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buckybarnesfanfic · 2 years
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Bucky’s love language
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he would defiently love being close to you.  the momment he started to feel safe and comfortamble with you he would always find a way of touching you even when there were people around you.
pet names is a must in your relationship from darling to sweetheart to doll wich was his favorite one to be honest.
leaving litle notes here and there for you to find like in the bed when he went running with steve or when he had a urgent mission.  
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stevebabey · 3 years
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cookies, kisses, and such
a/n: i sat down to write a prompt, wrote 3k words & then didn’t include said prompt <3 anyways bucky barnes hmu to make cookies whenever ur literally the love of my life word count: 3k or smth warnings: none! just pure fluff 
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Something had... shifted. 
Yet somehow, nothing had changed. You can’t put your finger on it, but sometime between then and now, there’s a difference. Well, that much was obvious — a lot of things had changed since Bucky and you became friends. 
In the beginning, he was colder. 
You couldn’t blame him, coming from where he did. He had rented up the vacant apartment that shared your left wall and for the first couple of months, you weren’t even sure if someone had moved in. It was quiet next door, and while there was a shuffle of furniture being dragged around for the first couple days, it went silent soon after. 
In fact, the only reason you found out there was someone living next door was because you ran overtime on your shift. You had ducked home through the rain and darkness, your noisiness the last thing on your mind as you stomped down the corridor, a hot shower the only thing on your mind. 
It must’ve been past midnight so you were hardly expecting to bound into someone and you gasped as you slammed into someone coming out of Apartment 5C, the one next to yours. 
Spluttering out an apology, you stepped back to take your first look at your neighbour — who only muttered an assurance under his breath as he passed. You had watched him walk down the hall without a sound under his boots and enter the stairwell, with a realization that had been someone in 5C all along. 
As you unlocked your apartment, stripped off your wet clothes, and stepped under the scorching stream of your shower, you cringed to yourself. All your loud attempted ballads that you thought only the tiled walls could hear, apparently had had an audience all along. 
Pulling back your sheets that night, you wondered where he was heading at this time of the night but before you could entertain any answers, you had drifted off to sleep. 
Somehow, you had ended up in front of his door the next day, your knuckles rapping on the wood. But, after the second knock, you were beginning to think that he just wasn’t going to open the door. 
And after the third knock, you began to question whether you had imagined the man you had all but tackled the night before. 
Shifting the plate in your hand, the cookies on them slide an inch to the right, still warm. You were initially worried he would know it was just a cheap box mix but now you’re just worried he’s not going to open the door at all. 
You sigh and pick up one of the cookies, taking a bite of it, ready to give up — right as the door finally cracks open. 
The chain on his door is still locked and from what you can see, the man behind it is very surprised to have a visitor. 
Your eyes widen, your jaw furiously trying to chew and swallow the bite you just took so you don’t have to speak through your mouthful. 
“Hh-i!” It comes out a bit muffled. You force yourself to swallow the half-chewed dough, wincing as it goes down. Your cheeks feel heated and you force an awkward smile on your face. 
“Sorry, I just…” you trail off, lifting the plate of cookies higher as an explanation. “I thought I’d be neighbourly since I genuinely thought there was no one lived here. Didn’t mean to subject you to so much bad singing.” 
The man steps closer to the door, his eyes scanning your face in analysis and for the first time, you get a good look at him too. 
His hair is cropped short, his face is scruffy like it’s been a week or so since he’s shaved and he’s donned in a dark hoodie. From what you can tell, he’s handsome as well. You’re half expecting him to close the door without a word but after a long assessment, you seem to pass the test. 
“Do you—” he clears his throat like it’s been a minute since he’s spoken. “You always steal a cookie when you’re giving them as gifts?” 
Your cheeks feel hotter and you smile. “Only when it’s a batch as good as this.” 
The man smiles and you feel a surge of pride. You move the plate into one hand and hold the other out. “The name’s y/n. Apartment 5B.” 
You flick your head towards your front door. 
The man’s eyes follow your movement for a second before they move back to your outstretched hand. He shuffles behind the door and it closes for a moment before it opens again, fully unlocked. He still hangs behind the door but sticks out a gloved hand, shaking yours briefly. 
“Bucky.” He introduces himself and you smile, finally having a name to a face. You hold out the plate closer to him and he hesitantly takes it from you. 
“I’ll promise I’ll try to avoid any Taylor Swift songs for the near future.” You joke and Bucky’s brow furrows for a moment before it clears. 
“Thank you.” He says, before retreating into the apartment, closing the door without another word. Huh, not the talkative type, you mused. 
But still a victory in your books, you smiled wider to yourself, wandering back to your own apartment. Bucky. Apartment 5C. 
He gets warmer with time. 
You seem to pass him more in the hall since actually meeting him; you wonder if he was always there or he’s scarily good at not being spotted. He doesn’t quite smile but gives a nod of sorts, to show that he recognizes you. It’s nice — you think for a while, that’s all it will be. 
You won’t lie, you’re more than a little disappointed. Besides the fact he looked cute and you wanted to be his friend, you had also given him your nicest plate. Guess you weren’t getting that back any time soon.
You’re munching on Chinese food on your couch, a sitcom running on the TV but you’re not paying much attention. 
It’s the end of another working week and you’re glad to finally be off your feet, though, you don’t exactly love the quietness in your apartment compared to the liveliness of the shift. It was more gossiping than terrible customers, so much you were almost sad to leave your work-friends behind.
A knock on the door startles your attention, head snapping towards the noise. You feel a pang of confusion, not expecting visitors, quickly turning to concern. Who could it be? 
You consider not answering it when it comes again, softer this time and curiosity wins over concern. Placing down your food, you pad towards the door and ensure the chain is in place before you twist the knob and pull. 
You blink for a moment as you realize it’s none other than Bucky on the other side of the door. 
Your eyes take in his awkward half smile and travel down to the plate in his hands— your plate in his hands. With a fresh batch of cookies atop it. He looks less scruffy than the last time you saw him, his hair a little cleaner. 
“Bucky, hey,” you begin, pushing the door closed enough to remove the chain. “I wasn’t expecting…” 
My plate back. The cookies. You actually talking to me again. You trail off, not sure which answer is most appropriate. Bucky seems to sense your loss of words, clearing his throat and shifting back and forth on his feet. 
“I thought I should return the favour.” He makes an attempt to smile wider. “Be neighbourly.” 
You laugh a little, removing your hand from the door to take the plate from him with a warm grin. 
“Thanks.” His eyes drift over your shoulder, to the murmuring talk of the TV and you swear you see his nose twitch at the smell of your takeout. 
You weigh up your options for a moment, chewing on your cheek before you inhale, making a decision. 
“Did you have any plans tonight?” You ask. 
Bucky’s brows lift, showing his surprise but it quickly morphs into a small smile. He shakes his head. 
“How would you care for some Chinese food and re-runs of New Girl?” Grinning, you open the door open wider in invitation and Bucky contemplates your offer for a minute. 
He steps forward and smiles back. “How disappointed will you be if I tell you I haven’t seen this New Girl show?” 
Scoffing dramatically, you shake your head in feigned disappointment. “I hope you’re prepared for a marathon, my friend.” 
Bucky found it hard not to like you. You’re inviting, funny and most importantly, you seem to genuinely enjoy his company. 
He would’ve never guessed that the remedy to being somewhat social again was through his pretty next-door neighbour, but he wasn’t going to complain. 
You showed him the popular media you liked, which naturally, became the stuff he liked too. You were nice about his dismal cooking skills, spitting the baking soda clump in one of his cookies back onto your plate without a word. And you made life in these dingy apartments seem nice. 
Each night he got to spend time with you, it became increasingly harder to return to his own apartment. It didn’t hold life like yours seemed to do. 
Bucky is good at reading people. He knows from a glance if you’re too tired from work to have him over, but you’re never not in the mood to see him. After some time, he’s pretty sure he spends just as much time in your living room as he does in his own apartment. 
He never stays over. That’s a given by now. You’ve stayed up with him chatting past midnight and even had him knocking gingerly on your door, later in the night, your music giving away the fact you're not asleep. But he doesn’t stay; in fact, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him get tired. 
You’re always the one stifling your yawns, slumping further down the couch, and letting your eyelids droop. Bucky’s a gentleman though, and he’ll take his leave when he knows you’re getting too tired but won’t tell him. 
He used to go at the first sign of a yawn but over time, you’ve convinced him that just because you’re yawning doesn’t mean you don’t want to hear the end of his story. Begrudgingly over time, he believed you. 
The one time you had actually fallen asleep on the couch, you awoke in the morning in your bed, a note on your bedside table that read didn’t want to wake you in Bucky’s scrawled writing and you smiled yourself giddy.
He’s warm enough that he almost glows now. 
It’s a drizzly Sunday evening and you’re dropping the last of the chopped spring onions into the Pho that’s bubbling away on the burner, filling your apartment with a delicious smell. 
Your hair is messily tied back from your face, a few strands escaping the hair tie and you’re wearing the only apron you own, covered in Australian flags brought back by one of your friends. 
A knock sounds on the door. 
“It’s open!” You call out, knowing from his knock that it’s Bucky on the other side. Besides, you’re expecting him — Sunday is the evening you always put aside for each other, even if you see each other every other day of the week. This week you haven’t had a chance to see him at all, much to your disappointment. 
You hear his boots on the wooden floor, the door closing, and the lock turning. You stir the pot, fighting to keep yourself from looking too eager at his arrival. His footsteps turn softer, showing he’s left his boots at the door and you bite back your smile, more than glad to know he’s comfortable here. 
“Hey, doll.” He murmurs and you turn to greet him with a smile. He sidles up to your side, peering down into the simmering broth, his hand unconsciously coming up to rest on your waist. 
“Sorry, I haven’t had time to come by this week. It’s been…” He trails off with a sigh — but as if he remembers where he is, who he’s with, his shoulders ease and he relaxes. 
“You’re fine,” you assure him, leaning into his side just a little bit. “Nothing a little hearty food can’t fix, right?” 
You pull your most cheesy smile and Bucky laughs, his eyes shining as he gazes down at you. If anyone else looked at the two of you, it would be an obvious guess that you were a couple. 
And it’s not like, you’re not. But, well, also, you hadn’t exactly talked to him about whatever this was. You didn’t want to be the one to bring it up, especially considering how long it had taken the two of you to become friends. 
But the part of you that really wanted to sling your arms around his neck and kiss him was getting harder to ignore. 
Clearing your throat, you step away from him and fetch the bowls from your cupboards. As you spin back to him, Bucky takes them from you without a word and begins to set up your little coffee table by the couch. 
Dinner is like usual; comfortable silence as you eat, quiet chatter from the TV, and the two of you drifting closer together on the couch. 
By the time your bowls are empty, your arm is pressed against his as you lean against one another. Your eyes are on the screen and so are Buck’s but every couple of minutes, they shift to check on you. After the 3rd time, you can’t stay silent. 
“You alright there, Barnes?” 
Bucky falters for a moment, his eyes jumping between the TV and your face like he’s trying to play off his previous staring. His eyes settle on you and he smiles in that heart-melting way. 
“Just thinking back to the first time we met — you with your cookies at my door.” 
You chuckle as you recall the memory all those months ago. It seems a lifetime ago, your best plate and the best cookies you could scrape together, all presented with your best smile. 
“I’ve got a box in the cupboard.” You say and raise your brows, knowing he’ll pick up on your suggestion. Bucky’s eyes light up and he sits up a little straighter on the couch. 
“Can we?” He asks. 
You push off the couch, getting to your feet in answer, and offer out your hand. “C’mon then.” 
Bucky grins with childlike excitement and takes your hand, leading the way to the kitchen with hurried footsteps that have you stumbling behind him. He releases your hand and ducks into your pantry, returning a second later with the box in his hands. 
“Someone’s eager,” you comment in a teasing tone, beaming adoringly at him. Bucky rolls his eyes with a grin and points towards the drawers. 
“Mixing bowls and spoons please, doll.” 
Following orders, you duck down and pull out all the baking equipment needed, and pop it onto the bench. Pulling out your phone from your back pocket, you select a 70s playlist and bob your head as Marvin Gaye’s Got to Give it Up begins to flow from your speakers. 
Bucky does a little shuffle that you think is supposed to be dancing and you giggle, rejoining at his side as the two of you begin to bake. 
It’s not very precise; Bucky’s spilled half the flour mix on the bench and you’re trying to stop laughing enough to fish out the eggshells you dropped into the bowl. You feel light, almost like you could float with how happy you feel right now. 
“Oh, this is funny to you, is it?” He says, still trying to scoop up the flour mix and tossing what he can in the bowl. You don’t get a chance to retort when he blows a handful in your face and looks far too happy about it. Your face contorts into shock, eyes squeezed closed for a moment before you open them again.
“James Buchanan Barnes.” Your tone seems to make Bucky grin wider, his nose scrunching in that adorable way that only happens when he’s really happy. 
“The full name. I’m in trouble now.” He smirks, watching as you shake your head in an attempt to dust off the flour. 
You do your best to glare but Bucky manages to crack it within a few seconds and you dissolve into giggles instead. 
He steps closer, his hands coming up to your face as he begins to wipe away the flour that hadn’t come off your skin. His thumb swipes gently along your cheekbone and you lean into his hand instinctively. You’re almost scared to breathe, just wanting to stay in this moment. 
“Still beautiful, even covered in flour.” He murmurs quietly and you wonder if he knows he’s even said that aloud. Your chest seems to fill with pure light and you know without a doubt that the thundering in your heart is love. You love this — you love him. 
So, you tell him in a way you know he’ll understand — turning your face and placing a soft kiss on the palm of his hand. 
Bucky swears he nearly melts right there and before he can lose the nerve, he ducks in and presses his lips against yours. It’s short and sweet but it still has his heart beating out of his chest in nerves. It’s been goddamn over 70 years since he’s done this. 
But you’re there, and you’re kissing him back. 
He pulls back, still close enough that his breath mingles with yours, and watches as your eyes flutter open, lips curling up in the most beautiful smile. Between you is only love, lighting up both your faces, alighting every sense. 
After a moment you lean forward and nudge your nose against his and gingerly connect your lips again, hands traveling up to rest on the sides of his face. 
This kiss is more assured, less nervous this time and Bucky swears he’s never been this lucky in his life. To be here, to be kissing you in your kitchen, chocolate chips scattered across the counter because you both wanted a trip down memory lane to when you first met. It’s almost comical how it comes around in a full circle. 
The song in the background switches, Marvin Gaye’s Let’s Get It On opening notes interrupting your tender moment. You can’t help yourself as you break the kiss, tipping your head back as you laugh loudly and Bucky has never seen something more beautiful.
“I swear that wasn’t planned.” you gasp out between your laughter and Bucky looks amused, like he only half believes you. His hands drop from your face to your waist and he tugs you closer, lips meeting your hairline. 
“Cookies now?” He asks and you smile, content, with a nod. 
“Yeah, we can make cookies now Buck.”
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van-dyne · 5 years
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i took my nine year old brother to see endgame yesterday and he SOBBED when tony died! i’ve never seen him have a reaction like that to a movie, it was heartbreaking! he cried more on the way home while we were talking about it. he kept saying “it’s just so sad” and now i’m sad 5ever
alsdjfh D;;;;;;;; My eyes are red reading this oh nooooo
it’s so sad I can’t even imagine, I never had a hero figure growing up, but having that torn away from your imagination and emotional attachment, because the movie said he’s dead now, it’s just so cruel
give him all the hugs you can, Im gonna give him mine as well! 3000 hugs!!
Tony lives as long as we remember him!!!!! love him 3000
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anywherebuthere · 3 years
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CAZ DO U HAVE ANY BUCKY COMFORT FICS THIS IS IMPERATIVE
OK HI SORRY I JUST SAW THIS AND I HAVE A LOT SO-
all we are is skin and bone ㄧ ...obligatory self promo, sorry luv 😁 yes I find comfort in my own almost kiss scene, what about it <3
foxglove ㄧ the day I shut up about this fic is the day I dIE. It smacks so hard and @whistlingwillows clearly put a lot of thought into it. they're entire masterlist for bucky is to die for and so, so well written, but this is my favourite. immortal!bucky and reincarnation.
Little Lion Man ㄧ brought me to tears, very angsty with a great fluffy ending, @wkemeup 's entire masterlist is honestly stellar and super extensive
Who's She | The Long Run ㄧ these two are Bucky x doctor!reader and is cute as shit <3 both are by @itsapeterthing and her entire masterlist really, is full of cute, easy to read Bucky fics
Green | Relax ㄧ oneshots still by @/itsapeterthing... can you tell I love her writing yet? anyways, jealous!bucky and protective bucky, what more could you want? just cute ass fluff
amaranthine ㄧ by the same author as foxglove, it's a 6 part series spanning decades between bucky and the reader. it includes his time as the winter soldier and it's just- ugh <33
cookies, kisses, and such | candlelight & cuddles ㄧ just the most *chefs kiss* fluff you can find by @sweetbucky words cannot describe how much I love it, it's just that cute.
Deny Me ㄧ I don't think the author is active anymore but this is a spectacular biker!bucky fic with just the right amount of angst and comfort; that being said, their masterlist still smacks and has light, fluffy stuff, though some of the links don't work so you'll have to search for it manually by title
The Story of Us ㄧ beefy!bucky supremacy !! I hate everyone but you, soft bucky but only with you vibes, I love it so much. by @jobean12-blog
Borrowed Apples ㄧ short, on the run with bucky fic, adorably comedic and just, such a soft read by @dizzydancingdreamer
Back to You ㄧ a WIP series by @celestialbarnes about ex!Bucky x reader; the chapters are short and sweet, and incredibly well written
different with you ㄧ a short cute bucky blurb by our favourite piss girl, @anchoeritic
this ㄧ by @buckyblues just.. so cute omg- dogtags, baby, bucky being a dad. made me think "maybe I don't hate kids"
bucky recs ㄧ this recs list by @obxjj is banger after banger, all the fics recommended under this are amazing, it's a staple list and to my knowledge, is still being updated? it's great and I love it
that's all off the top of my head that I've read recently <3 enjoy shawty 😼🙏
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midtwentiescrisis · 3 years
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Bucky Barnes - A Masterpost of Masterlists Vol. 1
If you would like your list of works posted here or have a recommendation, please let me know!
To all the writers mentioned, if you would like your list of works removed at any time, please let me know!
updated november 5, 2021
@sj-ficrecs | FIC REC BLOG
@wkemeup | masterlist
@watchmegetobsessed | masterlist
@angrythingstarlight | masterlist | biker! & mafia! masterlist
honeysucklesteve > @bucksfucks | masterlist
@all1e23 | masterlist [alpha! Bucky & biker! Bucky]
@navybrat817 | masterlist | sebastian stan masterlist
@soap-bubble-nebula | masterlist
constantwriter85 (deactivated)
@sinner-as-saint | masterlist
@buckycuddlebuddy | masterlist
moteldwelling (deactivated)
@whisperlullaby | masterlist
@softlybarnes | masterlist
@velvetcardiganbucky | masterlist
@buckybarnesdiaries | masterlist
@becca-e-barnes | masterlist
@metalbuckaroo | masterlist
@waiting4inspiration | masterlist [alpha! Bucky]
@invisibleanonymousmonsters | masterlist [biker! Bucky]
@thecornerlot | masterlist
@justkending | masterlist [single mom! reader]
@scrumptious-delusion | masterlist [boxer! Bucky]
@mianorth | masterlist [daddy! dom! Bucky]
@harryspet | masterlist [dark! Bucky]
@tuiccim | masterlist | Almost Had Me Believing It series
@imaginedreamwrite | masterlist
@holylulusworld | masterlist
@mypoisonedvine | masterlist
@sgtjbuccky | masterlist
@nsfwsebbie | masterlist
sweetbucky > @mischiefmaybank | masterlist
@floatingpetals | masterlist
@celestialbarnes | masterlist
@wintersfilm | masterlist
@marvelluce | masterlist
@summergrls | masterlist
ritesofreverie > @ambrosiase | masterlist
@starsvck | masterlist
@heli0s-writes | masterlist
@senoritastucky | masterlist
@justreadingfics | masterlist | Looking for a Heartbeat series
@carolmaximoffs | masterlist
@nikkixostan | masterlist
@imerdwarf | masterlist
@notyetneedcoffee | masterlist
@jurassicbarnes | masterlist
burninmatches > givinhell (deactivated)
@whirlybirbs | Duck & Cover & Vacant Mirrors series
@kylosgenesis | Teardrops on Fire series [alpha! Bucky]
buckybarnes101 (deactivated)
@samwilsons-pillowpecs | masterlist
@bestofbucky | masterlist
@mywritingsblog | masterlist
Please make sure to show these writers some love and appreciation!! 💕
Bucky Barnes - Masterpost of Masterlists Vol. 2
Stucky - Masterpost of Masterlists
HAPPY READING :)
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bucky-hues · 3 years
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bucky barnes fic recs
here are some bucky fics i loved reading!
many of these are 18+ and there are some dark fics in here, so please read the warnings for each fic! if any of the writers i’ve included want anything removed/edited, please let me know!
one shots
jack pendleton | @roger-that-cap
author!bucky x reader
moving into an apartment to get away from your last relationship was fun all fun and games until you met your extremely attractive across-the-hall neighbor, who makes awesome cookies and even better novels.
grip | @pellucid-constellations
bucky x reader
You knew Bucky didn’t like his arm. You just didn’t know how much until he accidentally hurt you with it.
voicemails to an unmanned inbox | @pellucid-constellations
bucky x reader
When Bucky takes an argument a little too far, you take off. All he wants is for you to come back home.
can’t get the words out | @pellucid-constellations
bucky x avenger!reader
Bucky’s been awfully distant lately. You don’t think your heart can take what you know he’s about to say.
his everything | @likeahorribledream
bucky x avenger!reader
Bucky has trouble talking about his feelings and he ends up pushing away the one person he needs the most.
eavesdrop | @bestofbucky
bucky x avenger!reader
things spies don't notice | @starrysebastians
bucky x avenger!reader
don't you worry (your pretty little head) | @babyboibucky
guitarist!bucky x reader
You agree to spend twelve hours with Bucky whom you just met.
suburbia | @wkemeup
bucky x avenger!reader
Posing as husband and wife, you and Bucky infiltrate a quaint suburban neighborhood in search of a Hydra hacker. Perhaps if you weren’t so in love with him and he hadn’t broken your heart, the act of pretending wouldn’t hurt so much.
sparklin' eyes | @19ana45
roommate!bucky x reader
Prompt: Character A’s current boyfriend/girlfriend/partner mocks Character B for their crush on their best friend, [A]. [B], feeling humiliated, withdraws from the friendship with [A], who is completely oblivious [B] has feelings for them.
reoccurring face | @swtbbybarnes
bucky x reader
he’s been around a lot lately, sometimes multiple times a day, and you’re starting to wonder how much coffee one man can actually drink.
falling for you | @comfortbucky
roommate!bucky
moving on | @bucky-bucket-barnes
bucky x reader
After Bucky had been missing for a year, you had presumed him dead. Time passed, yet you seemed unable to move on from his death. That was until a familiar face came to your doorstep one winter night.
bucky bitchass barnes to the rescue | @bucky-bucket-barnes
bucky x avenger!reader
In an attempt to escape from hectic life as an Avenger, you decided to go out on a date. Unfortunately, you got stood up. While Bucky hates you, he hates seeing you embarrassed more and decides to fill in for your M.I.A. date.
pansies, pain, and other things about bucky | @bucky-bucket-barnes
bucky x avenger!reader
You and Bucky are begrudgingly paired on a mission together. This is less than ideal considering neither of you are too keen on the other tagging along. All goes as normal until a surprise attack severely hurts both of you. Feeling incredibly guilty, Bucky helps you tend to your wounds. He has trouble admitting it, but he wants to make sure you’re safe.
the lost converse | @firefly-in-darkness
bucky x reader
Last nights party was a bit of a mad one, what do you do when you wake up in someone else’s bed?
nervous | @dailyreverie
bucky x reader
A nervous Bucky introduces you to his fellow Avengers during game night
fever | @dailyreverie
bucky x reader
a little old fashioned | @gogolucky13
bucky x reader
Bucky is a bit subtle in telling you he likes you.
sweetart | @onlyjamesbarnes
soft!bucky x baker!reader
your best friend bucky tries to stay platonic with you, letting you live out your dreams, but his instincts soon get the better of him.
the things you've done | @divine-mistake
bucky x reader
what if the world ended tomorrow and all he did was spend his last day with you thinking about how you never hold his metal hand and you never walk on his left side and you constantly reach out for his right arm?
do you still love me? | @thatfangirl42
bucky x reader
2:00am | @thatfangirl42
bucky x avenger!reader
miscommunications | @empyreanwritings
bucky x avenger!reader
cookies, kisses, and such | @sweetbucky
neighbour!bucky
pretending | @multifandomwriter
bucky x reader
Bucky notices you at a party and is instantly attracted to you. Steve instantly notices the lovestruck look in his eyes, but also his nerves that are stopping him from talking to you. So Steve plays on Bucky’s jealousy to get him to make a move.
good together | @irndad
bucky barnes x avenger!reader
bucky and his girlfriend are in secret, and they think they are absolutely perfect for each other. literally everyone else in the compound thinks bucky and nat are made for each other.
l-o-v-e | @irndad
college!bucky x reader
college!bucky meets reader in a library and it’s all downhill from there. He’s desperately in love and pining and it’s all ridiculous and he doesn’t think she could like him back.
tell me the truth | @bwhitewolfbarnes 
bucky x avenger!reader
Bucky finds himself overhearing your conversation with his younger self, and he hates the way it makes him ache. He needs to know what is real.
the staring contest | @jobean12-blog
bucky x avenger!reader
Bucky has a staring/glaring problem and you can’t figure out why!
lavender | @wkemeup
bucky x reader
Not every nightmare is the same and Bucky doesn’t always wake up as the man you know.
little lion man | @wkemeup
bucky x avenger!reader 
Sent on an assignment back to 1943, you encounter a drastically different version of the man you know
purgatory | @wkemeup
bucky x avenger!reader
While on a mission, Bucky becomes dissociated into the Winter Soldier. But instead of becoming a threat, his instinct is to protect.
i love you, you idiot | @chrisevansjellybeans 
bucky x reader
all the good things | @houseravenclaws 
bucky x avenger!reader
bucky’s been more than a little happy recently. sam thinks it has something to do with the pretty girl on the team.
tap | @houseravenclaws
bucky x avenger!reader
bucky never talked much. he fell in love anyway.
shaking | @clintbartonswife
bucky x avengers!reader
after you get injured on a mission, the usually stoic Bucky breaks, and you see a side to him that he’s kept hidden ever since his acceptance into the Avengers.
deserving | @hanoella 
bucky x healer!reader
When someone bad mouths Bucky in your presence, you set things straight.
keep me cool | @chouettedubois
bucky x avenger!reader
You and Bucky are on your third undercover mission acting as a couple. Things go awry when you fall ill. Cue caretaker!Bucky to the rescue.
on, off and repeat | @avasparks
neighbour!bucky x reader
i wished on the moon for you | @sunmoonandbucky 
bucky x reader
After losing Bucky, you were devastated. So when Howard Stark asks for volunteers for an experiment, you’re the first in line.
the hottest avenger | @watchmegetobsessed
bucky x avenger!reader
Being locked together with Sam and Bucky brings the worst out of you, picking on each other constantly. Following an arguement Bucky accidentally calls you his girlfriend in front of Sam when your relationship was supposed to be a secret.
hey daddy | @watchmegetobsessed
bucky x avenger!reader
You join Peter and his friends for a game of Truth Or Dare but you wish you stayed in your room when MJ challenges you to do a task that will definitely out your secret relationship with Bucky.
crash course | @watchmegetobsessed
bucky x reader
Bucky is a regular at the café where you work at and seeing him struggling with technology, you offer to help him, teaching him the basics while you are both thinking about taking it a little further than just a crash course.
little things | @watchmegetobsessed 
bucky x avenger!reader
missed chances | @soap-bubble-nebula 
bucky x avenger!reader
Bucky is about to ask out the reader, but right before she could answer him her ex calls her up and she answers happily as she always wanted a second chance with said ex
truth or dare? | @soap-bubble-nebula 
bucky x avenger!reader
the experiment | @soap-bubble-nebula 
bucky x reader
make believe on christmas eve | @green-eyeddragonfanfiction 
bucky x reader
When your family insists you bring your [nonexistent] long-term boyfriend over for Christmas, you panic. You hadn’t expected to be put in this situation; you never thought you’d actually have to bring “him” over.
sick day | @nastybuckybarnes
bucky x avenger!reader
you tell a little white lie to escape Avenging for a day, and Bucky finds out. He’s hurt and upset, until he finds out your reason why.
spies and secrets | @barnesandco 
bucky x reader
Bucky buys a new jacket that is… uncharacteristically bright. Sam ribs him for it, and you- you don’t know what to do with yourself.
the bar rules | @buckyhoney (18+)
bartender!bucky x reader
the family lunch |  @buckyhoney​ (18+)
dad'sbestfriend!bucky x reader
forbidden fruit | @bucksfucks (18+)
dad'sbestfriend!bucky x reader
you attempt to set your ex’s things on fire. bucky has a better idea.
mr. brightside | @bucksfucks (18+)
ex'sdad!bucky x reader
the one where you fuck your ex's dad
left gasping for air | @bucksfucks (18+)
bucky x reader
doused with sex pollen, you & bucky are met with a difficult decision.
love me harder | @celestialbarnes (18+)
bucky x avenger!reader
you and bucky have been flirting and screwing around for months now, after seeing him getting frisky with someone else, you decide to do the same and bucky’s just about had enough.
sweeter than sugar | @angrythingstarlight (18+)
chubbybaker!bucky x reader
look my way | @sableseb (18+)
neighbour!bucky x reader
boyfriend upgrade | @multifandomwriter (18+)
roommate!bucky x reader
You have always been close with your roommate, Bucky, but tensions start to rise when your boyfriend begins to stay over at your apartment. You feel like you’re drifting apart until Bucky accidentally sees you almost naked.
lure | @bccky (18+) dark
bucky x reader
it’s all about the perfect lure
plan | @sergeantxrogers (18+)
bucky x reader
“I was supposed to forget about you, and you were supposed to forget about me, but damn it if I could ever forget about you because since the day I saw you, you never left my mind and you were all I thought about,” he rambled, focusing on anything his eyes could land on that wasn’t you. “You’re… you’re still all I think about,” he whispered, voice tired and beaten, like the very sentence had been waiting in his throat for years just to get a chance to come out into the open.
play pretend | @wkemeup (18+)
bucky x avenger!reader
When Bucky is injected with a substance that leaves him desperate for release, you offer your help.
you’re mine | @marveicinematics (18+)
bucky x reader
Having a secret relationship with a man as insecure and complex as James Buchanan Barnes may not have been the best idea you had, but one thing was certain: you knew how to make him feel better about the things that bothered him.
white lies and truth serum | @mariessecretfantasies (18+) dark
dark!bucky x avenger!reader
You and Bucky share a dance, a few too many drinks, and a night in bed together. Unfortunately, he neglects to tell you that he can’t get drunk.
bitter fruit | @divine-mistake (18+)
bucky x avenger!reader
“The mission was already a success!” you say and you can feel tears burning the back of your eyes. You will yourself to blink them back. “You had the files, the base was set to detonate, I don’t understand why you didn’t just stay on the fucking jet.”
“Because you were going to die.”
always here | @simsadventures (18+)
bucky x avenger!reader
You have an obvious crush on Bucky, and kind of hope he feels the same. But when you overhear agents talking about you, and then even Bucky, you realise there is no hope for you. At least you think there isn’t.
your captain | @onlyjamesbarnes (18+)
dark!bucky x reader, husband!steve x reader
a perfect anniversary night gets interrupted by his best friend, who happens to be your boss.
series/multi-chap
graveyard , sacrifice | @wkemeup
bucky x healer!reader
As the unofficial healer for the Avengers, you pride yourself on the ability to mend heroes with the touch of your hand. Only, your gift comes at a heavy price — one you keep secret from your friends —and when Bucky asks you to do the impossible, they’ll discover why your gift is called a sacrifice, too.
sunrise | @wkemeup​ (18+)
veteran!bucky x librarian!reader
After an explosion takes his arm and his only sense of belonging, Bucky is discharged from active duty and sent back to civilian life. Left with a storm of unchecked guilt, Bucky is content to live out the rest of his days in the hollow comfort of the dark. This is, until Sam drags him down to the local VA and he meets you.
TiMER | @xbuchananbarnes (ongoing) (18+)
bartender!bucky x reader (soulmate au)
“If a clock could count down to the exact moment you’ll meet your soulmate, would you want to know?”
the match | @babyboibucky (ongoing) (18+)
ceo!bucky x reader
You come across your boss’ Tinder profile.
the holiday hack | @gogolucky13 
bucky x reader (modern au)
You ask Bucky to be your stand-in boyfriend for your family’s Christmas party.
sexual healing , medicine | @gogolucky13 (18+)
bucky x avenger!reader
You ask a touch-starved Bucky if he wants to try something new in an attempt to take your minds off work.
vacant mirrors | @whirlybirbs (18+)
bucky x reader
shit's been rough. shit was rough even before the blip. dr. hart shares an office with dr. raynor, and you share with waiting room with bucky barnes. set before tfatws; a friends-to-lovers, slowburn, eventual smut.
salvatore | @nsfwsebbie (18+) dark
dark!bucky x reader
Bucky Barnes doesn’t believe in love anymore. Especially after the tragic, unknown death of his wife, Natasha. He thinks it’s stupid and a waste of time and- oh my. Hello there, you. There you were, with your notebooks and your novels, writing your heart away. He’s hellbent on saving you from this nasty world, his elusive neighbor that has him under the stupid spell of love. You soon find yourself trapped in a tragic love story with Bluebeard, not Prince Charming.
polyonymous | @bubblebuckys
bucky x reader (social media au)
You met James on Twitter three months ago, and you’ve talked everyday since. You really like him, and you don’t think you’ve met anyone like him. That is, until the fateful night that brings the Avengers to you. You meet Bucky Barnes, and then you’re stuck choosing between two guys so alike you find yourself asking why they couldn’t be the same person.
going live , offline | @ritesofreverie (18+)
camboy!bucky x reader
your new neighbour looks so familiar, where had you seen him before?
heavy metal lover | @mypoisonedvine (ongoing) (18+)
sub!bucky x dominatrix!reader
working as a dominatrix is never exactly easy, but a new client brings challenges you never expected.
fake boyfriend real orgasms | @bucksfucks (ongoing) (18+)
roommate!bucky x reader
when bucky needs a date to sam’s wedding, he makes a deal with you. when it starts to turn into something a little more real, you realize how deep you’re in.
almost had me believing it | @tuiccim (18+)
bucky x avenger!reader
An undercover operation playing Bucky Barnes’ wife is a dream come true. Playing house in the suburbs while trying to take down a drug ring brings you and Bucky closer but a nosy neighbor causes trouble in paradise.
it's brooklyn, baby | @my-divine-death (ongoing) (18+)
college!bucky x reader
hush 1 2 | @starbuckie (ongoing)
bucky x reader
in quiet corners and selfish moments, y/n and bucky have kept their relationship a secret, one love that was pure and untouched by the darkness that surrounded them. but after bucky is able to walk the streets a free man once again, will their love be able to survive?
misconceptions | @firefly-in-darkness (18+)
bucky x avenger!reader
Bucky Barnes overhears a conversation that he shouldn’t have…
what a night | @jurassicbarnes
bucky x reader
Bucky Barnes is out in the new world, navigating through everyday life and it’s trials and tribulations. His therapist insists he tries new things. He has collected a few new hobbies. But when it comes to making new acquaintances, what’s a better way to meet new people than a little dating site called Tinder.
hey, professor | @balenciagabucky (ongoing) (18+) dark
professor!bucky x reader
professor barnes always had his eye on you, you noticed it, your girlfriend noticed it, even his friends and after one raunchy photo sent to him, a joke, nothing more, in his world you become more than just a student
missing piece 1 2 3 4 | @likeahorribledream
bucky x avenger!reader
seeing red | @mypoisonedvine (18+)
bodyguard!bucky x actress!reader
bucky used to brag that he didn’t have a celebrity crush, or really care about famous people at all, which is what made him the perfect person to start working for a celebrity like yourself.  except, of course, it’s just his luck that he’d fall for you.
flight risk , no control | @wkemeup
bucky barnes x avenger!reader
Bucky becomes a flight risk after a failed mission and is put in lockup under Steve’s orders. Even though Bucky won’t say a word of what happened, you camp outside the door to his cell so he knows he isn’t alone.
bad match | @justreadingfics (18+)
bucky x reader
Bucky and the Reader are set up on a date, but things don’t go as well as expected.  
unbroken | @constantwriter85 (18+)
bucky x hacker!reader
Bucky isn’t happy about being paired with a snarky, untested hacker on a stealth mission to infiltrate Hammer Industries. But when the mission spirals out of control and they’re both captured, he finds out just how much heart his hacker has–and how far she’s willing to go to protect the lives of others.
if i only had a heart 1 2 | @chouettedubois​ (18+)
bucky x reader
Team Cap is back at the compound after being pardoned. Bucky is suffering from the shoddy work HYDRA did with his prosthetic. Tony brings reader in to fix it—and maybe help him find his heart in the process.
text me | @soap-bubble-nebula​ 
bucky x reader
Tony and the other’s are off on a mission, and it’s up to you to help Bucky get comfortable and assimilate into normal life. He texts you because Tony told him he could.
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annathesillyfriend · 3 years
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Anna's April Fic Recs ✨
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Hello everyone, wellcome to my April fic recommendations (part 1) masterpost! This is a new thing I want to try to do and create a list like that twice a month. It really pains me that the amazing authors out there don't get the recognition they dereserve so I'm gonna do what I can to spread my love for them. I also hope more people will get to experience the joy of reading all these wonderful works!
To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much! To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It's the least we could do to show our gratitude.
Without further ado, here are the fic I read this month and adored
MARVEL
Bucky Barnes
Take a chance on me by @jurassicbarnes
one-shot, single mum!au, fwb to lovers
Bucky's game nights by @eurynome827
series, slow burn, they're playing games with their hearts
Baby fever by @youlightmeupfinn
one-shot, who wouldn't want that man as their baby daddy?
All yours by @babyboibucky
one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky
A single thread by @jobean12-blog
one-shot, coffeeshop with Buck
New adventures by @celestialbarnes
one-shot, best friends to lovers
Beautiful girl by @borkingbarnes
one-shot, a morning with Buck
Erase every trace by @angrythingstarlight
one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky
What you need by @buckycuddlebuddy
one-shot, 18+, best friend and roommate!Bucky, a cam is involved 👀
Cookies, kisses and such by @sweetbucky
one-shot, friends to lovers
The Match by @/babyboibucky
series, ceo!bucky
Policework by @jurassicbarnes
one-shot, police detectives!au
Eyes on you by @kleohoneyao3
one-shot, 18+
Take me as I am, whoever I am by @/jurassicbarnes
one-shot, 18+
Greedy by @/babyboibucky
one-shot, 18+, hot hot hot!
Destructive by @buckybarnesdiaries
one-shot, Bucky's scared of his feelings
Sunday kinda' love by @msmarvelwrites
one-shot, 18+, some things are more important than breakfast
Separation, connection (part 2) by @firefly-in-darkness
two-shot, 18+, the angst is strong in this one
Angel on her knees by @/babyboibucky
one-shot, 18+, Bucky gets some love hehe
Feelings are fatal by @sunmoonandbucky
series, steve leaves to be with Peggy, reader deals with the loss
It's messy inside, let me take your coat by @/divine-mistake
one-shot, 18+, plus size!reader
Beautiful people by @nacho-bucky
series, plus size!reader, the most real, beautiful, human story
Sam Wilson
Dancing with Sam Wilson would include... by @certifiedskywalker
head cannon, the title says it all
Positions by @luciilferss
one-shot, 18+, Sam's a gem Monday through Sunday
Identity by @samwilsons-pillowpecs
series, Sam loses memory and they say he wanted to kill Bucky
Amartment 3C by @/bohemianpages
series, Sam comes back from the snap to find his flat occupied
Honest by @xbuchananbarnes
one-shot, tfatws!sam
The first time you realise you are in love by @barnesnroses
part of a mini series, the fluff 😫
Walk me home by @whisperlullaby
one-shot, Sam comes to the rescue
Memory loss by @/captain-kelli
series, Sam and reader are on a hunt for winter solider
SamBucky
Cratures of habit by @callitdreamland
miniseries, sambucky x reader
How sweet it is by @indyluckycharlie
series, sambucky modern!au
The therapist by @holylulusworld
mini series, y/n helps them with their problems
Steve Rogers
Glitter by @sarahwroteathing
one-shot, elementary teacher!Steve x single mom!reader
Error by @buckysknifecollection
one-shot, de-serumed!steve
Words whispered in the dark by @anika-ann
part of the Attached series or stand alone, modern-college-professor AU, 18+
Corrupting a good boy by @donutloverxo
series, ceo!steve x desi!reader
Cash rules everything around me by @/slyyywriting
series, stripper!steve
Where the love light gleams by @/sunmoonandbucky
series, social media!au
Sharon Carter
Permanent by @/samwilsons-pillowpecs
one-shot, tattoo artist!sharon
Loki Laufeyson
Steam by @the--sad--hatter
series, slowburn, enemies to frenemies to idiots in love
Peter Parker
Love sick and a little bit drunk by @spideyspeaches
one-shot, collage!peter
Invisible string by @peterbenjiparker
series, soulmate!au
Don't hold back by @hollandcrush
one-shot, 18+, college!peter
Dancing with our hand tied by @/justeclipseblogs
series, stark!reader, enemies to lovers
My medication by @/kelieah
one-shot, broken teens in love
HOLLAND & CO.
Tom Holland
Lockscreen by @cherrycheridarling
one-shot, famous!reader
Monday mornings by @blissfulparker
one-shot, professor!tom x professor!reader
Written in the stars by @ptersmj
one-shot, fuff!!!
Hooked on your feelings by @heyhihellowhatsup0
series, fwb!tom
Ski date by @tetralea
one-shot, 18+, idiots in love, friends to lovers
Take sugar? by @/hollandcrush
one-shot, carpenter!tom x ex-best friend!reader, 18+
I swear to God I never fall in love by @hazofmyheart
one-shot, fratboy!tom, 18+, spoiler alert: he does
Break up with your girlfriend by @rosyparkers
one-shot, 18+, frat football player!tom, cheerleader!y/n, fwb au
Perennial by @peeterparkr
series, sequel to Perdify, the biggest oof moment yet
All for her by @screamholland
series, single dad!tom
Royal convinience by @/poetrcy
series, royal!au
Kiss me slowly by @/storybookholland
one-shot, soft frat!tom
Harry Holland
Always by @/multiholland
series, best freind!harry
Sam Holland
'tis the damn season by @/unsaidholland
one-shot, ex boyfriend!sam
Our night by @/storybookholland
one-shot, jealous!sam
Harrison Osterfield
No way by @soft-haz
one-shot, friends to lovers
Second self by @/soft-haz
one-shot, 18+, reader gives Haz a hand wink wink
Harrison mastelist by @allegra-writes
lots of great Haz things!
Bet on it by @storybookholland
series, fwb
THE IRREGULARS
Whole masterlist by @uglypastels
these all wonderful!! you should also check out the amazing art works at the bottom of this masterlist
LEO
The Fountain of Ichor by @thegirlintheswivelchair
series, leo x lady-in-waiting!reader
OTHERS
Anthony Bridgerton
Sham, pride and illicit affairs by @/peeterparkr
series, quite possibly the most poetic fic ever written
Coming home again by @/misstonybridgerton
series, old friends reunite
Spencer Reid
An Interesting Electronic by @/homoose
one-shot, 18+
Frank Adler
I ruined our sweet tune by @/rodrikstark
one-shot, kinda professor!frank
Ransom Drysdale
The Five Times You Told Ransom Drysdale You Loved Him (And The One Time He Said It Back) by @just-one-ordinary-fangirl
one-shot, childhood friends to life gets in the way to lovers
Sacrilage by @the-iceni-bitch
one-shot, 18+, you'll have to shower in holy water after this
Okay, I might have gone a little overboard but hey, there's no such thing as too much good fanfiction!
Enjoy! 🥰
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ao3feed-stucky · 4 years
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by EtherealReality
Bucky has been free from Hydra for years. He’s gotten the help that he desperately needs and he’s on his way to recovery. Steve and his asshole of a kid, Sam, welcome Bucky into their home and he finds himself a new little family.
Months after Bucky moving in to Steve’s house and his new life he and Sam are ambushed and taken by Hydra.
After endless days of their abduction the effects starts to take its toll on Sam.
Words: 4097, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), Hydra - Character, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson
Additional Tags: tagging is so hard, Steve is Sam’s dad, Bucky and Sam DONT completely hate each other, Prisoners, Bonding, Trauma, Panic Attacks, Hurt, Comfort, Sam is a Little Shit, AngelBabySam, SweetBucky, Parent James “Bucky” Barnes, Parent Steve Rogers, Mention of Character Death
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ao3feed-stevebucky · 4 years
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Freeze ass Russia (With you for company)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Q0tL3V
by EtherealReality
Bucky has been free from Hydra for 3 years. He’s gotten the help that he desperately needs and deserves and he’s proud enough to say he’s on his way to recovery.
Steve and his asshole of a kid, Sam, welcome Bucky into their home and he finds himself a new little family.
Months after moving in to Steve’s house and starting his new life Bucky and Sam are ambushed and taken by Hydra.
After endless days of their imprisonments the effects starts to take its toll on Sam.
Words: 4097, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), Hydra - Character, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson
Additional Tags: tagging is so hard, Steve is Sam’s dad, Bucky and Sam DONT completely hate each other, Prisoners, Bonding, Trauma, Panic Attacks, Hurt, Comfort, Sam is a Little Shit, AngelBabySam, SweetBucky, Parent James “Bucky” Barnes, Parent Steve Rogers, Mention of Character Death, Bucky Barnes Is a Good Bro
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Q0tL3V
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buckybarnesfanfic · 2 years
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Ignorant little boy
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Yoy knew Bucky was raised in the 1940s a time when women had to hide their periods and pretend like nothing was happening. You didnt want to freak him out by just blurring out the subject of menstrual cicle so you kept it under the radar for the first few months of your relationship. Yoy were an Avenger too so you lived with the rest in the Avengers Compound luckily everyone had their own quarters so keeping it a secret wasnt difficult. But what was hard was lying to your boyfriend about it.
 As a trained assasin he could easily see when you were lying so when cramps hit you hard you just tell him that you are having a sleepover at nats to be safe. At first he was okay with that not paying any attention but as the months got by he realised a pattern to your sleepovers at nats and he was wondering what that was about. 5 months in the relationship you were once again in nats room curled in a blanket eating chocolate and groaning as the pain continued.
-you have to tell him eventually, you cant keep this for ever yn
Nat said putting you a glass of wine sitting next to you
 -i know Nat... I just dont want to freak him out you know. He has been through so much and he is still adapting to this new life. Throughing this to him is gonna be too much.
-yn is just period. I am sure he can handle it just fine youre just overthinking again. I m suprised he hasnt asked you about your visits here every month.
-I dont know Nat.. just let this month pass and ill see okay ?
-ok yn as you wish but you do havr to tell him or i will
she said smirking as she watched your suprised face.
-you wont! Come on Nat i will tell him just stop nagging about it.
you said as you covered you haid with the fluffy blanket.
The next day was suprissingly well. No cramps no pains and a low flow so you thought this was a perfect time to go to Bucky. You had missed him so much even if it was inly for a day. Your period it made you clingy and you wanted him around all the time. So you went into hiw room only to find him half asleep on his bed. Not wanting to wake him you tip toe to his bed and crawl under the blankets next to him. The momment he felt your pressence he woke putting his arm in your middle pulling you closer to him giving you a lazy soft kiss on the lips.
-I thought you were with Nat? 
-we finished early and i wanted to see you.
you said burring your head in the crook of his neck snuggling even further.
-i missed you so muck Bucky
you say in a muffled voicce making Bucky laugh holding you tighter against him.
-i missed you too doll so much
he said kissing your temple humming a song lulling you both to sleep.
Time passed and after a 2 hours nap you were ready to have some fun but the momment you opened your eyes you realised that you had leaked. FUCK !!! what were you gonna do you didnt want Bucky to see this. This was a disaster so you decided to act quickly. You slid under the covers and from Buckys arms but the momment you were getting up you felt a hand grasping yours gently.
-where are you going doll? 
he asked in a groogy voice sleep still evident in his eyes.
-im just going to the bathroom baby go back to sleep ill be back soon
you said kissing him softly on the forehead and then on the lips before standing up.
Bucky hummed in aggrement and went to close his eyes but when you stood up he gasped at the sight before him sending him into a panic mode rapidly gettinf out of bed and start bomb you with questions.
-yn where did you got hurt? what is all that blood? did you got shot?
he didnt think what he was saying he was just in shock of what he was seeing infront of him.
-Bucky baby im alright i promise you. Im fine love im fine. 
you tried to tell him but he didint listen he was busy checking you up and down for any sighns of possimble wound.
finally you sat on the bed took his hands that roamed your body and placed them on your face making him look at you in the eyes.
-Bucky my love i am okay. you saw it yourself i have no wounds. You have to calm down my love i am here and i am fine i promise you.
hearing this words Bucky finally relaxed and took a deep breath looking you lovingly and worridly in your eyes.
-what is all that blood then doll? where did it came from?
in that momment he looked like a lost puppy lost in worried and you felt terribly guilty for this. You should have talked to him.
-My love i am going to explain everything up okay? i just want 10 minutes to get clean and ill be back with you i promise.
he was hesitant he didnt know what was happening and he was still very worried but your reassuring smile calmed him.
-Are you sure you re okay doll?
-yes Bucky im fine i promise i will be back in a bit dont worry.
and with that yn was headind to the door going to her room to quickly change.
Bucky sat worriedly in the couch of his room his leg bouncing up and down waiting for you. the momment he heard the door open he turned to see you in an oversized shirt that was his and a cute pair of fluffy socks. he was so relived that you were okay and he immidietly sat up and got to you hugging you tight.
-im okay baby im okay. lets go talk i have some things to tell you.
you said breaking the hug but taking his hand in yours guiding him in the couch.
-i should have said that to you a long time before but i didnt want to burden you.
you said in a low voice looking at your linked hands.
-you can tell me anything yn, you are never a burden for me. what is it doll?
he held your chin up with his fingers lookung at you with the most sincere eyes.
Every month when i go to Nats for sleepovers it is because i have my period and i didnt want you to be overwhelmed about this. i know in your time they didnt speak about it and now you have so much on your plate to figure out that i didnt want to put another in it.
you said quietly and nervously.
Bucky looked at you not with anger or hate but with love and adoration that relaxed a little bit.
- Doll you got through it all alone all those months so just to not overwhelm me?
-yes.. im sorry i should have said it sooner but..
you didnt got to finish your sentence and Bucky just took you in his arms and kiss you. the kiss was so pationate and fierce that you melted in his touch. after the kiss he hold you and said
-you dont have to hide from me doll. yes i have a lot to learn still about this new world but whenit comes to you you come first baby. im here for you for anything you need me to and im happy to learn with you. i want you to feel comfortamble and free with me yn . im here for you love.
he said that with so much love that you felt guilty thinking that he will get mad.
-thank you so much baby. im so soory for keeping this from you.
-its okay doll im happy you finally told me so i can help you through it. So what exactly is a period?
he questioned and you laughed a bit. you loved how eager he was a bout learning for it and how helpfull he wanted to be. you spent 1 hour expalining to him what it was how many days  it lasted what were the symptoms and how to help you. After that he never letted you on your own on your period he was there for you through it all. cramps cravings mood swings and all and that made you fall in love with him all over again. 
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stevebabey · 3 years
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candlelight & cuddles
a/n: yoohoo!! it’s ur scheduled fluffy bucky content!! this week u go from neighbours to...roommates *gasp* technically the sequel to cookies, kisses, and such it’s cute it’s not perfect cos i edited it once & said meh let them have it  word count: 4k just! enjoy muah <3
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After the birds, your alarm tone is the first thing that rings through the apartment, every morning. 
On the rare day off, you might get to wake up with the sun — or rather, the bustle of traffic which usually gets going by at least 7.30 in New York. You love days like that, where you’re so pleased to have a sleep-in that even the honking of impatient taxi drivers can’t keep you from slumbering. 
Today, however, you do not have the day off. 
Bucky knows that. However, from how many times you’ve hit snooze on your alarm, you would think you did have the day off. Notoriously late you were — and constantly playing a dangerous game with falling back asleep. 
He doesn’t mind that fact it’s positioned right beside the wall he shares with you, undeniably waking him up with you. Besides, he’s always awake before it rings anyways. 
He usually wakes just before it gets light outside. 
Sometimes, with a jolt from an unpleasant dream trickling down his spine, sometimes softly, eyes fluttering open to the cool dim room. 
Today is a gentle wake-up, even the traffic is a little quieter than normal and Bucky lets himself revel in the beauty of it — he takes his time getting up, harvesting the warmth of his sheets. Til your alarm went off, that is. 
He listens in from his bed, as you wake on the other side of the wall, groan, sheets rustling before the beep of your alarm halts. His lips pull into a small smile as the sound on the other side of the wall goes quiet, but only for another minute. 
He can’t help but chuckle as the alarm goes off again and you respond with a curse, shuffling around til the noise stops. He used to set an alarm but given how loud yours was, and how notorious you were for snoozing it a dozen times, it took merely a month of living here for Bucky to not bother setting one. 
Before it can begin blaring again, he heaves a sigh and pushes up in his bed, swinging his feet to the floor. Rolling back his shoulders, he stands and exits his room, tapping lightly on your door right as the alarm goes off again. 
Not waiting for a response, he pushes the door open and smiles almost teasingly as you groan and roll over in your sheets. 
Bucky turns off your alarm instead of snoozing it and you blink your eyes blearily, a hand coming up to cover your escaping yawn.  
“Y’know,” he begins, fixing you with a pointed look, his voice gravelly and low from sleep. You try not to smile too gleefully as you hear it. “I’m wondering how you ever got to work before I lived here.” 
You smirk a little and stretch out, yawning again. “How do you know I don’t just do this to hear that fantastic morning voice you have?” 
Bucky chuckles a little and even the sound is lower than normal. You hope he doesn’t notice the way you flush lightly. 
“I’ll put some coffee on. You better be up in 5 minutes, doll.” You smile as you watch him leave your room and hear him tinkering in the kitchen. Releasing a sigh, you sink back into your mattress for just a moment, letting a content smile pull at your lips subconsciously. 
Having Bucky move into the spare room in your apartment, you had to admit, both of you weren’t sure it would work. Sure, he spent more time here than he did in his own apartment but living in the same space was often more different than anticipated. 
You hadn’t had a… roommate, you might call him, in a good while and you were worried that Bucky might take it personally if you said the roommate situation didn’t suit you. 
Thankfully, you didn’t need to be worried in the least. 
You were sure Bucky molded to you to make it easier — but even then, carving out room for him in your life and apartment was simpler than expected. You didn’t see him all the time, but still more than when he lived next door — and if you both stayed up talking, he only had to retreat to his room to turn in. Also, rent was cheaper, which was always a bonus in New York.
Yes, you were very content having him here, with you. 
Sitting up and sliding out of bed, you gather what you needed for the shower and pass the alluring smell of whatever Bucky was cooking up on the stove as you headed for the bathroom. Once squeaky clean and clothed in the drab uniform of your work, you exit the bathroom and head to the kitchen, your stomach working up a rumble. 
You try your best to contain your soaring heart at what Bucky had already prepared for you but you were sure your smile gave you away. 
A cup of coffee, toast, and eggs the way you liked them. The way you’d taught him when the two of you experimented with every breakfast food so Bucky could try them all and decide which he liked best. 
The whole meal was as you liked it, as you had told him in past conversations. He had a knack for remembering your favourites. 
It tastes like love — even the lump of sugar undissolved at the bottom of your coffee mug, that he had forgotten to stir in. Bucky eats alongside you, the two of you in comfortable silence before you had glimpsed the clock. 
“Shit,” you start. “I’m gonna be late.” 
You shove your chair back, the wood screeching in response, and hurry to your room to pick up your bag that held the essentials. At the same time, you quickly tie your hair back and rinse your mouth with toothpaste for a quick second. As you hustle, you call out to Bucky in the other room.
“Text me what you want for dinner and I’ll pick up what we need on my way home, okay?” 
Bucky hasn’t moved from his chair, watching you flutter around in your frenzy with an amused smile on his lips. You know he heard you though, so you barrel on, snatching up your keys and heading for the door. 
Then as if you had hit a wall, you stop and turn on your feet. Hurrying back to the table, you rest your hand on either side of Bucky’s face and tilt his face up towards you — then lean down and kiss him, hard and passionate. 
You tried not to look gleeful at the delighted surprise on his face, his lips parted as if he might try to steal a second kiss. 
“Thank you for breakfast,” you say, your gaze darting between his eyes. You swipe your thumb across his cheek briefly before you drop your hands and hurry for the door again, knowing you were definitely late this time. “And remember to try to get the landlord round for the busted heater please!
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Pizza please. Sal’s x 
The only text you had gotten from Bucky in all 6 hours of your shift so far. At least he had made up his mind. But even after you responded, asking if he wanted anything else, he hadn’t deigned to reply. 
Half the time, his phone was sandwiched between the couch cushions and forgotten by him, so you weren’t exactly surprised by the lack of reply. Just bored.
The snow outside had driven away the usual diners of your work and you were really hoping that you’d make the first cut to go home. In fact, if your counting was correct, it was coming up to an hour since your last new customer had entered, bringing a flurry of cold and snow in with them. 
You sighed, finishing your round topping up people’s coffee mugs and heading back behind the counter. 
Your manager, Shelby, had her gaze fixed on her phone that propped up behind the counter, showing a sodden News Reporter out on the street. God, it looked bad out there. You tried not to look like you were listening in, but it sounded like it was going to get worse before it got any better.
Send me home, send me home, you silently wished as you aimlessly polished an already sparkling cup. Sure, you probably needed the tips and wages of a full shift — however, knowing pizza on the couch, cuddled in Bucky’s arms was waiting for you at home was far more tempting.
“You want first cut?” Shelby asks all of a sudden, her eyes darting from the screen for just a moment. Guess she got your silent wish. You try to downplay your excitement just a bit, standing a bit straighter and nodding fervently. Shelby smiles in the corner of her mouth and tosses her head to the door. 
“Go on. I think we’ll be fine holding down the fort in this weather. The dinner rush is finished, anyway.”
You nearly knot your apron in your hurry to shed it. With a call of goodbye to the chef, Remy, and a wave to Shelby, you wrap your coat around yourself tightly and brace for the frostiness as you step out onto the street. You try not to shiver immediately. Definitely colder than it looked. 
As you begin your walk home, your chilled fingers manage to punch in the number to Sal’s, the pizza place by your apartment, and order a large pepperoni. Just as you hang up the call, your eyes catch on the 7/11 sign across the road. 
It takes a second to skitter across the snowy road and when inside, your eyes quickly spot the cookie box mix that has become a staple in your and Bucky’s relationship. You pull it off the shelf. 
As you do another double-take to make sure you’re not missing anything, your eyes snag on the packet on mini-marshmallows. You grin and pull them off the shelf as well, walking to the counter to pay. And with your bag a little heavier, you head back out into the biting cold and aim for Sal’s. 
It takes an effort not to just eat the pizza as it's handed to you, the smell that wafts from it promising cheesy delight. You express your thanks as you leave, your footsteps nearly doubling in speed — both combating your hunger and wind that is picking up, taking flurries of snow with it. 
To say you’re cold by the time you get home is an understatement. You stopped feeling your nose about 5 minutes ago, your toes, 10 minutes before that. 
Hopping from one foot to another, you attempt to get some feeling back in your feet as you tap on your apartment door, not wanting to part your fingers from the warm pizza box for long. It takes a minute for it to swing inwards and you’re greeted with Bucky’s furrowed brows, confused as to why you’re home a couple hours early. 
A smile breaks out on your face at the sight of him. Then you pause, head tilting sideways slightly as you take in his apparel. 
A laugh titters out of you at the layers Bucky has bundled himself in to fight the coldness. He’s wearing maybe 4 sweaters atop one another, along with a puffa jacket and a scarf around his neck. 
Even his feet are stuffed into the bunny rabbit slippers you had gotten him for his birthday that he usually refused to wear — an indication of how cold he was.
His smile turns into a grumpy-looking pout as he steps aside to let you into the apartment. 
“The landlord didn’t get round today,” he says in explanation, the puffa jacket rustling loudly as he locks the door behind you. “I had to improvise with no heater.” 
Your face falls as you recall the broken heater and you groan, slumping over a bit. Bucky chuckles at your response, taking the pizza box from your hand and placing it on the couch arm beside you. 
His gloved hands land on your upper arms and he rubs them lightly to warm you, leaning into you. Your hands come up to rest on his chest and you both exchange a fond smile, glad to be back in each other’s embrace. 
“I like it when you’re home early.” He admits and your heartbeat quickens, a giddy grin taking over your lips for a moment. Bucky gives you a once-over, taking in the snowflakes that have covered you and settled in your hair, and frowns disapproving. “Go chuck on some warmer clothes, Doll.” 
Despite his words, Bucky doesn’t stop trying to warm your arms and you groan again, just wanting to sink further into his arms. But you were so cold in your thin work shirt and you were sure the snow had started soaking your socks.
 “I promise I won’t eat without you.” He says, but the smirk hiding in his expression tells you otherwise. Gathering your willpower, you step back and kick off your boots by the door, along with your frosty coat. 
“Not a slice out of place, Barnes.” you warn with a pointed finger as you all but run to your bedroom. Racking your drawers, you fling your warmest clothes onto your bed and pull them on as quickly as possible. You leave the room at the same speed you entered, now sliding along the hardwood floors with the help of your fluffiest socks. Much better.
Bucky has kept his promise but from the moment you’ve launched yourself onto the couch beside him, he’s all but torn the pizza box open. You follow suit, grabbing a slice and relishing in the fact it's still hot; the chill of the apartment Bucky had been subjected to all day was already beginning to creep under your skin. 
It doesn’t take long to demolish the pizza with both your ravenous appetites. After wiping your greasy fingers on a napkin, you shuffle along the couch and lean into Bucky’s side. He eagerly opens his arm to let you in but before you can, he stops you. 
“Wait, wait, I got an idea.” You watch as he unzips the puffa jacket and shuffles right to the back of the couch. He ushers you to sit between his thighs and you comply, leaning back against his chest this time. 
You grin and sigh contentedly at the warmth as you settle back against his chest. Bucky shifts and then he pulls the puffa around the both of you, his hands splaying against your stomach. You hum happily, cocooned together in the one jacket. 
You let your eyes close, breathing deeply as you begin to warm up from his body heat. The soft press of Bucky’s lips is felt against the crown of your head and it helps fight the cold as you flush, even though you’ve kissed him a thousand times before. 
It took some time for Bucky to become affectionate but you’re pretty sure he only got so comfortable with it because he loved watching your reactions each time. 
But if a nervous giggle or your very obvious delight at him initiating affection got you… well, affection, then you were more than happy to provide.
You’re just thinking you might fall asleep on his chest when he shuffles behind you, his hands moving off your tummy. Just as you’re about to question him, a cold bar of metal presses itself against your bare neck and you shoot up with a shriek. 
“What was that?” You ask, whipping around to find him giggling. He wiggles his metal hand at you and you scowl, your own hand coming up to cover your neck instinctively. 
“Dickhead.” you mutter, pouting as you shuffle forward out of his embrace. “And to think I brought home a cookie-mix for you.”
Bucky’s eyes light up, lips pulling up in happy surprise.
“Damn, that works a charm with you every time.” you muse, smiling and shaking your head in soft disbelief. “Well, at least I know what to get you next time you’re mad at me.” 
Bucky rolls his eyes, but he’s still smiling. He maneuvers you to sit beside him and rolls off the couch, heading for your bag, beginning to unpack it on the counter behind you. 
You make no move to help, simply slumping down into the couches cushions and curling up. Damn broken heater, damn useless landlord, you curse as you begin to shiver lightly in the cold.
“Cookies and mini-marshmallows!” You hear Bucky murmur behind you in a tone of joy and you laugh silently as he begins to tinker in the kitchen. The sound of the kettle boiling makes you itch to be warmer. 
Letting the sounds of him fill the silence, your eyes slip shut again; they only open when you’re nudged awake sometime later. Blinking away your sleepiness, you realize you must have dozed up and try to catch your bearings, still feeling chilled inside. 
Bucky is squished onto the only free spot on the couch corner, two mugs in his hands that are steaming invitingly. Your nose twitches at the chocolate that wafts in your direction. Trying not to look too eager, you sit up and scooch over, giving him space to sit beside you.
“M’sorry,” you mumble, taking the cup from his outstretched hand as the other rubs your tired eyes. A yawn passes your lips. “Didn’t realize I had fallen asleep.” 
Bucky’s soft smile tells you he doesn’t mind even before he opens his mouth but what he says instead is, “Cookies are almost done.” 
Almost on cue, there’s a large groan throughout the building and both you and Bucky look up in concern — the TV that’s on standby flickers, as do the lights. The power cuts off. 
Bucky swears and you let out a sigh, fingers curling closer around the warmth of your mug. At least you know it won’t get any colder, considering you hadn’t been able to run the heater before. You turn to Bucky and raise your brows, smirking lightly. “What were you saying about the cookies?” 
They’re, by some miracle, perfect. Still warm, but in that half-baked way that melts in your mouth. 
For a couple of minutes, the two of you sit and munch your way through half a dozen soft cookies, taking down gulps of hot chocolate in between bites. 
The chill that had settled over you as you dozed off has worn away with the hot drink, or maybe with the adorable grins that Bucky gives you when you catch each other’s eyes. It’s not your ideal night but you know with Bucky for company, you always enjoy yourself. 
“You know,” Bucky begins, pausing to take a large slurp from his hot chocolate. It leaves a little line of melted marshmallow on his top lip and you watch as he licks it off. “As much fun as I’m having sitting in the dark— ”
“You’re having fun?” 
“Oh, absolutely. Having a ball. Just wondering where our candles are.” 
You chuckle and tilt your head in the direction of the hallway. “In the linen closet, top shelf.” 
“The linen closet? You’re a heathen you know that, right?” He says it with a smile as he puts down his mug on the coffee table and chucks the rest on his cookie in his mouth. He starts towards the linen closet in the hallway with a shake of his head.
“Where am I supposed to keep them!?” You call after him, sipping down the final dregs of your beverage. Bucky doesn’t reply and you savour the taste of the marshmallows on your tongue as you stand from the couch and begin the hunt for matches. 
By the time you’ve rifled through enough draws to find a packet, Bucky has finally managed to scrounge together a decent amount of candles. 
Some are half-melted already, others unopened; you’re thankful he’s left the fragrant ones behind. You hadn’t tried it before, but combining every candle scent you owned didn’t sound particularly nice. 
“Do you—” he clears his throat, almost nervously.  “Would you like to set them up in my room?” 
Your room is the shared space for the two of you normally. If you began getting drowsy, or both of you wanted to stretch out your legs while cuddling, it was always in your room. You were more than happy to share your space with him — and gleeful when he became comfortable enough to nod off (it had only happened once when he was the little spoon). 
Bucky still kept his distance to a certain degree, his room marked as private, even from you. After a couple months as roommates, he had begun leaving the door open, even going as far as to ask you to fetch things for him. 
It was smaller things that let you know he trusted you and you never pushed further than that. But this — this was a new level of trust for him. 
“Yeah,” you breathed softly. “Let’s do your room.” 
It looks very romantic. Candles dot around the room, casting an amber glow across the crumpled sheets and duvet. The snowstorm blows wildly outside the windowpane, but somehow it adds to the atmosphere. 
Bucky chuckles nervously as your eyes fall on his bed, his hands beginning to straighten it out like he’s suddenly trying to impress you. For a moment, you’re both still, unsure.
Then, with a grin, you peel back the covers and burrow yourself beneath them. Bucky stands to the side, looking as though he’s not quite sure what you want him to do.
You tilt your head on the pillow, lips forming a pout. “Well, I can’t cuddle by myself, can I?”
It spurs him into motion, climbing into bed beside you, and then pulling you against him, molding you like you’re meant to fit beside him. He smells like the marshmallows you’ve been gulping down, mixed with the earthy tones he carries with him and you love it. Pressing down your adoration, you snuggle closer to his side, your head coming to rest in the dip of his neck. 
Bucky shivers, but not from the cold, and you can’t help but grin at his reaction. You graze a kiss on his neck and his arms tighten around you in response. 
It’s quiet for a moment, with the exception of the howling outside, and you both absorb each other. Being this close to him, giving the feather-soft kisses, it feels so right. You know you’re well on your way to falling asleep when his voice breaks the silence. 
“I love you.” 
He says it so quietly, you wonder if you were supposed to hear it at all. His voice is tinged in nervousness, anxiety wracking through him at his admittance. 
I love you — the declaration echoes through you, til you feel it in every nerve. Warmth, unlike any you had tried to muster all night, blooms in your chest and you can’t even begin to contain your grin. 
Instead, you perch yourself up on your elbow, and using your finger as a gentle guide, you turn his face to face you. His face is still anxious, brows drawn together, despite your beaming expression and you don’t waste a moment. Leaning in, you begin to pepper kisses across his face fervently, pressing your lips to every spot of skin you can. 
It doesn’t take long for Bucky to begin smiling with you, a giggle escaping him before his hands seize your face, halting your attack. 
You’re breathing a little heavier but in the pause, suspended above him, Bucky grinning up at you with love, you don’t give a moment for doubt to creep back in. 
“I love you too.” 
And you’ve never given him a reason to doubt it, so Bucky thinks it must be true. 
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ao3feed-buckybarnes · 4 years
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Freeze ass Russia (With you for company)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Q0tL3V
by EtherealReality
Bucky has been free from Hydra for 3 years. He’s gotten the help that he desperately needs and deserves and he’s proud enough to say he’s on his way to recovery.
Steve and his asshole of a kid, Sam, welcome Bucky into their home and he finds himself a new little family.
Months after moving in to Steve’s house and starting his new life Bucky and Sam are ambushed and taken by Hydra.
After endless days of their imprisonments the effects starts to take its toll on Sam.
Words: 4097, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), Hydra - Character, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson
Additional Tags: tagging is so hard, Steve is Sam’s dad, Bucky and Sam DONT completely hate each other, Prisoners, Bonding, Trauma, Panic Attacks, Hurt, Comfort, Sam is a Little Shit, AngelBabySam, SweetBucky, Parent James “Bucky” Barnes, Parent Steve Rogers, Mention of Character Death, Bucky Barnes Is a Good Bro
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hopefulfangirlblr · 7 years
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Those lips! Those eyes! Sweet Bucky!
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stevebabey · 3 years
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i am a simple woman <3 i hyperfixate, then i change literally everything bout my blog <3
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