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fatecantstopme · 2 years

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Save Me From Myself

Pairing: BBF!Bucky x reader

Summary: You and your boyfriend get into a fight and he beats you. You go to your brother’s house for support only to find his best friend and roommate, Bucky Barnes, instead. Bucky is furious when you tell him what happened and he takes care of you.

Warnings: Angst, fluffy fluff. Domestic violence/assault. Use of pet names. Bucky being insanely protective.

A/N: I'm thinking I'll make a part 2...so, there will be eventual smut.

Part 2

Tears streamed down your bruised cheeks as you tried to drive the 5 miles to your brother’s apartment without crashing your car. You were silently praying that you wouldn't drive by any cops, partially because you were speeding and partially because you weren't sure if you were driving in your own lane. It was dark, your left eye was swelling, and the tears clouded your vision. It was a trifecta ripe for disaster.

By some miracle, you managed to get to his apartment in one piece. You parked your car and quickly made your way up the stairs to his third floor apartment. You banged on the door as loudly as you could.

After 15 seconds of no response, you knocked even louder and yelled your brother's name. "Steve! Open the door!"

A few moments later, you heard a man's voice yell a response. "Hold on, I'm coming. Sweet Jesus." The door swung open and you were met with your brother's best friend and roommate, Bucky Barnes.

"Where's Steve?" you asked as you pushed past Bucky into the apartment.

"Well hello to you too, (Y/N). Steve's staying the night at Peggy's."

"Damnit," you said angrily before dropping onto the couch with your head in your hand.

The moment Bucky saw your hands, concern flowed through his body. "What happened to you?"

"It's nothing. I just want to talk to Steve," you mumbled.

Bucky sat down beside you. "Well Steve's not here, but I am. Talk to me, (Y/N)." He reached up and gently pried your left hand away from your face. He gasped at the sight of your swollen eye and he lifted your chin to get a better look at you. "Who did this to you?"

You could hear the anger in his voice and it sparked a whole new wave of tears.

"Hey, hey. It's okay, don't cry," he said in a much softer voice. "Let me get something to clean you up with, okay?"

You nodded and wiped the tears from your eyes as Bucky rummaged through the closet in an attempt to find the first aid kit he was pretty sure was tucked in there somewhere.

A few moments later, he emerged triumphant, first aid kit held up in his metal hand. When he looked at you again, the smile slid from his face. He took a moment to really look at you and he began calculating all the injuries you had. Your legs appeared to be okay, but they were mostly covered, so he couldn't be sure. He couldn't see any obvious injuries to your torso, but he could tell you were in pain. You were cradling your right arm and your hands were bloody and bruised. His eyes traveled up to your face and he felt a mix of heartbreak and overwhelming rage. He pushed both emotions aside and focused on you instead. Your normally beautiful eyes were surrounded by black and blue bruises and the left one was swollen shut. There were several small cuts on your face, a split lip, and a large gash across your right cheek. Your hair was disheveled and your clothes looked haphazard. Normally you were always put together, so it was obvious that something bad had happened to you.

Bucky wanted to believe that no person would ever do this to you, but he had a bad feeling he knew exactly what happened. He knelt down in front of you and opened up the first aid kit. "You wanna tell me what happened?"

You shook your head and kept your eye trained on the front of Bucky's shirt, avoiding his eyes with your one good one.

Bucky didn't say anything as he started to gently clean the cuts on your face. The large gash on the right side looked deep, but not 'needs stitches' deep. You winced and inhaled sharply when he touched your face. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "I don't want to hurt you. Maybe we should just go to the hospital."

"No," you said insistently. "No hospitals."

Bucky sighed. "Alright, doll. No hospitals. But I'd really like to know what happened."

You opened your mouth to lie, but decided against it. You just sat in silence as Bucky wiped the blood from your hands.

"You don't have to tell me, but I'm all you've got right now. I just want to help you."

"It was nothing, Buck. I just fell."

Bucky's jaw tightened and you realized that lying to him was not a good plan. "You fell. Into John's fists?"

You winced at his tone and started to deny it, but there was no point. Bucky knew you too well. And unfortunately, he knew John too well too. "He didn't mean it," you whispered.

Bucky let out a sound that was something between a growl and a curse. "That piece of shit means everything he does, (Y/N). I'll kill him for hurting you."

"You're not going to kill anyone, Bucky."

He looked up at you and suddenly you had a very different feeling in your chest. He was completely serious. "He deserves it."

Your eye widened as much as it could. "Bucky, what good would that do? It won't change anything."

He sighed and let go of your hands. "Fine. But if you go back to him, I swear..." he trailed off, his expression hard.

You didn't say anything and Bucky got angrier. "(Y/N). He's going to kill you if you stay. You have to know that. You're too good for him. You deserve the world."

You made eye contact with him and tears threatened to push their way out of your eyes again. "I know, I know. But where am I supposed to go, Bucky? We live together."

"You'll stay with us until we can get you a new apartment. I'll sleep on the couch and you can have my room."

You shook your head. "I'm not going to kick you out of your room, Bucky."

"You're not. I'm offering." He squeezed your arm and you yelped. "Shit, doll! I'm sorry. What's wrong?" He moved your arm to inspect it and you gasped in pain.

"I think it's broken," you said softly, voice laced with pain.

"We're going to the hospital, (Y/N). No excuses." You started to protest and he cut you off. "Either you walk with me or I carry you. You decide, but we are going to the hospital."

You could hear the seriousness in his voice, so you decided to stop trying to fight him. What good would it do? You followed Bucky to the door and he opened it for you to walk out ahead of him. He guided you down the stairs to his car, opening the passenger side door for you to slide in. Just that small act was kinder than John ever was to you. It surprised you slightly, but Bucky always treated you that way. Like you mattered.

Bucky drove in silence to the hospital; shooting glances over to you to make sure you were doing okay. His heart ached every time he looked at you. It broke his heart that you were in pain and that someone had done this to you. You were the best person he knew and he adored you. More than he'd ever tell you. Every instinct he had was screaming at him to keep you safe and to beat the ever-loving shit out of John. "You still with me, sweets?" he asked softly.

You nodded and attempted to smile at him. You winced in pain as the action made your split lip throb.

Bucky winced. "Maybe let's keep the facial expressions to a minimum, yeah?"

You nodded again. "Probably best," you mumbled.

Bucky pulled into the emergency room parking lot and helped you out of the car. As you walked through the front door, people turned to look at the two of you. When you reached the front desk, Bucky began to explain what happened, but the nurse asked him to step back and beckoned you to the side.

"Miss, what happened?" she asked.

"My boyfriend beat me," you whispered softly, shame covering your face.

"Is that your boyfriend?"

You shook your head. "He's my brother's best friend."

The nurse nodded. "So he didn't hurt you?"

You shook your head again. "No, he's the one who insisted we come here."

"Good. We need to make sure you don't have any serious injuries, okay? Go ahead and have a seat. We'll be with you soon."

You and Bucky took your seats and he leaned over to ask you what the nurse said. "She wanted to make sure you weren't the one who hurt me."

He nodded. "I would never hurt you. Never." He said it with such conviction that you were a little surprised.

You didn't have to wait very long to be seen by a doctor. When your name was called, Bucky tried to follow you, but the nurse told him he had to wait in the waiting room. Panic lit up your face and you said quickly, "I need him."

The nurse glanced at you and she could see the anxiety on your face. She nodded her head and gestured for Bucky to follow.

Once you were in a room, the nurse took your vitals and preliminary information. Eventually, the doctor came in to begin her exam. "Hello, Miss (Y/L/N). How are you feeling today?"

"Not great," you said softly.

The doctor nodded. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"I got in a fight with my boyfriend." The doctor glanced over at Bucky, but you shook your head quickly. "Not him."

The doctor relaxed a little and turned her attention back to you. "What started the fight?"

"We got into an argument. He accused me of cheating on him and he got really angry when I insisted that I wasn't. He'd been drinking. He was just really angry," you trailed off.

"Angry or not, he shouldn't have hit you. What exactly did he do?"

You were clearly uncomfortable, so Bucky stepped forward and took your hand gently. "Just go slowly, (Y/N). It's okay. You're safe."

You relaxed slightly. "He hit me in the face several times. He wears this big ring on his right hand and it cut my cheek. He pulled me by my hair and dragged me onto the floor so he could kick me. I think he got my arm when I tried to protect my stomach. Then he just walked away and left me there." You paused. "When I felt strong enough, I got up, grabbed my keys, and drove to my brother's apartment."

"This is your brother?" the doctor asked.

Bucky shook his head. "No ma'am, I'm his roommate. Her brother wasn't home, but I thought she needed to come to the hospital."

"That was a good call. Especially if he managed to get a kick into your torso. We want to make sure you don't have any internal injuries. And it sounds like your arm might be injured as well." She stood up and got a closer look at your face. "Your face appears to look worse than it actually is, which is good. Just some bruising, swelling, and minor cuts. We'll make sure they're nice and cleaned up before you go so we can reduce the likelihood of an infection."

"Bucky already cleaned them a little," you said softly.

The doctor smiled. "It seems like you've got yourself a good friend."

You looked at Bucky. He looked nervous, but he shot you a warm smile. "Yeah, I think you're right," you murmured.

The doctor picked up your right arm and you gasped. "I can't be sure if it's a fracture or a break until we get an x-ray. I'll go order that and be right back."

You took a deep breath and watched as the doctor left the room. "Thanks for brining me here, Bucky."

"No way was I gonna let you out-stubborn me." You laughed for the first time all evening and it made Bucky smile. He'd always loved your laugh, but it was a rare sound lately. He actually couldn't remember the last time he'd heard it. "I miss that laugh."

Surprise lit up your face and he blushed slightly. He hadn't intended to say it out loud, but when your lips curved into a small smile, his heart started beating normally again. "I kind of miss it too."

"Ever since you started dating John, you've just seemed...sadder, somehow. You were always so bubbly and fun when we were kids."

You shrugged. "I guess I didn't really realize how much I'd changed until it was too late."

"It's never too late."

You looked up at him. "I don't feel like myself. I haven't for years. I don't know if I'll ever get that back."

He squeezed your hand gently. "You will. Steve and I will help you. We're the ones who know you best."

The mention of your brother's name brought you back to reality. Bucky was your friend, sure, but that was it. That's all it had ever been. You were his best friend's kid sister. Nothing more. A part of you had always had a crush on Bucky, even while you were with John, but that was something you would never act on. It would be too awkward for your brother if his best friend rejected you.

"Hey sweets, where's that head at?"

You shook your head to clear your thoughts. "Sorry, I was just lost in my thoughts." You were saved from having to explain more by the entrance of a hospital tech.

"Hi, Miss (Y/L/N). I'm here to take you for your x-ray."

Bucky promised to be there when you returned, so you allowed the tech to lead you to radiology for your x-ray.

30 minutes after the exam, you had your results in hand, your cuts cleaned, and a prescription to prevent infection and help with the pain.

Bucky helped you into the car before sliding into the driver's seat. "At least it's not broken," he said gently.

"It's fractured in two places, Buck," you mumbled.

He sighed and looked at the brace they'd put on your arm. It was just to help support the bone as it healed, but it would serve as a reminder of what happened to you for a long time even after the bruises had faded and the cuts healed.

When the two of you arrived back at the apartment, Bucky insisted once again that you take his bed. You tried to refuse, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. "You're the one with several injuries, (Y/N/N). I will happily take the couch."

You sighed. "Fine, but I'm only agreeing to this because you're so damn stubborn and I'm too tired to argue."

He grinned. "I'll take the win." He gestured for you to follow him to his bedroom. "You can borrow some of my clothes to sleep in."

You blushed slightly and prayed that he didn't notice. The idea of wearing his clothes warmed your whole body. You watched him pull a t-shirt and sweatpants out of his drawer and set them on the bed. "These are definitely too big for you, but I hope they'll work for now. Steve and I will go to your place and pack up your stuff tomorrow."

"These will work," you said as you picked up the shirt. "Thank you." You stared at him in silence for a moment before he caught on.

"Shit, sorry! I'll leave so you can change. Just yell if you need anything."

When he walked out of the room, you couldn't help but chuckle. For such a smart man, he could be dense as hell. You started to try and take your shirt off, but you gasped as pain radiated down your arm. You tried lifting your arm again, but the pain only intensified. You sighed angrily, realizing you weren't getting the damn shirt off without help. The last thing you wanted to do was ask Bucky to take your shirt off, but you didn't have another option...unless you wanted to cut the damn thing off.

You poked your head out of his room and called his name softly. "Bucky?"

He appeared quickly from the kitchen. "What'cha need sweets?"

"I um...I can't get my shirt off," you mumbled uncomfortably.

His eyes widened and a slight blush colored his cheeks. "Oh, um. Do you want me to help?"

You nodded. "It hurts my arm too much, but I wanted to get a shower before I go to bed, so it has to come off."

Bucky looked nervous, but he agreed to help you. He followed you back into his room and you turned away from him in an attempt to have more privacy.

"Umm, doll?"

"Yeah?"

"You kinda have to face me...your arm is in the front."

You froze for a second before turning around. "Right..."

"Hey, I'll keep my eyes on your face, okay? I just need to get it over your arm first," he said in an attempt to put you at ease.

You nodded your head and lifted your left arm over your head for him.

"Okay, sweets. I'm gonna have to move the right arm. I'll go as slowly as I can, okay?"

"Just do it quickly so I can get it over with."

He sighed. "Alright, on three. One--" He quickly lifted your arm into the air as gently as he could while simultaneously pulling your shirt up and over your head and arms.

You gasped in pain, but Bucky was lowering your arm immediately after the pain registered in your brain. Your shirt was on the floor and you were standing before the guy you'd had a crush on since 6th grade in nothing but a bra and jeans. The embarrassment brought a dark blush to your face.

Bucky's eyes never left your face, although he really really wanted to look down. He cleared his throat lightly. "Need anything else, doll?"

You started to shake your head when an uncomfortable realization came over you. "I uh, I can't--I mean, I umm..."

He raised an eyebrow as he watched your face. "Yes?"

"My bra..." you whispered. "I can't unclasp it."

"Oh," he said, his cheeks darkening. "Umm...turn around." When you turned your back to him, he finally let his eyes slide down your body. His heart clenched at the sight of several bruises on your back that appeared to be in various stages of healing. With dexterous fingers, he quickly unclasped your bra and then turned away from you so you could have privacy. "You can turn around now. I'll be in the living room if you need anything, but before I go, I need to know something."

"Okay..." you said softly as you turned to face his back.

"How many times has he hit you?"

You realized you probably had old bruises on your back, along with a couple scars from various "fights" with John. You sighed softly. "Too many to count, Buck," you said honestly.

His back tensed and he let out a low sound that you could only equate to a growl. "Does Steve know?"

"No. I never told him. I never told anyone."

Bucky sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Don't keep shit like that from me anymore, okay? Don't keep it from Steve either. We both care about you and there is no way in hell that either one of us would have allowed John to remain above ground if we'd known."

"I know," you whispered.

He could hear the tears in your voice and he desperately wanted to pull you into a tight hug, but he knew it would be awkward given your half-naked state. "I'm going to hug you when it's less awkward, but I just want you to know that I care about you, okay? A lot."

Your heart skipped a beat and you closed your eyes. "Thank you, Bucky."

He nodded. "Okay, I'm gonna leave the room now. Go get your shower and then I'll help you with whatever you need."

"Okay, thanks." He left the room and you slowly stripped off your remaining clothes before climbing into the shower. You stood under the spray, letting the hot water sooth your sore body. You would have happily stayed in the shower for hours, if the hot water hadn't turned to luke warm.

You sighed as you turned off the shower and slowly dried off as best as you could given your current state. Your arm was aching, but at least the pain meds had finally started to kick in. You went back into Bucky's bedroom and pulled his sweatpants on easily. When it came to putting on a shirt, however, your arm once again acted as a painful obstacle. You refused to ask him for even more help, so you pulled on the shirt as slowly as possible, biting your lip to keep from crying out in pain.

Once you were fully dressed, you stepped out into the living room in search of Bucky, and maybe something to eat. Bucky was sitting on the couch watching something on TV and he looked up when you walked in. His eyes widened slightly and his jaw went slack as he looked at you. He didn't say anything for a moment and you started to feel uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Umm, you okay Buck?"

He realized he'd been staring and he shook his head and cleared his throat. "Um, yeah. Sorry, sweets. I was--umm...did you enjoy your shower?"

You nodded. "Yeah, I could've stayed in there for hours."

Bucky was still looking at you oddly and you weren't sure why. You were tired and achey, and you couldn't help but ask him what was up. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"There's just something about seeing you in my clothes..." he trailed off.

Your eyebrows raised and you stared at him in silence. You didn't know what to say to that or exactly how to interpret it.

Bucky clearly realized what he'd said a moment too late. His face blushed dark red and he looked away from you. "Sorry, I uh, I shouldn't have said anything."

You moved further into the room and sat down on the chair across from him. "You didn't really say anything, so it's okay."

Bucky looked at you in surprise. "Did you miss what I said?"

You chuckled lightly. "I think my ears are the one thing that still work perfectly." You paused. "Was there more to your statement than I thought?"

Bucky looked away from you again. "I don't know if we should be talking about this right now."

"You're the one that brought it up. I could use something to take my mind off of everything anyway."

Bucky sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Steve's been my best friend since we were little kids. I've known you basically my whole life. I always thought you were fun and sweet, but you were Steve's little sister, ya know?"

You nodded, not entirely sure where he was going with this. Or maybe you just didn't want to get your hopes up.

"But then we went to college and you graduated high school and things changed. I started looking at you differently. I wanted to say something to you when you graduated college...but then you started dating John and I just...I hated it. I hated him. And that was even before I knew what a jackass he was."

"You warned me, but I didn't want to listen," you said softly.

Bucky sighed. "I know, but it's a little more complicated than that, isn't it? Love is blind."

"Is it? Or was I just ignorant?"

"Maybe both, but you're still the smartest woman I know."

You chuckled. "I love the compliments, Buck, even if you're full of shit."

"There's that laugh again. My favorite sound in the world."

You inhaled sharply and he blushed. "Your favorite?"

Bucky nodded. "You're my favorite, so it's not too far of a stretch..."

You just looked at Bucky in silence, mentally begging him to continue.

"Look, I know this is terrible timing, but I can't sit here and pretend that I don't feel what I feel. I've adored you for years, (Y/N). You're my favorite person in the entire world, even over Steve. Seeing you in pain is the worst thing I've ever experienced. Just knowing that John did this to you...it makes me see red. You deserve the world, (Y/N/N)."

Tears had formed in your eyes while he spoke. "What are you saying, Bucky?"

He looked at you with warm eyes. "I think you know, doll."

"I need to hear you say it," you whispered.

Bucky took a deep breath. "I love you, (Y/N). I've loved you for years. I loved you before I even really knew what love was. Seeing you with anyone else broke my heart, but seeing you with John...I don't even have words, (Y/N)."

You stood up and walked over to him, kneeling on the ground in front of him. You took his hand in yours and squeezed it. "I wish you would have told me sooner."

"Would it have changed anything?" he whispered.

"It would have changed everything."

He looked at you in surprise, blue eyes filled with hope. "What...I mean, do you...?"

"I think you know," you said softly, echoing his earlier words.

"Please, doll." He sounded scared to have hope.

"I fell in love with you a long time ago, Buck. My feelings for you have never changed."

He touched your face as gently as possible. "I'm dying to kiss you, sweets, but I don't want to hurt you."

"Just be gentle," you whispered. "I don't want to wait for it to heal."

He leaned forward and placed his lips against yours with the gentlest affection you'd ever received. He held the kiss as long as he could without moving so he wouldn't hurt you. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours. "I've wanted to do that for years, but I promise you I'll kiss you breathless once you heal...if you let me."

You nodded your head, "I would love that."

He smiled and kissed your forehead sweetly. "How about we get you in bed, huh? You need to get some rest."

You nodded and allowed him to help you up off the floor. He guided you to his room and helped you into the bed. He kissed your cheek, avoiding the cut that remained there.

"Goodnight, doll. If you need anything, I'll be on the couch."

He started to leave, but you grabbed his hand with your good arm. "Please stay," you whispered.

He looked conflicted. "Are you sure, doll? Last thing I wanna do is make you uncomfortable."

"I don't wanna be alone. Please, Buck."

He never could tell you no, so he crawled into the bed beside you and reached over you to turn off the light. You rolled over so your back was to him and he laid still beside you, afraid to touch you, despite your earlier conversation.

"Bucky?"

"Yeah, sweets?"

"You can touch me."

He laughed lightly and rolled over so his front was against your back. He slowly wrapped his metal arm around your waist. "Am I hurting you?"

You shook your head and settled back against him, ensuring his body was flush against yours. He kissed your shoulder and whispered, "Goodnight, (Y/N)."

"Goodnight, Bucky. Thank you."

"For what?"

"For saving me from myself."

He kissed your shoulder again. "Always, (Y/N/N). Always."

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jbucb · 8 months

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violentdelightsandviolentends · 7 months

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i was thinking a whiskey if you please? :) with a side of a bbf!steve rogers? (brother’s best friend and that brother is bucky) idk recently i’ve found similarities in my physical appearance to bucky so it was just a random thought lol- but basically steve is a sweetheart towards the reader and that causes her to crush on him (and ofc cause he’s hot) and the prompt could be "Let him watch." (him being bucky ��)

Let Him Watch.

warnings - cursing. allusions to sexual content.

my love, I hope you don't mind, but I decided to make this a college!au. the idea of college bucky and steve is just so delicious to me I couldn't resist <3

3k celebration post here. 3k masterlist here.

A party. A one off visit. The boy you've been in love with since you were a kid.

Your brothers best friend.

The notorious frat boy who's always had a soft spot for you.

There's so many people in this house, you can barely stand. Bass bouncing, bodies moving, sweat dripping down backs. Lights flashing, drinks flowing, hands roaming and exploring.

You're sandwiched between two strangers when you feel a solo cups worth of liquid pour down your back, drenching you. You gasp and turn around, but can't find the culprit. Looking around the room, you search for Bucky, hoping he'll give you the key to his room so you can grab a new shirt from your overnight bag.

You fight your way through the crowd, desperate to find your brother. You can see what seems like a thousand frat boys, not one of them the one you want.

"Are you okay?" someone shouts at you, warm hand finding your shoulder.

It's Steve, who looks a little concerned, crease etched in between his brows.

"Someone threw a drink down my back," you yell back. "I can't find Bucky!"

"He's with Nat, in the backyard. Come with me."

Before you can protest, he's intertwining his fingers with yours, pulling you upstairs.

You've never been in Steve's room at college. Back home, you've been in it a thousand times, but this is different. This is a place for grown up Steve, not a kid anymore Steve. This feels more sacred, somehow.

"Sorry about the mess."

You look around, and can't understand what he's talking about. The place is virtually spotless, everything neat and tidy.

"You're the least messy person I know, Steve."

He laughs and opens his closet, searching through his clothes.

"Which one? Green or blue?"

He holds up two shirts, one in each hand, offering them to you.

"Blue, please. It'll go with my skirt better."

You take it from him, a tiffany coloured tee with ROGERS written on the back. You remember him wearing it, at a practise football tournament a couple of years back.

Without thinking, you peel your wet shirt over your head, standing in front of Steve in your bra. The beer you've been sipping on has lowered your inhibitions, bravery coursing through your veins.

His eyes roam over you before he shakes his head, diverting his gaze.

"You're so beautiful," he mumbles. "Most beautiful girl in the world."

You look at him incredulously, unsure if you heard him correctly.

"What?"

"You heard me. I've never met anyone as pretty as you."

"Steve, you're drunk."

"No drunker than you are."

He takes a step towards you, trailing his fingertips up your arm.

"Shouldn't you be with some college cheerleader or something?" you whisper.

He laughs, low and warm.

"I haven't slept with anyone since I got here."

You scoff.

"You've been here for months. I don't believe that for a second."

"It's true. I've been too busy thinking about-"

He cuts himself off, dancing his fingers up to rest against your cheek. He cradles your face in his hand, looking at you seriously.

"I can't stop thinking about you."

"Me?" you whisper in disbelief.

"Yes, you. I know it's not fair on Bucky, but I don't know what else to do. It's not my fault his sister is so easy to fall in love with."

"You love me?" you choke out, eyes welling with tears. You take a breath to try and ground yourself, half convinced you're dreaming.

"I think I've loved you for years. Do you know how excited I was when Bucky said you were coming to visit? Most exciting thing to happen to me in months. I really miss you."

"I miss you too. So much. It's surprisingly hard being apart."

"I don't want to hurt Bucky," he murmurs.

"Me neither. That's the last thing I want to do. Ever."

"But I'm also sick of denying what I want."

He lunges forward and captures your lips, pulling you into him. It's tender and sweet and full of so many years of things unsaid.

You pull away to rest your forehead on his, breathing him in.

"I love you too, by the way," you whisper against his lips.

The grin he gives you is so bright, it's like looking at the sun. He is your sun. Your light in the dark. The only boy you've ever loved.

A harsh knock on the door startles you both.

"Steve, it's Sam! You in there? I need you to be my beer pong partner!"

"I'll, uh, I'll be out in a second!" Steve yells back.

"Come on, hotshot. They're wondering where you are," you chuckle, leaning up to kiss him chastely.

You throw his shirt on and check your reflection in the mirror, turning around when you hear Steve groan.

"What?"

"You look so good in my clothes."

"Control yourself, Rogers, or else Bucky's going to see."

"Let him watch," he winks, grinning when you laugh.

He links your hands and pulls you out of the door, ready to accept the inevitable consequences of being in love with his best friends sister.

#steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x reader #murphy's 3k celebration #steve rogers smut #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader fluff #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #captain america x reader #captain america fluff #chris evans #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x barnes!reader #brothersbestfriend!steve rogers #bbf!steve rogers

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onsunnyside · 2 years

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My brain is fully composed by best friends brother ari and HIS best friend Bucky having a crush on you 🤐🤐 I can js imagine them always being in your space 😭

Bucky you say 🌚🌚 well I already have that little drabble/au here (just with Curtis), so why don’t we get a little sluttier 👹

boyfriend!ari and boyfriend’s best friend!bucky 👁👁 allow me to further thot:

you and Ari have been dating for a few months now. you came from a pretty sheltered family and haven’t dated anyone before him 🫡 so he’s your first for everything. him and Bucky are super close, they grew up together, and now live together too. dating ari was like dating bucky (except you didn’t realize that bc you were still very new to relationships), so that means lots of cuddling on the couch, going to dinners and movie dates, even matching costumes for Halloween. you see it as three people who get along really well !! ofc you’re still dating Ari and are intimate with him, while keeping this platonic with Bucky. uhm… except, you’re very much on the innocent/inexperienced side so you don’t notice much/how strange the dynamic is… me thinks there have been plenty of times you’d accidentally wear Bucky’s clothes instead of Ari’s 🫡🫡 you’ve let yourself be coddled by them too (relaxing baths…) 🫡🫡🫡 there are countless times you’ve kissed them both good morning and good night whenever you stayed over 🫡🫡 🫡🫡

me also thinks these fellas are sneaky and will openly flirt with you all the time, you’ve gotten used to Bucky’s little touches and sweet words, not even wondering why he was basically treating you the same way as your boyfriend😳

the truth is that they were both pursuing you but you chose Ari (🥺) so Bucky backed off, then realized he couldn’t just not have you and came clean to his best friend, he didn’t want to ruin the most important friendship of his life 😪 and what do you know… 👁👁 Ari doesn’t mind sharing. In fact, he wants Bucky to have you too…

#bf Ari and bbf bucky #ask sonny #beefy best bros ari and curtis

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bigtreefest · 3 months

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Masterlist

Series

Bucky Barnes

You Catch More Bees With Honey (Mob! Bucky x Farmer! Reader) part of the Outta Nowhere AU

Steve Rogers

The Rainmaker (Mob! Steve x Forensic Scientist! Reader) part of the Outta Nowhere AU

Good Things (lost love, bbf! Steve x reader) (coming soon)

Stucky?

Guardian Angel (Mafia! Stucky x Bodyguard! Reader) ???

Ari Levinson

Bigger Houses (Mountain Ranger! Ari x Reader) a series based off Dan and Shay’s latest Album

Curtis Everett

Handiwork (Mechanic! Farmhand! Curtis x Bartender! Reader) part of the Outta Nowhere AU

Jimmy Dobyne

The Banes of the Ball (Jimmy Dobyne x Heiress! Reader)

Lloyd Hansen

Kill for Me (Lloyd Hansen x Dark! Reader, Former Steve Rogers x Reader)

One-Shots

Steve Rogers

Sick of It ❄️💞 Steve looks good in everything and you’re sick of it

Jake Jensen

Touch My Butt💞❤️‍🔥 Dating Jake is great, he’s such a gentleman

Wait Until We Get Home 🔥 You promised Jake anything he wanted if he could keep his hands to himself until you got home

Curtis Everett

From Both Ends 💞❄️ When work and responsibilities spill over, Curtis helps you clean it up

Ransom Drysdale

Meet the Parents 💞❤️‍🔥

Lloyd Hansen

Saint or Sinner? 🔥♟️

Movie Reviews

Sebastian Stan

Chris Evans

Fic Rec Masterlist

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #ari levinson #masterlist #chris evans #sebastian stan

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malum-forev · 10 months

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Bingo Masterlist

Masterlist for my 1K celebration writing challenge! You can find the bingo card here

Last updated: June 26th

Stranded (Bucky x Agent!Reader)

Miscommunication (BBF!Bucky x Reader)

Receiving / Gift Giving (Avengers!Bucky x Reader)

"What makes you think you can..." (Ex!HusbandBucky/Dad!Bucky x Reader)

Can you stay? (Ex!HusbandBucky/Dad!Bucky x Reader)

Fight (Verbal) (Bucky x Agent!Reader)

Secret Relationship (Bucky x Famous!Reader)

Fake Dating (Mafia!Bucky x Paralegal!Reader)

Protective (Bucky x PR!Reader)

Who did this to you? (Mafia!40s!Bucky x MobBossDaughter!Reader)

If you'd like to participate, be sure to comment a prompt in my asks!

Bucky x Reader pairing Inspo: College!Bucky, Fratboy!Bucky, Mafia!Bucky, Agent!Reader, Husband!Bucky, ExHusband!Bucky, Dad!Bucky, BrothersBestFriend!Bucky, Rogers!Reader, Stark!Reader, Famous!Reader.

Available Prompts:

Touch Starved

Secret Admirer

"What makes you think you can...?"

Accidentally walking in on other character

Fight (verbal)

Stranded

"You deserve better"

Domestic

"Can you stay?"

Cheesy pick up line

Convincing to adopt animal/person

"Is that my shirt?"

One saves the other

"Who did this to you?"

Secret Relationship

Smut

Tending to wounds after a fight

Fake Dating

Missing/ presumed dead

Protective

Receiving/ giving a gift

One finds the other crying

Mind reader

Miscommunication

*Any gifs posted are not my own and I give the artist full credit.

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buckyshusband0 · 2 years

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UPCOMING WIPS

Failed Attempts (Dark mob!Nick Fowler x Married!MR)

Nick's goal was to execute the best target in order to claim himself as one of the most powerful mob bosses in the world. He happens to run into his target’s husband. Nick will do everything in his power to take what’s his and only his.

Time heist (Andy Barber x Enchanced!MR x Steve Rogers)

[No summary yet]

Forever be mine (Dark!Steve Rogers x Avenger!MR)

[No summary yet]

Am I not enough? Pt.2 (Bucky Barnes x MR)

After a tense argument with your father, you left the compound to live with your loving boyfriend, Bucky Barnes. Peter had also decided to abandon Tony as well. That was until you had an interview, after which his life would change forever.

Crimson walls (Detective!Bucky Barnes x Serial Killer!MR)

Detective Bucky Barnes had no intention of falling for the masked killer. When it comes to wicked love, manipulation is important. For the broad blue-eyed man, that love was loaded with darkness and passion.

Found tapes (Andy Barber x MR)

You decide to spend the last 48 hours of your life with your husband — Andy Barber — after contracting an illness that gives you only a few days to live. You didn't leave this planet without leaving something behind for Andy to find.

Unforgivable sins (Dark!Charles Blackwood x MR)

[No summary yet]

Mistakes forgotten (BBF!Johnny Storm x MR)

[No summary yet]

#chris evans x male reader #sebastian stan x male reader #bucky barnes x male reader #steve rogers x male reader #andy barber x male reader #nick fowler x male reader #charles blackwood x male reader #johnny storm x male reader #wip

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i-just-like-marvel · 2 years

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Fics rec

* I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE STORIES, ONE SHOTS OR HEADCANNONS. I MAKE THIS LIST FOR ME TO BE EASIER TO READ AND REREAD STORIES THAT I LIKED*

Bucky Barnes

Series :

Operation faking it

Little bird

Honey, there is no right way

You hurt the one you love

Against my ruin

Born in flames

And they’re roommates

The bodyguard

Caught in the fire

Yours to wield

The match

Heir

Invisible string

One shots

Princess

3 weeks waiting

Teach me

Simmer down and pucker up

Forbidden fruit

To let you win

In too deep

One more time

The best treatment

Drunk in love

Something new

Sugar (roommate)

Safe and sound (dbf)

Steve Rogers

Series

Time to run

One shots

All I want

Andy Barber

Series

Cruel daddy

Fuel to the fire

All things truly wicked

One shots

The right girl (dbf)

Ari Levinson

Series

Protection

One shot

A helping hand

A pillow princess

Stucky

Series

The fuckboy comitee

Spitfire

Our girl

Talking bird

Method acting

A seat at the round table

One shots

Satisfied

Mission

Homecoming

Guns and Roses

Wanda

One shots

Doctor-patient-confidentiality

The scarlet witch’s toy

Doctor’s orders

Rooster

Series

Blooming

Talk to me lucky

One shots

Feel the vibration

Natasha Romanoff

It wouldn’t be

Suberbia

*No name*

No name

Eddie Munson

Sweet dreams

Show me

*no name*

Harry Styles

Series

Ruin

One shots

Getting yourself wet for me

Fuck machine

Sweat nothing (fluff)

A good boy

Innocent

A good fit (bbf)

Joaquin Torres

Comfier

Joel Miller

Room 77 (dbf)

Summer’s a knife (dbf)

Series

Silence can never be bought, only rented

Ceilings

Wandanat

My wives

Tangerine

Phone fun

Multi characters

Sex Ed class

Spicy masterlist

Girls on film

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becca-e-barnes · 3 years

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this is giving me major brothers best friend vibes

God yes!! Especially if there’s been loads of pining beforehand. You both really wanna see if the other is all talk so when he does eventually get the chance to (tr)eat you right, he’s giving it everything he’s got

And then after you cum, he’s sitting there, looking up at you, harder than he can ever remember being before, watching you try to suck in deep breaths because you’re just wrecked

“Well toots? What’s it like to get some decent head for a change?” He’d be so smug, standing up and wiping his mouth with his sleeve but you don’t even miss a beat

“I don’t know Barnes, you tell me.” Before he even has a chance to register what you said, you’ve pressed him back against the table unbuttoning his jeans and sinking to your knees. He’d let out such a content groan, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth, eyes squeezed shut.

#asks answered <3 #bucksdolll #someone told me toots sounded silly #so I stopped using it #and then someone recently told me it was adorable #so I’m back on my toots bs #bbf!bucky #I’d burn the world down for TJ #Twitter link #wiping his mouth of his sleeve is so hot to me idk why

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fatecantstopme · 2 years

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I've Got You

Pairing: BBF!Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: It's a direct continuation of Part 1, so I highly recommend reading that first. Steve comes home, wants to murder John, helps you move your stuff out, and finds out about you and Bucky.

Warnings: Cursing, tiny bit of violence (mention of previous violence and one little punch). Angst. Fluff.

A/N: Smut is coming in the next part!

Part 1

At some point during the night, you'd rolled over and nestled yourself against Bucky, head on his chest, his arms wrapped around you. You were both sound asleep and it was easily the best you'd slept in weeks.

Both of you were so deeply asleep that you didn't hear Steve come home in the morning. Bucky had neglected to shut his door last night, since his focus was entirely on you. As such, when Steve walked by the room to go to his own, he noticed a woman laying in his roommate's bed. Steve chuckled lightly and shook his head as he kept walking by, completely unsurprised by it. Before he made it to his own bedroom, his brain caught up with what he'd seen and he beelined back to Bucky's bedroom and peered in, hoping he was wrong. He could see the woman's (Y/H/C) hair and he instantly knew who it was. "(Y/N)?" he called tentatively.

Your eyes fluttered open when you heard your brother's voice and you felt Bucky stir beneath you. "Bucky," you whispered as you shook him to wake him up fully.

"Huh? What's wrong?" he mumbled.

"What's wrong is that my sister is laying in your bed," Steve said from just inside the doorway.

Bucky shot up, accidentally knocking you to the side. "Steve? I can explain."

You turned your body to fully face your brother, knowing full well that his focus would shift from Bucky to you.

"I wouldn't--" Steve stopped when he saw you. His eyes widened and his entire demeanor changed. You could feel the anger rolling off his body in waves. "What happened?" he asked, tone laced with fury.

"John--" you started, but Steve cut you off.

"I'm going to kill him," he said as he stomped off towards his room.

You and Bucky exchanged glances before jumping out of the bed and following Steve. "Steve, wait, just calm down for a moment and think," you tried.

"I am thinking. I'm thinking about how I'm going to kill that son of a bitch." He was digging through his closet, likely trying to find something he could use as a weapon to beat John's ass with.

Bucky put a hand on Steve's shoulder. "Just listen to her for a minute, Steve. Don't do anything stupid."

Steve turned to glare at his friend. "I'm surprised you didn't murder that asshole for hurting her. You've hated him for years."

"I wanted to, trust me. (Y/N) convinced me not to. It won't fix anything and it certainly won't change what happened."

"Steve, please," you said softly.

The pleading tone of your voice was enough to bring Steve down a little. He turned to look at you and really take in your appearance for the first time. His eyes roamed your body and when they made their way back to yours, they were filled with tears. You stepped towards him and he met you halfway, wrapping you in a hug. You buried your head in his chest and he held you tightly.

"I hate him," he whispered against your hair.

"I know," you said softly. "I'm okay, though. I promise."

Steve pulled away and looked at your face. Sadness was the primary expression on his face, but you could still see the anger behind his eyes. "Are you sure?"

You nodded and looked over at Bucky. "I'm sure. Bucky took care of me. I'm alright."

Steve turned to look at his friend. Bucky was staring at you with adoration in his eyes, but he looked a little sad. "Thank you," Steve said gently.

Bucky smiled slightly. "I'd do anything for her. You know that."

Steve sighed and nodded. "I know."

"We, uh, we need to get her stuff from their apartment," Bucky said.

"Oh, yeah. We can go over there now. Let me just change."

"I'm coming too," you insisted.

"Absolutely not," Steve said at the same time Bucky said, "Over my dead body."

"Guys, it's my house and my stuff. How are you going to know what to take if I'm not there?"

"He'll probably be there, sweets. I'm not letting you anywhere near him."

You glared at Bucky. "Neither of you get to tell me what to do. This is my life. I'm coming with you."

Steve sighed, cutting off Bucky's retort. "There's no point in arguing with her. She's the most stubborn person I've ever met."

Bucky groaned and ran his hand through his hair. "Fine. Let me put on fresh clothes and we'll go."

You followed Bucky to his room and Steve shut the door to his to change. You closed the door to Bucky's room and looked around for the clothes you'd been wearing the day before. You bent down and picked up your jeans and the shirt you'd worn.

"You're not wearing that shirt again, doll. It's got blood on it. You can have one of mine."

You chuckled. "Your shirts are like wearing a dress, I might as well not wear pants."

Bucky laughed and shot you a devilish grin. "I mean, I wouldn't mind..."

You tossed your shirt at him and he laughed even harder. "You're terrible." You pulled your jeans on slowly, with your back to Bucky as he changed his clothes. "So, um...I guess Steve knows now."

"We'll deal with that later, doll. Let's just deal with this thing with John first, okay?"

You nodded even though he couldn't see you.

"Doll?" he questioned gently.

"Sorry, yeah you're right." You looked at your bra laying on the floor beside the bed. "Is it okay if I don't put a bra on? It's just a lot of work with my arm like this."

Bucky came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He placed a kiss to your exposed shoulder and smiled against your skin. "I think that's perfectly acceptable. Besides, you look hot as hell in my shirt."

You laughed and turned to face him. He placed a gentle kiss to your lips and you smiled at him. "Let's go brush our teeth before your brother walks in and wants to murder me."

You chuckled and followed Bucky to the bathroom. He grabbed a new toothbrush for you and you both quickly brushed your teeth before making your way to the living room to meet Steve.

"You ready?" Steve asked.

You nodded.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Bucky asked softly.

"I'm sure. Let's go before I change my mind."

They followed you out the door and down to Steve's car. His was larger than Bucky's so it made more sense for moving purposes.

The short drive to your shared apartment with John was entirely silent. Everyone was feeling anxious in their own way. When Steve pulled into the parking lot, he turned to look at you. "We'll be with you the entire time, okay? You'll be safe."

You nodded. "I know. I'm ready."

The three of you got out of the car and walked to your first floor apartment. You unlocked the door with your key and Steve entered the home first. You and Bucky followed. When you entered, you saw the mess that John had made in the living room when he'd attacked you. Some of your blood was dried on the wood flooring and it made your eyes tear up.

Bucky put his hand on your back. "I'm here," he whispered. "I got you."

Your body relaxed slightly and you leaned back against him.

"John," Steve yelled. "Get your ass out here."

"Steve," you said harshly.

He turned to look at you and shrugged. "He's lucky I didn't bring a gun."

"Steve--"

"What the hell is going on out here?" John yelled as he stomped into the room.

Bucky glanced down at the other man's hands, taking in the cuts and dried blood that littered his knuckles. Bucky's own hands tensed into fists and he had to take a deep breath to calm himself.

"We're here to get (Y/N)'s stuff," Steve said calmly.

"Why the hell you want her stuff?"

You stepped out from behind your brother. "Because I'm moving out."

John turned to look at you and his expression softened. He took in your appearance, noting all your injuries, but then he noticed the shirt you were wearing. "Who's fucking shirt is that, (Y/N)?"

You flinched at the anger in his voice and Bucky stepped forward protectively.

"Is it his? Huh? He's the one you've been fucking behind my back? You fucking whore."

Before you could even blink, Bucky's fist had connected with John's jaw, sending him sprawling to the floor. "You do not get to speak to her like that. Ever."

Steve stepped forward. "You're lucky we're not beating you within an inch of your life for what you did to her. We're just here to get her stuff and then we'll be gone."

John started to try and get up, but Bucky placed his booted foot on the other man's chest. "How 'bout you just stay down for now."

John remained quiet and stayed on the floor, but his eyes were filled with rage.

You grabbed Steve's arm and took him to the bedroom to help grab some of your stuff. The two of you threw everything into trash bags and piled them in the living room.

Bucky looked up when the two of you entered the room.

"We could use your help, Buck," Steve said.

Bucky looked back down at John. "You gonna stay on the floor so I don't have to knock your ass out?"

John nodded and crossed his arms over his chest. He was leaning against the wall in the corner, legs tucked up in front of him.

Bucky got up and went over to help you, Steve trailing behind. Bucky placed his hand on the small of your back and leaned forward to whisper in your ear, "You doing okay, doll?"

You shot him a small smile. "I'm alright, Buck."

He nodded. "Okay, let's just get this done."

The three of you made quick work of packing up the rest of your belongings. Bucky and Steve made periodic check-ins on John to ensure he hadn't moved from the floor. When you had all the bags piled in the living room, the guys started carrying them to the car, neither one of them leaving you alone at any time.

"Alright, last bag," Steve said. "Come on, (Y/N/N), let's go."

You got up and followed your brother out the door. You turned back to look at Bucky and beckon him to follow you.

"I'll be there in a minute, sweets. Go ahead."

You gave him a pointed look, but left the apartment without sparing another look at John.

Bucky walked over to where John was still sitting in the corner and he crouched down in front of him. "You're gonna sit here and listen to what I have to say with no interruptions, got it?"

John nodded and Bucky continued, "You're lucky that all I did was punch you. After what you did to (Y/N/N), you deserve to have the ever-loving shit beat out of you. She's the best thing that ever happened to you and you're going to have to live the rest of your life knowing that you will never find someone like her. I don't care how much you regret your actions, if I ever find out you contact her or come near her in the future, I will kill you. If you ever so much as look in her direction in public, I will kill you. And so help me god, if you ever say a single bad thing about her, I will kill you. Do you understand me?"

John nodded, fear evident on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that."

John cleared his throat. "I understand."

"Good," Bucky rose up to his full height. "Have a good life, John. And never forget what I said." With that, Bucky left the apartment and joined you and Steve in the car.

"Everything okay?" Steve asked.

Bucky nodded. "I don't think we'll need to worry about him anymore."

"What did you do?" you asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, doll. I didn't kill him, just scared the hell out of him."

Steve chuckled and pulled out of the parking spot. "Good. Cuz if that asshole ever comes near her again..."

"He would be a complete idiot to try anything."

You sighed and leaned forward to place your good hand in between the two of them. "Thank you, both. I can't even express how much this means to me."

Steve placed his hand on top of yours and Bucky turned to face you. "Anything for you," he said softly.

Steve glanced over at his friend and then checked out your expression in the rearview mirror. Even with the cuts and bruises covering your face and distorting your eyes, he could see how much you cared about Bucky. And he knew just how much Bucky cared about you. All he ever wanted as your brother was for you to be safe, happy, and loved. "Just don't hurt her," he said softly.

You and Bucky turned to look at Steve. "What?" Bucky asked.

"Don't hurt her, okay? Treat her like a queen because she deserves nothing less."

You inhaled softly and Bucky just stared at his friend in stunned silence.

"Oh come on, you two. I'm not an idiot. I've known that you cared about her for years, Buck. You're my best friend, you can't hide shit like that from me. And you," he said as his eyes flicked to yours in the mirror. "You've had a crush on him since we were kids. I literally just walked in on the two of you cuddling in bed. You really wanna tell me you're not into each other?"

You and Bucky exchange glances before speaking at the same time, "I love him." "I love her." You both laughed lightly and blushed.

Steve just rolled his eyes. "I know, you idiots. Just please, dear god...please tell me to leave before you have sex. Please."

Bucky laughed loudly and you chuckled and buried your head in your hand. "Jesus, Steve," you mumbled.

He threw his hands up. "I'm just saying. I don't wanna be there and I sure as hell don't wanna know about it."

Bucky reached back and squeezed your hand gently, shooting a warm smile in your direction. "So you're cool with the fact that she's moving into my room, right?"

"Oh god," Steve said with a groan, earning a laugh from you and Bucky. "Kill me now."

Your laughter brought a smile to your brother's face and to Bucky's. All Steve ever wanted was for you to be happy. The fact that he got to see his best friend just as happy only added to the joy. "The two of you are going to be the death of me."

"Don't worry. Stevie. We'll put a sock on the door," you said with a smile.

Steve groaned and Bucky laughed, earning an even bigger smile from you. The rest of the ride back to the apartment was filled with jokes and laughter between three people who loved each other more than anything.

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#james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes x reader #brother's best friend!bucky barnes #bbf!bucky barnes x reader #bbf!bucky #marvel fanfic

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