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buckyismybicycle · 2 years

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CHAPTER 4

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit (later) Tags/Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Insecurities, Body Image Issues, References to Depression/Anxiety/Eating Disorders/Alcohol Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Alternate Universe - No Powers/Hockey, Team Bonding, Slow Burn (sexy tags include Service Top Bucky Barnes, Hair-pulling and who knows what else) Summary: Boston Bruins trade notorious party animal/human disaster Bucky Barnes to the Dallas Stars, and captain Steve Rogers is not impressed when Fury puts him on babysitting duties. But, as he gets to know Bucky - really gets to know Bucky - he wonders if maybe the media has got it all wrong - very, very wrong.

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“You’re early,” Bucky greets, when he opens the door for Steve the next morning. It’s 7:26am.

“Barely,” Steve counters. Besides, it looks like Bucky was ready. He’s fully dressed, in what Steve is now dubbing to be typical Bucky fashion — black jeans and a plain shirt, which today happens to be grey.

His baseball cap was backwards, the hair that’s visible looks soft and Steve has to keep his hands wrapped around the strap of his equipment bag to stop himself from reaching out to touch it.

Excuses of it being too early in the morning was enough to keep them from having to hold up a conversation, and Bucky leaned his head against the window, cushioned by his hand as he looked out the window with a barely cracked open eye.

Whatever concerns Steve originally had about Bucky’s integration with the team was unfounded, that’s for sure. They weren’t the first ones there, and it worked better this way – in small groups instead of the overwhelming energy of his whole team – but Dum Dum gets up immediately in just his shorts and bombards them at the door.

“You must be the new kid!”

“You know his name,” Steve sighs exasperatedly.

“Hi, I’m New Kid, but you’re welcome to call me Bucky.”

“Oi, I like this one,” Dugan says to Steve, like he’s got anything to do with the assembly of the team.

“This is Tim Dugan, that’s Jim Falsworth. The guy invading your stall is Clint Barton,” Steve declares instead.

Introductions seem a little unnecessary when you’re in the league —- you all knew of each other, but Bucky takes it in stride anyway.

“Cool,” Bucky replies easily with a casual three-fingered wave.

So it goes, just like that - natural and flowing - as if Bucky had been a part of this team for years. It makes something swell in Steve’s heart, to see the closest thing he has to family reach out and scoop Bucky in like a bunch of mother hens.

Clint is already talking animatedly to Bucky, whose face is in deep concentration, and the rest of the crew trickle in, all of them making a pit stop at his stall.

He’s not bitter – he knows that he’s not Bucky, never was, and probably never will be. His first day had been full of nerves, struggling to find a place with the guys. While that’s all changed now, there’s a part of him that envies the easy smile on Bucky’s face, the way he nods enthusiastically when someone talks, and they all flock to him like moths to a flame. A beautiful flame, at that.

It works out that his stall is right across from Bucky’s, so Steve can watch without really looking, which makes him feel shame and guilt. He knows he’s not supposed to use the locker room as a place to ogle other men, he’s not supposed to feel aroused by the way Bucky sits nonchalantly in just the bottom half of his gear, his everything else on display. He knows he’s not supposed to want to trace every intricate trail of ink with his tongue —

He mentally berates himself — he’s their captain for fuck’s sake.

… But he’s only human and he sure as shit ain’t blind.

Bucky’s easy on the eyes, he can’t be blamed, right?

Focus. He used to be good at that – focusing – and he’s hoping he still can be even with Bucky Barnes in the same space as him.

Finally, all laced up and ready to go, the team heads down the tunnel and onto the ice.

They try Bucky on his left, first. In almost no time, Steve finds Bucky slotting passes to him, even when he’s got a better angle. He doesn’t think much of it at first, but the longer they go on, the more he notices it. Was he doing it on purpose, feeding Steve the puck?

“Barnes, take a damn shot!” Fury barks from the side at the next whistle. To Bucky’s credit, he simply glides into place, not shaken one bit, and Steve faces off against Morita for the puck drop, winning it.

He’s barely turned around before he sees Clint zip by with the puck, Barnes tailing him, and off they go towards the goal with Jones and Sawyer trailing behind Steve as he joins the play. Lang cuts Clint off, and Steve can feel it before it even happens.

Clint passes, and Bucky dekes around Ward to stretch his stick out for the pass, settling the puck as he keeps his speed. There’s a hidden power somewhere in Bucky, because it barely looks like a flick of the wrist, but the puck snaps up and over Dugan’s blocker.

“That’s it!!” Clint hollers across the ice as Bucky loops around the net and basically floats up to Clint, giving him a fistbump to the shoulder, which Clint returns with a tight, one-armed hug.

“Why haven’t you been doing that this whole practice?” Steve asks as he goes up to give him a congratulatory tap with his stick.

“Do it again!” Fury hollers, smacking his stick to the ice.

“Or don’t!” Dugan counters as he scoops the puck out of the back of his net, getting a few chuckles.

Bucky does, in fact, do it again, before the end of practice, and it earns him a noogie on the helmet from Dum Dum.

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Normally, Steve doesn’t bother with the showers after practice. He sticks his Stars cap on, originally black but faded grey from the sun, low over his eyes and drives home. But, for some reason, he had offered to take Bucky grocery shopping, even though he’d done his own groceries a few days ago and now he has to make himself presentable on top of that.

It just also means that Bucky showers too, and they’re two of the last people to leave, which means Steve gets to look without people noticing, bad as he feels about it.

He’s seen the arm a few times now, and has always wanted to ask about the design. He’s drawn to art, which every piece on Bucky is. There’s another tattoo on Bucky’s hip that dips below the band of his jeans and there’s too little of it showing for Steve to know what it is, but he wants to find out more than he cares to admit.

Distracting himself, he asks Bucky something that’s been gnawing on his mind all practice. “Hey, why didn’t you take any shots before Fury yelled at you?”

Bucky’s just gotten his shirt on over his still-damp hair that he shoves under his cap. “Iunno? It just.. felt like something I should be doing?”

Steve frowns. “No way, if you got a shot, I want you to take it. You’ve got a heck of a shot and find all sorts of angles. Never think of passing it off if you got it in sight.”

Bucky looks a little stunned, but eventually nods. “Yessir.”

Steve almost makes it out of the room without tripping over himself. Almost.

BUCKY

Steve opts for a smaller store. It’s smart – less people, no media. But Bucky’s not used to the quiet yet. It’s almost worse, the feeling of being watched quietly, even if he’s sure nobody is actually looking his way. He tugs his baseball cap down and sticks his hands in his pockets as if that could stop him from trying to scratch the itch under his skin.

He waits for the “it’s you!” or “hey, were those really your dick pics?” but they don’t come. Not in this small market, where there are only two cashiers working and about just as many people shopping.

“What is this magical place?” Bucky jokes, though he keeps his sunglasses on, unlike Steve. The blonde folds his Ray-Bans up and tucks them into his pocket, like a man who hasn’t been in the news for his wild partying - oh wait.

“It’s just a store, Bucky.”

Steve doesn’t get it, and that’s fine by Bucky, but it’s going to take more than one trip to a quiet store for Bucky to believe that it’s like this all the time.

Steve takes a cart, banks a right, like it’s his second home but Bucky can’t help it if he’s still keeping an eye out.

In the end, he does ask Steve which cereal he should get and immediately is able to determine that Steve is indeed a full-fledged Boring Person™.

“Seriously? Nature’s Path Smart Bran?”

“It’s one of the healthiest cereals! The fibre content is extremely high and –”

“Please stop,” Bucky begs, and they both break down into a fit of laughter in aisle 4 of a random Brookshire Brothers. He gets a box of Captain Crunch, just to see how much of a lecture he gets, and it’s worth every bit.

Bucky has a suspicion that Steve didn’t really need to make this trip, not with the way he’s thrown all of five items in the cart, and Bucky’s not really sure what to do with that information. Is Steve that much of a golden boy, that he’d offer to take Bucky on a shopping trip just because?

He tries to shop with a list, he really does, but sometimes he veers off course. Like the entire can of diced pineapples that he plans to have with his vanilla frozen yogurt. It’s the only thing that he’s ever had to break his diet plan for. He surprises himself when he grabs ingredients for an old family recipe, memories of his mom teaching him to layer generously popping into his head. So what if he wants to make Steve a thank-you lasagna? Sue him.

Unloading the truck when they get home is an adventure. One that starts with Bucky trying to carry everything, then Steve calling him a madman, and ending with Bucky carrying all his bags up in one trip to prove a point.

“You’re one of those people,” Steve teases, watching the ridiculousness of twenty or so bags hanging off Bucky’s hands and arms. “Why are you like this?”

“What, efficient?” Bucky fires back, even if the plastic bags are digging into his forearms and no doubt leaving little white and red stripes in their wake.

Steve just rolls his eyes as they stop on Bucky’s floor. “Are you sure you don’t need help?”

“I got it, I got it.” And he does — even if he has to do a sideways crab shuffle to get off the elevator.

He’s pretty sure he hears Steve chuckling as the door closes, but he feels too triumphant to care about it. Until he has to fish the keys out of his pocket.

Well, fuck.

Despite the feeling of loneliness, there is also something… freeing about being by himself. No expectations, no rules, no need to put on a front. Tying his hair back, he sets about putting everything away, humming to himself as he does.

When he’s mostly done, he eyes up the remaining ingredients on the counter. He takes a deep breath. It’s not a big deal. It’s not.

He turns on the stove and gets down to business.

[Image of Text Message Conversation: The recipient is “Cap’n Crunch”. Bucky: Have you had dinner yet? Steve: Haven’t even started thinking about it yet. Why, what’s up? Bucky: Can I come down with something in a bit then? Steve: Of course? You know you can come down whenever you want. Any time. Bucky: Next time I’ll be sure to barge in at 3am.]

He’s strangely nervous as he’s texting Steve. So nervous that the space in his stomach tightens to the point where he’s pretty sure he wouldn’t manage a single bite, but that’s fine. Right? Right.

The lasagna’s still hot, so it’s not like he can carry it down right now, unless…

“Hey, Bu —” Steve’s greeting is cut off as he swings the door open for Bucky, because he bursts into laughter at the sight.

“Well that ain’t a very polite way to greet someone who made you dinner!” Bucky’s all grins and jokes when Steve waves him in because he knows he looks a little bit clownish, with his usual outfit but accessorized by oven mitts.

“God — sorry, I just —”

“Relax, I’m just jerkin’ ya around. Listen, it was the only way I could bring it down while it was still hot.”

He sets it down in the mat that Steve’s put out on the table, tin foil crinkling as Steve removes it. Bucky takes his oversized mitts off and watches as Steve’s eyes sparkle at the dish once he’s uncovered it.

“Wow, this looks… amazing.”

“You didn’t have to sound so surprised, jeez,” Bucky says, feigning hurt as he covers his heart with his hand.

“Don’t be a jerk,” Steve retorts, all smiles. “Now whaddya wanna drink? I’ll get you water on the side.”

Except water comes out as almost like “wa-tah” and it amuses Bucky to hear the Boston accent peek through randomly. He’s pretty sure Steve’s not aware of it whatsoever, which makes it even more endearing. It should remind him of the fact he was traded — booted from the team, but it doesn’t.

It’s funny, Bucky thinks – that he doesn’t actually miss Boston the way he thought he would. The ice had always been his home, deep down inside, and he thought that at some point it meant the TD Garden building, but maybe Texas isn’t so bad after all.

Bucky hadn’t assumed he was staying, but Steve brings back two plates like it’s the most natural thing in the world, and they clink their glasses of water together like two very uncool bachelors. Bucky hadn’t even been able to fuss over the gigantic portions that Steve is dishing out before Steve just raves on and on about the meal. It makes Bucky flush all over, warm and floating, the praise and glowing looks Steve showers him in.

“Buck, this is the best lasagna I’ve ever had. I would pay you to make this for me again.”

“I’ll make it for ya free of charge, ‘cause I’m a nice guy like that. Any time, pal.”

He really means it.

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nerdy-glasses · 3 months

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Does anyone know the stucky ballet AU that was posted during stucky big bang a few years ago? I can't remember the name...

Stucky (and Natasha) were all ballet dancers in New York. Bucky was recovering from an injury. There was also a serial killer at loose?

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disasterofastory · 2 years

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Doll - Part 4 (Stucky x Reader)

Doll

Part 4 - Punishment // Doll Masterlist

Stucky x Reader

Bodyguard AU

Warnings: spanking

Summary: Your bodyguards teach you a lesson.

You pace up and down in the silence of your room. Your eyes wander to the door from time to time. You should give them a piece of your mind. They would deserve it! It's not a way to treat anyone! What are they thinking? What are you? A kid? They can't punish you with silent treatment! Yes, you fucked up big time, so? You learned your lesson already! There is no need to be this cruel.

Deep down, you know you are heartbroken. It seems like you are not so important to them. Otherwise, they couldn't put you aside so easily. You are just another job.

And it's okay.

You will get over it.

But treating you like a burden is not fair!

With that thought, you march out of your room, making your way to Bucky's room before you can change your mind.

You deserve better.

The door rattles in its frame as you bang on it. Your fist hits the wooden surface repeatedly until you hear the small klick of the lock. Your hand is in the air when the door opens with a frowning Bucky behind it. He wears grey sweatpants with a matching hoodie, and god, he looks good. You are sure you would appreciate the view in any other circumstances. But right now, you are angry. Furious even.

"Can we talk?" You ask him, matching his expression. You won't back away even if your heart breaks through your ribcage.

"We can talk in the morning," he answers.

"No, we can't," you argue. You are afraid you won't be brave enough to talk in the morning.

Another door opens in the background, and you can see Steve's tall form from the corner of your eyes.

"Then speak," Bucky says, drawing your attention back to him.

You know what you want to say. You didn't forget it. But forming words while both of them watch you is much harder than being face to face with only one of them. You already feel your throat tightening.

"Well," you clear your throat. "I..."

Bucky has a really hard time hiding his amusement from you. You were so confident a few seconds ago before Steve appeared. You were ready to fight, and Bucky was waiting for it too.

"You can't treat me like this!" You tell him, forcing a frown back on your face. "I know I fucked up, okay? I shouldn't have gone out without a word, leaving you in the dark about where I am or if I'm okay. It was wrong, I know. But right now, you are the ones who are wrong! Because treating people like this is wrong!"

"Are you done?" Bucky asks after a while, making you scoff. How dare he be so rude to you?!

"Yes," you reply. "And you can-"

"Come in," he says, stepping away from the doorway to give you room.

"What?" You ask back, confused. You were ready to tell them to go home, whatever that means.

"Come in," he repeats it, motioning to Steve to follow you.

You feel trapped when the door closes behind Bucky, and you are alone in the room with your bodyguards. Your heart is in your throat as you stand a few meters away from them with folded arms, waitingly. Both of them seem confident in contrast with you as Bucky sits down on the edge of his bed while Steve walks to the window, looking through it before turning back to you. He wears sweatpants and a worn t-shirt. His blonde hair is still wet from the shower he probably took before hearing you and Bucky in the corridor.

"So?" You snap at them. "What do you want?"

Your eyes are on Bucky since he was the one who asked, no, demanded you into his room.

"We have enough of your misbehavior, Y/N," he says, leaning to his elbows on his knees. His face is still strict but not as stoic as the last few days.

You frown. "And I told you I'm sorry. It was a mistake."

"It was negligence," Steve speaks up for the first time. "You only thought about yourself. What do you think could have happened if something went wrong? Do you think we are here for fun? We were patient with you and each of your whims, but you stepped out of the line this time."

"Your father's business is dangerous, Y/N," Bucky continues before you can cut in. "You are in danger, Y/N. What you can't understand about it?"

"I understand it."

You feel like a child. Your face is warm from embarrassment as they continue to lecture you.

"And you have to be punished." You freeze at Bucky's words. A scoff breaks through your lips as you look up at him from the ground.

"What do you mean?" You scoff. "I think the silent treatment was more than enough!"

"It's not you who decides about it, Y/N."

"Then what do you want?" You mock him. "You will call my father? I can't leave my room?"

"Bend over my knee," Bucky replies, staring at you as you freeze once again.

What does he want? Is he serious?

"You can't be serious," you reply, more quietly this time.

"I am, Y/N," Bucky answers, waiting for you with a raised eyebrow. "And if you don't come here, you will have to take off your pants too."

You don't know what shocks you more, Bucky's words or the slight throbbing between your legs. It can't be real.

"Buck-"

"Pants down, sweetheart."

You look over at Steve for help, but he doesn't move. He just stares at you waitingly. His arms are folded in front of his chest, and his muscles bulge under his shirt.

Okay, you think, if they want to play like this, you can do that, too. You won't back away, and not just because of the growing need between your legs.

Keeping eye contact with the brunette, you hook your fingers under the waistband of your pajama pants. The soft fabric falls to your feet, leaving you just in your shirt and panties. Bucky can barely contain his serious expression when he sees the angry defiance on your face. You look like a kitten who is ready to crawl his eyes out.

"Come here," Bucky orders you again until you are really on his knees, giving a clear view of your bottom to him and Steve. Your whole body burns with embarrassment and excitement at the same time. Anticipation bubbles in your chest as your breath gets erratic.

"Why do you get punished, Y/N?" Bucky asks, dragging his eyes away from your ass to Steve. The blonde man seems surprised. He didn't think you would really do it. Bucky is risking everything if you decide to go to your father after this.

"Because I went out without you," you reply. Your voice is much softer as you lay on the man's knees.

"And?"

"And you couldn't reach me on the phone."

"And what you won't do ever again?"

"I won't go out without telling you," you answer.

"Good," Bucky says, smoothing his large hand on your bottom. His palm is warm and rough. A shiver runs through your body.

"What do you think how much spanking you deserve because of it?"

"It's not me who decides about it," you whisper, repeating his words.

"Very good," he hums. "I think twenty is enough. What do you think, Steve?"

"Twenty-six," Steve answers without thinking. "For every morning, she woke us up."

"Yeah," Bucky nods. "You are right."

You can't even breathe as you wait for the first slap. And you don't have to wait for it for long. Bucky's open palm hits down on your soft flesh with a loud smack. A gasp leaves your mouth at the sudden, burning feeling.

"One," Bucky counts. "How are you, Doll?" He asks. His fingers dig into your flesh, massaging the sore spot.

"I'm fine," you reply, still trying to find out how you feel about the whole thing. You are bending over your bodyguard's lap while the other one watches you get spanked by his best friend.

And you don't hate it.

"Two," Bucky says, and before you could do anything, he slaps you again. And three more times. You fidget on his lap, trying to keep your mind clear, but it's hard when you know you are wet even though your ass really starts to hurt.

"Six." Slap. "Seven." Slap. "Eight." Slap.

You press your forehead against the bed, trying to keep your painful sobs at bay. Your body trembles and you desperately want to stop this, but something stops you. The desire deep down that burns maybe even more than your bottom.

"It's okay," Bucky says, massaging you again to give you some time. "Do you want to stop?"

You shake your head. Your lips are in a thin line.

"Use your words, Y/N," Steve speaks up. His voice is hoarse. He can't drag his eyes away from your pretty bottom and the wet spot on your panties. Bucky smirks up at the blonde man, thinking the same.

"Continue."

Bucky slaps your ass without warning, and for some reason, you know the reason behind it.

"Please," you add.

"Good girl," Bucky hums, petting your skin again. "Are you sure you want to continue? We can stop now, Doll."

"No," you argue. "I want to continue. Please."

Slap.

By the time your punishment ends, you are a crying, horny mess on your bodyguard's lap. Your lips taste like tears, and your body burns with pain and desire, and you don't know which one is more important.

"Twenty-six," Bucky says after the last smack. A relieved sigh leaves your lips in quiet sobs while you let the man adjust you on his lap. Now your bum is on his thighs with your legs at his sides. His arms are around you, petting you and caressing you everywhere.

"You were so good, Doll," he praises you quietly. "So brave for me, hm?"

You nod. "Am I forgiven?"

"Yes," he smiles. "You are forgiven now."

"Thank you."

"Can you stand up?" Steve's voice cuts into your conversation as he comes back from the bathroom. The bulge in his pants is obvious, but you try not to think about it.

"I think," you reply, but your legs still shake, and your mind is dizzy. You didn't notice how tired you got until now.

"You know what," Bucky starts, holding your arm to help you. His voice is soft and patient. "Lay down on the bed."

You let him move you and adjust you on the soft covers. Your red bottom is in front of their eyes again.

"It's a soothing balm," Steve explains, pulling your panties aside a bit from your sore cheek.

Steve's movements are slow, and his touch is soft. The cream helps soothe the burning of your skin, and while they are busy praising you, you fall asleep on Bucky's bed, cocooned in his musky scent.

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doasyoudesireandlive · 1 year

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Just between us

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers/Stucky (college!AU) same universe as my "My BFF's" series.

word count: 1000ish

warnings: fluff, intoxication (they've been drinking), hangovers, kissing, kinda friends with benefits, they are best friends, slight confusion.

a/n: This is Stucky pre-reader in my "my BFF's" series, but can be read as a stand alone. This is only proof-read by me and English is not my first language. Mistakes are mine, and mine alone. Hope you like it!

header by me.

dividers by @saradika

They had always been close. Best friends since childhood, together through thick and thin.

"You know that I love you, Stevie" Bucky put all his weigth on Steves shoulder.

"I love you too, you big teddy bear. But now I need you to come here, and hush. We're not supposed to be out" Their landlord was not a fan of nightly disturbances. Steve stumbles as Bucky trips on his own feet. He pulls his friend up and steadies him towards the door.

They had gone to a party, and Bucky got involved in a drinking game. It seems that Bucky isn't as innocent as Steve thought, considering the game was "Never have I ever" and Bucky kept drinking on almost all the questions.

Bucky giggled, "you know, I think about you a lot. Like a lot-lot."

Steve could feel a blush creep up his collar. Why did Bucky look so cute? Steve had taken a few drinks himself, but he was nowhere as gone as Bucky.

"I think about you too, Buck. You are my best friend" Steve held Bucky a bit closer and then maneuvered him in the door of his room. He layed Bucky down on his bed and tried to position him so he would lay comfortably. After taking Buckys trainers off, Steve takes a blanket and drape it over his best friend.

"thank yoooou, babeeee. i love you" Bucky is almost asleep - the words coming out as a breathy whisper.

Steve stripped down and laid down on his own bed. The words on replay in his head. Why did they make him feel all warm and fuzzy inside?

After a while he dozed off.

He woke around 9. The sound of Bucky violently throwing up in the bathroom worked as a sinister wakeup-call. Groaning at his own headache, he waited until the sounds in the bathroom calmed down before he got up and knocked on the door. "You ok, Buck?"

"Please, stop banging on the door. There is enough banging in my head, I don't need more of it" Bucky groaned, his voice hoarse from throwing up. Steve took this as a sign to come in, and the sight that met him was not a very forgiving one.

Bucky sat on the floor in just his boxer briefs, his other clothes thrown all over the room. His eyes were red rimmed, and his hair…. Well, it resembled a bird's nest more than hair. Bucky looks up at Steve with sad eyes and Steve just loses it.

He takes his friend up into his arms and embraces him in a big hug. The hug lasts a while, Bucky's skin radiating warmth under Steve's hands.

"let's get you into the shower." Bucky nods and sits down on the lid of the toilet, and brushes his teeth, while Steve tidy up the clothes and turn on the water. Soon the water is warm enough and Bucky slides the boxer briefs down muscular thighs. Steve abruptly turns around and he feels himself blush. The sound of the shower curtain signals that it's safe to turn around again.

Why do I react like that? he thinks to himself. He takes some pain killers from the cabinet and is just about to leave the bathroom when Bucky calls out.

"Stevie? Come here"

Steve furrows his brow, but walks up to the shower.

"What is it?" Steve feels a stir of emotions in his stomach.

The shower curtain opens and Bucky stands there in all his glory. Steve can't help but let his eyes wander. A deep chuckle rip him out of his trance and just when he is about to explain himself, he's stopped. Two wet, warm hands reach out for him and pull him into the shower.

"But.. I'm still wearing clothes!" His boxer briefs, socks and tshirt getting wet as he stands under the shower spray.

"tsk tsk tsk, better take them off then" - Bucky's teasing voice makes a shiver run down Steve's spine.

Steve looks Bucky right in the eye as he reaches to pull his tshirt off. The socks follow, but he seems to chicken out when it comes to the underwear.

Bucky seems to notice and step closer. "May I?" he reaches his hands out towards Steve.

Steve swallows hard and nods.

Nimble fingers stroking down Steve's chest, making goosebumps arrupt. When Bucky's fingers finally reach the waistband of his underwear he is so riled up that he can hardly breathe.

holding his hands still, Bucky steps even closer to Steve, their noses are almost touching. Bucky gives the piece of clothing a little tug and Steve wiggles his way out of it, the thud of it landing on the shower floor goes unnoticed by both men.

Steve can hear his heart rushing in his ears and the air feels heavy with want and need. His hands are doing their own thing, reaching out for Bucky and feeling his body.

Bucky moves forward and captures Steve in a tender kiss. Inside Steve, there is a firework going off. He feels like he could fly. He kisses back, the kiss growing deeper and more needy.

They simply stand like that, feeling each other and making out until the water runs cold. When they finally pull apart they grin like idiots.

After turning off the shower and drying off, they got dressed. Steve made his way to the kitchen to find some food or snacks that they could eat.

Bucky tried to find something to watch, and they ended up with a stupid room-com they both had seen at least 10 times.

Sitting down with Bucky, Steve felt the need to clear the air.

"Buck… That thing in the shower…." Bucky glanced over.

"No worries, Steve. I just really felt like kissing you. And it seems to me that you didn't really mind it all that much" A playful smirk appeared on Bucky's lips and Steve huffed out a laugh.

"yeah, it was.. not bad at all" Steve poked Bucky in the side with his finger, earning a laugh from the other.

"So… A one time thing or?" Steve said.

Bucky was silent for a long time.

"What if we just did this when we needed it, and the other one was up for it? "Just between us?" Bucky's voice sounded hopeful.

Steve's eyes met Buckys.

"Just between us." Steve said.

"then it's a deal"

Steve and Bucky looked at each other with rosy cheeks, but turned their heads back to the tv.

This was the kind of thing best friends do? Right?

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if you want to be added to my taglist just let me know!

#tonje writes #stucky #bucky barnes x steve rogers #college au #fluff

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bookgeekgrrl · 1 month

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My media this week (17-23 Mar 2024)

incredible art by harrydarlington

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

🥰 Oscar Wars: A History of Hollywood in Gold, Sweat, and Tears (Michael Schulman, author; Charlie Thurstonn, narrator) - definitely interesting and an enjoyable read. What mainly struck me was that things now are pretty much same as it ever was: the producers have always been horrible to the talent; the academy, despite two serious efforts to course correct, has always been conservative/racist/misogynist, etc.

😍 In Name Only (BootsnBlossoms, Kryptaria) - 84K, 00Q - reread of this fandom classic/forever fave where Bond is 007 & Q is a participant in The Marketplace - love the way this explores Bond wrestling with concepts utterly unknown to him but also his own desires

🙂 Not With a Whimper, But a Bang (emptydistractions, seleneheart) - 46K, urban fantasy AU, dragon!Bucky - read for stucky bookclub - satisfactory read, some intriguing worldbuilding

😊 red wine supernova (donderwolk) - 91K, hocky rpf, one of them had to retire early from the NHL due to a chronic migraine condition, the other's a ceramcist who teaches a local rec center class. Very entertaining read, good quality angst. I enjoyed the characterizations very much

💖💖 +200K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

Sourwood Mountain (Pennyplainknits) - Stranger Things: Munson Family Feels, 5K - great fic with a genius premise and badass munson family feelings

For Which The First Was Made (leupagus) - Agatha Christie's Marple: Jane/Gabriel, 35K - great Miss Marple fic; as I told the author, I never pictured Miss Marple with a boytoy but after reading this fic and watching the inspiration for it, my mind has been EXPANDED. plus I love an epistolary story!

Interrupted Heists, Dentist Visits, and Other Romantic Dates For Your Fake Husband (Kiraly) - Original Work: OMCs, 7K - very fun original fic with two (opposing) sidekicks hitting it off & getting married for insurance reasons

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

D20: Tiny Heist - s4, e4-6

D20: Fantasy High: Junior Year - "A Very Merry Moonar Yulenear" (s21, e11)

D20: Adventuring Party - "Chutes and Ladders" (s16, e11)

D20: Pirates of Leviathan - s7, e1-6

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

Under the Influence - When You're This Big, They Call you Mister

Vibe Check - Hey, Sis: featuring Regina King

Short Wave - A Tale Of Two Bengali Physicists

WikiHole - Leprechauns (with MUNA!)

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - A Mission to find a Meteor with Amir Siraj

NPR's Book of the Day - Christine Blasey Ford tells her own story in 'One Way Back'

Today, Explained - How gangs took over Haiti

Consider This from NPR - A $418 Million Settlement Could Change U.S. Home Buying. But Who Benefits?

99% Invisible #574 - The Monster Under the Sink

Short Wave - Syphilis Cases Are Rising In Babies. Illinois Has A Potential Solution

Vibe Check - Till The Wheels Fall Off

Throughline - Radiolab: Worst. Year. Ever

Imaginary Worlds - Mother-in-Law of Oz

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Hans Zimmer's Remote Control

Today, Explained - Can Congress ban TikTok?

Throughline - The Great Textbook War

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Marching through the galaxy with Dr. Moiya McTier

Shedunnit - The Tea Leaf

Ologies - Field Trip: Alie’s Mystery Surgery!

Dear Prudence - My Parents Are Flaunting Their Wealth While I’m Drowning in Debt. Help!

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Road House And What's Making Us Happy

It's Been a Minute - Brittany talks bad accents and bad sex

Short Wave - The Evolutionary Mystery Of Menopause … In Whales

Switched on Pop - Rhapsody in Blue, Reimagined

Strong Songs - Strong Covers, Vol. 3

Imaginary Worlds - Class of '84: When Cyber Was Punk

Consider This from NPR - Stephen King Has Ruled The Horror Genre For 50 Years. But Is It Art?

Worlds Beyond Number - WWW #2: The Naming of Things

Worlds Beyond Number: Fireside - Fireside Chat for WWW ep002 The Naming of Things

Art of History - Art History Horror Story: The Nightmare

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

Eddie Cochran

CREDITS: Sharon Sheeley

My Baby Love

R&B Diva Classics

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aimmyarrowshigh · 9 months

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Me: *planning out a complex and historical canon adjacent AU for the 2024 stucky big bang*

The universe: NO. PEOPLE DON'T LIKE THOSE AND YOU LIVE ON VALIDATION. DON'T YOU HAVE ENOUGH PROOF YET THAT YOU SHOULD NOT SET YOURSELF UP LIKE THIS?

Me: ...*googling home appliances in the 1950s*

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danifesting · 6 months

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Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

tagged by @yekoc! Thank you for the tag!

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

72, with the largest number in hockey rpf (59)

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

646,636

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently: F1 rpf and hockey rpf, I have also written for Marvel and The Mortal Instruments fandoms in the past

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Most of my most kudosed are F1 fics despite my half decade in hockey fandom. I wrote a lot of rarepairs there or ships that became popular but were just getting off the ground. By kudos:

live in five (which honestly surprised me a little since it's about a nonbinary character) (Daniel Ricciardo/Max Verstappen)

we're dancing in this world alone (Travis Konecny/Nolan Patrick)

maybe we did something right (Daniel Ricciardo/Max Verstappen)

pegging and other adventures (Daniel Ricciardo/Max Verstappen)

got suckered in (Carter Hart/Travis Konecny)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I didn't used to reply to comments for a long time but over the last like 2-3 years I respond to every comment I get. I tend to do it as soon as I get the ao3 email so I won't forget to do it. I like responding to comments now that I do and I enjoy engaging with the readers of my fics.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't write angsty endings. All of my fics end happily.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think most of them are equally happily but I think the two most hard earned ones are play til you win (in which Daniel is an alcoholic who has to quit drinking and go to therapy to get there) and unchained melody (which is set in the 1950s and involves a lot of depression and self denial and immense heartbreak before they get there). I think to me the most hard fought victories are the happiest, especially when you have to overcome great odds to get there like in these two fics.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

So, when I wrote regret (Travis Konecny/Nolan Patrick, regency omegaverse) I made a person a villain and got like 30 harassing comments from the same person about making him the villain. He deserved to be the villain.

I also got some not so nice comments on maybe we did something right because Max says of course a lot which honestly, if anything, I undersold it compared to real life.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes! I think at least half if not more of my fics contain smut. I actually enjoy the challenge of writing it. I've written a lot of different kinds but largely it's pretty vanilla. My favorite smut to write is definitely f/f though since it's the kind I obviously know that most about.

10. Do you write crossovers?

I once wrote a Mitch Marner/Shawn Mendes fic for a dear friend who was going through a hard time. It's very cute.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, no

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Another one where if I have, I don't know about it. People are totally welcome to translate my fic though! I would be quite flattered.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! I co-wrote a rather long soulmate trope subversion fic with a friend for hockey big bang one year and I think we did a great job marrying our writing styles. The fic is where the light went (Nico Hischier/Travis Konecny/Nolan Patrick)

14. What's your all-time favorite ship? In F1, it's far and away Maxiel. For hockey rpf it's a 3-way tie between TK/Nolan, Jack/Nico, and Mitch/Dylan. I'm Marvel, easily Stucky.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Sadly, my Nico/Nolan college gymnastics au. I only have the first couple of pages written and I think the idea is brilliant (it's rule 63 and in it Nolan missed out on Olympic gold in a tie break scenario like Raisman and Mustafina) but I think it's never going to happen, especially now that I'm writing hockey less than I used to.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Strong research, and setting a time and place that is very grounded when I write AUs (particularly those that are set in the past)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I think I don't always keep to the fandom general consensus of characterization very well but I'm not sure that's truly a weakness.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Absolutely not. I only speak English really at all and Google is a very poor translator. I don't want to get another language wrong and I don't really think it serves to move the story along if the other party wouldn't understand it anyway.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

A long deleted Welcome to Nightvale fic that was only 800 words long and was deleted 6 months after I posted it on ao3 because it wasn't very good.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

It is 100% unchained melody. I think it's lush and beautiful and rich storytelling that's very grounded in the time and place (late 1950s, Winnipeg) it's written and I don't think I will ever write anything as wonderful as that. A close second though is play til you win which I think has some similar qualities in terms of groundedness in time and place (mid 2000s, central New Jersey).

Tagging: @thewindowatkirkland @fourmula1 @33max and @nobrakesdown

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abovethesmokestacks · 1 year

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Fic authors self-rec! ✨ When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers 🖤

Becca!!! Thank you so much for this! I'll be self-rec'ing these fics:

- 365 Days (Bucky x reader, soulmate AU)

- Through All Our Lonely Nights (Stucky, written for the 2021 Stucky Big Bang)

- all the words in all the world (Bucky x reader, friends to lovers, librarian!Bucky)

- once lost, twice found (Bucky x reader, here be lucid dreaming, demons and a barista)

- Silver Flashes, Golden Crowns (Stucky, royalty AU, written for the (Not) Another Stucky Big Bang 2020

#abovethesmokestacks answers #beccaanne814 #ask game #self-rec game

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mellaithwen · 2 years

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Fanworks creators self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fanworks you’ve made, then pass on to at least five other creators.

adsjksdk thank you for the tag Meg! 🌷 but also oh nooooo 'cause I'm awful at things like this haha.

Alrightey let's go;

Are we destined to burn or will we last the night? (911 fic) ahhh I worked on this 4x14 fic all summer and I'm really proud of it - I didn't expect to enjoy writing Bobby's POV so much but I'm really happy with it and it's my longest 911 fic <33 (until I get my ass in gear and finish the 5x06 AU that is - since that's already at 19k and unfinished....)

Wish we could cut all ties with the morning light (911 fic) soft soft soft care-taking hurt/comfort my beloved :)

Strays don't sleep (911 art) Cat!dad Eddie supremacy <33 I'm still so happy with how Eddie's likeness came out in this piece. Usually I can't look at my art afterwards because I just find the mistakes and obsess over them, but I don't get that here. And I finished it fairly quickly too!

Every bit of me hurting for you (911 fic) mostly because this is easily the fastest I've written a fic and I love the buckley siblings and I'm happy with how the manip came out too because it actually looks like Maddie's holding Buck's haaaand

Our souls (they were meant to last) (MCU fic) quick detour from 911 because I still have so many steve/bucky WIPs lying around that I tell myself I'll finish one day, but I'm still hella impressed with myself that I created a 50k Just Like Heaven!AU for the stucky big bang - and that when I sometimes look over it I don't hate it :D

#self recs #about me #ask #Meg🎨#911 fic #writing #mellaithwen edit #mellaithwen fanfic

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metalbvcky · 1 year

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I posted 1,865 times in 2022

84 posts created (5%)

1,781 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@musette22

@bubbarnes

@love-buckybarnes

@thedamageofherdays

@sebastiansourceurce

I tagged 1,865 of my posts in 2022

#till the end of the queue - 642 posts

#sebastian stan - 545 posts

#stucky - 336 posts

#chris evans - 325 posts

#bucky barnes - 231 posts

#stucky fanart - 227 posts

#fanart - 201 posts

#steve rogers - 120 posts

#fav - 103 posts

#writing tag - 85 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#prnstar au part 3 is gonna get ANGSTY because it goes in depth of the lore of like steve's career and bucky's life since he moved to NYC

My Top Posts in 2022:

I took my love, I made him mine

You know, there's nothing like the comfort of a cabin fic set in late autumn! Which is why I wrote this :3

@buckybarnesbingo - Adoptable square. KINK: Kitchen Sex @mcukinkbingo - I: Comfort Sex

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Word/Chapter Count: 1,657 (1/1) Tags: Canon Divergence, Cabin Fic, Smut, Kitchen Sex, Bottom Bucky, Top Steve, Post-Serum Steve, Beffy Bucky (see full list of tags on AO3)

🍂 Summary 🍂

“Something smells awfully good over there,” Steve says from afar, and his words die in his throat when he steps into the kitchen.

The first thing Steve’s gaze lands on is ass, peeking out from an apron that’s loosely tied at Bucky’s waist. He lets his eyes wander the smooth, bare skin, of ripped shoulder blades and massive thighs.

"What’cha waitin’ on, Stevie?” Bucky smirks, eyes sparking. “Come and get a taste of this pretty peach.”

Or, how Steve and Bucky spend their cabin getaway after a long mission.

Read on AO3

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Shelves of Aster Chapter 1 (Part 1 of I Never Bloomed 'till I Met You)

It feels surreal posting this now that it's almost been a year since I started writing the first fic for this series. Now here we are, at Steve/Bucky's origin story! It's gonna be much longer than Rose Blue, so it's an unfinished WIP :) I hope to update every now and then, but I'll be hopping between this and my SFS bang fic for a while.

A big shoutout to @appleschloss who is very much as absorbed into Bloom as I am <3

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Current Word/Chapter Count: 10,344 (2/?) LONGFIC! Tags: Modern/Bookstore AU, Dom/Sub, Dom/Top!Steve, Sub/Bottom!Bucky, First Meetings, Meet Cute, Falling in Love, Fluff & Smut (see full list of tags on AO3)

📚 Summary 📚

Steve had just about everything he could want, and he wasn’t even forty yet. A nice penthouse in Brooklyn, heated floors in all bathrooms, and a closet full of tailor-made suits. It was almost complete, but one thing was missing.

A sub, preferably a twink. Maybe a partner as well? He’d also love to have a sugar baby to spoil.

But Steve was too busy with work to jump back into the dating scene, as bringing Tony’s fantasies to life was time consuming. Had it really been a year since he hooked up with someone? It felt longer, considering he’d been active in the lifestyle for over a decade.

Then came an encounter on a late evening, when he ran to the nearest store in need of paint. It was as if his thoughts were heard and the perfect match for him had fallen into his lap. An adorable twenty-something with beautiful blue eyes and short brown hair. Unfortunately they were about to close, so he hadn't had the chance to talk to the cashier beyond exchanging a couple of words.

But what were the odds he was interested in kink too?

Read on AO3

(A reblog is greatly appreciated! <3)

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Fame and Exposure

My first fill for the fourth round of @buckybarnesbingo! And it's all @appleschloss's fault :P

Pairing: Steve/Bucky Word/Chapter Count: 3,089 (1/1) Tags: Modern P*rn AU, Top!Steve/Bottom!Bucky, Smut, Daddy Kink, Roleplay, Silver Fox Steve, Twink Bucky, P*rnstar!Steve, Sex worker!Bucky (see full list of tags on AO3)

🎥 Summary 🎥

Bucky storms into the office, panting, acting as if he had just run half a mile. “Look, I-I know— I know that I’m— I’m—”

“Late?” Steve finishes for him, arms crossed as he leans against the desk. His navy dress shirt exposes the hairs on his chest, the first two buttons loosened, as with his tie. “Typical,” he says with a roll of his eyes. “What’s your excuse this time?”

Bucky fiddles with his hands, not meeting Steve’s gaze. “Um...I had to take a detour?”

“Bullshit.”

“But sir, traffic was heavy!”

Steve surges forward, coming to wrap a hand around Bucky’s jaw to force eye contact. While Bucky gets lost in those sharp blue eyes, Steve’s dark tone causes a shiver to roll through him. “You listen to me, boy,” he growls, “because I won’t repeat myself.”

Bucky's first ever p*rnshoot ends up being with Captain Rogers, an attractive silver fox who frequents Bucky’s wet dreams.

Read on AO3

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Tom Holland during the puppy interview: aw aren't you all sweet? so the question--

Chris Evans: CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M BUSY HERE!!!!!

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My #1 post of 2022

When you're writing a longfic and have to go 20k+ words back to refresh your memory on a small detail in order to continue with your current place

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #long post for ts #i made less posts this year than i thought i did #and that long tag reminds me that i need to write that fic lmao #this is a better year in review than my main blog tho cause nothing but AO3 discourse made it to the top 5

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