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✨Bucky fic recommendations ✨

Last update: July 12th, 2023

Hi! I’m Jimena and I love reading fanfics. I usually just like them and eventually I end up losing some fics I really liked. So I decided to create this type of masterlist for me to organize and revisit fics I really really enjoy.

So please take this as some recommendations of fics you should read! In my opinion these authors deserve so much recognition for their incredible works 💖

Also if you have any recommendations please let me know, I would love to read them.

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SERIES

I’m with you (Mini series) - @wkemeup

summary: When two strangers meet on a layover in the Charlotte Airport, they are sent on a whirlwind weekend filled with cancelled flights, painful questions over giant checkers, an ex-boyfriend’s wedding, and a confrontational graduation. They find that a lifetime can sit in the span of three days and it doesn’t take very long at all to fall in love.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader, modern!au

For the Love of the Game - @pellucid-constellations

Summary: Bucky Barnes was a menace. NYU’s top baseball player, he was used to girls falling at his feet and could smooth talk his way out of just about anything. You hated him. He couldn’t figure out why. So when the novelty of weekend parties and quick hookups finally wore off—and his feelings for you began to grow—he made it his mission to fix it. 

Pairing: College Athlete!Bucky x Reader 

The Number One Rule - @justkending

Series Summary: Y/N has always been seen as “Steve’s rambunctious sister.” However, she grew up, graduated, and moved to London to study abroad for 4 years and get her bachelor’s degree. The girl that returns looks nothing like the teenager that left. But don’t worry, the attitude is still there and stronger than ever. What’s to come of the two grown adults that used to push each other’s buttons, but now have a lot more in common than they’ve ever realized?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Y/N Rogers (Steve’s little sister)

Save me (Mini Series) - @espinosaurusrexex

summary: Bucky Barnes has never had it easy, which ultimately turned him into a caveman-like introvert with no desire to see the positive side of life. But what happens when the clumsily charming art student, Y/N, stumbles to his rescue, determined to show Bucky how truly wonderful the world is?

Pairing: College!BuckyBarnes x College!reader AU

Everything's Better in Westview - @espinosaurusrexex

summary: Bucky and Y/N sneak into Westview to have the perfect life. Away from late Steve and Tony, Vision and Natasha, they let themselves be consumed by suburban magic. To their surprise, however, some of these people aren’t so dead in the town. And there are some other weird things happening that make them question their sanity. But that’s okay, right? ‘Cause everything’s better in Westview.

Pairing: BuckyBarnes x Female!Reader

Bulletproof - @amandaoftherosemire

Summary: You, Steve Rogers, and Bucky Barnes have been the best of friends since middle school. On top of that, you’ve been in love with Bucky pretty much the whole time. Everything changed after the three of you got to college, however. Over the past couple of years you and Steve have become even closer but things between you and Bucky have been strained since the night he broke your heart. Can anything bring you back together?

Pairing: BuckyBarnes x Reader

Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five // Part Six // Part Seven // Part Eight ** // Part Nine  // Part Ten  // Part Eleven**  // Part Twelve // Part Thirteen ** // Part Fourteen  // Epilogue 

Sunrise - @wkemeup

summary: After an explosion takes his arm and his only sense of belonging, Bucky is discharged from active duty and sent back to civilian life. Left with a storm of unchecked guilt, Bucky is content to live out the rest of his days in the hollow comfort of the dark. This is, until Sam drags him down to the local VA and he meets you. (Modern AU)

Paring: bucky x reader (veteran!bucky x librarian!reader)

Winter Canvas Masterlist - @sebbytrash

Summary - AU Reader is an Art Major and needs a life model for a major assessment. The catch? It’s gotta be a stranger. Then you gotta remind yourself that it’s just an assignment…right?

Pairing: College!Bucky x reader

★ Ice ice baby ★ - @endless-summer-soldier

Summary: Bucky is a college hockey player, Y/N is a figure skater without a partner. What's happens when these two opposites start sharing the ice...

Pairing: CollegeHockeyPlayer!Bucky x CollegeFigureSkater!Reader | Enemies to lovers

★ Method acting ★ - @kinanabinks

Summary: frat!steve and y/n are close friends, but the lines are starting to blur. if that isn't confusing enough, enter beryl; a girl who's hell-bent on making steve rogers hers, no matter what it takes.

Pairing: Frat!Steve x reader x Frat!Bucky

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One shots

How’s Your Head? - @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Summary: Reader gets hurt in the subway, Bucky helps

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Suburbia - @wkemeup

summary: Posing as husband and wife, you and Bucky infiltrate a quaint suburban neighborhood in search of a Hydra hacker. Perhaps if you weren’t so in love with him and he hadn’t broken your heart, the act of pretending wouldn’t hurt so much.

Pairing: bucky x reader

let’s play pretend - @khimili

Summary: You’re supposed to attend your sister’s wedding, but when you learn your ex-boyfriend is coming with his newly found girlfriend, you come up with a lie. Yes, you’re in a relationship, and yes, you’ll bring someone to the wedding. Since your sister already knows about your best friend Steve, you decide to set your sights on his taciturn friend, the infamous Sgt. James Buchanan Barnes. What’s the worst that could happen?

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

She’s not mad - @subwaysurf45

Summary: Bucky Barnes was a known people pleaser, it was second nature to him. After meeting you and getting close you both try to navigate his eternal stressed state, working together you try your best to tone down his obsessive ways. 

Pairing: College!Bucky x reader

Golden Life, Gutters - @castieltrash1

Summary: patience is a virtue and you show bucky barnes he’s worth waiting for

Pairing: Bucky x Avenger!reader

(One part but it has 17k words)

It’s called: freefall - @kikixreverie

Summary - Things get heated between you and your closest friend Bucky, when you're made to play a married couple on an important mission. Neither of you can help yourselves when you end up stuck in a hotel room together, with sexual tension you could cut with a knife.

Pairing: Bucky x female reader

Flirting and Football - @lovelybarnes

Summary: Bucky Barnes is a soccer player, most girls are interested in him but Bucky is surprised and interested in reader when reader is the only one who isn’t interested in him. College AU

Pairing: CollegeAthlete!Bucky x reader

The right partner - @bucky-bucket-barnes

Summary: You and Bucky have always possessed a complicated history, and even more strained relationship with one another. Begrudgingly, you're sent out on a mission with Barnes where you two are posing as a newly wed couple. In an effort to investigate the consistent disappearance of young women in a certain neighborhood, you find yourselves forced to confront a whirlwind of emotions.

Pairing: Bucky x Avenger!Reader Enemies to lovers

★ When the Morning Comes ★ - @pellucid-constellations

Summary: An entire childhood, an entire life, and Bucky just hopes you’ll be there when the morning comes—that you’ll get tired of this town and follow him. If not, he’ll try again next summer. And the summer after that.

Pairing: Modern!Bucky x reader

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Two parts

Like I Want You - @tmpestuous

summary: you and bucky have been best friends your entire life and it’s never been anything but platonic. so why do things get so bad when he gets a new girlfriend?

Pairing: college!bucky x reader

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I’ll keep updating it as I read more fics (new ones will be marked with ★ )

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— i think i want you in my life forever <3

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Just a Dream Part II

Bucky Barnes

Pairing - roommate!bucky x reader

Summary - bucky has a thing for his sexy roommate...especially that mouth of hers

Warnings - use of y/n, oral (m & f receiving), hand jobs, p in v, unprotected sex (don't be joker and wrap that poker), fingering, kind of sub! bucky???

Word Count - 1.5 k

a/n - part 2 is here!!! thank you for all the love on part one, I hope you enjoy!

masterlist bucky barnes

"Hey Jamie," I greeted from our kitchen island, cup of coffee in hand. "How did you sleep?" I asked, biting my lip after the question and tilting my head to the side. I watched him visibly swallow. "U-uh, it, it was good. I mean, it was okay." I shrugged, his eyes darting everywhere around the kitchen but on my face.

I brought one of my fingertips to my mouth, sucking on it a little as I watched him grab the coffee that I had made for him. He caught my eye and his gaze flickered down to my lips. "What?" I asked innocently as his eyes widened.

"N-nothing." He looked so adorable like this, a flustered little deer caught in headlights was the perfect way to describe him. I continued to play with my fingers, specifically my nails, "You didn't change your pants, sweet boy." I commented on the very obvious cum stain that he was sporting from last night.

I had gotten home around 11 after yet another very unsatisfying date, only to hear my very sexy roommate jacking off and moaning my name like a prayer. Then, it had all made sense. My attraction was not one-sided. I knew that the long stares at my face, lips and hands were something more.

If only I knew how much more.

"Shit!!" He cursed, spinning around and slamming the door to his bedroom. "Jamie?" I asked, knocking softly on his door. "Honey, I didn't mean to embarrass you, just thought it was cute, is all." I spoke as softly as I could to the scared little baby.

The door creaked open slowly. "I'm really sorry, Bucky. I thought I heard you say my name last night, and I thought that maybe I should make the first move, but-" Before I could finish my awkward apology, he tugged me into his room.

"Sit," he directed, pointing to his bed. "What?" I asked. "Sit," he growled. I easily obeyed, curious and eager to find out where this was going to go.

I watched him pace around the room while tugging on his shoulder length hair. "I didn't mean for you to hear that." he mumbled with his back to me.

"What was that?" I purred. "You weren't supposed to hear that." he grumbled. "I thought you weren't home."

I hummed. "Good boy, using your words." His head whipped to me my direction. A visible wet patch was forming at his tip. "You like that baby?" I asked, uncrossing my legs and tugging my skirt up so my panties were visible through my spread stance.

He gulped. "I'm waiting for an answer, sweetheart."

"Y-yes." "Yes what?" I pushed. "Yes I liked being called a good boy." "So obedient" I praised, causing his cock to throb in his jeans.

I spread my legs wider and leaned my elbows on my knees, giving him a gracious view of my cleavage. "I want you." He whispered, his hands long fallen from his locks.

"Then take me baby." He surged forward, framing my face with his large hands. They felt warm and comforting. He brought my face to his lips, engaging us in a passionate kiss. His lips were so soft and plump against mine, moving smoothly with my own mouth.

His hand drifted to between my legs, his finger tracing over my white-lace covered slit, which was now very moist from his actions. I ground my hips against his finger, trying to get him closer. He separated his lips from mine, gently gazing at my face. He tugged at my top, "May I?" "How can I say no to such a good boy?" He whimpered before removing my shirt and going to suck my nipples through my lace bralette. My fingers threaded through his hair, encouraging the action.

"Wanna be fucked by you," He moaned into my chest. I pulled him up to take off his shirt and unbutton his jeans. "This okay, honey?" I asked, He nodded enthusiastically. I cocked my eyebrow, waiting for his words. "Yes, this is more than okay." He breathed. "Good,"

He stripped until he was stark naked, standing in all of his glory and I leaned back on my elbows and enjoyed him. The beautifully sculpted muscles, his adonis belt and his dark, thick length standing proud between his legs with a gorgeous background of very full balls.

"Wanna see you," he said, starting to fidget with his fingers. "Of course baby," I started stripping slowly, watching as he slowly came closer. "It's okay, don't be shy, pretty baby." He nodded and sat himself on my now bare lap.

"Comfy?" I asked. He nodded. I understood that he was feeling vulnerable right now, so I let him use gestures instead of words.

"Are you familiar with the traffic light system Bucky?" Another nod. "What's your colour honey?" "Green, so green".

I leaned back and once again enjoyed the way he looked. His hips were perched on mind, his thick thighs around my waist as I laid on the bed. His curious eyes looked everywhere as I waited for him to move. "You can touch me baby. I'm all yours." The last part came out as a whisper, but he heard it. His eyes lit up and he instantly went back to sucking on my red nipples, eventually rutting his hips against me.

He started groaning and sucking harsher on each nipple. "You gonna cum baby?" He shook his head. "No?" "No," He sat up, his hands on the sides of my ribs. "Can I go inside you?" "I'm all yours baby, remember?" He grasped his weeping cock, lining it up with my entrance.

My hands found purchase on his waist, helping him grind and thrust into me, guiding him back and forth. I worked the sweetest noises out of my little boy as he rode me, head tipped back.

"Look at me Jamie," His eyes met mine again, his face contorted in pleasure. I clenched and fluttered around him, hoping to give him some sweet release. "Ahhh!" He cried as he came inside of me.

"Good boy, such a good boy for me," I petted his hair and stroked his back as he continued to ride out his orgasm, bringing me closer to the edge. "That's it, keep going baby, doing so good for me,"

"Fuck baby," "Gonna cum, you ready?" "I'm ready," He said, thrusting harshly, making the sound of skin slapping skin increase. We were a creamy mess, his cum dripping down to the duvet underneath our bodies.

I cam with a strangled cry, my hands never leaving his hips, "Fuck, rub my clit honey, yeah, just like that!!" I came a second time from the overstimulation. "Oh, gods," I panted, and he came down to rest his cheek on my now sweaty chest. "You okay baby?" I asked, brushing hair out of his eyes. "I'm okay," "Thank you for this honey, did so good, so proud of you,"

His cock hardened again and I felt it poke my leg, his pre cum smearing on my inner thigh. "Need another one, Buck?" He nodded. "Can you use your words for me?" "I want to cum again, y/n." I peppered his face with kisses before gently moving him to roll off me and onto his back.

I traced my long nails down his thighs until they reached the base of his proud cock. "God, y/n...I've been dreaming about this baby," he said, abdomen tensing as I squeezed the base of his cock. "Yeah? Wanted my hands to fuck you dumb baby?" "Yeah, Wanted to watch you play with my cock, hands are so pretty," He admitted.

I started stroking him slowly, squeezing by the base of his head, forcing pre cum out of his swollen red tip with each stroke. "God, feels so good," He moaned.

"Doing so good, baby, needed this...thank you." He praised. "Glad I could help sweetheart," My hand started working faster and I took one of his firm balls into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and licking between them before giving the other one the same attention.

"Y/n, I-I'm gonna...gonna cum for you, sweetheart, please, please let me cum!!" "Shhh, it's okay baby, I'm gonna let you cum, don't you worry.

Bucky was practically drooling at the way your beautiful hands were coated in his own slick, and how your mouth has spit covering the edges from when you enjoyed his balls. "Ahhh," The view of red manicured nails working over his oh-so-ready length was going to push him over the edge. How could such innocent things be so dirty and good at such an impure task?

"Y/n!!!" "It's okay, honey, let go," He let out a cry of pleasure before cumming all over my already slick hand. "god baby, look so pretty with my cum all over your hands," he said. I released his dick after licking up some of his salty cum.

I kept it in my mouth, crawling up his body from between his legs to kiss him hard, letting him get a taste of himself.

"Mmmm, thank you,"

That night was spent in each other's arms, holding each other's now clean bodies tightly.

a/n thank you for reading part 2!!! this was kind of filth and I got lost in just writing, but I hope you all enjoyed!!!!

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Roommates pt3

Roomates Holiday Love

A/N:a little medley of some festive days with this trio.

Enjoy,

Cloudy

don't be shy, reblogs, comments, likes!

TW: mentions of sex, fluff, bucky and steve are a warning, overdose of cuteness and sugar

not beta read, english is not my first language, all mistakes are my own

headers: @christywantspizza dividers: @firefly-graphics

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

For the first time in your entire life, you didn’t spend Christmas with your family. The weather decided otherwise. The storm was too strong, and you felt safer to stay here. Your roommates and boyfriends decided to stay too.

And what a delight it has been. Even with the power down, you’re not cold or afraid of the dark. You actually had fun with it and…made an all lot of exercises.

Right now, you’re against a hard and warm chest, and you can smell pancakes being cooked and hint of coffee and hot chocolate. You try to stretch, but the arms around your waist bring you back against the chest.

“No”, says bucky.

“I’m not going anywhere, I’m stretching”, you laugh softly.

He groans and holds you tighter, murmuring “mine” under his breath.

Steve comes in and chuckles. “Oi, she’s mine too!”

Bucky grumbles a no and holds you tighter, you can’t stop giggling and waves at Steve.

“We have a grumpy bucky on Christmas day!” you giggle louder, when he tickles you.

“M’not grumpy, m’hungry…”

“Well, I have food, you grumpy man”, chuckles Steve.

Let’s just say…. you had the best Christmas day in your entire life this year. Between the food and the gifts, the laugh and the cuddles, you didn’t miss that much your family. You called them, to say hi and celebrate a little bit with them, but everybody was happy that you stayed there, the storm being very dangerous.

❤️🌹❤️🌹14th February🌹❤️🌹❤️

Well, can you believe this year you have not one but two valentines? And they are very romantic…more than on a normal day. You wake up with flowers (not roses, your favourites flowers), a hot chocolate and some French toasts. You don’t have the time to bite into the French toasts, that Steve and Bucky declare that they also need their breakfast. They disappear under the covers and let just say…an orgasm and French toasts are a good combination.

During the day, you surprised them too, when you declare you need your sticky snack. At first they don’t understand but Bucky laughs when he sees Steve getting bright red, while you grab his bulge. “My turn to have my snack”, you purr.

You were shy at first, after all the bad experiences you had, but the boys made you realise you had your voice and you could use it to say what you wanted, in and out of the bedroom. The more your relationship evolved the more you went bold when you wanted to have them. Bucky loves to see you like this, carefree and confident. Steve loves it too, and he realises that now he might be the shyest out the three of you now.

🐇🥚🐇🥚Easter fun🥚🐇🥚🐇

Bucky organised the easter egg hunt in the flat. The weather was shit, raining hard, windy and cold.

“It’s not your usual easter egg hunt, there’s special treat along the way”, he declares.

You and Steve look at each other, intrigued. “What kind of treat, baby?”, you ask, wrapping your arms around Buck’s neck.

“Oh, you’ll love it, doll”, he replies kissing your nose.

You and Steve start to look around the flat for eggs and other treats. When you found a egg, not a chocolate or organic one, you giggle. A note is attached to it, Bucky’s writing.

Now, let’s find the remote, shall we?

“Eh, why is there a remote attached to an chocolate egg?”, asks Steve from his bedroom.

“AHA! I think we have our first big treat! Doll has the right egg for the remote pal!”, says Bucky triumphantly.

Steve joins you with his eyebrows arch. “What does that mean, punk?”

“Well, I think, that…this egg is meant for somewhere else than our mouthes”, you giggle showing what you have in your hands.

Steve gasps and looks at Bucky.  “no, you did not!”

“Oh yes, I did! Who wants to try it?”

You laugh when you see the bashful face of Steve and the happiest smile on bucky’s.

“Let me find all the treats first Bucky!” you say while walking around the living room. Your strong brunette is quick to hoist you in his arms.

“But it will be funnier if you wear it, no??”

“And who’s gonna have the remote?”

“ME, duhhh, doll, I know all the places I’ve hidden the eggs and other chocolaty treats”.

He kisses you, trying to convince you and the egg vibrate in your hands.

“Oh gosh, sweetheart, if you do it…it’s gonna be so hot. Hottest easter egg hunt ever.”, growls Steve.

And it was actually the best and hottest easter egg hunt of your life.

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Colors - Part 2

Summary: Jersey has always been fascinated by color, she loves the way they contrast and change. Painting has always been her outlet she can’t tear her eyes away from the movement and all the directions they take her in. She cant help but feel those same feelings with her brother-in-laws best friend. When he needs a place to stay Jersey less than graciously agrees to let him stay with her. 

Word count: 2,661 words

Green

The mid-August weather of Brooklyn was warm and humid.

Sometimes she missed London where the weather chilled a bit earlier in the year, only because she wasn’t too fond of walking the five blocks between her apartment and the bar without a jacket to cover her uniform.

It was her own fault for not being better at breaking habits. When she first came to Brooklyn the bar was called Toxcity, ironically, and the owner's required uniform was a black or white tank top with black bottoms, he was a perverted old man who preferred to “show off” his female employees. She got so used to the uniform that when Zay and his wife, Jo, bought out the bar, she continued to wear it. Despite their insistence that a uniform wasn't required.

Toxcity also used to be a hangout for business men who were all too desperate to be in their twenties again without a thought of wives or children to go home to. This unfortunately meant wandering hands and inappropriate remarks towards her appearance.

When Toxcity became Free Father, Jersey had to remind herself she could scold customers who got too comfortable. Zay had told a man that he could keep his hands to himself or get out of his bar after the man had put his hand far too low on Jersey's back. She had been shocked that her boss would stand up for her, especially after the previous owner had told her that customer service meant making sure the customer is happy no matter what, Zay pulled her aside and told her that she can speak to unruly customers however she saw fit.

He was one of the first people that she fully trusted after living in brooklyn for over a year, other than her sister and Steve of course.

Jason was the only other person she could find herself able to trust. After him she found new habits that she could never break no matter how hard she tried.

Jersey broke out of her thoughts of the past when she arrived at the door of Free Father. The dark olive green paint was beginning to peel away from wear of cold winters and brazen summers.

Walking inside was like a breath of fresh air, literally, the cool air blasting against her skin in contrast to the heated air coming from outside.

Jo was waiting at the end of the bar, her petite frame carrying a tray of beer. “You are late Carter,” the look on her face was stern aimed towards Jersey, but the faintest smile hid behind her pursed lips, “ten minutes late to be exact.”

As she approached the bar, Jersey took the tray from Jo and just smiled cheesily in response, “what table?”

“Four,” Jo called after the girl as she walked off to serve the three men, “don’t think you're getting away without an explanation missy.” Zay may have been the official owner of the bar but Jo was the boss.

The kitchen door burst open and Zay emerged with a fresh bucket of ice for the bar, his dark hair full of grease slicked back on the top of his head “Ahhh I see Miss Carter has decided to grace us with her presence”, he grinned from ear to ear the ends of his mustache curling up, “now what could have kept our most punctual employee from showing up ten minutes ago.”

Six pm never ushered in as many guests on Sunday nights, only three tables were occupied, a few men meeting for a drink after a long weekend, and two families snacking on nachos and fries from the small menu.

“I have a perfectly good excuse for being late,” Jersey sat across from the couple and clasped her hands together while pointing at them.

“Before you open your mouth to say that we got you drunk last night, remember that you had lots of time to pop a painkiller and drink some water before leaving for work.”

Jersey shut her mouth then quickly opened it again, “Okay fine I had a surprise guest show up at my apartment this morning,” they gave her a look as if to tell her to continue.

“He, shut up,” she said as they shared a look, “is Steve's best friend. His name is James and my sister's infernal dog chewed through their couch bed thing, and Steve showed up with James at my apartment at 10 am to tell me I was going to be hosting.”

Jo and Zay shared another look before turning to give her a playful smile “where are you both sleeping?” 

The huff of air that came from Jerseys mouth was enough to elicit a chuckle from Jo her smile reaching her green eyes that crinkled at the corners, “we’re not going to be sharing a room you pervs im taking the couch and I've cleaned out the bedroom so its livable for an actual human being.”

“Any chance I get to meet this new roommate of yours,” she leaned in and put her head in her hands trying to give her best puppy dog eyes.

Jersey snorted and stood from the bar “not if I have anything to say about it,” she gripped the edge of the counter and leaned in “and, your puppy dog eyes only work on your husband.”

She pushed off and turned to check on the tables and seat a couple that had just walked in.

“Hi, welcome to Free Father, is it just the two of you?” the couple nodded in response “well we have table seating and bar seating will you be eating with us tonight?” Another nod in response. “Okay then you can follow me.”

The couple was young, only a few years younger than Jersey, the woman was stiff and seemed nervous, the man didn’t look nervous but he couldn't stop looking between his shoes and the girl. It’s definitely a first date, Jersey thought, they probably share a college class and she caught his eye. Maybe they got to be friends and he finally got up the courage to ask her out, and now he's nervous but grateful she said yes, and she's just hoping it doesn't end badly so she doesn’t lose a good friend. Jersey sat them at a table away from the other people in the bar and took their drink order. From behind the bar she could see him set his hand lightly on her arm, the woman's demeanor softened and she finally smiled.

It was a feeling she could remember from years ago, when she met Jason, one touch from him and she was calm and comfortable. She could still feel his warm chestnut skin sliding down her arm and burning into her hand, her eyes shut tightly as she waited for his next move. She missed the time before when she was ecstatic to go home after work and fall into the arms of the man she loved.

~_~_~_~

Warm rays of light shone in through the bedroom window, Jersey slowly opened her tired eyes and was met with golden brown illuminated by the sun. His eyes bore right through her but a smile played on his lips. She hummed a silent question smiling back at him.

“You’re just so beautiful,” he punctuated his words with a light kiss to her forehead. Her smile reached so far up that her eyes almost closed.

She leaned in and pressed their lips together, “is it too early to tell you that I love you?” she mumbled against his mouth.

“After only one month… hmm absolutely not, cause I love you too” he connected their lips once again pulling her in close.

~_~_~_~

“Jersey I need some help over here,” Jo’s voice echoed through her head, “Carter, hey you there?”

She looked at Jo in a daze, taking a few seconds to grasp what she had said, “yeah sorry, what do you need help with?”

Jo nodded towards the kitchen directing Jersey to follow her, “closing chores I need help with the oil cause Zay had to run home early,”  she smiled sarcastically, “our sweet dog Timber got out and ran to the neighbors. Needless to say they were not happy to be woken up at 1 am by barking and scratching at their back door,” she chuckled at the image of the couple's elderly neighbor and her son being pulled from their beds to let in the 50 pound bulldog who wanted attention.

“I'm sure they were thrilled to see Timber, I bet they were even happy to let him drool on all of their belongings,” the two shared a laugh at the thought as Jo pulled the oil trap out and in front of the fryer.

Jo was quiet for a moment fiddling with the cap to empty the fryer, “so… James” was all that came out.

Jersey gave her a knowing look “what about him?”

“I was just wondering if, you know,” Jersey raised her eyebrows, and Jo huffed in response. “Is he cute, does he seem nice, how likely is it that you might, I don't know, ask him out?” She tried to sound casual but Jersey knew what she was getting at.

A defeated sigh fell from Jersey's lips, “Jo im not ready to start dating again, Peggy already tried to convince me to get involved with him and i'll tell you what i told her. I like being single.”

This time Jo was the one to raise her eyebrows, “i'm not going to tell you that you can't be happy being single but, are you really not ready or are you not letting yourself be ready? Plus once I'm more pregnant I'm going to need to live vicariously through you.”

“So you dont want me to date for actual romance purposes you just want me to date so you can forget that in less than a year youre going to have a sex interupting sleep stealing no down time allowing human taking over your life?” Jersey couldn't help but laugh.

Scoffing Jo raised her hand to chest feigning offense, “but, yes absolutely, that is exactly what I want. We have one toddler at home that already makes it nearly impossible for my husband to touch me.” She reached out and touched Jersey's cheeks and brushed her hair back as her mother would, “Honestly Jersey youre lucky you've gotten this far without me asking.”

“Well in that case Jo, James is very cute, he is very sweet, and if I was going to start dating again,” she paused and pinched Jo's face, “only for you, it would not be him, it would be a stranger.” 

Jo's face had a pout but it quickly became hopeful, a cheesy grin spreading across her face, “does that mean you're going to start dating again?”

Jersey rolled her eyes and turned back to the fryer putting the cap back on the empty machine. She just smiled at Jo not giving her a definitive answer.

“Oh come on, do it for me.”

~_~_~_~

The stairwell in Jersey’s apartment building smelled of weed and essential oils, the air fresheners were the landlord's attempt at dissolving the smell of burning marijuana. The cold metal railing lining the stairs felt good after her walk home, the air was cooler than it was when she left for work but it didn't stop the humidity from sticking to her skin. She fiddled with her keys and ran her hand up the back of her neck wiping away the hair that had stuck to the humid skin.

When she reached the third floor the stark contrast of fern green carpet meeting linoleum told her she was close to her apartment. Renovations were still being done on the first two floors; they had been recarpeted with dark blue and the walls repainted a bright white. Until they got to her floor she was stuck with the mucky carpet and off white walls that reflected the incandescent bulbs and created a strange orange glow.

Jersey unlocked the door to her apartment and closed it lightly behind her, dropping her keys onto the table beside her. She sighed deeply, realizing how exhausted she was. She would normally change her clothes and take off her makeup before going to bed, but the thought of wrapping up in a blanket and passing out on her couch sounded much better than anything. 

After kicking off her black boots Jersey grabbed a blanket off the reclining chair and jumped onto the couch expecting to be met with a plush cushion. What she found instead was a hard and lumpy surface.

Startled she fell on the floor trapped by her blanket, “what the,” Bucky sat up quickly and looked down at Jersey, “oh shit, are you okay,” he reached out his hand for her to take helping her to her feet.

“Yeah, I'm fine, what are you doing out here?” She realized she sounded harsh but she was so tired before and after falling on the ground she was fully awake and  wouldn't be able to fall asleep for another hour.

She could barely make out the confusion on his face in the dark room, “what do you mean, I thought you were okay with me staying here?”

Jersey walked over to the lamp at the edge of the couch and tugged on its chain illuminating the room. “No, I mean not that, yes of course you can stay here, but what are you doing on the couch?” 

She could clearly see his confused expression now, not sure why she was asking, “where am I supposed to sleep,” he chuckled lightly, “isn’t it normally polite for a guest to sleep on the couch.”

“I cleaned out the bedroom because you were staying with me.” She stated it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, “you’re supposed to sleep in there.”

Bucky’s mouth opened to protest, “I can't make you sleep on the couch in your own apartment,” he tried, but she was already pushing him towards the bedroom.

He tried to speak again but she just shushed him “goodnight James.” The way she said it was as if she was scolding a small child, before pulling the door shut behind her.

Jersey sighed and went into the bathroom to remove her makeup and change into comfier clothes. She decided to just wipe her face down with a wipe and thoroughly wash her face the next day in the shower. She knew she should wake up early and take care of her chores but Monday was her day off and all she wanted to do was sleep.

In the other room Bucky looked around before deciding to give in and listen to the girl, laying down in the cool blue sheets trying to get comfortable again. He could hear her shuffling around outside the door mumbling to herself. When her movement stopped he shut his eyes and dozed off.

She laid on the couch and stared at her ceiling waiting for exhaustion to weigh down on her eyes once more. She couldn't help but think about James laying in her bed, in her sheets, he had been wearing a dark green t-shirt that loosely clung to his chest and basketball shorts that sat low on his hips. Jersey couldn't shake the feeling it gave her. He immediately reached down to help her off the floor, he had lifted her with ease and rested a hand on her shoulder, only for a moment to steady her. He was a stranger yet he treated her more kindly than she had ever known. Her eyes finally fluttered shut, and her mind only drifted to Jason for a few seconds before her mind turned off.

She dreamt of tight green fabric and her fingers smoothing over broad shoulders, the feeling James put in her stomach fueling her imagination.

~_~_~_~

@pono-pura-vida

#bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x oc #roomate au #bucky barnes imagine #marvel #steve rogers #steve x peggy #imagine #artist oc #technician bucky #avengers #modern au

[mavsstar]

.⋆˚𝐴 𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑇𝐿𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝐿𝑃

Summary︱Bringing a man home only meant one thing for you—boring, meaningless sex. After a pathetic attempt to experience a blissful release, Bucky offers to help out.

Pairings︱DBF!Roomate!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

W.C︱2.2k

Warnings︱18+ this is straight up porn, age gap, reader using a vibrator, slight dom/sub dynamics, моя игрушка means my toy, praise, stomach bulge, squirting, a little bit of aftercare at the end.

Author's note︱I had to make it DBF bc i am a total whore for older men and it's honestly perfect for it. PSA THE READER MET BUCKY WHEN SHE WAS OVER 18. HE DID NOT SEE HER GROW UP. Anyways enjoy :D Feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

You laid on the bed, your body barely jerking as your date thrusted inside you. You wondered what went wrong. It wasn’t that the date in itself was bad, it turned out to be one of the best dates you’ve been on so far. He was a nice and a very attentive man. 

“If only he could be that attentive in the bedroom,” you thought. 

You let out fake moans to make it seem you were slightly enjoying it and avoiding hurting his ego. Though someone should, so he would finally know how terrible he is be in bed. At least he was pretty so it wasn’t such a terrible loss on your side. You had a decent view. 

“I’m gonna cum,” he groaned into your neck. 

“Please do so you can leave,” you said to yourself. 

With one final grunt his body stilled over yours, dropping all his weight on you seconds later. You placed your hands on his chest and pushed him over. He took it as a silence cue to leave. All that could be heard was the condom being thrown in the trashcan and the sound of his footsteps. You wanted him gone so you could have your own fun. 

You didn’t even bother turning around. Not even when he kissed you goodbye. When you heard the door shut, you immediately crawled across your bed to get to your vibrator that was deeply stuffed in the top drawer of your nightstand. You pulled the hot pink wand out and bit your lip in excitement. 

A gleeful hum escaped your lips when you pressed the vibrator against your clit and turned it on. You threw your head back in pleasure, your lips parting open as breathy moans left your lips. When you felt the vibrator lose its intensity down to lower vibration you internally groaned but nonetheless tried to enjoy the pleasure. 

Just as you felt your orgasm build up, the vibrator turned off. You frantically tried to turn it back on, mumbling a symphony of curses.

“Don’t do this to me now,” you wailed. Though the vibrator was fully dead. 

Out of frustration you threw the vibrator across the room, causing a huge thud sound as soon as it hit the wall. At least Bucky wasn’t here to hear any of it otherwise he would’ve fully woken up. 

“You have to be fucking kidding me!” you yelled into your pillow, your screams sounding muffled.

Seconds later you heard a knock on your door. “Honey, are you okay?” 

You audibly gasped, Bucky wasn’t supposed to be here. You pulled the covers up to your chest just in case he came into the room. “Yeah I’m fine!” 

 “You sure?” He asked as he entered the room. He smirked when he saw the white sheet clinging onto your body, your fingers clutching the sheet for dear life. 

“I th-thought you were supposed to b-be gone?” you stammered out, clearly nervous.

“I got back early.” 

“How early?” you questioned, praying that he hadn't heard you and he just came back. 

“4 hours ago,” he replied. Bucky took slow, agonizing steps towards you until he reached the side of your bed. “And I heard every little noise you made.” 

“Oh no,” you sighed, hiding your face in your hands in embarrassment. “I’m so–oh god!” 

You were so ashamed you could barely form a proper sentence. Your cheeks were on fire and you wanted to crawl into a little hole and die. While you were busy wallowing yourself in your mortification, you missed the way Bucky was undressing you with his own two eyes. 

“Bucky I don’t even know what to say–I’m so sorry.” 

Bucky’s hand softly gripped your chin and turned it so you were now facing him. “Sorry for what, Honey? For having sex? It’s natural, everyone does it.” His thumb swiped your bottom lip, adoring the way it bounced back. “You know what isn’t natural?” 

You peered at him with doe eyes. “What?” you asked him. 

Bucky mentally made sure to take a picture of you with the same exact look another day. God you drove him crazy with that simple look—his instincts begging him to fuck you senseless. 

“To fuck a guy who can’t even make you cum.” Disappointment racked down his body thinking about the fact someone as pretty as you is missing out on oh so much. “Don’t worry, s’not your fault.” 

“But what if it is?” 

His grip slightly tightened, “trust me it isn’t. They don’t know the first thing about pleasure. If it’s anyone's fault, it’s theirs.”

“To your luck, I know just how to make you feel good.” He bent downwards, his lips ghosting above yours. Your eyes fluttered shut, fully expecting him to kiss you. When you didn’t feel his lips on yours, you opened your eyes and they were mere centimeters away. So close yet so far. 

“Please Bucky,” you begged, inching your lips closer to his. 

Bucky leaned back, relishing your desperation. “Please what, Honey?” He squished your cheeks together, your lips puckering together. “Use your words.” 

“Please make me feel good.” 

“Good girl,” Bucky praised. The praise sent warmth down your body. 

He dropped his metal arm, slithering his way down to the bed sheets. He slowly starts pulling the sheet down, exposing every single part of your body. When the sheet was fully off Bucky lowly moaned. “I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll never want anyone else to touch you ever again.” 

Desperation won over and you tugged Bucky down with you. Nothing but teeth clashing and hands roaming everywhere on the other’s body. You tugged on the bottom of his shirt, silently signaling him to take it off. Bucky momentarily broke the kiss to peel off his shirt. 

Your eyes hungrily ran down his body, it was all like an orgasm for your eyes. “Wow,” you whispered, mainly to yourself. 

“You like what you see?” Bucky smugly asked. Bucky chuckled, watching your lust blow your eyes as you instantly nodded while you bit down your bottom lip sensually.  “Of course you do, don’t you?”

Bucky chased your lips once again. This time the kiss was slower, more calculated. His hand snaked down to your body and his hand cupped your dripping pussy. Your thighs clenched together as you felt the cold touch from his metal hand. 

“You’re dripping моя игрушка,” he growled against your lips. He grabbed your leg and hitched it over his, ensuring it stays open. He swiped his finger across your cunt to gather your wetness. 

His fingers circled over your clit, eliciting small breathy moans from you. “Let all those pretty sounds моя игрушка.” Bucky’s middle finger left your clit, traveling down to your weeping hole. “I don’t want you to hold back.” 

His finger entered inside you, your walls immediately clamping down on him. Bucky tested the waters and added a second finger. He was enamored with your blissed out face and he wasn’t even trying. 

He began to thrust his fingers in and out, making sure to curl his fingers just at the right angle causing your legs to quiver around his hand. “Go on, grind your pretty pussy on my hand.” 

You blindly obeyed his order. You grinded your hand on his palm, adding a delicious friction between your clit and his hand. Subconsciously you began to move faster, chasing a sweet, short euphoria. 

“That’s it,” Bucky praised, pressing his palm a bit harder. “Just like that.” 

Your first orgasm caught you by surprise. You could barely register what was going on before you gushed over his hand, your cum leaking down his fingers. Bucky pulled his fingers out and licked your essence, moaning at the sweet taste. 

He pushed your shoulder back, laying you flat on your back on the bed. Bucky quickly pulled his sweatpants down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free from the clothed restraints and slapped his stomach. The tip was drenched in precum making your mouth water. 

Bucky crawled on top of you, leaving kisses behind over your exposed skin. Once he was fully over you, he grabbed his cock and swiped it over your drenched cunt, swirling the tip on your sensitive button.

“Stop teasing,” you whined. You reached your hand down to guide him in but he swatted your hand away. With one hand Bucky pinned both of yours at the top of your head. 

“Wait,” he warningly growled. 

After a few more teasing swipes you felt Bucky’s tip prodding your entrance. Slowly, Bucky slid in and finally gave in to you. The stretch achingly burned yet nothing else has felt better. You felt every inch of his thick cock entering you. 

“Oh god–you’re so big.” 

“Aww моя игрушка,” Bucky cooed as kissed your nose, “I’m not even fully in yet.” 

You looked down and Bucky was right. You both gasped out once he fully sheathed himself inside you. You have never felt so full in your entire life. 

Bucky leaned his forehead against yours, his eyes scrunched in pleasure. “God you’re so tight.” 

You felt like you were going to die if he wasn’t going to move. “Please move.” 

Bucky pulled almost all the way out, ensuring the tip stayed in and then plunged himself deep into you, eliciting a silent scream from you. Your head fell back when Bucky started to thrust inside you. If you thought you felt pleasure before, this was heaven. You never thought someone could ever make you feel this good. 

You somehow were able to loosen his grip on your hand. You grabbed his hand that was on your hip and guided him over to your lower stomach. “I can feel you in–here!” you exclaimed when he hit a particular spot. 

“Oh there it is,” he muttered as he repeatedly hit your g-spot over and over. “Guess what моя игрушка, if I do this,” Bucky gabbed your leg and threw it over his hip, “you’ll feel so much better.” 

“Bucky!” you screamed at the new angle. Tears pricked at your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. Your walls fluttered around him and Bucky had to bite back his moans. 

“No…wanna hear….you,” you pouted. “Bet you sound–so pretty.” 

Bucky granted your wish and finally moaned, it was music to your ears. Hearing his moans turned you on even more. 

“You’re so fuckin’ tight моя игрушка. I never want to leave your pretty pussy.” 

“S’all yours,” you babbled out. 

“Yeah? She’s all mine?” You nodded in response. Bucky didn’t really have to ask. Your pussy was his whether you were going to tell him or not. She belonged to him. You belonged to him. 

You shook off his hand to unleash your other hand. Both of your hands ascended up his arms and found solace on his biceps. “Harder,” you whimpered. Your voice was barely above a whisper but Bucky heard it as clear as day. Bucky easily complied and thrusted harder. 

“Please, please, please don’t stop,” you begged, your nails digging into his biceps. You were sure there would be marks but you couldn’t care less. 

“Oh моя игрушка, I don’t think I’ll last,” Bucky groaned out. 

You could barely respond with your orgasm rapidly approaching. “I’m gonna–” 

“No, not yet. Wait until I say let go.” 

“Bucky, I can’t hold it.” 

“You can and you will.” 

Bucky was determined to cum with you at the same time. He kept the same pace despite wanting to go faster. Though you made it nearly impossible with the way you gripped him like a vice. 

“Bucky…” 

“Just a little bit more.” 

“Bucky I can’t!” you cried out, stray tears falling down your face. “Please!” 

“Now,” Bucky practically demanded.

You finally let go of the knot that formed in the pit of your stomach. Your eyes screwed shut as you chanted Bucky’s name over and over like a prayer. It was all a new feeling to you and your body didn’t know how to react. You momentarily blacked out as you let your orgasm ride out. 

“Holy shit,” Bucky gasped out, looking down at the mess you made all over his lower stomach that was now mixing in with his cum. 

“I’m sorry Bucky,” you mumbled out, still fucked out. “I didn’t mean to.” Bucky shushed you, assuring you it was more than okay that you were more than welcome to gush all over his body. 

Bucky pulled out, earning a whine from you. If you could have it your way Bucky’s cock would be inside you all night but you could barely form any words. Your body was profusely shaking from the intensity of your orgasm. 

“That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire life.”

“Told you I know how to make you feel good. Turns out all you needed was a little help” Bucky boasted. He then handed you a bottle of water, “drink this, you’ll need it.”

While you drank the water Bucky left to go to the bathroom. He came back with a wet rag in one hand and clothes in the other. Bucky quietly cleaned you up, murmuring soft praises to you. 

“You did so good for me,” Buckky whispered against your skin. “You were absolutely perfect.” You made a noise of contentment when Bucky slid his shirt over your head. You brought the material up your nose, deeply inhaling his scent. 

“I’m never giving this shirt back,” you commented. 

“Good,” Bucky replied as he laid right next to you. He pulled you into his chest, his arms wrapping around your shaky body, “it looks better on you anyway.” 

#bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes au #bucky smut #smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #dbf!bucky barnes #marvel smut #marvel #sebatian stan #sebastian stan smut #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x female reader #bucky drabble #james buchanan barnes #mcu imagine #my writing #dilf!bucky #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky fanfic #bucky x reader smut #bucky barnes x reader smut #dbf!roomate!bucky barnes

[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

A SWEET TREAT- STUCKY

Pairing: Roomates! Stucky x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: while eating the best ice cream you’ve ever tasted, you teasingly confess to your roomates you’d let ben and jerry do anything they wanted to you. the next time you open the freezer, their names have been crossed out, and replaced with bucky and steves. be prepared for a treat much sweeter than ice cream...

Warnings: SMUT, threesum, blowjob, praise kink, degradation kink, petnames, masturbation mentioned, finger sucking & gagging, sub space, size kink/ belly bulge, small daddy kink, swearing, teasing, bucky speaking russian bc oh my god that needs its own warning

Notes: in honour of summer being near, i made this while eating some BOMB ass ice cream! if ur lactose intolerant, you arent in this fic, hop on the dairy train bb;)

As Steve dug in his pocket, pulling out the apartment key that jangled with the little heart-shaped keychain you had made him, he was not expecting to hear a loud moan come from the other side of the door. 

It made him stop in his tracks, key halfway in the lock as he froze, eyes widening. 

It was your moan. 

He could recognise that sweet, high-pitched whine anywhere. 

Whenever you thought he and Bucky were asleep, he could hear you moan into your pillow through the paper-thin walls, hand between your legs at an odd hour of the night. He never told you could hear you, knowing you’d be too embarrassed to do anything in the apartment again. 

And that wouldn't work for Steve.

 He craved those sweet noises like a drug, often slipping his hand down to stroke his cock in rhythm with your moans. 

But it wasn't very late, and it wasn't far enough to be in the comfort of your bedroom. Was Bucky fucking you? He and Bucky had discussed it many times, often fantasying over you together, talking about every little way they’d fuck your gorgeous body, but was he seriously doing without him? 

The thought of Bucky touching your pretty little body without him present had him slamming open the door at an alarming speed, handle banging into the wall hard enough to scratch the paint. 

You jumped from the sound, stumbling back into the fridge with your ice cream in hand. Steve looked at you with a wild look in his eye, appearing to be searching for Bucky. 

“Could you slam the door open any harder Stevie? The wall told me earlier today it wanted a massive hole in it.” you grumbled, attempting to catch your breath from the scare. Clutching the carton of ice cream tightly, you padded over to the couch just as Bucky stepped out from his room, hair still wet and dripping from his shower. 

You gulped at the sight of his bare chest, abs gleaming in pretty shades of pink as the sunset spiled in through the windows. Sweatpants were slung low on his hips, a look of confusion on his face as he noted Steve shaking his head, shutting the door behind him as he slung off his shoes. 

“You okay punk?” he asked softly, making his way to you on the couch, sliding your bare legs across his lap, watching with delight as the oversized shirt you wore of Steve’s slid up to reveal your thighs. 

“Mhmm. Thought I heard something, that's all.” 

You stopped mid-bite, realization hitting you like a freight train. Turning to face him, you quickly grabbed a pillow, throwing it with all your might at the blonde. 

“Steven Grant Rogers! You came bursting through that door because you heard me moan?! You pervert!” you shrieked, making Bucky howl with laughter. “Hey you said it!” he grinned, grabbing the pillow and throwing it on the chair. 

“You boys are gross. Let me enjoy my ice cream in peace.” you sighed, adjusting yourself so that Steve could sit with you and Bucky on the couch, resting your head on his knee. “Go ahead bunny. Stevie won't bother you anymore.” he grinned, eyes filled with delight as he raised his eyebrow at the blonde, patting your calf gently.

 “Better not.” you grumbled, scooping out a chunk of cookie dough from the ice cream. “I’m not that gross. Just sometimes.” Steve smiled, his hand coming down to stroke your hair, watching your face confront in pleasure as you chewed the cookie dough.

 “All guys are gross, you all got cooties.” you grumbled, mouth full, as you rolled your eyes. A little smack on your thigh made you yelp, Bucky's hand rubbing over the bare flesh where he hit you lightly. 

“You take that back bunny!” he laughed, watching you attempting to kick his arm, with no success. “Never. Never ever.” you smiled, spooning more ice cream into your mouth. 

The chocolate flavors melted on your tongue, the traces of brownie and cookie dough still lingering as you swallowed. “This is genuinely the best thing I’ve ever had in my entire life. Oh my god, I would let the people who made this do whatever they wanted to me.” you moaned, purring in delight as Steve’s fingers began to comb through your silky strands, scratching your scalp gently. 

“Anything?” Bucky asked, eyebrow raised as he looked over at Steve. 

“Anything.” you replied, too lost in the ice cream and the feelings of Bucky's hand stroking your soft skin to notice the look of amusement on each of their faces, wicked grins and winks being exchanged back and forth. 

“I’m gonna hold that against you dolly.” Steve sang, making you laugh. 

Oh, you were in for a treat. One much sweeter than that ice cream indeed.

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“Didn’t I say I’d hold those words against you honey?” Steve asked softly, gripping your chin so you were forced to look into his baby blue eyes, the mock pity etched on his face as Bucky pounded into you from behind. 

You were much too gone to speak, the snarky, quick-witted reply you had so desperately wanted to say back stuck in your throat. Only a low whimper had left your lips that were now shaped in an O-shape, eyes widened to saucers as Bucky gripped your hips even tighter. 

Although you were at a loss for words now, you were beyond thankful you weren't on that couch, spilling your guts about every little position you’d let the ice cream company hit, teasingly. 

The next time you had opened that same freezer, spoon in hand as you reached for your little carton, you froze.

 No longer was it Ben and Jerry’s, but Bucky and Steve's name written in black sharpie. 

“Oh my god, I would let the people who made this do whatever they wanted to me.” “Anything?” “Anything.” 

You had shut the freezer with a soft slam, surprise written all over your face as Bucky and Steve strolled into the kitchen, grins evident on their faces as your arms limply fell to your sides. 

That was how you had ended up here, in this position, one of many you had spilled to the boys. Bucky pounding into you from behind, Steve's hands teasing you until you cried. 

“There's no point in talkin to her punk she's a goner.” Bucky chuckled, his thrusts making you cry out, your eyes beginning to glaze over from the stimulation he was giving you. 

He growled as you clenched around him, your toes curling from the way his cock prodded your g-spot, the way you could feel him bulging through your belly. 

“Oh don’t be so rough with our doll Buck. She’s just a lil thing compared to us.” Steve warned, the bulging veins from the back of his hand stroking your cheek lightly as you inched forward with every one of Bucky's ministrations. 

“S’tight I can’t help it.” he growled roughly, arm slipping under your stomach as your now shaking legs were unable to keep you up on all fours. “I gotcha bunny you just keep your eyes on Steve okay? Don’t want you passing out on us just yet.” he winked, laughing at your little ahs you let out with each movement. 

“Stevie…” you trailed off in a daze, head becoming light and cloudy as you stared at the smiling man in front of you. “Yes honey I’m right here. Open up okay sweet girl?” 

You nodded slowly, mouth opening wider as he slipped his two fingers inside, your tongue swirling around his digits with a strangled moan. “Ohhh she likes that. Keep doin that punk.” Bucky moaned, feeling you clench tighter around him the further back Steve's fingers went. 

Suddenly, his large fingers hit the back of your throat, making you cry out as you choked around him. “Shhh, I’m preparing you sweetheart. Something someone should have done before they started rutting into you like a bitch in heat.” Steve narrowed his eyes up on Bucky, in to which Bucky just shrugged as if to say oh well. 

You whined as he slid his fingers out, wrapping his tongue around them and sucking your saliva clean off them with a boyish grin.

 “Okay doll you ready?” he asked gently, beginning to gather your hair in a makeshift ponytail. The same hair he was stroking and playing with, so innocently as you ate your ice cream. 

Oh how the table have turned indeed. 

“Course she's ready, little bunny wants to be filled from both ends.” Bucky smirked, thrusting into hard and rough as you nodded in agreement, staring up at Steve as he now towered over you. “Is that right baby?” 

“Yes daddy.” you whispered hoarsely, sticking your tongue out in obedience. 

“Oh fuck…” Steve moaned, bringing his hard, aching cock to your lips. You lapped at the precum that coated the tip, moaning as he yanked your hair so you were forced to meet his eyes. 

“Eyes on me. Got it?” 

You nodded, purely dumbfounded. A sharp thrust from behind had you keening, and you wrapped your lips around Steve's cock, hollowing your cheeks as you took him down your throat. 

Fresh tears stained your flushed cheeks as Bucky slapped your ass harshly, Steve’s control of your head making you take him deeper and deeper. You moaned, the vibrations around his cock making him growl as he began to fuck your throat in perfect harmony with Bucky. 

The sight of Steve's head thrown back in pleasure, his adams apple bobbing as you pleasured him made your core tingle, flames licking down your spine as you felt release in an arms reach. 

“такой милый кролик…” Bucky moaned, his own orgasm approaching as you gripped him tightly. “Buck she's gonna cum.” Steve whispered, frantic eyes meeting your own, your tears and hiccups turning them on even more. 

“I know… can feel her squeezin the life outta me.” he replied with a grunt. “Let go, sweetheart, we’re right here with you.” Steve cooed softly. 

Those were the words you needed to hear. 

The coil in your belly snapped, your vision turning white as you came all over Bucky's cock. The sensations were overwhelming, each muscle, bone and blood cell consumed with pure pleasure as the men continued to use you, riding you through your orgasm. 

“Oh godddd-” Bucky moaned, hips stilling as he spilled inside you, his cream coating your spongy walls as you shook from under him. Steve followed suit, his cum trickling down your throat, the taste bitter yet sweet as you swallowed every last drop he gave you, his sweet praises encouraging you to lick him clean.

 “Such a good girl sweetheart, we’re so proud of you.” he smiled, slowly pulling his cock out of your mouth, watching you sputter for breath. 

“You are?” you croaked, sniffling as your arms could no longer support you either. “Yes bunny we’re so proud of you. But we’re not done just yet.” Bucky smiled, his hands slowly guiding you upwards on your knees, his cock still firmly inside your weeping hole. 

The look he gave Steve had you whimpering, the light in his eye meaning there could only be trouble brewing in that filthy mind of his. 

“Switch Stevie?”

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[1800jjbarnes]

𝟑𝐚𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

【Synopsis】 : Late night baking leads to popping open some wine and spilling secrets you thought you would take to the grave.

『Word count』 : 1k

Paring: Roommate!Bucky x Roomate!Reader

[Warnings] : Pinning, alcohol, mentions of being drunk, kissing. Some insecure thoughts. Civilian Bucky trope. Morden Au. The use of the word Idiot multiple times in a light-hearted manner.

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It was like any average Tuesday. Well, if average meant drinking the whole pantry, leaving only the cheapest wine in the back. Now that you both were royally buzzed, flour, sugar, and all sorts covered the countertop. Whose idea was it to cook at 3am with your roommate and best friend.

“Ah No!! You missed the bowel.” You yelp as Bucky wobbles to crack the eggs into the mixing bowl. You quickly turn the tap on to drain the forgotten shell and yolk. Bucky hops to the fridge to grab the milk, chugging some of the wine straight out of the bottle.

“JAMES! Pour a glass!! stop chugging like a frat boy.” You slur, jumping behind him, trying to snatch the bottle off him, but his board back stops you. You take one more jump, but you land wrong, slipping from your sock hitting a wet patch on the ground, most likely some wine that was spilled without your knowledge.

“Woah.” He grabs you quickly, dropping the bottle in the process. Wrapping his arm around your waist, his face inches from yours as noses graze each other. The bottle lands on the floor with a thump, luckily not breaking, and since Bucky chugged the rest of the wine inside, nothing spilled out other than a few small drops. Everything went quiet for a moment as he stared at you in your eyes, his face only inches from yours.

“Hi…” He whispers, his alcoholic breath hitting your lips. You hold onto him tighter, your fingers digging into the fabric of his clothes. You bit your lip, looking at him deep in his gaze. You always had a crush on him, but never spoke up about it, worried he might freak and never talk to you. So through nights of crying alone while you wish he would be yours, you came to the realization that he was your best friend and nothing more.

“Hi…” You smiled back as he helped you up. Letting you go, you fixed your shirt before going back to mixing the mixture for the cupcakes. He picked up the bottle, wiping away the mess he spilled so no one would slip again.

“Now all we need is to put the mixture into the pan.” Your voice became quieter as Bucky stepped closer and closer until his chest was against yours. He grabs your chin and tilts his head while staring at you. You gulp shaking slightly at his touch, trying to avoid his eye contact.

“You have something on your face.” He spoke soft. Maybe it was the alcohol or it was the fact he had given up on leaving little hints. Go big or go home, right? Before you could reply, he dipped his finger into the batter, quickly smudging the uncooked chocolate mixture on your lips.

“It’s right there.” He looked dead in your eyes, trying to find any sense of uncomfortableness, but all he saw was your big doe eyes staring up at him with all the love in the world. His lips caught yours, letting his tongue graze along your bottom lip, licking the sweet mixture off. You deepened the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, your fingers snaking into the ends of his hair. A tear broke, feeling a sense of happiness and guilt. Was he just kissing you because you both were drunk, or was it love? Love that you wished and craved for.

“Bucky…” You pulled away first making him chase your lips, but you turned to face the counter before he could plant another one.

“Did we just—kiss? yes, yes we did.” He interrupted almost sounding smug like he just won a gold medal. Blush formed on your cheeks, feeling hot. The alcohol is definitely kicking in now.

“Do you love me?” You blurted out, pouring the batter while he suddenly stood stunned at your question, it was his turn now blush. Rubbing the back of his neck, he let out a soft chuckle.

“I’ve always loved you, idiot…” He only called you that when he was embarrassed, trying to divert things onto you instead. You finished pouring the batter, placing the tray inside the oven, you finally turn to face him.

“You know what I mean.” You looked at your feet, feeling your heartache. Was this the moment your friendship ends? He immediately went to protect mode, walking over in a rush to close the gap between you two.

“Doll you know..argh what I mean is..shit…” His head was spinning, it was 4 in the morning and you both were off your rockers, he couldn’t think straight, stumbling on his words. But the only thing he knew what to say was something he feared if he ever were to speak it aloud.

“I love you more than you know. I’ve loved you the moment we shared that ice cream while sitting on top of the jungle gym in prep. I loved you the moment we ditched prom together cause our dates were terrible and ate Burger King on the beach in our formal attire. I love every moment, every day, and every second I’m with you. Drunk or not, I’ll scream it aloud for you. I love you.” His rambling brought you to tears, emotions filling your senses. It was an overload. An overload of joy, happiness, and contentment. He did have the same feelings for you. Your fear was nothing more than a childish nightmare. He hugged you, seeing the tears falling, rubbing small circles into your back.

“We only shared that ice cream cause you dropped yours…” You snuggled into his chest, sniffling a little bit.

“That’s all you go out of my whole deceleration of love.” He laughed, pulling away to lean on the counter. You laughed with him, hitting his chest lightly.

“Hey it’s true, though! You were trying to climb the slide when I kept telling you it was a bad idea, but no, you did it anyway.” You laugh wiping a stray tear from your eye. The laughter slowly died down, and you see him smiling at you like a puppy.

“I did take in your whole speech, idiot,” you smirk, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“Uh okay so does this mean I get to call you my partner now,” he asks, snaking his arm around your waist. You pretend to think for a moment, playing your finger on your lip before you smile.

“I guess, as long as I can call you my boyfriend.” You giggle, making in punch the air with a sly ‘yes’ in happiness.

“God, you’re an idiot…” You laugh at his actions.

“Yes but I’m your idiot.”

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[polifandom]

snippet from a wip of a buck/bucky oneshot of mine. enjoy ;)

Gale is quiet. He keeps to himself, doesn't drink, doesn't party, doesn't smoke. He never got in John's way and never tried to get inside the room when the other placed a sock on the handle. He doesn't listen to loud music, doesn't talk in his sleep, doesn't snore. He was always a gentleman to whoever John did have in the room when he forgot to put the sock. He never walked around indecent.

John, logically, recognized he was hot – but Gale wasn't really his type. John liked 'em messy, adicted, loud, horny. The type that he knew could take John breaking their heart, because it was inevitable that he would. The type that looked like they liked being hit in the face, that would hit John back.

Gale looked like none of those. He was elegant, eloquent. A lider, an example. A gentleman. He didn't step a foot out of line, didn't say a word he didn't mean. Didn't scream, didn't fight. He's perfect, in all the ways that matter and don't – not a hair out of place.

John couldn't deny he was hot, because who can? But John needed messy. Needed adrenaline, rush. He doubted Gale could give him that – not that he had shown any interest to.

And then, John fucking saw it.

They were friends already, in their second year being roomates. Gale had become one of his closest friends, despite all odds – they were nothing alike, but they fit. John liked his company, despite the stick Gale constantly had up his ass.

And then, for the first time ever, Gale decided to change with him in the room.

John had never seen him shirtless, ever. He doubted Gale was insecure (because look at him!), so he just assumed it was yet another of Gale's antics – not changing in front of others and allat. Gale, the gentleman.

And then he did.

His back was facing John, so as soon as Gale started lifting his shirt, the new one already in hand, John saw it.

From the end of his neck to the start of his hip, Gale was fucking full of tattoos.

Gale fucking Cleven, who excuses himself every time he sneezes, who says sorry when someone bumps into him, who is fucking perfect – has his entire back tattoed.

Amongst the tattoos, from the small time frame between taking the shirt out and putting the new one, John spotted a skull, a snake, a dagger, an airplane, roses, a chain, and the biggest of them all; a buck who's antlers go from shoulder to shoulder.

And then, when John believed there couldn't be anything he could be more shocked about, Gale turned to him as he pulled his new shirt down, and during the split second his chest was exposed facing John, he saw a fucking piercing on Gale's fucking nipple.

And from that point on, John was done for. There was nothing else he could think about, masturbate to, daydream of.

Just Gale. Gale and his tattoos and nipple piercing. Gale, Gale, Gale.

this one hasnt been posted yet, but i already have a clegan oneshot up!! you can check it out here <3

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[holylulusworld]

Hole in the bucket

Title: Hole in the bucket

Rating: Explicit

Square filled for @anyfandomkinkbingo​:  Square 1: Oral Sex

Square filled for @buckybarnesbingo​: Square C5: Kink: Hand Job

Square filled for @marvelfluffbingo​: Square 24: Best friends to lovers

Square filled for @sebastianstanbingo​: Square 8: “I’m cuddly. Deal with it.”

Square filled for @buckybarnesbingo2021 (expired): Square 3: Kink: Oral Sex

Square filled for @marvelfluffbingo2021 (expired): Square 12: roomate au

Summary: Bucky is a naughty roommate.

Pairing: Fratboy!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Characters: Fratboy! Steve Rogers, Fratboy! Sam Wilson

Warnings: naughty Bucky, misuse of a popcorn bucket, hand job, blowjob, dirty talk, implied oral (fem!rec), implied smut, dominant reader, subish Bucky, cuddling & snuggling, fluff

A/N: Part 1/2

A/N: This is the first 2-parter to my Fratboy!Collection

Words: 2,1 k

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“What’s up guys?“ you plop down on the sofa next to Bucky, looking your roommate up and down. “What’s wrong?” you question as Buck smirks like he just won the lottery. “Buck?”

“The better question is,” Steve tuts as you whip your head toward, “what is he up to. Bucky Barnes has something dirty in mind. I caught him as he was cutting a hole in the bottom of the popcorn bucket.”

“A hole in the bucket?” now your eyes drop to the popcorn bucket placed on Bucky’s lap. You look up at Bucky to watch his face turn shades of pink. “James Buchanan Barnes! Don’t tell me you put your dick inside the popcorn bucket and waited for anyone to get a handful of cock popcorn.”

“Cock popcorn,” choking on his beer Steve spits it all over his shirt. “Fuck, that’s…kinda funny.”

“I won’t try the popcorn now,” Sam complains loudly. “Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you? What if I grabbed a handful of your dick instead of popcorn.”

“There is a huge bowl on the table, Wilson. You don’t have to put your dirty hands into my popcorn. Who knows where you had your hands before you steal my popcorn,” Bucky purses his lips, making you chuckle. “You want some of my popcorn?” 

“What?”

“I know you want to,” he gives you a lopsided grin, and waits for your reaction, ”it’s with sugar and a pinch of vanilla. Just the way you like it.”

You look at his lap, huffing as Steve warns you to put your hand into the bucket.

 “Y/N, I wouldn’t try to eat it.”

“I-“ you scoot a little closer to look inside the bucket, frowning as you can only see popcorn. “You want to mess with me, don’t you? I bet you wanted to piss me off so I leave the apartment and you can bring one of your hussies in here to make out on the couch I paid for.”

“Red alert,” Sam ducks his head as you throw the remote control at him. He snickers while you look for more ammunition to fire at Steve and Sam. “Steve, hide.”

“What about me?” Bucky looks at Sam for help, but your roommate simply shrugs. “Not cool, man. Not cool at all.”

“You’re her best friend and she would never hurt you, Barnes. We on the other hand will be on the receiving end of her wrath.”

“WAIT you little shits,” you chase after Steve as he and Sam try to make their way toward the door. While Sam grabs his keys, Steve sprint toward the door, holding it open for Sam to escape too.

“What happened to till the end of the line, Steve?” Bucky calls from the living room. He didn’t move from the couch. “Steve? Sam? Come on, guys. Don’t leave me alone with-“

“You fucker!” Bucky gulps as you storm back into the living room. You stare at your best friend, chest heaving up and down. “They will pay for tricking me too. Well, you will be the first to feel my wrath. Get up and take it like a man.”

Hands on your hips you wait for Bucky to get up from the couch. “Nah, I’m good over here,” he holds tight onto the popcorn bucket for dear life as you step closer to the couch again. 

“Barnes, I’m not joking. You’ll do all the laundry today,” he doesn’t move a muscle when you kick his shin. “Get up.”

“I can’t,” licking his lips Bucky looks down at the popcorn bucket on his lap. “I’ll do the laundry later, promised.”

“Why can’t you get up?” you look at the bucket, frowning as Bucky uncomfortably shifts on his seat. “Bucky get up!”

“I can’t, okay,” he says in an exasperated tone. “Can you not leave me alone for a moment?” Bucky can’t look you in the eyes and it makes you even more curious.

“Nope,” instead of leaving Bucky alone in the living room, you sit on the couch next to him. “I want to find out what you are hiding from me.”

“It’s nothing…really…”

“Tell me,” you put your hands into the popcorn bucket to get a handful of popcorn. “Bucky?” swallowing thickly you feel something else than popcorn in your hand. “Uh-please tell me you put a big sausage into the bucket…please.”

“I-uh,” he nervously chuckles while you stare at him with wide eyes. “I didn’t get it right you know. Steve said we should tell you that I put my cock inside the bucket. I didn’t know we wanted to fake it.”

“Oh, my fucking god! You put your dick inside the bucket for real?” you gasp, but don’t let go of his cock. “Bucky, how could you?”

“I thought it’s a funny idea for the girls,” he furrows his brows when you tighten your fist around his cock. “I mean…the girls like a funny guy, right?”

“Funny. Right,” dipping your head you look at your hand around Bucky’s cock. “Did any girl ever tell you that you’ve got a big dick?” you carefully move your hand up and down his cock, making Bucky gasps at the sudden motion.

“I,” he barely brings a word out. Bucky can’t focus on anything but your hand running up and down his twitching length. “Doll…what are you doing?”

“I hate to be the butt of the joke but will make the best out of it tonight,” you purr in his ear. “Tell me one thing, Bucky?”

“A-anything,” he stutters while digging his fingertips in the couch. “W-hat do you want to know, Y/N?”

“Does your cock taste like popcorn and vanilla too,” Bucky chokes out a groan, eagerly nodding as you take your hand off his cock. “Good. Take that bucket off and we can see how well this night plays out for you…”

“Dude, should we go back?” Sam scratches the back of his neck. “Steve, we can’t leave Bucky behind like this. Y/N is mad as hell. She hates it when we trick her.”

“He’ll survive,” Steve shrugs. “How about we check that new club downtown out? We can call Bucky from there.”

“You’re a cold-blooded bastard, Rogers,” snickering both men make their way toward Steve’s car. “I hope you know I won’t go home without a girl…”

“Oh fuck me, doll,” you spit on his cock to lube it. “What are you doing?”

“You offered it to me so, yeah…your dick is mine,” without another word you grip his cock again to start with slow and long strokes. You watch Bucky’s mouth fall open. He puffs out a huff as you give him a wink. “Look at me while I have my way with your cock.”

“Shit!”

“You like that baby?"

“Yes. Fuck. Baby doll,” a low wail leaves his lips when you move your free hand into his pants to fondle his balls. “Fuck, you look so pretty with my cock in your hand.”

“Yeah?” grinning cheekily Bucky drops his eyes to your hand. “How good do I look, baby boy? Tell me!”

“So...so good,” he throws his head back when you speed up. “B-aby…I’m gonna cum.”

“No, you won’t,” you stop immediately, enjoying he begs you to not stop, and that he’ll do anything. “I know you will, pretty boy.”

“Touch me…please…for the love of fuck, don’t stop. I need you,” Bucky begs and pleads. He looks at you with pleading eyes, hoping you’ll finish the hand job you began. “Please…”

“Aw, poor puppy,” you get up from the couch, glancing down at his erection. “Take your clothes off. All of them. I’ll get something to drink and maybe…I’ll take care of the sausage in the popcorn bucket…”

Bucky almost jumps up from the couch to hastily strip his clothes off. He throws his boxers, socks, and shirt all over the room, not a care in the world.

“Sit back down, hands to your side,” you purr and Bucky swallows thickly. He watches you walk back inside the living room, groaning as you sip at your juice. “How much do you want me to touch you?”

“So…so bad, doll,” he wiggles on his seat. “Please…”

“Only good boys get to cum,” walking toward the couch you give Bucky your sweetest smile. “After I’m done with you, you’ll give me everything I want.”

“Everything…”

"Good boy,” fuck, you feel so powerful when you kneel on the couch to lean over Bucky’s lap. “Will you be good and cum for me.”

“Shit…yeah…” Bucky can’t believe his luck. For months and months, he tried to get your attention, or rather in your pants, and now, you gently grab his cock to give the tip kitten licks. “Fuck.”

“Soon, baby,” his chest heaves up and down as you start with long, slow licks from top to bottom. You tease a little with your tongue swirling around the head. 

“Wait what are you…oh shit…fuck…baby doll,” he groans when you take him down your throat. “So deep…”

You’re licking the base of his cock with your tongue while he’s deep inside your mouth. You smile to yourself as Bucky can’t help it. He moves his hand between your legs, toying with your soaked panties as you moan around his cock. 

“Yeah, lick right there,” he moans, groans, and whimpers your name with every bob of your head. “Fucking shit. That’s the best blowjob of my life. I can die a happy man when you let me cum down your throat. Fuck…I’m gonna eat this pussy until I pass out.”

‘You better do’, you think to yourself as you start to move a little faster. You start making moaning sounds while doing it, and it turns Bucky even more on. He starts breathing heavily as he nears his approaching orgasm. 

You work him faster. Going up and down at a pace makes him clench his fists and his whole body starts to tighten up. 

“FUCK! I-“ he tries to hold his high back for a little longer. Your mouth just feels too good around him, and he loses the fight. His pelvis starts contracting rapidly. “Baby doll…I love you…and your mouth.” 

If not for his cum shooting down your throat you would chuckle at his pleasure-induced word vomit. You moan around his softening cock, keeping it inside for a little longer before you let him slip out of your mouth.

“Babe…I…” he groans as you swallow his cum. “I gotta,” you squeak as you somehow end up underneath Bucky. He greedily kisses you, tongue snaking into your mouth to taste himself on your tongue. “I’m gonna eat this pretty pussy alive right fucking now…”

“Buck? Are you still alive? Bucky?” Steve carefully walks inside the living room.

 He frowns as clothes, along with used condoms, lube, and the popcorn bucket are splattered all over the floor. “What happened here?”

“Looks like he had a party without us,” Sam muses while poking the popcorn bucket with his foot. “Do you think it’s still eatable?”

“Dude, it was lying on the floor for hours. Don’t eat that!” 

“I’m hungry.”

“Eat something else then,” Steve grunts while kicking Bucky’s shoes out of the way only to hit your door.

“Shut the fuck up, Rogers! I’m trying to sleep here,” Bucky yells from inside your room. You struggle to keep the giggles inside, so you hide your face in his chest as Steve yells back.

“What the fuck happened in the living room? Did you get lonely and had a little me time with your cock?” Steve laughs loudly. “I bet you did.”

“Rogers, it’s 2 am,” you yell now. “Let us sleep.”

“Y/N?” Steve gasps. “Doll, what happened in the living room?”

“We had a party,” Steve almost rips your door open only to find you and Bucky in your bed, tangled in each other.

“You’re cuddling?” Sam pokes his head in to watch you snuggle into Bucky’s chest. 

“I’m cuddly. Deal with it,” this time you burst into laughter at Bucky’s words. “Now, if you would excuse me and my girl. We need to have a rest.”

“You fucked on the couch, didn’t you,” making a face Steve sighs deeply. He retches while turning to leave your room.

“The couch, the floor, the armchair, the showers, and lastly the kitchen counter,” Bucky proudly puffs his chest. “It was a marathon, gentlemen.”

“You will clean the whole fucking apartment tomorrow,” pointing his finger at Bucky and you, Sam tries to keep a straight face. “Especially the kitchen counter. You pervert…

“Uh-Sam,” you suppress a giggle, “you really shouldn’t eat that,” you point at the popcorn bucket in Sam’s hands.

“Why? It’s good,” he stuffs more popcorn into his mouth, chewing audibly.

“The hole was in there for a reason…”

Sam looks at the popcorn, and then at Bucky and you. “You degenerated pervert,” he throws the popcorn bucket at Bucky. “I’m gonna disinfect my tongue with acid now…fucking perverts…”

>> Part 2 - the missing hours

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[stuckymonkey]

Just A Dream

Bucky Barnes

Pairing - bucky x roomate!reader

Summary - bucky has a thing for his roomate. she'll never hear the noises he makes at night to the thought of her...right?

Warnings - use of y/n, descriptions of female reader, male masturbation, wet dreams, pretty much just bucky getting off to the thought of y/n

Word Count - 1k

a/n - part 2 coming soon!! i know this was short, but i haven't really written much from Bucky's perspective. let me know how you like it!

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Bucky was a good man. After leaving HYDRA and being rescued by Steve, he was allowed a room on one of the luxurious floors of the Avengers Compound. Since he was technically a newbie, Steve assigned him to the floor of Ms. Y/N Y/L/N, now his roommate.

Y/N was fairly new to the team, having been there for only two years prior to the Captain. She and Bucky got along very well and were very friendly roommates. He had a nightmare, she was there with a cold glass of water and a shoulder to cry on. She felt like everything was going to shit, he was ordering takeout and putting on a rom com.

They balanced each other out and worked in perfect harmony, both on and off the field. Luckily for Bucky, Y/N was out tonight with the girls so he had the floor to himself. This meant he didn't have to be quiet while he fucked up into his fist at the thought of her, or worrying about whether she could hear him rustling the blankets through the wall that they shared.

His breathing became laboured as he stuck his flesh hand down his sweats, getting himself off to the thought of her in that revealing baby pink crop top she wore last Monday, how the tops of her perfectly round breasts were visible to his hungry eyes.

Y/N had only been gone for twenty minutes before Bucky had begun edging himself, blankets thrown at the foot of his bed, hips bucking up to meet every twist of his hand. The cool metal of his bionic fingers soothed his heavy balls as he worked himself closer to the edge.

His hands worked in tandem as his eyes squeezed shut from the pleasure. "Fuck, Y/N," He moaned, knowing she couldn't hear a single word. It didn't take long before Bucky found himself on the verge of another orgasm, as soon as he thought he might let go, he stopped everything and released his throbbing cock from his slippery hand.

Only a few more, I can take a few more. He thought to himself as he waited for the last remains of his almost-orgasm to wash away. His hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead as he prepared to go another round. His shirt had long since been discarded, thrown somewhere on his bedroom floor, showing off his slick torso.

Bucky was so lost in the idea of letting himself get the release he knew he deserved that he didn't hear his roommate's keys jingle in the door, or her shoes being kicked aside. His hands started slowly working himself up again, soft and slow he decided. His cock throbbed in his clammy hand which now had copious amounts of pre cum dripping in between his talented fingers.

James twisted and tugged at his aching length, his toes curling as he felt every past build up to this moment become almost unbearable. He whined as his eyes squeezed shut, throwing his head back on to his pillow. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he whimpered and groaned out as he worked himself to the last edge.

In his mind he was picturing Y/N's perfectly manicured nails, which she had most recently gotten re done in a seductive red. He longed for her to use her delicate hands to work his heavy cock and help him reach his orgasm. He imagined how her dainty fingers would barely fit around his girthy shaft, giving it short experimental tugs before twisting and thrusting her hand over his length like it was what she was born to do.

He worked on doing what he thought she would do, being all slow and sweet with him, taking her sweet sweet time to get used to having his length in her hand. He tugged himself slowly, maintaining a firm grip on his red cock. "Ah, please," He moaned, begging for her and only her.

He imagined how she would make him wait, just as he had done to himself before, then she would work her hands over him faster, moving her other hand to gently fondle his tight balls, squeezing in the sweetest way.

"Ahhhh," he moaned as his thumb rubbed over his leaky tip, giving his cock a few more sensual tugs before he came all over his tummy with heavy squirts. "Mmmm," The feel of hot cum over his abdomen soothed him in a way, relief and immense pleasure washed over him, letting a wave of drowsiness wash over him.

Now, Bucky was usually a very clean man. Tonight however, he didn't get the chance to clean himself up before he was tugging the blankets under his chin and dozing off into the warm abyss of his own personal dreamland.

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[golden-barnes]

Father's day betrayal

Summary: Having a summer barbecue the day before Father's day at Steve's house is nothing new. But things get messy when Bucky's 4-year-old innocently mistakes Sam for Bucky. How will Bucky ever cope with this betrayal? wc: 1.1k Warning: this is just fluff, a bit of fighting with Sam and Bucky because they are little shits. A/N: Based on my little brother doing the same thing because a man had the same pants and shoes as our dad and he couldn't be asked to look up. Something cute for father's day based on my real life. But super sorry for how short and shitty it is.. it's been a while since I've written anything other than and they're roomates.

Bucky loved his little family. His adorable son, who much to your dismay is Bucky’s twin, and his beautiful wife who loves him very much. He finally felt happy. Happiness that he deserved.

This year, Steve held a father’s day eve barbecue, hanging out with all his friends on this warm summer Saturday afternoon. Bucky saw his wife talking to Sarah, laughing while drinking some refreshing lemonade.

His son, who just turned 4, was having a blast playing with Sam’s nephews. They were running around trying not to get touched by the sprinklers Steve set up for the kids to play with. They were giggling and laughing. AJ and Cass were like big brothers to little Theo and god did they love to cause mischief together.

Bucky is observant. It’s a given when you used to be an assassin. But what he didn’t notice was the fact that he and Sam had the same pants and shoes. Which you and Sarah noticed. 

Both dummies decided to wear the same beige pants and black sneakers. On this hot summer day, even Steve, Mister prime and proper, was wearing shorts but Bucky and Sam? Nah they just had to wear pants. You and Sarah were laughing at how similar they are, and if you told them, they would have a fit.

Your son, Theo, knew what his dad was wearing. He laughed at his mom’s jokes that morning about his dad’s clothes. So when he ran to what he presumed were his dad’s legs. Happily hopping to tell his dad about a thing AJ said. He grabbed “his dad’s legs” and mushed his face in it. It was something he was used to and his dad using his super strength and agility would lift his leg.

“Daaaaddddyyyy!” Theo screamed, trying to get who he thought was his dad to do the “cool” leg trick. You noticed your son’s scream and couldn't help but laugh. Theo detached his face from the leg and looked up, just to see his uncle Sam looking down at him, smiling. Theo’s eyes widened and Sam just chuckled. He picked up the kid and swung him around.

But you knew better. Sam was about to turn this peaceful summer barbecue into a war. Just because he loved pushing Bucky’s buttons.

“Awwww little man! Hear that tin man! Your son called me dad!” Sam yelled, still holding on to your son. In fact, almost cradling Theo as if he was about to steal him. Bucky turned around to see Sam’s smug face. 

Sarah and you stood up and walked ever to the boys. 

“Theo, what did you call me?” Theo looked sheepishly at his dad. Sam couldn’t help it. It was like a perfectly wrapped present left on his porch.

“Daddy.” Theo mumbled, Steve was trying hard not to laugh, seeing Bucky’s forehead vein popping. 

“Aww! He’s so cute. Little man wants me to adopt him.” Sam jokes, making Steve laugh because Bucky was seething.

“That isn’t what he said.” Bucky argued. Getting worked up, especially with how comfortable Theo was looking in Sam’s arms.

“He basically implied it. Sarah, you gotta open up a room at the house for our new little guy.” Sam says towards his sister who was cackling at the ridiculousness of the situation.

“Sam, give me my son.” Bucky glared at the man. Sam turned away from Bucky.

“No, and I think you mean my son.” That broke you. The face of betrayal Bucky had the minute you started laughing. Theo started to laugh too, ignoring his dad’s pouty face. 

“Hell, Y/N, you can have a place at my house too.” Sam winked at you, Bucky looked exasperated. 

“That’s it! Give me my son and stop flirting with my wife.” Bucky definitely growled that. To anyone else, that would’ve been scary but for Sam? Oh, that was fucking hilarious. The man just started to laugh, which just annoyed bucky even more.

“Well, wouldn’t I be Sam’s wife if he was Theo’s dad?” You joked, Bucky’s eyes almost popped out of his skull. 

“Et tu, doll?” Bucky whispered at you. Which made everyone laugh, except Theo who was confused about why people were laughing at his dad. He shimmied his way out of Sam’s arms and ran to Bucky, who hugged him really hard and turned away from everyone. You rolled your eyes, already knowing he was gonna be extra when you guys got home.

The entire party went by normally, except for the pouty Bucky who refused to look at his wife and his son. Two little traitors.

Even though Bucky was stronger and more sure of himself, there was still that little bit of insecurity left. Was he a good dad? Would you be happier with Sam? Nah. Bucky shook his head as if he was trying to shake the insecurities out of his head. 

On the way home, Bucky remained silent. What he didn’t know was that you and Theo had the perfect father’s day planned. Maybe today he didn’t appreciate the jokes made today but tomorrow was a new day.

Did Bucky go to sleep pouting? Maybe, he is still a bit salty about the little jokes you made with Sam. You and Theo were his. H-I-S. Was he being petty? Obviously, which was a normal state for Bucky.

Bucky felt something climbing up his bed.

“Wake up Daddy!” Theo yelled and started jumping up and down. You laughed at your son’s attempt to wake up his dad. As if it was gonna be difficult, Bucky is a light sleeper. 

“Happy father’s day, honey!” You said. Bucky faked yawning and grabbed the jumping Theo and smothered him with kisses. 

 “Happy father’s day, daddy!” Theo said in between his giggles. 

You placed on the bed a table with a full spread. Everything Bucky liked for breakfast and more because Bucky loved eating breakfast with his family. 

“Here you go, daddy.” Theo handed him a paper, with a drawing of your little family. Including Alpine who was a bit annoyed because of Theo’s yelling. 

“Oh bud, this is great! Better than Picasso. Look Y/N, our kid is a prodigy.” Bucky exclaims, showing you Theo’s drawings. Bucky sat the drawing down and hugged Theo.

“Love you, daddy. You the bestest daddy in the world!” Theo exclaimed.

“He really is.” You kissed Bucky’s forehead. 

“Even better than Sam?” Bucky asks, which just made you roll your eyes. Of course, he was gonna bring that up.

“Way better than Sam.” Bucky smiled at your statement. 

“That’s what I thought.” He replied, cocky as he could be. Theo was sneaky and tried to eat the slices of plums that were in front of him. You and Bucky caught him and started to laugh. 

“Let’s eat before someone eats all the plums.” Bucky said, grabbing his fork. 

Ignoring yesterday’s betrayal, Bucky had a really great father’s day.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes

[buckys-dollface]

It's 3 am I must be lonely ☾ [B.B]

Pairing: Fuckboy!Roomate!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Actress!Reader

Summary: Your roommate Bucky Barnes, has always been infatuated with you, much to your ignorance. You were his shining star. One drunk voicemail later and it's as if the stars aligned in Bucky's favor.

Warnings: 18+ MDI. Alcohol consumption, drunken confessions, jealous!Bucky, mutual pining, descriptions of sex, unconsental touching

A/N: For @starryevermore 's 3k writing challenge! I'm super proud of u!

Bucky always was a cynic when it came to love. He thought Valentine's Day was for chumps, which is spoken like a true fuckboy he was. He couldn't wrap his mind around a holiday idolizing romance especially when he couldn’t foresee anything beyond a one night stand. Until there was you, of course.

Yeah, yeah. Even Bucky realizes how clique it sounds, but you were the light gleaming in a foggy evening.

His shining star. You were there for him to follow and praise beyond remission. You were an upcoming actress trying to make it big on Broadway. On your way to your inevitable stardom tonight, you were at a cast party for an off off-broadway show you were the lead in over at the theatre on Main and 5th. You were so excited about this opportunity. You always said that every chance you took was one step closer to your dreams.

And Bucky couldn't be prouder of you. He remembered seeing you opening nIght.

What he didn't realize was how hot and heavy the love scene on stage you had was. The rushed movements, the fleeting kisses, oh and your moans? It made Bucky dizzy and his cock hard. Not to anyone else’s knowledge, but it wasn't the first time he had imagined you that way. You and Bucky had been roommates for three years, and throughout college, you had been each other's saving grace through bad breakups, risky hookups, and played each other wingmen from time to time.

So when Bucky realized he was in love with you, it didn't hit him immediately. He went through a long denial period and dwindled down the path of confusion. If you were just roommates why did his gaze linger on you? Why did he search you out in a crowd? Especially when Bucky knew everyone. Why did he find comfort in your laugh and sought out to make sure you were in high spirits?

We're just friends, roommates, that's it. Get together, for God's sake.

He was becoming desperate, and he couldn't continue to push down his emotions like he had done his entire life. When it came to his dad dying, to his sister’s drug addiction, and now inevitably you. He didn't know how to handle these thoughts, as they began to cloud his mind and become all-consuming. You started to dwell in Bucky’s thoughts during his waking hours and soon prevented him from a sound sleep.

You were the focus to all his dreams, especially there you were a leading starlet taking the main stage. It was tantalizing sweet, one moment you were his, whole-heartedly it seemed, the next you were gone without a trace. Bucky couldn’t go through with this much longer. Especially when you seemed none the wise and moved on with life seemingly as if things were normal.

Things were in fact not normal.

Bucky finally after months, decided to confied in his best friend, Steve. Someone needed to know and he sure as hell wasn’t coming to you with all these mixed up emotions.

“I think I love her, Stevie.” Bucky muttered, his gaze averted to the ground. Steve’s eyes widened, he couldn’t believe the words Bucky had uttered. Of course, Steve was beside himself. He never truly envisioned the day he would see his best friend find someone he was truly fond on, especially that person being you.

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“This has gotta be a prank,” Bucky’s eyes met Steve’s and it told him him everything he needed to know. It revealed every secret that Bucky was too scared to admit to Steve or even himself. All in one look for Steve to drink in.

“You really love Y/N, don’t you, punk?” A smirk spread across Steve’s as he began to chuckle. The realization settled admittedly in his bones as he took in a deep breath and released it. “Yeah, I guess I do.”

And there was no taking it back.

That’s what landed him here. You were gone to your cast party, with your buff costar love interest and the more Bucky thought about it, it made his blood boil. He wanted you to be with him. It was Friday night, and usually Fridays were movie night for the both of you. Instead, you were gone and it just brewed the jealousy inside on his soul. He yearned for your presence, for your laugh, for you commentary during the stupid rom-come you’d watch with him. After a fifth of whiskey, Bucky almost felt invincible.

"Uh, hey."

A beat passes, one longer than it should have lingered, the tense air on Bucky's end swells and threatens to swallow him whole.

"I know you're busy. I know you're at your cast party and I know I shouldn't be bothering you-" He can feel his mind race and he paced back forth in his living room. It was as if he was chasing his tail.

"It seems like we haven't seen each other much lately. I just wanted to let you know how special you are to me and how special our time together is."

Bucky could feel himself waning. His palms and hands were becoming sweaty from the anxiety as he was trying to get his words through the other end.

"Let me just cut to the chase." Bucky plopped down on the couch, his hair running through his long locks making them mangled. Then, he noticed a framed photo. He had plenty of them that decorated the apartment featuring Steve, Sam, Nat but more specifically you. This photo was from Bucky's last birthday. You both looked so happy. Like nothing could touch either of you.

"I need you." His tone shifted, became more weak and wilting away his strength.

"I miss your warm smile, your laugh, the way you say my name. You make me want to be a better man even when I don't understand it all. I think I love you, starlight"

Even when he heard the words out loud, as scary as it seemed, it felt right. This was the first time in a long time, he was being vulnerable and real with another human being and he yearned for it to be you as frightening as that was. Even if you rejected him outright, he needed you to know how much he cared for you and much room you filled inside his brain.

"Please call me back. We need to talk."

After that, he hung up the phone without another word. It almost was a little haunting. Was he going to regret this in the morning? Without a doubt. You're Bucky's roommate and with a long-winded voicemail, he just ruined any normal tendencies between the both of them.

*

It had been a little after one when your phone buzzed. You were slightly tipsy and frustrated. You were finally finished with your last show for your debut Broadway show. Well off off Broadway show. You had hopes that maybe, just maybe, this show would be a proper jump off point to your actual big break.

You should be happy, but something felt off.

You went along with the rest of the cast to get drinks after the last round of applause rang out. It should be a celebration but something was missing.

Bucky.

Along with the fact that your sleazy lead co-star couldn't keep his hands off of you. You huffed as you shuffled to grab you phone from your pocket in your seat.

"Sweetheart, we aren't on stage anymore. You can stop." You informed him as his hands slid down your shoulders towards your waist. You could feel them going further and further down as you stood behind you at the bar. You could feel his body heat against you which made you cringe.

"Y/N, what if I can't? What if this show was meant to bring us together?" He whispered in your ear. You could smell the whiskey laced on his breath.

"Let me make myself clear. I'm not interested. I'm an actor. I was playing a part and if you can't distinguish the two, then it ain't it, baby." You announced to him, practically loud enough for your corner of the bar to hear. Snickers reverbrated in response to your outburst, making Chad's mouth go agape. It took no time at all to shove his limp, noodle body out of the way.

"Oh and Chad?" His eyes gleamed up to yours, almost dumbfounded.

"Go fuck yourself."

*

You felt like you played Bucky's voicemail a million times before you got back to your shared apartment. The words Bucky uttered echoed in your mind and almost gave solace as you drove your typical route. You took a deep breath as you grabbed your things and walked up the steps.

Looking back, you think unlocking your door was the hardest part. You weren't sure about what was to come next. You carefully turned your key and opened your door hopefully you wouldn't wake Bucky. He was known to be a light sleeper and would typically sleep on the couch so he wouldn't disturb you while you slept.

"Hiya, starlight." He whispered, his voice sounded almost hoarse. He seemed dazed. You noticed a fifth of Jack Daniel's that was empty and slung on the living room floor and a liter of Jim Bean sitting up on the coffee table half empty.

"Hey Buck." Your eyes finally met his slate grey ones. It was like you were the tides and his eyes were the moon pulling you in. That was cheesy, wasn't it?

Fuck.

"I got your message."

Oh shit.

Bucky barely got any rest between the time he left you that voicemail and right now. He wanted to make sure he was awake when you came home. And if anything sobered him up quicker, it was that last sentence you said to him.

"Yeah?" His voice was so hopeful, if Bucky was more aware, he would realize how embarrassing he sounded.

You couldn't help it. With his lips slightly parted and his eyes mesmerized with your image, it was as if he was truly seeing stars.

He, Bucky Barnes, the once acclaimed fuckboy was lovesick and as much as you wanted to relish in this moment; in the before, you couldn't anymore. Not when you so craved the after.

If you'd blinked, you would have missed it. One moment it was just the tension, solely sulking in the air, then as if you and Bucky could read each other's mind, your lips met as one.

With you, oh you made it worth it.

The kiss was soft and sweet, just like Bucky always remarked about you. He wanted to take his time with you, which is something he never thought he would feel for another person especially in an intimate moment like this one.

You felt your lips moved in sync with his. It was so pure, almost how you imagined your first kiss to go when you were younger. It felt as time had stilled and in this one moment was specifically written for the both of you.

His lips were smooth like butter and the moment Bucky uttered the smallest whimper you were done for. Moments later you both separated from the kiss. You looked into Bucky's eyes and saw a changed man. No seriously. You've never seen him so content over another girl. Bucky loves girls but you always assumed it was more the idea of them. All the baggage that came with them really wasn't his style.

"Ya know after this they'll call me the fuckboy destroyer." You joked as your forehead rested upon each other. Bucky rolled his eyes at your teasing. You always seemed to do that way or another.

"Doll-" He whined.

"Aww c'mon." When your giggles subsided, Bucky took your hands in his.

"See, I never saw myself as the relationship type. Ya know, it seemed too messy, but with you? God, starlight. Everything I said in that voicemail was true. I love you and I might be a little possessive of you."

"Did Chad make you jealous?" You teased as he carded his long locks through his fingers and you began to caress his face. His vision became tunneled and he saw red when he thought of that fucker. Him touching you, caressing you, kissing you. It made him seeth with anger because frankly he was jealous. And even though he may be biased, he thought Chad was undeserving of what you had to offer.

"God, I hate that motherfucker."

"Don't worry about him. Buck. He doesn't compare to you." You offered, almost immediately.

"Oh really?"

"I told him to fuck off tonight, he obviously didn't realize I was in love with someone else."

"Is that so?"

Those words hung in the air as all sound went quiet. Bucky couldn't believe the grin that spread across his face. He would understand if you weren't in love with him yet. He was still figuring all of his feelings out for you but everytime he uttered the words "I love you", it felt right, it felt safe.

"Yeah, also I think the blonde dye he uses has posioned Chad's brain and caused his stupidity." Bucky shook his head and began to laugh alongside you. You truly were a breath of fresh air. His breath of fresh of air.

"I love you, Starlight."

"I love you, Buck."

God, that was going to take some getting used to.

In the best way.

#marvel writing #marvel #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x plus size reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #starryevermore3kwritingchallenge

[caffiend-queen]

Masterlist: Caffiend’s Spooky As Fuck Halloween Recommendation Masterlist

Thirty-one days of Halloween horrors (and whores, I’m looking at you, Ransom!) completed! Please show our Tumblr besties the love they deserve for their hard work!

I’m gathering all my favorite spooky, sexy Halloween reads from my favorite authors here on Tumblr and AO3. All the really genius ones! In one super tasty bundle. Who loves you? Who’s your spooky Mama? Read on for Dark Loki, Dark Steve Rogers, Dark Bucky Barnes, Vampire!Loki, Cult Leader Steve Rogers, Incubus!Loki, the Winter Soldier and more.

1. Rapacity - Vampire Loki

@nildespirandum‘s genius Vampire Loki tale, sexy, scary, angsty as fuck.

2.  Danse Macabre - Scary Prophet Bucky Barnes

@imanuglywombat’s terrifying and sexy Bucky and he’s not wearing anything under that robe...

3.  Run Like Hell - relentless Winter Soldier

@navybrat817′s terrifying and sexy Winter Soldier tell you to run. DO IT.

4.  Come One, Come All. - Dark, terrifying Loki

@lokislastlove sexy, terrifying Funhouse Loki, but it’s not fun for anyone IN his Funhouse. Except for you.

5. Proserpina - Dark, Old God Steve Rogers

@boxofbonesfic and a terrifying descent into an underground prison.

6. Glory, Amen - Old One Steve Rogers

@punemy-spotted and another terrifying descent into Old Ones best forgotten.

7. Destiny - Dark, Sexy, Sadistic Loki

@mdemontespan1667′s sexy, scary Loki. And spiders.

8. 30 Days of Debauchery - kinky sexy as fuck Lokl

@myoxisbroken’s excellent “kink a day” masterpiece

9. Rose Red All Hallow’s Eve - gritty Curtis Everett

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork’s scary-ass ride with Curtis Everett.

10.  A Hex of Infinite Binding - Incubus Loki

@nildespirandum’s sexy as fuck Incubus Loki. In black. Leather. Pants.

11. One, or the Other -  Sir Thomas Sharpe and Vampire Adam, OLLA

@caffiend-queen’s filthy musing of one or both of these men impregnating you.

12. Silver Exposure - Dystopian Avengers featuring Pitch Black Steve and Charcoal Grey Bucky.

@xsapphirescrollsx and her terrifying and extremely vivid tale of what happens when you fuck with time travel.

13. One Fateful Christmas - Andy Barber wants you and He Is Deeply Displeased. Also, a blizzard.

@americasass81 and her jolly little Christmas nightmare (dream come true depending on your point of view.)

14. Made For Me - Spine-tingling terror when you realize the life you planned was not the one you were going to get. Mitigating factor: lots of sex with Bucky.

@saiyanprincessswanie’s tasty, terrifying tale.

15. Honey Trap - Sweet, sexy beekeeper Steve Rogers isn’t the sweet guy everything in your little town thinks he is...

@threeminutesoflife’s dark and deliciously twisted Steve. And a toaster.

16. A Summoning From The Depths - An Incubus!Loki Story

@nildespirandum’s Kinktober offering for Incubus!Loki and Witch Nora. With bonus cloven hooves goodness.

17. Dark Commander - Scary-ass Hydra Captain America

@jtargaryen18′s brilliant tale of who Hydra’s vision of Captain America would be

18.  I Dream at Night I Can Only See Your Face Roomate!Bucky Barnes

@thedarkplume’s dark, tasty tale of cupcakes and unrequited love. Be careful what you ask for...

19. Next Station - dark, ruthless Loki

@the-soulofdevil  a different retelling of what should have happened with Loki on Lamentis.

20. Monstrous - deranged Vampire Loki

@maiden-of-asgard’s terrifying, half-mad Vampire Loki and the Light Elf imprisoned with him.

21.  Can’t Run, Can’t Hide - terrifying Mafia!Bucky

@angrythingstarlight’s dark and sexy tale of what happens when you think you can leave Mafia Bucky.

22.  Concrete Jungle Rapunzel - insidious, dark Bucky

@imanuglywombat’s stark, heartbreaking tale of what it’s like to be loved too much.

23. Landlocked - Dark Andy Barber and a Selkie

@tonarinotogepi’s tale of what happens when Dark Andy Barber captures a Selkie

24,  To Love and To Hold - Sheriff Lee Bodecker and his sweet wife

@sagechanoafterdark How long can you be married to a monster like Lee Bodecker before his evil sinks into you?

25.  Scare Tactics - Delicious Chris Evans distracting you.

Chris Evans, you, a spooky movie and his spectacular sexytime skills, courtesy of @jennmurawski13

26. Wilfords Demands and other Darkish!Curtis fics

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork’s sexy, scary tales of Gladiator, Impregnator Curtis Everett.

27. The Cult - Cult Leader Steve and too-trusting Bucky

@queenoftheworldisdead’s spooky tale of Cult Leader Steve wanting something Bucky has... his new wife.

28.  Murder, He Wrote - sinister as fuck Ransom Drysdale

@what-is-your-plan-today’s terrifying tale of a celebrity haunted mansion and the reporter sent to cover it.

29. Perfection - emotionally torn and hot as balls Sir William Sharpe

@nildespirandum’s epic tale of pain, longing, loss, genuine terror and the power of love.

30. Wet - shamelessly delicious Jonathan Pine

@devikafernando​’s decisive and shameless Jonathan Pine knows exactly how to get you wet. 

31. Pain - pitch black Loki

Minnie Rose shows just how angry Loki can be after escaping the clutches of Thanos. And you’re right there to lavish the wildly complicated upon your helpless body.

#Caffiend's Supremely Spooky As Fuck Halloween Reading #Halloween scary sexy story suggestions #Dark Loki #Vampire Loki #Winter Soldier #AU Dark Bucky Barnes #Old God Steve Rogers

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

Here's the first rec list of 2023!! 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.

Happy reading 🔥

Bucky Barnes ✨

Cordially invited by @navybrat817

Modern Knight!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Female Reader

Dress you up in my love by @jobean12-blog

Bucky x reader

Thin ice by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker!Bucky x Reader

Adventures in babysitting by @navybrat817

Florist!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Relax by @kinanabinks

Nerd!Frat!Bucky x Reader

There's really a wolf by @flordeamatista

DBF!Mafia Bucky Barnes x Mafia!Princess Reader

Ravenous by @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Good peach by @wndalovebot

bucky barnes x afab!reader

Picture perfect by @angrythingstarlight

Mafia!Bucky Barnes x reader

Peaches and cream by @angrythingstarlight

Baker!Bucky

Covet by @labella420

Dark!Mob! Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Vodka on the rocks by @kinanabinks

Bestfriend!Bucky f!reader

A little help by @mavsstar

DBF!Roomate!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Forever by @callingsergeantbarnes

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader 

Eddie Munson ✨

Chefs kiss by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader

She drives me crazy by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader

Made for lovin' you by @beefybuckrrito

Eddie Munson x fem!reader (any race)

One hot ticket by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader

Steve Rogers ✨

Wicked games by @honeystevie

Steve Rogers x Asian!reader

Tonight by @springdandelixn

Husband!Steve x Fem!Reader

Run rabbit run / trapped in a tangled web / mistaken identity by @dreamlessinparis

Dark!Steve x F!Reader

Colin Shea ✨

Maybe in the meantime by @rebel-stardust

Colin Shea x female reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Good for you by @flordeamatista

DBF!Ari Levinson x Reader

Little fears by @onsunnyside

Biker!Ari Levinson x naive!reader (biker x baker au)

Solve the riddle by @geminixevans-stan

Retired Pornstar!Ari Levinson x Black!Reader

Our last summer by @summerofsnowflakes

DBF!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader

Steve Harrington ✨

Unearned confidence by @sharpsapphic666

Steve Harrington x reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

Pressure by @thornsnvultures

lee bodecker x plus size!fem!reader

Andy Barber ✨

Marked with my initial by @frostironfudge

Incubus!Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Sam Wilson ✨

Love you in a thousand ways by @targaryenvampireslayer

Sam Wilson x female reader

Multiple characters ✨

Late night visitor by @dreamlessinparis

Mob!Destroyer!Chris x F!Reader x Mob!Bucky, Lee Bodecker x F!Reader (established couple, married)

The chase by @targaryenvampireslayer

Dark!alpha!Sam Wilson x female!omega reader x dark!alpha!Bucky Barnes

Three's a party by @traitorjoelite

stucky x reader

#fic rec #january fic rec #bucky barnes #eddie munson #steve rogers #colin shea #ari levinson #steve harrington #lee bodecker #andy barber #sam wilson #destroyer!chris

[sunnydaisy1]

Steve drabbles (1) -sorority girls-

STEVE ROGERS X F!READER

A/N: I’m kind of loving the idea of loads of steve drabbles in like one college au type thing- idk why but college!steve just makes me die. I also have not posted any work for literally almost 2 years lol. 

Summary: Nat has persuaded you to get Steve to convince some sorority girls to help with the art department bakesale (warnings: objectifying men lol)

You look down at your phone as you walk past the athletics centre, the time reading 7.47 am, and roll your eyes, mumbling frustrations at the godforsaken early hour, wishing you had grabbed a coffee before leaving.

Nat owed you big time for this and she can bet you’d be cashing in on that coffee later from her in the largest size possible.

She had come to you a week ago, asking for help over recruiting more people to help with the bake sale the art department was running.

She’d already managed to convince Bucky, Sam and Steve to sign up, a surprisingly easy task after trading them a burrito each from Taco Bell. Wanda and yourself were already a given, the 3 of you having been roomates for over 2 years.

Then, a day ago she had burst into your room, throwing herself dramatically on your bed, medical textbooks lying scattered around her head and lamented about the bake sale still being majorly understaffed- not a surprising turn of events since the art department consisted of about 5 senior students. She had then somehow concocted a plan to get some sorority girls to help, convincing you to talk Steve into persuading the girls who always do yoga near the sports track to help. She’d stated ‘one quick flash of those abs and pearly whites and they’ll be lapping out of his hand’.

You knew she was right- Steve’s adonis physique and glowing personality meant he was a bit of a god to the girls on campus. You had then complained about why you had to be the one to do it, and why Nat couldn't ask Steve herself. She had simply shot you a slightly menacingly mischievous grin and patted your head as you frowned at her, “Because dear y/n, Steve is like a lost puppy that would simply follow you to the ends of this earth.”

That was why you were trekking through the athletic grounds at a miserable time, hands pulled up into your sweatshirt sleeves. You rounded the corner and into the field where the track was located, knowing Steve had texted you he’d be here doing his morning training. You spotted him across on the other side, sporting a grey sports shirt and black shorts. How he had the energy every morning to put himself through this torture you didn’t know.

You walked to the brick building a little further along where Steve had dumped his stuff and put your hand above your eyes so you could scan the rest of the track, locating the group of lululemon clad sorority girls with their yoga mats spread out.

Steve soon slowed down beside you and you handed him his water bottle, “Morning Steve.”

He grinned before squirting some water into his mouth. “Morning y/n.” You tried to hold onto the annoyance surrounding the abandoning of your warm comfy duvet but felt it dissipate as his blue eyes met yours.

“Okay so clarify this to me again” he started, “you want me to go and flirt with the sorority girls to convince them to do Natasha’s bakesale?” The tone of his voice was laced with doubt, and you squinted up at him. “Yes. Well not me, Nat. According to her they'll be indefensible against your charm.” You held up air quotes around the last part and Steve's grin got even bigger.

“Okay, fair.” He paused for a second, eyes flicking over to the target before looking down at himself, “Are you sure I shouldn't change, I’m a little gross right now.”

“Adds to the charm.” You stated, patting Steve's upper arm and hating how you acknowledged the hardness of it. Steve's lips twitched with amusement at your comment, placing his water back in his bag. “Okay then.”

You rolled your eyes at him, “When you get over there just like lift your shirt up or something and wipe your face with it. Flex a bicep here or there and we’ll be all set.” Steve watched you with a grin and crossed his arms over his chest, “I know how to flirt y/n.”

“I'm sure you do Stevie just tips ya know, I've seen the way Bucky flirts sometimes.” You say, shrugging in a faux nonchalantly manner.

Steve gives you a look before his eyes flick to something beside your head. You furrow your brow as his hand reaches up and he takes a step forward, a waft of musky sandalwood drifting over you. He pulls something out of your hair and tucks it behind your ear, looking straight into your eyes.

Your heart has picked up to a million miles a minute, a familiar feeling around Steve. His eyes have a sort of twinkle to them and he winks, leaning back and stretching up, linking his hands above his head, “you had something in your hair.” he simply states and you feel your eyes flick down to the strip of skin Steve has exposed from his shirt riding up, the god like abs Nat was talking about peeking from underneath and you swear you see them flex slightly before you rip your eyes back to Steve's face. He had a triumphantly smug look and you feel your face redden further as you realise what he's done and give him a shove, “I hate you.”

Steve chuckles and shoots you another heart wrenchingly gorgeous smile, not helping your flustered state to decrease. “No you don't. Anyway, why do I have to be the one to do this? Why can't you ask them?”

“Objectifying men.” You beam up at him and he wrinkles his nose.

He rolls his eyes and sighs, starting to walk away from you cheekily saluting “You're lucky I'd do anything for you.”

Your stomach lurches at his statement, the words echoing Nat's previous comment and making your heart ache just a little more.

Steve does a few jumping jacks before jogging over to the girls. You roll your eyes at his actions, squinting as you watch him. The girls instantly perk up at they spot him and a few adjust their sports bras and leggings. You snort at that and observe as Steve talks to them, moving his hands around a bit. The girls are all nodding their heads and giggling, making your brow crease a little and stomach sink slightly.

Then, you watch closely as he pulls the trick you said, lifting his shirt up to wipe his face and you swear you can feel the pheromones euxding from the girls as he does so. You squint as a brunette places her hand on Steve’s bicep and he throws his head back with laughter, clutching his chest. Your mouth downturns slightly, and you pull your eyes away from the scene to look at the notification from Nat.

Nat: hope your enjoying oggling steve ;))

You huff and start furiously typing, conveying to Nat how dearly she owed you for this. A shadow comes over your phone and you look up, Steve picking his bag up.

“They agreed to do it and said they’d bake some bits to bring.” He states with a slight frown.

“A job well done.” You say, patting him on his shoulder as he walks with you out of the athletic field.

“I feel dirty.” He grumbles, “like a piece of meat.”

You laugh at that and he watches you with a slight smile twitching on his lips “Time for coffee?” He asks, pulling out his own phone, eyes focused on his screen as you look at him.

“Fuck yes,” You say, “we can even get a juice for you.” Steve grins as that, nudging your arm with his.

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