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sarifinasnightmare · 5 months

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The Whoopsie

Rating: For Everyone

Pairing: Sarah/Bucky

Summary: Bucky is recovering from a whoopsie. The Wilsons behave accordingly.

Prompt: Found Family

Author's Note: It's a day late, but I hope that's okay. 😁

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“Sam, what did I tell you??”

“Sarah, this wasn’t my fault!”

“Like hell this isn’t your fault! You’re the one who took him from our family dinner table to investigate that factory just because your Falcon senses were tingling!”

“Falcon senses?” *snort* “Ow, that actually hurt.”

“Don’t move too much James. My poor guy.”

“James?? When did he become James??”

“Uh…recently?”

“Recently??”

“Yes, recently! You might as well know; Sam. James and I are official.”

“Aha! I knew you moving down and having dinner at the house wasn’t just you being protective! What did I tell you about dating my sister??”

“I-”

“I am grown, Sam! He is also grown! If we want to date each other then there’s nothing you can do to stop us!”

“I got a Vibranium shield and a Wakandan suit that has allowed me to do a shitload of things and that could include cutting a geriatric super soldier into tiny pieces when he least expects it!”

“I’m kind of already hurting soo…..”

“Samuel Thomas Wilson don’t you dare raise my man’s blood pressure! I want him alive!”

“Listen Sarah Eunice Wilson, he was my friend first, so I get to decide whether he lives long enough to be dating my little sister!!”

“Are you guys fighting over me?”

“Shut up, man, don’t make it weird.”

“I’m not some Southern belle that needs to be protected from gentleman callers! I am a woman and I have needs!”

“Gah! I don’t want to know about that!”

“Then stay out my business and let me take care of my man! And stop hauling him out on your crazy adventures. That’s what Joaquin is for!”

“Joaquin is still green, and I know Bucky could handle himself. It’s not my fault he caught the grenade and threw it too late.”

“Baby, a grenade?? Are you trying to break my heart?”

“No, babe, I swear I tried to move fast…”

“James if anything had happened-”

“Shhh, it won’t. I’ll be good, I’ll be so good for you.”

“….”

“…”

“Are you two really going to make me sit here and watch you kiss each other??”

“There’s the door. No one’s stopping you.”

“I ain’t leaving my partner while he’s recovering. I stayed for Steve, and I’ll stay for Bucky.”

“Thanks, man.”

“You’re welcome. I’m still kicking your ass though.”

“No, you’re not. Once James is allowed to leave, he’s coming home where I’m going to make sure he gets all the TLC he needs.”

“Aw babe, you don’t have to.”

“Hush and be spoiled, James.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Hey, how come I never got any TLC when I get hurt?”

“When was the last time you got hurt?”

“Uh…”

“Exactly!”

“I got some cuts and bruises here!”

“Nothing some painkillers and Merthiolate can’t fix.”

“Nope! Get that shit away from my cuts!”

“Chicken.”

“Like to see you handle it!”

“Look at these hands. Does it look like I can’t handle a nick or two?”

“Yeah, yeah. Not like I don’t have my own. You gave me a few when we were kids.”

“That’s what you get for picking on me.”

*snort* “Ow…you need to stop making me laugh.”

“You hungry, baby?”

“I don’t think I can handle anything heavy right now.”

“Sam go ask if they have any soup.”

“Fine, you want anything?”

“No, just want my man home.”

“Home with you sounds good right now.”

“Ya’ll behave. I’ll be right back.”

“He’s protective of you.”

“He’s protective of you too.”

“We’re both soldiers. We don’t leave our own behind.”

“It’s more than that, James. You’re important to us Wilsons and we protect our kin.”

“I’m family?”

“Damn right.”

“I like that. I like that a whole lot.”

“Good, now rest and let that super soldier shit do its thing so we can get you home faster.”

“You got it….Eunice.”

“Boy don’t start with me.”

*snort* “Ow, your middle name is Eunice.”

“I didn’t ask to be named after a great aunt. Now shut up before I get on your name Buchanan.”

The End

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notafunkiller · 3 months

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best daddy ever

Summary: When Sam drops by unannounced, he discovers something new about Bucky.

Pairing: thunderbolts!Bucky Barnes x female reader

Warnings: teasing, pet names, daddy kìnk, language, no mention of y/n

Word Count: 1K

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A/N: I really hope you’ll enjoy it!

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“You know that’s not funny, right?”

You giggle when you hear his broody tone as you make your way to the kitchen. You don’t realize that his words are not directed at you until you almost have a heart attack.

Of course you scream in shock when you see Sam sitting casually at your table while Bucky is leaning against the fridge with his arms crossed.

He immediately rushes toward you, though, when you place a hand on your chest. Your heart is beating so fast.

“Are you okay, honey?”

The way he casually wraps his arm around your waist casually to pull you closer in front of Sam makes you melt. You might never get used to him initiating PDA, but it makes you really happy.

“I’m okay, I’m sorry for screaming.”

You know he’s about to scold you for apologizing, but thankfully Sam speaks first.

“Hi, cutie. No worries, I came to annoy your tinman.”

You don’t even have to look at Bucky to know he’s rolling his eyes, his grip tightening on your hip as he groans.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call her that?”

“So you don’t think she’s cute?”

You bring your hand to his chest just to distract him a bit. Sam loves to push his buttons almost as much as you do.

“Yeah, James, don’t you?”

You know you’re playing with fire after earlier, but it’s too fun not to. Especially when he gives you that look... you’re in trouble look. And you love to be in trouble with him.

“Get out of our house, Cap, so I can show her exactly how cute I think she is.”

Neither of you expected this since you both gasped. Bucky is sassy, that’s for sure, but you didn’t anticipate this type of casual sexual innuendo comment. Because he meant sex, right? There is no way he didn’t unless he is cruelly teasing you in vain.

“Guess the Winter Soldier is not so wint-” But Sam doesn’t finish his sentence, throwing his hands in the air in defense while still laughing when Bucky looks at him again. “Glad it still works, I was a little worried.”

“No need to worry, Sam, I promise.“ You smirk, patting Bucky’s ass twice before going to the coffee maker, stealing a whine out of him. “Want to stay for breakfast?”

“No,” Bucky answers for him, and you roll your eyes. You know Sam doesn’t mind his attitude because he’s known him for a long time, but you still want to be a good host.

“I can make crepes if you-”

“Doll, please.”

Sam looks at Bucky, then at you, and winks, smiling widely. “I’m leaving, I’m leaving. But don’t forget what I told you and stay out of trouble.“

It’s too vague for you to understand, so you’ll just wait for Sam to be gone to interrogate Bucky.

“Goodbye, Cap.”

And there he is, softer Bucky. You grab a cup for him too, and he smiles. You’ve never seen a more beautiful man in your entire life. He is magnetic and charming, and you feel like kissing him all the time. You don’t know how you managed to get him as your boyfriend, but you’re grateful.

“What is this? Oh my god, you kinky old man!”

Confused, you immediately make your way to the living room, following Bucky. You don’t know what Sam could have seen to say that, and you definitely didn’t expect him to hold Bucky’s cap in both of his hands, analyzing it. Your gift... Shit!

“Best. Daddy. Ever?”

You close your eyes, embarrassed, but Bucky, surprisingly, doesn’t seem to feel the same way. You don’t sense any shame or change in his vibes or posture. He simply stares at Sam as usual and snatches the cap from his hands.

“That’s mine.”

“I realized, daddy.” Sam can’t stop laughing even when he turns his head toward you. But when he sees you all serious, his face drops. “Or do you mean…”

“Mean what?“ You snap, a bit annoyed about the fact you two got busted in such a stupid way. And it’s all Bucky’s fault since he’s the one who left it there.

Only when Sam lowers his eyes to your belly, do you realize what he means.

“No, she’s not pregnant, idiot!”

“So you really have a fucking daddy kink? How do you even know-“ He stops mid-sentence, still totally taken aback, and Bucky sneaks behind you to open the entrance door. “How did you manage to corrupt this old man?”

You can’t help but laugh this time. If only he knew the truth...

Bucky puffs, pushing Sam out. “Goodbye, Sam!”

Thankfully, before Bucky could close the door in his face, you manage to say goodbye and wave:

“Trust me, I was not the one doing the corruption with this.”

You wish you could see Sam’s face. What a loss!

“He won’t stop talking about this, you know that, right?”

“You’re the one who left it here, so blame yourself.”

You take the cap from the table, where he put it, and walk straight to him, getting on your tiptoes before placing it on his head. Bucky looks at you with a mix of surprise and amusement as you adjust the cap to sit just right. He is the best daddy ever, indeed. If Sam heard how dirty Bucky could get during sex, he’d die. Contrary to what he believed, Bucky is the one who came up with this whole daddy thing while you were in the middle of fucking raw, right after he finished a mission. It rolled shyly but naturally of his tongue, and of course you liked it. You love calling him daddy even if you do it just to tease him. But it must be so hard, probably, for Sam to picture this mountain of a man, quiet but also sassy, knowing his past, like this.

“You’re staring.” Bucky smirks, and you feel your knees weakening. God, that smile! “And you’re horny.”

“What if I am? Gonna take care of me, daddy?”

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cyberdelph · 3 months

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by @happymodok

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rocketrhap3000 · 8 months

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suffocate me with your love

summary: as requested by this anon, reader overhears bucky complaining about how clingy she is but doesn’t hear the full story, causing her to distance herself from him and unintentionally breaking both of their hearts

warnings: reader deals with some self loathing stemming from childhood fears, a few swears, this is pretty angsty but i promise there’s a happy ending

a/n: thank you for the request! as i said, this is such a personal topic for me and writing this was so healing to be honest. i hope it can bring some comfort for anyone else who’s been told they’re too clingy or attached. you are loved and you deserve love 🤍

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The little white cat on your lap lifts her head and stands up in alert when she hears the front door click open, signaling your boyfriend's arrival back to his apartment. Next, you hear Bucky’s footsteps tread softly over where you and Alpine have cozied up on the couch in the living room, and before you know it, he’s falling down beside you, careful not to crush the cat on the couch with you.

“Hey, Buck,” you giggle as he leans into you.

“Mm, hi,” he murmurs back. “Missed you today, Sweets,” Bucky breathes as he wraps his arms around you, holding you to him.

“Missed you, too,” you sigh back, loving how safe and secure you feel in his arms.

It’s been almost four months since Bucky officially asked you out. Before that, the two of you tiptoed around each other for nearly a year, starting when you first moved into the apartment next to his in the Tower, when you became a part of the science and research team with Banner. Bucky is the sweetest man you’ve ever met, and you have always felt safe around him and loved by him.

However, you have an underlying fear that you just can’t seem to shake, even though you’re extremely happy with Bucky. As a child, your family constantly told you how clingy and desperate for affection and attention you were. You couldn’t help it, though, no matter how many times they told you to stop being so attached. You just crave affection and closeness with those you love, and that includes Bucky, now. He’s never given you a hard time about it, though; in fact, he’s always reciprocated your touch and affection. He’s never once made you feel too clingy or attached, and you always feel loved and cared for by him.

“How were my two girls today?” he asks as he pulls away enough to just settle at your side instead, and you smile as you watch Alpine climbs right into his lap.

“Good,” you smile bashfully, resting your head on his flesh shoulder and leaning into him.

“Have you eaten dinner yet?” he asks, softly rubbing your arm with the hand that’s wrapped around you.

“No,” you murmur, trying to get as close to him as you possibly can. “Was waiting for you. What are you hungry for?”

“Anything you want, Sweets,” he smiles and kisses your temple.

This right here? Absolute bliss.

~♡~

Later in the week, you go to visit Bucky and Sam after their training session with some new recruits. He’d told you they’d be done around noon, and he offered to take you to lunch afterwards. Going out with Bucky always filled you with such unbridled joy, one like none other. Something about being with him just made you so giddy, like a little girl with a school crush.

You smile to yourself as you hear Bucky’s familiar chuckle voice off the halls as you make your way to find him. But when you pick up the conversation between him and Sam, your stomach starts to churn.

“God, I need a break from her,” you hear your boyfriend’s voice come from the kitchen, immediately grabbing your attention.

Who is “her”?

“Don’t even get me started,” you hear Sam scoff his reply. “I saw her practically up your shirt the other day and I felt the urge to swoop in and save you.”

Your brain automatically goes to the worst case scenario. Sam had walked in on you and Bucky cuddling in the common room watching a movie the other day. Is that what he’s talking about?

“Why didn’t you?” Bucky playfully yells. “Man, I thought she’d get the hint by now. She literally won’t leave me alone. It’s like she’s a leech or something.”

Your heart begins to race and tears begin to burn at the back of your eyes. He has to be talking about you, surely. You know you’re so clingy; he’s just been hiding how annoyed he’s been by you, just to save your feelings.

“Have you told her?” Sam asks.

“No,” Bucky sighs.

“Why the hell not?” Sam laughs.

“I don’t want to be an asshole, you know? She’s annoying, but I still don’t want to hurt her feelings,” Bucky explains.

“It’s not being an asshole to tell her you need your space, man,” you hear Sam reply.

“I do need my space. And especially from her. She’s suffocating—” you hear him say, and it’s the last thing you hear before your throat closes up, your ears start to ring, and your eyes blur with tears as you run down the hall back to your apartment.

Time seems to freeze as you make your way to your place, shutting and locking the door as tears stream down your cheeks.

Your biggest fear has come to pass.

Your wonderful boyfriend, someone you love more than anyone in the world, thinks you’re too clingy, just as your family had said all along.

You’re annoying.

You’re suffocating.

This is your worst nightmare.

What you don’t realize, however, is that Bucky wasn’t finished. And after you’ve run off in silent tears, he clarifies what you should have stuck around to hear.

“Especially since I have a girlfriend! I get that I’m assigned to train her, but Alexis needs to know I’m uncomfortable with how touchy she is both inside and outside of training. Plus, she knows I’m dating (Y/n),” Bucky reasons.

“The whole team knows, Buck. You guys look like lovesick puppies whenever you’re together and you can’t keep your hands off each other,” Sam laughs.

“Then why can’t Alexis take a fucking hint?” Bucky cries out with a laugh.

“Have you talked to Nat or anyone else about it? I’m sure they’d talk with her. I know I will if you want me to. We could even switch her with someone else so you won’t have to work with her anymore,” Sam offers.

“That would be great, honestly, man. I’d be in deep shit with (Y/n) if she saw the way Alexis gets with me. And my girl is the last person I want to hurt. I love her, Sam,” Bucky admits.

“Whoa,” Sam smiles. “You guys have only been together for a little while. You already sure about that?”

“When you know, you know,” Bucky shrugs. “She’s the love of my life. I think about her every moment. I never wanna be apart from her.”

If only you would have heard all that.

~♡~

Weeks pass and you grow increasingly distant from Bucky by the day.

You no longer stop over at his apartment to wait with Alpine for him to get back from trainings. You spend more time in the lab with Banner, and when Bucky asks if you need some time off, you politely decline. You no longer go to bed with him for sleepy snuggles; instead, you retreat back to your apartment after the few minutes of time you have together in the evenings.

You dodge his kisses and pull away from his hugs. You don’t cuddle up to him on the few evenings you do spend with him, and you don’t initiate any touch with him whatsoever.

It’s so hard not to give into his touches and kisses, but it’s genuinely what you think Bucky wants. For that reason, you don’t see just how hurt he’s been by the absence of your affection.

~♡~

“So, how are things with you and the lady lately?” Sam asks, nudging Bucky’s shoulder with his own as the two men sit at the counter of the bar together.

“Really?” Bucky scoffs after swallowing his sip of beer.

“Yes, really,” Sam replies with a chuckle of his own. “If I don’t ask, you won’t tell me anythin’. I gotta know what’s going on in your life, man.”

“Okay,” Bucky chuckles again, then lets out a sigh. “I don’t know. Like I’ve told you before. I love her. I think she’s incredible. But if I’m being honest, recently I get the feeling she’s not really into me anymore.”

“What do you mean?” Sam asks, taking a swig of his drink. “She looked pretty comfy cozy in your lap at last month’s meeting," he teases.

“Well without giving up too many details…” Bucky rolls his eyes and winces as he struggles to word it tactfully, knowing just how embarrassed you would feel if you found out Bucky was telling Sam these details of your relationship. “She used just to be a lot more affectionate.”

“She always has been,” Sam agrees. “She’s such a sweet person.”

“I know. But she’s completely stopped. And without any apparent reason, too. Can’t remember the last time she even kissed me. I just… I don’t get it, Sam. What am I doing wrong?”

“Dude, I don’t know her like you do. But maybe just lay off for a little bit? Maybe it will prompt her to start things on her own if she wants them again.”

“Yeah,” Bucky nods slowly, thinking of just how difficult it will be if he decides to withhold his affection from you for a while if you don’t explicitly ask for it. “Yeah, that seems like it could work.”

But even though Bucky has accepted his advice, Sam notices as his friend’s demeanor changes. His already small smile starts to fade as the thought of you sitting at home alone while he’s out with a buddy crosses his mind, and something just tells him you’re not okay.

“Alright, Buck,” Sam sighs, waving down the bartender with one hand hand placing the other on his friend’s shoulder. “I can practically smell the smoke comin’ from your cyborg brain right now. Go,” he then nods his head at Bucky.

“But-”

“Go,” Sam insists with a smile. “Drinks are on me. I know you’re overthinking about your girl right now. Get home before your brain combusts.”

Bucky scoffs, amused at how well Sam knows him and thankful for the advice. He only hopes it will work, and that whatever tension there is between you two can be resolved.

He can’t stand not cuddling and kissing you like he used to.

~♡~

A knock comes at your front door just around eight, after you’ve already showered and changed into your pyjamas - ironically, it’s your boyfriend’s blue henley and a pair of his baggy grey sweats. You’d known Bucky was going out with Sam, so you expected to be alone for the rest of the night.

Toeing over the smooth panels of the wooden floor in your fuzzy socks, you leave your bedroom and head for the main door, nervous as to who may be there.

But an involuntary smile graces your lips when you open the door to your boyfriend, standing in the hallway with a beautiful bouquet of white roses in his hand and a box of your favorite chocolates in the other.

“Bucky,” you breathe, and even with things in his hands, he wraps his arms around your torso and brings you in for a delicate kiss.

“Hi, Sweets,” he greets after breaking away.

“What— uh, what are you doing here?” you stammer, suddenly becoming aware of how tightly you’re clinging to him and pulling back to put space between the two of you. “Thought you were out with Sam,” you say softly, stepping backwards to let him into your apartment, then turning around to head over to the living room.

“I… Well, I’d rather be with you,” he says, following after you. After a few steps, he catches up to you, and hands you the flowers and chocolates.

“What are these for?” you ask, accepting the gifts and admiring the roses with a small smile.

“Don’t need a reason to get my girl some flowers that are almost as pretty as her,” Bucky says, and you’d be swooning if you still weren’t so nervous about coming off as clingy.

Stepping over into the kitchen, you set the chocolate on the counter, then grab an empty vase to fill with water to place the flowers in. Bucky stands near you, watching as you fulfill the task, then setting the vase on your kitchen table, where all of Bucky’s flowers for you have gone.

Next, he grabs your hand as you bush past him to go back to the living room.

“Are you here to spend the night? Where’s Alpine?” you ask, dropping his hand as you sit down on the couch.

Bucky’s heart sinks and his smile falls. He thought you’d appreciate the little surprise, but now he’s convinced you’re just not into him anymore.

“I stopped to check on her right before coming to you. She’s good for the night if you want me to stay. Otherwise I— I can go back,” he says, hesitantly sitting down on the couch beside you.

“No, that’s okay,” you nod, relieved to hear that he’s here because he wants to be, and not because you’ve forced him to.

Silence falls over the room like a heavy, uncomfortable blanket. You’ve never felt this way being alone with Bucky before. You hate it. You want to snuggle up with him and have him hold you tight.

But you know that would be too annoying.

Too suffocating.

Those words echo in your head over and over again, until Bucky breaks the silence, pulling you from the spiral of your thoughts.

“Sweetheart,” Bucky mutters, reaching out to grab your hand. “Are you okay?”

“Mhm,” you smile and nod, pulling your hand from his, then scootch just a tad away from him.

“You’re just… You don’t seem like yourself lately. I’m worried, Sweets.”

“I’m fine, Buck,” you assure him, though he isn’t convinced.

“Okay,” he pauses generously before speaking up again. “Are we… okay?”

“Yeah,” you nod again, but Bucky finally builds up the courage to ask you directly what he wants.

“You’ve just been really distant lately. No more cuddles, hugs, kisses… no more movie nights or making dinner together. I’ve barely seen you this week, and I know you’re busy with Banner, but I miss you. I just… Are you… do you want to break up with me?” he asks, and your heart shatters into a million pieces.

“No, James,” you coo, finally reaching out to grab his hand again. “Not at all, Honey.”

“Then why haven’t you been as affectionate as you used to be?” he asks, voice shaking with nerves and heartbreak.

Another wave of silence washes over the room as you debate whether or not you’ll tell him the truth. You know you should, and against all the fear you’re feeling right now, you know it’s worth it to save your relationship with the sweetest man on the planet.

“I heard you talking to Sam, Bucky,” you say softly, removing your hand from his and casting your gaze to your lap.

“What, Sweets?” he asks with a small frown.

“I heard you talking… about me.”

Bucky doesn’t understand. When are you talking about? Did he accidentally butt dial you when he was with Sam tonight? Fuck technology, he thinks. What has he done?

“Tonight?” he asks nervously, but you shake your head. “Sweetheart, I’m lost. When are you talking about?” he asks, and you begin to dread having to explain to him what you overheard.

“In the kitchen. A few weeks ago. You said you needed a break,” you state, blinking to get rid of the tears that are blurring your eyes but instead one escapes, and rolls down your cheek, making your heartbreak evident to your boyfriend. “I heard you say I was too clingy. Annoying. Suffocating,” you wince as you speak the words that have been daggers in your heart since the moment you’d heard them.

Bucky’s jaw falls open and his face goes white as he watches you break down into sobs.

“Oh, (Y/n),” he sighs and shakes his head. “Oh my god. No no no,” he gathers you in his arms and kisses your head and cheeks and all over face.

“I never meant to be so clingy, Bucky. I’m sorry. They always told me I was too attached. I didn’t mean to bother you. I’m so sorry,” you sob into his chest.

“Sweetheart, no no no!” he quietly exclaims, pulling away from you and grabbing a tissue from the box in your coffee table to dry your stray tears. “I wasn’t talking about you!”

“You… you weren’t?” you ask shakily.

“No, sweet girl,” he assures you. “You could never be too clingy or too attached or too much anything. You’re perfect. I love your hugs and your cuddles and your kisses. I crave your cuddles when I’m gone away on missions. I wish I could bottle up your kisses and keep them in my pocket for whenever I need one. I love you, (Y/n),” he confesses, and your stomach floods with butterflies instead of sadness.

“I love you, too, Bucky,” you admit with a giggle through your tears, relief washing over you like a massive tidal wave.

“I’m so sorry you overheard that, and I’m so sorry you’ve been feeling that way for all these weeks,” he wraps his arms around you again, squeezing you tightly to him.

“It’s okay. I know I should have asked you sooner. I guess I just assumed the worst and I immediately shut down. I wanted to give you the space I thought you needed from me,” you whisper into the crook of his neck.

“I don’t need any space from you, Sweets,” he replies softly. “And I was most certainly not talking about you,” he reassures, then pulling away from you just enough to hold your eye contact.

“Who was it, then?” you ask hesitantly, though you know it’s not you.

“Alexis. That new recruit,” he begins, rolling his eyes, and you laugh at how annoyed he looks. “I was assigned to train her, but she’s got this weird thing for me. She gets way too close and touchy in training and continues with it even after training. I’ve asked her to stop, but she just hasn’t listened. I had to tell Sam about it; it was just getting too far,” he shakes his head.

“Oh, wow,” you frown, now feeling bad for Bucky as he’s had to deal with such unwanted contact with this recruit. “I’m sorry, Buck.”

“It’s not your fault, sweet girl,” he assures, leaning in to kiss you gently. “I just had to let Sam know. He’s gonna switch her out for someone else for me to train. Maybe even talk to Nat or someone who’s in charge of recruitment if it continues.”

“Good,” you nod and smile, eyes going wide in relief.

“Yeah,” Bucky also chuckles in relief. “I’m so glad we cleared this up."

"Me, too," you tell him. "I'm sorry for not telling you how I was feeling earlier. I feel like it would have avoided all of this."

"Probably," he laughs softly. "But I can't blame you for doing what you did. I can't imagine how you were feeling after hearing all that. I honestly didn't know what to do with myself when you started avoiding me, Sweets."

"Bucky, I'm so sorry," you give him a sad smile.

"No, I get it," he shakes his head and smiles, pulling you in closer, so much so that you're practically in his lap. "Now we just have a few weeks of cuddles to make up for, don't we?"

"Yes," you giggle as he feathers kisses to your neck and shoulders. "That we do."

"I love you so much, Sweetheart," he then whispers against your lips.

"I love you, too."

~♡~

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enthyrea · 1 year

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the future is useful for many things, including hobbies where u can live out your crush on your roommate/coworker

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alliesway · 6 months

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THEY HAVE DONE IT ONCE AGAIN.

#throwback to my 2021 post lol #marvel #loki series #loki season 2 #tfatws #the falcon and the winter soldier #sam wilson #bucky barnes #wandavision #wanda maximoff #avengers #tony stark #steve rogers #meme #mcu

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saryasy · 6 months

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requested by @livingincolorsagain insp

Bonus:

#sambucky #sambuckygifs #onlysambucky #bucky barnes #sam wilson #sambuckyedit #marvelgifs #marveledit #mcuedit #dailymarveltv #alivedean #rosettyler #tfatws #tfatwsedit #man it hits me when i gif them just how much i miss them #my gifs #*sb #the falcon and the winter soldier #y'all can thank a for all these gifs btw

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plantswithme · 10 months

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#the smiling guy to the left are the sambuckies whenever they bicker😂 we’re like 🥰#i just realized they’re wearing the same jacket but in different colors-#sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #captain america #tfatws #the falcon and the winter soldier

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fiprobably · 3 months

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comfort.

#sambucky #buckysam #winterfalcon #sam wilson #captain america #falcon #bucky barnes #winter soldier #the falcon and the winter soldier #falcon and the winter soldier #tfatws #marvel #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #fi probably draws

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sarifinasnightmare · 5 months

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Seeking Warmth

Rating: For Everyone

Summary: Bucky is usually the one waking Sarah up with his nightmares. Tonight it's the other way around.

Warning: Deals with grief over a loved one.

Prompt: Tell me a story...I don't know any stories.

Sarah woke up gasping with tears streaming down her face. Quickly she tried to stifle her sobs, but it was too late, Bucky was already awake and staring down at her with great concern.

“What happened?” He asked, checking her over. Usually, it was him that woke up, sweaty and stressed from his nightmares. Tonight, it was the other way around and honestly, he didn’t really care for it.

The strong, indomitable part of herself wanted to wipe her tears away and assure him that it was just a nightmare and she was fine, but her heart was still aching and the tears weren’t stopping, so she just let herself weep.

“Sarah?” He asked more gently as he reached out to rest his hand over the one she hand laying over her chest.

“I…” she tried to gather her thoughts, but it was tough as the painful memory clung to her. “…I begged him not to leave me…I know I should’ve…go in peace…but I was in so much…pain…”

Understanding, Bucky reached over and pulled her into his arms as the bitter memory of her husband’s death overwhelmed her. From what he’d been told, Cassius had put off seeing the doctor until the pain had become unbearable and by then the diagnosis came too late. He’d died so quickly that it had left his beloved Sarah grief stricken and in utter shock. Like him, the trauma never truly healed, but was set aside only to emerge like a ghost in the night.

“Just cry it out.” He soothed her gently. “I’m here.”

“He told me he was sorry. He wished he had done things different.” She sighed. “I had to pretend that I was strong, that I could handle doing it on my own just to put him at ease.” She shook her head. “I wasn’t…I was so…angry…and scared…he promised to grow old with me and he…lied.”

“You still angry?” He asked curiously.

For a moment she said nothing, just buried her face against his soft blue shirt. “Maybe bitter. I mean, all of this could’ve been avoided and he’d still be here watching our boys grow, helping me with the house, the business…I wouldn’t have this hole…”

“It’s because I asked about marriage isn’t it? You’re afraid that I’m going to leave you like your husband did.”

They had been dating for years now and Bucky was completely invested in Sarah, Cass and AJ. He had broached the topic to her expecting some excitement, but instead had received a timid response begging him to let her think about it.

Sarah felt fresh tears of frustration spill out. “I want to say yes. I’m aching to say yes, but the memories hurt so much. Bucky, I love you, I do, please believe me.”

He kissed her precious face and squeezed her tight against him. “I know you love me. I’m so lucky that you love me and I love you so much that sometimes I can’t see straight.”

“How can you love someone whose too scared to get married again?”

He sighed, staring down at her sad brown eyes and kissed her forehead. “I have so much baggage and so do you. I pushed too soon and I’m sorry for that. You and the boys are all that I need, and I shouldn’t need a ring and a paper to confirm it.”

“You deserve it, Bucky. After everything, you deserve to get exactly what you want.” She insisted.

“I got what I want. I’m not mad, promise.” He smiled warmly at her. “Please don’t cry.”

It was still too raw, and she sighed. “Make me forget…Tell me a story.”

Bucky frowned a little. “I don’t know any stories.”

Now she frowned. “Was it all so miserable for you back then? You had no happy moments?”

“I mean no, but so much is a blur…I do remember my childhood and days during the war.” Suddenly the corner of his lips lifted. “I just remembered.”

“What?”

“It was during the war, and I was with my unit. The weather was so cold, the coldest I’d ever felt in my life and we were all freezing our asses off. Many of us huddled together sharing blankets. Gabe was always warm blooded, so he was fairing slightly better and was trying to sleep. Jim was a popsicle and had rested against Gabe to get some warmth. Dum Dum noticed the cuddle fest and decided to start telling this dirty story about him and some girl he met at a bar. It was just getting good when all of sudden Gabe flipped out on Jim and was like yelling, Hell no, Jim, what the hell! and Dum Dum was laughing hysterically. It took me a minute to realize that Jim really liked the story and Gabe felt it.”

Sarah snorted then giggled, making Bucky grin triumphantly.

“They’re all a bunch of idiots, but they were great guys. I miss them.” He added, soothing away a lingering tear from her cheek. “I can tell you more. I remember one time with Pinkerton, a girl and a tank.”

“Maybe later.” Sarah smiled faintly. “Where did you met girls during a war. I imagined it was all fighting.”

“Well when Steve joined us we got a little more down time and there were a lot of cute nurses and secretaries.”

“Any caught your eye?” She pressed her cheek against his hand, finding comfort in his warmth.

“A few, but none like you.” He admitted before kissing her nose.

“You don’t have to say that. I bet they were beautiful with their red lipstick and fitted uniforms.”

“Well yeah but they’re still not you. I love you.”

Her heart swelled and her smile grew stronger. “I love you too. Hold me tight. I don’t want to feel alone.”

“I’m here.” He promised, clutching her to him as he pulled the sheets to cover them both. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

Soothed, Sarah drifted off, confident that Bucky would keep the nightmares at bay.

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thesunwillart · 11 months

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pride parade sambucky!! for @sambuckylibrary summer bingo!

#sambucky #sbsummer2023 #sam wilson #bucky barnes #winterfalcon #tfatws #mcu fanart #my art #the sillies #I COULD MAKE THESE STICKERS... MAYHAPS

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daniel-bruehl · 1 year

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"I thought Captain America was on the moon?"

THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER or What if...? for @mcuchallenge | March 2023

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kgficz · 3 months

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Don’t Give Me Up

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Platonic!Sam Wilson x Reader

Summary: You were on the run from SHIELD. When Bucky and Sam find you, will they turn you over, or will they help you?

Word Count: 2.3k

The cold night air grazed the faint hairs on your skin; causing shivers through your body. “This is so stupid” you mumble to yourself as you move through the dark corridor. Running from SHIELD was certainly not on your to do list for the week and yet here you were; accused of murdering one of their agents.

Your feet were light on the ground; after you’d lost the agents coming after you, you figured you were in the clear but better safe than sorry. You continued to make your way through this abandoned warehouse, your eyes struggling to adjust to the light.

Soon you heard a shuffle behind you, causing you to holt to a stop. Your heart pounded in your chest as you kept your head facing forward.

“I’m not gonna hurt you” the voice said from a few feet behind. You turned around slowly, carefully.

Your eyes locked in on him as you turned; you cocked your head as you realised who it was. The Winter Soldier… well, ex- Winter Soldier from what you heard on TV.

His eyes focused in on you as you stepped back, looking around for a way out of this.

“I didn’t kill any agents” you said quickly, somewhat panicked.

“Yea I figured” he replied as he looked you over. “You don’t look like the murderous type” he added with a huff.

A deep breath escaped you as you sighed in relief, finally someone didn’t believe this crap.

“But” he said as he stepped forward, “you do know something”.

“I don’t” you answered quickly, keeping your hands out. You continued to back away until your shoulders hit the concrete wall behind you.

Within a few seconds, The Falcon was running around the corner; stepping beside Bucky. It was enough seeing one superhero, and now you had to deal with two? Great.

“Just come with us” Sam Wilson said, keeping his voice calm in an attempt to make you feel comfortable.

You realised then that to the left of you, there was an open space between piles of crates. Might as well take your chances.

You bolted.

Weaving through the wooden planks and out into the wide warehouse. It was huge with no place to hide. You headed for the door on the opposite side as Bucky and Sam went after you. It didn’t take long before a hand caught your arm; pulling you back.

The force came so quickly, you thought you might go flying. Bucky’s hands held your arms down as you struggled, attempting to pull yourself away from him.

“Take it easy” he said calmly, as though keeping you still was no effort to him whatsoever.

“Let go of me!” You yelled as you continued to push and kick at him. His metal arm wrapped around you, holding you still.

“You’re gonna hurt yourself if you keep that up, sweetheart” he exclaimed before you finally began to calm down. You had no chance against him, that much was clear.

“We’re not going to hand you over to SHIELD. Not yet” Sam said as he stepped in front of you. His eyes looked over to Bucky, gesturing for him to let you go.

Bucky’s arms dropped away slowly and you stepped away from him, with a scowl on your face. Bucky sighed as he stood where he was.

Your eyes looked back at Sam now as your mind raced. As far as you knew, these men worked for SHIELD.

“What do you want then?” You questioned before clenching your jaw in frustration.

“We want you to tell us what’s really going on” he answered.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” you replied quietly.

“I think you do” he answered.

“You might not have killed an agent, but you know more than you’re leading on” he added as his eyes scanned your face.

You looked away now, taking in a few breaths; contemplating. You weren’t exactly a fan of these superhero guys; how could you really trust them not to turn you over?

Whilst you were too busy thinking to yourself, SHIELD agents burst in through the doors; their guns raised and aimed at you.

Your arms immediately rose, praying to god they would not fire. Sam and Bucky looked at each other, clearly shocked as the agents grabbed you. You were roughly hauled to the ground as handcuffs were placed on your wrists behind your back.

“Hey. Easy” Bucky said as he walked over with his hand out.

“You’re under arrest” the agent announced to you, ignoring Bucky’s words before he lifted you back to your feet.

Agents were swarming you, keeping Sam and Bucky out of your line of sight as they drew you away. You were screwed now.

It had been hours since you arrived here; sat in the middle of a small white room with your hands cuffed on the table in front of you. No one had spoken to you since you were thrown in here. Your head rested down against your arms whilst you focused on breathing slowly, staying calm. Should you ask for a lawyer? Does SHIELD even allow lawyers? You sighed… this was a mess.

Time continued to pass until the door swung open; causing your eyes to snap up.

“Shit” you mumbled to yourself once you recognised it was Sam and Bucky walking into the room. They sat down across from you, their eyes locked in on you.

You pulled yourself up in your seat, trying your best to remain brave despite the fact that you were losing your mind with each passing second.

“You ready to talk to us?” Sam said carefully.

You pursed your lips before speaking “So much for not handing me into SHIELD” you retorted causing Bucky to look down as he smirked to himself.

Your eyes shot daggers at him as your attention turned over to himself instead of Sam. “What’s so funny?” You questioned.

“Nothing” he replied, throwing his hands up. You sighed as you looked back over to Sam.

“Why don’t you just tell us your side of the story?” He asked with a gentle tone.

“My side?” You questioned. “My side is- I didn’t kill anyone” you answered firmly.

“Then tell us who did” Sam said causing you to stop, processing your thoughts.

“What makes you think I’d know something like that?” You asked, feeling your heart rate pick up.

Bucky looked over at Sam now as they exchanged looks.

“Why else would you run?” Sam returned .

Your jaw clenched as he spoke. You needed to keep your mouth shut. No one could know what you had seen. They’d kill you. Sam and Bucky noticed your refusal to speak.

“We can keep you safe” Sam said, almost as though he was reading your mind.

“I don’t need your help” you replied quickly as your eyes darted between the two of them.

Bucky leaned forward now, his hands on the table as his eyes locked with yours.

“Who are you really running from?” He questioned.

You avoided his eyes, gulping. Your hands now rested in your lap, you wished you could crawl inside yourself and disappear.

“No one” you replied quietly, trying to push away the flood of memories attempting to appear. Their screams echoed in your mind as you shook your head.

“Let us help you” he said, wishing you would trust his words.

“What are you two doing in here?” An agent yelled as he stormed into the room; his eyes locked on Sam and Bucky.

Bucky let out a sigh as Sam stood up, facing the agent. “We just needed to ask a few questions” he answered.

“On what authority?” The agent questioned.

Bucky’s eyes were on you as Sam went back and forth with the SHIELD agent. Soon the agent was kicking them out of the room. You didn’t spare them a glance as they left, hoping you would not have to speak to them again.

Hours passed when you were finally dragged into a cell; the concrete walls surrounding you. This place looked as though it was fit to hold the Hulk and yet here you were, deemed to be such a threat. You rolled your eyes at the thought.

You laid down on the flimsy mattress; you back feeling the metal bars beneath it. The darkness swallowed you whole as you thought you could hear your own heart pounding in your chest.

The small ceiling loomed over you, enclosing you in this small space. You figured at least this was the safest place you could be. It wasn’t long before you drifted off, the exhaustion taking over.

You woke to the sound of gunshots, causing you to shoot up. What the hell? You whispered to yourself as you stood up. Through the small glass panel in the door, you could see men running with weapons drawn. You immediately ducked down, hoping to stay out of sight.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” you chanted as you moved back. This can’t be good.

As the gunfire continued, you saw blood splattered on the glass of the door. You felt your stomach drop.

The door flew open as men rushed in. These were no SHIELD agents. A man’s hand wrapped tightly around your bicep; hauling you to your feet. You winced in pain at his grip; trying to pull yourself away. As you were walking out; he shoved you against the doorframe, inflicting pain as you moved. You couldn’t help the groan the escaped you.

The men split up, two of them moving with you whilst the others went the other way. SHIELD agents came running around the corner, but were quickly taken down. The man holding you still managed to fire with insane accuracy.

You continued down the hall, reaching the corner when suddenly the two men with you were pulled away. You felt yourself fall to the ground; keeping your head low. Your hands covered your face as you heard the guns going off.

A gun landed on the ground in front of you, causing you to gasp before you were lifted from the ground.

“Come with me!” A voice said from behind you. You turned around quickly to see Bucky standing before you. This time instead of arguing, you nodded quickly.

Bucky’s hand quickly grabbed yours as he guided you through the hall; you realised soon that he was aiming to get out of the building.

He held you behind him as men came into the haul. You watched as he took each of them down easily, barely breaking a sweat.

“What the f-“ you began to say before he tugged at your hand, continuing to move until you reached a stairwell. He looked over the railing to check for more men before you began to run down the steps.

You realised your fitness could use some improvement as you reached the bottom; yours lungs felt as though they were going to collapse. Watching Bucky move so easily made you curse him in your head.

Bucky pulled you out of the building and continued running until he approached a motorbike in the underground car park.

“Get on!” He yelled as he jumped on, urging you to get on the back.

“Oh god-“ you muttered before climbing on behind him; your arms wrapping tightly around his waist.

Within seconds, he took off; hearing the yelp that came out of as he accelerated. He took off into the streets as the sound of gunshots finally began to fade off into the distance. He noticed at no point did your grip loosen. If he was a normal man, he thought you would have suffocated him by now.

After what felt like a lifetime; he pulled into another underground parking lot. He turned off the ignition when he came to a stop and noticed your grip was still tight.

“You’re okay now” he said as he looked over his shoulder. You felt yourself breathing quickly; the adrenaline rushing through your veins.

“I think- I’m going to have- a heart attack” you panted. You felt him chuckle under your hold.

You eventually loosened your grip before he stepped off the bike. His arm wrapped around you gently as he guided you off. He began walking towards another door and you followed close behind. Your eyes looked up at you walked in the door.

“More steps” you sighed, not noticing Bucky’s small smile as you walked up each level.

When you reached the top, he lead you to a loft and let you walk in first. Your eyes widened, this place was huge. Bucky’s eyes were on you as you looked around with your lips parted, taking it all in.

“Sam should be here soon” Bucky announced as he walked over to the kitchen bench. You moved over past the couch; looking out the large window which gave a wide view of the city below.

You nodded as he spoke, not entirely processing what he was saying. He eventually walked over to you, his gaze softening.

“So… you’re not turning me over to SHIELD?” You asked softly before glancing over at him.

Despite his height and muscular frame (and the fact that you’d seen him take down several men with relative ease), he felt non-threatening.

“No” he answered plainly.

Your eyes traced the features of his face; why did it take you so long to notice how handsome he was? You shook your head slightly at your thought. Pull yourself together.

“But I think it’s time you talk” he added before letting out a breath. His voice wasn’t as stern as before; but you could tell he was serious.

You bit the inside of your cheek as you debated the issue with yourself.

“I can’t” you answered anxiously, your eyes looking down at your fingers.

He took a step forward, only standing a few feet from you. “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you” he said, matter-of-factly.

Your eyes shot up, staring into his.

“I don’t want anyone else to get hurt” you murmured before letting out a deep breath.

“Then let us help you” he replied.

Maybe you could trust him. Maybe you couldn’t. Right now, the best way to survive, is with him.

#bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #Bucky Barnes #Bucky Barnes fic #sam wilson #the winter soldier x reader #the winter soldier fic #tfatws #james buchanan barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes

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