#mafia bucky x ex-wife reader

[srgntjamesbuckybarnes]

The List (1)

Summary: When a hit list spreads around New York, Bucky’s ex-wife is the only one with any information.

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Mafia Bucky Barnes x Ex-Wife Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: Not Beta’d. I was going to conclude this with an actual ending, but it was getting long so I’ll let the readers decide how it ends. If enough people are interested, I might do a part 2. Comment if you want a part 2.

Series Masterlist

Chapter 1

Rumors spread through the underground of New York like the plague. Four murders of New York's most elite in the past 72 hours. Floating around the city was a list of names, a hit list for anyone involved with the mafia. Bucky was no stranger to a threat on his life. Being a mob boss, he constantly walked a thin line, a trapeze artist always one slip away from falling into the hands of death. Bucky had the resources and power to not be taken out so easily. If his name was on the list, he’d be toward the end, but no one knew home long the list was or who was on it. His team had spent the past 3 days searching the city for any information on the list. He had to know who was on it.

“Mr. Barnes, sir,” Peter Parker stammered, catching his breath in the doorway. Peter was a prospect, a good kid with a good head on his shoulders. Bucky couldn't understand why such a gifted kid was so eager to join the mob. Regardless, Bucky couldn’t be happier to have such potential, but the kid picked the wrong time to join them. “We have a lead.”

Bucky’s head snapped up from his desk. He had been engrossed in his own research on his laptop that he had forgotten about his men’s quest. Peter’s spine went rigid under the mob boss’s intense stare. He had yet to get used to it. Peter was certain that was why Bucky’s right-hand man, Steve Rogers, had sent him to retrieve Bucky. Well, that or it was part of Sam Wilson’s attempt at a joke to haze the new guy. Either way, Peter had been a fan of Steve growing up. Steve usually was the face while Bucky worked in the shadows, which only made Bucky more intimidating to Peter. He respected Steve though which is why he found Bucky without hesitation.

“Follow me, sir.”

Standing abruptly, the chair Bucky had been sitting in crashed into the wall behind him with a loud bang. He smoothed his rough palms down the front of his pristine white shirt before straightening his black suit jacket. Without a word, he extended his hand behind Peter, encouraging him to lead the way.

Peter anxiously peered over his shoulder the entire way down the hall. He thought he might have been walking too fast, but Bucky’s pace never faltered. Bucky was hot on his heels, always one step behind him. Stopping unexpectedly outside of the boardroom, Bucky hissed nearly crashing into the teen. Before Bucky could reprimand him, Peter explained, “Before we go inside, Steve told me to give you a message.” Bucky’s shoulders relaxed a bit leaving Peter relieved his boss wasn’t going to chew him out. Still, his own dress shirt began to cling to him with the amount of sweat he was producing. Bucky may have relaxed a bit, but his posture was always disciplined, predatory, and intimidating.

“Spill it out,” Bucky huffed, his hands resting in the pockets of his slacks.

Rubbing the back of his neck, Peter nodded, “Right, um- He said don’t do anything stupid and that we need her.”

The jaw of the boss twitched before he stormed past a confused Peter. His hands pressed into each of the double doors using his full force to slam the doors wide open. All eyes snapped to Bucky as he strode into the room, confidence and determination oozing off of him. Peter ushered in behind him, awkwardly failing to close the doors several times before succeeding. A string of apologies escaped his lips as he stepped further into the room. The serious look Steve shot Peter had him clearing his throat and adjusting his dress coat.

Sam and Steve stood side by side on one end of the room, their arms crossed. They were cautious, guarded rightfully so. Any one of their lives could be on the line. For all they knew, everyone in the room was on the hit list. Spying the woman sitting at the middle of the conference table, Bucky stalked across from her. With his eyes trained on the floor, he dragged the chair away from the table but made no move to sit down as he stepped up to the table.

When his eyes met hers, he puffed out his chest. His arms remained at his sides, his hands burrowing in his pockets. Without so much as a greeting, Bucky began his interrogation, “Who created the hit list.”

The woman raised an eyebrow, a frown etched on her crimson-painted lips. “Right down to business, huh Buck?” A smirk replaced her frown. “I should’ve known, you never were one for much foreplay.”

Bucky pressed his tongue to his cheek. He had expected this, her teasing. It was always a dance between them, one he wanted to avoid by cutting to the chase. She always knew how to rile him up, in more ways than one.

“Princess-”

‘No,” she stopped him with her hand raised, “you don’t get to call me that anymore.”

Bucky snorted, leaning forward, “Isn’t that what you are now?”

“Who is she?” Peter attempted to whisper to Steve, but everyone heard him.

Taking pity on the clueless teen, Sam answered, “She’s Bucky’s ex-wife, Y/N.”

Ignoring the other men, Y/N flashed her diamond engagement ring at Bucky. The light reflected off of the ring making it impossible to miss even from where Steve, Sam, and Peter had been standing.

“That title is pending, followed by queen,” she sassed.

It started out as a term of endearment. Y/N always had a taste for the finer things in life, Bucky’s lifestyle satisfied that craving. He enjoyed spoiling his princess, but that was all she would be. A princess, someone no one would take seriously. It had been an ironic twist of fate that she had met an actual prince after her divorce from Bucky.

Examining the rock on her finger, her signature red nail had been replaced by a nude shade. She was no longer accepting his blood money; she had a good man and clean money now. His eyes traveled back to her face, zeroing in on her red-painted lip. Her hands may be clean now, but her lips were still tainted. The secrets she could talk about his business alone could ruin him which reminded him of why she was here in the first place.

“Who created the hit list, Y/N,” he tried once again to control the conversation.

Pursing her lips, she let him.

“I don’t know,” her gaze dropped to the table, “but I know who has it.”

Finally getting somewhere, Bucky reached back pulling the chair behind him. Once he was seated, he snapped his fingers. Not a moment later, a pen and paper were placed in front of him.

“Give me a name,” Bucky demanded, pen in hand.

Y/N raised her head, the man twirled a pen between his fingers tempting her to sign a deal with the devil. Shaking the image from her head she placed her hand over his, ceasing his movements.

“It’s not that easy. He won't meet with just anyone.”

“He?” Steve asked.

“In case you haven’t noticed, Bucky isn’t just anyone,” Sam called out.

Y/N rolled her eyes, “He may very well be suspect number one. It would be bad for anyone to meet with Bucky alone.” Feeling Bucky’s hand turn beneath her own she went to pull away, but he grabbed her hand.

“What about a future queen?”

Eyeing him beneath her lashes, Y/N pulled her hand back to her chest. Noticing the hesitant look on her face, Bucky leaned back in his chair. He wasn’t a fool to think she was here willingly. She wanted something; she needed something.

Crossing his arms across his chest, Bucky asked, “What do you want?”

Thumbing the ring on her finger, she contemplated lying. She didn’t want to need Bucky, but she did. One look at Bucky and she knew he would see through any lie she would come up with, so she told the truth, “I need protection.” Suddenly she felt exposed with everyone's eyes on her. “If my name is on the list,” her voice shook. She wasn’t Bucky’s dirty little secret. People knew she was his wife, well ex-wife. She had ties to the mob and if her name was on the list or if her fiancé found out, the engagement would be called off.

After a long pause, Bucky spoke, “Get me access to the list and let me worry about the rest.”

Relief flooded Y/N. He could have turned her away. He could have blackmailed the information out of her, but he didn’t. Bucky was a rough man, but he was also kind. She had seen it first-hand for many years. Guilt ate away at her for her earlier actions. He knew she had been engaged but she didn’t need to rub it in his face. She wanted to hurt him but only because he had hurt her. A small part of her hoped he would protect her not because he was kind but because he still loved her.

Y/N was able to request a meeting with the man not even 24 hours later. His assistant had sent her an invitation, but it wasn’t for what she had been expecting. Instead, the man had invited her to a gala. He was a businessman after all, and her appearance would be good for business. At a time when she should be laying low, she was about to attend a high-press event.

It wasn’t long after Bucky was notified that he insisted he escort her. Y/N protested but he had argued that he couldn’t protect her if she was dead. That had convinced her, on one condition, they arrive separately. She was still engaged.

The event was beautiful but high glass windows had Y/N on edge. Anyone could see her. She tried to distract herself by searching for the host. There were so many bodies and no sign of the man who had invited her. In the middle of her search, a hand circled her wrist tugging her in the opposite direction. Y/N began clawing at the man’s wrist, an attempt to pry him off. When he stopped and spun around, she crashed into his chest. With her face in his chest, the unmistakable scent of expensive cologne hit her. She shoved his chest putting enough distance between the two.

“Bucky,” Y/N hissed, “you’re supposed to be laying low.”

Surveying the crowd, Bucky muttered, “I am. It’s you who is running all over the damn place.”

Y/N shook her head glaring at him. Not only did he smell good, but he looked good too. He had shaved since she had last seen him. He had traded in his white dress shirt for a black one, forgoing a bow or tie. The top button of his shirt was open, relieving his collarbone. Instead of drooling over her ex-husband she continued to glare at him. It was easier to hate him than to pine over him.

“If someone takes pictures of us together and my fiancé finds out-”

His cerulean eyes shot down to meet her eyes, “Where is he anyway? Shouldn’t you be asking him for protection? Surely, he has the resources.”

Y/N froze, her hands clutching the sides of her silk gown. “He doesn’t know,” she mumbled, then her voice grew. “He doesn’t know about the list, my past, or about you.” Bucky’s eyes softened. He had his doubts before, but he was certain now that she wasn’t happy. He wanted to gloat, to rub it in her fiancé’s face. He knew Y/N better than her fiancé did, and even better, she wanted to tell him. Bucky wanted to make a joke about how keeping secrets in a relationship was unhealthy, but he kept his mouth shut. Y/N sighed, running her hands down her dress to smooth out the wrinkles she had created. “He’s out of the country right now.” Her voice was barely above a whisper as she wrapped her arms around herself. His gaze dropped to the floor, but Bucky’s remained on her.

He recognized a lonely soul when he saw one because he was one himself. His lifestyle left few people he could trust. He hadn’t always been lonely though, and neither had she. Bucky’s hand twitched to reach out and hug her, but he didn’t think she would appreciate that with cameras around. He took in her appearance and couldn’t help the squeeze he felt in his heart.

“You look beautiful.”

A giggle escaped her lips, “Thanks, Buck. You don’t look too bad yourself.”

He had meant to cheer her up, but her giggle was unexpected. He missed it, he missed her. Everyone he knew in the mob lifestyle had died in the mob. It was poetic in a live by the sword, die by the sword type of way. No one got out, but she did. With his status, he’d never get out and a selfish part of him wanted to pull her right back in.

“You got out, you got away from the life,” Bucky hummed, admiration in his voice, respect.

Y/N shook her head. “No, I just got away from you.”

It was his turn to laugh, “Now if that were true, I wouldn’t be standing here with you.”

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat. I am standing here with you, not you are standing here with me. He meant it. Even if she was here because of him, he was here for her, to protect her. He put her first.

“You of all people know once you’re in there’s only one way out.”

That was it for Bucky. He wasn’t pulling her back in. She never left. They might have been divorced but they had both meant it on their wedding day when they said, “Till death do us part.” Bucky’s calloused hand cupped her jaw just below her ear, pausing. She didn’t push him away. With both hands, she cradled his jaw pulling his face down to meet hers. Their lips brushed one another, slowly at first, testing the waters. Then his other hand slid up the length of her neck, sliding back to tangle his fingers in her hair. It was a dance they were all too familiar with.

The flash of a camera penetrated Y/N’s eyes beneath her closed lids and it was like pouring a bucket of cold water over her. Quickly, she pulled away shoving Bucky’s chest when his lips tried to follow her. She was fucked, royally.

“Y/N?”

Wiping her smudged lipstick, she ignored Bucky’s lingering gaze before turning to face the new voice. A woman in a blue silk dress approached the pair.

“Virginia?” Y/N asked.

The woman waved her hand in the air. “Please, call me Pepper. We spoke on the phone yesterday. Mr. Stark is ready to meet with you. Follow me.”

Without looking back, Y/N followed Pepper through the crowd. She knew Bucky would be right behind her. She would deal with him later. Right now, she needed the names on the list. Upon their arrival, Pepper exited the room, pulling the door shut behind her. On the other side of a glass desk was one of the wealthiest men in the world, Tony Stark.

“Did I interrupt something?” Tony asked eyes darting between Y/N and Bucky. “I swear there wasn’t so much tension before you two walked in.”

Y/N sent him a tight-lipped smile holding up her left hand. “I’m engaged.”

Tony shrugged, “What you do is none of my business. Besides, something like this would be published on the front page.” Y/N’s stomach dropped. “You know what they say, all press is good press.”

“Says the man with a new woman every week,” Bucky grumbled.

Tony smiled. “Precisely, I would know.”

“Mr. Stark-”

Tony loosened the bow tie around his neck. “Call me Tony.”

“Tony,” Y/N corrected, “so you know anything about a list?”

With a raised eyebrow Tony laughed, “If it’s a list you want, I suggest you talk to Pepper. She handles all of that stuff.”

“Not just any kind of list,” Y/N took a step forward, her hands clasped in front of her, “a hit list.” From this distance, Y/N couldn't miss the way Tony’s eyes shifted to Bucky.

“Are you looking to assassinate anybody?”

Bucky held up his hands, “I’m just looking to protect the people I care about.”

Y/N stood still, watching the intense stare-off between the two.

Eventually, Tony sighed, “I don’t want to be in the middle of any of this.” He tapped a few keys on the computer on his desk before turning the screen. “You better get out of here before your fiancé sends someone.”

“What?” Y/N gasped, blindly clutching Bucky’s forearm beside her. Both of their names were written in green on the list. Beneath them were some of Bucky’s most trusted men; their names written in white.

Tony leaned back in his chair. “Green means active. You’re both next on the list and judging by the number of cameras here, someone probably already knows you’re here.”

“You knew,” Bucky growled.

Tony barely flinched. “Your names weren’t active until recently. Other people’s lives are on the line. I can’t get to everyone in time.”

“Wait, why would my fiancé send someone, he’s not even in the country,” Y/N asked, trying to wrap her head around everything.

Tony frowned. “Your fiance is the one who put the hit list out. What better alibi for your significant other’s death than being out of the country at her time of death.”

Y/N would have collapsed if it wasn’t for Bucky’s quick reflexes. He wrapped an arm around her waist, supporting her weight.

“Why?” Y/N whispered wide-eyed.

Bucky wanted to drag her out of the building toward safety but was there even a safe place? People already knew their location.

Tony shrugged. “The New York mobs aren't the only mobs out there. They're all over the country, they're in other countries. There are some real higher-ups in the mafia in other countries. The mafia controls everything, it's one of the most powerful positions. Take out other mobs and you can control more area, more power.”

Y/N felt sick. When she said you never get out once you get in, she hadn’t realized how deep she was in life now. Turning to Bucky, he was already on his phone typing. “Bucky, we need to go.”

“No. I text Steve, he’s rounding everyone up. They’ll be here soon.”

Tony’s eyes widened, his eyebrows reaching his forehead. “You can’t be serious. There are cameras everywhere. This will be plastered on every news station.”

Bucky shrugged, lifting the back of Y/N’s hand to his lips. He pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles, a quiet promise to protect her. “All press is good press.”

Next Chapter

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Rescued by Love Epilogue

★ Summary: Your brother Steve always hated you after your mother's death and when he finally gets the family's empire he is ready to sell you off to some toxic marriage but will the knight and shining armor save you or make it worse?

★ Pairing: Bucky x f!Reader

★ Warnings: Arranged Marriage

★ Genre: Angst/ Fluff

Masterlist

The grand gala was the talk of the town, a glittering affair held in one of New York's most luxurious ballrooms. The city's elite had gathered there, draped in opulent gowns and tailored suits, to witness the unveiling of the mysterious newcomer in the South's burgeoning mafia world. Rumors had swirled for weeks about this enigmatic figure, someone who was rapidly amassing power and influence, even threatening the established crime families.

As the anticipation built in the lead-up to the gala, Bucky found himself standing with Steve in a quiet corner of the ballroom, their expressions a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

"You sure about this, Steve?" Bucky asked, his gaze scanning the elegantly dressed crowd. "You really think this new guy gonna show up here?"

Steve nodded, his eyes focused on the entrance. "Yeah, Buck, I'm pretty sure. My sources are usually spot-on about these things. Whoever this guy is, he's been making waves down South. The word is, he's looking to expand his reach, and he's already got some of the old families nervous."

Bucky's brow furrowed. "Any idea who he might be?"

Steve shrugged. "Not much to go on, really. The details are pretty scarce. But the way I hear it, he's strategic, smart, and ruthless. He's got people willing to follow him without question, and that's how he's been able to rise so quickly."

Bucky crossed his arms, his brow furrowing. "But why would he come all the way up here? And why would they even consider teaming up with us?"

Steve leaned in, his voice dropping to a hushed tone. "It's about strength, Bucky. This new guy wants to expand their reach, and allying with us would give them the backing they need. And in return, we'd gain access to their resources and connections."

Bucky's skepticism was evident. "Steve, I get the whole strength in numbers thing, but we don't even know who this guy is. He could be some hotshot rookie who's in over his head."

Steve nodded, acknowledging Bucky's concerns. "I know it's a risk, but sometimes you gotta take chances to come out on top. The potential rewards are too big to ignore."

Bucky let out a sigh, his uncertainty still lingering. "I just hope this guy shows up. I mean, what if he's got cold feet or something? We're all here waiting, and he might not even come through."

Steve gave Bucky a reassuring pat on the back. "Look, we'll know soon enough. And if he's half as smart as we think he is, he'll understand the benefits of this alliance. We just need to stay patient and keep our eyes open."

As the grand gala unfolded, the tension in the air seemed to thicken. Bucky and Steve continued to scan the crowd, their curiosity about the new mafia leader heightening with every passing moment. The anticipation reached a crescendo as the room fell into an expectant hush, all eyes locked onto the entrance.

And then, you walked in.

The room erupted into a mixture of gasps, whispers, and stunned silence. Bucky's eyes widened, his heart racing, as he watched you glide through the entrance with a confidence that commanded attention. He couldn't believe what he was seeing – you, his ex-wife, the last person he expected to be connected to the dangerous underworld they navigated.

As the shock spread through the crowd, Steve turned to Bucky, his own surprise evident in his expression. "Buck... is that...?"

Bucky's voice was barely a whisper as he confirmed the truth, his disbelief clear. "What she-she's been gone for so long it can't"

"Buck, I'm telling you, she's probably just the wife," Steve asserted, his tone condescending. "I mean, look at her. She's not exactly radiating power and authority. This whole setup screams 'arm candy' more than anything else."

Bucky's brows furrowed as he looked at Steve, his own doubts mixing with a growing frustration. He had kept his silence thus far, grappling with his own shock and uncertainty, but he couldn't let Steve's dismissive words go unanswered.

As Bucky approached you, his heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. He felt a rush of emotions seeing you again, especially in such unexpected circumstances.

Meanwhile, Steve's rant continued behind him, his words trailing off as he noticed Bucky's departure. "Buck, where are you going? You can't seriously be buying into this—"

But Bucky had already reached you, his gaze locking onto yours as he tried to read the truth in your expression. The chatter of the gala around them seemed to fade into the background as he stood before you, the weight of their shared history heavy in the air.

"Hey," Bucky began, his voice soft and uncertain. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Your silence seemed to stretch on for a moment before you finally spoke, your words cutting through the air with a chilling precision. "Bucky," you said, your tone icy. "It's not a crime to attend a gala, last time I checked."

Bucky felt his heart sink at your tone, the distance between you tangible. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

Your gaze remained fixed on him, the coldness in your expression unwavering. "I have business," you replied simply, your tone leaving no room for further questions.

Bucky couldn't help but blurt out the question that had been nagging at him. "You joined the crime business? I thought you hated it." Bucky says with a growing smile on his face as a way to lighten the mood.

Your lips curved into a cold smile, and your response was laced with a sharpness that took him aback. "Noo who told you that." you said chuckling at his question "I just hated the way you and Steve acted the second you joined it, thinking you were big shit." you say still smiling knowing that the remark was gonna struck a nerve.

Before Bucky can respond, a man walks up to you whispering something into your ear and then guides you to a room, full of some of the biggest bosses the West has to offer.

As the night wore on, Bucky found himself watching you from a distance, unable to shake the unease that had settled in his chest. He knew he needed to make amends, to bridge the gap that had grown between you. And so, as the gala drew to a close and you seemed ready to leave, he made a decision.

He approached you with a determined stride, his words rushed and heartfelt. "Wait, I just... I wanted to say I'm sorry. For everything. I'm sorry I was the reason you left"

Your expression remained guarded, but there was a flicker of something in your eyes. Before you could respond, however, Steve appeared beside Bucky, his glare directed at you.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" you replied, your voice tinged with a hint of regret. "I needed space, time to figure things out."

Bucky sighed, his eyes filled with understanding. "I'm so sorry. I should've been a better husband. I neglected you when you needed me the most."

His words hung in the air, heavy with remorse. The memories of your turbulent marriage and the pain it had brought resurfaced, but you could see the sincerity in his eyes, and it touched a chord within you.

"I've moved on, Bucky," you said, your voice tinged with compassion. "I've learned to be independent."

Bucky nodded, his gaze never leaving yours. "You've done well for yourself."

You acknowledged his words with a nod, your gaze lingering on him for a moment before you turned to leave once more.

"Take care" Bucky called after you, his voice filled with a mix of longing and acceptance.

As you walked away, Steve couldn't resist adding a remark. "You know, there was a time when life was simpler, happier, before you came into it. You just got to ruin it by coming back"

Bucky snapped his head at Steve but before he could respond you turned to him to speak to Steve instead.

"Well, Steve," you retorted with a touch of irony, "I guess life's full of surprises, isn't it?."

With that parting shot, you left Steve behind, striding away from the gala without looking back. The night was filled with possibilities, and the outcome of your journey remained uncertain. In this world of shadows and secrets, you had no time for sentimental reflections on the past. You were determined to thrive, no matter the cost, leaving the complicated relationships of your history in your wake.

fin

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What You Want [2.7k] lawyer!Bucky x curvy!female assistant!reader| modern AU, power dynamic, periphery/secular reference to the Christmas holiday, vaginal fingering, use of "plum" as a term of endearment

greatest

CEDAR TREES [royal AU collection] f!Reader insert, king!Steve, Royal AU, smut, fluff

DEVOUR [short series] soft!dark Bucky x f!Reader insert, mob AU, non/dub-con start, explicit SMUT

Sacrificial [3.5k] Minotaur!Bucky x f!scientist!Reader (modern AU) dark SMUT/monster fucking, dub-con

Desperate [3k] Bucky Barnes x f!Reader | SMUT dubious consent, sex pollen, kidnapping

WARM SHADOWS [post-endgame omegaverse series] Alpha!Bucky x f!reader, Alpha!Captain Hydra x f!reader | DARK SMUT, tw: non con, tw: dub con, fluff beginning

events & challenges

Aspen's Holiday Extravaganza 2022

Into an Alternate June-iverse 2023

Hot Bucky Summer 2023

Bucky Barnes Bingo, Round Five - through January 2024

Aspen's 1st Anniversary Sleepover

'A Very Horny Monday to You...' August Sultry and Sinful List

Aspen's Dark Forest Fest - October 2023

BUCKY BARNES

COLLECTIONS

IN THE OPEN AIR [dual-part series] Gender Bend Mermaid AU, f!Reader insert

part one: Out of These Waters [7.9k]

part two: That Shore Up Above [will be continued TBD]

THE BROOKLYN BOYS [drabble series] female!Reader insert, slow burn

A MAN IS NOT HIS SONG [short series] female!Reader insert, slow burn, eventual smut, post-CA:WS era Bucky

1: More than a Melody's Needed

DEVOUR [short series] female!Reader insert, mob AU, non/dub-con start, explicit SMUT, mostly-dark!mob boss Bucky

salt - non-con fat - dub-con acid - totally con heat - coming Nov/Dec 2023 post series-drabbles: mint | yeast

BUCK'S ELEVEN [snapshot series] historical AU, Ocean's Eleven-style heist premise

Buck's Eleven (original one-shot) [1.6k] Bucky, mentions of ex-wife!Reader, Steve

ONE-SHOTS

Into Cursed Pixie Dust [9k] female!Reader insert, SMUT, morally grey Winter Soldier

Silent Screams in Wildest Dreams [8k] female!Reader insert, SMUT, dark ending

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have [2k] dark!Wanda + Bucky x gender neutral!Reader, non-con/dub-con smut DARK FIC

Sacrificial [3.5k] Minotaur!Bucky x female!scientist!Reader (modern AU) dark SMUT/monster fucking, dub-con + follow up drabble: Do You Remember?

Talk [2k] Pleasure Dom!Bucky (modern AU) SMUT, BDSM, forced orgasm

Perfectionists [2.2k] + Test Play [1.8k] Game Designer!Bucky x female!reader (modern AU) SMUT

Desperate [3k] female reader, SMUT, dubious consent, sex pollen, kidnapping

Uncertain and Sure [550] Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader | follow up drabble to Desperate, slight angst, feels, no smut

Insatiable [1850] Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader | more for the Desperate verse but can stand alone, explicit smut

The Pool Party Op [1.2k] female reader, SMUT

Meet Cute [2.2k] female reader, modern AU, first piece in the Trader James Collection

Saturday Night Movie Marathon [2.4k] female reader, SMUT

Don't Blame Me [<1k] female reader | SMUT, tw: infidelity

DRABBLES

Christmas Eve Eve [1.1k but slotting with the drabbles because it’s still short] gn!Reader insert, fluff

Tactics [650] TFATWS era Bucky, character study

Coffee Shop Meet-Cute Request [1.1k] post-TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x female!Reader, fluff

The Color Crimson [500] Bucky Barnes x female!Reader x Ari Levinson, SMUT

BULLET POINT APPROACH THOUGHT STORIES

Nose-brush forehead kisses post-TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Reader, fluff

STEVE ROGERS

SERIES

CEDAR TREES [royal AU collection] female!Reader insert, king!Steve, Royal AU, smut, fluff

THE BROOKLYN BOYS [drabble series] female!Reader insert, slow burn

ONE-SHOTS

Tiny Vessels [1.5k] gender neutral Reader insert, end of Endgame Steve, brief moments of non-graphic physical intimacy follow up: Don't Forget You Were the One Who [1.3k] Steve returns

King [1k] female!Reader insert, mob!Steve, angst quickly resolved into fluff

Witchview [1.3k] female!Reader insert (witch!reader), Steve stays in the present after Endgame, post-WandaVision, smut, magic, manipulation, dark-ish

Peering In My Hollow Core [2.4k] Nomad!Steve x Morally Grey f!Reader | SMUT (dub-con sex pollen)

DRABBLES

With You female!Reader insert, fluff, potential future Neighbor!Steve scenario/chaptered work

inspired by a Chris and Dodger gifset gender neutral Reader insert, fluff

Bookings and Rings female!Reader insert, Buck's Eleven Collection, light smut

Steve with a Breeding Kink [750] Steve x f!reader | soft dark SMUT, tw: dubious consent

OTHER MARVEL

Sketch of Sam and Natasha [1k] Nat x Sam, exploring a CA: The Winter Soldier theory/close “reading of the text”

Are We Falling [1k] Sam x female!Reader, smut, post!TFATWS

Consort [2.3k] Namor x female!Reader, smut, post Wakanda Forever Companion [3.3k] Namor x female!Reader, smut, part two of Consort

The Ashes In My Wake [1.2k] dark!Daredevil x female!Reader, non-con smut

These Hands Had To [1k] Alpha!Joaquin Torres x female!Omega!Reader, omegaverse, fluff to smut, post!TFATWS

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have [2k] dark!Wanda + Bucky x gn!Reader, non-con/dub-con smut DARK FIC

Late Night Quickie Natasha Romanoff x Joaquin Torres | Gamer AU, SMUT

SEDITION - A DARK AVENGING DEATH EATERS AU (MCU/HP crossover)

Lexicon Post (Prologue, premise, context, character list)

Part One: Unrest - Steve, Bucky, Thanos, Natasha

OTHER SEBASTIAN STAN & CHRIS EVANS CHARACTERS

ONE-SHOTS

Unholy Errand [4k] Lloyd Hansen x female!Reader, God the Bounty Hunter x female!Reader, Ransom Drysdale SMUT, dark, non-con, dub-con

I'm Your Man [3k] soft!dark Mafia!Andy Barber x f!reader SMUT, tw: dubcon

DRABBLES

The Color Crimson [500] Bucky Barnes x female!Reader x Ari Levinson | SMUT

IMAGINES & HEADCANONS

Exactly Like You [1k] Nick Fowler x Female!Reader | soft dark, reference to smut happening, Stockholm syndrome

HARRY FREAKING POTTER

NEXT GEN

Can’t Be Forgotten [4.5k] Lily Luna Potter x Tom Riddle, soft dark

#james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #james bucky buchanan barnes #the winter soldier #captain america #captain america fanfiction #steve rogers #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky smut #god the bounty hunter #lloyd hansen #god the bounty hunter fanfiction

[soft-and-bitter]

Failed Bargaining (Drabble)

Mafia!Steve x Introvert!Reader

Steve would go to any length in order to have you, and that worried you—a lot.

The Cure & The Cause

Mafia!Steve x Captive!Reader

Steve uses every opportunity to remind you that he’ll do with you as he pleases, whether you're willing or not.

We Can Last Forever

Mafia!Bucky x Ex!Reader

You turn to an old flame in a moment of desperation. Bucky takes full advantage of the situation to bargain for something he's wanted as soon as he set eyes on you.

maybe you could be the one

Chris Evans x Personal Assistant!Reader

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3

You tell Chris you're stepping down as his PA. His reaction isn't what you expect.

I Swear I Need You

Dark!Aemond Targaryen x wife!Reader

You've been avoiding your husband. Aemond will do whatever it takes to correct that.

[justagirlinafandomworld]

Personally, February was quite a year, so please join me in saying good riddance! *waves as February slips on by* Luckily, I was able to keep my reading queue full for most of it. Peruse at your leisure and be sure to gush over the stories you love. If anyone is going to appreciate your excitement, it's the people who typed it up and clicked that publish button. ❤️

This list is alphabetical by fandom (mostly), then by character.

Summaries and warnings are included as provided by the authors.

Happy Reading!

2023 reading list | fic rec masterlist

Dividers provided by @firefly-graphics

DC

The Other Half series by @youvebeenlivingfictional Bruce Wayne x Reader You glance at the man, then freeze, eyes widening. There’s no way that the goddamn Prince of Gotham is on your counter right now. Luckily for you, he’s focused on the tie clips. Maybe he knows you’re staring and is just ignoring it. Maybe he’s just so used to the sensation that he simply doesn’t register it anymore. Warnings: Canon-typical violence, angst, fluff, explicit sexual content

Marvel

Mafia Ask by @angrythingstarlight Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader ASK: what would be bucky's reaction if malyshka playfully smacked his ass Warnings: Spanking, dom!Bucky, bratty!wife.

Marc thinks the reader loves Steven more by @softlyspector Marc Spector x Reader Prompt: Insecure marc because reader loves Steven more maybe? Warnings: Angst with a happy ending.

Waves of Love by @flordeamatista Namor x Reader When you look into the water, you see the reflection of love. Warnings: poetic fluff, soft smut (fingering), beach soft smut, kisses, ocean love, slight angst but just amor

The Little Things in Life series by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor dark!Steve Rogers x Reader Your suburban life begins to show cracks and your next door neighbour, Steve Rogers, seems intent on shattering what’s left. Warnings: non-consent sex

Lies by @cockslutpadalecki Steve Rogers x Female Reader What is a couple of little white lies between friends? Warnings: mentions of a toxic relationship, oral sex (male receiving), exes being fuck buddies, explicit sexual content, 18+.

Broken Promises by @cockslutpadalecki Steve Rogers x Reader Prompt: “Fuck me like a starved animal or leave.” Warnings: fwb relationship, female masturbation, explicit sexual content, 18+.

I Wish I Had That by @girl-next-door-writes Steven Grant x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader Marc has found himself a girlfriend, and Steven is happy for him, he really is. Problem is, Steven wishes he’d met her first. Warnings: None provided.

Supernatural

Beers & Beef Jerky by @princessmisery666 Dean Winchester x Female Reader Dean’s fantasy may just come true. Warnings: smut.

Push Your Luck by @cockslutpadalecki Dean Winchester x Reader Prompt: “Y’know, I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.” Warnings: a little bit of teasing, bratty!reader, slight dom!Dean vibes,18+.

Your Way or the Rope by @cockslutpadalecki Demon!Dean x Reader Prompt: “I’ll fuck you for as long as you can stay awake… maybe after that too.” Warnings: bondage, a hint of dub-con, threat of oral sex, multiple orgasms, implications of somnophilia, a little Stockholm Syndrome, 18+.

Two At Once by @hoboal87 Dean Winchester x Reader x HunterCorp!Reader Dean catches you with his doppelgänger. Warnings: Smut, Crack, Threesome, implied open relationship

Trust Me by @carryonmywaywardcaptain MoC!Dean Winchester x Reader Dean’s losing his grip with the Mark, so you offer him a different outlet to work through some of his tension. Warnings: smidge of flangst, implied friends with benefits, implied (rough) future smut

In Living Color by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior Dean Winchester x Y/N Y/N never knew how much color existed in the world till a green-eyed hunter stumbled into her path. Warnings/Explicit 18+: Implied smut. Kissing. Dean's hands very briefly up a skirt. Dean on a motorcycle. Dean in leather. Dean being an absolute 1950s smoke show! Slight AU!Dean. He's still a hunter, but he's a hunter in the '50s.

Don't You Forget It by @rizlowwritessortof Dean Winchester x Reader Prompts: “Listen to me, mister. You’re my knight in shining armor. Don’t you forget it.” & Supernatural episode: Regarding Dean. Warnings: Angst, pining, with a happy ending.

Trying Something New by @sofreddie Sam Winchester x Female Reader Sam and Y/N discuss kinks. Warnings: Pet Play, Discussion of Kinks, Implied Smut

Take It Easy by @there-must-be-a-lock Sam Winchester x Reader Prompt: “I want it to hurt.” Warnings: Discussion of rough sex but nothing on-screen. 300 words, mature.

Riding the Cavaletto Squarciapalle by @kickingitwithkirk Boy King!Sam Winchester x Reader Warnings: BDSM 18+, nudity, punishment, collar/lease, nipple clamps, blindfolds, restraints, foxtail plug, anal beads, wood horse, dildo insertion

Top Gun: Maverick

No One's In The Room series by @princessmisery666 Jake Seresin x Original Female Character (Ryleigh) Jake and Ryleigh find themselves stranded in a remote location when a mission goes sideways. Injured and dependent on his help, she gets a glimpse of the man beneath the façade of ‘The Terminator’. Once they are rescued, the bubble of their personal Vegas bursts, and Jake struggles with new emotions while Ryleigh hopes he will finally see the man she came to know when no one else is in the room. Warnings: enemies to lovers, slow burn, cheating mentioned, bad family relationships, friends with benefits, fluff, angst, asshole!Jake.

RPF

Checkmate series by @jawritter Jensen Ackles x Reader, King!Jensen x Handmaiden!Reader They’re just dreams, very vivid dreams, at least that’s what Jensen first thought when they started happening. Now, after a trip to a therapist office, he learns they might not be dreams after all, but rather memories of a past life that send him searching for an unpredicted turn of events that could effect the future…if he’s lucky, if she exist at all. Series Warnings: Angst, Language, Therapy Sessions, Hypnosis, Past Life Repression Therapy (Yes, it’s a thing), Character Death, Smut, Unprotected Smut, Soul Mates. Individual warnings will be placed over each chapter)

#just a girl reading fics in February 2023 #fic rec masterlist #bruce wayne x reader #bucky barnes x reader #marc spector x reader #steve rogers x reader #steven grant x reader #namor x reader #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader #jake seresin x ofc #jensen ackles x reader

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

We made it to September ✨ another month, another rec list. Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.

*marks a series of multi part fic

Lloyd Hansen ✨

69'ing and pussy slapping by @ozarkthedog

Lloyd Hansen x reader

Boys in bed with books by @jobean12-blog

Lloyd Hansen x reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

Stay by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

ex-fiance bucky barnes x fem!reader

Dancing with the devil by @bonky-n-steeb

dark! mafia! bucky barnes x undercover! reader

Everything by @jadedvibes

Bucky x reader

*CEO/DBF Bucky by @bucky-barnes-diaries

CEO+Dad’s Best Friend!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Bad date by @firefly-in-darkness

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Bite your tongue by @musingsinmoonlight

Mob boss!Bucky Barnes x female reader

The boy is mine by @jobean12-blog

Bucky x reader

*A hundred years from today by @jettia

Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Cosmic love by @barnesafterglow

noble!bucky x princess!reader

Got your chemicals all in my veins by @bonky-n-steeb

husband! bucky barnes x wife! reader

*Sweetest nectar by @navybrat817

Florist!Bucky Barnes x female reader

*This must be my dream by @lunarbuck

bestfriend'sbrother!Bucky x f!reader (any race)

Twisty by @musingsinmoonlight

Bucky Barnes x female reader

*Pretty little thing, pretty little peach by @angrythingstarlight

Chubby!Baker Bucky x Reader

The perfect place to sit by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy!Trainer Bucky x Plus size reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Knead to relax by @mjolnir-steve

Ari Levinson x fem!reader

Firefighter!Ari by @angrythingstarlight

Firefighter!Ari x Reader

It's about time by @xxindiglow

Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Afternoon delight by @sagechanoafterdark

Ari Levinson x Reader

Under the blue by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Park Ranger!Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Steven Grant ✨

To the rescue by @ofstarsandvibranium

Steven Grant x F!Reader

What you've been waiting for by @full-time-make-believer

Steven Grant x female reader

Nick Fowler ✨

Falling apart for you by @navybrat817

Nick Fowler x female reader

Steve Rogers ✨

Liar liar by @geminixevans-stan

Mafia!Steve x Black Reader

Wife worship by @labella420

mob!steve rogers x fem!reader

*His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

*Herbal illusion by @sweetflowerdreams

King!Alpha! Steve Rogers x Servant!Omega! Reader (Female!Reader)

Andy Barber ✨

A butterfly will fly by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Andy Barber x ballet dancer!Reader

Ari Levinson x Steve Rogers ✨

I'll be seeing you by @navybrat817

Spy!Ari Levinson x Female Reader, hint of dark!Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Lee Bodecker x Steve Rogers ✨

Tempting fate by @dreamlessinparis

Semi!Dark!Mob!Lee Bodecker x F!Reader, Mob!Steve x F!Reader

Sam Wilson ✨

Only an echo by @the-witty-pen-name

Rockstar!Sam Wilson x f!reader

Andy Barber & Mike Weiss ✨

*Barber & Weiss by @jtargaryen18

Dark Andy Barber x Dark Mike Weiss x Reader

Steve Harrington ✨

Next time by @pillow-titties

Steve Harrington x Reader

#fic rec #august fic recs #lloyd hansen #bucky barnes #ari levinson #steven grant #nick fowler #steve rogers #andy barber #lee bodecker #sam wilson #mike weiss #steve harrington

[nekoannie-chan]

Week 7 Reblog Masterlist

Welcome to Week 7 2023 or Week 163, as always, fics would be listed in the order I read them.

I hope you enjoy it!

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This is the list of the fics I read and recommend in Week 7 2023:

 Strawberry shortcake (Maddie Buckley X Reader) by @floralbuckleys 💚

Unloving you part II (FWB!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader x Steve Rogers (love triangle) by @hellsbarnes 💚💙

Not such a bad thing (Izzie Stevens & co. X Reader) by @sillyfeathers💚

Heaven for you part V (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @imaginedreamwrite 💚💙

Save your life (Mateo Guevara X Reader) by @there-goes-thefighter 💙

I’ll take the blame (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @itsanerdlife💙

Missing home (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @anika-ann 💚

Where you lead chapter III (Reader, Crossover) by @ghostlytyrantpeach 💚

Wrong room (Clint Barton X Reader) by @marvelouslytrekking 💚

Your heart a pancake (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @witchywithwhiskey 💚

My saviour chapter 41: What did you do to deserve this treatment? (Brock Rumlow X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 🖤❤️💚💙

Kiss me once, kiss me twice (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @hollybee8917 💚

Imagine Scott taking care of you while you’re sick (Scott Summers X Reader) by @moonlit-imagines 💚

Muscle memory (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sweetascanbee 💚

America’s hope part IV (Dark!Steve Rogers X Reader; Dark! Bucky X OFC, Dark!Tony Stark X OFC; Dark! Bucky X Reader x Dark! Tony) by @ironlady1993 🖤❤️

Reinvent the wheel (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @rodrikstark 💚

Make me scream (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jbreenr ❤️

Where shadows meet (Wednesday Addams X Reader) by @vulpe-fox 💚

America’s hope part V (Dark!Steve Rogers X Reader; Dark! Bucky X OFC, Dark!Tony Stark X OFC; Dark! Bucky X Reader x Dark! Tony) by @ironlady1993 🖤❤️

My saviour chapter 42: She’s messing with your mind, Brock! Be careful! (Brock Rumlow X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 🖤❤️💚💙

Broken promises (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @imaginedreamwrite 💚💙

Lamb to the slaughter (Dark!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @chrisevansredbelt🖤❤️

Thinking About You (His Inheritance Valentine's Day short) (Mafia!Steve Rogers X Reader wife) by @jtargaryen18​ 💚

No strings attached (Ex!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @viperbarnes❤️

Help (April Kepner X Reader) by @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms 💚

Blizzard (Soft-Dark!Nomad!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @lavendercitizen🖤

Movie Star (Dark!Steve Rogers X Ex-pornstar!Reader) by @vampy-doll🖤❤️

Forget me not (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sweetascanbee 💚

Coffee and Cinnamon (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sarahwroteathing 💚

Safe and sound (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @qu1etwolf 💚

#Annie recommends

[nickfowlerrr]

working on it

main masterlist

this is a list of all my wips (including requests) so we can all be on the same page in regards to what i have coming up 🖤

*these aren’t in any particular order - as you guys know, i write what i have inspiration to write and not in order of when requests were received or series were updated.* if you don't see your request on here, and did not get a response from me letting you know i'd be unable to write it, then i didn't receive it. feel free to send it in again if you'd like.

i saw @sweetpeapod’s “to do list” and it’s such a great idea i literally never would’ve thought to make one myself so all credit to her for this! 🥰

updated: 06/06/23

legend: actively writing • on hold/writer’s block • haven’t started

series

bucky barnes:

if i could - chapter five

keeping secrets - chapter seven

stucky:

trust me - chapter two

drabbles, one shots or continuations (not series)

andy barber:

waiting - pt 2

dark!professor andy

bucky barnes:

soft!dark bucky - basement wife

dark!brat tamer bucky

you can’t - pt 2

dark!ex bucky - pregnant reader (might not end up dark lolll)

when a stranger calls bucky

yandere mechanic bucky

“enemies” to lovers bucky

iou - pt 2…possible miniseries

enemies to lovers - one bed trope

die happy - chubby!reader

first time for everything - drabble

call it what you want to - pt 2

mean!bucky one shot

duke!bucky x duchess!reader (soft!dark?)

pro wrestler!bucky

charles blackwood:

dark!charles halloween fic

lee bodecker:

dark!lee - traveling!reader

dark!lee - salem witch trial

lloyd hansen:

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ransom drysdale:

delivery - one shot

mean!ransom one shot

nick fowler:

dark!nick - daddy’s dead - one shot

steve kemp:

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steve rogers:

mean!steve one shot

stucky:

dark! road trip fic (two stories in one/choose your own adventure)

royalty au

fumbling - drabble

fawn - pt 2

requests

humble request to the queen of my lil dark heart for your sluttiest a/b/o with your man of choice inspired by ‘hurt you’ by the weeknd 🖤

bucky barnes:

request/imagine: mafia bucky x reader where bucky is very obviously obsessed/infatuated with the reader and just wants her to be his but she plays hard to get (for some time) and starts hanging out with other men so he gets jealous and punishes her (smut if you want with degradation/humiliation kink idk💀) very new to tumblr so idk if im doing this right or not. thank you! 💘

Dearie write some angry seggs with Bucky barnes

Scenario 5 10 17 22 please & Dialogue prompts 32 and 38 please with bucky 😭 he’s a total grinch throughout but seeing the reader happy makes him happy and I love the grumpy x sunshine trope🤤😮‍💨

Hey yo! I'm not sure if you're still accepting Christmas prompts or anything (I've absolutely loved reading them) But I've been listening to this song on repeat and idk, I can just imagine the reader singing it to Buck on their first christmas together, and him falling even more in love with them. Anywho, happy holidays, can't wait to read anything and everything you bless us all with 🥰❤️🎄

What would have happened in a AU version of your dark biker Bucky finding his soulmate finally…and also meeting her husband?

What if the reader had a really toxic husband who wouldn’t let her go or let their divorce proceed unless she cheated on him? Only the man she picks for her affair, Bucky Barnes, is WAY worse than her husband and she doesn’t realize until it’s too late? (No idea though if this is like a mobster Bucky or Winter Solider or some other profession)

a bucky fic of any length based on this text exchange with my husband (who’s deployed) ((i’m the red bubble lol)) 🥹 you work is magic so i trust however you wanna take this

Bellllaaaaa hiiii:) I’m hooked on biker/bartender bucky(even tattoo artist bucky) with fucking Tats right now and I’d totally love if you could maybe write him and chubby/plus sized reader having a flirty relationship, maybe they’re like a fling or something. She works at his bar/tattoo shop, whichever au you pick, and they’re just fucking flirty and so naughty together lol. Smut is always welcomed!! Thank u bby in advance<3 mwahhh🥺💋

Was curious if you could do a TFAWS Bucky request? Reader is a curvy plus size gal, and Sam has been trying and trying to get Bucky to ask her out. Then one day, he finds her really upset and self conscious… He finally lets his true feelings show, trying to make her feel better… maybe it turns into more? 👀🥰 Like…. ‘Let me just show you how beautiful you are..’ kinda thing lol. I really hope that made sense ☠️☠️

charles blackwood:

Hello there I want to ask... Do you still write Charles blackwood x reader fanfic? It has to be very romantic but very naughty. Charles being very sexy and dominating. It is also the reader's very first time with him too. Can it include a photo of Charles as well? Thanks x

max burnett:

Hi can I request a max Burnett x plus!size reader.

nick fowler:

Okay, speaking of thots, having the Nick Fowler says something sexy in Romanian and leaves gifs back-to-back with the 'no, I'm not okay; I should be sucking his dick rn" thot was— 🥵 Think you could combine those two into a little (or big, would not complain 😉) something something? 😘🤍 👉🏻👈🏻

I’m reading a book about the history evolution of dating, and it has this section on sugar daddies and babies. Apparently a lot of sugar babies are warned not to fall for their daddies, but the women report that usually it’s the other way around and the men fall for them. So what about a soft dark mafia Nick who quickly gets obsessed with his sugar baby reader? He just get more intense the more she denies an emotion connection because it’s just bad business on her end.

pwyc! bucky:

Hi I loved your Pretty when you cry series read it twice already and you did a amazing job 🥰 I was wondering if you could write the reader from that series being catcalled by some creep and dark biker Bucky witnesses it and completely losing it and defending her and maybe it ends with some fluff I hope you have a lovely day or night ❤️

OK maybe After Reading your Dark Soulmate Story I want/need more 😁 So I was thinking about Bucky and the Curvy Reader. Was there ever a time when Bucky Breaks down and cry? Like, He is so Hurt that he is Not Angry but gets really sad? How would the Reader react? How would Bucky himself react? Thanks again For creating These two and thank you For your time🖤 i Love them.

Hi Bella! So you’re my fav tumblr writer and I’m never gonna get over pwyc cause it’s pretty fucking amazing, and I don’t know if you’re taking requests for drabbles or anything like that, but I thought I might as well ask! So imagine that Bucky and Y/N have been living together for a while and things have been great, but Bucky is thinking of proposing, but Y/N is so not ready to get married or have kids, and her and Bucky get into a huge fight over it, and maybe she briefly moves out, and Bucky is basically lost but like also super angry cause we all know he doesn’t take rejection too well, but in the end they make up and by that I mean smut, and you can decide if they get engaged or not, but yeah that’s basically it

Hi! I love pwyc so much then when i saw the new trust series was from you I did a little happy dance! I was wondering if i could request a little drabble of what would happen if reader found out she was pregant and how biker Bucky would react? If not no pressure honestly love all your fics thanks for sharing them with us!

Belllllllaaaaa I have a request to make for pwyc series💕❤️ Imagine bucky getting possessive and jealous of readers coworkers, the reader trying to escape when he thought they were finally getting somewhere in their relationship…..😬😬 would he be angry or upset just love feral bucky 🫣😭🥵

Pwyc reader having nightmare about that night Bucky raped her. While dark!pwyc Bucky is sleeping right next to her. So reader started crying in her sleep,tears and all (cause that's what she does best) from the nightmare with him in it and woke Bucky up. Bucky can tell what it was about and started to soothe her nightmares the only way his perverted ass knows how. He started nuzzling and kissing her neck all over and kiss all her all over her face including her lips,eyes and her tears away while his hands roam all over her body to wake her up. Reader woke up still crying and Bucky ended up giving her the most gentlest (?),angsty or passionate sex? Idk,it doesn't have to be gentle. Just like really angsty and passionate in a really pwyc dark!Bucky way to show reader he's her only choice no matter what so she just gonna learn how to love him and get over her fear and nigthmare with the fear and nightmare himself. And maybe some angsty stomach flipping aftercare afterwards. Dark! request ofc. This can be during pwyc or after pywc,it's up to you. Reader being a crybaby makes this fic special to me :,D Been looking for a pic like this. Thank you so much and sorry if my English sucks a lil. I try. Tysm again 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Hiii Bella!! I love your writing so much, you're very talented 😍 I found the pwyc series about three days ago and I've read it twice 😅 I wasn't that productive at work ig 🤣 as a curvy girl myself who falls very close into the description of the reader/soulmate who loves Bucky, I felt very satisfied. So... I'm rubbish at requests but I thought I would like to ask for something and it's nice that you're kind and understanding so I don't feel too anxious about doing so 👀 so... what about reader going out shopping a dress for an occasion (idk what exactly, something formal-ish ig... a birthday party/dinner maybe?) and the shop assistants make her feel bad by saying things like "we don't have clothes in that big of a size, miss" or "this doesn't suit your fat thighs/stomach" (this has happened a lot to me, unfortunately)? And she gets home sad and spends all week self-loathing and insecure, wearing very baggy clothes and starving herself and pwyc bucky doesn't exactly get what's going on because she doesn't want to discuss it but he feels how down she feels and worries. Then he hears her explaining the experience to eva and he becomes a man on a mission. He has one thing in mind; to shower her with compliments, sweet nothings and have beautiful, passionate and rough sex with her 😏 (and also decides to punch whoever said sh*t about his girl). Thank youuu 💜💜 P.S. Sorry if this was too long☺️

hiii so i just thought of pwyc fluff (bc i love two hopeless romantics) so uhhh what if reader gives bucky a pet name? calls him "love" in front of his friends and bucky just melts and swoons

I just want pwyc reader and bucky to have kids 🫣😬😂 it would be so unexpected and I’m sure bucky would be super excited even if the news comes out of the blue 🥺🥺💕💕 it would be so funny though 😂😂

Just finished your dark soulmate Bucky fic-absolutely loved it, stayed up WAY too late reading it because I couldn’t stop. I was wondering if kids are ever discussed between them? I feel like no for both of them because Bucky seems too greedy to share the reader/lose time with her and I don’t know if the reader would really want babies with him after their start, even if she’s forgiven him. But I do wonder what would happen to Bucky’s mindset-does having a daughter make him realize any new aspects of what he did? Does a son make him worry about raising a man who could do what Bucky did to his own soulmate?

I have a pwyc prompt! Reader borrows Bucky’s beloved car as hers is in his shop. He tells her to be careful as it’s his baby. She misjudges a turn and wrecks it, only gets minor cuts/bruises but goes hospital to get checked out in case concussion. She doesn’t want to see bucky - freaking out about seeing him and admitting she crashed his baby but of course his main worries lie with someone else’s welfare!

what if reader wasn't bucky's soulmate but he wants her anyway. (long request)

Sorry in advance if this is too indulgent even for fanfic, but would you be interested in a prompt where pwyc Bucky is thrilled that the reader is gaining weight? Either because he takes it as a sign that she’s happy so she eating more, they’re going out on fun dates and have delicious things to eat or they’re spending too much time together for her to work out, etc etc. but he’s super into it. And loves to show it, especially during moments when she’s upset about it? So it’s something positive instead of negative.

Hi Bella. Love your work and love that you write curvy/plus size reader as I’m a curvier girl myself. I was wondering if you could write a Drabble/fic with pwyc bucky worshipping/praising reader’s bigger body - maybe she’s having a bad self image day or similar and he kisses all of her curves and lumps/bumps because he genuinely adores her figure and also is very much turned on by her even if she sometimes worries his muscular frame would be better suited to smaller partners as he’s so in shape.

This but she hurts herself bad?🤔🥺

“You come across any other kinks you wanna try, you just let me know. You know I’ll do anything for you, pretty girl.” Hmm how about breeding kink combined with marking kink. I believe the possessive side of Bucky here would absolutely eat this up and be feral. Would love to see your take on this, but if you don’t want, that’s okay! Thank youuu! 🫶🏻

Hi Bella! I have an idea for a PWYC Drabble please don’t feel obligated to respond or make it. So today I was walking and some total jerks yelled out the window calling me fat. I wonder how Bucky would either comfort reader or handle it. I know you have something similar with your knight drabble. Thank you for all of the incredible work you’ve given us, this is my favorite series of all time— you’re a great writer. ♥️🥹

Hi! I’m a huge fan of PWYC and I was wondering if you thought about doing a pregnancy one shot, or multiple shots related to Bucky and reader starting a family? I’m curious how the dynamic would be considering how Bucky already acts towards reader and how he tends to be very loving but also on consistent watch over reader. If you don’t like the idea or aren’t interested that’s totally okay too!

steve rogers:

I would love to see a stalker Steve Rogers who thinks he’s “courting” you when he buys you presents off your (private) wishlists, takes care of chores around the house when you’re sleeping or away, has lunch delivered to your workplace for you, etc. (sure it’s scary and weird all these things are happening to you, but I would also like to come home to packages on my porch and my lawn mowed, you know?)

#bellasburdens #masterlist #my wips #nickfowlerrr

[srgntjamesbuckybarnes]

The List Masterlist

Summary: When a hit list spreads around New York, Bucky’s ex-wife is the only one with any information.

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Mafia Bucky Barnes x Ex-Wife Reader

Warnings: Violence

A/N: One-shot turned mini-series by popular demand. Taglist is open!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

#mafia bucky x ex wife reader #mafia bucky x you #mafia bucky x reader #mafia bucky barnes #mafia!bucky #mob!bucky #bucky x female reader #bucky x y/n #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes #bucky x you #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #mob!bucky barnes x reader

[mirkysconcubinefiction]

Petty

Pairings: Bucky x Fem Reader

(y/n is **** - makes my life easier)

Warnings: Angst, Cheating, Pregnancy, Domestic Abuse, Postpartum, Guns, Running Away, Swearing, Abandonment, Possessiveness, Divorce, Dark/Mafia Themes.

Summary: The Affair doesn't surprise you. Bucky pointing a gun at you didn't scare you, him threatening to shoot you didn't make you flinch. He crossed a line and you run, cutting ties with your ex, baby, everything you had built over the past decade. Desperate you call an old friend and hope they can help...

    The affair didn't surprise you.

    There was a small part of you that believed all men were the same and your husband would one day act a fool.

    Leaving the party to nurse your baby you paced the halls while patting your babies back. Your son was fussy but you would rather spend time with your four-month old than your husband's associates.

    A giggle had drawn your attention and thinking a guest with their conquest had found a spare room to fuck and you peaked in curious. The door was stupidly left ajar, who would be so bold?

    There you were, a new mother, wife to the scariest man in the state, watched as your husband felt up the daughter to the Senator.

    A barely legal petite thing that was the typical stereotype for any man past their 30s with a wife they'd been with for a decade.

    A part of you wanted to nudge the door open with your toe and make yourself known. You wanted to see their expressions of desire mutate to guilt and embarrassment... instead you held your baby closer and walked away.

    You didn't need to see your husband face fuck someone other than you.

    Sitting in your rocking chair in the nursery you browsed the internet, tablet propped by your nursing pillow, door locked. You had ignored the party goers and responded by texts that you wanted to be alone and not to be bothered.

    The prenuptial agreement you had signed was haunting you.

    Love really made you stupid.

    Nearly ten years together, four married, and you get nothing.

    You wouldn't be entitled to spousal support and the past you was okay with that, the independent you had plans to succeed and impress. That was before your husband convinced you to drop your stressful lifestyle and be a kept woman who did charity work.

    Years wasted - not that you regret helping others - but it left you with a résumé gap and little in personal savings under your name.

    Your husband - no - James - no - Bucky was generous and you wanted for nothing.

    Going from a shoebox with roommates to a literal mansion was humbling. If you weren't breastfeeding you'd have a glass of wine or better yet a cold beer. Sober minded while contemplating your life choices hurt.

    Wiping at your eyes you didn't know if it was a bad sign you'd cry over giving up your dreams but not watching your hus-Bucky get a blow job?

    No... you needed to be smart and think.

    Clearly your marriage was over and running off without your son wasn't an option you had no choice but to stay and wait. The door knob rattled and you ignored the soft taps on the door, "****?"

    Picking up your phone you called your hus-Bucky who was quick to pick up. "What?"

    "What? Why are you locked in the fucking nursery?" Bucky was confused, blow jobs tended to remove blood from the big brain to the smaller one.

    "I'm having a mommy moment."

    You hear him sigh, "God **** really?"

    "Yep. Goodnight." And you hangup.

    Tonight you'll sleep in the nursery and in the morning you'll visit a lawyer.

    .

    The thing is, everyone knows who you are.

    Everyone who is everyone knows who you are and the trick is to leave the baby with the nanny and go for a spa day. Your technician just so happened to be the ex girlfriend of your ex boyfriend who turned into your best friend. While your face is caked with a matcha tea treatment you sip a glass of apple cider bubbly and FaceTime her husband.

    A divorce attorney.

    An attorney willing to give you legal advice but not sit across the table from a man who could kill him.

    You didn't begrudge the man of course.

    Once the call had been called off you were no closer about what to do.

    .

    Bucky leaned against the door watching, you were sleeping on the small sofa that had been dragged in that day. Before that it was the floor or the chair. For a week he had allowed it but Bucky was missing you, his wife.

    Picking you up he smiled when you naturally snuggled against him, it wasn't a long trek to the master suite, and he set you down gently. A frown marred your brow and he tried to smooth it over with no luck.

    When morning came you were no longer in his arms but locked away in the nursery. That morning Bucky canceled all of his meetings instead waiting for you to emerge with their son in your arms, "You're here?" The surprise on your face saddened him.

    "Missed you." He moved to pick up his son, awake and fussy, Bucky tried kissing you but you turned away to pour yourself a cup of coffee. "****?" The baby squirmed and he patted his back.

    "Hmm?" You sat at the island dragging the paper closer to you.

    "Are you okay?"

    "Your daily horoscope sounds ominous." You tap on your own side, "I think I'll play my numbers today."

    "****?" Bucky tried reaching out wanting to at least touch you but you slid off the stool and went to the massive refrigerator.

    "I'll cook lunch. We have..."

    Frustrated Bucky snaps, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

    "Me? I'm hungry, you sound like you need a nap." Closing the fridge with a head shake you said, "Forget it. I think I'll go out, spend some son daddy time, I'm going out."

    "What? Wait!" But you were gone. Not willing to be ignored Bucky followed, purposely keeping his voice low less he caused his baby to cry. "Where do you think you're going?" He watched as you climbed stairs.

    "Italian."

    Bucky hated Italian, a bad deal fucked with his love of pasta. The man of course followed, "No. We're going to that stupid diner you like." The man was quick to pass you and into the master suite.

    "No."

    The baby was gently put down on the mattress and Bucky walked into the closet that looked like its own bedroom with the size of it. "Doll I'm in no mood to argue. You've been a right bitch this week and I'm sick of it."

    Hands on your hips you glanced over at your baby then the closet. It was a horrible decision but you turned on your heel and walked out. You had already rung the chauffeur and though you were wearing clothes that hadn't been changed in two days with a questionable stain on one shoulder, hair a hot mess, no makeup, no jewelry, and house slippers, you all but ran to the front door and into your Bentley.

    Your driver shifted in his seat but didn't move, "I'm sorry ma'am but..."

    Swearing you got out of the car and went to the driver's side, opening the door and the man was quick to unbuckle himself and hop out. Before you could speed off you rolled down your window and held out a hand fingers wiggling.

    "He'll kill me." The driver whined, showing off his youth.

    "Peter!"

    "Shit... ok... alright..." he fumbled with his wallet and pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it over.

    "Thank you!" And you were gone.

    .

    Home was a place that lived in the days before food service had health inspectors. A diner with florescent lights, aged linoleum, and wait staff that gave no shits.

    You missed this place.

    Sitting in a booth you remembered being yours at ungodly hours years ago you ordered more food than you could eat. You weren't sure why you were here, here was a horrible choice, it was the place you had met Bucky.

    The man stumbled into your booth, intoxicated.

    You should have walked away, you should have known drunkards would make you miserable, a pretty smile and slurred compliments shouldn't have led you to the altar.

    Stabbing at your second plate of scrambled eggs you hated how salty they tasted. Your tears made them taste horrible. Stuck in your own world of wallowing you didn't notice the Mercedes that parked beside yours, you didn't see how your car was quickly drove away by Peter, you didn't see your hus-Bucky enter with a scowl twisting his handsome features, his boots scuffing on the linoleum as he spotted you in their corner, you didn't pay him any mind when he paused at the end of your table more concerned over your eggs and wiping the tears away from tainting your breakfast.

    Bucky was ready for a fight.

    What he wasn't ready for was seeing your booth cluttered with dishes and you crying.

    Like the time you had lost a business contract, your grandmother passing, your goldfish nose diving into the toilet, the depressing moment were of course surrounded by food and the depressing atmosphere of the diner... except this time it wasn't him sitting across from you sharing food but an empty space where he should have been.

    So Buck sat and waited.

    You didn't spare him a glance and after all these years he hated to see you cry. Valiant as ever, fighting back your emotions. Your lips would tremble and face crumble but a second later you'd smooth it over as if smothering a grease fire that just didn't die.

    Bucky tried reaching out, he managed to settle a hand over yours before you slipped away again. The anger from earlier came back, "Stop that."

    Only then did you spare him a look. It was a hard blank stare and Bucky felt it. Worry. Guilt tickled his conscious but he smoothed it down and waited. He didn't have to wait long, your spine had straightened and you leaned back in your seat, tears ignored and nose sniffing back the snot that made it damp looking. "Your son?"

    "Our son is with the Nanny."

    "You should be watching him."

    "You're his mother and yet you ran away to mope."  He tacked on just as harshly.

    Your lip quirked up and you crossed your arms, "When was the last time you fed him a bottle Bucky?"

    Bucky frowned, you hadn't called him that in ages. "What did you call me?"

    "You've changed how many diapers? One? Two? You come home, kiss him goodnight, and sleep. Five minutes. Exactly 5 fucking minutes before you push him away."

    Nudging plates aside Bucky leaned forward, "I'm working ****, everything we have comes with sacrifice."

    "Ah. Work." You nod your head, "2 am meetings and missed births."

    Bucky pinched the bridge of his nose, "How many times do I need to apologize ****? I'm sorry okay. I was..."

    "In L.A. with a red-head that's infamous for her head game." You interrupt not wanting to hear about a meeting that never existed and you too stupid to not see.

    Bucky stumbles, his eyes shift taking in your expression, stance, and finally the room before trying to salvage the moment. "Texas sweetheart, remember? I was in meetings all day..."

    "Meetings... wow..." you had been stupid to listen and forgive the bastard for missing the birth of their child.

    "Doll listen..."

    If your pregnancy and birth hadn't been so complicated and traumatic maybe this wouldn't have happened? "You like real girls. No boob job or fillers and she's cute. Hell, if I wasn't in labor half dead I'd fuck her."

    Bucky licked his lips and tried again, forcing a smile on his lips, "Honey..."

    "I liked those twins too." You interrupt watching his face smooth over, "Cutting it close with those two though. Barely turned legal and you paid for their citizenship. Too bad I was on bed rest, how many Viagra pills did you swallow for that all nighter?" Hadn't that been a doozy of a moment, pictures in hand of two pretty barely legal twins that still had that young look. It had made you dive deep and contemplate murder to make sure your husband wasn't a closet pedophile.

    You had a newborn after all.

    Freaks came in all shapes and sizes, money just hid them better.

    Bucky rubbed the nape of his neck and looked around, "We can talk about this later."

    "Talk?" You peer out the tinted windows, not really seeing the world outside your reflection. "There's nothing to talk about Bucky."

    "Doll... baby..."

    "My name's ****." His face falls when you say your full name, your premarital name. "I'm not your Doll, baby, sweetie, I'm **** your baby mama." It hurts to say but you say it.

    "You're my wife." He points a finger at you.

    "On paper. We both know how little you care about government contracts."

    Bucky's fist hits the table, a plate topples and the rest shake, "In the eyes of God you're mine. You carry my name, you had my baby, you sure as fuck aren't something as hackneyed as a baby mama!"

    "I'm an atheist Bucky."

    "Stop calling me Bucky! I'm your husband not the schmuck you met in the beginning."

    "You stopped being my husband last week, you remember that mingle right? The one where what's her name," you snapped your fingers feigning memory loss, "The Senators daughter. Red dress? She was blowing you in the study, the one right by your son's nursery." Leaning in you whisper, "Should I invite her for tea and ask for tips?"

    Bucky stood, a nasty look on his face. His teeth were clenched and cheeks flushed in anger, embarrassment, both? "That's enough!" He grit out before removing himself from the booth and with shaky hands removed a 100$ bill from his money clip and tossed it on the platter of cold sausage links. "Home. Now."

    You didn't fight him when he gripped your wrist, you didn't dig your heels into the linoleum as you were dragged out, he opened the car door for you and stood over you as if daring you to not get in.  Your eyes darted to his gun that was strapped in a holster at his side, you sat down and slid over. Bucky sat and before he could close his door you were out the other side and slamming the door in the mans face.

    You can hear him screaming your name muffled by the interior before the door is swung open and Bucky gets out red-faced and livid.

    So were you.

    You had on a pair of house slippers, loafers, whatever they were called they were expensive with rubber soles and encased your foot which was a good thing because you ran through traffic.

    "****!" Bucky screams, horrified as cars honk and tires squeal to keep from hitting you.

    Bucky never leaves the house without guards. You know as you finally made it to the other side that you were being tailed by the quickest - Sam - and you knew he would hunt you down. It's happened before, once when you found out your hus-Bucky was some mob boss, Sam had been the last person chasing you from one part of the city and to the other.

    It was Sam who jogged with you in the mornings, afternoon, night, whenever.

    It was also Sam who you thought was your friend never told you. Finding out that almost everyone but you knew was heart-wrenching. You also knew, really knew, they were loyal to the Family and their employer. You were just that french fry in a bag of onion rings, a treat.

    Time had no meaning when you ran. Even now when your gait slows and it's just you weaving through crowds and traffic with Sam a quiet guardian that keeps pace but there's no banter or friendly shoves.

    Eventually you find yourself in an unfamiliar part of the city with crumbling infrastructure and few bodies that you pass. Chest heaving, legs prickling and feeling like your bones were hot pokers, you leaned heavily against the chain link fence and try to breathe.

    Sam tries to touch you as he was the touchy feely sort, always ready for a hug and comfortable shoulder to lean on, but you turn away from him. The tears did nothing but annoy you, by now you should have run out of them but they fell freely as your legs all but wobbled as you walked away.

    It was better to say nothing less you go off.

    Sam wouldn't give you the satisfaction of a fight. He was paid well enough to handle any verbal abuse lunged at him and it would be pointless. No one was your friend, your old friends long gone, the people who you broke bread with and baked birthday cakes were employees, loyal dogs to the man who was supposed to be your husband.

    Faithfully.

    In sickness and in health.

    Hands on your knees you willed yourself to not throw up as beads of sweat and tears intermingled on the cracked sidewalk. It didn't take long for several cars to pull up and park half hazardly around you. Bucky in all his bad guy glory stepped out - sunglasses, toothpick, and gun. He adjusted his button up jacket and pulled out his gun, holding it lazily, and you couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.

    If he couldn't sweet talk then he'd rely heavily on his reputation of douchery.

    "Get in the car sweetheart."

    You were thirsty, licking your lips reminded you of that fact. "What are you gonna do Bucky, shoot me?"

    He bites down on the toothpick and you ignore him as he spits it out, "Now's not the time for your shit," he shakes the gun at you, up and down, he looks composed but his hands are trembling. "Get. In. The. Fucking. Car."

    Would he shoot you in broad daylight?

    No one in the small crowd of guards - all of which you knew their name, birthdays, and allergies - would blink if he killed you. They'd help him hide your body or maybe do prison time. Taking the rap for your homicide. You wipe your face but the hot salty trails are never-ending, it makes your eyes itch. "Dont you have a meeting to get to?"

    "****." He points the gun at you.

    "Gotta fill your quota of fresh meat." You taunt.

    "Get in the car or I swear to god..."

    "Shoot me?" You smile and hold out your arms, "Go for it." You move closer, step by step, ignoring the wide-eyed look of Sam and hesitant glances of several guards. "Or are you gonna pistol whip me?" The gun presses against your shoulder, "Tie me up and feed me to Nemo?"

    "****!" He seethes, "Don't tempt me."

    "Come on Bucky, do it."

    "Do you really want to die?" He moves the gun, barrel pressed between your eyes. "Leave me, leave our son behind?"

    "I'm sure with your money you'll upgrade just fine." He removes the safety.

    "James!" Sam shouts, both hands out.

    Bucky digs the gun into your skin and you can see his finger toying with the trigger.

    On.

    Off.

    On.

    Off.

    He bares his teeth and grits out, "Get in the car."

    "No."

    There's rage in the sound he makes, like a barely contained scream. Bucky lunges at you, his fingers claws as his free hand chokes you and the gun digs into your cheek. "Say it." Spittle clings to his lips, "Again."

    His nails dig into your flesh and it's hard to breathe but you try, it's a croak mess of a try but Bucky knows you would if you could, the gun goes off. It's a loud pop by your ear and you flinch at the sound but jump when the heated barrel hovers by your face.

    You can feel it and you know it'll burn if it touches you.

    "James, stop, **** is your wife." Sam tries to step in with both hands up but it does nothing but piss him off.

    Bucky sneers before he's leading you backwards by your throat to his car. Your feet drag and you nearly trip but he shoves you inside before getting in as well. "Don't bother with the doors." He returns his gun back into its holster. "You're grounded until further notice."

    "Grounded?"  You scoff, "You can't..."

    "I'm your husband." He says as if that was the end of the conversation. The car moves and you wait, you wait for Bucky to get comfortable enough to spend time on his phone and the car to hit the highway at a speed worthy of a ticket.

    No cop would dare.

    You move before it could register. Your body lunging over the console, elbowing the driver, and grasping at the wheel. Consequences be dammed you jerk the wheel careening into the opposite lane, cars honking, tires screeching, and swears filling the car as the driver fights you for the wheel. Bucky is screaming at you - yes you were fucking crazy - and manages to drag you back where he attempts to hold you but you weren't some defenseless house wife that relies on money, you fight.

    Legs kicking, nails scratching, fists punching, you bite Bucky somewhere and the car eventually manages to turn into the emergency lane. The driver is quick to get out and circle the car with a roll of duck tape he pulled right out of his ass and it takes two men - driver and Sam - to restrain your legs before your ankles could be bind followed by your wrists, after they flipped you over and Bucky had to contort himself to help.

    It was bucky who taped your mouth shut before having no choice but to leave the backseat and switch to the front cursing in his native language for the world to hear.

    It doesn't get better.

    Making it home you are carried by two people into your home in front of staff and acquaintances, lead into your master suite where Bucky paces in your peripheral, you had been laid on your far too big bed, for a long while it didn't matter how big the bed was you both would gravitate towards one another and now you couldn't stand being in the same room as him.

    Bucky sniffs and for a moment you think he was emotional but he was a very good liar. You hear him clear his throat and the ruffle of fabric and the thumps of his shoes being tossed off his feet. Closing your eyes you will your heart to calm and your tears to stop. You've been crying nonstop and it made your head hurt.

    Hands turn you over and it makes you wince, the firm mattress putting pressure on the awkward angle of your bindings. Buck doesn't care he just straddles you, a hand patting the side of your face before settling, his thumb brushing the swollen underside of your eye.

    His own eyes are red rimmed and it surprises you to see that he too was crying. Had been crying. The dampness clung to his eyelashes but he must have wiped away the streaks on his face... was that why he was wearing sunglasses?

    "I love you." Behind the gag you humph, barely controlling an eye roll but you did try to look away but Bucky gripped your face and leaned closer, his weight hurting you. "I love you."

    You don't believe him and shift your gaze away, his fingers tighten on your face and his hands are shaky. He takes a breadth and let's out, a part of you expects him to shout at you, hit you, something but instead Bucky is like a statue, gaze beckoning you to accept his pitiful reassurance.

    "Last time you ran from me I told you what would happen." He sits up, filling the silence that had settled between the two of you. A sleeve wipes his nose and he sniffs but you see no tears unlike your own eyes. A silent refusal to go away. "This is your fault, remember you brought this on your own."

    He reaches behind him and he pulls out his pocket knife. Its his favorite least aesthetically pleasing. Black with silver bits and a well cared for blade.

    "If you run from me again I swear to the gods **** I will keep you naked and tied to the fucking bed until you learn to behave. I'll put a fucking collar around your throat and keep you at my feet, do you want that Doll?

    The memory of the first time you ran and was captured was seared into your memory. Bucky had made good on his promise the second time you ran after he hit you for the first and last time. Right after you used the meat mallet to bludgeon him and tried burning down your stupid apartment with him in it.

    While he was remorseful of his actions and apologized profusely he made true to his promise. Keeping you naked with the softest collar made of crushed velvet and leather, the carpet in your den had been replaced with a plush monstrosity that didn't bruise your knees and palms.

    You forgave him because you were an idiot and he had sobbed on your lap begging for forgiveness and promised to never lay his hands on you again, even going so far as making his best friend Steve to shoot him if he did something so heinous again.

    Only it wasn't your face that needed promises.

    The knife cut through your sweaty and dirty shirt as if it were paper maché and not organic cotton. It had been ages since the last time you were subjected to such treatment... so much time passed that you forgot just how cruel and savage the man was.

    "Never wanted you to find out." The blade scratched over your nipple, the fabric of your nursing bra not the least bit attractive, "How did you..." his words trail off and he's mesmerized by your full breasts and you flinched when he squeezed one. A wet patch appeared on the gray fabric from your milk and a grimace flashed over his face.

    Embarrassment had you turning your face away. Shutting your eyes and crying. It's enough to jostle Bucky back and he moved away from your top half to drag his knife down your soft belly, the scar from your c-section had healed but left a puckered dark scar.

    Another reminder that you weren't the 20 something year old from a decade ago. The belly button ring was gone and your flat stomach had the stretch marks from your 9 month pregnancy. He hesitated at the drawstring of your pants, his fingers nudged down the edge to show off the edges of your cotton briefs that replaced your lace thongs.

    "Times change hasn't it?" Carefully he cut the fabric of your pants until they fell like ribbons and your shoes were tossed behind him. "5, no, 6 months... last time I touched you?"

    You try to shift to cover yourself as the panties are cut at the sides and he tugs them off you. "Mph..." silenced.

    "Even here." His finger drags down the line of your sex, "Before you were so meticulous in your upkeep but now," he tugs at a tuff of hair. "It's like you stopped caring."

    No.

    You weren't going to play this stupid game.

    Deep calm breadths - in and out - you forced your body to relax, fingers curled into the torn fabric of your shirt, ignoring the glide of the blade along the ripple of your knee cap, even bound as you were you knew Bucky wouldn't hurt you in the way he had torn your heart apart.

    At his feet lay the trust and adoration you felt for the man because Bucky was everything, this man was your everything and you had given up your life to be his star, his doll, his Bonnie while he was your Clyde.

    You got pregnant for this man.

    Every ounce of hardship you suffered was so he could be the father he said he wanted to be... and here you were feeling ashamed over your post baby body.

    The knife cut through the tape binding your legs and you felt him try and part your legs, sure that he was going to try and take what you hadn't given since before the end of your pregnancy and you lashed out, knee bending and hiking upwards, foot lashing out and hitting Bucky in his abdomen, knocking him right off the mattress.

    There was no escape.

    Your hands were bound and wiggling to distance yourself, to at least sit up, was your only option.

    "You (cough) fucking (wheeze) bitch."

    The tape around your mouth itched, you would have cursed the man to hell and back. He rounded the bed and you tried to keep your body faced in his direction ready to kick him, sure that he wouldn't lash out with the knife.

    He wouldn't kill you.

    He wouldn't maim you.

    He wouldn't.

    He'd just cheat on you.

    Break your heart.

    Humiliate you.

    He'd toy with you.

    A decade didn't make the man weak or lazy. Bucky was still as strong as you remember from years past, quick too, it was no wonder he was able to climb on the bed and throw himself atop you as if your attempts at wiggling was a game.

    The knife stabs into the mattress and it's enough to make you pause, Bucky a disheveled mess sitting atop you and for a moment you're not looking into the eyes of your husband, your lover, your everything... they were twin dark pools of nothingness.

    Cold.

    The tape is ripped off your lips, blood wells up, dry and chapped his thumb smooths over the bruise and smears it. "I hate you."

    "Get in line love." The knife is plucked and you could feel the cold sharp edge lay against your cheek, the tip just beneath your eye. "You're not leaving me." His fingers drag down and curl around your throat, heavy and they tighten. "I know you spoke to a lawyer."

    God you hate him.

    Your hips buck and the blade nicks your skin and Bucky squeezes, you struggle to breathe, he pushes you deeper into the mattress, it felt like he put his weight into it, and you're truly afraid this was it.

    This was it.

    You were going to die.

    The man who had put a ring on your finger, a baby in your belly, your name and his name were carved onto each other's body, the one person you had put your all was going to choke the life out of you.

    In the distance you heard the door break, you heard Steve but if you were going to die you weren't going to break eye contact with the monster wearing your soulmates face.

    He was off, ripped from atop you and all you could do was take a frantic gulp of air and cough. Your scream was stuck in your throat and you felt so cold, so numb, Natasha's neutral expression the last thing you saw as you struggled to breathe but your body slumps and you fall unconscious.

    .

    You're not leaving me.

    The words haunt your waking minutes. When sleep manages to claim you, your dreams are haunted by the devils eyes.

    Liar.

    Cheater.

    Deceiver.

    Murderer.

    His forked tongue spouting promises that burned to ash under your bare feet.

    The same nightmare night after night, you choke on your screams, your throat a mess of bruises, your lungs ached, and the nausea haunted you during the day.

    The though of choking on food had you sipping on the water and going hungry. If you were forced to stay a prisoner in a spare bedroom, it was the only thing you had control of.

    What were they going to do?

    Threaten to kill you?

    The jagged wound on your wrist where you attempted to slice your wrist was proof you gave two shits about it.

    Your baby?

    The son you had spent hours trying to push but in the end had to cut out of you had been their bartering chip until you let him cry and cry. His red face and flailing limbs you forced yourself to ignore as you tucked yourself in a corner and cried along with him until he was finally picked up by someone and that was it.

    You could hear him faintly in the distance at times but it was better this way.

    "I've been instructed to insert an IV if you refuse to eat." Natasha leaned against the doorjam, in her hand was a Mason jar and a fat straw, she waved it at you, "Vanilla ice cream and Ensure, it shouldn't irritate your throat."

    To think you used to have spa dates with this woman. How the game would go was Nat leaving the offering on the dresser and locking the door behind her. It would sit there until the next meal and if not her then Sam would deliver you food.

    Steve had shown his face once and the food had been tossed in his lap, you were nice enough not to fling the soup in his face. A few days had passed before someone was brought in to clean up the mess you had refused to pick up.

    Moving off the two-seater couch you were huddled on you reached for the smoothie. Natasha wasn't the most expressive of persons but there was genuine concern in her face. Too bad you turned around and went to the bathroom that was attached and emptied the glass in the toilet. You were nice enough to rinse it in the sink before handing it back.

    "****," she's not happy, "Now isn't the time to act like a brat." You roll your eyes and shuffle back to your couch, a bare wall your entertainment since you had nothing to occupy your time. "I know you're pissed, hurt, but you can not eat. When's the last time you ate?" You ignore her and lay on the small space with your knees bent and eyes closed. "If you don't eat I will have no choice to force you."

    Eventually she leaves and you hear the sound of something breaking in the distance shortly after, there's a raise of voices, you can make them out as your ex and Steve.

    A knock breaks the quiet and surprise, it's Steve. The man takes in the bare room that had once been furnished like any other spare room. The mattress took up a corner of the room, a single dresser, and the couch made the room feel like it didn't belong in a multi-million dollar mansion. "I've contacted Bruce, he'll be by shortly to look you over, we'll start with an IV for dehydration and if you refuse to eat we'll insert a feeding tube into you."

    "Touch me and I'll hang myself with the feeding tube." It comes out broken and scratchy.

    "You don't mean that." In response you lift your wrist with the bandage and you can hear him sigh, "Your son needs his mother ****."

    You look over to Steve, he was tall and broad-shouldered taking up space in the doorway. "Bullshit."

    "He's a baby."

    "I was an incubator, nothing more."

    "How can you say that ****? You're hurt, I get it, but you can't cut out your own flesh and blood."

    "He can keep him." Steve frowns at your words, "I didn't want him anyways."

    "You don't mean that."

    A laugh bubbles up but you can't so you smile instead, "He wanted a kid, I gave it to him, he can keep it."

    "It? Brandon isn't an It ****!"

    "Funny how you're lecturing me and not your best friend."

    "Buck has been dealt with, he's... he's sorry ****."

    The words make you sit up and your hands tug at your collar, "For this?"

    Steve looks away, "Yes."

    There's so much you want to say, to scream, you want to pick up the couch and fling it at the man you had made godfather to your son... you just... rest against the cushion and cry. It's all you can do, frustrated angry tears that silently fall and you don't bother to wipe them away.

    Don't bother to pretend you're not broken and hurt because you are.

    Shattered.

    Distraught.

    You keep your eye on Steve, the man shifts and clears his throat, eyes dropping to the floor and you can see his shoulders droop. "****..." he calls you by your pet name, "I'm sorry."

    He's not.

    None of them are.

    People like him, Sam, Natasha, Bucky, they were masters of deception... even sweet Peter... he knew...

    You don't bother with words, your throat ached, you shouldn't have wasted the energy. God, you were too tired to deal with this. Getting to your feet you feel flushed and nauseous, the world goes a little gray and your body stops fighting, Steve is there to catch you, calling your name before shouting for help.

    .

    Waking up in a hospital was a miracle, it wasn't long before you pulled an Oscar worthy freak out and used whatever public assistance given to you to get away from your ex who had the audacity to sit beside you like he hadn't tried to murder you with his bare hands.

    Pictures and a statement had been taken. The look of utter disbelief on Bucky's face when you didn't play the submissive wife role and agree that you had been attacked by a stranger was worth the hassle of the police.

    You were connected to a domestic violence assistance - providing you shelter and a safe place to go, at least you hoped.

    It was a mind racing process, leaving behind everything you had built-in the past decade, your baby, your name, and life. Hopping over state lines, changing your name, altering your appearance, you carried a scar on your wrist and a fear to leave the safety of your shelter for too long.

    Months passed and your breasts had taken several weeks to stop the leaking. It had taken up to that point for the weight of leaving your baby behind to hit you - hard.

    You moved again and again.

    Never confident that he was out there ready to finish you off.

    If he couldn't have you then no one could... it was hot at one time. The possessive energy that would wet your panties and knowing that you were just as toxic.

    He was yours, had, had been yours.

    Now he was the Whore of tri-state area with God knows what diseases you hoped would make his cock rot and fall off.

    The bed creaked under your weight, it's been two days since you left the safety of your room and while you hated carrying a gun, you held it in your hand and told yourself you were okay.

    It was okay.

    Today was a good day to get fresh air, you had a loaded gun to protect you. You never left home without something on you - mace, knives, gloves with steel knuckles, a tazer - you wouldn't be caught defenseless.

    Minutes tick and you work on your breathing as you ready yourself to leave. Suitably armed and jacket concealing the gun at your side you were ready to leave. Making it to the supermarket you were grateful for the wig and contacts, the makeup helped contour your face, it was nice to molest the produce and shuffle through coupons for a good deal.

    The nice weather called to you, happily you visited the Starbucks and ordered venti drink and sat in a corner with your grocery bags at your feet. It's where your carefully constructed new life crumbled, a very familiar figure walked into the short line for coffee and you shifted your gaze from them and pulled your phone from your pocket.

    Plan B was to run with your clothes on your back and Id's in your pocket, all you had to do was wait for an Uber.

    Outwardly you didn't allow the luxury of panic but under the surface your heart was skipping beats and your anxiety was biting at your nerves. "Is this seat taken?" The chair is pulled out and none other than Natasha sits with the grace of a cat.

    You ignore her and she sits there, quietly taking you in and the café attached to the supermarket. Your free hand slips into your pocket and you wait for your Uber to get closer and closer... standing you pick up your grocery bags and ignore the ever present shadow that was Natasha and dump said bags into a charity bin before you're out the front door, one hand in your pocket and the other holding your phone that pinged with the arrival of your Uber.

    Outside you can see a waiting vehicle with Sam leaning against a running car and if there was him no doubt there was others. You felt her hand grip your arm and you don't hesitate to mace the woman, the brass knuckles you slipped on connected with her skull when you swung, hitting as hard as you could.

    There's surprise from the crowd and you rush to the Uber door and hop it, "Go! That bitch is fucking crazy."

    The Uber went.

    The woman driving was wide-eyed and swearing as you made up a story of your ex's stalker girlfriend and the woman had offered to turn around and run Natasha over... you appreciated the offer.

    It just sucks you were being followed by Sam.

    The car drops you off at a strip mall of a handful of shops. You don't hesitate to hurry into the Dollar Plus store knowing you would be quickly followed but you were prepared, ready for scenarios like this.

    Bucky wasn't the only one who had made connections over the years and it helps you escape.

    .

    The next time you're met with someone of your past is on the bus that was supposed to take you to another nameless city. You had fallen asleep, head pressed against the glass and it was the crinkle of a bag of chips being opened that woke you.

    Peter sat happily beside you with a forced smile and a offer for a chip.

    You accepted a chip and a can of fanta.

    Had it been anyone else you would have gotten physical. Instead you waited for the next stop, a quick convo to the bus driver, and you refuse to watch Peter hauled away by the police protesting. You knew someone would bail him out and you quietly slipped away, changing destinations.

    .

    Sam had been an unfortunate casualty - you weren't aiming to kill him, no matter how much your mind whispered to do it.

    You couldn't.

    He had chased you from a bank to a random part of a city, you had tried to hide under a vehicle but he had dragged you from beneath it and you fought him the best you could until you fought him for his gun and the bullet had been a clean shot through his leg, keeping him from chasing you.

    Leaving him there you ran away again, calling a Uber to pick you up from God knows where and this time you were tired of avoiding the monster of your dreams.

    It was time to bring out the big guns.

    Washington wasn't too long of a skip from the coast you had been tip toeing through. Outside of a random bodega you used a payphone, dialing one of the few numbers you knew by heart. It took 2 tries before they picked up and it was silence on the other end, "It's the Witch of Manhattan."

    You heard a gasp in the background and then a booming voice, "Lady ****!" Thor was a personality all of his own, old money, old values, he was an old business colleague of your ex - the reason the man couldn't eat Italian food.

    Importantly, Thor was a sworn enemy of the Buchanan's. "Sorry to bother you so late, very rude."

    "Where are you?" You hear in the background.

    "Jane my dear hush." It was muffled and you smiled, so they were still together. "Lady ****, I've sent a driver to pick you up." The phone disconnects and you hope you made the right decision.

    It wasn't a car that picked you up but a motorcycle. A helmet had graciously been provided and with just a book bag as your luggage you held on tight and swerved through the city.

    It brought back fond memories.

    The high-rise building was brightly lit and you were brought to the underground garage where a private elevator waited. The ride up you spent taking in the sights of the city before the clear glass frosted and with a ding you were greeted with marble floors and a butler - because of course Thor Odison had a butler.

    "Weapons on the tray Miss." It was a silver tray, polished and expensive looking.

    One by one you removed what you had hidden away, going so far as reaching into your bra. It was a small pile you hoped you got back soon.

    A pair of plastic booties were handed to you and your escort before you were Lead through a door and was greeted by creams, gold, and hard wood accents. It was an open concept space with leather upholstery, stainless steel appliances, and floor to ceiling windows.

    It was elegant.

    Until the rattiest looking dog zoomed from the second level, down the set of stairs, his paws skidding on the polished hard wood, around the sectional, and zoomed to you.

    Hairless except for the tuffs on the top of it's head and the platinum diamond studded collar clashed with the lopsided knitted sweater, "Loki!" The butler shot the dog a scowl as he set the tray down and was quick to scoop up the jumping mini kangaroo, "Master Odinson will be greatly disappointed."

    "****!"

    "Lady ****!"

    From the second floor Thor and his wife Jane hurried to greet you - Jane was a rush while Thor walked at a proper pace. It had been several years since you last saw them in person and accepted the hug as Jane tossed herself at you, all smiles and dripping with jewelry.

    That was how you were offered a spare room for the night after a very long night of drinks, food, and conversation - honesty was the best policy with Thor, the man hated liers.

    .

    It wasn't a happily ever after. You don't think you'd find it for a very long time but it was better than you had expected. A year and some change had passed since you left your husband and child, months of running, hiding, had led you to this point of safety.

    As safe as one could be under the feet of someone like the Odinson's. Internationally powerful compared to the Buchanan's but you were willing to be the petty one.

    You didn't want a cent from your ex, not a dime and you know you deserved more than half of the wealth that accumulated because of you investing.

    You didn't need to read the society pages to learn of the new engagement ring sitting on a models finger, didn't need to sip tea with the wives of the underworld to learn of the girlfriends on the side that came and went like used tissue paper, it was a given that nannies and boarding school would be the life of your baby... no... his baby.

    "If you're going to think of him, at least plot his death with me." Jane clicked her glass with yours, the diamond on her finger glistening under the sun. "We don't need Thor, we can do it ourselves."

    The world truly believed Jane was a simple scientist turned housewife - brilliant but nice - if only they knew just how blood thirsty the woman truly was. Mix a few chemicals together and poof, problem solved, no body to fuss with. "Thank you again for letting me stay."

    She waves it off before taking a delicate sip of her mimosa, "Please, we both know the only reason you didn't leave the country and build a goddamn castle with s crocodile infested moat was because you're afraid of flying."

    "International flights need my real ID." She shoots you a look, "The non-profit couldn't ship me first class." You tried joking.

    "This," her glass waves in the air like a champagne blessing over you, "Will work on my husband. God knows I love that man but he's a bleeding heart. PTSD, anxiety, mental health I get, trust me ****, I'm not the sanest but you're smart. Not PhD smart but you're not stupid."

    "Thank you, really, I appreciate that." You pop a piece of fruit in your mouth.

    "****." She waits until you sigh and grace her with your undivided attention, "You went a hunger strike, Bruce is loyal to you, you know this."

    "If he was loyal..."

    "Stop. It's the lifestyle you know this." Out of spite you steal the last strawberry, "I know you and James used to share lover's, you're upset because he went behind your back when you were on bed rest."

    "He has two hands. I was bed ridden carrying his sperm, the least the fucker could do was be miserable with me." Picking up the cheese knife you stabbed the brie, "He was disgusted by me, my husband was disgusted by leaking nipples and stretch marks."

    "Drink." She shoved her champagne flute in your face and with no choice you take it. "Let it all out, the champagne taste better with tears."

    From the ice bucket she pours the both of you more, "I was bloated, gassy, my feet were swollen, I lost my fucking hair."

    "Drink."

    You both do and she refills again.

    "Last time we tried to have sex the baby kicked... he freaked out." Jane reached over and held your hand, "He got soft. If you had seen his face..."

    "Drink." You took a sip, "More."

    Shaking your head you set the glass down, "You don't get it, he stopped sleeping next to me." Tears welled and you wiped them away, smearing your eyeliner, "It was lonely. He wasn't even there! I gave birth with him balls deep in some bitch, no one was there, I was all alone..." she squeezed your hand, "That was it, I knew."

    "That he was cheating?"

    "No... I knew he stopped loving me."

    A moment passes and Jane hands you a napkin and tops off your drink, "You know, we can laser the stretch marks off."

    "Jane!" You can't help but laugh, "What? No."

    "A mommy tuck, they have those."

    "God no." You wipe your nose, "You're right, about Bruce."

    "I'm usually right. He's the one who insisted on taking you to the hospital from my understanding."

    "Yea." Gratefully you took your glass and sipped.

    "He's the one who funded your cross-country adventure as well."

    It wasn't a question but fact and you were reminded yet again how brilliant but scary the woman was. No doubt she picked apart your every word you had uttered the first night and went out to find answers. "Who's your Canary?" Jane smiled, "Drink and spill the tea."

    "Thor offered Bruce a position here." She says to distract you, it worked.

    "What?" Did you hear her right.

    "More for me of course, I want to pick his brain. He's absolutely brilliant."

    Leaning in you whispered, "You want to see him naked."

    "Please," Jane scoffs, "I'm happily married to an absolute God of a man." She tries.

    You grin, "He named his cock the Hulk and the rumors are all true."

    Her eyes grow wide, "You slut. Drink, we need something stronger." She turns and waves to her butler - there were several - and without a word the man was off. "After we talk about cocks and how you know, just know I know you left breadcrumbs for them to find you. Petty and devious, I love it, I'm still waiting to see what you do to that asshole and his bff."

    A frosted bottle of vodka clinks on the table and a new jug of freshly squeezed orange juice, "Pride is a man's downfall." You say and watch as two new sets of glasses were set down and the Butler poured drinks, "I'm in a state he can't cross into and surrounded by gorgeous powerful men." Handing over a glass to her and holding yours up you say, "To happy hunting."

    Glass met glass with a clink and Jane's eyes lit with mischievous glee. "I'll talk to Thor, I've always wanted a wife!"

    In the penthouse above standing with the breeze gently ruffling his hair Thor leaned against the railing listening, his anger had simmered to exasperation at his wife's words. It was going to be an interesting coming year.

    The end.

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Masterlist

Aarrgh! Going back and forth between my husbands pc and my phone is causing some issues with links so I’m starting over.

Here’s my stories, all are Bucky Barnes x Reader/OFC unless otherwise noted.

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Miss Velvet- Completed

Y/N is a disabled equestrian and therapeutic riding instructor who helps Tony Stark with his PTSD after returning from Titan. When the Avengers bring everyone back he hires her to work with Avengers and SHIELD hires her as therapist and teaching basic riding skills because you never know when a horse will be the best mode of transportation.<;br />

Bucky Barnes is a manwhore who is enjoying his freedom for the first time in decades and pays no mind to y/n when she meets the team because he learned to ride from Hydra and too is busy pursuing his next conquest.

Post Endgame but everybody survived, because I said so. And Steve helped get Sharon Carter pardoned so they are together.

Little Bird-Completed

Bucky Barnes x Mutant OFC

Notes: This idea just came to me while I was working on my college au and I'm pretty excited about it. Canon has been taken out back and shot, I do what I want. Enemies to lovers

The Avengers find Rika being held captive in a Hydra base and try to figure out who she is and why Hydra wanted her.

The Cowgirl and the Engineer

Notes: this is some sort of Heathers/Mean Girls/The DUFF mash up, in college au. I tried to make it original but will admit to being influenced by other stories I have read. I have not intentionally stolen or copied anyone else’s work.

Summary: Reader is a hard working vet science major. I tried to keep the description vague except she’s a she, tall and not thin. Bucky is a studious engineering major with a mean girl girlfriend, Sharon whose sister is Steve’s ex Peggy another mean girl. Steve & Nat, Sam & Wanda, Brock Rumlow is a dick, brief reader x Jack Rollins, Maria & Carol

Friday’s Place

Bucky Barnes x Reader 

Mob AU

Friday is an equestrian who runs a therapeutic stable that works with special needs, at risk kids and veterans.

Bucky Barnes is the boss of SHIELD a mafia family and involved with a business deal that requires Friday's Place and all of the homes around it to be demolished for new buildings.

 Brock Rumlow is second in command with Hydra and in charge of the deal Friday is fighting. He's not afraid to fight dirty, in fact he prefers it. 

 Sharon Carter is Friday's oldest frenemy and Brocks girl. 

 Friday won't go down without a fight. What happens when her and Bucky clash?

Cold Hearted- Completed

Steve Rogers x Reader, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff x Reader(past), Reader x ????

Former Black Widow Reader is engaged to Steve Rogers but what happens when Sharon Carter is pardoned and returns.

Low Expectations- Completed

Reader is low on self esteem. Can Bucky convince her that she's the one he wants?

Note: just a simple love story. Many of the people, situations and quotes were plucked directly from my past experiences. It took my husband a lot of time and angst to help me look past the image that my ex carved into my psyche. Luckily he really did want me and was patient enough to help me carry my baggage.

Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.

Guarded Heart

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Bucky x Nat, Reader x Thor

Summary: Y/N is the daughter of a powerful mob boss who only cares about her horses and making it to the Olympics but her father expects her to marry an equally powerful boss to help strengthen his business. Bucky is looking for a wife to help his business but already has a long term girlfriend, Natasha.

Warnings: swearing, angst, arranged marriage, infidelity, slow burn, smut.

Notes: considering another story to try and get past the block I have for my WIP's. LMK what you think. If anyone is interested I'll keep going. I could also use help with a title, I'm not great at them.

I tried to keep my reader as generic as possible but like always she's female and taller than average.

Where Ya Going, Star?

Summary: Reader meets Bucky when the truck hauling her show horses breaks down as she is trying to leave for an event and he works for the mechanic. Passionate, secret love affair ensues. After a confrontation with her father, Bucky decides she deserves better than a poor biker like him and leaves town with his friends Steve and Sam.

Three years later, reader is trapped in an abusive relationship and about to give up hope of things ever improving, when Bucky comes back.

Just A Number

Bucky Barnes x older reader

Summary: Reader meets Bucky at a party and the attraction is more than either one of them wants to resist.

Notes: Since most stories are younger readers I felt like having a more mature reader could be a nice change of pace. Especially since I'm creeping up on senior discounts and want to believe Bucky could fall in love with someone like me.

I try to keep my readers description vague but, as always, she's female, tall and this one is obviously 40+

With Friends Like You, Who Needs Enemies

**Updated**

Steve Rogers x Reader, Steve Rogers x Natasha, Reader x ????

Reader is a mutant with the ability to turn sound into light who was 'adopted' aka stolen as a child by Baron Von Strucker to use for experimentation. She was given a form of the Super soldier serum so in addition to her mutant abilities she also has super strength, enhanced senses and healing. When he starts experimenting on his volunteers, the Maximoff twins, she tries to convince them to escape with her but they tell the Baron that she's planning to escape so he doubles her cell security. Steve and reader met when the team recovered Loki's scepter from Strucker.

She falls in love with Steve and becomes good friends with Nat but they aren't the friends she thinks they are.

This story is canon adjacent except that Thanos never happened.

No Benefits

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Sharon Carter

Summary: Reader and Bucky are best friends until a drunken hook up. Bucky wants a friends with benefits situation because he doesn't feel ready for a relationship but reader knows that will lead to a broken heart.

Then Sharon Carter comes to work with them.

Notes: Steve and Tony are around but retired, everything else is mostly canon

Fandom Leap

Summary: Reader is stressed and enjoys diving into her favorite fandoms as her happy escape. What happens when she is some how transported into her favorite fandoms

A/N: this is my first time doing a story collaboration with the amazing mutuals I've encountered on tumblr, all thought up and coordinated by @supraveng many thanks for including me.

This series will have multiple chapters and each written by someone else.

One shots & requests

Skin Deep

Reader and Bucky have been dating for awhile but when he is gone on a long mission the stress causes her psoriasis to flare and she's scared he will be disgusted.

Poor Choices

Request*****Like Steve cheated on his wife and when she found out about them he gave her the divorce papers and left her with their kids, and after few years the woman he cheated with cheated on him and he tries to get back to the reader and now she’s married to Bucky .******

Traded Up

Nick Fowler x Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Reader(past)

Request***** I have a request for your milestone celebration......can you write a Ransom Drysdale or Nick Fowler story?  any scenario you like, just keeping his asshole persona except he's totally soft for the reader? 

The Wrong One

Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Reader meets steve while he's on the run and sticks with him thru thick and thin. Until he sees Peggy Carter again.

#james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x ofc #bucky barnes x you #Miss Velvet #Little Bird #james bucky barnes x reader #cold hearted #friday's place #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #mob!au #low expectations #ransom drydale x you #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale #nick fowler #nick fowler x reader #nick fowler x y/n #nick fowler x you

[duckybarnes1917]

🎉 Natbarnes1917's 2021 Fic Rec List! 🎉

This year has been--a lot. But the one thing that got me through it was writing. I have found a new passion, new friends, and an excellent coping mechanism. Now I want to take a moment to celebrate just a few of the amazing MCU fanfic writers that I have come to love this year. Your fics have inspired, distracted, and amused.

Please do yourself a favor and read these amazing stories--if you do be sure to leave a comment or reblog to let the author know you liked it!

*All fics are 18+ only. Minors DNI*

Happy New Year!!

Pleasures Remain, So Does The Pain by @cherryblossomtease

Summary: Helmut Zemo was only supposed to be your weekend escape, but your heart just can’t play by the rules especially When Zemo’s past inevitably catches up with you both in the shape of James Bucky Barnes. Instead of running, your worlds collide and you find love in the arms of not one, but two very, different men. A story of submission, dominance, discovery and love.

The Legend from a Golden Castle by @fivepointedstar

Summary: In mythology, Loki often turned into a woman and was described as a shapeshifter and is the most complicated character of the Norse gods. Often left to deal with the mess the other gods caused. In this story Loki tries a different approach of life after what happened at the end of Thor the dark world. Steve tries to build a new life for himself in the future. Our Super Soldier is in for some changes. Thor takes the role as the big brother; he always should have been.

The Empress (part 1 & 2) by @rosemaremembrance

Summary: So You’re Babysitting Your Ex’s Pet Villain: How to Demoralize Yourself in 8 Easy Steps

Don't Talk With Your Mouth Full @becca-e-barnes

Summary: You rile Bucky up during a briefing and after everyone leaves, you make it up to him in the conference room, whether Steve is there or not

2:22 AM by @sweetdreamsbuck

Summary: Bucky comes over to your apartment for the first time since letting you into his guarded heart.

A Little Help by @captainsimagines

Summary: Bucky’s been having difficulties in a certain… department. He’s at a loss, completely ready to give up until he starts theorizing. If you have the ability to heal people, maybe you can help him out. Maybe you’ll be able to fix him.

Almost Had Me Believing It by @tuiccim

Summary: An undercover operation playing Bucky Barnes’ wife is a dream come true. Playing house in the suburbs while trying to take down a drug ring brings you and Bucky closer but a nosy neighbor causes trouble in paradise.

Mine by @sweetdreamsbuck

Summary: Mafia!Bucky X f!Reader

Looks Like Your Husband Has No Objections by @becca-e-barnes

Summary: The reader is Zemo’s wife but she catches Bucky’s eye. After years in prison, Zemo decides to be a little adventurous and thinks sharing his wife with Bucky Barnes for the night sounds like fun. No jealousy or weird relationship dynamics that might come with a threesome, just loads of smut!

Came for the Low by @cherryblossomtease

Summary: Christine Vargas was one vial away from becoming a Flag Smasher until Baron Zemo crushed her chances, only to offer her the world instead…his world. True love comes at a dangerous price, but it’s one she’s willing to pay if it means another day with the Baron. Flash backs and forwards of love, sex and violence tell this globe trotting story of a woman smitten with the villain whose good heart is no match for her tenacity. They’ll fix the world together or die trying. This is a love story.

My masterlist

#fic rec #mcu fanfiction #bucky barnes smut #zemo smut #mafia bucky #helmut zemo #bucky barnes #tfatws #winterbaron #bucky barns x you #zemo x reader #bucky barnes fluff #loki #loki x steve

[linisteahouse]

Weekly Recommendation’s

Week 24.January - 30.January

•mob!Bucky Barnes | @sinner-as-saint

•Captain Syverson | @angryschnauzer

•Chris Evans | @cruelfvkingsummer

•Henry Cavill | @oh-for-fic-sake

•Steve Rogers | @avintagekiss24

•Stucky | @jamesbuchananxsteviegrant

•Tom Hiddleston | @starshipsofstarlord

•Tom Holland | @leetotters

If you wish to add any other Character’s/Fic’s just text me!!!

#chris evans smut #henry cavill smut #mob!bucky smut #captain syverson #steve rogers smut #stucky smut #tom hiddleston #tom holland #liniisworlds #liniisworldsrecommends #fic recs

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

Here we are besties, we made it through March! As always please check individual warnings for each fic. You are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog, and the majority tagged, are 18+ only and most of these fics contain adult themes.

I am constantly blown away by the talent on this site, if I could give each of you a kiss I would 💕

*part of a series

Steve Rogers ✨

Shock and awe by @buckys-darling

Steve Rogers x Reader

Salvation by @wayward-blonde

dark!Steve Rogers x reader

*Champagne problems by @the-iceni-bitch

dilf!Steve Rogers x tattoo artist!fem reader

Sweet spot by @ltbarnes

Steve Rogers x fem!reader

Love can only hurt like this by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Steve Rogers x reader

Concentrated sunlight / in bloom by @whisperlullaby

Florist!Steve x Reader

Mafia dilf steve by @angrythingstarlight

Mafia Dilf Steve x Bratty Reader

*It's new, it's you by @barnesafterglow

dilf!steve rogers x teacher!reader

*His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Summer daze by @ambrosiase

ari levinson x fat/curvy!fem!reader

This is for us by @barnesafterglow

camboy!ari levinson x fem!reader

Drown in you by @angrythingstarlight

DBF!Ari x Reader

Ruin the friendship by @jamalflanagan

Best Friend!Ari Levinson x woc!reader

Andy Barber ✨

*Guilty by @beefybuckrrito

Alpha!Andy Barber x f!reader

He knows by @andysbubba

andy barber x reader

Curtis Everett ✨

*Out of darkness by @jtargaryen18

Curtis Everett x Reader

*Wilford's demands by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Curtis Everett x reader

Ransom Drysdale ✨

Slow by @labella420

Soft Ransom Drysdale x Fem Reader!

*Kisses by @holacia2

Ransom Drysdale x reader

Ari Levinson & destroyer!Chris ✨

Bait and switch by @sweeterthanthis

Mob!Ari Levinson x F!Reader x Bodyguard!Destroyer!Chris 

Sam Wilson & Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes ✨

Make you feel good by @musingsinmoonlight

Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes x female reader

Behave by @late-to-the-party-81

Soft!dark! Steve, Bucky and Sam x Reader

Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes ✨

Make it better by @dilemmaontwolegs

Steve Rogers x fem!reader x Bucky Barnes

*Time together by @tuiccim

Steve Rogers x Female Reader x Bucky Barnes

Nick Fowler ✨

Tied up in knits by @jobean12-blog

Nick Fowler x reader

Trust me by @navybrat817

Nick Fowler x female reader

Love is a bitch by @bemine-bucky

softdark!Nick Fowler x wife!reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

I never learned to read your mind by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Bucky Barnes x reader

*Appointments by @buckycuddlebuddy

tfatws!bucky barnes x reader

Vicious by @fluffyprettykitty

ex! bucky barnes x female reader

Never let me go... by @jamalflanagan

soft dark!Bucky x woc!reader

*Beefy biker Bucky by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker Bucky x reader

*As I sleep by @sgt-seabass

TWS/CW!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Accidently on purpose by @jobean12-blog

Bucky Barnes x reader

You must have been a boxer by @indyluckycharlie

Modern!Bucky x Reader

*Ronly friends by @metalbuckaroo

Roommate!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

Make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

alpha! bucky barnes x omega! reader (soulmate au)

The moments he knew by @thefallenbibliophilequote

Bucky x Reader

Moonlight by @musingsinmoonlight

Bucky Barnes x female reader

*Wrapped around me by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker Bucky x Reader

Let the feeling come take you by @buckycuddlebuddy

rockstar!bucky barnes x reader

Coffee by @buckys-darling

Bucky Barnes x Reader

If you'll have me by @thefallenbibliophilequote

Bucky x insecure!reader

We don't have to take our clothes off, to have a good time by @ambrosiase

bucky barnes x plus size fem!reader

Thor ✨

Thunderbolt city by @musingsinmoonlight

Thor Odinson x GN!Reader

Reflection by @musingsinmoonlight

Thor Odinson x female reader

Sam Wilson ✨

Choices by @aynanasstuff

Sam Wilson x reader

Jake Jensen ✨

Say when by @littlelioncub43

Soft dark!Jake Jensen x female!Reader

Joaquin Torres ✨

Wanna be yours by @xbuchananbarnes

Joaquin Torres x reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

Only you by @motioneverlasting

Lee Bodecker x Fem Sex Worker! Reader

#fic rec #march fic rec #steve rogers #ari levinson #andy barber #curtis everett #ransom drysdale #destroyer!chris #sam wilson #bucky barnes #nick fowler #thor #jake jensen #joaquin torres #lee bodecker