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the-horniest-book-club · 2 years

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HBC FAQ/Guidelines

What Happened to the Old Blogs?

The old blogs can still be accessed! They’re just for archives now and no longer accepting prompts or letting them be claimed. @the-ss-horniest-book-club @the-ce-horniest-book-club @the-th-horniest-book-club and @the-marvel-horniest-book-club

What Are Drunk Drabbles?

The OG HBC was started by a group of writers who would write drabbles for prompts they received from each other (and other followers) and they would drink adult beverages while they wrote and posted. Usually all in the same night. The format has since changed, but the name stuck!

The current format for Drunk Drabbles allows writers to claim a prompt from our follower-provided prompt list via DM/asks and write it.

Every now and then, we do return to our roots and do a one (sometimes two) night OG Drunk Drabble event. For those events, sign ups are required because prompts are sent directly to each writer rather than the writer choosing specific prompts. (Note: Adult beverages are optional.)

How Do I Claim a Prompt?

To claim a prompt, check out our Claim a Prompt check out the current prompts and then send us a DM/ask to claim it. You choose ONE prompt to write. Once it’s posted to your blog (or a screenshot to show it’s in your queue) and you have sent us a DM with the link - you may take another prompt.

Please note that you can only hold a prompt for a maximum of Two Weeks. If we haven’t received your work after that, the prompt would be put back into the available prompts.

What genres are acceptable in The HBC?

The HBC accepts: Fluff, Angst and smut and any of those 3 combined.

Here is a list we do not accept.

Pedophila

Non/con or dub/con

Anything supporting bigotry

Beastality

Hydra trash parties

Sex pollen

Necrophilia

Vore/Eating people

Not clear consent ABO

Incest

Who can I write for?

As of August 2022, we no longer accept RPF stories, meaning you cannot write or create anything for the actors themselves, only their characters.

When it comes to the characters, we have two groups:

1. 18+ MCU Characters

2. 18+ Characters of MCU Actors

Note: By 18+, we mean that the character is fully established as 18+ in the project (or most recent MCU project). If there is any ambiguity over the character’s age being over 18, they are not allowed. We call this “The Peter Parker Rule.”

Based on Spiderman: No Way Home, the Spiderman played by Tobey Maguire and Andrew Garfield are 18+ and are allowed. However, there is some ambiguity as to how old Tom Holland’s Peter Parker is due to the snap, because of that, his Spiderman is currently not allowed.

While we do not have a full list of characters allowed (that would be a LONG list), we do have a list of characters not allowed.

The prompt specifies a character, do I have to write for that character?

Yes. If you’ve chosen a prompt with a character already named, then that’s the character you write for. If it’s just a normal dialogue prompt with no character listed, the choice is yours as long as the character is of age and not on our banned character list.

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sergeant-bonky · 3 years

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Cold Body

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You're naturally a cold body, even in summer and when the new super soldier joins the team, the temptation to sneak into his bed to warm up became too much. (Based off the prompt submitted to @the-ss-horniest-book-club)

Warnings: Just some good old fluff for this peaceful Sunday ❤️

Authors Notes: I apologize I haven't written anything in the last few days, it's been busy but hoping I can get through a few prompts over the next couple of days to make up for it! 😁 also; I apologize if this doesn't make much sense, I'm kinda tipsy.

The ice cold air pebbled your skin as you stepped out of your room and into the frosty hallway. It was winter, and heating the compound up came with an expensive bill - one that Tony could afford but didn't want to pay. The team often relied on huddling up together in the common room by sharing body heat and blankets.

As it was winter, you probably could have dressed a little more appropriately to cope with the icy nights. But instead, you still chose to sleep in your shorts and tank top. It didn't help that your neighbor next door, Steve Rogers, liked to sleep with his window wide open because naturally, he was hot blooded and rarely felt the cold. The air from his window breezed it's way under his door, making the hallway feel colder.

You stood outside your door with your arms folded across your chest. Your teeth clattering together as you thought about what to do next.

Down the hall on the right, the brand new member was in his bed fast asleep. You had the pleasure of meeting Bucky just two weeks ago. Your introduction to the super soldier was quick and awkward, not helped by the fact you were really shy and a quiet person by nature.

Bucky didn't seem to make a big deal about it though. But you did learn from the close proximity that he was just like Steve - a walking human furnace. Sadly, Bucky was also living with PTSD, so you knew he wouldn't keep his windows open.

With a small smile tugging your lips, you quietly walked down the hallway towards Bucky's room. Pushing the door open, his intoxicating scent hit your nose and it was addictive. Bucky had this pleasant scent about him, something inviting.

His curtains were parted and the light from the moon flooded his bedroom, enough to guide you through his room without stubbing your toes on the furniture.

The soft carpet silenced your footsteps towards his bed, quiet grunts and snores poured from his lips as he laid peacefully on his back with one across his chest. His hair fanned on his pillow and his lips were slightly parted.

Your fingers grasped the blanket and slowly you lifted it up, careful not to disturb him. The bed dipped when you got in, and Bucky stirred only slightly. The heat radiating off of him from under the blanket was similar to someone stepping into a hot sauna, inviting and cozy.

You laid back and kept still, freezing when Bucky stirred and then turned over to face you but his eyes remained closed and the snores were still heard. You exhaled in a sigh of relief and shifted closer to him.

Your head finally hit his pillow, his breath puffing against your face while you pulled the blanket over you, taking advantage of the free heating Bucky provided. Your eyes closed, and for the first time in a long time, you fell asleep feeling the most content you've ever felt.

Bucky woke up sometime later when he felt puffs of air in his face. He stirred, confused by what was going on. His eyes focused on you, your fingers were wrapped around his hair and you looked peaceful.

He smiled to himself and wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you closer. You felt your cheek hit his skin and you almost moaned by the amazing feeling. Your icy cold feet ended up between his legs, Bucky laughed internally, making a mental note to remind you that you're like Frosty the Snowman.

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hannahshattuck · 3 years

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“Shit. That’s Sexy”

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: A prompt sent in to @the-ss-horniest-book-club. Enjoy!

Warnings: fluff, Bucky being in love, mention of a knife

Y/N was the softest person Bucky has come across. It’s no surprise he has a crush on her. From her warm smile to her hugs to when it’s her turn to make dinner, everything about her gives Bucky butterflies in his tummy whenever he thinks about her. However, she doesn’t seem to reciprocate the feelings because he always sees her flirting with some agent named Jay. If you ask Bucky, Jay is an asshole who wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between and real asshole and himself. Needless to say, Bucky doesn’t like him.

Bucky would always try to do nice things for her like bring her coffee or dinner when she ended up in the lab with Tony late at night. He would randomly give her a flower throughout the day even if it came from the bush that was right outside. Bucky would even purposely leave his sweatshirts lying around the common area knowing she would probably take them at some point. Bucky will even admit that he asked Sam for help with some things (like “accidentally” run into her when he was on his way to train).

Bucky walked into the kitchen and saw Nat, Sam and Y/N standing there talking. Y/N had her arms crossed over her chest leaning into one hip. The pose shouldn’t have been hot to Bucky but it was doing things to his body.

“Are you fucking serious?!?! HE’S MARRIED?!?! And was using me to cheat so he could get divorce?!?” Y/N glared at Nat but everyone knew it was for her.

“Yeah. I overheard him talking to the other instructor when they were in the gym setting up the equipment for the new recruits. It took everything in me to not strangle him right then and there.” Nat had her hands on her hips.

“What’s going on?” Bucky asked confused. “And who are you talking about?”

“Jay. The guy I’ve been talking to because I actually thought he might have liked me but it turns out he’s unhappy in his marriage and thought if he used me to cheat on his wife then that would be an easy way out. Fucking asshole.” Y/N was furious.

“Seriously?” Anger was bubbling inside Bucky. How could any man treat her like this. He was ready to spill blood.

“Yeah.” Y/N huffed.

Bucky saw the big chef’s knife on the counter. He grabbed it, “I’m gonna kill him.”

Y/N placed her hand on his chest holding him back. Bucky held in a sound at the feeling of her hand on him. She grabbed it out of his hand, “No you won’t, but I will.” She stormed out of the kitchen ready to find Agent Asshole. Nat and Same chased after her trying to stop her.

Bucky felt his legs give out and caught himself on the edge of the counter staring in the direction of where she went. “Shit. That was fucking sexy!”

“Um thank you?” Clint said as he walked into the kitchen. Bucky didn’t even noticed him walk in.

Bucky turned to him, “Not you Barton. Y/N. She had a knife.” He had a dreamy look on his face.

“Oh god.” Clint quickly walked out of the kitchen.

“Yeah.” Bucky smiled.

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itsmebucky · 4 years

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Dad’s Excuse

Pairing: Chubby!dad!Bucky x pregnant!reader

Summary: You’re heavily pregnant and your shirts are becoming tighter.

My Prompt:

Warnings: pregnancy talks, fluff 🥰

Author’s notes: For the @the-ss-horniest-book-club ❤️

This couch was the comfiest couch you’ve ever relaxed on. It was so comfortable that you could cry. And the icing on the cake was snuggling up to your chubby husband, his large hand resting on your 8th month baby bump.

Your five year old daughter is playing with her dolls on the floor in front of you when she suddenly stands up in front of Bucky with her hands on her hips.

“Can I help you little lady?” Bucky jokes, cracking a smile as he watches in amusements how her eyes flicker between you and her dad.

“I know mommy has an excuse...” she begins to say, clumsily climbing into his lap. “But does daddy have a baby in his belly too?” She says with a straight face, her little fingers poking his soft belly.

Bucky throws his head back and lets a laugh rip from his throat. “Just lotsa food in mine princess.” He says, patting his belly.

Now it’s your daughters turn to laugh. “Me too daddy, me too.”

While they exchange giggles, you rest your head back on his arm that’s draped over the back and smile.

Your perfect little family.

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bugsbucky · 3 years

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Cookie Monster

Prompt: Bucky was busy baking cookies all morning and his daughter sneaks in to eat them all when he falls asleep in the chair.

Warnings: None - Fluff, Dad!Bucky is adorable

Authors Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club. It’s been a long while, but I’m happy to be back writing and I won’t be doing a taglist for a little while until I get back into the swing of things. Thank you my lovely @jobean12-blog for beta’ing ❤️

Word Count: 655

For Bucky, the best thing about Friday’s was the free time he had to bake some fun chocolate chip cookies that he knew his little girl Mary would love to eat after dinner. The cookies were already out of the oven and cooling down on the side while he got to work in mopping the kitchen floors and wiping down the counters before he took his break in his comfy reclining chair in the living room. It didn’t take long for Bucky to start to feel sleepy, the lack of sleep he had last night was catching up to him and he dozed off in his chair with the TV still on in the background.

Mary had gotten bored playing with her dollhouse and headed into the kitchen to see what she could get her dad to make her with her puppy eyes. Mary’s nose twitched when she got closer to the kitchen, her eyes widening to the size of the cookies laying on the cooling rack. Her mouth was watering with want. With tippy toes, she sneaked into the living room to find her dad fast asleep in the chair, she listened out for those soft snores and grinned mischievously when she heard them. Mary quietly made her way back to the kitchen to drag a stool over to the counter that the cookies were on, she carefully climbed up, her knees resting on the cushion and she reached out to take a cookie.

“Just one.” She said to herself, her chunky fingers holding the cookie to her mouth where she took a huge bite out of it. Her mouth watered from the taste, her dad made the best cookies. Her eyes flickered between the rack of cookies and the living room, she stopped crunching if there any signs of Bucky stirring.

One cookie, turned into two cookies, which turned into the whole batch. Mary had demolished the 12 cookies and the chocolate from the chips smeared over her fingers, mouth and nose. She couldn’t wash herself yet but her puppy eyes got her out of a lot of trouble, usually.

Mary climbed down off the stool and like a scolded puppy, she walked to where her dad was still asleep. Her fingers poked him in the chest and he stirred.

“Daddy.” Mary whispered, watching Bucky’s eyelids move. “Daddy wake up!” She gently tapped his cheek and his eyes shot open. For a few moments, he’s confused until he sees the chocolate all over Mary’s face.

“Where- where did you get that chocolate from?” His voice was hoarse and dry. He noticed the crumbs that had stuck to her cheeks too.

“What chocowate?” Mary did what she did best and pouted her bottom lip, giving her best puppy eyes she could muster.

“Doll.” As hard as Bucky tried, he couldn’t keep the wide grin from spreading on his face. She was always adorable and he could never scold her.

“Daddy I don’t know what happened but I was- I went in the kitchen and some cookies fell off the thingy and-and-and I’m sowwy daddy.”

“Huh, you mean to say the Cookie Monster came in here and gave them to you? Does that sound about right?” Bucky laughed in his mind, knowing if they had a dog, she wouldn’t hesitate to blame the poor pooch either.

Mary nods her vigorously and puts her hands behind her back. “That’s it!”

“How many did he feed you?” Mary held up 10 fingers, Bucky’s eyes almost fell out of his head that she could eat that many, but then she added an extra two fingers. “Oh dear...” he sighed and kicked the mechanism down with his feet. Bucky put his hand on her shoulder and lead her towards the bathroom. He didn’t mind, not really. He would just have to make more and make sure to keep them out of the way of the cookie monster that lives in the house.

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jewels2876 · 3 years

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“You’re comfy.” With anyone for old-fashioned DD ❤️ thank you

Drunk Drabble #4 - Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 133

Before Bucky could move or do anything, you joined him on the couch in the common room. You snuggled up to his chest, inhaling deeply. Notes of Dove soap, Downy detergent, and a musky cologne filled your nostrils as one hand dug under his waist, the other grasping his red henley. Bucky looked down at you with a grin as Sam and Steve walked through.

“Again?” Sam groaned. “Can you two get a room please?”

Bucky shot him a smirk. “We were here first, bird brain. Beat it.” You giggled quietly as Sam shook his head. Steve shot Bucky a thumbs up and kept walking.

“So...” Bucky started.

You snuggled closer. “You’re comfy.”

Bucky wrapped his arms around you and hugged you close. Before long the two of you were passed out cold.

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buckobucho · 3 years

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Porno Pranks

Summary: Pranking Bucky is your source of entertainment, what happens when you go a step too far?

Pairing: Grumpy!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Porn pranks, language, sex is implied

A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club 💕 happy Monday! Thanks for sticking with me 🥰

Words: 447

Y/N = Your Name!

Today was Bucky’s day off, and for most of it Bucky watched a lot of movies and a series Sam had recommended to him. Before he knew it, the sun had already set and he was shrouded in darkness.

Bucky was now sprawled out on his bed in just his boxers and his laptop balancing in his lap. His headphones securely plugged in to watch some YouTube videos while he finished eating his pizza. He was exhausted and as soon as he finished swallowing, he closed his eyes for a few minutes.

You were next door in your room watching everything he was doing from his laptop. You share a love-hate relationship with the super soldier - one of those I-wanna-punch-you-so-hard-because-you’re-so-annoying-but-I-still-care-about-you relationship.

And you can’t resist the opportunities to piss him off. You were aware he wanted a quiet today, and if a quiet day is what he was expecting - he was mistaken. Thanks to Tony’s advice, this prank should be one of your greatest.

From your own laptop, you quickly shut his YouTube down and loaded a fresh google page, typing pornhub into the search bar and clicking the site. Searching for something sexy.

Bucky was suddenly woken up from a woman moaning dramatically in pleasure through his headphones. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The sounds of her wet pussy makes his blood rush down inside his boxers, making him painfully hard.

Another moan is pulled from the actress on screen, he rips the headphones off his head and his enhanced hearing hears your giggles in the next room.

A knock stopped you abruptly in your tracks, quickly shutting the site down, you cleared your throat and walked towards the door, keeping a poker face as you pulled it open.

“Y/N.” That smooth sexy manly voice said. Bucky was standing in front of you, his jaw visibly clenched and an obvious boner in his boxers.

“Yes, Bucky?” You feigned innocence. Folding your arms over your chest and trying to keep your eyes focused on his pissed off face.

Task completed.

“Stay the fuck out of my computer from now on!” His stern voice spat.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about.” You tsk, “not my problem you can’t get a woman to help relieve that sexual frustration.” You grin, slamming the door in his face.

“Fuck you!” He yells through the door.

“In your dreams!” You yell back, sending a quick text to Tony to thank him for his help.

“I fucking will later.” He mumbled under his breath, stomping back into his own room and slamming the door shut. A cold shower was the only option for him right now, later he’ll make you pay.

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buckosawrus · 4 years

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Morning Goodness

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt from @the-ss-horniest-book-club:

Warnings: Fluff, implied smut.

A/N: this is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and it's in conjunction with the Bucky Barnes Appreciation Challenge ❤ we love and will forever support Bucky Barnes, our 100 year old semi stable man. About the restaurant that’s mentioned, I went there last July when I spent three weeks in New York but for the life of me, I don’t remember the name of the restaurant.

The bright yellow sun shined through the parted curtains of Bucky’s bedroom. The soft pillows felt like you were sleeping on marshmallows and so did the cloud mattress. Bucky’s right arm was around your waist, your back flushed against his bare broad chest and his stubble irritating the skin on your neck.

It was the first night you’ve slept in Bucky’s bed with him. The next step of your relationship and you were proud of that. You’ve been dating only for three months, but Bucky was a gentleman and wanted to do things properly.

Bucky had the whole day planned out yesterday, a romantic dinner at a rooftop restaurant overlooking Manhattan. Cars honking beneath you, the romantic aura in the air created such a relaxing atmosphere. By evening, the bright lights from the buildings illuminated the city.

After dinner the two of you walked around the city hand in hand eating an ice cream before heading back to the compound where you got comfortable on his incredibly soft bed and watched movies. The day couldn’t have been more perfect and you thanked him by giving him a passionate kiss before you went to sleep. The two of you cuddled through the night, just the sound of his clock ticking on the wall above the bed, his soft snores and the occasional growl of his stomach, (which every time you heard, you would giggle silently).

And it seemed today would just be as a good, a day of shopping planned and more lunch and, oh-

Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to figure out what was hard poking against your ass. It couldn’t have been his legs since they were tangled in yours, it could have been his metal arm. You shifted back against his arm, only to earn a moan in response. Bucky’s hips lazily rutted against you and then you realized it was most definitely not his arm.

Your hand covered your mouth, desperately trying to rid yourself of the embarassment before he woke up.

“Doll.” His breath fanned across your ear, his grip on your waist tightened and you felt a wet patch on the front of his boxers.

“Buck? Are you awake?” you whispered, looking over your shoulder slightly. You held back your own moan when you could feel him throb against you.

No answer.

You sighed and loosened his grip on your waist. You turned over to lay flat on your back and sighed again. His face was now buried in the side of your face instead of your neck. His fingers lightly traced the waistband of your panties, your breath lost when they suddenly dipped inside and he lazily stroked through your folds.

“Bucky.” You gasped, turning to face him to find he was fully awake and his usual blue orbs were a dark shade of brown. Lust and something else you couldn’t quite figure out swirled around.

“Good morning, doll.” He smirked, removing his fingers and putting his hand back on your tummy.

“Good morning. What time do you wanna get ready to go shopping?” you asked, believing his fingers were just apart of the wet dream he seemed to be having.

“After we do this.”

“After wha- oh hello.” you chuckle, Bucky rolls on top of you and slots his frame between your thighs.

“I’m ready to take us to the next level. Are you?” He asked sweetly, sweeping some hair out of your face.

“Yes.” you answer in a whisper but unsure if he heard you.

“Thank fuck.” he whispered back, kissing down your collarbone. “I wanna do this properly.”

Tagging some wonderful friends: @marvelgirl7 @littleredstarfish @this-kitten-is-smitten @hawksmagnolia @jobean12-blog

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cuddles-with-bucky · 4 years

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Whatever You Say, Pal.

Bucky x Reader

Authors Note: written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club thank you once again!!

Words: 574

Prompt: “I once had a woman pass out from an orgasm.” Really? I can’t imagine what from. My banana is longer than your wiener.”

Breakfast time around the two grown men always ended up with interesting and often sexual topics. Yesterday they were discussing the softness and firmness of breasts, today their discussion was orgasms.

“I’m telling you man, curl your finger like this, I promise it’ll have her curl her toes.” Sam told Bucky as he slid his coffee cup in front of him. It was far too early to be talking about this. “Really? I want to give my metal fingers a trial run someday.” Bucky chuckled, taking a long sip of the brown liquid and sighed.

“ugh.” You groaned with a shake of your head, peeling your banana in front of you. “What are you groaning at?” Bucky asked, quirking an eyebrow in your direction. “You. How about a discussion about how beautiful the day is, how bright the sun is. I don’t need to know the last time you men emptied your bowels and I certainly do not need to hear about orgasms.”

Bucky and Sam laughed simultaneously, their laughs bouncing off the walls of the open kitchen area. “Sorry (Y/N), just teaching our boy here some new techniques.” Sam said through laughter. “Then why don’t you teach him how to use a phone and talk about it over text?” You suggested, half jokingly, half serious.

“I don’t need to learn new techniques. I once had a woman pass out from an orgasm. I think I’m doing alright.” Bucky laughed but locking eyes with you as he said it. Now it was your turn to laugh and a chance to burst his massive ego, “Really? I can’t imagine what from. My banana is longer than your wiener.” you snorted, pointing your half eaten banana in his face. A sense of pride surging through you as you notice the smirk drop and his jaw clench. Got him.

“When have you ever seen my wiener?” Bucky challenged, his jaw still clenched and his eyes dark. “You wear a lot of sweatpants my dude. It doesn’t leave a lot to the imagination.” you grin, standing up and throwing your banana peeling in the trash. Your walk out of the kitchen was slightly obnoxious, your hips swaying and your head held high.

*Later that night...*

You placed the bookmark to mark the page of your book and set it down on the nightstand. You sighed, rubbing your eyes when a knock sounded on your door. It was late, around 11PM. Usually most of the avengers are asleep by now, unless it was Nat to remind you of the training you had tomorrow.

Begrudgingly, you climbed out of bed and staggered towards the wooden door, pulling it open hard that the doorknob almost left an indent in the wall.

“Bucky?” your eyes narrowed as you looked at his wet state, clearly the man had just showered. A white fluffy towel with a knot tied at the front hung low on his hips. “I wanna show you something...” He said sheepishly. You stepped aside and allowed him entry. “Lock the door.” he demanded. You did and turned around frozen in your place. His towel had pooled around his ankles and his wiener soldier stood proud against his abs.

“Holy shit.” you were practically drooling at this point. Bucky crooked a finger, summoning you to him. “I have training tomorrow.” you informed him, stepping into his personal space. “Yeah? If I were you, I’d cancel it because you’re not walking tomorrow.”

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cosmosbucky · 4 years

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Clueless

Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary; the banter between you and Bucky grows stronger

A/N: written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and thank you @buckstaybucky for your fun prompts! I believe this is the third one I’ve taken! Sorry for posting this late, meant to post it yesterday 😔

Word count: 315

The fake laughter you had to force from your lips as the night went on was becoming ridiculously painful.

Old men swarmed you, offering to buy you drinks, which you accepted and tipped away when they weren’t looking just so they could feed you the intel the undercover mission required. Turns out, rich and drunk older men are more stupid than people think.

Your eyes skimmed over your cocktail glass and narrowed in on Bucky in the corner. The conversation with the gentleman to your left was long forgotten.

Bucky was wearing his tuxedo, his brown locks tied back in a neat bun and you remember him smelling oh so good. But don’t let his looks fool you, Bucky was a little shit.

You put down your cocktail glass and excused yourself. Your heels clicked against the expensive marble floor as you walked over to where Bucky was standing with some brunette.

“Hiii.” You greeted, standing next to Bucky. He side eyed you, wondering what the hell you were doing next to him and not talking to your mark. The woman was still laughing at something Bucky had said before you got to him. You joined in and slapped your hand on his chest.

“That’s so funny! Did he tell you about that time his fingers malfunctioned as he picked his nose?” You laughed. The lady looked back at Bucky with a raised eyebrow and excused herself to get another drink and left the two of you alone.

“What the hell are you doing?” Bucky snapped. “Are you trying to make me look stupid?”

“Well my dear Bucky. Let me tell you that you don’t need any help from me to do that.”

“Y/N, please behave!” Bucky warned. Sly smirk tugged on the corners of your lips.

“Or what? Gonna tie me to the bed later and punish me?”

“You bet I am, Mrs Barnes!”

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bisousbucky · 4 years

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SS HBC Masterlist

Updated on: October 3rd 2020

Wanna Hear A Joke?

It’s A Date!

Her or Me?

My Good Girl

Imaginary Babies

You’re Late, Missy!

Study Buddy

I’m Coming!

Squirt, Squirt, Squirt

Open Wide

This Is Awkward

I Wish

Hard To Please

Expressionless

Family First

Right Kind of Wrong

That Is Brand New Information!

Comfort

Hobbies

Is That A Tattoo?

Time To Go

Professor Dog Tags

Another Brick In The Wall

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sergeant-bonky · 3 years

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Luckiest Man

Dad!Bucky x wife!Reader

Summary: You fall asleep with your baby girl in your arms and Bucky can't get over the cuteness. (Based off the prompt submitted to @the-ss-horniest-book-club)

Warnings: Overload of fluff, needed for this cold Monday! ❤️

Authors Notes: The cutest prompt!

It was a long day. One of those days where you just wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep. The weather had turned cold, rainy days overtaking the ones that were usually warm and sunny.

You weren't just tired, but you were exhausted. Your sleep schedule was a mess, and it didn't matter if you slept for one hour or the full eight hours—you were still exhausted.

Bucky took over the duties of grocery shopping. And he just returned from the store and set the bags down when he called out for you.

"Honey, I'm home!" He could hear the TV from the living room, but no greeting back from you and no little feet padding along the floors, either.

Bucky hummed, shrugging off his jacket and toeing off his boots before investigating why his household was so quiet.

He checked the living room first, and the sight before his eyes almost reduced him into a puddle. Bucky grabbed his phone from his back pocket and opened the camera. Taking lots of photos of his two girls.

There you were, laying on your back on the full length of the couch with your baby girl on top, her head tucked under your chin and her chubby little fingers grabbing your sweater.

He couldn't handle the cuteness. He was the luckiest man in the world to not only have a gorgeous wife, but a baby girl who looks just like you. His two girls, his queens. And there was absolutely nothing in the world he wouldn't do to protect the two of you.

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hannahshattuck · 3 years

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We Love Clingy

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: A prompt sent into @the-ss-horniest-book-club by @buckobucho. It was so cute and fun to write. Each section is a different moment Bucky has been clinged to. Enjoy!

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Warnings: fluffy fluff, some emotion, Bucky being the perfect cuddle bug (and gives the best hugs)

Bucky was in the kitchen of the common floor making himself a cup of coffee in his favorite mug that says, ‘Wears Black, Loves Coffee, Avoids People’. Yes he does wear black and love coffee but he doesn’t avoid people, well as many as he did. Especially when it comes to you. He can’t seem to get away from you but he doesn’t really try. There’s something about you that he likes to be around. Maybe it’s because you don’t treat him like a piece of glass. Maybe it’s because you’re always smiling when he’s around. Maybe it’s because you treat him like a human being even when most see him as a weapon.

Bucky felt arms wrap around his waist and looked down you see the bracelet he made for you on the wrist. He smiled as you squeezed him for a hug.

“Good morning, doll. Sleep well?” He grabbed your favorite mug and started making you coffee. You nodded your head against his back. Bucky could tell you were still a bit asleep. Once your coffee was made he turned around in your arms and held it out for you. You looked up at him and smiled.

“Thank you Buck.” You unwrapped your arms and grasped your mug. You gave him one last smile and walked into the lounge room. Bucky couldn’t help the butterflies that swarmed in his belly.

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Bucky was sitting on the couch reading a book when you walked in and sat right next to him. You laid you head on his lap and pulled the blanket from the back of the couch over you. His flesh and blood hand started to gently scratch your scalp. His hand then moved to your shoulder where his thumb rubbed your shoulder. You let out a content sign as your body relaxed. Bucky let you fall asleep on his lap and he continued his book with rubbing your shoulder or scratching your scalp every so often. He felt his eye start to droop so he set his book down and scooted to where he could lay his head on the back of the couch and closed his eyes falling into a slumber with you.

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Bucky was in the kitchen getting a glass of water after having a nightmare. He rubbed his temples trying to curve the headache he felt coming on. He heard footsteps walking down the hall. Bucky grabbed a small kitchen knife in case he had to defend himself. He heard a sniffle and put the knife back.

“Oh, I didn’t realize you were in here.” You said looking down.

“It’s all good, doll. Is everything okay?” He could see that you eyes were red like you’ve been crying. You bit your lip and looked everywhere except him. “Do you want a hug? I’ve been told I give good hugs.” He smiled a bit.

You sniffled, “I already seem clingy enough. I don’t want to burden you.”

Bucky walked over to you and pulled you into a hug, “Doll, you are not clingy and even if you were I don’t mind.” You wrapped you arms around his waist and hugged him tight.

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It was Avengers movie night and Natasha, Wanda, and yourself were in charge of getting the snacks. The others were waiting for the three of you to come back from the store. Bucky was sitting on the couch twiddling his thumbs while everyone else was chit chatting.

“Y/N sure hangs around you a lot huh Bucky?” Tony asked smirking.

Bucky looked up at him, “Yeah and?” He honestly didn’t mind that you seemed to cling to him. He liked that you weren’t scared of him or at least didn’t show it.

“Well, usually when a girl hangs around a guy it means she likes him.” Tony pushed, “So is there a thing going on between her and yourself, Capsicle 2.0?”

“Tony,” Steve huffed.

“Steve it’s fine,” Bucky chuckled, “I’m not going to tell you anything Tony. It doesn’t matter if there is something going on or not. If you tell her anything or make her feel bad I will go Winter Soldier on your ass before you even realize what’s happening. Got it?” He finished it off with a smile, a smile that’s just a tad to smilely.

Tony gulped, “O-okay.”

“Alright pipsqueaks!! The party can now start!” You yelled as you walked into the living room and dumped the bags of snacks on the coffee table. You grabbed yours and Bucky’s snack and snuggled up against him. Tony looked over at you two and Bucky just glared at him.

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Bucky sat on his bed on his bed writing in one of his journals provided by his therapist. He didn’t really see the point but he did feel better after writing. He heard a knock on his door. Setting the journal aside, he got up and walked to the door. He opened it and saw you standing there, eyes red.

“Doll, what’s wrong?” Bucky asked concerned.

“Can I just lay with you please? I don’t want to talk about it.” Your voice cracked a bit.

“Of course. C’mon.” He took your hand and led you to the bed after closing the door. Bucky moved his journal to the bedside table and pulled the blankets back for the two of you to crawl in. He pulled you to lay on his chest while his fingers trailed up and down your back.

“I think I’m in love with you.” You whispered after a few minutes. “If you don’t feel the same that’s fine but I’d still like to be able to cuddle with you and hug you and just lay with you and-”

“Doll! Calm down.” Bucky chuckled a bit, “Sweetheart, I’m in love with you as well. I’ve known since you’ve started hanging around me.”

You looked up at him, “You don’t think I’m too clingy?”

“No sweetheart, I don’t.” He kissed your forehead.

You cuddled back into his chest, “Good because I’m about to be a whole lot clingier now that I’m your girlfriend.”

“Oh you’re my girlfriend now huh?” Bucky smirked.

“Yep. Deal with it.” You giggled.

Bucky placed a kiss on the top of your head, “I’ll deal with anything when it comes to you.”

You linked your hands together seeing the bracelets you two made awhile ago.

“You still have it?” You asked looking up at him.

He smiled down at you, “Of course I do! Although we might have to make relationship bracelets instead of friendship bracelets.” You looked at him confused. Bucky chuckled, “They’re the same just made with more love.”

You rolled your eyes and playfully hit his chest, “You’re a dork.”

He chuckled, “Yes, but I’m your dork.”

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itsmebucky · 4 years

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Always You

Pairing: Chubby!Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky starts to work out, and you’re having an internal breakdown with anxiety that he’ll leave you .

My prompt:

Warnings: A little angsty

Author’s notes: For the @the-ss-horniest-book-club! Chubby Bucky is too adorable 💕 I’m also on my phone so I’m sorry for a no read more break 🤧

Bucky’s side of the bed was cold yet again. Another morning where he woke up at the grizzly time of 5AM to hit the gym.

It’s a routine he’s been doing for the past three months, working out, dieting.

Rolling on your back, you sigh as you stare up to your ceiling. The memories of his soft belly and thicker thighs swim through your mind. A stray tear runs down your temple as you also think back to your best friend Natasha, her boyfriend leaving her after getting fit.

As each day passes, the anxiety just keeps on getting more aggressive. The stress of who he could be meeting at the gym controls how you feel, the fear of being alone.

By 8am, Bucky is already back home, showered and dressed for the day. He’s flipping the bacon over in the pan when you emerge from your bedroom, heavy bags under your eyes and the weight of the whole world resting on your shoulders.

You take a second to marvel at him from behind; his shoulders are taking shape and his clothes are a lot smaller than they used to be.

Any day now, you know he will go the gym and never come home. And that thought is what finally breaks you.

“Good morning baby! I made some–” Bucky stops talking as a sob escapes. You cover your face quickly and shake your head, Bucky is quick to react and turns the gas off, taking three strides towards you.

Gently, he pulls your hands from your face and his heart drops into the pit of his stomach.

“Hey, hey, hey. Look at me. Tell me what’s wrong baby.” He says softly, gently pulling you towards the couch in the living room where the sun lights up the space.

You clasp your hands in your lap and continue shaking your head. Bucky doesn’t give up, something is bothering his girl and he’s gonna find out what’s wrong.

He kneels in front of you, his Henley pulls across his chest and you can see his soft belly is rapidly shrinking. More tears fall and more sobs escape as his fingers graze along your thigh.

“Baby, I’m not gonna stop asking so unless you want me in your ear all day. Please tell me what’s wrong? What happened?”

You finally take a breath, his blue eyes immediately suck the life out of you. Those blue eyes you fell in love with.

Through occasional sobs, you tell him the long story of what happened with Natasha and her boyfriend. Expressing your fears of the same thing happening, the reality of being alone and never functioning the same way again if Bucky ever left you.

“I’m so scared you’ll leave me too.”

Bucky shakes his head just as quickly as you finish talking. Cupping your cheeks and capturing your tears with his thumbs.

“Listen to me. I love you so much that just the thought of us never being together makes my chest ache. I just wanted to get better so we can grow older together. Leaving you is not an option. You’re it for me baby, there is no other woman out there that can steal me away. I promise you that. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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bugsbucky · 4 years

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A Taste

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt: Bucky finally gets laid after 70+ years. The problem is, reader feels too good and he can’t stop ejaculating inside her, spurting so much cum it starts dripping from her entrance.

Warnings: Smut, cum, like a bucket and a half load of cum, 18+

Word Count: 490

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and this was so fun to write! Thank you @jobean12-blog for checking to make sure it wasn’t all over the place! Love you! This has been proofread but I don’t guarantee anything :)

The warmth, the tightness and the ridges of your walls Bucky felt as his thick member was completely sheathed inside you suffocated him. You felt so good, this felt so good and after 70 years, he knows he definitely has a lot to make up for, Truth be known, Bucky never once believed he would feel this again. He makes love to you deep and passionate, he wants to savour this moment. He wants to memorise every sound you make, every whimper and every hitch of breath when he hits that particularly deep spot no man in the past has been able to find quite so well.

Your breasts fit snugly in the palms of his hands, Bucky squeezes each time he feels you clench around his cock. He doesn’t remember this feeling so good, he had to learn new things about sex, so much has changed since he last had it back in 19something. He’s trying to prolong his release, wants you to cum first.

“You feel so incredible, Buck.” your breath hitches when his slicked thumb flicks over your sensitive little bean, rubbing in circles. The obscene sounds of skin on skin and your slick squelching against his languid strokes.

“You feel more incredible baby.” Bucky moans, you’re clamping around him too tightly. He needs you to cum quickly, his thumb picks up pace and he watches your face contort to pleasure. The knot in your tummy tightens and it feels like your organs have been rearranged.

“Buck - I’m gonna…” you barely have time to finish what you were saying, your orgasm rushes down to your toes. You curl them into the comforter and arch your back. His hands on your waist lazily thrusting to ride out your high. Your wetness seeping all over him is enough to send him over the edge, his own hips still against yours.

His cock throbs and swells as he shoots his load over your pink walls. The men in your past were quick to empty, Bucky’s seem to go on forever. His eyes screwed shut and his fingers bruising against your skin.

“Oh Bucky!” You whimper, feeling his cum floating around in your belly. His body shakes as he releases so much fluid and just when you think he’s finished, he pulls out, his white sticky mess dribbling out of your entrance on the sheets and on your thighs. “Oh god, there’s so much!” you giggle, dipping your fingers between your legs to gather some on the tips of your fingers. Bringing your digits up to your mouth, you suck them off clean.

The salty and tangy goodness tasting bittersweet on the tip of your tongue, groaning in delight at how good he tastes. Bucky watches you with eager eyes, his eyes hooded by your actions.

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen someone do.” a toothy grin making its way to his delicious lips. “My turn to taste baby girl.”

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jewels2876 · 3 years

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Old Fashioned DD Meet Cute! "Being paired up at a beginners ballroom dancing class." Your choice of character! 💋Eury

Drunk Drabble #5 - Chris Beck x reader

Word Count: 317

The instructor called for everyone to pair up. People quickly grabbed the person they had dragged brought with them, leaving you as the only... no wait. You noticed a handsome guy on the other side of the room also looking around. You offered him a small wave; he made his way to you with a rueful grin.

“Hi,” you extended your hand. “I’m y/n.”

“Beck. Chris. Beck,” he stammered, running a hand through his hair.

“Nice to meet you Beck, Chris Beck,” you teased with a warm smile. The instructor clapped her hands.

“Come on everyone! Get in the hold as I just showed you.”

Beck looked at you, his hands a bit shaky as one gently rested on your waist, the other grasping your hand. “I apologize in advance if I step on your toes.”

“Oh! Me too! And if I try to lead, just yell at me. I’ve been told I do that.” Butterflies fluttered in your stomach as the music started. Although you weren't entirely sure if it was from nerves or the arms of this gorgeous man.

“Why are you here?” he asked. He stumbled over his feet and you giggled. He felt a small flutter in his stomach at the sound.

“Best friend’s wedding. You?”

“Me too!” It was your turn to stumble and Beck grinned at you. “Although best friends that require other best friends to learn the waltz should probably be demoted to just a friend.”

You giggled again. “I told her that and she just laughed. ‘You’ll thank me later!’ she said.”

Beck stumbled once more. “Our best friends oughta meet; maybe they’re really meant for each other.”

“I don’t know if anyone is meant for another. Although I’m positive Alica would find a way.”

“Alicia? As in BRAD and Alicia?”

“No way!” you sucked in a breath.

And that’s when you both had the same thought: jackpot!

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