAZING! I’m so glad y’all are enjoying this fic, I’m enjoying writing it! If you read “Love at First Grade” as it came out and you’re reading “Everything the Light Touches” now, you’re probably noticing that I’m not posting as fast and I feel like that’s just because I want to make this story last a little longer than my last. So. hope that’s okay, hope you enjoy! 

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The date with Liam rolled around faster than you expected. As you sat in front of your vanity, fixing your hair and your makeup and wearing one of your nicest dresses, a part of you couldn’t believe that you’d only been back in the city for 72 hours and already your mother had successfully set you up on a date. Liam had texted you this morning, Marsha must’ve relayed the news to him because you’d promptly discarded the contacts of everyone of your hometown acquaintances when you left for California a decade ago, and told you that he’d be at your apartment to pick you up around seven and to ‘wear something pretty.’ The semi-demand put you off almost immediately and had you dreading the date all day. 

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This warms my heart from so deep within I just can‘t 🥰 it‘s soo perfect and bittersweet and everything in between 🥹

Just how anxious it is in the beginning there and the reality of them having to hide because they can’t be seen together or her mother will flip is so heartbreaking 💔

But them telling each other how much they long to be together is 🥹🫠

Also Pepper being pregnant makes me smile ☺️ I am so happy that tony is going to be a dad in this au even though we haven’t really heard of him 😄

saw this and you can imagine my first thought… all those corners and pillars to hide behind with Duke Bucky 🤭

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Duke!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Drabble Summary: You and Bucky manage to steal a moment alone together.

Warnings: strictly 18+ due to the AU, it’s set in a different AU to the show so there aren’t direct spoilers for either season, historical inaccuracy, just fluff

Word count: 1.0k

A/N: this is set within the time jump in part 2 but it’s really just a fluffy moment that can be read on its own. Banners by @maysdigitalarts, dividers by @firefly-graphics and moodboards by me

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The grand, wooden clock in the entrance hall chimed loudly to signify the top of the hour had arrived.

With each resounding tick of the hand your anxiety continued to balloon in your chest. Carol had planned to meet you on the hour to deliver the most recent letter from Bucky, but she was yet to make her appearance.

Tapping your foot impatiently on the hardwood floor, your mind floated to the reasons as to why Carol had not shown on time and thinking of the worst circumstances which could have led to her being delayed.

Did Bucky not want to continue exchanging letters with you?

Had he been caught by your mother? Or perhaps one of Lady Whistledown’s spies?

Once you had been waiting ten minutes past the time previously agreed upon, and your anxiety at being discovered away from the ball peaked, you decided lingering any longer would be futile and you should rejoin the party.

However, it was at that exact moment in which you heard footsteps approaching the secluded corner of the entrance hall you were hiding in. In that instant your mind could not decide if you should be excited that Carol had finally managed to slip away from the ball or nervous that you had been found by a member of the court.

Bracing yourself for the worst, you waited with bated breath to see if the individual would uncover your hiding place.

It wasn’t Carol who ended up rounding the corner, in fact, it was the person you least expected to see away from the ball.

It was none other than your tall, handsome Duke, donning a dark blue jacket that made his eyes shine like sapphires and his characteristic lopsided smile that gave life to the butterflies in your stomach.

“Your Grace, what are you doing here?” You asked in surprise and panic, looking around the hall to ensure you were alone.

“Here to see you, of course.” James did not look at all concerned about being caught interacting with you as he gently took hold of your hand and placed a sweet, devoted kiss to your knuckles. “And to deliver this in person.” He added, pulling out a folded piece of paper from the inner pocket of his jacket.

“Someone could see us!” You hastily mentioned under your breath, pulling him into your hiding place between two ornamental columns, where your bodies were forced to be pressed together.

Being found in this position with a man, let alone someone of Bucky’s reputation, would wreck your own, yet you had no inclination to put any space between you when his touch set both your skin and soul on fire.

“Lady Pepper Stark just announced she is pregnant, everyone is far too preoccupied to notice my absence for a few minutes.” He smirked, his gloved hands finding a place on your hips in the confined space. “Besides, I needed to see you.”

“I wish we did not have to hide. There is nothing I want more than to walk into a ball beside you and to dance the night away in your arms.” Bucky looked incredulous that anyone could ever want that with him, and in that moment you made a promise to yourself that you would not stop until he learnt he was deserving of being loved and cared for.

“That is all I want as well.”

“We will find a way.” You assured, moving your hands up to rest on his broad chest.

“How can you be so certain? Your mother will never approve of me.” You could hear the doubt wavering in his voice. You wanted to say love will always find a way, because you truly believed your devotion towards him could conquer anything, even your mother’s disapproval, however, you could not find the courage within you to use the word love.

“I choose to believe my dreams can come true, and you, James Barnes, are my dream.”

If you thought Bucky looked emotional before, it was nothing in comparison to now, his bright blue eyes brimming with tears.

“You consume my entire being, all my dreams and all my waking thoughts.” His eyes flitted down to your lips then back to your eyes. He inched his face closer to your own, your eyes fluttering shut in expectation that you would get to experience a long awaited kiss.

A thud of a heavy door near your hiding spot interrupted your intimate moment. The realisation your brief rendezvous was coming to an end made your heart feel heavy in your chest as Bucky pulled back ever so slightly.

“I do not want to leave you.” Bucky stated, caressing your cheek and searching your face like he was attempting to memorise every detail, unknowing when you would have the opportunity to be this close again.

“I do not wish for you to leave.” You brought your own hand up to encase his, in an attempt to anchor him to you. “I crave spending every moment with you.”

“Me too. Until we meet again.” With a remorseful smile, a lingering kiss to your forehead and a muttered apology against your skin, Bucky handed you his letter before backing away to rejoin the ball.

Clutching the parchment next to your heart and closing your eyes for a moment, you tried your best to savour the fleeting feeling of Bucky’s soft lips on your forehead and the blooming affection which always erupted in your chest when you were in his presence.

With a deep breath, you unfolded the piece of paper, smiling as you recognised his slightly disordered handwriting addressing you as my beloved.

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