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buckrecs · 1 year

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𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 : 𝙈𝙖𝙮

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FLUFF

Buchanan by @barnesmurdock

baby, it’s bad out there by @intrepidacious

set me free by @/intrepidacious (40s!bucky x nymph!reader)

When I’m With You by @phantomspiderr

You’re Worth It All by @/phantomspiderr

Scotty Doesn’t Know by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

cherry blossoms must be magic by @witchywithwhiskey

aisle 4 by @buckyhoney

Grump : The Musical by @itsapeterthing

Trough Sickness… Except Bucky’s by @teamcap4bucky

Wrong Number by @/teamcap4bucky

Alcohol You Later by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Possible-Future-Girlfriend by @jurassicbarnes

Vegas, Baby! by @bxcketbarnes

Love in the Workplace by @bxcketbarnes

Too Hot, An Arm Cold by @t-lostinworlds

almond milk by @buckysblanket

After Words by @justsomebucky (Modern AU)

Once Upon A Dream by @abovethesmokestacks

cut my hair by @buckybarnesdiaries

Mind Reader by @espinosaurusrexex

Chain Around my Neck by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Sweet and Strong by @navybrat817 (tattoo artist!bucky x baker!reader)

Charmed by @rookthorne (mechanic!bucky)

Rule Number One by @sidepartskinnyjeans

A Solid Foundation by @writing-for-marvel (fiancé!bucky)

It’s Not My Cup Of Tea by @malum-forev

The Weather by @saltsicklover

Silent Nights and Sorry Mornings by @veelacurse

In The Name Of Love by @moonbeambucky

Fallin’ For You by @/moonbeambucky

I’m Gunnin’ For You by @rookthorne (drifter!bucky)

Morning Workout by @sparklefics

ANGST

Call Me When You Get This by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

I’ll Wear Your Ring by @/bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

After by @wkemeup

Spiral by @buckyalpine

Until We Meet Again by @bucksangel

Try Anything Once by @/malum-forev (doctor!reader)

A Place by @/malum-forev

SMUT

Silent Screams in Wildest Dreams by @buckets-and-trees

Ring Ring by @adrinktostopyourthirst (roommate!bucky)

Convince Me by @teamcap4buciy

Roadside Assistance by @urvenicebtch (mechanic!bucky)

That’s The Way Love Goes by @dirtytomatoedwrites

Surrender by @barnesmurdock

i was made for lovin’ you by @buckycuddlebuddy (rockstar!bucky x bassist!reader)

On My Tongue by @angrythingstarlight (chubby!bucky)

Sweeter Than Sugar by @/angrythingstarlight (chubby!bucky)

Destined to be Yours by @buckyalpine

sinner by @writingsbychlo (demon!bucky x angel!reader)

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marvelouslizzie · 6 months

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Why Are You Doing This To Me?

summary: Your ex-boyfriend Bucky Barnes wrote two songs about (for) you and you don’t know what to do.

pairing: Ex!Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

warnings: Angst, a past failed relationship, pettiness, jealousy, anger, a lot of emotions, no mention of y/n.

word count: 2.3K

A/N: I have been away for a while because I was busy learning another language aka Dutch. I still am but at least I am done with my big exam. As soon as I was done with it, I found myself writing again.

This is a random idea that just popped into my head while listening to music and taking a walk. Pure angst for some reason. Usually, I go for smutty ideas but bear with me.

>> indicates incoming messages and << indicates outgoing messages in this story.

Thank you @notafunkiller for proofreading and editing this so fast ❤️

All work is mine, please do not repost or translate without my permission.

Keep reading tag starts after the second paragraph of the story.

>> Hey! I know you don’t want to hear anything about Bucky, but I think you should check these out. I think he wrote these songs for you.

Two links from Spotify follow the text you received from one of your best friends, and you stare for a while, trying to decide what to do. You really don’t want to hear his voice. Not because you don’t like his singing or his songs, but you wanted to get back on your feet. It would be impossible if you kept listening to his songs. Besides, hearing his voice has always softened you. And your best friend knows this. She knows a lot about your relationship, how everything went down, and how you two eventually broke up. If she didn't think you should listen to these songs, she wouldn't be sending you these links, right?

You take a deep breath and click on the first link. The song starts to play, and you notice the soft vibe right away. It’s not particularly Bucky’s style. He sounds like he’s in pain but he's singing with such clarity that surprises you.

He talks about how much he regrets the things he didn’t do when he was with you. How he misses you so much every day. How much he wants to call you, but he’s afraid that you won’t pick up the phone or worse, you will talk to him like a stranger. He says he always knew how precious you were, yet he took you for granted.

The lyrics flow flawlessly. It sounds like poetry to your ears. The way he expressed himself so beautifully… You can’t believe he wrote such a heartfelt song about you, and it’s not even his style. He’s a freaking rockstar. He usually writes about sex, rock and roll, and drugs. Not feelings. Then the song finally reaches the chorus and his words make you freeze.

“You are the love of my love.”

Did he really just say that? Did he just call you the love of his life? You feel this rush of emotions, and it’s hard to distinguish what you are actually feeling. It makes it harder to think, harder to focus on anything else other than the fact that this song is for you. That’s when you notice the name of the song. It’s the Love of My Life.

Suddenly, you start to feel angry. Every other emotion just takes a backseat. You hate him. So fucking much! Why is he always like this? Saying everything a little too late. Was it so hard for him to tell you this when you wanted to find just one reason to stay with him? You begged him to communicate with you maybe a million times. He always said it was not easy for him to put his feelings into words. Good or bad. It didn’t matter. He always struggled with his emotions. You tried your best. You tried to show him that he could trust you, that you would always be there for him, but it didn’t matter in the end. You felt like you were the only one trying to make this relationship work.

That’s when you decided to give up. It felt like he just didn’t care enough. He didn’t put any effort into changing things or making you feel like you weren’t just beating a dead horse.

You hoisted the white flag and moved on with your life. That’s when he decides to put whatever he feels into words. Instead of talking to you, he makes a song about it. Then he puts it out into the world.

What a fucking asshole!

It takes you a while to realize the song is over as the silence fills the room. As much as you hate how he chose to do this, the silence disturbs you. It might be a little too late, but you still want to hear what he has to say. Your own rules about not listening to any of his songs instantly go out the window.

You open the messaging app and click on the second link. This one sounds a little bit more like his usual style. The name of the song though, instantly catches your attention this time. It’s one of the nicknames he used often for you.

He starts the song by saying that he knows how selfish he is. That he has no right to feel this way, but he just saw you with someone else and he hated how it made him feel. He talks about how jealous he is. How he can’t help but imagine you in that guy’s arms. Then he realized you might call him baby, just like you used to call him. Then he continues by begging you not to call him baby, how he wants you to save that pet name for him even though he’s not in your life anymore.

There are so many details throughout the song that indicate he’s talking about you, there is no mistaking. He calls you by your nickname, saying how he loves the way you talk passionately about your interests, how compassionate you are, and how much effort you put into maintaining your relationship but he was too stupid and pathetic to appreciate them.

Every word that comes out of his mouth makes you even angrier. How dare he? How dare he write a song like this for you? After everything you have been through, after all the effort you put into your relationship, after every heartbreak… He realizes how much he values you just because he saw you with someone else.

Selfish bastard!

He has no right to put these words out there. He has no right to feel jealous. You are not his anymore. You can call someone else baby if that’s what you want. How dare he try to dictate to you like this? It makes you wanna call someone up and go out on another date and call him baby, just in spite.

The problem is, it’s just your stubborn nature talking. Before this song, you didn’t even think about calling someone else baby. You didn’t feel like it. Subconsciously, you were reserving that pet name for him. And that fucker knew it. He just knew it!

You exhale deeply, trying to calm yourself down. The song is over, but you can still hear him singing in your head. The song is so beautiful. Petty but so fucking beautiful. He sounds like he poured his heart out without caring how vulnerable it makes him look.

Another deep breath, you try to understand which date he is talking about. You have been on a couple of dates since you two broke up. You were so dedicated to moving on. You didn’t care if it would hurt him. Because he didn’t care about how much he hurt you all those times you tried your hardest to make things work. So you went out with a couple of gentlemen. Some of them were decent, and some of them were downright horrible. Dating is just as tedious as you remembered. A lot of assholes out there who don’t care who they are hurting. You didn’t get hurt, though. You didn't care enough about any of them to give them the power to hurt you.

Then it finally hits you. He’s talking about your date with that motherfucking movie star! That one was big news for a while. You got photographed two, maybe three times together.

You really looked like you were having fun in those photos. Truthfully, you were, he was such a funny guy. He knew how to make fun of himself. You were just so tired of pretentious asses. It was refreshing. That’s why you said yes to a second and a third date. Then he was off to a European country to shoot his next movie. You had a fun and it was more than enough for you.

You precisely remember that tabloids started to talk about how perfect you two were for each other. God, that must have gotten under his skin. You can’t help but laugh. He’s so predictable. He just couldn’t bear to see you with someone else, but can you blame him?

You remember seeing something similar about him, but in that case, he wasn’t on a date with the girl. They were just working together for some lame-ass project he would normally despise. Maybe he was trying to keep himself busy, who knows? You remember so vividly how she was looking at him like she wanted to eat him up. As if that wasn’t enough, she kept praising him, calling him the best rockstar of the century just to get in his pants. You have no idea if it worked or not, but it was enough to make you feel jealous. So can you blame him for feeling the same?

It just makes you realize you want to listen to those songs again. It’s maybe too little too late but you still want to hear him. You wanted him to talk about his feelings for such a long time and he’s finally doing it. Through a song but still, he’s doing it. It isn’t exactly communicating because communication must be two-sided, right? That’s what was missing in your relationship. You were talking, pleading, trying while he was keeping everything in. You feel like the roles are reversed. Now he’s the one talking, pleading, and trying, and you just don’t know what to do. How the tables have turned.

The second time around, you notice other details you missed the first time. Like peaceful walks you took together whenever you had the time or how you always used fake names when you two traveled together. You can’t help but miss those days. Even though you had problems, being with him always felt so safe and peaceful. You have no idea how he managed to make you feel that way. Maybe that’s why it took you so long to end the relationship. You still miss the way you felt back then. As if you two could overcome anything together, yet you couldn’t. Because you didn’t work together. You were alone, struggling to make him talk.

Then he talks about how he still speaks to your friends, and that makes him miss you even more. That part surprises you because none of your friends mentioned that they were still seeing Bucky. Is that because you didn’t let them ever talk about him? You feared if you let yourself talk or think about him, you would go back to the point zero.

He ends the song saying he doesn't want you to be a distant memory, and this sticks with you. Do you want him to be a distant memory?

The second time you listen, you notice how desperate he sounds. The way he pleads doesn’t anger you anymore. You find something you feel in his words. Your own fears, your own selfishness and oh, how much you miss him. You didn’t let yourself admit that you miss him. You thought acting like he never existed, he was never a part of your life would make everything easier and it did. Just for a while. Lately, it was just a burden. You tried so hard to keep everything inside. Just like he did. You are still trying to do it… to act logically, not emotionally. Does it mean you are making the same mistake he did? Shutting yourself down, not talking about your feelings. Is it the solution or is it a part of the mistake? You can’t tell anymore. You just know that your heart is aching. The sound of his voice makes you want to cry.

God, you hate him so much!

How could he do this to you after all this time?

Is it that easy to get under your skin or was he always there?

You feel like you are about to explode because of all the emotions you are going through. On one hand, Bucky communicating with you is everything you wanted. On the other hand, isn’t it too late? And why did he write not one but two songs about you? Declaring his love to the world…

You repeat that last bit in your head. He’s declaring his love to the world.

He’s no longer afraid to talk about his emotions. He wants you to hear them, millions of other people are just the bonus. He’s not afraid to show how fucking miserable he feels. He just wants you back.

He’s doing his bit in communicating, but unless you don’t do something about it, it won’t matter. It will be another attempt in vain. You aren’t sure if you want to repeat the same pattern. You notice the song is over when your phone chimes. It’s your best friend again.

>> Did you listen?

<< Yeah.

>> How are you feeling?

<< Confused.

<< Are you still talking to him?

>> Yeah we all are.

<< Why didn’t you tell me that?

>> You said you didn’t wanna hear anything about him and we just respected your decision.

Just like you thought. You can’t blame them. Anytime someone mentioned anything remotely related to Bucky, you either changed the subject or found a reason to leave. So you can’t help but wonder…

<< How is he doing?

>> Not great. He misses you.

<< I miss him too.

>> Are you gonna call him?

You look at the message for a long minute. Are you gonna call him? That’s the question. Maybe you should. Maybe you shouldn’t. Both of the options sound equally wrong. You have no idea what to do.

<< I don’t know what to do.

>> Just give him a call. He’s the love of your life.

You have no idea how long you have looked at that text. Maybe for a couple of minutes, maybe for an hour.

He’s the love of your life.

He’s a bastard, but he really is the love of your life.

And you are the love of his life.

Where do you go from here? You look at your phone once again. You finally know what to do.

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bluehourbucky · 1 year

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Love from afar

pairing: rockstardad!bucky x fpregnatmom!reader

summary: bucky is away on tour and you're catching up via face time.

a/n: new pictures of Sebastian got me feeling some type of way. also don't mind the kid names I don't know duhshd

-if you'd like to be tagged please let me know! tag list is open! so are my asks

warnings : sexual content / pregnancy / almost mas*uba*on / dirty talk

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Having two kids, one of them being a toddler, does not make life easy, especially when your husband is across the globe.

You're proud of Bucky for achieving his dreams and going on a world tour with his band. However, he didn't have to get you pregnant before leaving for 6 months. To be fair, the tour was scheduled months before you even got pregnant.

Bucky and you talked about trying for another baby when he came back, but by the time he comes back, you will be well into your seventh month.

When you found out you were expecting, Bucky almost cancelled the tour because he straight up refused to leave you. It took a lot of conversation and favours to make Bucky change his mind about cancelling the tour.

Buckys sister Rebecca was a huge part of this working out, she's been incredibly helpful and you couldn't thank her enough.

Today, though, you were alone with the kids. Luckily, your kids are very well-behaved, and you stopped minding the absolute mess your house has been since having kids.

Lately, you've been missing Bucky, he's been a huge part of both your pregnancies. He was and is such a hands-on father and husband, so going through this without him is scary. Bucky calls every day no matter the time zone he's in at the time of breakfast - the most chaotic time of the day aside from bed time.

You smile, seeing his name pop on your phone screen, you swipe, and are met with his beautiful blue eyes.

"Good morning, doll. Looking as gorgeous as always. How are you doing? And little one? And our little trouble makers?" Bucky asks, he's literally a second away from buying plane tickets every single time you send him a picture of you or your kids or you three together.

He looks so good, that you don't know if it's the hormones making you horny or it's just the regular horny you get when you see him.

It's been a while since he had let his hair grow out, mostly because the kids have been obsessed with pulling it, and worst of all, they tried to consume it. Now, being on tour, he let it grow since no one tried to eat it yet.

Bucky didn't visit since he knew that he wouldn't be able to leave again, so he called as much as he could. He missed you more than his heart could take, but this years tour has been the biggest one they ever went to.

You can't help but look at your husband with hunger and love in your eyes, the hair tie on his wrist making you hot all over.

"We're good. Missing you lots, but we're okay. Leo and Theo are trouble as always, but they're good." Bucky smiles at the names of his two boys. He loves them more than anything, but he's secretly hoping that the third would be a girl. He's been dreaming of being a little girls dad. She would be his princess, and he would spoil her endlessly. Not that he doesn't spoil each and every one of you already, but he would be unstoppable.

"Lemme see you, give me a turn doll." You roll your eyes but do it nonetheless. You set the phone on the kitchen counter and lean it on the bottle of water. Bucky smiles wide when he sees your bump, he wishies he could be there and talk to it and give it kisses like he had done other two times.

"Looking good, Mamma, wish I was there with you, miss you a lot." he without fail manages to make you blush even after twenty years of being together. You turn to the side and lift your shirt to give him a better view. Bucky turns into a human heart eye emoji when he looks at his wife and not only are his band members teasing him about it but so are his fans.

"Damn, look at you. Shit I'd do anything to have be there, I would have you naked in our bed, you're so sensitive right now and I'm not there to enjoy it. You're killing me doll."

You whimper quietly, he's the one that's killing you. The two of you enjoyed pregnancy sex way too much, and he's right you're extra sensitive right now.

"Lemme see them beauties, bet they're so swollen, so delicious just for me."

You lift your shirt slowly, teasingly releasing your very much swollen and full breasts, Bucky is a very dirty man and you'd lie if you two didn't explore some fun kinks.

"Gorgeous, my pretty wife, looking so beautiful carrying my baby. All mine."

You're about to reach under your underwear, Buckys hand already wrapped around his cock.

"Daddy!!"

You straighten up, and pull your shirt down quickly, your 5 year old bursts through the kitchen door. You don't know how he knew you were even talking to Bucky but oh well. There goes mommy and daddy time.

"Good morning, baby boy. Is it just me, or every time I call, you get a bit bigger?" Theo squeals from excitement and then goes on a rant about something that happened in one of the shows he's watching.

While they talk you go and wake up Leo, your currently youngest kid.

You get him up and carry him in your arms to the kitchen, he leans on your shoulder still half asleep.

"Baby, gimme the phone for a second." Theo immediately gives you the phone and follows you to the kitchen island where you sat.

"There's my other baby. Still sleepy, mommy woke you up, huh? What are we gonna do about it?"

It was a perfectly reasonable time to wake up....

Your son picks his head up at his father's voice and smiles, reaching for the phone. You put Leo down on the carpet not far from you, so you can still see him and Theo, while you make breakfast.

"Mommy!!!" Theo yells and you look up from the fruit you're currently cutting.

"Honey you don't have to yell I'm right here." you put away the knife, when he comes closer, Theo recently took a liking to yelling and dangerous objects.

"Daddy wants to talk to you!" Theo yells and you cringe at the volume, you love him more than anything but how can such a small child be so loud.

"Doll, I gotta go, we got soundcheck in about twenty minutes, kiss the boys for me, okay? Love you."

"Love you more, and good luck! I know you'll be great! Oh, and don't you dare cut your hair before you come home. I'm going to divorce you."

Bucky chuckles and says love you again before hanging up.

"Theo what do you have there?"

"A KNIFE!"

"NO."

[THE END]

I think this might be my favorite thing I've written so far.....

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marvelobsessed134 · 21 days

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Love me tender part three: moving in

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Pairings: 60s!rockstar!bucky x innocent!fem!reader

Warnings: smut, guided masturbation, innocent!reader, Bucky refuses to look at readers pussy until their wedding night, Bucky refers to reader as a little girl once, expectations from the time period, age gap (Bucky is 24 and reader is 18), Bucky denies reader of sex till marriage

With a lot of convincing from Bucky, your father allowed you to move into his house in the countryside of California. It is absolutely beautiful and huge. You’re so overwhelmed by all of the rooms and things inside of it. Even though your father’s house is a very decent size, you’ve never seen one like this before.

You packed all of your things you needed before heading out front. Bucky waited leaning against his black Cadillac in a perfect buttoned up shirt tucked into pants. He had a cigarette hanging from his mouth as he watched you make your way towards him.

The singer threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped on it before quickly helping you get your suitcases in the trunk. Once that was done, he stepped close to you and looks down at you before pressing a kiss to your lips.

He loved the way you looked in your pastel pink dress and soft white cardigan with your big hair.

“So beautiful.” He murmured before kissing you again making you giggle, “Bucky let’s hurry up before my father changes his mind.”

“Your wish is my command darlin’.”

He opened the passenger door to you and let you inside before shutting it and running to the drivers side.

When you got to his house you were in utter awe. As you drove through the iron gates and saw the fountain in the middle of the curved driveway and the beautiful huge grassy lawn you felt like you were in a whole other dimension.

As soon as Bucky pulled up to the from numerous assistants emerged from the front doors and got your suitcases out for you. Bucky helped you out of the car and gently held your hand as he led you through the grand front doors.

“Why don’t I show you the living room first sweetheart?” He asked and you nodded with a smile. You followed him into the beautiful living room with a gorgeous fire place and comfy couches. A tv set sat on an angle towards the couches. There were potted palm plants in the corners of the room.

“It’s so beautiful in here.” You gushed.

“Well you oughta get used to it honey it’s yours now too.” His words made your heart flip flop. He lead you throughout other parts of the house-more like mansion-before he had one id his assistants tell him he had someone waiting on the phone for him.

“I have to take care of some business but you keep explorin’.” The rockstar gave you a quick kiss before leaving you in the hallway upstairs. You slowly continued to walk till you reached two double doors at the end which was clearly Bucky’s bedroom. You knew you shouldn’t intrude on his private space and how wrong it was for unmarried people to share a bedroom but you just wanted to know what it looked like so bad.

So without any maid or assistant seeing you, you quickly slipped into the room. You closed the door and leaned against it after taking a deep breath. You looked around the room and slowly stepped further. A huge king sized bed was up against the wall in the middle of the room with two nightstands on either side. A another television set was across from the bed. Two doors were inside the room assumably to the bathroom and a walk in closet. The view from the large windows overlooked the backyard with its green lawn and large pool and beautiful landscaping.

Bucky has very good taste, you thought to yourself. There was also a loveseat at the foot of the bed. You walked towards the bed and slowly and carefully sat down on the plush mattress. It was softer than anything you’ve felt before.

Suddenly you felt this wave of tiredness wash over you. You couldn’t sleep last night since you were both so nervous and excited about the big move. And you woke up extra early today. So you found yourself kicking off your heels and lying back on the bed to drift off to sleep.

~Time Skip~

“Y/n, wake up baby.” A familiar baritone voice spoke softly as you slowly opened your eyes. You looked up to see your fiancé-he immediately proposed after the third date which isn’t as insane for this time period-sitting next to your small frame staring down at your fondly. You slowly sat up and yawned, “I’m sorry Bucky. I know I shouldn’t even be in here in the first place but I was just so curious and then I got tired and fell asleep.” You tried to explain yourself the best you could in hopes not to get into too much trouble.

“That’s alright, darlin’. You’ve had a big day today little girls like you can get easily tired.”

“M’not a little girl Bucky.” You laughed softly. The singer leaned down and kissed you.

“You’re precious just like one.” You blushed at that.

Later on as the days went by you got quite used to living with Bucky. The two of you spent time together all the time but when he wasn’t around you occupied yourself by going out to the pool, reading in the home library, watching movies and going shopping.

There were times where you’d get that sensation between your legs and god, you’d do anything for Bucky to take care of it. Too nervous and scared to touch yourself, you needed him badly.

One night you began to kiss him with more passion and started to grind against him. You felt his growing bulge under his satin pajamas but before you two could go any further he put a stop to it, “This is something that’s very special to me and I want to experience it after we’re married.” You pouted at his words, “but this feeling I have-“

“Let me teach you how to touch yourself okay honey? And you won’t have to do it much longer we’re gettin’ married real soon.” He soothed you and you nodded.

So, Bucky sat behind you in front of the floor length mirror and asked you to spread your legs. You were in a short babydoll nightgown. “Now take your panties off. Don’t worry I won’t look.” You took off your panties and he had his eyes closed. “I don’t want to see that pretty pussy of yours till our weddin’ night but I’m gonna do the best I can to show you how to play with it okay?” He opened his eyes but only paid attention to your face in the mirror and not your naked lower body.

“Okay Bucky.” Your soft, sweet voice responded.

“Run a finger up between those folds.” You did as he said, and hissed at the friction. “Good girl now continue to rub those wet lips and try and stick a finger inside.”

You rubbed your wet folds, getting your fingers wet as well before slowly entering yourself using one slender finger. You moaned softly at the feeling. “God if only I could see that pussy right now. Okay now, you know that little button at the top, go ahead and rub that with your thumb, princess.”

You rubbed your clit with your thumb and squealed at the feeling of slight overstimulation before going back in and rubbing your thumb. “Thrust that finger in and out, maybe add a second one too.” Your fiancé suggested and you obeyed him, adding a second finger and fucking yourself while rubbing your clit.

Bucky admired your beautiful face as you relished in the newly found pleasure. “Mmm Bucky I feel so…good. I feel like I’m going to pee!” You cried.

“Don’t stop baby, you’re about to cum and it’s gonna feel so good I promise baby keep goin’.”

You did as he said and finally you experienced your first ever orgasm, you saw stars as you came all over your fingers. You caught your breath and leaned helplessly against Bucky’s chest.

“You did so good Y/n. Such a good girl.” He smiled at you through the mirror and kissed you on the cheek making you blush and giggle.

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noctumbra · 1 year

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𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔

summary ─ you’d support him no matter what. he was yours at the very end. and you were his.

pairing ─ brothersbestfriend!rockstar!bucky barnes x reader

warnings ─ light s*mut, +18, kissing, pet names, light dirty talk, h*andjob, bucky is the definition of “my boyfriend’s in a band”, fluff, they are in love your honor

a/n ─ helloooo. it’s been SO LONG since i have written and posted something on here. and tbh, this one happened in a blink so. lol. please ignore my mistakes bc it’s been so long i wrote something and i kind of forgot how to write lmfao. i really hope you like it. please leave a comment and reblog if you do! thank you so much <333

this fic is inspired by my lovely @pinkiebieberpie ‘s moodboard <3

Lounging in your brother’s best friend’s living room couch, you watched the uproar happening around you with an amused smile on your face.

Your brother was currently yelling over his friend’s, Steve, loud drumming and trying to tell him about this story. Steve, who loved fucking with your brother, was smirking and as he made more noises and earning a snicker from the other friend in the group, Sam who was a papa bear to everyone in his care-about-you-a-lot circle. You saw Sam rolling his eyes dramatically and chuckled.

“What the hell is going on?” A voice who was not included in the ruckus heard surprisingly clear over the noise the three men were making. You twisted your head and saw your brother’s best friend, who was the owner of the house you were currently lounging in, Bucky.

Steve and your brother looked at each other for a second before both of them pointed at one and other and said: “He started it!” Sam rolled his eyes again.

“They’re being children,” he grumbled. Then, he sent them a stinky eye. “And giving me a headache.” Steve smiled apologetically while your brother just narrowed his eyes. You snorted. Sam turned to you with mischief sparkling in his warm, brown eyes. “She, however, is just munching on whatever food we ordered for ourselves.”

Not breaking the eye contact, you grabbed a pizza slice and bit it, lifting your middle finger slowly up in the air for him to see in the meantime. You felt the sauce leaking from the corner of your mouth but didn’t bother to wipe it. “Mmm,” you faux-moaned. “Delicious.” Steve chuckled silently from his seat by the drums, and your brother gave you a thumbs up for fucking with Sam. You pointed the empty pizza box and said: “Want a slice?” Then, you faked an apologetic expression as you acted like you just noticed the emptiness of it. “Oh, there is none left, sorry.”

You heard Bucky snort from behind you, and then, felt his weight dropping on the couch, on your right. Suddenly, the half of the slice you were getting yourself ready to swallow disappeared as Bucky grabbed it and stuffed it in his mouth. He hummed approvingly.

“Delicious, indeed, love,” he murmured, winking at you as he sucked the sauce from his fingers one by one. You blinked as you watched him licking them clean until your brother groaned in protest.

“Look, I might be okay with you dating my sister because I’ve known Bucky for a long time, but it doesn’t mean I’ll stomach you guys giving each other fuck me eyes. Please take it somewhere else,” he grumbled. You blinked again and snorted. Bucky chuckled at his words. “Besides, we need to practice.” This time, Bucky rolled his eyes.

“You goof around, yell and act like children for hours and I can’t sit on my ass and greet my sweetheart for a minute?” He scoffed. You hid your laughter behind your hand. “That’s hypocrisy.”

Collective laughter rang in the small room. Bucky huffed and grumbled a little bit more before he smiled. He stood up from his place on the couch.

Bucky looked at your brother. “I don’t care if you gag or vomit, but I’m gonna kiss her hello.”

That was your only warning before he leaned in and captured your lips into a passionate kiss. One second, you squealed a little with shock and melted into his kiss in the second. Bucky placed his large and warm hand onto your neck and tilted your head up to deepen the kiss.

Surprisingly, it was Sam who booed first. Then, Steve wolf-whistled, and you heard your brother’s fake and intentionally loud gagging.

You parted away with a soft chuckle. Bucky shook his head lightly as he grunted stuff about hitting them with the microphone stand. You chuckled once again and kissed him chastely on the lips.

“We have the night…” You whispered. “Tomorrow you’ll be too done and exhausted, but I can take care of your nerves tonight.” He hummed and nodded. Before straightening up, he pressed a kiss in the corner of your jaw and walked towards the microphone stand. You smiled, leaning back and getting comfy.

You loved watching them rehears for concert, or small shows. All of them were apparently in their elements, playing beautifully and harmonizing easily.

Steve was on the drums, and he was a beast. His arms were moving with ease, feet kicking and playing even the complex stuff without sweating. Sam was playing the guitar, and his solos fucking rocked every single time. Your brother, Alex, was playing the bass guitar, and he was equally amazing. His fingers always quickly caught the new tunes during the live shows.

Then, there was Bucky, who was singing and adding even more quality to their already incredible songs. He sometimes picked up the second electro guitar, joining Sam and playing solos with him. His voice was… mesmerizing. He could be singing choirs and then, he could be doing brutal scream in one song if he wanted, and it was impressive.

It helped that he looked fucking sexy while doing either of them.

His long, recently-dyed jet-black hair was pretty and thick; it made a great handle in the bedroom. His steel-blue eyes were sparkling more thanks to his new hair color. He was usually clean-shaven but he hadn’t shaved yet, since the concert was tomorrow, so you could see the light stubble dusting across his strong, knife-sharp jawline. His bow-shaped, very kissable lips were plush and most of the time red, from either you kissing him or him liking and biting them frequently. He was tall, broad and muscled from head to toe. His thighs looked wonderfully thick in whatever he wore, ass looked so grabbable, and his chest was big and puffy. You sometimes mocked him that he had better breasts than you did, and he always made sure that you were worshipped thoroughly in that section of your body.

You sighed.

Bucky Barnes was your man, your boyfriend, your best friend as well, and your rockstar. He was yours, dammit, and you were his.

Nothing could change that.

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You hummed when Bucky dropped himself bodily on the bed, face-first, and groaned loudly when he hit the soft mattress. You rubbed his back with your hand, noting the sweat and heaving chest.

It was the second month of touring. You were currently somewhere in Europe, and tonight’s crowd was freaking amazing. You were at the concert, of course, and you watched them from the front. The four of them played and played and played. You could see how much fun they had, and it reflected on the audience. There were moments where the band went quiet and let the audience sang it for them. It was a great moment.

Bucky had told you to go back to the hotel room after they were finished. He had a couple stuff to do with the crew and band before call it a wrap for the day. So, you did. You only arrived at your room half an hour ago, took a shower and lay on the bed, waiting for you boyfriend to arrive.

And arrive, he did.

“Bucky,” you called out to him softly. He made a questioning sound. “You should take a shower before passing out.” He whined. You knew he was exhausted beyond belief, but he’d regret not taking a shower in the morning. You poked him. “C’mon, I’ll help you wash up.” He whined some more but lifted his head up. He was already sleepy. Your heart broke at the sight of him. You kissed his cheek. “C’mon, big cat.”

Getting off the bed, you made your way to the bathroom and turned on the water. You pulled out some comfy pajamas of his while he dragged himself off the bed and started shedding his clothes. By the time you went back to the bathroom, the water was nicely warm and he was naked.

If it was a different situation, you’d tease and appreciate the sight of him all naked and glorious, but he was almost dead on his feet, so you held back.

You held his hand and led him into the shower stall. You also took your clothes off, not minding taking another shower while helping him, and positioned him just right so that he could wet his hair with the littlest effort.

Bucky’s groan in relief when the warm water hit his body echoed in the marble covered, lavish bathroom. You smiled. You helped him wet his hair thoroughly but huffed. He blinked an eye open and smirked. He knew exactly why you were huffing. Chuckling very softly, he kneeled in front of you so that you could wash his hair easier. You felt your body warm up at him kneeling before you, but you shooed the feeling away. It wasn’t the time.

You got some shampoo in your palm and washed his hair, rubbing your fingertips gently and nicely against his scalp. Bucky hummed and let his head rest against your stomach. He shuddered as you continued to rub his scalp and nape, nicely washing the roots of his hair. Then, you got the shower head in your hands and carefully washed away the shampoo from his hair.

“Want me to use the conditioner?” You asked him. He nodded. You hummed and squeezed some conditioner in your palm, applying it to the ends of his hair. After washing that away as well, you grabbed his loofah and gently cleaned his skin free of sweat. Just as you got the soap and extended a hand to wash his private areas for him, he grabbed your wrist. You frowned.

“I swear I’m exhausted,” he murmured. “But I’m still comin’ down,” he added, and you understood. It happened before. You should have thought about it, actually, but seeing him swaying on his feet had you forgot almost everything.

Bucky was hard.

His dick was poking out, all erect and red on the tip. His body, no matter how long it was under the warm water, was tense as he anticipated a different sort of relief. You hummed. He shuddered again when he felt the air between you two crackling with sexual tension. You kissed his temple.

“Tonight’s about you,” you whispered. Kissing his cheek, you let go of the soap and trailed your other hand down to his groin. His breath hitched. “You did so good on the stage tonight, baby,” you kept going. Your fingers brushed against his now-wet happy trail, and you tsked when his hips bucked against your hand. You placed another kiss on his jaw, right under his earlobe. Bucky’s grip on your thighs tightened.

Finally sliding your hand to his cock fully, you curled your fingers around him. Bucky whimpered. His breath was hot and fast against your stomach, hands, now on your hips, tight. “You were amazing while singing like that,” you kept praising him. “You sounded like my favorite sin…”

“Love…” Bucky whispered, his voice, albeit low, was deep and slightly husky. “Please.” You hummed. You kissed his nose, his eyelids, cheeks and forehead as you moved your hand around him, slowly jacking him off. He buried a soft groan into your skin.

“Hmm, let me hear you, baby,” you told him. You tightened your hand around his hard cock and picked up your pace. During times like this, Bucky never lasted long. He was already riding high on emotions, and all he needed was a push over the edge. You were about to give him that.

Bucky moaned loudly, letting the wrecked voice of his echo in the bathroom. You hummed approvingly. Your hand was moving fast now, working him over with quick moves of your hand and wrist. Your nails were teasing the sensitive skin of his cock, making him shudder every single time one of them dragged somewhere close to his slit.

“’m close,” he whispered. His lips brushed against your skin, and this time it was your turn to shiver. He wrapped his strong arms around you as he lifted his head slightly, his nose nudging the underside of your breast. “Love, honey, ‘m so fuckin’ close, baby.” You didn’t say anything but picked up the speed. Bucky’s breath hitched, then he let loose a moan, and his hips started to move in sync with your hand.

“That’s it,” you whispered in his wet hair. Warm water was beating down his strong back. You felt him throb in your hand, felt his breath quicken against your skin. “Let go,” you told him. “Let go, baby.”

Bucky let out a sharp sound, and you felt the his hot come cover your hand with each movement of it. He moaned, loud and long, as he continued to thrust into the tightness of your hand. He was panting, still moaning softly and enjoying the last seconds of his orgasm. You kept moving your hand, although you were gentle and slow now.

Bucky slumped against you. You rubbed his back, pulled away the wet strands of hair away from his face and tilted his head up to you so that you could kiss him. Bucky sighed into the kiss.

“Feeling better now?” You asked him. He nodded.

“Calmer, yes,” he murmured. You pulled your hand off his cock and quickly washed the come away before reaching back to the soap, giving Bucky’s body a thorough wash with his help. Then, both of you were getting out and wrapping themselves with fluffy towels.

Honestly, it was a struggle to get his hair brushed and have him put on at least his boxers before he collapsed on the bed. His hair was still wet, but you knew there was no chance to get him off that bed again until the morning. You sighed. With effort, you managed to put a towel on the pillow and covered him up with the duvet. You dried yourself, put on your pajamas back and slid next to him.

Bucky grumbled some nonsense in his sleep before turning around and curling around your body in his sleep. You chuckled softly. You started playing with hair and only heard him let out a content sigh before you faded away into the dream land after him.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you #rockstar!bucky #brother's best friend!bucky #i wanna be yours

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navybrat817 · 7 months

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Could you imagine, Rockstar!Bucky for a once not under the influence of anything during a show, only fueled by heartbreak because his girl finally had enough after the biggest argument yet. And usually, they fight and make up but she's avoiding him and the other guys girls and maybe even left the tour 🥺😭 But I cant figure out what the fight would have been about to have Bucky up there, pouring his heart out and his band looking on and not knowing what to do. And the fans confused but also loving the vibe 🥺🥺🥺

Look at him! If this is our White Wolf and Luna, I could see a fight happening because of a pregnancy scare. If he were to go down that path, it would be with you. But now? He's scared. You're both having fun and not quite ready for that, especially with him at the height of his career and loving the life he has. He isn't ready to give that up. Out of that fear, maybe he says something he shouldn't have. He regrets it, but expects you to come back after you throw the nearest object against the wall and storm out of his trailer.

You don't.

He'll see you after his show, right?

Not only do you not show, he notices your bag and some of your stuff is gone.

"What the fuck?"

He asks everyone where you went. No one saw you leave. When he tries to text you, they go unanswered. So do his calls. You haven't blocked him, so that has to be a good sign, right?

But you won't answer Steve or Nat's calls either. Bucky figures maybe they're too close to him, so he goes to Alice and Sunshine. No way would you ignore them. They've become like sisters to you.

Except you aren't responding to them either.

Bucky tries not to panic, but something in him breaks when he realizes you didn't take his favorite jacket with you. Were you cold? Did you miss him? Did you hate him?

Instead of turning to a bottle or anything else, he retreats in a bit on himself. The band, all of them, they're your family. And you're his Luna. His everything. How the hell is he supposed to pretend everything is okay when all he wants is you there?

How does he say he's sorry?

He wants your rage. Your passion. Yell at him. Tell him you hate him. He can take it. But your silence? You not being there? He can't handle that.

It's Alice who sends you the video of him on stage with the caption, "I don't know where you are, but we're worried. Just let us know you're okay, please."

It's a song he wrote for you, but it's tinged with sadness that everyone feels. You see worry cross the faces of the other band members when he closes his eyes and pour his everything into the music. He opens his eyes at the end and looks to the sky. You know he's looking at the moon.

Looking for his Luna.

"Come home."

You finally respond back with, "I'll be okay. I always am."

And you will be. You love Bucky and that'll never change. Maybe you'll call him in the morning. Or maybe he'll remember that secret spot you told him about and he'll find you there.

*****

Because who is the White Wolf without his Luna?

He doesn't want to find out.

Love and thanks! ❤️

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metalbuckaroo · 1 year

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Kinkmas Day Two: Spit Kink

Summary// Bucky has been resisting his recent urges, but he’s starting to learn how to give in

Warnings// smut, spit kink, unprotected sex, use of the nickname princess

AU// Rockstar!Bucky x F!Reader

Note// totally not proof read, might be a few mistakes.

KINKMAS MASTERLIST

18+ ONLY MINORS DNI

Bucky swore you did it on purpose- you just had to know that those tights were sheer and he could see the bright red underwear underneath when you bent over to dig for something in your bag.

No matter the weather, you wore those damn dresses.

The ones that flowed nicely against the soft skin of your thighs and lifted when you’d bend in certain ways. They drove him insane.

Especially when he had been depriving himself of his urges.

Bucky chuckled as he leaned further into the couch, knees spreading wide and a cocky smile playing on his lips as his head tipped to the side.

“What’s so funny?” You murmured, pen and notepad you’d been looking through the bag for in hand as you turned to face him. Smooth tattooed skin of his torso on display and jeans hugging his thick thighs as he twirled the drumstick between his fingers.

“Sometimes I swear you do it on purpose.” Bucky grinned, tapping the wood against his thigh.

“Gonna need a little more context than that, stud.” You laughed, feeling his eyes on you as you moved across the room.

“The dresses, with the white tights and red panties? You’re trying to kill me.” He huffed out a breath, a giggle slipping through your lips.

“Can’t get what you want? Is that the problem here? Or are you just too chicken to ask for it?”

Bucky hummed, tugging at the seam of his jeans before catching your arm in his hand when you went to walk pass him. “You wouldn’t be able to handle it anyways, princess.”

“You popped a boner at the sight of some panties. Try that one on someone else, stud.” You teased, gently taking your arm out of his hold to leave the room.

Within moments you were spun around, plump lips smashed against yours in a hungry kiss that you couldn’t help but respond to. Your fingers tugging at his belt, taking a step forward to urge him backwards, his hands going to your hips to pull you into his lap when he sat on the couch.

He let out an aggravated breath as he pawed at the tights you wore, quickly giving up and tearing enough of the material away to give him access to what he’d been thinking about for weeks, his lips latching just under your jaw as he worked to shove his jeans down as much as he could. Your fingers tangled in his hair and excitement spreading through your veins when you felt his bulbous tip prodding your folds.

There wasn’t any foreplay or warm up, the stretch making you suck in a sharp breath and squeeze your eyes shut, Bucky’s hands roaming and squeezing wherever they could as you stayed completely still.

The feeling of your warm walls clenching around him made him just barely lift his hips, a quiet whine pulling from your throat as your fingers curled against the skin of his abdomen.

“C’mon, princess. Killin’ me.” He huffed, head leaning back against the back of the couch.

A slow grind of your hips gradually grew into a feverish rock, grip on your hips bruising as he huffed out moans that mixed with yours in the thick air.

Metal fingers dig into your cheeks, your eyes peeking open to meet his lust filled ones. “Open-“ you listened to the gruff command, Bucky gathering saliva in his mouth before spitting it onto your tongue.

“Swallow,” You whined at the way he looked at you when you did, mesmerizing blue eyes dark with lust and lips tilting into a cocky smirk. “Good girl.”

A gasp pulled from your throat when you were suddenly hauled up and flipped over, your back pressed firm to the couch cushions as he fucked you into the plush material. Hair falling forward as he pressed your knees closer to your chest, the angle letting him fuck into the deepest rough patch.

The series of strained whines and moans that poured from your lips was barely audible over the filthy, guttural sounds coming from the man above you that aided in the building pleasure that filled your senses. A devilish smile dancing on his features as he looked you over.

“Where’d all that sass go, princess?” He taunted, finally letting your legs relax around his waist to bend down and smother your lips with his in a rough, sloppy kiss. Every bump of his pelvis against your clit making you keen. “Listen to you, whining like a whore.”

The head rush started to take over, Bucky swallowing every pornographic sound you made in a messy kiss that coated your lips in saliva as every nerve ending frayed. The intense pleasure surging through you like a wildfire as your nails carved down his back, a dark chuckle mixed with a moan vibrating from his chest from the pleasurable sting and his name a jumbled chant that filled the air.

“That’s it, princess- give it to me.” He murmured, thrusts deliberate to fuck directly into the sweet spot that set off the most angelic sounds.

You could see how tense his body was through hooded eyes, brows creased together in concentration and bottom lip pinched tight between his teeth. Only letting it go long enough to let guttural moans and huffs out, watching the way your body tensed and relaxed under him as your orgasm took over.

Your thighs trembled at his sides and hands grasped for whatever they could reach as he fucked you through it until your body went lax, a pleasure drunk smile curling your lips as he pressed as deep as he could. Coating your walls in thick spurts of his spend with huffed out moans.

A quiet whine made him chuckle when he slipped from between your legs, an emptiness left behind as he stood to adjust his pants.

Another devilish grin spread across his face as you situated yourself. “Oh, princess. Don’t go getting attached already.”

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky fic #bucky imagine #bucky barnes smut #rockstar!bucky #rockstar!bucky smut

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pinkiebieberpie · 1 year

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let's talk about dating brother's best friend!rockstar!bucky - him teaching you how to play instruments, you are going to his concerts all the time, partying together, lots of passionate sex... your brother is so annoyed by the two of you, but who cares?? you are living your rockstar girlfriend fantasy

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jobean12-blog · 1 year

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Dirty Rock

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader (Rockstar!AU)

Word Count: 1,466

Summary: It’s opening night and anytime Bucky is on stage it’s hard for you to control yourself.

Author’s Note: Just because. His fingers...his everything. After all the Golden Globes goodies that nearly killed me I needed to do something haha. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics thanks love🥰

Warnings: teasing and tension, masturbation, light choking, oral (male rec), dirty talk, curses (18 + ONLY PLEASE!!!)

EDIT NOT MINE! This edit was done by my lovely friend Nix! She’s amazing and you can check out her instagram HERE!

Opening night.

The venue is packed. Bodies pressed tightly together, the air thick with anticipation and the stage still hidden in darkness, only the faint outline of the instruments visible.

You lean against the wall backstage and wait for Bucky to emerge from the Green room. Your attention is on the condition of your nail polish when your hear him call your name.

He’s striding toward you, long legs on full display in his tight jeans and his muscles tense with pre-show nerves.

“Hiya doll face.”

“Bucky,” you purr, smoothing your hands down his hard chest.

The top few buttons of his shirt are left open and your fingertips brush over his warm skin, tracing his tattoos.

“I can’t wait,” you whisper, leaning up to press your lips to his.

He winds a hand around your waist and drags you into his chest, lining your body up with his. You slide your hands higher and into his hair, tugging on the silky strands when he deepens the kiss.

He hums against your lips, pulling away with a warning expression.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish doll.”

“It was just a good luck kiss,” you tell him, feigning innocence.

He quirks a knowing brow and gives you a lopsided grin.

“Uh huh,” he simpers. “I know what you really want.”

“And what’s that?” you counter, pressing your breasts against him.

“To be on your knees for me.”

Your lips part with your quiet gasp but you don’t answer, opting to silence him with another kiss.

When you pull away he’s smirking.

“What?” you ask with sass.

He flattens his palm along the wall above your head and dips his mouth to your ear, his lips grazing the shell and making you shiver.

“After the show ’ll make sure to fill that pretty mouth so full of my cock that you’re choking on it.”

He pushes off with a smirk and kisses the corner of your mouth. He struts off and grabs his guitar, mouthing “I love you,” before disappearing behind the stage.

You cross your arms over your chest in frustration and squeeze your thighs together, holding back from adding a stomp of your foot.

Of course, he’s right but it’s his fault he looks so good…and you being told you have to wait.

You hear the crowd erupt into screams and cheers before the lights come to life in a bright flash above the stage. The first strum of his guitar has you dragging your teeth over your bottom lip. You move closer, standing in the shadows where you can get a clear view of him.

With his legs spread wide and his arms flexed, he moves his fingers effortlessly over the strings as the sweat begins to build along his forehead.

He sings into the microphone with his lips pressed close in a caress, his eyes closed and his neck muscles strained.

Every minute of it is pure torture in the best way.

By the time they finish the first set your panties are ruined and you can hardly wait to get your hands on him.

He bids the crowd farewell for a short break and the huge cheers follow him all the way back stage to where you’re waiting.

Before he can even say something snarky you have your arms around his neck and your hands in his hair. He kisses you back with just as much desperation and only pulls back to adjust the quickly growing bulge in his pants.

“These pants are tight enough doll face,” he teases. “Enjoyin’ the show?”

You push your bottom lip out in a pout and bat your lashes.

“What?” he says, crowding your space until your back hits the wall.

“How many more songs?” you ask.

“We have to finish the next set and do the encore,” he says with a devious grin. “Think you can handle it?”

“I don’t think I can wait,” you breathe out, tugging on his belt. “Just bend me over the sink in the bathroom.”

His blue eyes darken as they slowly move over your face.

“You’re such a brat.”

“I am NOT!” you sass. “And it’s all your fault anyway.”

You grab his hand and pull his body closer, pushing it under your skirt and between your legs.

His fingers graze the wet patch on your panties and he lets out a low growl.

“You’re soaked.”

“See. Told you…your fault.”

At your cheeky tone he runs his thumb over your clit, teasing you more with every stroke.

“Bucky…” you gasp, rocking against his hand.

The stage manager yells out the signal for the band to get back out there and he pulls his hand away.

“Off. Now,” he says, holding his palm open.

You look around for anyone that might see and carefully bend over to slide your panties down your legs. You toe them off and hand them over.

He presses the fabric to his nose and inhales with an appreciative hum before stuffing them into the back pocket of his jeans.

“You’re gonna get it when I’m done with the show,” he promises, contradicting his warning words with a soft and sweet kiss. “Behave.”

He stalks off to grab his guitar and slips back out onto the stage.

He’s amazing and every note is perfect. You can’t take your eyes off him. Every muscle in his body is flexed with his efforts and his skin glistens under the bright lights.

When they finally get to the encore you’re about ready to run out and let him bend you over on the stage but instead you opt for sneaking off to the bathroom in the Green room. He’ll be too busy to notice you didn’t stay for the last songs.

You rush inside, shutting the door and leaning against the sink. Thinking a splash of cold water will help you turn on the faucet but it does nothing to quell the heat running through your body.

You prop yourself along the wall and lift one leg to rest on the sink then slide your fingers along your inner thigh.

With the bend of your wrist, you gather the wetness between your folds and press your finger over your clit. Your breathing becomes more and more labored as you imagine Bucky fucking you with his thick fingers.

You’re so lost in the moment that you don’t hear him call your name and by the time he’s opening the door you don’t even have time to pull your hand away.

Your fingers are buried in your pussy and your inner thighs are slick with your arousal.

“Couldn’t wait I see,” he hisses. “Bad girl.”

“Buckyyyy,” you whine.

With a purposeful step he moves inside the small bathroom and closes the door, locking it with a click.

“Don’t stop now baby doll,” he simpers. “Lemme see you fuck yourself with those fingers.”

“But…”

“Don’t but me. Only good girls get what they want.”

You huff and pout, making him take a threatening step closer and close the distance between you.

“Don’t you dare stop.”

Your chest heaves and your pebbled nipples ache against your bra as you start to move your fingers again. You slide them out and they stop above your bundle of nerves, circling slowly before dipping lower again.

He grits his teeth with a growl, his heated gaze fixed on the motions of your hand.

“Harder,” he commands.

You tremble at the sound, as if his words were a physical touch and obey. Every breath he takes has his chest brushing yours and you can see his control wavering.

You pull your fingers out and slide them back up to circle your clit, pressing down hard enough to make you moan loudly.

“Fuck,” he groans, his metal fingers ghosting between your breasts until they dance along your collar bone.

“Just like that doll,” he murmurs as his fingers wrap around the base of your throat.

“Nothing feels as good as you Bucky.”

His grip on your neck tightens and your back arches off the wall, your body teetering on the edge of release. He stares, eyes glazed with desire as you work yourself over. When your body starts to shake with your orgasm he holds you in place until you’re pliant in his arms.

He lifts your hand, holding it between your bodies, the light glistening off your drenched fingers, and brings them to his lips to suck them clean.

You watch him with half lidded eyes, desperate for more.

“Now be a good girl and tell me how badly you want it.”

“Please Bucky. I need your cock.”

He gives your shoulders a gentle nudge until you’re falling to your knees.

“I’ll never get tired of hearing you say please while you’re on your knees for me doll.”

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smuttyfantasyrecs · 11 months

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Bucky Barnes pt.2

*original Bucky Barnes post can be found here*

🦋 sinners and saints 🦋

@nastybuckybarnes

🦋 play pretend 🦋

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🦋 call of the wild 🦋

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🦋 it's the shirt 🦋

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🦋 what's it like 🦋

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🦋 what are friends for 🦋

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🦋 face sitting 🦋

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🦋 take it 🦋

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🦋 my number is 0 🦋

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🦋 gentle 🦋

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🦋 teasing 🦋

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🦋 the arm 🦋

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🦋 accidental pictures 🦋

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🦋 five 🦋

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🦋 two doors down 🦋

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🦋 marry me? nah. marry me? yeah. 🦋

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🦋 drunkenly in love 🦋 look don't touch 🦋

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🦋 a fragile mind or a fragile heart 🦋

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🦋 oral 🦋

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buckyalpine · 2 years

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Oooh I’ve had an idea !!! Fuckboy!Rockstar!Bucky rough fucking a groupie !! She’s high out of her mind and he’s fucking her senseless . Frantic , fast , sloppy . She’s too eager , giving him the sloppiest blowjob and screaming like a woman possessed. Both covered in sweat . Slapping , name calling , hair pulling , fingers in her mouth . Just altogether rough … (if that’s not something you’re into feel free to skip this)

Rockstar Bucky

18+ minors dni

Fuckboy Rockstar Bucky x f groupie reader

Warnings: Bucky is a warning, SMUT (name calling, spanking, breeding kink)

Word count:

This. Is. So. Hot. I am into this, I am so so into this.

The night starts off with you both just smoking some weed in his hotel room after his show; the both of you sharing a joint while laying down. It doesn’t take long for him to have his hands up your skirt, his fingers shoved deep in you while you’re spread out on his lap. He has the joint in one hand, the other in your panties, smirking while you moan and pant, begging for him to keep going.

He lets you take another hit, loving the way your eyes glaze over, your moans growing louder the higher you get, a thin sheen of sweat covering your body. You can feel his cock hard under you pressing against your ass and there's nothing more you want than to have it fill all your holes.

*****

“Fuck, that’s it baby, get my cock nice and wet, fuck you’re such a little slut” his thighs were spread apart on the bed of the hotel room, clothes thrown haphazardly around the room. You moaned around his cock, your eyes rolling back as you took him down your throat. Your face was a mess; tears streaming down your cheeks from letting his cock stretch your throat, his precum and your spit dribbling down your chin.

“So fucking slutty, always knew you were a cockhungry whore” He smirks, biting his lip watching you stroke the part of his cock you couldn’t fit in your mouth. Not good enough. “C’mon baby, take it all, open up sugar”

He doesn’t take your whining as a protest, he knows you love it. He cups your face, squeezing your cheeks to force your mouth open more, his other hand guiding the back of your head to shove his cock down your mouth.

You groan, your nose flush against his trimmed hair, his balls nearly slapping your chin, he’s a menace and you love it. He fucks your face until he can feel his cock throb, hes so close to cumming but he doesn’t want to let go yet, not when he has other plans for you tonight.

“Baby, I’d love to fill your mouth up but it’ll have to wait until next time” He pulls you off his cock, tossing you onto the bed. You barely have time to process anything when he yanks you by the ankles and grabs you hips up.

“Ass up baby” Your face is pushed into the mattress, squealing when he slaps your ass, groaning watching the soft flesh jiggle. “You gonna let me taste this pretty pussy?” He spreads your legs apart, putting you on full display for him.

“Mhm, please Buckyy” you whine out while he teases you with his tongue, sucking and licking the slick that’s already coating your thighs. He doesn’t need to be told twice, licking a long thick stripe from your clit all the way up to your tight ring of muscle, your pussy clenching when he dips back down to fuck you with his tongue.

You can barely get words out, his bruising grip on your thighs keeping them apart grow tighter the wetter you get. He doesn’t want to waste a drop, drinking every bit you spill out. His tongue is buried deep in you but you need more, your clit throbbing and aching. You push your ass back, making him groan, his hand going down to his cock to stroke himself.

“You’re so fucking messy princess, look at the mess your making” The lower half of his face is covered in your arousal, glistening in the light of the hotel room lamp. You can see his hand moving up and down, the tip of his cock leaking with precum when he strokes himself faster.

“Bucky, need more, please”

He smirks because he knows exactly what you need, he’s been avoiding it on purpose just to build your frustration more. He keeps teasing you till your whining and whimpering, trying to push your hips onto his face more.

“I know sugar, I know, you just need some attention here huh” He flicks your clit with his tongue, grinning when you moan. “So desperate, could play with this little bud all night”

His lips seal around your sensitive clit, suckling and moaning when you cry out, your hands gripping onto the sheets. He flicks and swirls around your tongue until your nearly sobbing, pulling away just before you cum.

“Noo, Bucky, fuck-AH” He slaps your ass, his hand rubbing the sting away after, shaking his head.

“Wanna feel you cum around my cock, I’ll fill you up princess, don’t worry” He’s on his knees behind you, his cock is nudging your entrance. He already knows you’re going to squeeze his cock in that tight little pussy, he hopes to hell his pull out game is strong tonight. If it isn’t oh well. He starts to push the tip in, the both of you moaning when his thick cock starts to stretch you.

“Come on baby, open up for me” He hisses, your walls clenching and stretching to accommodate his girth “So fuckin’ tight, would’ve thought you’re a virgin if I hadn’t been balls deep in you before”

“OH fuuuccckkk yes YES” You groan out as he sheathes himself inside, giving you no chance to adjust, his hips snapping against yours in an instant. “FUCKK” His heavy balls are smacking against your clit, his cock kissing your cervix each time he thrusts into you. He loves the way your ass bounces, but he wants more. He wants to see your eyes roll back, he wants to see how fucked out your face gets for him.

He pulls his cock out, flipping you onto your back before shoving his cock in again with one stroke. He’s slamming into you again, pounding you into the mattress, his face inches away from yours,

“JAMES PLEASE” Your clawing at his back, you don’t know what sensation to focus on, his cock, his hands gripping onto your waist, his lips brushing against your skin. “M’gonna cum, fuckfuckfuck” Your head lulls to the side but he doesn’t want that, he needs to see you.

“Lemme see that pretty face sugar” His hands grip your cheeks making your lips pout, forcing you to look at him. “Look at those pretty eyes baby, you’re high as fuck” His eyes are just as hazy as yours, the both of you climbing higher and higher towards your orgasm.

He loves the way you sound like a porn star; all those moans and screams are just for him. The best part about your screams is how you sound with his fingers shoved in your mouth. You gasp when he stuffs three fingers into your mouth, muffling your moans, drool coating your lips.

“Keep it down you little slut, unless you want half the floor to hear how good you’re getting it”

You clench at his words which only stoke his ego more, he loves how dirty you are just for him. For the rest of the world, you’re this sweet little groupie but for him? His personal little fuck toy. He starts to fuck you faster, the headboard rattling against the wall.

“Let you princess, know you wanna cum, let go baby, cum” Your moans and high pitched whines grow louder, your back arching, warmth and pleasure spreading through your body as your orgasm nearly tips you off the edge. His hands snakes' down to toy with your clit, throwing you head first into your climax, your walls fluttering and clenching around his length.

He licks the tears spilling down your cheeks, fucking you harder because he can’t hold back anymore. You’re moaning and crying around his cock, your nails leaving angry lines down his back. Your ankles are digging into his ass to feel him even deeper.

“Princess...”

He knows he has to pull out, and if he wants to he could. Right now. But fuck, your clenching tight walls are so fucking warm and wet. Fuck, imagine his cute little groupie whos supposed to be all innocent walking around with a swollen belly, full of his baby, fuck, fuck, fuck, fu-

“OH FUCCKKK I’m cumming, shit-baby, fuck you feel so good”

He keeps fucking in to you, his pace sloppy, your mixed arousal squelching and dripping out of you. He hisses as he pulls out, panting beside you, pleased at how utterly wrecked you looked. Perfect. You’re already half asleep, the combination of the weed and Bucky’s cock have you floating on a cloud. You slur in your sleep, snuggling into the sheets. Bucky smirks, throwing his clothes on, giving your ass a soft spank before leaving.

“Until next time, princess”

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toastedkiwi · 8 months

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Rockstar!Bucky protectively holding popstar!reader at a Hollywood house party. She’s on her phone scrolling through instagram. He’s glaring at people like usual.

Y/n: I sense you’re glaring

Bucky: I am not

Y/n: you’re such a liar— see I caught a picture of you

Bucky: that’s creepy that you’re taking photos of me without me knowing.

Y/n: it’s what the paparazzi do

Steve: you’re being dramatic, Buck

Bucky: oh go kiss my ass

Steve: I already have and I have a husband now thank you very much

Y/n: you’re all a bunch of divas.

Bucky and Steve: am not

#rockstar!bucky barnes x popstar!reader

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bluehourbucky · 1 year

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the biting problem

pairing: rockstardad!bucky x f!reader

summary: how theo developed a liking to biting

a/n: I had so much fun writing this hope you enjoy!

rockstardad! bucky universe

main masterlist

bucky masterlist

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Bucky didn't know he could love someone more than you, but when he saw his son for the first time, he knew he would do anything for his baby boy.

Bucky loved being a first-time father, the not sleeping for a year didn't even matter to him when he got to wake up next to you.

"Doll look he smiled!" Bucky still after 2 years couldn't stop gushing over his sons little actions.

"Imma eat your toes! Imma eat them all. Nom nom." He says to his son and gently starts biting them, and Theo giggles and screams, making you laugh.

"NOOO. MA TOES MAMMAA!"

You come to help him, but instead, Bucky catches you and starts tickling you. After he's done torturing you and you're out of breath Bucky kisses you softly and then grabs Theo to put him to bed since it was getting late.

"Ouch."

"Is everything okay?" You yelled out from the living room hearing your husband.

"Theo you can't just bite people." Bucky picks up Theo in his arms and scolds him. Theo looks at his father confused, because why not?

"Don't."

Theo laughs and bites Buckys shoulder, hard.

"That hurts, baby. You can't bite that hard. Like this is okay when you're playing. Okay?" Bucky gently nibbles on Theo's slobbery fingers.

"Mmkay, dada." Theo nodds.

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Your phone rings and you pick up immediately seeing its the number of Theo's day care

"Hello. Is this miss Barnes?"

"Yes that's me. Is Theo okay?"

"He's okay. But, Theo bit two kids today. We need you or your husband to come in."

"We'll be there."

You quickly call Bucky and pick him up from the studio.

"Oh god. Why is he biting kids. He never did that before? Are we bad parents. I think it's my fault." Bucky rants nervously.

"Babe, we're not bad parents, and we'll talk to him. See what he was thinking. It's okay " You put your hand over Buckys thigh. Who would've thought this huge scary looking man could be so soft.

"No it's my fault because I always bite him when we're playing. This is all my fault."

Bucky is sweating so much, he wasn't even this nervous when the band played their first sold out show.

"Thank you for coming."

The meeting doesn't last that long, and when you're out of the day care, you three sit in the car.

"Well, that wasn't that bad." You say and look at Buckys scrunched up face, the one he makes when he's thinking very hard.

"Theo honey do you have anything to say?"

"Sowwy mommy, sowwy daddy." He looks down shamefully, he didn't think he was bad he was just playing.

"It's okay. Just please don't bite other kids okay? That's bad. Promise?" Bucky holds out his pinky finger waiting for Theo to do the same.

And he does.

"Good boy. I love you so much." Theo is pulled into Buckys chest and showered with kisses. He has him wrapped around his tiny finger.

"Love you trouble." You plant a kiss on top of Theo's head and drive home.

couple of months later

"Mmh, so pretty, my pretty doll." Bucky kisses you and squeezes your ass , you've been making out for last 15 minutes and he's been teasing you for even longer.

"Please, Bucky!" you beg and you suck a hickey on Buckys neck.

"MOMMA NO THAT'S BAD!" Theo screams and Bucky drops you from his hold. The kid was supposed to be asleep.

You and Bucky look at each other, luckly you're both dressed.

"What are you doing up trouble?" Bucky picks up his son and tickles his belly.

"Are you kay daddy? Mommy always bite your neck! You say it bad! But why I can no bite but mommy can?"

Ooohhh.

Bucky smirks and realises that it was you who Theo picked up biting from.

"That's right. I'm going to have to put her in time out uh?" Theo nodds proudly.

"And you too little guy you're up past your bed time." Theo looks at Bucky his eyes wide open.

"No I sleep now." He goes completely limp and starts snoring.

Bucky rolls his eyes and goes to tuck him in.

"Mommy was bad I think she deserves a punishment?" Bucky teases you and you roll your eyes.

"He picked this biting stuff from you! You're the one that biting me all the time." It's not like he's wrong, you might like to bite Bucky but it's not your fault, he just looks delicious all the time!

"He did not." you cross your arms, pouting.

"No? Well, so it's not you who bites me when we cuddle, when I cook, when I'm talking on the phone, or playing the guitar?"

You're stubborn so you shake your head a no.

"Lying is bad, doll. Gotta punish you for that too." Bucky picks you up, throws you over your shoulder and then gives your ass a slap.

There's only one person who no longer bites people and it's not you.

[the end]

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marvelobsessed134 · 2 months

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Love Me Tender Series Masterlist

Pairings: 60s!Rockstar!Bucky x Fem!Reader

Warnings: slight innocent!reader, smut, age gap (not specified), gender roles for the time period, mentions of drug use (coke), alcohol usage

A/n: This is pretty inspired by the Priscilla/Elvis movies so yeah Bucky and Reader are loosely based off of Elvis and Priscilla.

Summary/Synopsis: You are the daughter of a big time Hollywood executive and get dragged along to an event full of starlets, musicians, and Hollywood insiders. There you meet Bucky Barnes one of the most famous rockstars of the year.

Part one: the meeting

Part two: the first date

Part three: moving in

Part four: the wedding

#bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #rockstar!bucky x reader #marvel x reader #marvel au #marvel smut #60s au #elvis and priscilla #priscilla presley #elvis presley #Elvis #Elvis movie #vintage #Lana Del Rey

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noctumbra · 2 years

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DISCLAIMER

─ almost all the works linked below are +18. please read the warnings before you read the fic. i won’t be accepting any accusations about the topic i wrote because you skipped the warnings. the fics linked below might include dark fics.

─ to get notified for fic updated only, turn on the notifications on for @cuddlewrites. i will be reblogging only the work i post on here.

─ i only write for bucky barnes, and rarely a couple other sebastian stan characters.

─ main masterlist

》 honey baby: ceo!bucky wants to have some fun during an online meeting.

》 kitten: dom!bucky reminds you your place.

》 bloody: bucky loves watching you carry his marks, so he gives you some.

》 angel face: some drunk shenanigans happen. the next day brings sober confessions with it.

》 unexpected relief: bucky writes a website’s name wrong, but he’s not unhappy with the results.

》 pleasure: daddy!bucky needs to relax, and you’re there to help him.

》 wicked tongue: you have a one night stand with a very handsome, older guy and you get surprised at the end.

》 what you need: you need money and your roommate is there to help you in every way.

》 intentional: alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

》 abyss: hades!bucky falls in love with you in the first sight.

》 pour some sugar on me: rockstar!bucky sees you in the crowd and wants to get to know you. natasha helps him.

》 fade out: serialkiller!bucky thinks he was created to make wrongs right, and that’s exactly what he does to you.

》 pretty: bartender!bucky flirts with you, and you end up in an alley next to the bar he works in.

》 been like this: mob!bucky is possessive and makes sure you’re owned and bred.

》 i was made for lovin’ you: rockstar!bucky wants another baby, and you indulge him into his wish.

》 for your love: tfatws!bucky reminiscing his times with his soulmate. his family is there to support him.

》 the knowing: watching your soulmate have a life with someone other than you hurts way more than one can imagine.

》 vanilla: without knowing, you slept with your dad’s best friend who happened to be the best smelling alpha.

》 hush baby: crushing on your best friend and learning that he was crushing on you back had come with a package, and you couldn’t be happier and hornier.

》 let the feeling come take you: you come across to this rockstar at the bar and your life changes from there.

》 wildfire: you connect with a beautiful man on the beach, and things progress from there.

》 underworld: a demon finds you being lonely in his bar and decides that you need a good time.

》 red flags and long nights: three months isn’t long enough to get to know someone, especially if that person had different... tastes.

》 freak in the sheets: dilf!bucky is a flirts and he knows what he wants: you. thankfully, you want him back.

》 baby it’s you: omega!bucky has finally found his potential mate through beyoncé songs.

》 snatch my soul: ceo!nick finds a different way to make you forgive him about something that was not real.

》 supermodel: rockstar!bucky wants to make things right after his big fuck up in the past.

》 touch my soul from outside: dadsbestfriend!bucky knows exactly how to love on you.

》 i wanna be yours: rockstar!bucky loves and cherishes you to the point of annoying his best friend who happnes to be your brother.

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