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pandagirl45 · 6 days

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Clint: you and bucky are tucky or bony

Tony:...why did you have to say that

Bucky: then you and Sam are sint or cam

Clint: *critical damage*

Steve: *thinks stodey or rove* I like rove

Everyone: *stares*

Bruce: thruce, sounds like truce is what our enemies should think about next time

Tony: Jesus brucie

Thor: my love is sleepy but I do like thruce. Bhor sounds to similar to another family member

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firstelevens · 1 year

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ok definitely sighing at myself this time, sambucky, NOT the hands one, the one about waking up in the morning you're welcome

19. the way you sound in the morning

(now on AO3)

Bucky is on his second cup of coffee and three chapters into The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy when Sam finally stirs beside him, mumbling something unintelligible into the pillow before blearily opening one eye.

He immediately shuts it again. “S’too bright,” he says, turning his face back into the pillow. “Why?”

“Well, there’s this big star in the sky called the sun…” Bucky starts, and breaks off laughing as Sam shoves his thigh.

He covers Sam’s hand with his own and answers the question that he was actually asking. “I turned off your alarm. You got flung into the side of a spaceship yesterday; I figured you could stand to skip your morning run just this once.”

He hears Sam huff into the pillow before turning his head again, squinting against the light. “Betty,” he says through a yawn. “The- the thing. The jam.”

“I called Miss Betty, who called Miss Harriet, who called her nephew. It’s already been dropped off.”

Sam relaxes a little, slumping back against the pillow. Bucky picks up his coffee again and turns back to his book, trying hard not to smile when Sam makes a little noise of confusion as Bucky’s hand moves away from his.

He’d be hard pressed to choose, but if he had to pick, he thinks this might be his favorite version of Sam. The rest of the world gets Captain America, upstanding and decisive and always moving; friends and family get Sam Wilson, warm and silly and ready with a listening ear or a helping hand. Bucky’s the only one who gets to see this Sam, and that, too, only on the rare slow morning when the world hasn’t beaten down their door for one reason or another.

It’s a familiar enough routine. Bucky stays where he is, head bowed over his book, rereading the same sentence over and over until the mattress jostles as Sam sits up. Half a moment later, there’s warmth at his back and arms around his waist, Sam’s forehead pressed into the crook of his neck.

He doesn’t say anything, just wordlessly grumbles into Bucky’s t-shirt. It will never stop being funny to Bucky that–for all his pre-dawn exercise routines and chipper 7 AM briefings at the Compound–Sam is emphatically not a morning person. (It will also never stop making Bucky’s stupid heart stutter a little that Sam is comfortable enough to not-be-a-morning-person around him, but he’s learned to expect that by now.)

“You can go back to sleep if you want,” he murmurs, turning a page he definitely didn’t read. “AJ’s game isn’t until four.”

Sam shakes his head against Bucky’s shoulder. “I’m awake,” he says, his voice still a little rough with sleep. “I’m up.”

Bucky snorts. “Sure you are, sweetheart.”

Even half-asleep, Sam is still a menace: he retaliates with a nip to Bucky’s jaw and almost makes him spill his coffee.

As Bucky yelps and sets the mug on the nightstand, he feels rather than hears Sam let out a quiet laugh. He’s loose-limbed against Bucky’s back, none of the usual weight sitting on his shoulders, and Bucky wonders if he could get away with turning off Sam’s alarm a little more often.

“You’re lucky that wasn’t my first cup,” he says, nudging Sam’s side.

“You’d forgive me if it was,” says Sam. He punctuates it with a kiss, right over where the line of his shoulder meets the vibranium, and Bucky is inclined to agree. There’s still a touch of that sleepy growl coloring his voice when he asks, “Long night?”

Bucky shrugs the shoulder that Sam hasn’t staked a claim on. “It was fine. Alpine kept me company; we watched cartoons.”

It’s a mark of how far they’ve come that Sam just hums in acknowledgment. “Bet she was thrilled,” he says. “Your undivided attention? For hours on end? It’s all she could ever want.”

“Strong words, from a man who basically slapped away my coffee cup because I stopped holding his hand.”

All at once, Sam seems to come awake. One second, he’s mumbling sleepily into Bucky’s shirt, the next second he’s tackling him to the bed, a full smirk on his face as he pins Bucky in place.

“Next time,” he says, plucking Hitchhiker’s Guide from Bucky’s hands, “try to make sure that the book you’re baiting me with is right side up.”

Bucky feels a flush creep up his neck, but at this point, it’s hard to tell whether that’s from embarrassment or the way Sam is looking at him, laughter and heat and tenderness all tangled together.

He grins back unapologetically. “Still worked.”

That would be Sam’s cue to kiss him, but instead he hesitates, looks from the book in his hand to Bucky and back. “Am I going to lose your place in this if I throw it?”

Bucky grabs the book and flings it somewhere behind him. He’s still laughing when he finally pulls Sam down for a kiss.

#I don't know what happened here y'all I blacked out and this appeared #sambucky #zainab does ask meme things #this is me practicing the theory of 'if it sucks hit da bricks' by abandoning the prompt that was giving me trouble in favor of this #my fic #Sam x Bucky #philtstone #phil I know this is not ur flavor at all and I do apologize for that #taylor swift prompt fics

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findroleplay · 5 months

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I only RP on Discord. 21+ peas and ques.

About me: Izzy, She/they, 23 I'm looking for people who can write 2-5 paragraphs using functional grammar. I'm not looking for perfect I just gotta know what you're saying. I only write in the third person and ask that you do the same when writing with me. I work full-time in the school system (yikes I know) and I'm also a college student (double yikes) SO response times may vary. I try to respond daily but sometimes life gets extra lifey and it's once a week. Please do not bug me for responses that being said I am more than happy to have some OOC chit-chat in the meantime. In fact, I love OOC chit-chatting with my RP buddies. Tell me about the books your reading, yummy food, movies or tv shows you're watching. Rec some music. Share the cute fur babies. Seriously I love it and totally do think of my RP partners as friends. By all means, if this isn't your thing tell me to piss off. That's fine. OK Back on track. Plots: I love to write romance, slice of life, action, mystery, adventure, hurt/comfort, crack, fluff, angst, spice. Like all of the things blended into one. I like to have a dynamic plot loosely figured out and then just continue to build on it as we develop characters and their dynamics. I write both OCxCC and CCxCC NO OCXOC sorry! Fandoms I write for are:

Marvel (MCU and Comics): I’m open to OCxCC, CCxCC, ABO, and Poly in this one I love world-building and meshing MCU canon with comic Canon and our own idea’s as well. If we’re doing CCXCC I do have a preference of M/M pairings but I am open to some M/F and F/F and other paring combinations.

Harry Potter (Marauders Era after graduation only): I’m open OCxCC and CCXCC I adore world-building for this one and bending Canon to fit our liking. I do also prefer to have multiple characters and moving parts in these plots in the background.

Criminal Minds: I’m open OCxCC, CCXCC. ABO and Poly ship here as well. I like to have a nice blend of slice of life and other things with a little bit of casework. Basically the reverse to what the show gave us.

Supernatural: I’m just looking for OCxCC here uhmm it’s been a hot minute since I’ve roleplayed this fandom. I think I’ve seen up to season ten for sure? I am planning on finishing it soon. I think my OC would pair up nicely with Dean or Cas but I’m open to your suggestions as well.

Some other less common fandoms I write are: WWE Yellowstone 911 Lonestar LOTR/Hobbit Almighty Johnsons

Marvel Ships Storm/T'challa Steve Rogers/Wolverine S teve Rogers/Tony Stark Steve Rogers/Clint Barton Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter Steve Rogers/Natasha Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson Sam Wilson/ Rhodey Sam Wilson/Clint Barton Sam Wilson/Monica Rambue Sam Wilson/ Bucky Barnes Sam Wilson/ T'challa Sam Wilson/Natasha Natasha/Tony Stark Natasha/Matt Murdock Natasha/Bucky Barnes Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton Clint Barton/Bobbi Morse Clint Barton/ Thor Clint Barton/ Phil Coulson Clint Barton/Scott Lang Clint Barton/ Matt Murdock Clint Barton/ Jessica Drew Clint Barton/ Tony Stark Tony/Rhodey Rhodey/Carol Danvers T'Challa/Okoye Okoye/M'baku Polyvengers Criminal Minds Ships Hotch/Emily Hotch/Rossi Hotch/Morgan Morgan/Garcia Morgan/Emily Morgan/Reid Reid/Emily Reid/Rossi Reid/Luke Emily/Tara Emily/Rossi Harry Potter Ships Remus/Sirius James/Lily Remus/Dorcas Meadows Sirius/ Marlene McKinnon Bill/Flure Alice/Frank Longbottom Charlie/Tonks Bill/Tonks Remus/Tonks Crossovers I would be interested in writing. Marvel/Criminal Minds Marvel/Hobbit Marvel/Supernatural Criminal Minds/911 Lonestar Criminal Minds/WWE Other Fun stuff to know I love making playlists, mood boards, Pinterest boards, and just all of the things for RP's, ships, and characters. I'm a menace honestly. If you'd like feel free to message me here or on Discord. Discord: noneherself

#rp #roleplay #marvel rp #harry potter rp #criminal minds rp

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peachiemallows · 2 years

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🎬📺 Share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order 🎮🃏 Then send this to 10 people (anon or not, your choice)

WAAAAAAAA ILYSM BABY

This was real hard, but it was really fun to do, thank you wifey!

Go check out my wifey's blog go go go do it right now she is literally so amazing and funny and she reblogs all the best stuff <3

(Ilysm wifey kiss kiss lemme smooch)

Okay okay okay so here's my list.

AhEm-

Dick Grayson / Nightwing

(DC)

(my beloved menace smhsmh pretty boy)

I personally don't like the Titans show too much because it's... I don't know, I just don't vibe with it and I can't see shit in the darkness, ever. :(

Dickie in the comics is just... so pretty. Such a good boi. A sweet man. I want to smash him but I also kinda want to be like him.

Tenko Shimura

(My Hero Academia)

Literally I want to just give him a kiss :(

Like. His backstory just reminds me of myself;; I wish I could comfort him and give him chapstick.

(gif credit to GlitchHopp on DeviantArt)

Lucifer

(Sandman)

Literally I want them to step on me so bad it's fucking insane-

In all seriousness though, I love Gwendoline's portrayal of Lucifer and the vibes they give off. I really wanna see more of them someday.

Ghost / The Knight

(Hollow Knight)

look at my tiny child. look at them. i would hug them but that would probably squish n smoosh them ;(

Fire Emblem / Nathan Seymour

(Tiger and Bunny)

"They say a man is made of courage, and a woman is made of love. So what does that mean for people who are both? We are invincible!"

Just for that quote, they're going on this list.

I love them. I want to be like them so bad. They're my hero and there should be more characters like him honestly :')

Sam Wilson / Captain America

(Marvel)

My Captain! :D

One of the best written characters in the MCU. FatWS was the best Marvel show, really. It made me think, a lot.

Sam is my favorite Marvel character just for being himself, I love him so much. So much, no matter in the simp way or not.

Nacho Varga

(Better Call Saul)

Look at the precious boy :(

He deserved so much better. Like, shit, man. Everything went so wrong so fast, I barely processed it at first when The Thing happened ;;;;

Anyway watch Breaking Bad and Better Call Saul, I promise they're good. The writing is amazing and all the subtle hints and references and foreshadowing is just.. Genius. Every little detail has a meaning and it's so good.

Adrian "Alucard" Tepes

(Castlevania)

Look at the precious boy. Look at him. He deserved better. :(

I can kind of relate to him, ever so slightly. He's just... So sad, and often so lonely. I wish I could hold him.

(also sis drop that hair care routine holy shit)

Michael

(The Good Place)

I literally love him so much (not in the simp way). I still need to finish The Good Place, but God. I love everything about Michael. The way he's written, the way his character grows, his portrayal, everything.

I want him to be my dad.

Kimiko Miyashiro

(The Boys)

Listen I am just a useless pansexual okay. I don't ever have like a coherent comment. Look at her. Look at her smile. I want to kiss her so bad. I am but a useless gay. I am but a simp. Please. God I have such a crush on her.

Honorary mentions

Yuri Petrov (Tiger and Bunny)

Abner Krill / Polka-Dot Man (DC)

Desire (Sandman)

Wanda Maximoff (Marvel)

Joe (Sk8 the Infinity)

Ollie Ramses (Dislyte)

Gustavo Fring (Breaking Bad)

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ao3feed-stony · 1 year

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Как очаровать охотников на ведьм

by Sayhizu

— Железному человеку нравится это место? — прошипел Стив Баки, своему вековому напарнику в охоте на ведьм и партнеру во всем, кром�� официального наименования, — тут используют магию на людях. Что являлось незаконным по отношению к ведьминско-человеческому соглашению. Тому самому соглашению, обеспечивать соблюдение которого было их работой. Роджерсу бы не хотелось закрывать любимый бар Железного человека. Во-первых, вероятность начать встречаться с ним тогда стала бы сильно меньше. А во-вторых, тогда они не смогут соблазнить горячего бармена — Тони — и переспать с ним, если тот будет в тюрьме.

Words: 5382, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Русский

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), The Last Witch Hunter (2015)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Established Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Bar/Pub, Alternate Universe - Magic, Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Alternate Universe - Supernatural Hunters, The Last Witch Hunter AU, Identity Porn, Secret Identity, Magic, Magic-Users, Witches, Spells & Enchantments, Witch Tony Stark, Witch Hunter Steve Rogers, Witch Hunter Bucky Barnes, Flirting, Misunderstandings, Getting Together, Bartenders, Alcohol, Drinking, Tony Being Tony, Bucky Barnes is a menace, Innuendo, Fluff, Polyamory

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/43833070

#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #iron man #captain america #fan fiction #ao3 stony feed #stony fan

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stony-ao3-feed · 1 year

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Как очаровать охотников на ведьм

Read it on AO3

by Sayhizu

— Железному человеку нравится это место? — прошипел Стив Баки, своему вековому напарнику в охоте на ведьм и партнеру во всем, кроме официального наименования, — тут используют магию на людях. Что являлось незаконным по отношению к ведьминско-человеческому соглашению. Тому самому соглашению, обеспечивать соблюдение которого было их работой. Роджерсу бы не хотелось закрывать любимый бар Железного человека. Во-первых, вероятность начать встречаться с ним тогда стала бы сильно меньше. А во-вторых, тогда они не смогут соблазнить горячего бармена — Тони — и переспать с ним, если тот будет в тюрьме.

Words: 5382, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Русский

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), The Last Witch Hunter (2015)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Read it on AO3

#stony #fanfiction #ao3feed #superhusbands #stevetony

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ao3feed-stevebucky · 1 year

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Как очаровать охотников на ведьм

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/dJS0viY

by Sayhizu

Words: 5382, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Русский

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), The Last Witch Hunter (2015)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/dJS0viY

#ao3feed #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #stucky #steve/bucky #stevexbucky #fanfic

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sebystann · 2 years

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BUCKY BARNES FIC RIC

Series Edition

Below is a list of some of my all-time favorite series I've come across. These authors are amazing writer and their stories are out of this world good. Enjoy reading and give these writers some love!!!

WARNING SOME CONTENT MAY CONTAIN MATURE THEMES 18+ ONLY PLEASE!!

♡Take It Back by @alandoflimbo

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: About five years ago, a one night stand with Y/N tore Bucky’s life apart. It was also the night before his wedding. Now he’s married to her sister and she needs a place to stay.

My Input: Take It Back has been a go-to of mine for a while, I just keep going back and re-reading it. I'm a sucker for angst and this series is full of it! Check it out trust me it won't disappoint. (WARNING MATURE READERS ONLY 18+)

♡ Ashen by @alandoflimbo

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: She falls in love with Bucky Barnes from the moment she sees him. Bucky, still in love with a woman from his past, hates Y/N and plans to make her life miserable. To both their dismay, they are assigned together to go undercover into The Capitol for six months. There, they develop a heartbreaking friend with benefits agreement. Modern AU. Dystopian. Some toxic relationship elements that could be triggering. Very sexual. Rated M.

My Input: Ashen has you on the edge of your seat the whole time! I mean the whole post-apocalyptic world and Bucky being a total ass what more could you ask for? Also, there is so much angst. (WARNING MATURE READERS ONLY 18+)

♡ For The Love Of The Game by @pellucid-constellations

Pairing: College Athlete!Bucky x Reader

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.

My Input: Something about the thought of Bucky in a baseball uniform has me craving more of this type of Bucky. I couldn't stop reading this, I literally spent the whole day reading this the other day.

♡ Ladykiller by @mymoonagedaydream

Pairing: College/Biker!Bucky x y/n

Summary: By now you were pretty skilled at recognising players, but for some reason you just couldn’t fucking stay away from them.

My Input: I mean what more do I need to say, BIKER BUCKY!!! Trust me this whole series is amazing!!

♡ Only the Good Die Young by @mymoonagedaydream

Biker!Bucky x y/n

Summary: Coming home from college for the summer, you expected your days to be spent reading in your bedroom and sitting through tense to family dinners- but an old acquaintance had something else in mind for you.

My Input: My obsession with Biker Bucky is unhealthy I know okay but please check this one out! I promise you this one won't disappoint! One of my top favorite series as of right now!

♡ StarkHub.Com by @hailmary-yramliah

Pornstar!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: StarkHub is one of the biggest sex video providers and when you come across an ad for a cast call, you initially sign up. What you didn’t know was that this job was going to change you and your love life in unsuspecting ways...

My Input: SPICY SPICY!! BABY IF YOU AREN'T 18+ PLEASE DON'T CLICK THE LINK!! THIS CONTENT ISN'T FOR MINORS!

♡ A Taste for Older Men by @seventven

pairing: dbf!bucky x reader

summary: y/n is moving back in with her parents after breaking up with her college boyfriend. due to an emergency at work, y/n's dad is unable to pick her up and sends his friend bucky in his stead. to bucky’s surprise, y/n is no longer the innocent girl he remembers from years back.

My Input: This series has me hooked from the very start. It's SPICY in all the right ways!!! AGAIN PLEASE 18+ ONLY! MATURE CONTENT!

♡ Peaches by @buckycuddlebuddy

pairing ─ dadsbestfriend!bucky barnes x reader [steve rogers x sam wilson (background)]

summary ─ what they were doing was wrong, both of them knew that. it had to be kept as a secret. not everyone would understand what they have, she knew that much. they’d look at them and see an older man misleading a girl so much younger than him. it wasn’t the thing, though. that had never been the thing. it wasn’t misleading, taking advantage ─whatever they called their situation. it was love. forbidden, not-society-friendly, but love.

My Input: Something about hooking up with your dad's best friend sounds so thrilling. This series right here is soooo good. I loved every single moment of it so far. 18+ ONLY!!

♡ Beautiful Mess by @blanketbarnes

pairing: mob!bucky barnes x reader

summary: your doctor accidentally inseminates you with the sperm of the city's biggest mob boss, James Buchanan Barnes. (Jane the Virgin AU)

My Input: Okay so I love this series because it's a little bit of everything you'd want in a romance.

Below is some of my work! Sorry, I'm self-promoting but I am proud of my work too!!

♡ Past (ONGOING)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Description: Watching the love of your life find love and happiness in someone new isn’t something anyone wants to experience. Seeing him made you reflect on the old memories the two of you shared.

♡ Toxic (ONGOING)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Description: Summary: … Even though we was toxic I still loved you. 18+ ONLY!!

♡ Strange (ONGOING)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Description: You’re not in love with me. You’re in love with her. (Mini-Series)

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pandagirl45 · 9 months

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Sam: so... Bruce how smart is hulk

Bruce: *grabs a pencil and paper* *writes a problem*

[His hands goes dark green]

Bruce: go ahead hulk

Sam:...0-0 no the fuck way

Bruce: you assumed as I did before, but hulk is hyper intelligent, he just isn't a show off

Sam:...I need to re-evaluate *walks away*

#little shit bruce banner #bruce and hulk becoming even bigger menaces to society after bruce marries thor #smart hulk #hulk is a little shit #hulk showing the brain muscle #sam being stood corrected #sam wilson #bruce accepting hulk over time

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stargirlfics · 3 years

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A thot. Five am you're still awake trying to finish but you can't , neighbor!Sam who is running by your house for his morning workout hears you. 👀

I’m obsessed with this idea oh my gosh! Hope you don’t mind if I expand on it a bit!

Sam Wilson is the kind of guy that can always make you feel special and being your neighbor and all sometimes he’d stop by your place to say hi

Not that you were super close but you know each other, he’s helped you move a few heavy pieces of furniture from time to time, given you gardening tips, helped you fix the hole in your porch stairs that one time

You’re acquainted let’s just say that, and maybe there was one time you almost kissed on the porch when he saw you watering your plants and struck up a conversation but that’s besides the point

Today, Sam heard some noises as he was running past your house and thought it was odd, you weren’t ever awake this early when he went on runs

The window to your bedroom was open just slightly from what he could see from the side of your house and as he stopped to listen for more sounds…he put it together

Sounds like you were having a real good time given the buzzing sound and your obvious whimpers

Poor thing, Sam thought

God how he wanted to give you a hand, put that toy to shame to be exact, make you feel so good you have him coming round every day

Sam couldn’t tell you how often he fantasized about you, about getting to touch you and please you, he’d die a happy man if he ever got the chance

Something was telling him to knock on your door, he knew there was chemistry between you, hell you’d been the one that had leaned in first in your almost-kiss, maybe he just needed to be bold

And so he was, patiently waiting on your porch, body leaned against your doorway, nerves going wild until you opened your door and he smirked at the way your chest rose heavily

“Sam?! What are you-…”

“If you need a hand with that I’m here you know, you can call me anytime you need to finish, darlin.”

Five minutes later Sam had you sprawled on all fours, his face between your thighs, tongue licking feverishly at your center while his hands kept your ass up in the air where he wanted

No fuckin way this was your life right now

You had to be dreaming but you wanted to stay in this dream for as long as possible

“Look at you, there you go. Push back on my fingers, go on. They’re so much bigger than yours, huh.”

What a menace

This was so much better than going at it alone like you had been all night

Sometimes you just needed a big, strong, handsome man to come help you out

He was leaving wet kisses along your ass as he worked two of his fingers into your pussy, his other hand snaking around to rub your clit

And you…well you were gone from the world with so much pleasure, your moans and whimpers muffled against the sheets as you let your body move as it wanted

“Please oh my god!”

“Gonna cum already? That’s cute, baby.”

You would have told him to fuck off but he chose that very second to get his mouth back onto you, matching the rhythm of your hips perfectly and the words died in your throat

It didn’t help when you opened your eyes and looked around to see him stroking his dick, the sight of it was what sent you right over the edge

He was huge and your brain couldn’t do much but short circuit

He knew how to use his hands and his mouth and you had no intentions of letting him leave until you figured out how he could fuck

And Sam had every intention of showing you just how much good he could bring to your life

It’s a good thing you were neighbors!

#sam wilson x black reader #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson x woc #sam wilson smut #sam wilson headcanons

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ramp-it-up · 3 years

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Homecoming

Shield High School FACULTY AU

Pairing: Teacher! Bucky x Reader; Teacher!Avengers x Reader

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Language, SMUT, mutual pining, angst, jealousy, Loki being Loki, Thor being oblivious, horny Bucky, masturbation, explicit fantasy, daddy kink, fingering, manual sex, sexually charged language, semi-public sexual act.

A/N: This comes right after Newbie. I hope you like this. I got a few requests to be tagged, so if I missed you, just drop me a line.

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Steve, Bucky and Sam watched as you filled your coffee cup and waved at them before you hurried to your classroom.

You couldn’t hang out in the lounge this morning because you had a zoom meeting with a parent.

“She probably didn’t eat a good breakfast this morning either…”

Bucky grumbled as he watched you leave.

He turned back to his friends who were smirking at each other over their coffee.

“You got a banana that she could devour?”

Bucky flipped Sam off and got up to refill his cup. In the first four weeks of school, you had become their fourth musketeer, filling the void unexpectedly.

No one would ever replace T’Challa, in anyone’s heart, but you were a breath of fresh air, and just like one of the guys; the homie.

To Steve and Sam.

For Bucky, it was complicated.

“I’m so sick of you pining over Yourname. When are you going to make your move?”

Bucky just stared at Sam.

“Who says I wanna make a move? She’s a friend.”

“Well, if you don’t make a move, someone else will. She’s hot.”

Steve gave Bucky a sideye as he said it.

“If you’re not interested, I might try to shoot my….”

“I’d fucking break your stupid fucking face.”

Bucky threatened Steve calmly as he sipped his coffee, blue eyes gone dark and aimed at his friend while his left, metal hand curled into a fist. The threat was low, but menacing.

Steve and Sam were silent, then Sam groaned and reached for his wallet while Steve slapped the table.

“I told you! Fuck you. Pay me Sam!”

Steve was grinning at his intuitiveness.

Loren Olsen walked into the room, and caught the tail end of the conversation.

“I didn’t think you were the kind of man to pay for it Wilson, but sex work is work. Good for you Steve, for requesting adequate compensation for your skills.”

It was obvious that he amused himself because of the lopsided grin on his face.

The three men just stared at him coldly, not reacting to his idea of a joke.

Olsen cleared his throat.

“Where is Ms. Reader? I have some books that will aid her in her instruction.”

Bucky looked at Olsen’s pale hands and saw a couple of literature books. He reached out his hand.

“I’ll take them to her. No need for you to go all the way across the building.”

Loren smirked.

“Oh yes. It is interesting how she got the room right next to yours, T’Challa’s old room, is it?”

Bucky and he held a staring match.

“Yes, it would have made more sense for hers to be right next to mine instead of that insufferable little nuisance Parker.”

Bucky took another sip of coffee and shrugged.

“For all his bluster, Fury is a smart instructional leader. Steve’s room is on the other side of hers. Makes sense for US History and American Lit classes to be near each other. You know, cross-curricular instruction? It will help the kids on their AP tests.”

“Yes, I’m sure that’s why that happened. And you and Steve enjoy having her between you two, I bet. But that leaves your darling Sam out...”

He was trying to insult them, but the tone of his voice was a little too teling.

“I’m right across the hallway, so I get mine.”

Sam grinned at Olsen, not offended at all.

“You know I’m teaching Psychology this term? There’s this phenomenon called projection…”

Olsen interrupted Sam’s burn.

“I will deliver these myself. I could use the morning constitutional. And I need to get in deep with her…”

Loren’s light blue eyes flashed at Bucky’s.

“...about the Smarter Instruction Conference next month. It’s in the City this year and Fury agreed to pay for us to attend.”

He flashed a smile at the trio.

“We have to finalize our registration and hotel arrangements.”

“GOOD MORNING ESTEEMED EDUCATIONAL COLLEAGUES…”

Eric Masterson entered the lounge and Loren Olsen shot Bucky a look and then exited the room, muttering about Eric’s entrances.

“What is with the frost giant? And why do you have a look of displeasure on your face Barnes? Did you not charge your arm last night?”

Steve shook his head at Eric.

“Why do you talk that way? It’s just...so very unnecessary.”

“Nevermind that, Rogers. Let’s talk about whether you are worthy to pick up the mantle of the head of the Halloween Haunting fundraiser for the athletic fund in two short weeks...”

Bucky ignored the conversation at the table, steam literally coming off his head. He stared straight ahead as he imagined you trapped in New York City with the Author of Lies, as Stark called him.

“Look at that.” Eric pointed at Bucky. “Barnes looks as if he is about to explode…”

Bucky didn’t even hear what Eric said as he stood up, gathered his things, and headed toward his classroom.

---

It took a good five minutes to walk from the teacher’s lounge, which was in the main wing, to his classroom, which was in the new addition.

Bucky tried to clear his head of thought and emotion. It was hard. Ever since you walked into the building, compartmentalizing was impossible.

Your voice, your eyes, your hair, your skin, your smile. Those legs, that ass, that body. Everything about you physically was perfect. To him. Your wit, your intelligence, and your enthusiasm, all of that was a balm to his stormy soul.

Especially since he’d about decided to give up teaching and reenlist.

He’d decided that civilian life wasn’t for him, because at least in the army, when you lost people, it was for a greater purpose.

Stateside, his friends abandoned him because of things that don’t make sense. Like cancer.

Losing T’Challa put him in a tailspin but he’d let Sam and Steve talk him into one more year to see how it went. He didn’t think he could make it without all of his friends around him and then you showed up.

And when you ate that fucking banana on the first day….Holy shit, Bucky couldn’t help his mind from day dreaming about your lips wrapped around his cock.

Daily.

Several times a day.

And especially at night, when he was alone in his apartment, Alpine mewling and at his bedroom door as he languidly stroked himself to completion, the lube a poor substitute for how you must really feel.

Bucky tried to clear his mind and he scrubbed his face with his hand to get his mind right as he approached your room. He took out his phone and texted his wingmen.

He heard your laugh as he approached. Shit, did you really enjoy talking to that fucker? He could hear what you were saying as he got closer.

“That sounds amazing, Mr. Olsen!”

Bucky was at your door and saw you behind your desk and Olsen perched on the edge of it, leaning over to you.

One of his long legs was drawn up on the desk and the other was on the floor. Bucky had the urge to take that one out and send Olsen to the hospital, but he resisted.

“I told you. Call me Loren.”

Although he couldn’t see it, Bucky was sure that Olsen had on his shit eating grin.

You had the nerve to bat your eyes up at him as you replied.

“I’m sorry, Loren. It just slipped out.”

At that, Bucky turned on his heel and went into his room, slinging his bag into his chair and pacing in front of the window for a bit. He looked at his watch and saw that he had 30 minutes until class started.

“C’mon….,” he muttered to himself. Then he heard it. The chime for the overhead speaker.

Mr. Olsen, please report to the office, Mr. Olsen to the office.

It was Lorraine, the front desk secretary. Steve must have gone and flirted with her to get her to do this. Bucky watched Olsen stalk off down the hallway and then got up and went to your room, trying to act nonchalant.

“Hey Bucky!”

You tried not to stare at him. He looked so cute. His glasses fit his handsome face and his lithe body just did it for you. This nerd boy was your cup of tea.

You were up now, making sure that every desk had a book on it. Bucky walked toward you, took half the stack and helped you put them out.

“Good morning. You ran out of the lounge like lightning. Did you eat breakfast?”

You ducked your head. Why did Bucky always treat you like a little sister? It was frustrating. He must think you were an idiot.

“Almost? I had a banana on the way to school.”

Bucky smirked and said, “Fun times for the banana,” under his breath.

“What?”

You were on the other side of the room.

“I said, you need to eat more than a banana for breakfast.”

Bucky tried to be a concerned friend instead of a simp. He felt he was failing miserably.

“I know, I know. I really am a full grown adult woman. I promise.”

At 26, you were older than most first year teachers, but you worked to put both you and your sister through college and went to school part time.

You felt so new at all of this sometimes. Living your dreams was a heady thing. You’d wanted to be a teacher since you were four.

You smiled at him and then turned around to pick up a book that fell off a student desk. The visual was like a one-two punch for Bucky who had to plant his feet to keep from going up behind you.

“Oh, I believe you, Doll.”

You straightened up and looked at him over your shoulder. You loved when he called you that. It made your liver quiver, although you’d reasoned it was another way that he was designating you as a younger sibling.

Bucky stared at you for a long time as you turned around to face him. Your shirtwaist wrap dress was choice today. He figured all he had to do was pull a string and it would be on the floor. Then, you would be on the floor on top of the dress and under him…

He snapped out of it and changed the subject.

“You brought a change of clothes for practice today?” He just wanted an excuse to continue talking to you.

“Yeah, my bag is in my car. I’m excited!”

Bucky was taking over the soccer program since T’Challa was… gone now. You were assisting with Girl’s Soccer, whose season was in the fall.

“Oh! But tomorrow, Nat and I are going shopping for something to wear for the Homecoming dance on Friday, so I will have to leave early.”

Nat was your one close female friend on staff. The others were nice, but to themselves, like Wanda, or outright standoffish, like Sharon Carter.

“You’re getting a dress for Homecoming?”

Bucky was confused.

“Yes? Aren’t you chaperoning?” You were smiling at him again.

“Of course.”

Bucky answered quickly, although he had planned on no such thing.

You brightened up.

“Cool! I can’t wait to see you in a suit and tie.”

Hold up, wait. Bucky hadn’t signed up for this.

“You mean so that I can look like Olsen?”

Loren wore a bespoke suit and tie to school everyday, as opposed to Bucky’s t-shirts, sportcoats, and jeans. Made him wonder how Olsen could afford that on a teacher’s salary. It also made him wonder if that is what you liked.

“Well, he does look good in a suit.”

Bucky’s heart dropped. It was hopeless.

“But I think you’d look good in anything.”

You flashed a shy smile and turned to go back to your desk.

You were praying that you didn’t sound too smitten with every step you took, but you heard the smile in his voice when he said, “Well, we just might see, Doll.”

You turned around and you two grinned at each other for a few seconds, then Bucky cleared his throat again.

“So, what was Olsen in here talking about? New words added to the OED?”

You laughed at Bucky’s joke, and then said, “No, he was telling me about the Instruction Conference in NYC next month. I’m excited!”

“Yeah?”

You excited was everything. He couldn’t be mad.

“Yeah! You, me and the guys will have a ball! Learning about smarter instruction, of course.” You giggled.

“Oh. Well, Doll, I don’t know if there are funds for us to go too… Fury hasn’t said anything to us about it.”

Your face fell.

“Well, damn. I was looking forward to it, maybe you and Steve showing me around Brooklyn, and to Sam being my personal photographer.”

You looked up at him and damn if you weren’t pouting. Fuck! His pants got a little tighter and he wanted to kiss, lick and fuck those lips into a smile.

“I’ll ask Sam if the Social Studies department has funds for us to go.”

You clapped excitedly, just like his perfect little sexy baby doll. He had to make a way.

He heard the early warning bell. Ten minutes to go.

“Well, I’ll get going now.”

“Have a great morning. See you at lunch!”

“You too, Doll.”

-------

You were wiggling and pouting on the bed beneath him. Bucky put his hand on your waist keeping you still while slapping the head of his thick cock against your clit. You kept moving and whining.

Bucky’s metal hand grabbed your face and squeezed gently.

“Keep still, Baby Doll. I’m about to fuck you senseless.”

“Yes Daddy.”

Bucky groaned and prepared his stiff cock to enter your glory, when his phone rang.

He tried to ignore it and keep stroking, but it was your special ringtone. He took a minute to catch his breath and answered it.

He ignored his cock, which was still standing at full mast as he greeted you.

“What’s up, Doll?”

His voice was deep and gravely, almost like early in the morning on Tuesdays when you two did morning duty. But he sounded breathless, too.

“You sound weird, Bucky. You okay?”

“Oh yeah. Just. Working out.”

Bucky’s dick deflated as the guilt set in. He felt like a creeper. He was in this situation because you sweaty in a t-shirt and shorts after working out with the team drove him to distraction.

He just wanted to smell your sweat soaked pussy. Was that so wrong?

He put you on speaker and cleaned himself up, pulling his basketball shorts back on.

“Well, I was thinking that Seraphine would be a better striker than a mid-fielder. Her speed…”

You started talking about the girls, excitedly chattering. All Bucky could think about was you as he listened to your voice.

“I agree. You’re absolutely right.”

“Cool. I just had to share before I knocked out and forgot all about it.”

Bucky had settled on the couch to reduce temptation. He turned on the tv, letting some random movie flicker on the schreen, a distraction from his mind.

But he couldn’t be distracted from you. He wondered what you looked like right now.

“What are you…” he caught himself. “Doing?”

He leaned back and tried to picture you in his mind.

All of a sudden, his phone started ringing. He opened his eyes and saw that you were FaceTiming him. He sat up, ran his hands through his hair and tried to be cool.

When he answered the FaceTime, your cute face filled his phone screen. When you saw him, your eyes got wide.

“What?”

Then you just kept staring and he looked down.

“Shit, I’m sorry. Not wearing a shirt. Told you I was working out.”

He grinned sheepishly at you as he put his phone down and slipped on a hoodie. You got a glimpse of abs and a bulge in his gym shorts that had to be distorted. Damn, you were thirsty.

Bucky could tell that you were wearing a tank top, but he could only see you from your shoulders up. You were adorable with your hair up in a scarf and your face scrubbed clean of make up. A natural doll.

“This was supposed to be a surprise, but I can’t keep a secret, so…”

You grinned as you put the phone down and propped it up on the counter to show Bucky what you were doing. You were making what looked like stir fry.

You were also giving him a damn good view of you in a tank top and white cotton panties, which he was sure you weren’t aware of. He only felt like a little bit of a creep as he paid very close attention.

“I wanted to prove that I could cook myself a meal, and also pay you back for feeding me every day.”

Bucky always brought an extra peanut butter and jelly sandwich for you.

“I’m gonna bring it for our lunch tomorrow.”

You brought the phone up to your face. Bucky groaned, “Looks so good Doll. I can’t wait to eat it.”

Bucky meant the food, and you. But you had no idea that he wanted you. And he wasn’t sure if you wanted him, but the look on your face made him semi hard again.

He was so freaking cute and sexy. You almost offered to take some food over, but you didn’t want to be forward. Or rejected.

“Ok. Well. You can have some tomorrow.”

Bucky grinned and chuckled at the thought.

“I guess I’ll let you go…”

You felt self conscious, so you bit your lip.

Bucky looked through the phone and you.

“Don’t ever do that, Doll…”

Goodness, your heart. You wish he knew.

“Sweet dreams, Doll. See you tomorrow.”

That voice, those eyes, that pet name. You were unsettled.

“‘Night, James.”

You hung up before Bucky realized what you’d said.

——-

Bucky woke up hopeful and smiled all the way to school, looking for you in the lounge.

You weren’t there, but he started a conversation with Peter. The kid was green and needed some advice. Bucky didn’t want him to end up like Clint.

You floated in and out before he got a real chance to talk to you.

At lunch, he saw the look on your face when Sam called him your “work husband” when you brought him the food. You ate and left quickly making Bucky want to smash something.

The entire day was awkward, and he wanted to approach you, but it was never the right time. After school, you bailed on practice to go shopping, so Bucky ended the school day frustrated.

———-

“The little dance you two do is cute, but it’s time to make a move, sweetie.”

“What?”

Natalie cocked her head at you and shook it.

“C’mon. You just picked out a dress the color of Bucky’s eyes.”

You hadn’t even realized. You were drawn to the ocean blue dress retro dress and it looked good on you.

“It’s that obvious, huh?”

“To everyone. Except James Buchanan Barnes.”

You nodded.

“Well, that’s good. Since he just thinks of me as a little sister.”

Natasha rolled her eyes.

“If you were his sister, he could be arrested for what he wanted to do to you.”

You just gaped at her as she smiled.

“Both of you are so smart, yet so clueless. You deserve each other.”

Nat chuckled and shook her head.

“It’s been entertaining but it’s getting old. My date for your hookup in the pool is imminent, so get a move on.”

“Wait.. there’s a betting pool?”

Natasha groaned as she explained what was so obvious to everyone else.

——————

On Friday night at the dance, Bucky fidgeted in the back of the gym by the punch bowl. He kept looking around for you and adjusting his tie.

Bucky found it in his mailbox after school that day. It was ocean blue and he thought he knew who gave it to him, but you had bolted early for the day and wouldn’t answer any texts.

That made him nervous, but he wore the tie and noticed that it matched his eyes. He didn’t know what it meant, but he was hopeful as he decided to ditch his glasses for contacts tonight.

Peter Parker came up next to him and started talking. He liked the kid, but he was full of questions. When Tony Stark wasn’t around, he sought out Bucky.

“So… Bucky?”

Bucky took a sip of punch which had basically no flavor; he pulled out his flask and spiked his cup with gin and offered some to Parker who refused.

“Yeah, kid?” Bucky’s eyes were scanning the room for you.

“I have a weird relationship with Homecoming.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah. I got into a big thing with my date’s dad, and then she moved away.”

Bucky looked at Peter. This kid had real anxiety.

“Sounds… pretty much like normal teenage stuff, Pete.”

“Well, it was epic to me...Whoa. Yourname looks hot.”

Bucky turned around, and there you were, framed in the light of the gym doors and looking around. The dress you were wearing was everything.

The way it fit was perfect, and the length matched with 6 inch heels made your legs look like they went on forever.

It was a modest dress, but the way you were wearing it, with your matching glasses and long, sexy legs, made you look like a teacher Bucky needed to fuck.

And he was staring at you now and licking his lips.

He felt a push and he was forced to step toward you. He looked behind him to see Sam grinning at him, and then turned around just in time to catch your eye.

Bucky tried to be cool as he walked toward you and you checked him out. He hoped you liked what you saw.

“Damn, Bucky is fine,” you thought as you saw a dreamboat come toward you. You smiled and grasped your clutch in front of you, feeling your skirt move as you shimmied a little from side to side.

You were excited that he was wearing the tie. Maybe he was picking up what you were putting down.

“Hey Doll.” You could have just fainted away at the way he said that.

“Hello James.” You pouted up at him softly, then smiled. Bucky wanted to drop to his knees before you.

“Your eyes are so nice. You look… good.”

You took in his suit and tie and reached up to straighten it.

Bucky relished the feel of your hands on him, with the feather touches to his neck and the way your hand lingered on his shoulder when you were done.

“You are the best looking thing in this place, a real life Doll.” He took your hand and twirled you so that your skirt fanned out. He didn’t let go.

“Thanks for the tie.”

He beamed down at you.

“Does this mean that I’m your date, since we’re matching and all….”

You couldn’t even front.

“I just had to get it when I was out shopping. I thought you would look hot in it.”

You smiled up at him, your stomach doing somersaults.

“I wasn’t wrong.”

“You…. think I’m hot?”

Bucky raised his eyebrow at you and all of a sudden you were nervous. You looked down at your shoes. Bucky raised your chin with his metal hand so you’d look at him again.

“That’s good, because I think you are hot too. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

Bucky smiled down at you. “You didn’t answer my question. Am I your date to this dance?”

He looked so dreamy that you were caught up.

“Do you want me to be?”

You being coy was not gonna help you not get railed tonight, Bucky decided. In fact, it would only make him pursue you harder.

“Yes, Yourname. Will you be my date for this dance?”

“Yes, James, I will.”

Bucky grinned and wanted to pick you up and twirl you around, but instead he presented his arm as he turned around to lead you to…. All of a sudden he swerved.

Sam and Steve and Bruce and Tony were by the punchbowl now, sights set on the two of you. He didn’t want them to harsh the vibe you two were building, but you had other ideas.

‘“Oh! Let’s go say hello!”

You tugged him toward the group.

Bucky cringed and tried to stay out of the line of fire as they all complimented you on your dress and how nice you looked. But of course he wouldn’t be so lucky.

His boys started busting his balls about the suit, and Tony started throwing shade. He withstood it for you, but then Stark got in what he thought was the ultimate jab.

“Aw, you two look so cute together. You should go take a picture.”

Tony nodded toward the Homecoming backdrop that the kids were using. Sam and Steve were holding in laughter, as Bruce just shook his head.

You looked at the picture line and then back at them.

“A picture is an AWESOME idea!”

-----------

That was how you ended up marching all five of them over to the picture station and took a group pic.

First they were grumbling, and then got into it, doing silly, retro poses, and then one nice one, with Bucky behind you, holding your hip against his as Sam and Steve stood behind him and Bruce and Tony stood facing you.

You tried to concentrate on smiling and not grinding back against him, but then he pulled you back on him as the photographer counted, and you felt a sizeable bulge. You were sure that picture showed you with your eyes wide.

You went back to work, separating horny teenagers, all the while sympathizing with them. Even though you didn’t stay right by his side, you were never out of Bucky’s sight.

It felt as if he was stalking you as his prey and you knew some kind of conversation about what this ‘date’ meant was coming.

You wanted the truth about how he felt. Did he like you like you? You thought about it and had an idea. You tore a piece of paper out of the little notebook you always carried with you.

When you were done, you took your folded note, came up next to him as he was talking with Peter, and put it in his coat pocket.

He looked down and then up at you as you sauntered away, smiling at him over your shoulder.

----

You were outside around the back of the gym, panicking and thinking of running away. What the hell was up with you? You taught high school, you weren’t in high school.

You waited, five, then ten minutes and decided to give it up. That’s it. This crush was officially over, you’d forget about him.

You’d decided to go home when you heard Bucky clear his throat. You looked up and it was like his eyes were shining in the dark.

“You know, I’m a little slow at times. I stared at the front of the note for a long time, knowing my answer, and then searched for you everywhere inside.”

You looked up at him breathlessly as he approached.

“And then two minutes ago I finally turned it over and saw that you told me to meet you out here.”

You pouted. He dick swelled. He moved closer to you, took your face in his hand, and traced your lips. He chuckled.

“Sorry Doll, but in answer to your question: Yes. I like you. I like everything about you.”

His eyes swept over your face and down to your dress.

“Question is, do you like me?”

He stopped tracing your lips and moved his hand to your neck, encasing it, three fingers at your nape. You fought the urge to close your eyes.

“Y-yes James. I like you.”

Bucky smiled and moved closer. He moved his face toward yours and you just knew he was going to kiss you, but then he stopped. You whined.

“Can I kiss you?” He liked this control he had over you.

“Please.” You wanted him.

His eyebrow raised again.

“Begging already. Oh, Baby Doll.”

You moaned as Bucky closed his lips on yours, tongue sweetly probing, then forcefully parting your lips and dominating your mouth sweetly.

When you parted, you were both panting, Bucky’s hand still on your neck and your hands on his chest, clutching his tie. You tugged on it, pulling him back in for another.

And you made out behind the gym like teenagers, hands first shyly exploring, then groping each other through your clothes.

When you came up for air, you decided to go for it.

“I want you.”

Bucky wanted to jump for joy. But he decided to stay cool.

“What does that mean?”

You glared up at him. “You know what I mean.”

“No I don’t Doll, tell me.”

There was a staring contest as Bucky licked his lips. Shit.

“I want you to defile me. Fuck me stupid, ruin me for any other man…”

Bucky cut you off with another kiss. He didn’t think that you would just give voice to his fantasies like that.

“Don’t get me going, Doll. Wouldn’t do to have you screaming out here, now would it?”

“I dare you.” You were getting bold.

Bucky turned you around so that your face was on the wall and he pushed his crotch into your ass. Needing more contact, you pushed back on him, wanton and desperate for him.

“What’s this? You want my cock?”

Bucky palmed your ass and felt you up through the dress, squeezing and manhandling you with his metal hand.

“Y-yes James. I need it. I dream about it.”

You reached back and grabbed it, your mind not fully registering its scope through his trousers. It felt like a large, metal bar. For a moment you wondered if it was made out of the same material as his arm.

You were making him weak. He had to do something. He brought his other hand around and rubbed your cunt through the material of your skirt, your pussy warm through the fabric. You instinctively pressed against him, wanting more.

He listened to you whimper as he moved his hand, and to the sounds of your wetness increase even through the dress and your underwear.

“Sounds like you need some relief, huh Baby Doll?”

Your eyes rolled back into your head as his hand hiked up your dress and cupped your sex through the top of your panties. His bare fingers on your clit was heaven.

“Y-yes..”

Bucky pinched your clit and clapped his metal hand over your mouth as you keened.

“So fucking responsive for me. I can’t wait to get you in bed.”

And his hand started moving, one finger taking the deep dive into your wet heat and the others gripping the rest of you. He added another finger, and felt you clench around him.

“So fucking tiny. Want my cock in this tight little hole?”

Bucky whispered as he practically lifted you off the ground with the way he was finger fucking you.

“God yes.”

You started humming in your throat and as Bucky took your hand from around his cock and wrapped his arm around your waist, pressing himself into you as you moaned louder.

“Quiet Baby Doll, don’t want anyone to know how good I’m making you feel out here.. this is just for me…”

“It’s yours….”

“You’re got damn right it is. Since the day we met, you’ve. Been. Mine…

Each word was punctuated by a swirl of his thumb around your clit, and you came all over his hand when he said the word, ‘mine.’

He held you up as you came, not withdrawing his hand from you until your pussy stopped pulsing. Then, he fixed your panties, pulled your dress down, and turned you around.

You clung to him, a little exhausted, but thrilled at the same time.

“Mmmm. So good. I knew you’d taste delicious.”

Bucky was moaning in your ear. You pulled back to look him in the eye as he licked your juices off his fingers.

“Let me take care of you.” You reached for his zipper, but he stopped you.

“No. We’re gonna take our time the rest of the night. I just had to make you feel good. I dream about it.”

You smiled.

“Good, cause I want to swallow your cock nice, slow, and sloppy.”

Those words, along with the look you gave him and the way you licked your lips made it jump.

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me jizz in my pants, Baby Doll.”

Bucky chuckled into your ear.

“Let’s get out of here.”

——————-

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allyouneedisbuck · 3 years

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all this devotion is rushing out of me

summary // Bucky Barnes is beautiful. No ifs, ands or buts. But there was something exceptionally beautiful about him that you were desperate to see. (bucky x fem!reader)

or; bucky barnes blushing is reader’s kryptonite and all she wants is to see it.

words // 2.0K

warnings // (hi there is a brief brief allusion to a breeding kink in this but i don’t write smut so it’s nothing graphic) mentions of pregnancy & sex

notes // my second b.b fic also originally posted on my ao3 happy reading! i have more in the works!

Bucky Barnes is beautiful. There’s no doubt about that in your mind.

From his newly cropped hair to the smile lines forming around his eyes. Down to the stunning metal arm and god his thighs.

Bucky Barnes is beautiful.

But your favorite part, the thing of his that you find most beautiful, are his flushed cheeks and embarrassed smiles.

The way he turns red from the tip of his ears to the apple of his cheeks and turns his eyes away with a small, embarrassed smile always makes your stomach flutter. It was so beautiful and rare that when it did happen, you just wanted to bring it back.

So while visiting Sam and Sarah, Mission Blushing Barnes, was born in your mind. You didn’t really want to embarrass him, far from it, so you knew you didn’t want to do anything in front of Sam or any of Sam’s family. But, fuck, watching him play with the boys and make himself at home with the Wilson’s had something growing in your chest.

And you wanted to see him blush. If only to end the day on a high note. So you waited and waited. Until finally, it was you and him sitting on the edge of the dock talking about nothing.

“Louisiana’s nice, isn’t it?” He asks quietly as he watches the sun set. You nod but don’t respond, too busy admiring his side profile.

The slope of his nose and outline of his lips has your mind jumping for joy that he’s yours. That he’s the man you get to wake up to and comfort. You smile when he turns to look at you, bemused by your silence. “What’s up, doll?”

You reach out to place a hand on his cheek. “Just admiring you. So pretty.” You keep your eyes focused on his face, expecting a blush at the term pretty instead of handsome. All that comes though is a snort. You drop your hand with a frown.

Bucky rests a hand on your waist and drags you closer to him. “Gotta do better than that, doll. You’ve been calling me pretty for months now. I’m used to it.”

You open your mouth in faux shock. “I have no idea what you mean.” You say in a pitched voice as you rest your head against his shoulder.

Bucky shakes with laughter. “I know you like making me blush. Gives you some sick power high.” He mumbles the words into your hair as he gives you a kiss.

You smile. You know there’s no menace behind his words. You can tell from his relaxed body language and quiet tone of voice your little mission doesn’t bother him all that much.

“Is that a challenge, Sergeant Barnes?” You glance up and Bucky looks down at you exasperated. For a moment, you think the red will appear and you’ll have won a bet before it’s even begun. But…

A smirk slides onto his face, something cocky and bright, that makes your stomach clench excitedly. “Calling me sergeant outside the bedroom isn’t gonna make me blush, sweetheart.”

You laugh softly and Bucky presses another kiss to your hair. “What do I win if you can’t make me blush by the end of the night?” He asks after a moment of silence.

You purse your lips and think for a moment. “What do you want?” You ask when nothing comes to mind. “Because I know when I win, you’ll be worshipping me.”

“I do that anyways.” He says immediately, making you laugh.

“I mean… I’ll be in charge.” You clarify with a raised eyebrow. Bucky bites down his lip to stop a smile and you hope that the blush appears just from the mention of you taking over for the night.

He shakes his head. “And if I win, you wear that suit Sam made you.” You watch as his eyes flicker over you body, definitely imagining the skin tight suit Sam had made as a joke after your complaints of how fictional heroes dressed. You had laughed and Sam had given you the real suit moments later, the skin tight suit had been stuffed into your closet and all but completely forgotten.

“Sounds like a bet to me.” You pull back from his shoulder and hold your pinky out. “How about it, Barnes?”

Bucky leans down so his forehead rests against yours and with a wide smile he interlocks your pinky with his. “You’re on, sweetheart.”

The two of you just look at each other for a moment, until Sam’s voice breaks the comfortable silence. “Hey, weirdos! Come on, Sarah’s pulling out dessert!”

You scrunch your nose before hopping up. You don’t bother to pull Bucky with you, knowing his strength alone would probably end up sending you into the water. “Come on, baby, maybe we can steal some whip cream.” You wink as you walk backwards.

Bucky only laughs loudly and follows you. He reaches a hand out to stop you from walking off the dock and forces you spin around. “Strike one.” He whispers into your ear before running ahead of you to meet Sam.

You roll your eyes. Strikes weren’t a part of the bet and he knew it. He just wanted to psych you out. But you knew you could get that man to blush, you just had to find new material.

And you tried.

Leaning over when Sarah handed the ice cream and whispering as quietly as possible so only he could hear. “Forget the whip cream, ice cream might be a better bet.” Bucky looked down and shook his head before taking a bite of your chocolate.

Running your hand down his metal arm as you walked back to the Wilson’s. “Wonder what this arm could do to me.” Bucky had just looked down at you disappointedly. “You already know.” He hadn’t turned red, but you felt a little hotter.

You had even brought up the idea of sneaking in some adult time after the house was asleep. That had just gotten you a shocked stare as he pointed out the kids who slept upstairs.

It was getting late and you were getting desperate. It’s not that you really cared if you won or not, you know if there was something you truly wanted to try that Bucky wanted to as well, you would. You didn’t even mind the idea of wearing the suit for Bucky. The thought of wearing it even if you won had crossed your mind. You really just wanted to see his pretty face all red.

Then, the perfect thing happened. The kids were excited to mess around with Sam and Bucky. Both men were equally as excited to show off the shield and metal arm.

You hadn’t even started watching to find something to make Bucky blush, his bright smile and excited laughter as he and Sam pretended to fall to the boys power is what made you think.

Bucky wanted his own family. You knew for awhile Steve had been part of his family and when he come out of HYDRA, Steve was all that was left of it. He had you and he had the Wilson’s. But the two of you had spoken at length about your future and plans for your own family together. He was going on less and less missions and you had a steady job, so starting a family now made sense.

And you knew how you could bring it up and make him blush. It was an obvious win-win situation.

“Buck!” You call out. His attention is immediately turned on you as he stands up straight and finds your eyes. You wave him over and laugh as the boys tease him about being in trouble.

You’re standing on the back stairs and end up being a step above him when he comes to a stop in front of you. His hands come to rest on your waist naturally as he looks up at you.

“What’s up, doll? Not in trouble, right?” He smirks and takes a step closer.

This time, you match his smirk with your own. You rest a hand on his shoulder and one on the back of his neck. “Not at all, Buck. Just wanted to tell you something.”

“Oh yeah?” He laughs gently. “You panicking? Cause I’m gonna win this bet?”

You hum in response and bend so you’re at eye level with him. “Was just thinking of how good you look with kids. I think you’ll make a great dad one day.”

The cockiness is wiped from Bucky’s face and replaced with a look much softer. “You think?” He asks quietly.

You nod excitedly. “Of course. I think you’ll make an amazing dad. I can’t wait to start a family with you.” You take a step down, so now you have to look up at Bucky. His eyes follow you happily. “In fact, I can’t stop thinking about it.”

You pause and Bucky furrows his eyebrows. You can tell he’s a little confused on where you’re going and that now he’s not even thinking about your silly little bet. Then you smile. “All I’ve been thinking about all day is you putting a baby in me, Bucky Barnes. I want it so bad.” You say the words softly as you flutter your lashes and smile alluringly.

Bucky’s eyes widen and he takes a shocked step back before looking down at you. Then you see it, starting from the tips of his ears and spreading over his cheeks. Bucky Barnes turns redder than you’ve ever seen.

“You…” He stutters as he looks around, like he wants to make sure that nobody heard the words that have just come out of your mouth. “Evil woman.”

You take a step forward to press a kiss to his lips. You can tell by his embarrassed smile that he can feel the flush on his cheeks. “Guess I get to be in charge when we get home.” You take a step back and turn to head back inside.

You feel a hand grip your own and look back at him. “Are you serious? About wanting a baby?” He asks almost shyly, like he’s worried the answer might be no.

You can’t even allow him to entertain possibility. You nod quickly and excitedly. “Of course I was, my love. I wouldn’t pull that out just to win some silly bet.” He lets go of your hand and an excited smile spreads across both your faces.

“Yeah? Gonna let me put a baby in you?” He asks, this time more excitement than embarrassment seeping into his tone and taking over his face. He moves to wrap his arms around your waist and you do the same.

“Yeah. I just might.” You scrunch your nose up at him and he does the same in return. “Might even wear the suit for you anyways, since you’ll be doing me such a favor.” You wink and Bucky laughs again. The two of you have gotten the attention of Sam and his nephews, but you’re sure they can't hear anything you’re saying.

“Think it’s you doing the favor.” Bucky leans in close and lowers his voice. “Having my baby. I know you’ll look beautiful. Fuck. I’m about to get us a flight home tomorrow.”

You feel heat on the back of your neck and butterflies in your stomach as you process Bucky’s words. “Gonna build our own little family, Barnes. Better get ready.” You laugh giddily as you lean forward to rest your forehead against his.

Bucky closes the small gap between you with a hard kiss. You press your body against his as he holds you tighter. The two of you are completely unaware of Sam’s shocked face or his hands rushing to cover the two children’s eyes.

“Gross!” He yells out and the two of you spring apart with embarrassed smiles. Bucky’s cheeks turn red again and that only makes you want to kiss him more. “That’s gross. There are kids here. And me. Nobody wants to see that.”

Bucky presses a soft kiss to your cheek before pulling away entirely. “I’ll see you later?” He asks as you begin to head back inside.

You nod with a mischievous smile. “I’m gonna go look at flights. I’m ready to be home with you, Sergeant Barnes.”

You laugh when a light blush graces his face again before he spins around and rushes back over to Sam and the boys. Sam punches him on shoulder and you can see the beginnings of a lecture, so you turn and rush up the stairs and head inside.

You rest a hand on your stomach. You’re unsure if it’s to quell the excited butterflies or because of your new plan to have a baby, but either way it makes you smile as you think.

Bucky Barnes was pretty when he blushed. Even prettier when it was the thought of having a baby with you that made him do it.

You would have fun with this.

notes // try and tell me the idea of only u being able to make bucky blush doesn’t make u warm inside u CAN’T!

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes #buck barnes fanfiction #bucky x reader #james bucky barnes #reader insert

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reckless- b. barnes

pairings: bucky barnes x reader, platonic!sam wilson, platonic!natasha romanoff, platonic!steve rogers

warnings: mentions of injuries, descriptions of fighting, angry bucky, a horrible ending, i kind of really hate this

about: “the things i feel for her are unlike anything i’ve ever felt before.” for a sleepover!

i actually wrote another one with the same quote but i didn’t think it fit so i changed it (that one will be posted tomorrow or the day after so i can edit it)

you’re annoyingly reckless to a point where it gets dangerous.

he’s told you this a thousand times before but you don’t listen- aren’t listening at the moment.

he knows it’s ironic that he’s being reckless by not paying attention to what’s going on, too concentrated on you- even if you’ve told him countless times that you literally can’t die (to which he responds with a “you never know!” because, really do you?)- but he has a metal arm and sam, who’s been hovering around him like a vulture after noticing his lack of concentration.

before he can react to it, a slimy arm is promptly cut off by you, the blade you threw now back in your hands and stained green with the things’ blood. you scowl at it and shoot him a dirty look, “pay fucking attention!” you demand, shaking the weapon haphazardly to get the goo off. he can’t believe that the words came out of your mouth but rolls his eyes and obeys, knocking an ugly alien down and crushing its chest with his boot.

he can still hear your cocky remarks and giggles- yes, giggles, you giggle when you fight life threatening menaces- paired with the gross sounds of your knife impaling the aliens they’re fighting. it’s the only thing keeping him from practically babysitting you, a reassurance that you’re there, careless and impetuous, but alive and close.

suddenly, he can’t hear you, and he turns to what he quite possibly believes to be the most disgusting thing he’s seen in his life (and it’s been a long one, so far). you’re blue, covered in a slimy substance, and your face is so red, it’s beginning to look nearly purple with the cyan sheen over it. you screech abruptly, wiping at your face angrily and jumping at the thing that probably did that to you. he nearly feels pity for it. nearly, because, in your rage, you hadn’t even noticed the large gash along your shoulder. before he can go to you before you kill yourself, his metal arm feels like it’s being sucked, taking him with it, and he grunts. “what the fuck-” he manages, unsure of what he’s looking at, but trying to cut through the sticky arm attached to his own. you’re there in five seconds flat, still blue and still angry, which he notices makes the slicing through the appendage easier.

you seem to decide to stay with him after that, and he’s not sure if he’s offended because you don’t think he can take care of himself- which is ridiculous, since this only happened because he was taking care of you- or touched.

“god, i wish i had wanda’s powers. chaos magick works a lot faster than causing chaos,” you complain, trying to wipe away the blue sludge at the same time and wincing when it tugs at your injury. he is reminded of the shoulder wound he nearly got his arm ripped off for trying to warn you, and he stops your hand. “you’re bleeding, you should probably be a little more careful with this.” he motions to your arm, avoiding touching it.

you frown at him, “it’s fine, it’s just a little cut.” (it’s most certainly not a “little cut.”)

“y/n-”

you extend the hurt arm over him and flick your hands when you see an alien about to rip bucky’s head off, a grimace passing your face that he sees but you try to cover up anyways. “see? it hurts you, you need-”

“i just saved your life, would a hurt person be able to do that?” you cut him off, and he stares at you. noticing a green thing coming up behind you, he grabs your waist and moves you out of the way, shooting it with his gun and watching as it drops to the ground. “ow!” you protest, “you hurt my-” seeming to realize you’re about to prove him right, you shut up and roll your eyes. “you’re welcome,” bucky huffs, wiping away some of the blue stuff from your cheek.

your cheeks warm against his touch without your permission, and you turn away. bucky smirks at your reaction.

“shut up,” you grumble, extending your fingers and aiming at a group of the aliens ganging up on natasha. they freeze for the few seconds they’re under your control, and nat manages to take out two in the moment. the three left break out of the trance, turn to each other, and begin to fight. natasha makes eye contact with you in a form of thanks and starts to take the rest out. you hear a gun go off behind you and turn to see one of the things that sprayed you on the floor. bucky saved you again, great, it’s not like he’ll rub it in your face forever.

“you need to pay attention, what if i’m not here?” bucky scolds. “then never leave,” you flirt casually in response. with a few twirls of your finger, most of the aliens stop paying attention to your team and begin attacking their own teammates.

you don’t notice when one of the few unaffected beings picks up a discarded gun and shoots at you twice. bucky moves you away from a head shot, but one lands opposite to the bleeding slash on your shoulder, and the other hits your thigh.

“goddamnit, y/n, pay attention!” bucky growls, holding up your full weight when your adrenaline begins to run out and everything becomes blurry. “‘m fine,” you try to reassure, attempting to stand back on your wobbly legs. bucky doesn’t let you, shooting at as many aliens as he can with one gun. he turns to look at your state after he shoots most of them, allowing the others to take care of it while he tries to take care of you. his metal hand is touching the small device in his ear, telling the others the situation while his other arm holds you up. you might be delirious now, and your eyelids are becoming increasingly difficult to keep up. “hm, i’m not going to die, b’cky.” you tell him, noticing the increasing panic in his voice as he talks to steve. “stop saying that, how would you know if you haven’t died yet?”

his question is confusing for your foggy brain, so you decide to skip it, unknowingly making his worries worse. the blood running down your back isn’t stopping, and bucky stops for a second to lift you up completely, tucking his hand underneath your knees to carry you. at the tug at your thigh, you bite back a scream. bucky pretends not to notice; his hands are covered in a warm red. he’s trying his best to ignore it.

“don’t die,” bucky whispers again and again, making you frown, “how many times do i ‘ave to tell you i can’t die?”

“i’ll believe it when you don’t,” bucky mutters, and the blue sky turns to gray when he’s inside the quinjet. he sets you down on the medbay cot, looking lost as he calls out friday’s name. “yes, mister barnes?”

“y/n- uh-”

“do a scan on me and… and treat accordingly,” you interrupt. “scanning now,” friday obeys, and you turn to bucky. “by the time you figured it out i would have bled out.”

“that’s not funny, y/n,” bucky says seriously. you squeeze your eyes shut for a second, “calm down, i’ll be fine.” friday has enclosed you in some clear glass, red grids letting you know of your condition. “ooh, that’s bad,” you mumble, much to the dismay of your boyfriend. “what?” said boyfriend asks, and you wave him off as best you can- which means a pathetic bounce of your arm- and tell him to let friday do her thing. “we are not done here,” bucky instructs, but sits next to you and holds your hand. you can see his glossed eyes now, you wonder how you didn’t see them before.

“shouldn’t you be fighting?” you ask, a wave of exhaustion crashing over you. rest, your body begs. you’ll comply later. “they’re almost done, the chaos thing you did makes their job a lot easier.”

“‘s what i do,” you say breathily before falling asleep.

you’re still in the quinjet the next time you open your eyes, which lets you know it’s only been a few hours and you’re feeling better already. goddess healing, you think, looking around to see bucky’s hand still around yours. he looks worried, the hard lines usually softened by the sound of your voice as hard as you’ve ever seen them. you squeeze his fingers gently. “bucky,” you coo, “i’m not dying anymore.”

bucky turns to you immediately, squinting, “that’s not funny.” it’s like deja vu, but you’re not sure from where.

a vein on bucky’s neck throbs, and you’re aware that you’re pushing it, so you stop for a second, “i was just kidding, i-”

“no!-” bucky’s voice is near yelling, so he shuts his eyes for a moment, continuing in a lower voice, “you almost died, do you know how terrifying that is? you nearly bled out in my arms.” sam, nat and steve, who were waiting for you to wake up next to bucky, pause when he raises his voice. “bucky-” you start, softer now, trying to sit up. bucky stands, “listen to me!”

steve stands, beginning to put a hand on bucky’s shoulder, “buck-” he’s silenced with a cold look from bucky. sam gets to his feet too, telling steve and nat to give you both a minute. they do, after nat kisses your cheek like she always does when you get hurt. you’re sitting on the edge of the bed now, reaching for bucky, “bucky?”

“you don’t… you don’t know how much you scared me, y/n. you have to stop being so careless,” he says after a few seconds. you furrow your brows, “i’m not careless, i’m confident in my skills.”

“you are. you’re careless and reckless and hasty and i need you to not be,” he says harshly, you frown. “why? i’m fine and i’m always going to be-”

“you don’t- you don’t understand!-” bucky snaps. “then help me understand,” you implore. bucky closes his eyes tightly again, breathing in slowly. “the things... that i feel for you are unlike anything i have ever felt before, and i can’t- i can’t lose you, okay?”

“you’re not going to,” you assure, extending your arms towards him, noting the tiny ache in response. he walks over to you, letting you grab his jaw when he’s close, you run your fingers over his cheeks gently. “i’ll be more careful,” you promise. bucky nods, tucking his face into the dip of your neck. you run your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, letting him squeeze your waist almost to reassure himself you’re actually there.

“hey,” you say quietly after a few moments, pressing tender kisses to bucky’s cheek, “sit down, i want to do something.” you stand, grabbing onto bucky’s arm when you stumble a little and promise him you’re fine and are taking it easy. you take out the first aid kit from one of the cabinets, setting it down next to bucky, opening it and taking out everything you need. you begin to clean his cuts, putting a pink hello kitty bandaid over one of his particularly bad ones. it’ll be gone within a day, but you can’t resist, and it makes him laugh.

you hum while you dab at a small scratch next to his eye, and he chuckles lowly, you look up at him, “what?”

“you’re still a little blue.”

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bottoms-movie · 3 years

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SAMBUCKY FIC RECS PT. 2

The first part did really really so I decided to make a second part of sambucky fic recs. Just as the last one: the fics are split into three categories: based on tfatws, canon divergence, and au. CHECK OUT PART ONE HERE All fics are completed and all are on AO3.

BASED ON TFATWS

The Truths Beneath Our Ribs | Mature | 6,742 words

5 times Bucky wears Sam's things +1 time Sam wears something of Bucky's

anything you can do, i’ll do you better | Explicit | 5,526 words

Steve is going to kill them if they don't learn to get along, but did they have to take it so far?

making amends | Explicit | 8,645 words

“Not Cap yet,” Sam said. He looked a little ruefully at his hands, which were covered in nicks and cuts. He could already feel his palms bruising from that last shield catch, but at least nothing was broken this time.

“I respect that,” Bucky said slowly. Sam raised an eyebrow, but didn’t respond. Bucky flexed and unflexed the vibranium fingers of his left hand, a nervous habit that Sam had clocked ages ago. “And you’re right.”

“Thanks, I know.” Sam waited a beat. “About what?”

Barnes sighs, and it’s a deep, soul-weary thing. “Maybe no one ever told you this, but I’m telling you right now. You don’t have any obligation to care about me because Steve did. You don’t have to pretend.”

Sam blinks, taken aback. He has to think, really think, about what he says next, because it’s - it’s either going to build or break something.

You’re My World | Explicit | 6,585 words

“I… oh, I get it now.” Sam tilted his head, perceptive as ever, goddammit. “All this flirting with my sister, that was just to get my attention, wasn’t it? I know it was. Say it.”

“That wasn’t—” Bucky croaked, but Sam wasn’t having it.

He huffed a low laugh, and bulldozed right through Bucky’s feeble pretense. “You like it when I pin you against the wall? Take away all that power you have, that strength that your arm gives you? Make you feel small, maybe?”

Call Me By Your (Pet) Name | Teen | 6,928 words

“You got a list of the nicknames available to us lesser mortals?” Sam continued, staring straight ahead at the seat in front of him. “The ‘you’re not Steve Rogers, so don’t even think about it’ collection?”

“Yeah, sure, there’s a list,” Bucky replied, pausing long enough to draw a pointed look from Sam. “Bucky,” he finished, gesturing broadly with his arm to convey the obviousness of the answer.

5 times Sam and Bucky used pet names as a joke + 1 time they used them in earnest

That’s not very gunkle of you | 2 parts | 4,325 words part 1: Bestie Vibes Only | Teen | 1,822 words

“What’s buzzin’ cousin?” Says Bucky, sitting down next to Sam on the docks.

That’s the moment that Sam realizes he needs to change tactics, no more subtly looking up definitions for his weird old person slang, it’s time to fight fire with fire.

“Not much bro, this view is highkey just hitting different TBH” he says, casually looking out at the water.

There’s a beat of silence and then,

“That’s swell doll, I just ate some four-o cackle jelly with side arms, and I’m looking for some kicks, you dig?

Oh, this means war.

misunderstandings | Not Rated | 3,167 words

Sam thinks Sarah and Bucky had a date, and he's Not Okay

you walked into my life to offer me a better view | Teen | 2,534 words

He was standing twenty feet away at the edge of the docks, chatting with Sarah, and Sam couldn't take his eyes away. Bucky's smile was warm, wide, and when he tipped his head back and laughed, his nose scrunching up and eyes crinkling at the corners, Sam could feel it vibrate straight to his heart.

falling, falling, flying | Teen | 2,778 words

Bucky had kissed him.

And Sam had pulled away, because that beautiful golden sunset made Bucky’s hair gleam with the faintest touch of blond, that rare summer breeze hissed like a dying missile past Sam’s ears, the kiss was so familiar, too familiar, and Sam was falling, falling—

(“Let yourself be happy, Sam. Please.”)

lonely boy, you are my world (and i could be anything you need) | Teen | 5,747 words

It all starts with Sam, a shelter, and this sweet kitten that reminded him far too much of a certain century-old, grouchy super soldier.

too dangerous to fall | Explicit | 3,466 words

Bucky Barnes is a one-armed menace. He has murder eyes and no care for basic safety protocols. His jokes are terrible and his bad moods are worse. He’s a godawful roommate who leaves his wet towels on the floor and his combat knives in the linen cabinet. Sam can’t stand the sight of him.

What happens in Louisiana | General | 3,478 words

But just then, in the engine room of the Wilson family boat, away from prying eyes, it felt like something they both needed. The closeness. The warmth.

Steve would laugh at them. Two grown men not being able to get it together. He would roll his eyes at Buck, nudge him with his elbow and tell him “you’re sweet on Sam Wilson so make a move already, punk.”

keep the ashes from my heart (and walk away) | Explicit | 4,412 words

“Jamie asked me out on a date,” Sam says. Bucky swallows. “Took him long enough,” he says, keeping his tone light. He bumps their shoulders together for good measure. “You should go for it.” “You really think so?” Sam asks, looking at him. “Yeah, man,” Bucky says. He fixes his gaze on Torres, high up in the sky, sunlight glinting off his wings. It hurts Bucky’s eyes. He blinks, rapidly. “You should be with somebody who can make you happy.”

(In which Sam starts dating someone who is not Bucky, and Bucky pines, gets seriously injured, and proves himself wrong.)

Hey Samuel | Teen | 3,223 words

"Bucky."

"Yeah?" He looked up eyes wide. Did he say something out loud?

"We're walking the wrong way."

"Oh." Right. Um. "Let's get ice cream."

"I don't know about you, man, but if I eat ice cream in this weather I will get sick."

Bucky was at a loss for words. What now?

OR Ride along Bucky's journey of figuring out when exactly did he fall for Sam Wilson.

Anyday, everyday | General | 6,735 words

He moved his head and locked eyes with Sam. "D'you- can you.. help me cut my hair?" He asked. He forced himself to look away, feeling embarrassed for asking him to come all this way just to give him a haircut.

His stomach dropped when he felt Sam let go of his hand to stand up. Of course he was about to leave. Who wouldn't want to leave Bucky?

"C'mon, Buck. Let me cut your hair." Bucky's eyes snapped up to Sam's. He had a small smile on his face and his hand was reaching out, waiting for Bucky to take it.

Or; the five times Bucky fell more and more in love with Sam, and the one time he finally got the guts to tell him.

If You’ll Have Me | Teen | 4,779 words

Sam casually shrugged, although there was an intent look in his eyes, "Yeah, well it's getting late and I didn't feel like flying anymore so I was wondering if your old man self is okay with-"

"You can stay here." Bucky quickly finished for him.

I like Bucky, Sam I am | Not Rated | 2,653 words

"I would kiss you on the boat. Or in Wakanda by your goats."

Static in the Dark | Teen | 4,989 words

So prompt idea, some bad guy follows Bucky to the docks for revenge (over whatever you can decide) and Sarah gets to see how protective Bucky really is over Sam when he gets in the line of fire

CANON DIVERGENCE

A Different Kind of Problem | Explicit | 7,616 words

“Do you know what it feels like to be insatiable?”

Two months ago, an interrogation gone wrong left Sam with Bucky’s explicit words seared into his brain and body.

Now, Bucky is living in the Avengers Compound, making pancakes and wearing Steve’s huge sweatshirts, fluffy haired and a little shy, seemingly completely content to be on house arrest — and Sam has never been more confused. Whatever Steve thinks, Sam doesn’t have a problem with Bucky. This domesticity is just so at odds with the feral sexuality Bucky had used to rattle Sam during his interrogation. Where did that side of Bucky go? And why can’t Sam stop thinking about finding it? Maybe Sam does have a problem with Bucky… it’s just not the problem Steve thinks it is.

Bucky’s Choice | Not Rated | 4,753 words

When Bucky enters Westview to try to help Wanda Maximoff, he is confronted with something he never expected- Steve Rogers, back from the dead and ready to start a life with Bucky in Westview. It's everything that Bucky ever wanted, everything that Steve abandoned when he went back in time to live his life with Peggy Carter. But Bucky and Sam have been involved for months, and Sam is waiting for Bucky outside of the Hex. Bucky has to make a choice- the life he always wanted with Steve, or a new start with Sam?

tonight i’ll need you to stay | General | 2,227 words

For once, Bucky wants to stop leaving when things are finally looking up. And he wants people to stay with him, too.

(or, 3 times bucky needed an excuse to stay with sam, and the one time he didn't)

How to Win a Supersoldier in Ten Days | Explicit | 14,901 words

When they realize that all the Winter Soldier's interactions with Sam are just him trying to Awkward MurderBot Flirt (TM) with the sexy man, Steve, Tony, and Nat convince Sam to play the honeypot and bring Bucky in.

Sam's pretty sure the honeypot isn't supposed to fall in love with the target, but what can you do?

at the end of the war (what’s mine is yours) | Mature | 4,290 words

They don't talk about it: that's how it works.

warm blood (feels good, i can’t control it anymore) | Explicit | 4,492 words

Sam's just chilling watching TV one evening when Bucky comes in and stares at him silently for a minute or two before sitting down on the couch. He's pretty close to Sam.

Okay, he's really close to Sam. Like, Sam would be using the word 'cuddling' if it wasn't so bizarre.

"What," he says, carefully not looking at Bucky, and Bucky huffs a sigh.

"Steve's not here," he says as if it's obvious. "Don't make it weird. Just- shut up."

Caught With Their Pants Down | Explicit | 3,539 words

“Sam, this guy is not coming, the intel was false,” Bucky replied. “I get this whole ticking boxes and what not, but Rogers got it wrong, and for the love of God I need a fucking toilet.”

“You need to learn to plan your water intake better, is what you need. You’re a damn fool and I don’t know why I put up with you.”

“Because you love me,” Bucky replied, and Sam could hear the smile in his voice.

“In your damn dreams, Barnes.”

They’d been fucking for about six months, but Sam didn’t want Bucky to go getting a big head about it.

sharp teeth, soft heart | 3 parts | 17,866 words part 1: you touch me within and so i (know i could be human once again) | Explicit | 12,444 words

It’s inevitable, the way it goes. He’s my friend, Steve says, and he is, he is, he must be. Sam’s best friend is Steve, and Steve’s best friend is a werewolf, that’s just how Sam’s life works now.

But once he realizes he’s attracted to Bucky and Bucky can tell, everything becomes, like, a thousand percent more difficult to negotiate. Sam’s just trying to live his life, that’s all, and he keeps getting confronted by Bucky Barnes in a soft flannel shirt, sleeves rolled up, hair all soft and shiny. Bucky glances over at him and smirks, and this is really very embarrassing, how Sam can’t hide his attraction even if he keeps a totally straight face.

I’m so into you I can barely breathe | Explicit | 6,515 words

Sam Wilson had a long day dealing with morons, so he decided to finally go to the famous club in town. There he meets someone who just might get him back in a good mood. And then some.

twelve ounce steak (boxers in briefs) | Explicit | 3,753 words

Sam has pretty lips. Bucky seems to think so, too.

caught it bad (i’ll be on the way) | Mature | 4,830 words

Sam constantly gets roped into doing dumb things with Steve, but this time, it works out perfectly for him.

meet me in the a.m. | Teen | 3,147 words

Steve accidently starts a fire and Bucky's tired. When unbelievably hot firefighter Sam saves the day, though, he can't really be that mad.

i wanna savour, save it for later | Not Rated | 6,419 words

"It's his damn ratings, man," Sam says. "It's weird 'cause when you read the reviews, he seems to like our food and all. Nothing but praise for days. And then you get to the rating, and it's always the same. Three goddamn stars."

Bucky tips his beer bottle from side to side, lips pursing slightly. "I see. And that's… a bad thing?"

"We are not a three-star joint," Sam says flatly.

Or, the one where food truck owner Sam gets caught up in his quest to unmask an anonymous food blogger. Falling for one of his regulars was never on the menu.

we were a fire with no smoke | Explicit | 15,295 words

Sam can’t help but roll his eyes. Take the boys out of New York but they’re still Brooklyn Catholics, that’s clear enough. Bucky catches the gesture, smirks hard enough Sam can see his eye teeth. It should be dangerous but he’s beautiful, pale and charming and recklessly easy.

“You wanna come in?” Sam asks, ignoring the noise Steve makes, and Bucky’s smile gets wider.

“Yeah,” he says. Steps up close to Sam. “I do.”

my house of stone, your ivy grows | Teen | 9,042 words

When Sam Wilson inherits the manor of the old man he once took care of, it feels like his luck is finally looking up. It's an opportunity for a fresh start, something he's in desperate need of. When he arrives, however, it becomes clear that an easy transition into estate living is not exactly a possibility. The house is run-down, nothing like Sam remembers it, and the groundskeeper — who Sam apparently has to share the house with, wants nothing to do with him.

You Smiled Because You Knew | Teen | 3,754 words

"You've got the wrong address," the man who'd answered growled. He had long, scraggly hair that had mostly escaped his attempts to pull it away from his face. He had nice eyes, and wouldn't have been unattractive, especially with a shave, except for the scowl. "Nobody here wants or needs your . . . services."

It was apparent by the tone the man did not appreciate Sam's hard work.

Well, that was tough shit.

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*✧･ﾟ𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x daughter!reader

Warnings: Bucky being a protective father hehe

Bucky being the amazing father he is, lets you do almost whatever you want.

With boundaries of course.

He has always been protective of you and that’s no doubt.

So when he found out you had a date, he went ballistic.

“You have a date?! Y/n, what did I say about dating at a young age?”

“Dad come one, you used to be a ladies’ man back in the 40s you should be helping me with this stuff.”

It was true though.

Bucky used to tell you all about his days back in the 40s where he would pick up girls all the time or where they would go to him.

And when you saw Bucky flirt with Leah and Sarah, you knew Bucky still had the flirtatiousness in him.

So you would assume he would help you.

Wrong.

It was different with his daughter.

He knew you could take care of yourself, but Bucky being Bucky, he was a helicopter parent.

“Y/n, I don’t feel comfortable with you going out with him.”

“Dad please, you need to let me live my life sooner or later.”

After many attempts of convincing Bucky, he eventually let you go out to dinner with him.

But the catch was he had to be watching on top of another building with Sam.

Social distancing at its finest.

The date was going well until you felt a presence behind you.

And there sat Sam Wilson and James Buchanan Barnes in unrecognizable costumes.

But you knew damn well who they were.

When your date went to the bathroom, you immediately turned your head to the ‘strangers’.

“Son of a bitch what are you guys doing here on my date?”

“First of all, Steve would definitely scold you for your language. Second, we are here because we want to protect you from that suspicious man.”

“Yeah, also, we were hungry,” Sam said which made you laugh.

“Can you guys please leave?”

“Nope,” Your dad and Sam said at the same time.

Just as they said that, your date came back and sat down in the chair again.

“How about we go somewhere else, where nobody can see us.”

When your date said this, you can already tell Bucky’s face was fuming with anger. Angry that someone will take an advantage of his daughter like this.

Even Sam was pissed as well.

You started to be glad that your dad and Sam came along.

When you got up, Bucky and Sam got up slowly after.

Your date brought you to this quiet, suspicious alley and you knew something bad was about to happen.

Your date pushed you back on the wall and started to kiss your neck roughly.

“Hey, get the hell off of me dipshit.” You tried to push him off, but he was too strong which caught you off guard.

Usually, you were able to take down a kid your age, but he was too strong.

Suspiciously strong.

“No can do, darling. My master wouldn’t like that.”

You knew exactly who he meant.

HYDRA

Just as he was about to knock you out, someone pulled him off of you, relieving some weight.

Bucky grabbed him by the collar and pinned him on the brick wall.

“You touch her again, I will kill you.”

His tone was so menacing it even scared you as well.

Your date proceeded to smile which made Bucky use his metal fist to knock him out.

When he walked up to you, he grabbed you out of Sam’s arms.

“Well, aren’t you glad we came along,” Sam said, making you flip him off.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

“Y/n, what did I tell you? What if something bad happened to you and Sam and I weren’t there to protect you? From now on, whoever you bring over, I’m giving them a background check.”

You laughed at your dad slightly then gently brushed off the dirt on your skirt.

“I will also be giving your next boyfriend a threatening talk next time,” Sam said, making you laugh and playfully glare at him.

“Whatever, but I love you guys.”

“We love you too.”

You guys had a group hug and when you broke apart, Bucky thought it was a good idea to get ice cream and he knew a good place that first came out in the 40s.

Let’s just say your date with your dad and uncle went a lot better than that false crush.

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