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⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✰ Biker!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ✰ Description of violence and blood, light angst, implied spice, fluff

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ✰ I'm creating an AU bible and what better way to plan it out than to muck around with an alphabet — I found this template here.

𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

In literally every single way he can show affection, you can bet he would.

You’re having a bad day because of work and you’re exhausted? Bucky is the one to forcefully close your laptop and scoot in behind you to rub the sore muscles in your neck and back, all the while ignoring your half-hearted protests. “Buck, I have to get this done.”

“No you damn well fuckin’ don’t, sweetheart. No woman of mine will ever work herself to the bone for an ungrateful bastard of a boss.” You could feel the pressure lift from your tense shoulders as he continued to work through the knotted muscle, and you started to slump in his hold. “That’s it, doll, just relax for me.”

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

‘When you find both friendship and love in the same person’ is applicable for the two of you - after that first ride you became inseparable from one another and it evolved from there. Bucky became the one you would go to first to celebrate with if you got good news, and he was the first to know of any bad news or trouble you found yourself in.

He always, always, put you first; if he was working on his bike in the garage, he’d pack away his tools and hold you in his lap so he could listen to you. If you burst through the clubhouse doors cheering and hollering, he was the first to break out the good whiskey so the two of you (and the others, of course) could party and celebrate.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

You discovered even before dating Bucky that he was a cuddler.

As ‘friends’, Bucky would pull you towards him to sit in his lap while lounging on a stool or recliner in the bar while either Thor or Steve regaled the group with an exaggerated drunken tale. You always ignored the way Nat would watch the two of you with a pointed stare and raised brow.

Once you became a couple you learnt that Bucky preferred to be the big spoon - often pulling your back into his chest and just holding you there with his strong arms while you watched movies in the living room together or hung out in the clubhouse with the guys.

There were, however, occasions when he wanted to be held, and of course, you obliged. Bucky would crawl up the bed with little preamble so he could rest his head on your chest or in the crook of your neck so you could hold him close and rub circles on the muscled plains of his shoulders and back.

On the more pain-stricken days when Bucky’s shoulder wouldn’t cooperate, you would either push him onto the couch or the bed and sit behind him to knead your fingertips into the taut muscle and fraying nerves of his left side. You could swear you’d hear the man purr contentedly after you finished working over a particularly tender spot.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Eventually, yes. Bucky does want to settle down, especially with you, but he will only do so if you want to.

Bucky is the definition of a hardworking house husband. From his time in the military he learnt to keep his space spotless and free of clutter, naturally that translated to his everyday life and he would often take charge on domestic duties - which you often happily let him, especially when he did any household chore in those sweatpants and his hair tied back out of his eyes.

As a reward, you’d cook up one hell of a (mostly uncharred) feast for dinner, but he’d only eat it if you promised to be his dessert.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Bucky wouldn’t. He swore there was no one else on this planet that was right for him except for you.

However, there was a brief time during the first few weeks of your relationship with him that it grew almost too tense to bear - they had landed in hot water with the local PD, and the sneers of the townsfolk as you walked down the streets or through the shops and cafes pushed you to your breaking point. After an intervention by Nat, bless her soul, you both sat down and talked about everything.

Now the two of you had a much clearer understanding of each other's limits, and Bucky kept his word to stay out of trouble, mostly.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He’s as committed as it gets. You had no particularly strong pull to the idea of marriage, or whether you truly wanted it, but as a hopeful man - he would of course begin sussing and searching for the perfect ring, with the help of Carol and Nat.

Ever the gentleman, however, Bucky makes no plan to move or act on an impulse, no matter how bad he wants you. It is your call on how fast or slow this relationship builds or which direction it evolved in.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

At first, Bucky had treated you like glass. It drove you mad. The brutality of his way of life made him determined to ensure you would never experience an ounce of roughness, but after yet another talk with him he learnt that it was a ridiculous expectation to maintain. Ever since that discussion, he was still gentle in every sense of the word, but he wouldn’t lose a bullet or bloody a set of brass knuckles over friendly banter or playful shove from any of your friends.

Emotionally, however, was a whole other ball game. Considering Bucky’s way of life, it was a shock to find that he was in fact one of the most sensitive people you had ever come across, and it was a blessing (if you didn’t pay attention to how oblivious he was at times, but that’s okay, because he’s your idiot).

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Bucky’s hugs are literally the definition of home for you, just with a heart beat, piercing blue eyes, and a smile that makes you swoon.

He takes every opportunity he can to wrap his arms around you or get you to wrap yours around him, while in company or not.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Much to your surprise, Bucky was the first to say it, and it was relatively early on.

The first time Bucky had stayed in your home and away from the safety of his room in the clubhouse had been a tense experience, but ever the compassionate and caring person you were, you eased him into it with reassuring words and careful touches. It had struck midnight and neither of you had fallen asleep. While you watched a movie in bed cuddled up to his chest, he blurted it out.

Bucky’s entire body had gone tense and coiled like a spring and ready to run at any second from what he thought was an inevitable rejection.

When you muttered back ‘I love you, too’ into his collarbone you could feel the tension literally disappear from his body with a relieved sigh, and he held you tighter in his arms. You didn’t complain.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

It was well known amongst the club even before you came along that Bucky was a jealous and possessive man, but he never admitted out loud. You had noticed it when you had taken Bucky shopping. The leer the young cashier watched you with made Bucky’s jaw clench and his expression to turn stony and his normally cerulean blue irises darkened to a stormy grey as he stared - no, death glared - back.

When the two of you had turned to exit, Bucky draped his arm around your waist and rested his hand over your ass, while with the other hand adjusted his kutte to show the handgun hidden in the back of his jeans.

You missed the look of pure fear on the young man’s face as Bucky steered you back to his bike, his hand still resting on your ass as he looked over his shoulder as you exited the doors to grin wolfishly. It was not a surprise that you never saw that cashier again.

Hell, if he wasn’t in his home town he would have probably not resisted the urge to shoot the stupid fool from point blank range. He knew it wasn’t a good trait to possess, and gratefully, after you had a very stern talking to him after an incident at a bike meet he took you to, he settled down.

It wasn’t his fault that he got his back up when anyone looked at you with any pique of interest, you were his, and he was yours.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

It all depended on the mood, so to speak. If it was what Sam would call a ‘lovey-dovey’ kiss (he swears his arm still hurt from when you slapped him) it would be a gentle, yet firm press of his lips to your own, or your forehead.

The more heated kisses the two of you shared started gentle but turned heated quickly and the two of you fought for dominance - which you would proudly say you won, most of the time. Bucky loved to kiss you wherever he could, let’s be honest, but when he found that spot by your ear and along the column of your throat, he could not get enough of the small whimpers you failed to suppress.

Bucky’s a traditionalist, ‘old fashioned’ as Steve would say, so he could never stop the smile that bloomed when you kissed him on the cheek or placed a peck on his lips. His weakness, however, was a surprise that you discovered one night when the two of you bunked in the clubhouse rooms after drinking just a bit too much; his shoulder, just by the crook of his neck, or along the lighter scarring of his left.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Bucky had always been good with kids, you knew that from your first ever encounter with him.

When the two of you ran errands together on his Indian and you encountered a group of kids out the front of the store you would tell him to stay; “those kids might take your bike, Buck!” He’d roll his eyes and sit back down on his bike dramatically and watch you enter the store.

Low and behold, when you exited the store with an arm full of groceries, Bucky would be standing next to his Indian with a blazing smile, watching with pride as the group of kids clambered to sit in the curved leather seat and attempt to hold the handlebars. Once the taller ones of the group finally had their fill of fun, you watched as Bucky beckoned the smallest of them over with a kind smile. “I’ll help ya, little fella.”

You wouldn’t tell him just how much more you fell in love with him that day, his ego was already big enough.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings at your house when Bucky had a blank schedule were blissfully slow. It would either start with you waking up first and then making breakfast, only to be stopped halfway through when you felt a pair of very strong and tattooed arms wrap around your middle and his morning voice (oh, that morning voice) rumbled a simple “mornin’, sweetheart.” After a thorough good morning, the two of you would either be at the small table and digging in or in the living room on the couch and arguing over what to watch. Both often ended in a food fight because you tossed berries from your plate of pancakes for Bucky to catch in his mouth, even when he knew your aim was horrible.

Mornings spent in the clubhouse were unfortunately much more rushed, but the sight of watching Bucky get out of bed with nothing to cover his glorious ass always made up for any gripes you had. He would get dressed in your favourite jeans of his, a shirt or a Henley, his kutte, and then he’d ask what to do with his hair for the day. Without fail, you always replied with “have it loose, baby, I like having something to grip,” and Bucky would only chuckle while he made a show of ruffling his hair in the bathroom mirror. “Hey!” You’d interrupt incredulously, scrambling to your feet to stop him wrapped in nothing but a bed sheet. “That’s my job!”

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

After the two of you had run through your respective nightly routines, it would be either cuddled up in bed watching a movie on the TV if you’re sleeping at your home, or tablet if you’re at the clubhouse. If it eventuates into anything was always entirely up to you, more often than not it did, but Bucky never pushed.

If the two of you were feeling sentimental, you’d swap stories (mostly truthful on his behalf) while Bucky played with your hair and you traced his tattoos. This is how you learnt of Bucky’s first ride on his father’s Triumph.

When Bucky was gone on club business, he would make time on the road to either call or facetime you so you could hear his voice. He learnt early on that the sound of his voice soothed you and provided a level of comfort he could never understand, but he would do it for you.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

While secretive of exactly what he does as President in the beginning, Bucky was relatively open with you about himself. You knew for sure that he was bisexual, you knew (most) of his history with the military and (some of) the trauma that followed, and you knew all the little tidbits about him that made him, him.

It would take much longer until he told you exactly what he did as a President, even now he was still hesitant, but you showed him the same respect he showed you - you never pushed to know. That was one of the many factors that helped him realise you were the one.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Patience was not a virtue that Bucky possessed in any aspect of his life, except for when it came to you. Bucky’s temper was brutal and punishing to any fool who lit the fuse, and you would deal with the fallout with soft words and gentle hands.

Everyone knew that if Bucky was beginning to spiral while not partaking in something related to the club that they needed to fetch you or contact you immediately - you knew exactly how to calm him down enough to diffuse the situation from becoming a bloodbath that made newspaper headlines and the nightly news.

However, Bucky never let you become tied up in club business, so god have mercy on any man, or woman, that pissed him off during meetings. If you noticed his magazine was one bullet short when you placed it on his bedside table when you helped him get ready for bed, you never said anything.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

You had to commend Bucky for his effort to commit everything to memory. He remembered the little moments, the big moments, and those that you would have passed by with no acknowledgement. That little journal of his was a blessing, and you pretended to never notice it.

R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

Bucky had numerous moments, the first ride he took you on was high up there, but the moment that his family had found out that the two of you had started dating was pretty special to him too.

After spending the night at your home, Bucky had rode to the clubhouse the next morning on his bike with you holding tight around his waist. Steve, of course, was working on his Harley in the garage when he looked up at the sound of Bucky’s bike approaching. He waved hello and continued to work on his Harley as Bucky cut the engine of his own and dismounted.

Now Steve was a nosy bastard, he looked up again as you and Bucky walked across the lot hand in hand towards the clubhouse, which in turn made Steve holler and whoop so loud at the sight you swore the people on the other side of town would have heard him.

Steve’s loud cries of joy had caught the attention of everyone else inside and they filed out the door to see what the fuss was about. You only wished that you had a camera to capture the smiles on their faces before they all tackled you in a bear hug while Bucky only grinned from ear to ear and threw his hands in the air.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

If it were up to Bucky, you would never have the need to leave his side.

He had seen the horrors that this way of life presented over and over and over - so of course he was going to be a fierce protector.

As soon as you were comfortable, Bucky got you used to the weight of a loaded pistol and gradually upped the ante until he deemed you ready to actually shoot it. It would have drawn too much suspicion in town to practise so Bucky had driven your car all the way out in the back dirt roads of town and set up a milk carton with glass bottles. Around your tenth bullet, you had finally nicked the neck of a bottle and it shattered - while not proficient enough to be a pro, Bucky deemed it enough to at least be practical in point blank range.

Bucky, to the best of his ability, would hide you from his world. There was nothing that you could do to protect him from his world, but when you welcomed him home with open arms, no matter what state he was in, you protected him from his demons.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Effort is an understatement. Given the chance for everyday tasks, Bucky would undertake every single one of them without question or complaint if it would make you happy. He learnt, however, he was not to mess with an independent woman.

Dates and anniversaries were so important to Bucky - he would be one of the people that would say ‘happy one week’ because he still could not believe that you were his.

Gifts were always extravagant when they came from Bucky, and you always suppressed the urge to ask just how the hell he could afford diamonds or anything else beyond reason when you remembered just who he was. It wasn’t your business if your boyfriend wanted to spoil you, blood money or not.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Since Bucky had moved into your small home, you discovered that he had a habit of staying silent for extended periods of time. While not necessarily a bad thing, it very often was the case that he simply had nothing to say, but there were tells and signs that he subconsciously gave off when it was a heavy silence; filled with vicious self-doubt and flashbacks of his time in the military or the sins he committed as President.

You were quick to learn how to bring him back to the present and he could never adequately express how grateful he was for it, but he tried.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Bucky isn’t one to spend hours in front of the mirror, but he does put effort in especially for you; since he found out you have a thing for his rings, he never leaves the house without them. His hair either hangs in waves down his neck, it’s slicked back, or it sits in a low bun. And that red Henley? He went back to the store and bought them out, as well as all of the other colours.

With all the ‘jobs’ Bucky partakes in or watches over for the club, he makes sure to stop at the clubhouse first before going home to scrub the dried blood away so you wouldn’t have to see. He knows you worry sick if you find any trace of blood on him and he does his best to prevent it.

You know for sure if he comes home before going to the clubhouse, something is wrong, but you never push when you see him walk through the doorway with dried blood stuck to his knuckles and smeared over his face. It was your turn to take care of him then.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Hell to the yes. Bucky had drifted from woman to woman and man to man with no intention of keeping them around aside from wetting his dick. He was a goner from the moment you wrapped your arms around his middle for that first ride, and now he couldn’t imagine not having you beside him.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

While Bucky knows that it would be praying or asking for a miracle for this to happen - but one day he wants to be able to ride his Indian alongside yours as you rode through town together. It’s an impossible dream, but a man had to have hope.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Generally speaking, there were quite a few things that irked Bucky, but none more than catcallers, or what he would call under his breath “кусочки дерьма” before storming over to the poor asshole and giving them the fright of their life.

Regarding partners, there was the obvious worry of a partner not liking his found family. There was nothing more important to him than his crew of idiots and if any of his partners showed any sign of dislike, even as far as disrespect towards them, he would tell them to pack their bags.

It was a blessing that you fit right in from the very beginning.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Born out of compulsion for security and safety, Bucky would walk through your house every night and double check that all windows and doors were locked, triple checked them if his mind felt clouded with doubt and flashbacks.

You took it in stride and if he was having a bad night, you would walk through the house with him and hold his hand while he checked. Only once that was done would he be able to even think of relaxing enough to consider sleep.

When the time came to sleep, Bucky had to hold you or feel you in some way. Whether that be being the big spoon (sometimes even the little spoon) as you dozed off, or having you cuddled up to his side with your head on his chest while you traced his tattoos until your hand fell limp against his pec or stomach. Then, and only then, would he rest.

⠈⠂⠄ 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐨𝟑 ⠄⠂⠁

⠈⠂⠄𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⠄⠂⠁

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