#nonbinary!Bucky

[chromietriestowrite]

I don't know how to be me anymore

Pairing : platonic!Buckyxgn!reader

Summary : Bucky's always felt different. When he finally starts being ready to figure out what it means, he turns to you to try and find out where to go from here.

Warnings : Nb!Buckyxnb!reader, tiny bit of angst, comfort, fluff, dragcreature!reader, Buck trying to figure out who he is

Word count : 2,494

A/N : Hi guys, I finally decided to post my second fic! I tried to write something as wholesome as possible. Hopefully some of you will find some comfort reading this.

English is not my first language. Don't hesitate to tell me if something is incorrect.

Bucky opened the door abruptly. His hair was a mess, as if he had been running his hands through them for a while. You could see he was nervous.

He had been cryptic in his text asking you to come over. You weren't sure what it was about but seeing his trembling hands, you knew it had to be important. You looked at him with a smile, trying to ease his nerves.

'Can I come in?'

He then registered the fact that you had been standing in his doorway waiting for him to move his body out of the way. He look at you sheepishly.

'Sorry. Please do come in. I'll get you some water. Are you hungry? I should have made us something to eat. I can heat up some leftov-'

'A glass of water is perfect. And I just ate before coming, thank you though'. You stopped his rambling, a reassuring look on your face. 

He went to the kitchen to fill up two glasses with water.

'So, what did you want to talk to me about?'

He looked at you surprised. 'How do you know I wanted to talk to you about something?'

You smiled. 'Well I guess I know you that well. Or maybe I'm clairvoyant. Also, you might have sent me a text saying are you free, I need to talk to you about something.

'Oh, right' He chuckled a bit, his hand finding its way behing his neck, a slight blush colouring his cheeks.

You could see how hard this was for him, his hands fiddling with the hem of his shirt, he eyes looking everywhere and nowhere all at once. 

'Hey, whatever it is, it's me you're talking to. I understand you're nervous but I’m here to listen. I'm not here to judge or give you unsollicited advice. I'm your friend, and I here, always. You can count on me.'

A small smile found its way on his face. He figured he might as well dive into it, no point in delaying it.

He had known he needed someone to talk to about this. Not just someone, you. And he felt ready. No matter how hard it was to actually say the words out loud, he wanted to. 

He sat down on the sofa gesturing for you to do the same. He took a big breath, and started talking.

'Do you remember when you dressed me up and did my makeup for your show?'

A few weeks back, during one of your shows as a dragcreature, the public had to come wearing at least one item a drag queen/king/person/creature. Bucky had wanted to go all out. He always loved coming to your shows and was hell bent on being the fiercest in the audience. 

You nodded. He had been praised by all your fellow drag performers, having shown up looking like a dark priestess, slaying makeup, hair, outfit and demeanor.

'I felt something as you were doing my makeup. I felt powerful and amazing when I looked at myelf in the mirror'

'I know. I saw how you face lit up. And I noticed how you kept staring at your makeup in the rear view mirror.'

Bucky blushed looking down. 

'Don't be embarassed, I do it too.'

Bucky took a breath, you could see he had started to relax a bit. What he said next showed you he felt safe enough to open up. 

'Back in the army, with the howling commandos, we went out for a drink one night.

We were exhausted, both physically and emotionally and it felt good to take a break. To not be soldiers but a group of people, having a drink, not thinking about the war raging around us. 

Steve was having a hard time relaxing. He didn't know how to put the shield down, not even for one night. So the guys and I, we decided to go do a little private show for him.

We went to the dancers' tent and tried their USO costumes on. The amosphere was light, we were having fun being silly together.'

He took a pause. Looked down, his hands trembling harder. 

'When I put on the costume, I felt that thing. The same thing I felt when you dressed me up. I felt b... I felt beautiful. It felt right. 

And I had the biggest smile on my face. I twirled, I danced, I laughed. I felt like there was nothing that could take that feeling away. 

Steve noticed. Of course he did. He knew me better than anyone. He didn't say anything though. Well, not with words anyway.'

A small, nostalgic smile crept up on his face. 

'He stole one of the USO uniforms, the one I had on that night and gifted it to me. He said it was to remember that night by, but we both knew there was actually a way deeper meaning to it.'

Bucky looked at you, for the first time since he started talking.

'Did you know they kept it? It was in the museum along with the howling commandos' stuff from the war.'

You knew his question was rhetorical so you just nodded, urging him to keep going. 

'While I was recovering in Wakanda, Steve visited me often. Well, he said he came for me but we all knew it was the goats really.' he joked.

The atmosphere felt lighter. Like the more he talked about this, the less scary it became. 

You knew the weight of what he was telling you and it moved you to know you were the one he felt safe to talk about that with. 

He kept going.

'After Okoye helped get rid of he trigger words, he came to celebrate. We spent the night drinking, laughing, remeniscing about our childhood. 

He told me of his life since he'd been in this time. What he had learned, how he tried to build a life for himself here without really ever succeding. How he missed our world. 

He felt that Captain America was all he was anymore. Steve Rogers had died that night on the plane and he never managed to get past that. He never really tried to give himself a new life here. 

He was stuck in this time. I'm so happy that he got his chance to go back. To live the life he was always supposed to live.'

You could see how much he missed his best friend. He had talked to you about that before. The first time the two of you had talked was actually after Steve had gone. You were both overtook with emotion, sad to see a friend go and happy that he finally had a chance at happiness. 

'We both knew I wouldn't want to but he did ask me if I wanted to go back with him. But I knew I didn't belong there anymore. 

I don’t belong anywhere anymore... But I could and I want to. 

'The night before he left, he came to me with a gift. It was that very same costume from all those decades ago. He had stolen it from the museum a few years back. 

He told me that night when we dressed up was one of his fondest memories. One he held close to his heart. Because he understood that I had found a part of myself that night.' 

A tear made its way down his cheek. His voice starting to get uneven. 

'We never really talked about what I felt, what it meant, what I wanted. I think we didn't know how to. But he did tell me something that stuck with me.'

'He said that now, it was my responsibility to bring back the Bucky I was. Or to discover the Bucky I am. Maybe a bit of both. 

This time suited me better than it ever did him. And here, I could actually have a chance to figure out who I wanted to be. Who I had been all this time without knowing, without having the luxury to be. 

'I'm so grateful for that night. And I'm so grateful I got to meet the Steve you knew, even for a little bit.'

You looked at each other and smiled. Steve was the reason you two had met. Even gone, he had found a way to make both your lives less lonely. 

More confidently now, he kept going. 

'I made him a promise that night. To learn to never let anybody define or decide who I am. To learn that only I had the power to do that.'

A tear escaped you. 

'That's beautiful Bucky. And really brave too. 

I'm glad you had those moments. Even if they were few and far between.'

Bucky smiled. He took a moment to think back. He was grateful to have been able to experience those tiny little moments where he felt whole. But he wanted more. 

He looked at you expectedly.

'I asked you here because I need your help. I'm trying to figure out who I am. How to be the person I want to be now. How to be a person now. I know what I want to learn but I don't know where to start or what to ask.

Or who to talk to, exept you. I trust you, I have since the moment I met you. And you have taught me so much already. I'm asking you to teach me more. To support me and guide me through this journey.’

You smiled and took his hands in yours. 

'You are so brave. And you should be so so proud of yourself. I know I am. 

This is a potentially difficult and terrifying journey but oh how beautiful a journey it is. It won't always be easy, but no matter what you find out about yourself, it is worth it. Believe me. 

We've talked about what the gender spectrum is and how it can express itself. How it's vast and both very simple and quite overwhelming. And how you don't have to know where you find yourself in it. 

And the way you're feeling today, how you would define yourself today doesn't have to be the same as the way you feel tomorrow. 

That's part of the beauty of gender.'

'Was it hard for you? Did you always know?'

'It was hard. Very hard at times. But it was also so easy. I didn't know, not for the longest time. 

It came slowly at first.  When I would read about transgender people, non-binary or otherwise, sharing their story, I would understand. I would relate even. 

After a while, I allowed myself to realise that if I felt like I understood, like I knew where they came from then maybe it was where I belonged. 

The more I thought about freeing myself from the binary, the lighter I felt. The closer to myself I felt. 

I was lucky enough to have very supportive friends who were by my side as I naviguated all the questions and changes that came.

They never rushed me or asked me to know exactly who I was or to have any sort of answer. They understood that I was trying to figure out my identity. That I felt as lost as much as I felt found. 

I can't tell you it will go well with everyone because unfortunately it won't. But I hope you know you can find that kind of support with me. I think you can find it with Sam too, if you want.’ 

He nodded. He might not be ready to talk about that with Sam yet, but he did know he could. 

'The world has evolved, but there are still some people who don't want to accept it or who don't want to see it. And they can be so violent in their need for us not to exist. 

And then there are people who will love you and accept without ever really understanding. Not because they don't want to. They just can't seem to, i guess? 

My family is that way. When I came out to them, they asked questions. Tried to understand what it meant, how it felt like. And no matter how much they tried, they never really did understand. 

You looked down.

'They are the only people who still use my deadname you know.

Some of them because they are having a hard time wrapping their heads around the idea that I'm not the person they saw me as. Some of them refusing to accept that I'm not actually the person they saw me as.'

'I'm sorry y/n. I know how much it hurts you.'

'Yes, it does hurt. When they use my deadname, when they don't use the right pronouns. When they invalidate me feeling bad when they do that. 

But they still love me. Me being me has never changed the way they love me. 

Of course I wish they would respect who I am. And I know my situation would not be acceptable for some people. And I get that I really do.

Having your parents still love you after you come out shouldn't be something to be grateful about. But for now, I guess having their love has to be enough for me.'

You took time to reflect. Thinking about how your family is handling your transition hurts, and it's hard to navigate not wanting to lose them while asking for them to respect who you are.

You tried to find the right words. 

'My family is the one I made. The one I'm making, the one I'm choosing everyday. Composed of both relatives and the amazing people whom I love and want to share my life with. 

And you are one of them you know. One of the people who sees me for who I am and loves me unconditionally. 

And I love you and I see you.'

You were both crying. Not sad tears, maybe not happy tears either. But the tears you get from beeing seen. Truly seen. The tears you get from feeling the love someone has for you. The tears that make you feel like maybe you can learn to love yourself that way too. 

He smiled. 

'I love you and I see you.'

'I'll by your side, Buck. Through this journey and any other, always. I'll support you, I'll be there when you need a hug, a book, a sickening makeup, a person to cry with, a person to laugh with. When you need my wonderful vegan banana bread.'

He laughed. You loved hearing him laugh.

'I mean it. I'm here, for it all. I love you.'

He came closer and took you in his arms. Held you so tight. You stayed like that for a while, neither one of you ready to let go. He was crying. You could feel a wet spot growing on your shoulder. You didn't mind. He put his head in the crook of your neck and whispered

'I love you.'

Thank you for reading and remember you are loved ❤️

You can always come to me if you need someone to talk to. We have to be there for each other 🥰

#bucky x reader #buckyxnonbinary!reader #nonbinary!reader #nonbinary!Bucky #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky x you #platonic buckyxreader #queer!bucky #marvel fanfiction

[luckycl0ve]

happy valentines day here's something i cooked up earlier! please donate if you can to the pcrf like i have today

#Bucky #Bucky Barnes #Winter Soldier #nonbinary bucky #non-binary bucky #guns tw #old time heart themed revolver yeah sure why not #pausing my patreon potentially indefinitely at the end of the month so i donated that will be this month's money to pcrf #similar vetted causes and gofundmes are good too of course #didn't just cook this up earlier i also make vegan steak frites for me and my flatmate yeehaw

[a-strange-echo]

Flufftober day 7: "Porch swing"

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: Just a nice evening with your husband Steve Rogers and his best friend.

Word count: 612

Warning: Bucky's cooking skills (he was distracted by the sight of his best friend ('s romantic moment)), none just fluff

Author's note: This one is very late I am sorry, i really haven't been feeling like writing for a while but it's coming back so i will post every day I missed soon. Also, day 6 migt come very late, I can't find the motivation to write this one, I don't know why. English is not my first langage and it's still not beta read, sorry for any mistake, please notify me if there is any.

Author's feelings: I really like this one, I hope you do too.

Everything was fine now. The war against Thanos ended. Steve volunteered to bring the stones back in their timelines and although you and Bucky were a little scared Steve would stay with Peggy in 1939, he came back. With Natasha. Everything was nice, Tony is alive (thanks to a last utilization of the stones), Natasha came back when Steve brought the Soul Stone back on Vormir, and Steve had his dance with Peggy, like they promised each other back in the days. And the first thing he did after bequeathing his shield to Sam was to finally marry you and buy this house on the countryside he had always wanted. It was a pretty big house, a cottage not far away from the city but far enough he didn’t feel as if he would have to jump into battle at any given moment. The stone walls of the house were perfect to isolate from the cold of the winter but kept the inside fresh in summer. It also had a big backyard to plant some flowers and other plants. But what Steve preferred about the house was its wooden front porch with the swing he hung there. He liked to sit here during cool evenings, watching the stars or just enjoying the calm of his new life.

Tonight was especially perfect. Bucky was visiting and you were more than happy to have him over for a few days. He was helping you cook dinner in the kitchen when you saw Steve sitting on the porch swing. You asked Bucky if he would be alright finishing to cut the vegetables on his own. At first he was confused by the sudden question, cooking together had always been your thing, but when he saw you glance at Steve outside, he smiled and shooed you away. You took a plaid that was laying on the couch after washing your hands of the remaining tomato juice and smell and joined Steve outside.

You tried to sneak up on him even if you knew he had heard you as soon as you opened the door. You were only a few feet away from him when you saw his tender smiled and soft eyes. You decided against your original plan to dump the blanket on his head and instead walked around the swing and sat beside him, draping the plaid over your legs. Steve smiled and took you hand in his. Even after years of being together, it still made your heart flutter when this big, strong man was being so soft with you.

“-You look like an old man, sitting on the porch swing and watching the sunset.” You teased softly, bumping his shoulder with yours.

“-That’s because I am an old man.” he laughed.

“-True.”

You both giggled at that, stuck in your bubble, your own little world. After calming down, you leaned closer to him and put your head on his shoulder, squeezing his hand that was still holding yours. You watched as the sky shifted from blue to orange and from orange to pink. It was so pretty but if you asked Steve, he would respond that nothing was more beautiful than you. And you would disagree, and he would insist that it’s true and you would have a small, funny argument over it. But that didn’t happen today, he just placed a soft kiss to your temple and you knew what it meant: a silent ‘I love you’.

Everything was fine on the porch swing, just two lovers sharing a tender, romantic moment and the husband’s best friend behind them, not daring to interrupt their moment to tell them he burned the food.

#flufftober #flufftober2023 #fluff #steve rogers #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader #non binary character #nonbinary #fic #fanfiction #bucky barnes

[the-chimeras-claws]

Bucky: So what's your plan?

Juniper: I thought we could Steve Rogers it.

Bucky: at no point as any good ever come from using 'Steve Rogers' as a verb.

#bucky just collects impulsive weirdos thay hes in love with and i think thats beautiful #marvel oc #marvel self insert #self insert #self insert oc #juniper and bucky #shapeshifter oc #bucky barnes #self shipping #marvel self shipping #bucky barnes fluff #bucky x nonbinary oc

[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Marvel - Bucky Barnes x Listener SFW Bucky Had A Nightmare, You Comfort Him

[M4A] [Left ambiguous enough to be x listener or x Steve or any other canon character] [Reverse comfort] [Nightmares] [Discussion of PTSD, trauma, brainwashing]

It's been a very long time since Bucky was last here and I've been getting requests for more reverse comfort's lately. Maybe you can give Bucky the hug he needs.

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Custom audio commissions are open! Full public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x listener #marvel #avengers #imagine #imagines #reader insert #male reader #female reader #gender neutral reader #nonbinary reader #the vampire whispers #avengers x reader #Youtube

[suprsaturatd]

Wielder of the blade.

#Zweihander #sword #sword lesbian #original art #oc art #nonbinary art #intersex art #queer art #Byrd Cordova #riff comic #bucky’s art #suprart

[aliteralgarbageheap]

Written by @sexysmeagolshitposting

Fandom: Marvel

Rating: Mature

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton

Length ~45 minutes

Additional Tags: past Bucky/Original Nonbinary Character, Nonbinary Bucky Barnes, Nonbinary Character, POV Bucky Barnes, Period-Typical Homophobia, Internalized Transphobia, Found Family, Past Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Unrequited Crush, Self-Discovery, Genderqueer Bucky Barnes, Gay Bucky Barnes, Trans Clint Barton, Pansexual Clint Barton, Platonic Soulmates, Neopronouns, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Gender Identity, Gender Exploration, Coming Out, Getting Together, First Time

Series: Part 1 of [Podfic] there'll be days like this Summary:

Author's summary;

Steve just takes his hand, squeezing gently, and says, “I’m not into boys, Buck.”

Bucky opens his mouth to say, “But I’m not a boy,” and bites back the words, because admitting that would be the worst mistake of his life.

Plus, he may have come to that understanding, slowly and then all at once, that he’s not a boy. But he’s not a girl either, so what does that make him?

“Right,” he says instead. “Sorry.”

#garbage pods #winterhawk #podfic #clint barton #bucky barnes #nonbinary bucky barns #Y'all I love this fic so much pls know

[gay-jewish-bucky]

random question! but what’s your opinion of the Ftm!Steve and NB!Bucky headcannons? i personally love them

I enjoy them and strongly support them! I often use Bucky as a vehicle to explore my own complex relationship with gender lmaooo.

#marvel #mcu #steve rogers #bucky barnes #ftm steve rogers #nonbinary bucky barnes

[underwhelmingalchemist]

"That character isn't trans-" Bitch I have been in fandom for 10+ years. One of my favorite hobbies is luring canon into dark alleys and returning without it, only for its body to be found behind a Denny's three weeks later. You think a little thing like "authorial intent" is going to stop me? No. So kindly fuck off and leave me with the superior version of canon that exists entirely in my own head

#this post is about peter parker btw #and also bucky barnes #that bitch is nonbinary and i will not be taking criticism at this time #oh and tony stark #tony stark is also very very trans (to me) #trans peter parker #trans headcanon #headcanon #mcu #trans tony stark #fuck canon

[fanficwriting]

Bucky: Exploring gender is such a mindfuck. its like therapy. i'm girlbossing and mansplaining and girl powering my way through life with a side of manslaughter and its incredible.

Sam: ...

Sam: please tell me you're still going to actual therapy.

Clint: did you say manslaughter?

#bucky barnes headcanon #marvel #marvel comics #incorrect marvel quotes #queer #clint barton #hawkeye #incorrect quotes #winter soldier #sam wilson #The falcon #nonbinary bucky barnes #trans #nonbinary #Incorrect winter soldier #incorrect clint barton #incorrect sam wilson #Incorrect falcon #incorrect hawkeye #ive had this in my drafts for awhile #Figured i might as well let it see the light of day #Bucky needs so much therapy #But his therapist is shit #so hes just kind of saying fuck it #FUCK not DUCK #autocorrect #And doing whatever the hell he wants #Bc he's jewish #And queer #And disabled

[masturbucky]

Hi :D

My name is Daniel or just D, my pronouns are he/they, I'm from Ukraine (russians dni). Spent almost three silent years in tumblr but yeeeaaahhh, as you see it was only a matter of time til I speak on my own shit. I have no idea what I'm doing, by the way. :D

I enjoy dark fics, fun shit, sometimes fluff and of course smut (I'm 18!), there will be like tons of random things. i will do x readers/my OC only. Fem readers, gn readers, transmasc readers.

Will write for characters:

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier (MCU)

Wanda Maximoff (MCU)

Chris Beck (The Martian)

Steve Kemp (Fresh)

Kyle Spencer (AHS)

Denji (Chainsaw Man)

Nick Fowler (The 355)

Frank (Endings/Beginnings)

Dayton White (Logan Lucky)

Joe Goldberg (You)

Love Quinn (You)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Five Hargreeves (The Umbrella Academy)

Silco (Arcane)

Jinx (Arcane)

Keigo Takami/Hawks (BNHA)

Eddie Brock/Venom (MCU)

PLATONIC Tony Stark (MCU)

Din Djarin (Mandalorian)

Donnie (Rottmnt)

Carl Grimes (TWD)

Negan Smith (TWD)

Probably will add more/change with time!

IF YOU HAVE ANY REQUESTS, IT'S ALWAYS OPEN! I do not guarantee that I will write it, but anything that is for mentioned earlier characters and that is not including the things below, I'll take it!

What I WON'T do:

Angst related to cheating

Break-up angst

Death of mentioned characters and/or reader/oc

Anything related to russians or russia in general

transphobia, homophobia, biphobia, racism, xenophobia in any way and shape (except for russophobia, as I mentioned we hate russians there, so I might from time to time remind you that<3)

Probably will add more/change with time!

Send me a request, I'm bored and I'll probably go insane if I wont write something :p

#x reader #x female reader #x nonbinary reader #x transmasc reader #dark fic #sebastian stan #steve kemp x reader #please im begging #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #nick fowler x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #scarlet witch x reader #winter solider x reader #silco x reader #jinx x reader #joe goldberg x reader x love quinn #joe goldberg x reader #love quinn x reader #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #eddie munson x reader #five hargreaves x reader #din djarin x reader #eddie brock x reader #frank endings beginnings #denji x reader #chris beck x reader #kyle spencer x reader #evan peters x reader

[kirnet]

Funniest thing about the catws anniversary is that I have been longing to watch it all week and I didn’t even realize when I had come out. I don’t think about marvel movies ever anymore. I just love that highway fight scene

#ramblings #Bucky🤝Aragorn🤝Dimitri turning me nonbinary

[luckycl0ve]

pin-up bucky for pride month 🤠🏳️‍🌈

NSFW version and WIP sketches available to the public on my patreon (no minors please)

#Bucky #Bucky Barnes #pride month bucky #nonbinary bucky #there are pictures of lizards on the patreon post bc i don't want my patrons to get smacked in the face w genitals when they open #their 'james posted on patreon' emails 😵 #your honour. i. the #pride bucky #pride month #pride

[a-strange-echo]

Flufftober day4: "Cinderella moment"

Pairing: Pre-serum!Steve Rogers x gn! Reader

Summary: When working on fixing a boat on a hot day, Steve can't help but compare himself to Bucky again. Luckily, Y/N is there to remind him what really matters.

Word count: 555

Warnings: self-estime issues, self-worth, other than that, none, pure fluff

Author's note: finally up to date! WOO!

Author's feelings: wasn't too sure about it at first (at think you can tell by reading it) but I'm really glad with the end and the way it turned out!

Y/N, Steve and Bucky had been friends since childhood, there wasn’t a moment when one wasn’t with the other. Even when they would fight (which was rare) it wouldn’t last long. They were best friends and will always be, no matter what happens. Bucky knew of Steve’s feelings for Y/N and would often tease him about it, although never in front of them. Bucky felt something changed in the group dynamic when they were around 19 but he was fine with it, he could manage Steve constantly gushing over Y/N when in private. He would much rather deal with a head over heels Steve that with a crying, heartbroken Steve.

“-Are you sure you guys don’t want to take a break?” Y/N asked from their sitting spot on the dock.

“-Yes, we will be over soon.” Bucky yelled from the other side of the boat.

Both he and Steve got hired by a nice old man from the dock who asked for help to fix his boat. The boys and Y/N agreed, but it was very hot today and Y/N opted to take a break and drink a nice chill glass of water while the men continued to work but with now their shirt off. Sometimes, a few young ladies and gentlemen walking by would stop to admire and talk with Bucky but it wasn’t who Y/N got their eyes on.

“-Oi, stop mashing! Poor Stevie is doing all the work!” Y/N called for Bucky. “Although I’m not complaining for I have a very good view…” they said having, indeed, a nice view of Steve’s frail back and butt. “He looks like he could use some help.”

Nobody could see it but Steve blushed like crazy from the comment. What Y/N saw however was the nasty look one of the men sent their way after assessing Steve. Their only response to that was to glare harder and appear meaner to scare the guy and to show Steve was well protected.

“-Then why don’t you help him?” Bucky asked, not really annoyed by the interruption.

“-I’m not strong enough.”

“-Y/N, I don’t need help.” Steve intervened.

“-Stevie, not to offense you, but you look like you are going to pass out. Take a break.” their voice was immediately softer when addressing to him.

Steve sighed but complied, putting the tools down and walking toward the dock, starting to feel dizzy. Y/N patted the empty spot next to them for him to sit and he did. He grabbed a coke that the old man gave them from the cooler next to him, trying to cool down. The two watched the scenery. It wasn’t the prettiest by all means but in this instant, they were the only existing on this dock. The sun was soon going to set and the distant chatting of Bucky and other passers-by were a nice change in pace compared to the buzzing of the city.

“-Do you think I could be like him one day?” Steve asked and Y/N didn’t have to look at him to know he was referring to Bucky.

“-Why should you be like him when you are already so much more?” They asked back. When he didn’t respond and only looked down, blushing, Y/N put their head on his bony shoulder. “Besides, I’ve always preferred smaller men.”

#skinny!Steve Rogers x reader #pre serum steve x reader #pre-serum steve #nonbinary #non binary character #flufftober2023 #fluff #flufftober #queer Steve Rogers #bisexual #bisexual steve rogers #pansexual bucky barnes #pansexual #lgbt writers #lgbt #lgbtq

[the-chimeras-claws]

Trust Me

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Juniper Keen (Nonbinary OC)

Summary: Bucky's first time being naked in front of someone he trusts.

TWs: vague mentions to Bucky's time at HYDRA, Nonsexual Nudity, cuddling, fluff, Pet names (Baby, Honey, Baby Boy), Bucky gets a lil emotional at the end but it's fluffy I promise

A/N: this is my first bit of writing I've posted on here, and I'm excited to share! This is a story from later on in Juniper and Bucky's relationship, they've been together officially about a year now. Originally I wanted to go in some sort of chronological order, but then I realized it's my blog and I can do whatever I want, so my Oneshots will definitely be bouncing around timeline-wise. I'm still working on a Series about Juniper and Bucky's time at HYDRA, and it's my hope to get it up soon!

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“I need your help.”

Juniper's gray eyes flicked up from the goat they were feeding to meet Bucky's eyes, filled with a storm of uncertainty and nerves. They reached up and cupped his face.

“Of course Bucky, anything.” His eyes fluttered shut when they began to stroke his cheekbone, “what's wrong?”

“I, uh, I'm…” the Soldier's cheeks turned a deep scarlet, eyes refusing to meet theirs, “I want to…”

He sighed, running his remaining hand through his hair. Juniper could see him chewing his lip.

“Hey,” they gently guided his face to theirs, “you don't have to be worried, Baby. Anything you need, it's yours. All you have to do is ask.”

“I know. It's just…” he took a deep breath, “it's hard.”

Juniper stood on their tiptoes to kiss the bridge of his nose, but was nearly knocked over by an impatient female goat. Bucky caught them in his arm, helping them to their feet.

“You take your time, Buck.” They smiled, “in the meantime, do you wanna help me feed the goats? I think Saffron is gonna go for the kneecaps if she doesn't get her breakfast.”

He chuckled softly, taking the feed from his partner and using it to fill the buckets. The two were nearly done when Bucky finally blurted, “I want to be naked in front of you.”

Juniper just about dropped the bucket in their hand, looking up at their partner with wide eyes.

“You…what?”

“It’s not for sex, I don't… I don't want that,” he refused to look them in the eyes, “I just want to get better about… about being naked in front of someone. Someone I trust. At HYDRA, being…uh, not having clothes on meant pain. They asked, ordered, me to strip before hosing me down after a mission. Or to beat me if I… if I fucked up especially bad on an assignment. And you know I had to take my shirt off when they worked on my arm. Sometimes they would order me to do it just because they could. I think it was part of how they showed power over me.”

“Oh, Baby…,” Juniper cooed, tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear, “I'm so sorry.”

“I just.. want to do it in front of someone I know isn't going to hurt me.” he explained, leaning into their warm hand on his cheek, “I want it to be you.”

They nodded.

“Okay.” The Shapeshifter whispered, “if this… if this is something you want to do Baby, I'll do it. You know I will.”

He took a deep breath, grounding himself.

“I do. I want to… I want to do it.” Bucky finally dared himself to look them in the eyes, hoping they could see how serious he was, “I trust you.”

They nodded, brushing the hair from his eyes.

“Okay, alright Honey. We'll do this.” Juniper's fingers traced through his long locks, “we can do it tonight, is that okay?”

He nodded.

“Okay.”

***

“You ready, Baby?” Juniper asked. Bucky nodded, biting his lip.

“I think so,” he murmured. They nodded, gently cupping his face with both hands.

“Hey, look at me, Buck,” he stared deep into their silver eyes, “if we’re gonna do this, I need you to use your words. I can’t just take nods or headshakes, okay? I need explicit verbal consent.”

“Okay.”

Juniper pressed a kiss to the bridge of his nose.

“Let’s start slow, okay?” they said, “can I untie your hair?”

The man started to nod but stopped.

“Yes.”

Bucky closed his eyes as Juniper’s hands found their way into his dark locks, taking a deep breath. Their fingers slowly undid the elastic, allowing his hair to fall free and brush against his shoulders. Juniper gently combed it out with one hand, starting with the shorter hairs by his nape and making their way up to the longer strands. When the man slowly forced his eyes open, he found Juniper smiling softly at him.

“You’re doing so good, Buck, you’re doing great.”

The Shapeshifter put their hand over his racing heart. They gently stroked it along his chest, their fingers ghosting over his toned pectoral.

“Do you want me to take your shirt off now?” They asked.

“Yes.”

Juniper’s hands ran the full length of his chest, down to the hem of his shirt. The Soldier’s breath hitched when he felt them grab it.

“Buck?” there was so much concern in their eyes, “is this okay, Baby Boy?”

“Yes,” the soft nickname made Bucky blush, “keep going. I need this.”

“Okay.”

Juniper gently slipped his shirt over his head, depositing it on the floor. Bucky’s eyes found the ground. His cheeks were getting hot. This was the first time anyone had seen the scars on his body. At least, the first time Bucky had been in his right mind when someone saw his scars. He had vague memories of being forced to strip in front of HYDRA technicians, doctors, and soldiers, and of Juniper tending to the wounds on his bare back after a particularly savage whipping. But he wasn’t himself when that had happened. He couldn’t feel the nerves of being bare in front of someone, or the humiliation of being forced to strip naked by people who wanted to hurt him. And he definitely couldn’t feel the shame and embarrassment that he was feeling now. Juniper noticed this, and gently cupped his face, bringing it up so he was looking them in the eyes.

“Here Baby,” they slipped off their own shirt, tossing it aside and bringing his sole hand to touch their chest, “will me doing this with you make you more comfortable?”

“I think so,” the soldier allowed himself to smile ever so slightly.

“Good, I’m glad.” they cupped his face, “do you want to move on to your pants, or…?”

Bucky wrapped them in his one remaining arm and pulled them close, a deep sigh escaping him as he relished the warmth of their bare skin against his own.

“Can we just stay like this for a bit?” He asked shyly.

“Of course, Baby Boy,” Juniper’s arms wrapped around him in turn, their hands running the length of his spine, taking inventory of the scars on his back, “we’ll stay like this as long as you want, okay?”

“Thank you…”

They stayed holding each other for some time, Juniper rubbing Bucky’s back while he pressed kisses into their hair, until finally he forced himself to unwind from their embrace.

“I think… I think I'm ready to keep going.” He gave his partner a nervous smile. Juniper nodded, kissing the bridge of his nose.

“You're doing so good Bucky, I'm so proud of you.” Their hand migrated to the waistband of his pants, “are you ready?”

Bucky swallowed hard.

“I-I think so.”

“Bucky, Honey, I need you to be sure.”

He took a deep breath, nodding.

“I'm ready.” He said.

Juniper nodded, slowly sliding off his pants before taking off their own, leaving both of them in nothing more than their underwear.

“Are you ready for your underwear or do you need a little time?”

“No,” Bucky puffed his chest out, “no. I'm ready.”

“Alright Sweetheart, if you're sure.”

“I am.”

Juniper slid off their own undergarments, now naked in front of him. Their hands touched the hem of his boxers, their gray eyes searching his face for any signs of discomfort. Bucky just nodded. He felt the fabric slide down his legs, stepping out of them when Juniper instructed him to. The soldier stood in front of his partner completely bare, his body on full display. Bucky’s face was turning red, he could feel it, but Juniper simply cupped his face and smiled softly.

“Are you okay, Buck?” They kissed his cheek.

“I am.” He nodded, fighting the urge to make a grab for his boxers. Part of him wanted to snatch his underwear back and pull them on, but the other part didn't want Juniper to lose the pure pride and adoration in their eyes. They smiled.

“Do you want to lay down?” The Shapeshifter motioned to the bed, gently pushing him to lay back on it when Bucky nodded.

“Would you mind if I was on top of you?” Juniper asked, “not in a sex way, just…”

“I know. I would love that, actually.”

The Shapeshifter nodded, settling on top of him so they were straddling his hips.

“Can I touch you?” They asked.

“Please.”

Juniper's hands began to run along his chest, their fingers tracing along the hard planes of his body. Bucky had never felt more exposed. He thought he should be afraid. Being in such a vulnerable position should be terrifying for him. God knows any sort of vulnerability he showed at HYDRA was met with abuse, punishment, pain. But something about this, about Juniper exploring his body with feather light touches, it soothed him. He didn't understand how anyone could be so gentle with him. How anyone could see the scars that were permanently carved into his skin and still look at him like he was something precious, something worthy of love. And yet here Juniper was, caressing the parts of him that had endured unimaginable pain with the utmost care. The thin slashes that came from knives, circular indents from bullets, marred masses of scar tissue that he didn't remember getting and couldn't even begin to decipher where they'd come from. But the ones that caught their attention were two that looked like lightning, flowing out from a common point in brilliant fractals along either side of his body. They reached out their hand, looking to Bucky for consent before letting their fingers drag along the raised skin.

"Taser. Or, high-powered cattle prod is probably a better description," the soldier said after a long moment, seeing Juniper's confused face he added, "it was one of their favorite methods of shutting me up when they were breaking me. 'Kept using it after I was the Soldier. It was a go-to punishment for handlers when they thought I misbehaved. Sometimes they just did it because they knew I couldn't fight back."

"Oh, Bucky…" Juniper pressed a kiss to the two matching scars, first his left then his right. They traced their fingers along the jagged marks.

“You're so beautiful,” they whispered, “my Beautiful Bucky…”

“You don't have to lie.”

“I'm not lying,” their fingers traced a long slash across his stomach, “your scars show everything you've been through. How brave and strong you've been. And I think they're beautiful for that. You're so beautiful, Baby Boy. So strong, so brave, and so, so beautiful.”

A sob caught into Bucky’s throat. No one had ever called him that before. He vaguely remembered being called “handsome” back in the day, and kind old ladies in Bucharest whose groceries he'd carried had called him “good looking” or “a lovely young gentleman”. But never ‘beautiful’. Juniper cupped his face, thumbing away the tears he hadn't realized were falling.

“What's wrong Baby?” They asked, “Do you want to stop?”

He shook his head.

“I-it's not that,” Bucky leaned into their hand, “I… I've never been called ‘beautiful’ before. And I've… nobody's ever touched me like this. No one's been gentle like this. And it...It just feels so good.”

“Oh, Sweetheart,” they pulled him into a hug, weaving their fingers into his hair. Bucky buried his face in their neck as their fingers began to gently stroke his long locks, trying to hide the fact more tears were slipping down his face. It broke Juniper's heart, how the slightest bit of praise was enough to make him cry. They'd never know what perceived affront this kind, gentle, loving, beautiful man had committed against the universe to earn him the lot that he had in life, but whatever it was he didn't deserve it. He deserved kindness and safety and gentleness and love. After everything he had endured, Bucky deserved the fucking world in their eyes. They hugged him close to their bare chest.

“The world's been so cruel to you, hasn't it Sweetheart?” He nodded, face not leaving the crook of their neck. Juniper gently stroked his hair, “I’m sorry, Baby. I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve to be treated like that, you didn't deserve to be abused, or taught to think so low of yourself. You are good, Bucky. You're sweet and kind and patient and gentle and so, so, so beautiful. Inside and out. Always have been, always will be. And I'm going to spend the rest of our lives reminding you of that. I promise.”

“I love you,” Bucky whispered, “so much.”

“I love you too Buck. You deserve the world, the fucking universe, god dammit. And I'll do everything I can to give it to you.”

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True to form I have no idea how to end it 😅 but yeah, that's my first posted writing for Juniper x Bucky! I have a lot of stuff written that I haven't posted anywhere, depending on how people feel about this one I might post others. I have no idea how this turned out, I'm pretty happy with it but feel free to leave thoughts/constructive criticism!!

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Summary: Bucky comes home from a fight.

Pairing: WinterHawk (Clint Barton x Bucky Barnes)

Word Count: 1012

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Tags: Slice of Life, Domestic Fluff, Cold, Pain, Cuddling

Written for:

@endlesstwanted

@winterhawkbingo : Nonbinary!Bucky

@flufftober : Candles, Lanterns, Fairly Lights (Prompt Extras)

#flufftober #flufftober 2023 #winterhawkbingor5 #clint barton #bucky barnes #nonbinary bucky barnes #nonbinary