#james buchanon bucky barnes

[testingthewatersss]

James Trigger warnings for PTSD, mentions of war, torture,  etc. Just unapologetic cuddling and comfort. Bucky Barnes x F Reader Oneshot 1960 words fluff, angst, comfort. 18+ MDNI

What's in a name?

She doesn’t notice when he falls asleep.

Not until he jolts, startling himself awake in her arms, empty mug rolling from his lap, hitting the floor with a dull thud.

“Hey” she whispers, not wanting to spook him further, “Hey, handsome…”

Instantly he pivots, turning to look at her with a muddled expression that makes her smile.

“You must be exhausted” she notes, “You don’t normally just pass out on me”

“Sorry?” he swallows, “Sorry, Doll, I-”

“Don’t be sorry, Bucky” she purrs, “You’re tired… I told you to try and get some rest”

“I didn’t try” he admits quietly, “I just… god…You just make me feel so safe, Y/N/N… I couldn’t help it.”

At first she thinks it sounds like he’s embarrassed. Especially when she sees the flush of red crawling up his neck to fill his cheeks. But then, she meets his eyes again, and realises that it’s vulnerability that she’s hearing instead of shame.

“You make me feel safe too” she tells him softly, wanting to encourage him to open up, “C’mere, love… forget the cup, we’ll get it later”

Bucky smiles, bashful but overwhelmingly happy as he turns fully, accepting her invitation and curling up into her arms completely.

His nose is tucked into her throat, and her heart is beating slow and steady beneath his head.

Even though every joint in his body is throbbing with tension he thinks that this is bliss.

“Can I ask you something”

Her voice is like music.

He’s saying ‘Yes’ before she’s even finished her question.

“Why do people call you Bucky?” she wonders, “I know it’s from your middle name” she adds, “but James is hardly a mouthful”

He’s never heard her say his name before.

His proper name, at least.

In all fairness, she rarely even calls him Bucky, favouring shorter, more affectionate nick-names instead.

“I don’t remember exactly” he says when he realises that he hasn’t answered her yet, “but, I know my dad came out with it first, and then it kinda just stuck… I think my ma fought it for awhile, but he won in the end, and I… I only got James when I was in trouble…”

“Well” Y/N sighs, curiosity satisfied, “I’ll steer clear of it then— Wouldn’t want you thinkin’ you’d done anythin’ wrong.”

He’s gawking at her again. He can feel himself just drowning in her eyes, in the soft, velvet lilt in her voice.

He thinks, James had sounded like a prayer, when she’d said it a few moments before. Like something precious, or maybe…maybe it was more like a secret… He’s not sure exactly, but he’s suddenly overcome with the need to hear her say it again;

“Will you say it again, doll?”

Now she’s confused. There’s a crease between her brows it takes a moment for it to soften, for her to offer him a sweet, understanding smile.

“James?” she tests, making sure she’s come to the right conclusion.

He nods, totally entranced.

“James” she repeats, more certain than before, “I think it’s nice” she coos, reaching over to stroke his cheek, “it suits you…”

Does it?

He remembers echoes of conversations between his parents. Playful and bickering as his mother tried to scold his father for replacing their sons name without her consent.

He remembers her calling him James when he was sick, once, as a small child. The ghost of a gentle palm against his brow as he sobbed, feverish, and worried for Steve-

“He’s fine, James… You got the worst of it this time, I promise — You can see him soon…”

Then, he thinks, he remembers the way it sounded when it was yelled.

Summoning him because he’d trailed mud inside with his boots, or been caught skipping school, or…

Or because Sargent James Buchanon Barnes was the name on his papers.

He’d corrected the Americans as soon as he could.

A polite ‘Bucky, sir’ being all it took for them to dismiss his formal name.

He hadn’t dare correct the others.

James, James, James—

“I should’t have asked.” Y/N says calmly, seeing how he suddenly looks very, very scared, “I’m sorry- I was just bein’ nosey”

His head shakes. Her voice overwhelming him for a moment.

James.

It’s her he can hear now, and he knows, just like that, that he’d never correct her either. He focuses on that, on how safe she makes him feel.

“..It… it’s just been a long time since… since anyones called me that without it makin’ me feel sick” he explains weakly, battling embarrassment as it claws at it his, “Some… some of the HYDRA officers they’d…” he gulps, “They’d try to get a reaction out of me, and I… I never knew what to do to make them happy…”

“Bucky” she whispers, brushing his jaw with her thumb

“They didn’t know about that” he says, aiming for jovial, “Nicknames must not’ve made my file.”

His smile falters, the one side of his lip that he’d managed to quirk falling back considerately as he builds up the courage to keep talking;

“They’d tell me I sounded American” he remembers, “They’d make me tell them where I was from… and they’d… they’d ask me what my name was, and I— I didn’t know what to do, I- I tried… I’d say that I didn’t have one— they, they liked that best, but if that didn’t work I’d just say I didn’t remember… but sometimes they’d act like they… like they cared, y’know? like they… like they wanted to me remember and then they’d just…”

Slap me, he thinks, fighting the urge to flinch, Slap me, spit on me, make me open my mouth—

He shivers, looking at her, desperately searching for a distraction. For a way to make the memory stop

“You’re home now” she promises, fingers slipping up to trace the soft curve of his lip as she wonders why he’s kept them parted, “And I’ll call you whatever you want…”

He pecks a kiss against her knuckles, forcing himself back to the present.

Now that he feels almost certain that this is real, that Y/N really is staying with him, no matter what he tells her, it’s almost too easy to slip into the parts of his past that he’s been managing to repress.

He considers the times when people would tell him that that type of openness was going to be key to his recovery.

They’d tell him that you can’t heal from things you won’t let yourself feel, and he remembers thinking that feeling them was bad enough the first time around. He figured back then that if his brain could shield him from even some of the horrors he’d endured then maybe that was the type of mercy he deserved.

Now though, feeling the raw sting of trauma slipping out from one of the more superficial wounds he’d sustained during his near century of imprisonment, he’s surprised at how comforting it is to be accepted while it hurts.

The vulnerability is a small price to pay, he decides, maybe this is healing.

“They hurt me” he hears himself confess, voice a whisper, “Y/N/N, they… they really hurt me.”

“I know” she agrees quickly, totally taken off guard by this seemingly random display of trust, “I know they did.”

Bucky just blinks, adjusting to the fact that he’s said that in the first place.

Why did I say that? he thinks, I’ve never said that out-loud before.

“Is that what you’re worried about?” Y/N asks him calmly, hand slipping down to the nape of his neck, “You don’t have to think about pain, baby… Not like you did before, anyway. No wonder you don’t like sleepin’ on your own”

He’s still just starring at her. Wide eyed and trusting.

“You don’t have to worry about that anymore either” she smiles, feeling his arms flexing against her waist, “Since I’m here to keep you company, huh? and you can decide what you want me to call you… I know I’m prone to ‘sweetheart’, but I’m open to alternatives.”

“God” he gulps, still overwhelmed with the sheer acceptance she’s drowning him in, “God, Y/N/N… You, you can call me whatever you want just, just please don’t leave me.”

Please don’t leave me.

He’s never said that like this, before either.

Sure, he might have sobbed out the same sentence, desperate and terrified- He might’ve even whispered it in Russian against her chest as she slept, an unheard plea, but, he’s never said it so calmly.

Y/N has no idea what has caused him to speak so bluntly. She decides fairly quickly that it doesn’t matter.

“I’m not going to leave you” she swears, looking him in the eyes, “I love you, I’m right here.”

“James” he exhales, “I like it when you call me James… Nobody… Nobodies called me that in so long— not, not without it causin’ me problems…”

“Alright…” she murmurs, “…James, I love you very, very much, and I am staying right here…”

His chest aches. It feels like his heart is about to burst behind his ribs.

“Jesus christ-” he whispers, “— Y/N/N, I… I can’t even tell you how much I love you… You’re an angel…”

She beams at him, eyes rolling affectionately.

“You’re a sap” she tells him, “But you’re my sap, huh?”

And then, just like that he’s crying.

His eyes are stinging, tears burning his nose as they spill down across his face in uneven rivets.

Y/N tucks him closer in towards her chest as he starts to choke back sobs;

It’s heart-breaking. Really, truly, heart-breaking, but, it’s hardly unexpected.

“..C’mere…” she whispers, instinct guiding her hands to his back, so she can start to soothe his straining ribs, “…You’re okay…. You’re safe now, I promise…”

Both of his hands, metal and flesh are clutching her waist, betraying how desperately he needs her assurances. He’s way too busy bawling to try and formulate any kind of coherent response, so he doesn’t even try. He just clings to the woman he loves and retreats inwards as his body continues to weep.

He doesn’t know why he’s suddenly so far gone. He’s not even certain that he’s upset…

When he tries to think about that, it only gets more muddy, because he… he doesn’t think this is anything he’s felt before.

It’s not isolated terror, or despair, or agony— but, it’s not a happy feeling either. This isn’t the kind of relief fulled weeping that he was wracked with on the first night he was brought to a room and it dawned on him that he really was free— that it was over— It’s some strange mixture that he can’t put a name too, all he knows is that it’s too much to process. His chest hurts, so do his eyes, and he can’t stop crying now that he's started,

“Shhhhhh”

Y/N’s gentle exhaling washes over him like a wave. Gentle and soothing as her fingers card through his hair;

“…Everything’s okay now…” she promises, “…You’re alright…”

He keens back into her touch before turning, letting his cheek rest against her chest. It’s different to how he was positioned before, with he was entirely hidden within the crook of her neck, and now he can’t help but whimper as the cool room air laps at his flushed, wet, face.

“Oh, sweetheart…” Y/N sighs, hating the fractured sound he’s just made, “You’re okay… You’re safe… It’s all okay…”

Her thumb is on his cheek. She’s drying his tears while she tells him over and over again that he’s home, that he’s not in danger, that she loves him, and that it’s all going to be alright—

and Bucky thinks in a startling break from hysteria, that this, this feeling is mercy.

Masterlist

#bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky x reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barns x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes angst #bucky x you #bucky x female reader #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky fanfic #the winter soldier x you #Oneshot #fluff #x reader #drabble #bucky barnes oneshot

[crazyk-imagine]

Wade Wants to Reminisce

Pairing: James “Bucky” Buchanon Barnes x Plus size!Super!reader, Wade “Deadpool” Wilson x Super!reader (platonic) Characters: Plus size!Super!reader, Wade “Deadpool” Wilson, James “Bucky” Buchanon Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark Warnings: Wade things, the avengers coming to save the reader, Bucky and the reader share a past, Nat and Wade are trying to get their friends laid, this is totally not inspired by a bunch of Bucky and Soldier Boy fics I read all weekend (don’t judge me), the deadpool gif is literally the reader and wade, this 100% does not make sense, I was bored and wanted some deadpool content, I also may have gone down a Bucky rabbit hole and here we are Word Count: 971

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He wouldn't tell you anything about his plans [I didn't want my plans to get ruined]

He'd make sure nothing bad would happen to you (nothing too major at least) [I wouldn't let them murder you or charge you with a B and E, chill]

Reenactment flashback 

You were fine until he set off an alarm [I didn't do that. It was Fabio. *Wade points to the intern* 

The poor guy starts shaking- 

The real reenactment

"Wade," you pinch the bridge of your nose. "Did we break into a building we shouldn't have?" 

"Yo soy no hablo Español." 

"You're hablo-ing Español right now!" 

"Fine! You caught me. I'm trying to help you suppress your kitty urges." 

"Wade!" 

"What?" He shrugs, eating a chimichango. "You kept whining to me how lonely you are and I know there's a lot of- ow, hot." He licks his fingers before trying to hold his chimichanga. "What was I saying? Oh right, there's a lot of fine men here for you to pounce on." 

"I'm going to kill you."

"You know you can't. I'm just doing my friendly duty."

"You're a problem for society." 

"That hurts." He places his hand over his heart. 

"I hope it fucking does you crackwhore." 

"Woah," he raises his hands. "There's no need to bring Blind AL into this." 

"We both know it's you I'm talking about."

"Uh- hey," Tony waves his hands. "I don't mean to interrupt whatever the hell this is but you two just broke into the Avenger headquarters so we're gonna need to detain you for a couple of hours." 

"Detain him." You point to Wade before raising your hands up in defense. "I had nothing to do with this." 

"You bitch," he replies, extending the words. 

"Slut."

"Whore."

"Old avocado."

"Dick sucker."

"At least my partner is satisfied."

He gasps, placing a hand over his chest. "What'd she tell you?"

"Nothing I didn't already know." 

"Doll?" 

You spin around with furrowed brows and then your jaw drops. "James?" 

"Wait- you two know each other?!" Tony and Steve shout. 

"She's your coffee date?" Natasha asks him with her hands on her hips. 

"You've been getting laid and I didn't know?" 

You pinch the bridge of your nose again. "I'm going to kill you. I swear on all that is holy Wade. I'm going to grab that hammer and smash you with it." 

"That's not the kind of hammering I planned on doing today." 

You purse your lips and pounce. 

James stepped closer to you just in time. "Hey, hey. Calm down." 

"Not until he's mush." 

"Doll." 

"But-"

"No." 

"Bucky," you whine. "Just a little?"

"Not a chance." 

"Would you two mind explaining how you met?" Natasha asks. 

"Coffee shop." 

Sam walks into the room, taking a second to see what's going on and then he sees you. "Oh, hey." 

You turn and smile at him. "Sammy." 

"Why does he get such a nice greeting?" Wade whines. 

"He's not you." 

"I take major offense to that." 

"You should." 

"Rude." 

"I'm still stuck on the fact that Tinman went to a coffee shop and got a date. He doesn't even like coffee," Tony complains. 

"I like a certain type of coffee." 

"From a cute girl?" 

"No." 

"Yes. Man, you thought she was cute and bought her coffee," Sam rats James out. 

You spin around in his arms. "You did?" 

Usually he likes to think of himself as someone who doesn't get embarrassed but right now, he's plotting ways to get back at Sam. He doesn't look up at you. "Uh- I- I did."

"Well aren't you sweet," you smile up at him. 

"I need to call Vanessa." 

The smile is wiped from your face. "Go home, Wade!" 

"But then I wouldn't get some memories I can play on repeat with my unicorn or Vanessa later." 

"For fucks sake- Wade, get back here."

James lifts you over his shoulder and walks towards his room, locking the door behind him. "This makes things a lot easier." He sets you down. 

"Yeah?" 

"Yeah, I planned on calling you and asking if you wanted to go out." 

"If I say yes," you trace shapes on his chest, before staring at him through your lashes. "Can we stay here for the rest of the day?" 

"If I say yes, will you stop using those eyes on me? You're killing me, doll. You know I'd say yes without that look." 

You smile up at him and practically bounce as you walk away and aim for his bed. 

A voice can be heard through the airvents. "So, does this mean you'd rather get ducked down than hangout with me?" 

"100%"

"Cool. Just checking. Text me the details. I want to know how big." 

"Wade!"

"I'm curious to see if he's a queen or a king." 

"Liar."

"You've caught me but I already know."

"Go home."

"Bye kids. Use protection, unless you're into that." [And you all know what I'm talking about. Don't act like your Tumblr isn't full of those fics. Yes, I know about them too. Who do you think will write some about me?] 

Wade closes the laptop he stole (from you) and sighs. “This was nice.” 

You throw your boyfriend's alarm clock at him. 

“Ow!” 

“Go home, Wade. We’re trying to sleep.”

“Doll, what’s tumblr?” 

“Wade you’re dead!” 

Wade’s screaming alerts the rest of the compound. 

“Why is your friend screaming?” Steve asks you. 

“He taught James something he shouldn’t have, and he knows it. GET BACK HERE, WILSON!” 

“Never!” 

“I hope you’re proud,” Natasha pats James’ back. 

“Why are you saying it like that?” 

“Your girlfriend brought home a parasite.” 

“It could be worse.” 

“It could be worse!?” Sam screeches.

“It could be so much worse, Sammy.” 

“That’s my nickname for him. You don’t get to steal it.” 

#deadpool #deadpool imagines #deadpool imagine #the avengers #the avengers imagine #the avengers imagines #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x plus size!reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x plus!size!reader #bucky barnes x plus size reader #bucky barnes x super reader #bucky barnes x super!reader #bucky barnes x plus size!super!reader #bucky barnes x plus size super reader #crazyk-imagine

[bolontiku]

"A Lifetime"

Avengers AU - Oneshot

Characters: Bucky, Reader, Steve, Tony(briefly)

Posted: July 30th

A/N: i was on the verge of sleep and this happened, suffering with me means you love me. I do want to apologize in advance.

WARNINGS: FEELINGS, mention of death, implied death?

Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.

"There you are."

Bucky but back a groan as you brushed your fingertips along his jaw. "Wha-?"

You pouted at him, your lip was cut and there were a few bruises scattered across your features, "what happened?" He hummed and closed his eyes. "It was a rough mission, buuut" you sang the word softly, "I got you out in time. Saved your pretty little butt."

He smiled, "you like my butt."

"It's a very nice butt, on par with the Captains."

"You admitting to staring at Steve's ass while I am laid up in medical doll?" He asked with a half hearted chuckle. God damn everything hurt, the mission was absolute dog shit. Everything was wrong, anything that could happen DID and in the end- he jerked his eyes open and stared at you, his vision swam, his head ached but… "explosion?" He asked dead serious.

You nodded, smiling softly at him, "got some shrapnel in ya but you'll recover."

Ah, that explained the pain in his side, he closed his eyes and concentrated on the sound of your voice, relaxing his muscles and breathing slowly. Your hand was small in his, he toyed with the ring there and the pain lessened. Opening his eyes he waited, content to watch your face as you struggled to word whatever was running a million miles a second in that head of yours.

Finally you spoke, "you remember that conversation we had last week?" You asked quietly.

He frowned, it was hard to hear your voice but he chalked it up to the explosion and figured his hearing was hinky due to it and nodded, "why bring that up?" It had begun as a conversation and ended in an argument.

Who would go first? Who could live if the other didn't? It had ruined the day, all his plans, in the end he had crawled into bed next to you and curled around you. His plans had been ruined, but it wouldn't stop him from slipping the damned ring on your finger. You had cried into his soft cotton tee, "Doll-"

"I just- I couldn't live without you and I am so sorry, sorry for making such a big deal out of it and ruining everything-" your voice became smaller if possible and he hated it. Hated that you were still upset about it. The two of you had a lifetime left to argue about it and a million other things. And he looked forward to it.

"But you said yes and that is all that matters," he squeezed your hand. Your eyes shone as you stared at him from beside the bed. "Is it because of what happened today?" He asked quietly, you nodded, "Sweetheart, you don't have to worry, just a bit of shrapnel, be good as new before the wedding."

You stared at him, eyes traveling over his face slowly, studying him, fingers toying with a bit of long hair. "I love you James Buchanon Barnes. I love you so much I don't know how to breathe without you and… and I am so sorry."

He knew it must be the drugs that were pumping into him, but the raw intensity of your confession made his eyes prick with the sting of tears. "I love you back Y/N and I can't wait to give you a last name to match mine forever."

It looked as if you flinched, but he blinked and there was that smile that had taken his breath away the first time you had been introduced to the team not two years ago. It had taken him a year to get the courage to ask you out and he couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life waking up next to you and that smile.

"You're gonna hafta let me go."

Bucky felt his heart drop but he quickly recovered with a soft chuckle, carefully unwinding his fingers from yours, "thirsty?" He asked. He had no idea how long he had been out for and you had probably refused to move from his bedside till he woke. You still wore your uniform from that mission, dirty, bloody, and tattered, he could smell the smoke from the explosion.

"-Bucky" your voice whispered in his head. He heard the explosion, felt the heat, heard you screaming his name and then nothing.

He caught your wrist as you stood. Terrified of the flashback. No. You were here, you were safe and whole, he could feel you. You stared at him patiently and he carefully let you go. "Come back quick?" He asked, sounding like a child but the unease in his gut made him not care.

"Sure thing doll," you quipped, you had always done it. Making fun of him until he wrapped you in his arms and forced you to kiss him until he deemed it enough for you being mean to him.

It was never enough.

"Y/N?"

You paused at the door.

He bit his lip, the drugs were making him loopy, for a moment it looked as if you weren't there. "Drugs are strong…" he murmured.

"I bet," you hummed.

There was quiet talking, a male voice and… "Stevie?"

"Mmm, be quick?" He asked settling into the bed, if you answered he didn't hear it, succumbing to the drip and slipping back into the darkness.

*

"Bucky!" Steve nodded as the doctor excused himself and he hurried to his friend's side.

The relief in Steve's voice was obvious and he smiled. "Y/N back yet?"

Steve paused by the bed, an ice cold shiver running down his spine, "what?"

"Y/N, she uh… she was just here? I think she was thirsty…" his head still hurt. Damned drugs would knock him out but leave the headache untouched?

There was a soft knock at the door and Bucky forced his eyes open and frowned as he spotted Tony, "sorry.." he apologized, he had thought it might be you, but then again he was too exhausted and in pain to explain himself so Stark could take a one worded apology till he felt better.

"Rest up Buck… I'll uh, I'll look.." Steve squeezed his arm quickly.

Tony waited in the doorway and followed Steve out of the room leaving Bucky to rest. "Hey, what's with the face? What did he say?" Tony asked, he was tired, there had been things to take care of and he had been out for heads.

Steve glanced at him, "I don't think he knows-"

Tony froze, "Steve…"

"He doesn't remember," Steve leaned against the wall to keep from dropping to the floor, "he said she was just in the room…"

"Steve, she's downstairs," Tony stopped and took a breath as Steve let out a choked sob.

How were they going to tell him? Just when Bucky had proposed…

#a lifetime #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #avengers au #oneshot #im sorry

[smertzimy]

"James Buchanon Barnes! You let me down this instant."

"First of all..... It's Buchanan." Bucky pointed out as he was walking, carrying Natash more or less over his shoulder. "Second of all.... Lalalalaalalala i can't hear you."

#shieldagentnatasharomanoff #v; stars and stripes

[imaginestuffs]

If He Loved Me- Bucky Barnes x Reader

word count:1553

warnings: angst, doubt of self worth, and fluff!

summary: Steve has left the reader and Bucky, they are there for each other and something more than a friendship blooms between them.

(gif not mine!)

“Bucky, why did he leave?” you question with tears in your eyes. He looked at you with sadness swirling in his beautiful blues. “Did he ever love me? Was I just someone to take his mind off of her? Was our whole entire relationship bullshit?” you beg the questions, your eyes pleading for answers. “Don’t say that (y/n), don’t say that. He loved you, you were everything to him. He cried when he told me what he was going to do, he felt horrible but he said it was something he needed to do. He loved you and he would never want you to doubt that. Ever.” Bucky spoke firmly.

“If he loved me then he wouldn’t have felt the need to leave. If he loved me then why did he decide to go back in time to live out his life with another woman? Bucky, do you remember what he said to me before he left?” you spoke shakily.

“He loved you,” he said with a sigh.

“He told me that he loved me, and he would be right back and would continue to love me for the rest of his life.” you cried to him. Bucky’s heart broke when he heard the words his best friend said to you.

“He did come back, after loving another, prettier, smarter, stronger woman for his life. He came back to me in his old age knowing damn well that loving me for the rest of his life would never be the way I imagined. He knew that loving me for the rest of his life probably wouldn’t be that long.” you grabbed a picture that was sitting on your bedside table and threw it across the room. The glass shattered and the picture fell to the floor. The picture was of you and Steve that Sam had taken. Your legs were around his waist and your arms around his neck. You both had big smiles and your forehead was pressed against his. It was your favorite picture, in that moment you remember what he told you during that picture. He was telling you how much he loved you.

“Doll, he just wanted you to know that he would never stop loving you. I’m so sorry, it ended the way it did. I know it hurts, and I wish I could take that pain away. I’m here for you always and that’s a promise I will never break.” Bucky tried to comfort you. You looked up at him and sighed heavily his eyes were pained, and it hurt you to see him hurt as well.

“I’m sorry Buck. I’m so sorry I know you lost your best friend. He left you too, and maybe if I was enough for him he wouldn’t have left us. If I was enough he would have stayed with us. I’m so sorry.” you lunged forward to wrap your arms around the man in front of you. He let out a huff at the impact of your body against his. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close to him. The words you said were running through his head and it hurt him that you thought that way of yourself. He cared for you so much and he never wanted you to feel this way.

“You’re more than enough. It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself. Leaving was something he decided to do, and it had nothing to do with you. He never believed you weren’t enough. You’re worth more than anything to him, but he just wanted the life he never got to live. But believe me when I say this. You are so much more than enough, that’s how I know he loved you for all of his life. I know we’ll be ok. It’s not your fault. It’s not your fault.” he felt you hold him closer and felt you cry against him, your tears soaking his shirt.

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It has been 5 months since Steve left and things were beginning to even out again. You and Bucky were together quite often, he was the only thing in your life that has kept you from crumbling over again. And in his mind, you did the same for him.

You were sitting on your couch with a book in hand tea sitting on the coffee table and a blanket covering you. It was raining outside and the soft pitter-patter calmed your mind. You heard the lock on your door open and heavy footsteps make their way over to you. You knew it was Bucky due to how much time you spend together. He had a key to your apartment and you had one to his because oftentimes one of you would need the other and so you could easily get to each other.

“Hey Doll,” Bucky said and pressed a kiss to your head as he rounded the couch to sit next to you. He lifted your legs and sat down before setting your legs on his lap. You looked up and smiled at him. “Hey Buck, how was your day?” you ask and set your book to the side. "It was alright. Nothing special." He said softly, placing a hand on your leg and rubbing it gently.

You knew he had an appointment with his therapist today but you decided not to push it. You smiled at him and leaned your head against the couch cushion. Reaching forward you grabbed his hand.

He squeezed your hand lightly. "How about you huh? How was your day?" He asked. He always loved hearing about your day no matter how boring it may be. "The same as you, nothing special. Just some reading. I missed you, Buck." You blurted out. Your eyes widened a bit at your statement, not usually saying that to him. His eyes widened a bit as well before he smiled. "I missed you too."

---

It has now been 8 months since Steve left, and you had gotten closer to Bucky. Your heartbeat sped up whenever he was close and your cheeks heated up when he addressed you as Doll. You had slowly begun to realize that you were falling for him.

Little did you know that Bucky felt the same way towards you. Over time he had begun to fall for you as well but he was too scared to admit it. He didn't want to ruin what he had with you now.

Bucky heard footsteps walking down his hallway and smiled at how light they were. You knocked lightly on his partially opened bedroom door. "Hey, Buck." You said softly, it sounded like you had been crying. He turned around quickly at the sound of your voice. His eyes flooded with concern.

"Doll, what happened?" He asked as he strode towards you. "I uh- I got scared. I had this dream… well more like a nightmare." You stumbled over your words. He grabbed your hands and pulled you to sit next to him on the bed, perfectly made from no use.

You gripped his hand tightly pulling it into your lap.

"You can tell me. Take all the time you need. I'm right here." He spoke kindly.

It made you tear up again hearing his voice and feeling his hand hold yours.

"You left me too. You left me just like he did, and I got so scared. Bucky it was so real. It was so, so real." You cried to him.

His eyes widened and his heart clenched at the pain in your voice. "I'll never leave you. I won't ever leave. I love you." He admitted.

You looked up at him in shock. Tears fell from your eyes. He felt almost instant regret, he felt fear at the thought of ruining all you had built together.

Your heart fluttered, and your mind reeled.

Trying to process his words.

"You love me?" You questioned shakily. He tried to pull away but you kept your hold strong. As he tried to pull away you slightly panicked.

"Please. Bucky please don't leave. I love you too. Please don't leave me, you said you'd never leave." You cried a bit harder now. He looked down at you from his standing position. He suddenly kneeled in front of you, and held your face with his free hand, swiping your tears away.

"Oh Doll, I promise I'm not leaving. No matter what, I'd never leave. You relaxed against his palm and sighed shakily. He leaned forward to kiss your forehead letting his lips linger.

"Don't you ever forget that promise, I love you."

"I love you too Bucky," you spoke softly into the small space between you. He pulled back a bit before leaning in once again pressing a tentative kiss to your lips. You kissed him back softly and his thumb gently stroked your cheek. You pulled away slowly and fell into him letting yourself collapse into his arms. He gladly accepted you into his arms despite his kneeling position on the uncomfortable floor.

You both sat there holding each other like you would disappear if you let go. At that moment he swore to himself he would never let you go, he would never make you doubt your worth. He would never make you think to yourself “If he loved me, why didn’t he stay.”

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[buckys-milk]

Like Looking in a Mirror- Part One

Pairing-History major!Bucky x Librarian!Reader

Word count-1,083

Warnings-none! Besides a wee bit of angst(ish)

Masterlist

A/n: Here’s part one of this series!! It was suggested by one of my friends who wanted to see more history major!bucky!!! I was super excited to Wright this first chapter and hope it’s a bit of an introduction into a short series!

Also don’t mind the spacing in this post, I have no clue why the spacing got messed up ;;;;;

The smell of old books, the cloud of dust that lingers, bleak sunlight spilling in. All things Bucky Barnes loves about the school library-especially on a quiet Thursday afternoon.

NYU was a particularly busy school, and Bucky knew exactly when to catch it’s dead-zone hours. 11:40AM, students leave right in time for their 12:00’s, leaving Bucky and a few others to linger around.

Sliding into a creaky chair far out of sight, Bucky fishes his phone out at the sound of three buzzes.

coffee?

Steve knew his schedule too well.

3rd floor, left corner, no sugar

Give me 5

Well, at least he didn’t have to worry about grabbing a coffee After class. No less than five minutes later, the tall blonde slid in right across from him. “Great table, trying out a new space?”

“Was getting tired of the corner off to the right,” Bucky quietly laughed out. “Besides, the librarian scares me.”

Steve craned his neck around the bookcase hiding their table. “You’re not talking about the one standing at the desk right now…are you?”

Standing at said desk was a senior, dressed head to toe in a white sweater dress adorned with patterned tights and docs.

“There’s nothing scary about her Bucky, come on, you gotta be serious.” Steve lowers his head to match Bucky’s eyes, which are deep into his History book on WWII.

“She makes me nervous alright?” He flips a page with a huff, “she’s sweet and always smiles at me when I check books out.” There was a silence from the blond, waiting for Bucky to say more.

“That’s it? She smiles at you? Bucky, I know you well enough to know that not even the hottest girl on campus could make you nervous,” Steve smooths his right hand under the front cover of Bucky's book, closing it with a bang, “what’s different ‘bout this one?”

Sitting back with a sigh, Bucky couldn’t help but size up the now ‘smiling-because-he-knows-He’s-going-to-get-info-out-of-him’ Steve. “She’s just, she’s-“

“Out of your league? Yea I don’t think so buddy, she’s wearing a sweater dress.” Steve points out, leaning back in his chair to stare at the cute librarian again. “Why don’t you go talk to her? Maybe she’s interested in you.”

Trailing a hand down his face he finally takes a sip of his now cooled down coffee. “Just because she smiles at me, doesn’t mean she’s interested man.”

“Come on,” Steve breathes out, “she works at the library, you’re a history major, match made in- hold on,” stopping mid sentence he rushes to grab his phone out of his pocket, “oh hey!” Pulling the phone from his face he finishes, “a match made in heaven, Bucky.” Getting up, he nods his head towards the desk and fumbles out of there garnering shushes on his way.

Bucky did think about Steve’s idea, although he knew It was nothing more than a joking taunt. It wasn’t that the librarian scared him because she was sweet or quiet or a librarian for that matter. It was because she wasn’t like his usual type. He wasn’t a huge partier despite his popular status at NYU, he was the hot history major, future hot history professor. The girls had their obsessions lay with him and his aesthetics. Steve was right though, they’d make a great couple, wouldn’t they? Smiling at his new (not so thought out) revelation, he dropped his text book into his backpack and stood with confidence. Talking to the quiet librarian couldn’t be too hard, right? She talks to people every day! It’s her job!

right, now all Bucky had to do was grab a few books to buy him some time. Talk while she rings out- perfect plan. Bucky knew right where to go, the historical fiction section. From top to bottom, Bucky had read a majority of the “classics”, but now wasn’t the time to run through mental lists, now was the time to impress. Grabbing a few of his favorites, Portrait of a Lady, Anna Karenina, Pride and Prejudice, ok so, historical romance it is. Slowly making his way towards the counter, Bucky throws his coffee away and waits for her to return. Oh no, I hope she isn't’ on break, it is lunch time, I should’ve asked her out to lunch. No I shouldn’t that’s too fast. I should’ve-

“Hi!”

Fuck. “uh hey.” Bucky chokes out awkwardly and places his books down. She takes the first book silently, ringing it up and placing it off to the side. She turns to the next book, and wavers a moment.

Why the hell did I choose fucking historical romances? Bucky, nervously chuckles, “I have to write a paper on historical romance for um, my historical fiction class.”

She looks up at him with a light smile, “these are great books, ever read them?” She speaks softly, ringing up the last of the three, Portrait of a Lady. “I read this one last summer, it was suggested to me by an old friend, though I can’t say I loved it as much as Tolstoy.” She jokes, holding up Anna Karenina.

Bucky doesn’t answer, only stares with wide eyes, he hadn’t quite done what he came up here for. “Uh, yea! Yea, I’ve read all three, don’t think I really have a favorite,” he rushes out grabbing at the books resting on the counter. “Actually I wanted to ask you a question, uh,”

“Y/N” she speaks out, pointing to her name tag.

“Y/N,” dumbass, didn’t look at her name badge. “I have some time tomorrow, do you wanna maybe get some coffee?”

Without even faltering, without even a blink, “I’m sorry but no. Have a good day.” She smiled yet again, like she gets asked this question everyday.

“Oh, yea no cool, see you later!” Bucky spoke softly as he rushed out, nearly embarrassed. She said no, of course she would. I’m totally out of her league, why would she even say yes? Bucky **could and would try in any way to make himself feel better about absolute rejection, which wasn’t an occurrence that happened frequently. Besides, Bucky had much better things to do then take some girl out on a date, right? He could study for next week's test, or go to that party Steve’s been bugging him about, not to mention the hundreds of girls who would die to hangout with him. He could have any girl, why is she any different?

Now, about the books.

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[sweet-like-sugarvenom]

i miss stucky so damn much. just imagine their power🥺

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[bleedxblack-art]

‘The Chair’Digital Painting

Created for @buckybarnesbingo​

Square U5: image prompt of Bucky sitting at the chair pre-wipe Medium: digital art Rating: T

Ao3 link: here

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[ducky-moo]

Any movie you looking to watch in particular?

You glanced down at your phone as the text from your boyfriend crossed the screen. Eyes darting between the phone and the dark road ahead of you, you reached over to respond.

Whatever you want, Buck. I always pick anyways. You remembered to pick up ice cream, right?

You set your eyes back on the road, phone still clutched in one hand as you carefully navigated the hairpin turns back to your shared house. The light from the screen flashed in your eyes, rendering you sightless for a second. You flinched as your eyes adjusted.

After the tongue-lashing you gave me last time, I'd be hard pressed to forget

You let out a quiet chuckle as you began to type back. Suddenly, you felt the front of your car take a steep dive. You let out a scream as the force of the nose-dive into the ditch cause your car to flip upside-down. That was the last thing you remembered before you were rendered unconscious.

------

Lights were flashing all around you when you came back to, but they were drowned out by the one shining directly into your eyes. You flinched and blinked slowly. Everything came into focus seemingly one by one.

First, the splitting pain in your head. Next, the ear-shattering screeching of sirens all around you. And finally, the uniformed presences swarming around you.

"Hey, welcome back. Can you tell me your name?" A paramedic asked you as they pulled the light away from your face.

"Um...Y/n...what happened?" You were clearly confused as you tried to take in the scene around you.

"You were in an accident. Do you know how it happened?"

Suddenly, it all came rushing back to you. You saw your car upside-down in the ditch, and your face turned red with embarrassment.

"Oh, um, yeah. I uh, I was texting my boyfriend and, well...can I call him? He's probably wondering where I am." You bit your lip and looked away from the paramedics in front of you as they sighed and shook their heads and gave you disapproving looks.

"Sure, but we need to get you to the hospital to evaluate you further. This was no minor thing." You looked over at your upside-down car and slowly nodded. It sure didn't seem that way, did it?

After acquiring a phone, you dialed Bucky's number, which was the only one other than your own and your parents that you knew by heart.

"Hello?" His voice rang out on the other end of the line.

"Bucky, hey, um-"

"Doll? Where are you? And whose phone are you calling from?" Confusion was evident in his voice, along with traces of concern.

"Listen, I uh, I got into an accident-"

"An accident? What do you mean? Are you okay? Where are you?" He asked again. After a brief conversation with him, you handed the phone back to the paramedic it belonged to.

"Can we just wait a few minutes? I live right down the road- he'll be here in like, two minutes." They shook their head.

"We need to get you to the hospital now. He can meet us there."

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After a long hour of poking, prodding, and testing, you finally felt relief wash over you as Bucky was allowed into your room. He rushed over to your bedside, and before you could even speak, he had gathered your face in his hands and pressed a fervent kiss to your lips.

"What were you thinking?! You could have gotten yourself killed!" His voice was filled with emotions- panic, worry, anger, concern. He didn't let go of your face as his eyes searched across it, as if looking for some sort of answer from it. You couldn't help but look away.

"I'm sorry. I-I don't...Bucky, I don't know what to say...I'm sorry." All at once, all the emotions that had been suppressed by the shock of the night's events came rushing forward, and tears spilled from your eyes. Your boyfriend pulled a chair over to the side of the bed and sat down, holding your hands tightly within his own.

"You know better, Y/n. That was stupid, especially on those roads. I've told you so many times-"

"I know. I know. I'm sorry." A sigh passed his lips, and he leaned over to kiss you again. It was wet from the tears falling down your face, and he pulled away, wiping them away with the sleeve of his jacket.

"I'm just glad you're okay, baby doll. I don't..." He took a shuddering breath and his head hung a bit lower. "I don't know what I would do if I lost you." Blue eyes looked up at you through lowered lashes before looking down again. You pulled your hands from his and reached out, cupping his cheek. Your thumb rubbed along his cheekbone as you ducked your head down to try and look into his eyes.

"I'm sorry I scared you, baby. I love you. I'm okay, don't worry." He breathed a sigh through his nose and lifted his head up. After watching you for a few moments, a sad, yet playful smile tugged at his lips.

"I didn't bring the ice cream with me."

#bucky fanfic #bucky barns fanfiction #bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #james buchanon barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #sebastian stan

[monster-cock69]

what about a mafia au with soul marks? but the first things they say to each other marks (as usual if someone wants to write it its yours just give credit)

Steve and Bucky had said their first words to each other when they were around six, back when Steve's mom had been going to the mob for money to pay for his medical bills {Bucky had snuck away from his bedroom and Steve had been sat down at a table with a plate of cookies so he didn't hear the adults speaking}

when they grew up and Sarah's grace period was up, instead of paying Bucky's dad wanted Steve to train to be Bucky's right hand {after all they were soulmates, and everyone knew they were fucking the ever living shit out of each other basically brothers and the best of friends}

They mostly evolve from selling things that "fell off the truck" and though they're still definitely a crime family, they own a multitude of legal businesses

When a rival family puts a price on their unknown soulmate's head, they put their own enforcers on it and, and when the search turns fruitless, they hire a few mercenaries and double the other family's reward

The last thing they expect is for a black widow to drag a small underweight boy into their parlor in the middle of a Tuesday {Peter? Tony? either work}

he's screaming, filthy, and the only spots of clean skin on his face are tear marks

the once scribbled, unintelligible grey words become clearer and darker, though the "Let me go, let me go" is still nearly unintelligible {the surprise that brings isn't pleasant because the boy is the size of a two year old but obviously older since he can write and read}

neither Steve or Bucky have the slightest clue what to do with the boy, so Bucky just gives the widow her money and the three of them kinda stare at each other

when they get their shit together they get him enrolled in a school that most of the family uses, then when they hear about him kissing a boy in the bathroom they keep him home and get him private tutors

his introduction to sex with them is slow, but they've made sure to mold him to their liking since that dreadful day when he was fourteen

he becomes a made man at fifteen and one of the world's best marksmen by seventeen {the only reason that he isn't the best with knives as well is because Bucky can't keep his hands off of him and he's developed too much of a knife kink}

idk if it's omegaverse but if it is then that first heat-

his first kill is a woman that kept trying to push Steve into having sex and he gives him her severed hand

also both Steve and Bucky have beards

that's all I've got but if anyone wants to add they're more than welcome to

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[hana1379]

Tequila and Ridiculously Pink Dress

Summary: Being a guest at a wedding sometimes can make you feel adventurous. And you can't say no when a devil named Natasha persuades you to have a little fun.  

Pairing: Bucky Barne x Reader, other minor pairings

Warnings: SMUT, oral sex (female & male receiving), vaginal fingering, One night stands, language,18+

Words: 3.8k

Notes: I wanted to get back to writing here, so I wrote this instead of writing my thesis. Yay! The idea is loosely based on some story from a game I played.

Oh, I realized that we don’t have line breaks anymore and I’m confused bc why?

!If you spot any mistakes please blame my lack of education and/or Grammarly!

You were awakened by the sound of a notification on your phone. Blindly, you reached in every direction to grab it when you felt something on your left. Something firm yet delicate and oddly known. Having increasing pain in your head in regard you only peaked with one eye from the safety of a comforter. You saw a torso. Man's torso. Oh. So you ended up with a guy in bed. Putting two and two together you got drunk and got laid. Shit.

You didn't know who the man was nor you cared, wanting only to leave before he wakes up. You weren't the type to sleep around still not being completely over your break up almost half a year ago. 

You pulled the covers from your body wincing at the pain in your skull. Where the hell was your dress? Where the hell were you? 

Looking around you saw that you were in a hotel room. You saw your dress lying on the floor by the door, tiptoeing you moved to your possession when with dread you saw your panties hanging on the doorknob. The doors were shut on them, there was no way people didn't see your black lace garment from the corridor. 

Slowly and as quiet as possible you opened the door to take a hold of your thongs and closed the door immediately after. Relieved that the commotion although quiet didn’t wake up the guy. You tiptoed once more through the room to the one place where you could be alone, grabbing your bra on the way.

You closed the door behind you wincing at the sudden loud sound of the lock. 

“What the fuck?” you whispered facepalming yourself. You glanced at the mirror seeing the state you were in. One thing was sure; you were never, ever drinking tequila again. 

You were sipping a glass of ridiculously expensive wine, observing the dance floor. You smiled seeing the groom spinning the bride making her laugh. They looked happy, they were happy and you were happy for them. Steve and Sharon were made for each other. You admired Sharon for not giving up on her happiness and fighting for Steve. Lucky bastard. You wanted someone to fight for you the way Sharon did, and what you got was your ex explaining to you that he wasn't ready for any commitment only to knock up some random girl and marry her. 

At this point you were sure that every guy in the world was an ass, even Steve’s best man- Sam left you to hit on some girls. Right, it wasn’t like he had to babysit you because he was the best man and you were Sharon’s maid of honor but still, you felt alone surrounded by Steve and Sharon’s mutual friends from work, you were the only one from her high school friends she invited.

“Hiya cutie” sounded Natasha’s velvet voice. You met her and Sharon’s other friends on the bride shower two weeks prior. You were keen on them but it wasn’t like you were all the biggest of friends after one party. “Why are you sulking above your cake? Which piece are you on? Twelve?”

You scoffed “No, it’s only my second. Besides it’s nobody's business how many pieces I ate” 

“That’s the spirit! Fuck diet” she announced and sat beside you taking a mouthful of an intact piece that belonged to Sam but you were pretty sure he was eating something else right now. 

“So why are you looking like someone stole your man?” 

“I don’t know, maybe it’s the thing with my ex. I mean, I really thought he was the one” you said moving around the piece of cake you didn't eat yet on the plate.

"Maybe he was the one but not for you," Natasha said looking at her cake with hunger in her eyes. She took another mouthful and when you didn't comment she quickly chewed before swallowing.

"You know what I think you need?

"What?" You averted your eyes to look at the dancing people, you weren't interested in what Natasha wanted to say

"You need to get laid," she said with pride in her voice, you looked at her and snorted. She wasn't serious

"I mean it. Look, you see that guy?" Natasha pointed with her chin to a guy sitting at the table across the room. He was gorgeous, with broad shoulders and a perfect face. The most handsome man you ever saw in your life. A god. Sex on the legs.

"His name is Thor and he came alone here tonight. If you like them pretty and dummy then he's a perfect match for you. Go talk to him"

"Why don't you talk to him?" You laughed trying to hide how embarrassed you were starting to get

"I cherish brian more than muscles. Go for it" 

Actually, you thought why not? It wasn't like after one night you were supposed to date him.

"Come on Y/N live a little, relax and let loose" the devil on your shoulder named Natasha successfully was convincing you to sin. To sin with a fine specimen. You wouldn't mind if after everything he would take you out.

"You know what? Why the hell not? I'm going to him" you said and gulped down the rest of your wine in one go "but I think I need a drink first" 

"Yeah! You won't regret it I tell you. Go" she stood up and saluted you only to sit down again and stuff her mouth with another spoonful

You moved to the bar on the other end of the hall trying to get a hold of your ridiculously puffy dress. You had hoped that when Sharon asked you to be her maid of honor she wouldn't get you a typical pink dress for a maid. How you were wrong. 

You reached the bar and waited patiently for the bartender to acknowledge you, looking from time to time at the Thor guy, you didn't want him to go somewhere without you noticing. When the bartender finally turned to you with a big smile on his face you ordered a tequila shot. You felt like having fun so why not? 

He poured one for you in a shot glass with salty crust, he also gave you a lime slice. You took a breath before taking a shot and then sank your teeth in lime. Why did it feel like you died? You ordered another and gulped it down as quickly as it appeared on the bar. 

It was now or never. You turned around in the direction of the guy with newly gained confidence thanks to the alcohol and a big smile on your face. First impressions are important and you wanted him to see that you are not a grumpy hag. Your big grin soon faltered when you spotted the Thor guy locking lips with some cute brunette. Typical.

Looks like your plans turned into dust. Once again you turned to the bartender, accepting your fate of being lonely forever. 

“Tequila please” bartender smiled at you with pity in his eyes, he knew what state of mind you were in. 

“Oh man” somebody breathed snickering quietly, but not quietly enough for you not to hear. You turned your head to the sound and you saw a guy standing there with a half-finished tumbler with amber liquid in it. You weren’t stupid, he wanted you to hear and his bright smile gave it away.

“I’m sorry, do I amuse you?” you asked narrowing your eyes at him, he only laughed harder

“A little, yes” his blue eyes twinkled and before you were able to respond and told him to go to hell he continued his dilation “What Romanoff did tell you about him? That he came here alone? Then she must be blind or she’s getting old” you didn’t know where this was going and the stranger sighed and slid closer to you with a glass in his hand. He discreetly pointed at Thor and the girl who was now laughing at something he said and holding his hand. 

“It’s his new girlfriend- Jane. They're dating for two weeks now I think.” You looked at them, really looked and scolded yourself at how stupid you were thinking someone as hot as Thor could be alone. 

“Soooo, I guess it’s better that you saw it from afar than you know, hitting on him and then his girlfriend coming. That would be awkward as hell” he said and you hated that he was right, you would’ve been crossed out among Sharon’s friends, or at least you would be laughed at, and you weren’t sure you would survive that. 

“I’m James” the stranger extended his hand to you and you tentatively took it.  

“Y/N” you gave him a small smile and he shook your hand

“Y/N” James tasted your name on hi tongue “I like it, it suits you,” he said and you snorted

“Thank you for being polite but I think I’m gonna head home.” you tried to straighten your dress which was impossible with the amount of tulle. 

“The night is young Y/N, have fun while you can” he gave you the warmest smile you have ever received making you realize that yet again he was right. You wanted to have fun and it wasn’t like Thor dumped you or rejected you, taking into consideration he didn’t even know you existed. You nodded your head at James and ordered the whole bottle of tequila before he led you to the corner where he’s been previously sitting. 

“And then Steve was like thrown into garbage cans in the alley and then he lifted himself trying looking like a badass and said ‘I can do this all day’ like a fucking pro” you giggled at the story Bucky was telling you. Earlier during your conversation, James revealed that he preferred to be called Bucky because James made him feel old and Jim was too stupid. He told you where the nickname ‘Bucky’ came from but at this point, you didn’t remember. 

“So” you started to make him look at you “why aren’t you Steve’s best man knowing that he considers you his best friend?” Bucky chuckled awkwardly

“I’m not a person who likes to be in a spotlight, you know on the photos be almost in the foreground” 

“You think I like it?” Bucky lifted his brew and meaningfully looked at your ridiculously pink dress “I didn’t choose that dress” you said in your defense and Bucky chuckled reaching for tequila’s bottle to pour you both another shot. 

You glanced away and you saw Natasha in her sparkly red dress leading some guy behind her by the hand. Guy looked the way she told you she liked them ‘more brain than muscle’. When she saw that you were observing her she stopped and eyed your companion before giving you thumbs up with her known smirk and then she grabbed the guy’s hand and continued marching. 

You felt Bucky tapping you with his glass on your arm to bring your attention to him. You reached for your now full glass and clicked with Bucky’s before you both took a shot. 

You were suddenly pulled back to reality when a sound of smashing glass echoed in the room. You saw Thor’s girlfriend loudly telling him not to do that. Do what? Who cares. You didn’t know how long it took until you realized that somebody’s moist mouths were sliding along your neck and sucking at one particular place that made you moan quietly. 

“Bucky we shouldn’t do that, not here,” you said and you were relieved that when he lifted his head it was Bucky and not some random dude

“People can see us”

“No one will, everybody is too drunk or they’ve gone to sleep” you looked around the dance floor and you saw several patrons at the table clearly drunk and the only dancing pair. Steve and Sharon were swaying to the quiet almost nonexistent beat, holding each other close. 

“We can go to my hotel room. What do you say?” Bucky's voice ringed in your ears and you simply nodded your head.

Bucky closed the door with his boot because his hands were too occupied with pulling at your dress. Maybe you were too overwhelmed by his tongue in your mouth or maybe it was his scent or maybe the booze but you stood there by the door, letting him devour you. 

"Bucky the door," you said against his lips seeing that the door wasn't closed properly. Without pulling away from you he reached under your dress and you squealed. 

"Give me your panties" he panted and without any word, he got down on his knee and pulled your thongs down. He straightened holding a back lace between his fingers, Bucky smirked before he pecked you on the lips. You saw him hanging your garment on the doorknob and shutting the door on them. He turned to you and pulled your dress down making you gasp when you heard seams ripping.

"Hey! I have to give it b-" Bucky silenced you with his mouth 

"You look better without it anyway" he placed his hands on your face and steered you to the bed still not pausing the kiss. He gently laid you on the bed spreading your legs and looking at you with greed in his eyes. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, still looking at you from between your legs. You reached your arms to him. You wanted him, you wanted him badly.

“Bucky please” you whined pathetically and he darkly chuckled

“Not now baby girl, I need to taste you first” before you had time to acknowledge his words Bucky sank to his knees and you felt his hot breath on your core making you shudder. Bucky parted your folds with his tongue and you moaned. God, that felt good. You gasped and released a porn worthy moan. Bucky groaned against you when his tongue ventured to your entrance and sank in. You missed this, you missed being this close to somebody because truth to be told none of any toys in the world won’t replace another human being. 

Your steam of thoughts was interrupted when Bucky inserted a finger inside you and latched his lips on your little love button. 

Your hand shoot to his hair.

“Oh fuck” you panted trying not to come too fast when Bucky inserted his second digit.

“You taste so good,” Bucky said smirking at you and only then you realized that he was only pleasuring you with his fingers. “And you’re so tight” he slowly dragged his fingers across your walls making you wail. 

“Pl-please don’t stop, I need to come” you sobbed and Bucky dived in again continuing his assault. His fingers were moving faster and faster with every passing second and you felt like your orgasm were creeping behind a corner, only three-four pushes and you would be seeing stars but Bucky stubbornly avoided that once spot within you that could make you climax. Frustrated you glanced at him and you saw he had a shit-eating grin plastered on his face and then his fingers brushed it once, twice and you were done for. Clenching hard on his fingers you reached your peak. 

When you still didn’t come around, Bucky crawled to hover above you and kissed you. You swore to god that was the most fervent kiss in your life. Numbly you moved your fingers to his belt and started to fight with his buckle failing miserably. 

“Let me” he mumbled before he straightened and unbuckled his belt. You took the opportunity to get rid of your bra. You bit your lips seeing Bucky pulling his pants down and when his cock sprang free you almost choked. He was big, it was sure as hell you would be choking on him. 

“C’mere” he summoned you with his hand and you obliged. You were sure that you would do anything in your power to make you both feel good. 

You kneeled before him beside the bed and Bucky fisted your hair maneuvering your head so that your lips were close to the tip. You opened your mouth waiting for him to insert but you were greeted with him smearing his precome on your lips, like sticky lipstick. You darted your tongue and teased him making Bucky hiss. He untangled his hand from your hair and for you, it was a cue to start the action. 

You placed your hand on the base because for sure, you weren’t able to fit everything in your mouth. You slowly started to stroke him while your tongue massaged the underside of his cock. Bucky shuddered and placed his hand on the back of your head signalizing what he wanted. You tried to relax your throat to accommodate him as much as you could when you gagged and Bucky groaned. You knew you weren’t capable of fitting him whole, but Bucky seemed like he didn’t mind lolling his head to the back. You moved your head up and down on his shaft from time to time releasing him to take a breath and your hand to stroke him. He authentically moaned when you slide your tongue on his manhood from his balls to the tip, you the took him in your mouth as far as your throat allowed when you felt him twitch.

It was your cue to double your efforts because he was close. But Bucky had other plans. He grabbed your head preventing you to move and he exited your mouth. He helped you on your feet only to turn you around and push you onto the bed. 

You ended up on your hands and knees before him and it was a perfect opportunity to tease him with a sight of your butt and soaking core. Bucky was rapidly rifling through his trousers making you giggle when you saw that he had a hard time focusing on his task. 

When he finally found what he was looking for he ripped the package with his teeth and rolled the condom onto his throbbing dick. Bucky scaled bed and pushed your torso into the bed making your butt stick out even more. He grabbed his dick and teased your slit with it. 

You whined in dissatisfaction but your whine soon altered into a pornographic moan when Bucky sank his girth into you.

“Jesus girl, you’re tight” Bucky muttered when he bottomed out. He let you grow accustomed to his size, caressing your back, and making shallow thrusts. You tried to make him fuck you, you didn’t want to wait, you wanted him to fuck you hard any time now. You straightened your arms and lifted your body from your position when Bucky pushed you once more making your face colliding with the comforter. Without any warning, he moved his hips so that only his tip was inside and the next second he drove into you. 

You cried out, the comforter muffling your screams but Bucky had no intention in stopping his satisfying thrusts. 

You were in heaven, you were sure you died and now this was your reward for having such a botched love life. 

Bucky was impaling you on his dick in a rapid motion and you felt the peak rushing in. The wet sounds that were heard in a room, believe it or not, were making you hornier with each passing second. Bucky’s hands on your hips weren’t helping you hold either. 

“Bucky” you panted “Bucky please I can’t hold on” your cried out into the comforter signaling your inexorably approaching peak. 

“Then let go, baby girl. I want you to come on my dick” at his word you screamed and felt a delightful bliss. You clamped down on him and Bucky had to clench his teeth not to come, he wanted to savor this moment as long as he possibly could. He also soon reached his orgasm groaning from the ecstasy. 

He collapsed next to you and with a smile on his face he scooted closer to you. Bucky swept dome of your hair that managed to fall from your hairdo and leaned above you.

“You’re perfect,” he said before he captured your lips in a delicate kiss.

Banging from the other side of the door made you realize that your male company has woken up. You didn’t know what to do and what to expect. So you screamed from the bottom of your lungs.

“I need to dress! Wait a minute!” you quickly pulled your panties and bra on when you heard a groan of annoyance. 

“Girl you can dress in the room, come on open up, I need to pee” he really sounded like he had to go so you decided to let him in. 

You opened the door and he marched in, still naked as the day he was born. Your mouth gaped, you weren’t expecting that.

He muttered something like ‘god damn you woman’ and you had a hard time not to look at his dick and/or butt. 

You exited the bathroom to give him a little bit of space and tried to put on your dress when you saw that it was ripped at the seams. 

“Doll can you grab my pants and give me them?” Bucky’s voice echoed. ‘Girl, woman, doll’ it sounded like he already had forgotten your name. You exhaled and grabbed his pants from the floor making his phone slip out from the pocket. 

“You know I have a name?” you said with outstretched hand looking away, seeing his dick and knowing where it was and what you were doing with it made you somehow nauseous or maybe it was your hangover. 

“I know,” he said with humor in his voice, “I think your dress is ruined” you heard him say with an accompaniment of his rustling clothes

“No shit” you murmured and sat on the bed next to his phone when the thing’s screen brightened showing that Buck had an unread message. 

“You can take my shirt or if you prefer you can stay here” his voice didn’t reach you because even though that it was rude and nosy your curiosity predominated over your responsibility, especially when the text was from Natasha. 

U know Barnes, you should pay me for being such a wonderful matchmaker. I hope Y/N doesn’t regret that.

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[invisibleanonymousmonsters]

What do you mean you've been writing bucky barnes wrong lol 😂

I mean that an entire fandom has written Bucky Barnes as a fully developed and layered character from, like, 22 minutes of screen time in the span of 10 years. So, the freedom that we had with him is also the freedom these writers had. And there’s literally no telling if they have the same ideas as us. 

Just look at how much they fucked up Steve Rogers storyline in Endgame. They can easily ruin him too. Just saying. 

Or not even ruin him, but just write Bucky completely different than what we’ve all collectively imagined him. 

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[hedahobbit98]

Bucky Barnes is Thicker than a Snickers, and I for the life of me DO NOT understand how, this beefy boi, he’s the winter soldier, a literal ghost story, because I am at least 80% sure that I would hear those cheeks clapping from a mile away. *clap*clap*clap*clap, “time to go, Winter is Coming.” 🥴

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[iwillbeinmynest]

Kisses Series - Bucky x Reader(f)  15

Part 15: Comforting Kisses

Author’s Notes: Okay so things...Kinda get better here. But also we’re not done with the series so...

Word Count:1.2K

Notes/Warnings: anxiety, mentions of violence, crying, past traumas

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 The rest of the evening had carried on the way it always did, meeting people they didn’t particularly care too and mingling with excited fans. Bucky had managed to keep Y/N by his side for a solid hour but, as usual, she’d been pulled away by Nat for what was promised to only be a few minutes. Well, a few minutes turned into an hour and Bucky had completely lost track of Y/N. But he was sure she was fine since she was with Natasha.

 When he looked over to see Nat laughing with some guests and Y/N nowhere near her, he started to worry. He roamed the ballroom with his head on a swivel. He couldn’t find her. He could see everyone else on his team but not her.

 Wanda was walking by when Bucky carefully caught her elbow. “Have you seen, Y/N?”

 Wanda looked back over the room. “No, but last I knew she’d gone to the bathroom.”

 “Will you go check for me? Please?” His worried expression made Wanda offer a smile of comfort. He was happy to have it but he’d be happier to know where Y/N was.

 “Sure.” She nodded.

 Bucky walked with her down the hall and stood outside the door while Wanda went in to check.

 It was only a minute later when she came out with a shake of her head. “She’s not there. I’ll go ask Nat-”

 “No, It’s okay.” He lied. “I’ll ask FRIDAY to find her. Thank you.”

 Wanda smiled again and laid a hand on his shoulder. “I’m glad to see you two doing well. She really loves you, Bucky.”

 Bucky nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets while Wanda returned to the party. When she was completely out of sight, he bolted away from the party. He didn’t know where he was going yet but he couldn’t sit still any longer.

 He undid the top three buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling like he couldn’t breathe. “FRIDAY,” he called as he ran. “I need a location on Y/N, now.” He arrived at the elevators and stabbed at the ‘up’ button.

 “She’s in your room, sir.” The AI said kindly.

 “She’s what?” Bucky paused as the elevator doors opened. He stepped in and shook his head. Of course he’d panicked. He hit the number for his floor.

 “She’s in your room, sir. On the bed to be exact.”

 Suddenly, Bucky feared the worst. “Is she...alone?”

 “Yes, sir.” 

 Bucky’s heart began to beat again. “Is she okay? Did she tell you why she left?”

 “No, sir, she didn’t tell me but…”

 “But what?”

 “Well, I don’t know if it’s my place to say, sir.” The AI seem wary.

 “I swear, if you don’t just spit it out I’ll have Tony reprogram you.” He threatened.

 “She’s crying sir. Her heart rate is elevated and I believe she’s developed quite the headache.”

 The elevator doors opened and Bucky rushed out, forgetting the AI all together. Why hadn’t she gone to him? He could have helped her. He at least could have escorted her back or done something to help.

 He made quick work of unlocking his door and he threw his keys onto the kitchen counter. “Y/N!” 

He jogged to his bedroom and paused for just a second to assess Y/N’s state. When she looked up at him with nothing but fear and shame he went to her.

 She sat on the edge of the bed and Bucky knelt beside her taking her face in his. His eyes darted all over her to see if there had been any physical damage but aside from the puffiness of her eyes, he had nothing.

 “What happened?” He asked quietly.

 She shook her head and sobbed.

 Bucky shifted his weight, he was getting antsy. “ Are you okay?” Bucky’s hands moved to hers and his thumbs rubbed over the scars that wrapped all the way around Y/N’s wrists. They were red and angry but made Bucky think. “Is this about Latvia?”

 Y/N nodded. 

 “Baby, you have to talk about it-”

 No sooner had he said that did Y/N finally let the dam break. She wailed and Bucky rushed up to wrap her in his arms. She could barely hold onto him from crying so hard. Bucky cradled her as he sat on the bed. 

 “I’m so sorry!” Y/N said between tears. “I was so scared to tell you.”

 Bucky was scared himself. “Tell me what? What happened?” He didn’t realize it but he was rocking back and forth while he held her tight.

 And Y/N finally told him. She told him of the torture she’d endured as Hydra tried to get her to tell them where Bucky was. She told him about the men who’d whipped her, beat her and broken her. She told him how afraid she’d been that Bucky would go after the monsters that had done it and end up getting caught. Of how terrified she was of loosing him but also how guilty she felt for pushing him away. She cried until she couldn’t any more. She cried until her head hurt so bad that she could hardly think. She finally calmed down, not by her own choosing but by her body’s exhaustion, and Bucky’s rocking and warm embrace soothed her to sleep.

 Bucky gently placed her on the bed and then sat with his head in his hands. Now, it was his turn to cry. Not because he felt guilty for anything, not because her story was too gruesome. No, he cried knowing the weight of the secret she’d been keeping. He’d done it to himself for years after he’d escaped Hydra.

 And he cried because of what she’d endured.

 She was right to fear that he’d go after the men who’d done that to her. If he’d had known sooner, he absolutely would have. But it had been months now and they’d probably found another rock to crawl under. Not that he couldn’t find them, but for Y/N’s sake, he’d stay.

 Y/N rolled in her sleep, exposing her open back from the dress she wore. Bucky frowned at the scars there. He counted eighteen lashes across her back. A jumbled road map of her pain. Pain she’d taken to keep him safe.

 Bucky felt exhausted. He laid down beside Y/n and tugged her until she rested against his chest. There, he too fell asleep.

 His dreams were filled her. Nothing but images of their history together. He woke to her trying to get out of the bed.

 “Where are you going?” He asked groggily. 

 She sniffed and tried to steady her voice. “Um, just the bathroom…”

 Bucky could hear her tears and sat up, grabbing her hand before she could stand. “Hey, come here.” He begged.

 Y/N didn’t put up a fight, she didn’t have it in her anymore, so she laid back down and nuzzled into him. 

 Bucky wrapped his arm over her and she sniffed again. “Please don’t cry any more.” It hurt to hear her like this.

 “I’m sorry.” She began to cry again, against her will.

 Bucky pulled her tight and shushed her. He kissed her cheeks, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear. Things like, “You’re okay,” and “I’m right here,” and the most frequent, “I’ve got you.”

 They stayed like that until they both fell asleep again and when they woke up in the morning the whole world had changed. It was like a weight lifted off of both of them and they were finally able to talk about everything. They no longer felt like they were about to break. 

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[imaginestuffs]

Believe in You - Bucky Barnes x Reader

word count:1917

warnings: mild mild mild mild violence, angst, Civil War spoilers!

Summary: Reader agrees with Steve, and believes that Bucky is innocent and so she fights for him. but loses something precious as a cost.

(gif not mine!)

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You had a big heart and an open mind. Everyone, you knew considered you as a welcoming person, but someone very protective of the people she loved. The moment you met James Buchanan Barnes you knew you would protect him with your life. You welcomed him with open arms. The first time you formally met him was in Wakanda. you had met T’Challa inside the UN you were there with Steve and Nat when everything went down. You stood with Steve in Germany and helped him and Bucky getaway. In this time, you stayed with T’Challa and tried to convince him that Bucky was innocent. You ended up going with him to find Steve and Bucky, that’s when you met Zemo. when T’Challa stayed with him you ran back in to find your friends. You heard the sounds of fighting coming from deeper within the facility. You ran towards it and when you got there you found Steve, and Tony fighting each other. You see Bucky lying on the floor his face covered in blood and his arm practically gone immediately you ran to him.

“Bucky!” you shouted as you made your way to him. They all looked up at your presence. You knelt next to Bucky and pulled him up onto your lap as much as possible. Not caring that blood was staining your clothes.

“What are you doing here?!” Tony yelled at you, Steve had a questioning look on his face.

“I’m here to save these two. Now, what is going on?” you cried out. “Barnes killed my parents,” Tony spoke coldly. Your eyes widened and you looked down at the man in your lap. Tears formed in your (e/c) orbs. You knew that the person who killed his parents wasn’t Bucky. That was the winter soldier.

“Tony, you have to know. That’s not him anymore. He had no choice, I know it hurts. I know how it feels to lose your parents. But you have to know it wasn’t him. He didn’t enjoy it, he had to live in his body while having no control of himself. You have to understand, Please Tony. Please.” you tried to prove to Tony that it wasn’t Bucky’s fault. He needed to understand it wasn’t Bucky who did those things.

You could feel Tony’s hurt stare even through the mask. Your heart was breaking at the situation you flung yourself into. You stared at Tony with a pleading gaze, begging him to try and understand.

“He killed my mom.” he almost growls. He aimed at Bucky and you immediately jumped in front of him but before the blast could hit you, Steve’s shield blocked it. As that went down you struggled a bit as you tried to pull Bucky away to a safer place. You leaned down and looked at him with sympathy. His blue eyes were tired and it hurt you to see the pain in his eyes. In a fit of bravery, you leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “I believe in you,” you whispered before standing and turning to the two heroes fighting brutally.

You walked closer to them and just before steve was about to throw a punch you stepped between them.

“Stop!” you yelled. All went silent except heavy breathing. “This is tearing us apart. Please. Don’t do this. Tony you have to understand, I’m not expecting you to love him but try and understand.” you pleaded with Tony. his mask lifted suddenly and you could see the hurt overflowing in his deep brown eyes. Tears began to break free and run on your cheeks. You understood Tony, but wish he could try and understand Bucky. “Please don’t do this to me (y/n). Please, not you. Not my girl.” you held back a sob, you were like Tony’s daughter and so this was extremely hard. Tony had taken you in after being alone for so long and eventually ended up caring for you like his daughter. His heart swelled with pride when he saw you fight alongside him in battles, but it broke when he saw you fight alongside Steve. You loved him so much but you knew you needed to fight for what you knew in your mind was right. You reached your hands up and placed them on his cheeks as best as you could. “Tony, I love you but I can’t let you hurt him. Forgive me,” you spoke softly. You pressed a tentative kiss on your hand and pressed it to his cheek. His mask immediately fell back into place, and he pushed you away. “Get out of my way.” Tony spat before going after Steve once again. You tried to stop it once again but in the tussle, you were slammed into the floor. Your head hit the ground so hard you could hear the thud. Tony and Steve faltered for a brief second. Watching you sit up as well as you could. Tony felt his heart pang with guilt but was once again clouded by anger. Your head was pounding as you sat up. You knew you couldn’t stop it so you carefully drug yourself back towards Bucky. You reached him and sighed heavily, you feared breaking down but you pushed through.

“Bucky, hey, I’m here ok. We’re going to get you out of this. Everything will be ok I promise. You shakily reached out and moved your fingers over his hair. It was bloody, he looked so broken and it scared you. It made your heart clench.

He closed his eyes and sighed.

You could feel how tense he was, but you hoped to relax him in time.

You heard a crash and turned around quickly. The sight you saw was horrifying. Steve stood over Tony, raising the shield and bringing it down on him. You screamed before dragging yourself to your feet. “Steve, no!” he brought it down one last time and Tony’s mask broke away and it made you cry even more. He raised the shield one final time and lodged it into the suit. Your eyes burned with tears. You screamed at the sight. Steve pulled the shield from the armor and began to walk towards Bucky.

You ran to Tony. “Tony!” you cried and heard his voice.

He pushed you aside and spoke.

“That shield doesn’t belong to you,” he spoke. Your eyes widened at his words. You tried to reach out but he pushed you away again.

“You don’t deserve it.” “Tony.’ you breathed out in fear.

“My father made that shield!” he called out.

“Tony, please…” you pleaded.

You heard a thud and notice Steve had dropped the shield to the floor and was helping Bucky to walk away.

You held back a sob.

“Tony…” you tried.

“You, you don’t deserve the time I wasted on you.” your heart tore in two at his words. He was like your father and to hear that from him shattered you.

Steve and Bucky looked back at you and could feel the heartbreak coming off of you in waves. You held back sobs before leaning down to press a kiss to his head. “I will always love you, dad,” you whispered for only him to hear. He screwed his eyes shut but held his mouth shut as you walked away from him.

You helped Steve carry Bucky back to the outside, and swallowed your hurt. Putting on a brave face for them. They both looked at you and sighed heavily. “I’m so-” you interrupted Steve by putting your hand up. “Don’t say that. Only time can heal it, now let’s get you guys somewhere safe.

It just so happened that Wakanda was the safest place for you to be, and you were all welcomed.

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You stood in front of Bucky before they were about to put him back on ice. His hair was clean and his face was clear. His arm had been cleaned up, and a small tired smile was placed on his lips. “(y/n), I never got to say thank you.” he spoke, his voice was deep and rich. “You never need to. I believe in you, and I’ll fight for who and what I believe to be innocent and right,” you assured him. He could still feel the pain but he knew you spoke the truth. The sincerity was so apparent in your tone.

“Your worth a lot more than you think Barnes. So much more than you think,” you say and walk towards him. You leaned again the small medical bed and looked up at him. Just as you were about to Speak Steve walked in.

“you sure about this?” Steve asked genuinely. You looked up at Bucky once again. He looked down at you for a second before nodding.

“I can’t trust my own mind.” You reached over and grabbed his hand holding it tight.

He gave you a short smile.

“So until they figure out how to get this stuff out of my head. I think going back under is the best thing.” He paused for a minute before squeezing your hand.

“For everybody,” he said.

You reached up and kissed his cheek.

“I’ll be here when you wake up Bucky.” you gave him that promise. He kissed your head.

“I’ll see you in a while.” he smiled at you. You gave his hand one more squeeze.

You watched as Bucky went under and held onto Steve’s hand. “It’ll be ok Steve you aren’t alone,” you assured him while looking up at his tall frame. He looked at you and smiled sadly. He felt guilt at knowing what happened with Tony was partially his fault.

You were still there for him. “I’m so sorry sweetheart,” he spoke softly to you. Your heart clenched. “It’s ok, I did what I thought was right, and I believe in Bucky. I’ll always love Tony but, I had to follow what my heart believed to be right. What I still believe is right.” you spoke to him with as much confidence you could muster. He pulled you into his arms. “Thank you (y/n). For everything.” he kissed your head. You leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Let’s go break our friends out of prison. It’s gonna be a long ride, you ready Rogers?” you tried to lighten the air.

“I’m more than ready.” he smiled.

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Tony sat at his desk with a letter in hand. A small disposable phone was sat on his desk. He put Ross on hold and opened the letter.

“Dear Tony,

I know we didn’t see eye to eye. We fought on different sides, but I had to do what I thought was right. I believe in James Buchanon Barnes, I’m sorry to have hurt you but know I have never doubted you. I have never doubted your love for me, if what you said was true, then I am truly sorry but I will always love you. I will fight with you, though you may not understand that it’s true. Times are scary and rough and I’m not sure when they will get better or if they ever will. But you must believe me when I say this. When you need us, when you need me, I’ll be here ready to fight with you. I love you, dad.

-(y/n) Stark. “

His eyes teared up. He thought of how proud he was of her, he raised her well, she made herself who she is, and he is so proud.

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