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the-winter-smoulder · 7 months

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Mob Bucky! Yum!!

Juxtaposition

Pairing: Mafia Boss Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count: 2174

Warnings: Smut, Dom/Sub, Oral (f rec)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is the boss of your city's mafia. You are the sweet, shy woman who has fallen in love with a bad man. At least, that's what everyone thinks.

A/N: Special thanks to my hype princess & beta reader @whisperlullaby.

You took a deep breath as you walked past the line to the bouncer guarding the club doors. He knew you immediately and waved you through.

“Evening,” Thor winks cheekily as he holds the door open for you.

“Hi,” you demure.

A guy at the front of the line takes offense at this and yells, “Hey! Why does she get in?”

“Cause she’s a hell of a lot prettier than you,” Thor laughs unperturbed but with a warning look at the guy.

“Can’t argue with that,” the guy shrugs, taking the hint.

“Thank you,” you whisper shyly.

“Anything for the boss’s girl,” Thor nods.

You make your way through the crowded club as lights flash and loud music accompanies the many people bumping and grinding on the dance floor. You get to the bar and give a small wave to the two bartenders, Natasha and Clint.

“He’s in the office,” Natasha says over the music while holding out a glass of scotch and a bottle of water to you.

“Thanks,” you say as you take the drinks. You make your way to the back hallway, currently guarded by Bruce, who smiles kindly and opens the door for you. You nod to him sweetly and hurry down to Bucky’s office door. Balancing the glass of Scotch carefully, you push the door open but stop short when you see Steve and Sam holding a man up by his arms as Bucky lands a solid punch to his gut. Obviously not the first one, the guy groans and remains slumped. Three heads snap up to see at your wide-eyed stare.

“I-I’m sorry!” You exclaim quickly and begin to back out the door. Their captive’s head snaps up at the sound of your voice and you see his jaw drop at the sight of you.

“It’s okay, Doll. Come in. We should have been done by now. I got a little carried away,” Bucky turns his attention back to the men but seeing the man’s eyes on you enrages him all over again. He punches him in the nose, easily breaking it and causing blood to gush , “Get this trash out of my office. If I ever see you around here again, if you ever even look at her again, Walker, you’ll be a dead man. You understand?”

“Yes,” the man wheezes as Steve and Sam drag him out. You stare as they walk the man through the door, both making brief eye contact with apologetic looks.

“We’ll take the trash out and get back to our post, boss,” Steve assures as he closes the door behind him.

Bucky unbuttons his suit and takes a seat behind his large desk. He takes out a handkerchief and dabs at a small spot on his knuckle. Otherwise, he is immaculately clean despite the mess from the beating he had given. You make your way to the desk slowly and set down the drinks. He watches your every move with a hungry look. Licking your lips, you walk around to stand in front of him.

“You’re early,” he says, eyeing you.

You pick his arm up and look at the watch on his wrist, “I’m right on time.” You drop his arm and slap him hard enough to turn his head. As you stand there, he keeps his face turned away but you see the tick in his jaw. “How dare you make me see him. You should have been finished and ready for me.”

His control is beautiful as you watch him carefully. He waits, not moving, for your permission. You had trained him well.

“Speak,” you say quietly.

“I’m sorry,” he says, moving only his lips.

“Look at me,” you command. He complies immediately giving you a feeling of elation. “What are you sorry for?”

“I’m sorry he was still here when you got here. That I didn’t manage my time better,” Bucky says, jaw still clenched. You know he’s frustrated and turned on by the slap you had delivered. Judging by the red mark on his cheek, it was still stinging.

You grab his face with one hand. Gripping the back of his chair with the other, you lean over him. “You aren’t sorry you beat him so badly?”

“No,” he growls.

“No, what?” You squeeze his cheeks harder with annoyance.

“No, ma’am.”

“You aren’t sorry that he’ll be in pain for days, weeks even?”

“No, ma’am.”

“Good boy,” you smile down at him as you release your grip and slide to sit on the desk. You grab the glass of scotch and hold it out to him, “You look like you could use a drink.”

You waited until his hand was just within reach of the glass to pull back, “Have you hydrated today?” His clenched jaw gives you the answer. You tsk as you hand him the bottle of water. He opens it and obediently takes a sip. “All of it,” you instruct, tipping the bottle to his lips. He drinks while maintaining eye contact with you. When the last drop slides into his mouth you smile, “Good boy.”

“Does that mean I’ve earned my Scotch?” he asks carefully.

“Mmm,” you consider the request as you roll the glass across your chest. “I think an apology is still in order. I said I never wanted to see him again and then there he is right in my face.”

“I apologize again, ma’am,” Bucky says, watching the glass move, wishing he could pour the contents down your chest and trace its path with his tongue.

You lean forward with a small smile, reading his thoughts as clearly as he spoke them aloud, bringing your face close. Bucky’s mouth opens slightly awaiting your kiss of forgiveness but instead of giving him that relief, you bring the glass to your lips and take a sip of the amber liquid. With a smirk, you clarify, “Apology was the wrong word. I meant penance. So, precious, can you think of some way to make me forget seeing him again?”

As you speak, you propped your legs on each side of his chair, allowing the dress you wore to ride up your thighs. Bucky’s eyes blaze a trail up to the visible wet spot on your innocent pink panties. He loved this juxtaposition about you. To anyone else, you were a shy, innocent-looking woman, but with him, behind closed doors, you were a dominating seductress. It wasn’t anything he thought he’d ever want but since you’d show him that side of you, and himself, he’s been utterly lost to you. He would take down empires at your command, tear the world to shreds, while you stood at his side looking like the good woman who fell in love with a bad man. His dick twitched at the thought. His eyes snap up to yours, “May I touch you, ma’am?”

His gravelly voice shoots a thrill through you. He was so goddamn perfect staring up at you like that, full of want and admirable restraint. You nod, widening your legs. His hands are immediately under your skirt, reaching for your panties, and you oblige him by lifting up for him to pull them off you. Moving his chair closer, he wraps his arms around your legs.

“Can I put my mouth on you, please?” His voice comes out in a desperate whisper as he leans a cheek against your thigh.

“Are you getting hard already?” You croon.

“Yes, ma’am,” he groans.

“Oh, precious, if you’re already getting hard from this little bit of teasing, I can just imagine how you’re going to be by the end of the night.” You decide to tease him and put your hand over your mound, “I don’t know if my poor little pussy can handle it. You look like you might not be able to control yourself. Maybe I should just take care of myself.” You dip your fingers into your wetness and slide them over your clit.

“Please,” Bucky whispers as his eyes follow the movements of your fingers.

“Please, oh! Please, what?” you whine breathlessly, moving more quickly.

“Please let me put my mouth on you. Please, ma’am. I’ll be good. I’ll make you feel so good,” he begs.

“Say please again,” you demand.

“Please! Please, I need it! I need you, please!” Bucky’s words make you gush.

“You’ll be gentle with me, won’t you, baby?” you tease him. He knows you can take it any way he could dish it out.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Show me,” you lean back on your elbows, giving him full access.

He’s immediately kissing his way up your thighs with whispered words of affirmation, “Yes, ma’am. I’ll be gentle. Fuck, I want you so much. Please, ma’am, I need to get my mouth on you, please.”

“Okay, baby. If you make me come with that tongue of yours, maybe I’ll accept your apology,” you encourage him.

He wastes no time burying his face between your legs. He runs his tongue up and down your slit, laps at your clit, and moans as he tastes you. You grab a handful of his hair and tug at it to encourage him. Fuck, you live for this. For his compliance and skill at pleasuring you. The way he moved his tongue over your clit had your legs quivering. He used his fingers to play at your entrance and then slid them down to tease your ass before returning. When he slid one in and crooked it into your G spot, you bucked against his face while holding him tighter against you.

“Using that tongue so fucking good. Fuck,” you can feel your orgasm building. He was good with his mouth, both talking and fucking with it. You lean your head back as you rock your hips. You grip his hair harder, pulling it from the tie that held it back. Silky soft strands tickled your thighs and his tongue worked double time until your body spasmed. You came hard, gripping his head with your thighs and rubbing your pussy against his face.

“Fucking hell,” you whisper as you begin to come down. You release the vice-like grip you have on Bucky’s hair but his tongue is still making slow circles. “I forgive-”

The door slams open as Tony walks in, “Hey boss. I’ve got- oh.”

You jump off the desk and turn away, pulling your skirt down before wrapping your arms around yourself. Bucky surges out of his chair with a growl.

“Sorry, boss, didn’t realize you were in the middle of dinner,” Tony smirks as he wiggles his eyebrows. In a blink, Bucky has him by the neck and slams him against the wall.

“Don’t look at her,” Bucky growls. “The fuck are you thinking?”

“You said you wanted to know as soon as I got the info. Your boys weren’t outside standing guard so I assumed it was just you three in here. My bad,” Tony wheezes.

“I should rip your eyes and tongue out,” Bucky growls.

“That would make me much less useful, boss,” Tony replies.

“That’s the only reason I haven’t yet. Apologize.”

“Sorry, boss,” Tony mumbles.

“Not to me,” Bucky whispers.

“My sincerest apology, miss,” Tony says loudly in your direction but without looking at you, remembering Bucky’s earlier warning. Bucky looks over his shoulder at you and sees as you nod your head but then lift your hand as if wiping away a tear. He knows how shy you are around others. Like he said, you were a paradox. Shy, timid, demure even, when out in public. It was only behind closed doors that you became the self-assured domme who fascinated him.

“Is it what we thought?” Bucky asks suddenly.

“Yeah,” Tony nods.

“Share the information with Bruce and the two of you need to take care of it. If it isn’t done by tomorrow night… you can still work with one eye, right?” Bucky says threateningly.

“Consider it done.”

“I don’t,” Bucky lets him go but then punches him in the jaw. “Get out and get it done.”

“On it, boss,” Tony assures, holding his jaw.

Bucky practically throws Tony out the door, meeting the shocked stares of Sam and Steve who were just returning.

“Bring my car around,” Bucky says as he slams the door. Hurrying back over to you, he wraps his arms around you and cradles your face in his neck. “You okay, doll?”

You nod against his shoulder but are too overwhelmed to speak. Part of you is embarrassed to have been seen in such a compromising position, the other part of you is turned on by Bucky’s protective reaction. You cling to him, breathing his scent deeply to ground yourself.

“Can I take you to my place? I’ll make this all up to you,” Bucky pulls back to look at you. He watches you closely and sees the moment your dominant side takes hold again.

Your eyes light and you smirk at him, “Yes, but I’m going to need a bottle of scotch and some handcuffs when we get there.”

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the-winter-smoulder · 10 months

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For The First Time

Characters: Bucky x Virgin!reader

Word Count: 1969

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only, fluff, smut, virginity, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), Language!

A/N: This was a request from my dear friend @Gemma. I hope this is everything you ever wanted and more 😊

You and Bucky had been dating for a few months, and things were starting to, uh, progress.

Last night, you could tell he really wanted to take things further, and you did too, but you hadn’t had “the talk” with him yet.

But now, feeling the way you did about him, and those damn urges taking over, you had to tell him your secret.

You’re a virgin.

Ugh… the dreaded “V” word. You assumed, though you did not know for sure, that Bucky was not a virgin, and try as you might, it felt a little awkward for you to bring it up. Not that there is anything wrong with it, but it’s just an awkward conversation. You never had to talk about doing hand stuff or oral, but this was different. This was far more intimate for you.

Bucky had agreed to take it slow when you first started going out, but you hadn’t had a conversation about it since, so the idea made you a little nervous.

As you waited for him to come over for your date, you couldn’t help but to start to feel anxious.

Why didn’t I just tell him before. It’s not embarrassing, it’s just a fact. Why am I so nervous about this?

Lost in thought, you jumped when you heard a knock on your door.

Fuck! It’s him.

“Come in!” you said, cheerfully.

“Hey, doll!” he smiled, giving you a kiss on the forehead.

“Hi, Bucky,” you blushed, “Um, I was hoping you would be okay with us just staying in tonight? Pizza should be here any minute.”

“Yeah, that sounds great!” he said, hanging up his coat on a hook by the door and kicking off his boots.

“Okay, good,” you said, a little shakiness in your voice.

“Everything okay, doll? You sound nervous.”

Damn his super-soldier hearing!

“Um, yeah, everything is okay. I just have something I want to talk to you about. Nothing bad, just something I need to share.”

His response was interrupted by a knock at the door. He turned to answer it and pay the delivery kid. He closed the door and placed the pizza box on the counter.

“Are you keeping secrets from me?” he asked, a coy smile on his face.

“Well, yes and no. It’s not a secret, per se, just something we haven’t talked about.”

“Is it… um… about sex?” he asked quietly.

“Yeahhhh… yes. It is,” you replied, cheeks hot.

“Oh! Doll, don’t be embarrassed. You can tell me anything. Are we going too fast? Do you want to slow down?”

“No! Bucky! Just… stop for a second!” you laughed, “Just grab some pizza and let’s sit on the couch.”

You both settled on the couch, and Bucky looked at you with concern as you took a deep breath.

“Okay, Bucky. So, as you know, we’ve been getting a little more intimate lately, and I do enjoy it. I do want to take that next step with you, but…”

You stopped and took another deep breath. You closed your eyes and blurted out, “I’m a virgin!”

Bucky’s face softened as he leaned back, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding, and he just smiled.

“That’s it?” he asked sweetly.

“Yes. That’s it.”

“Okay,” he smiled.

“Okay? That’s it? Just ‘okay’?”

“Okay, doll, calm down. It’s just… that’s okay,” he said, setting his plate on the coffee table. “I’m glad you told me. I’m sure you assumed that I’ve got more experience, and I do, but it’s okay. You know I would never do anything you don’t want me to, and I definitely wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Is that what you’re so nervous about?”

You thought about it for a minute, a smile creeping across your lips.

“Yeah, probably. I’m nervous about a lot of things. Will it hurt, what if I don’t like it, what if you don’t like it, what if I start crying…”

“Y/n, doll, stop,” he smiled, placing a hand on your knee, “None of that matters, not in the grand scheme of things. Look, we’ve done other stuff, but if it hurts, I’ll stop. If you don’t like it, I’ll stop, and we’ll never do it again. Don’t even worry about me not liking it… it’s you. I’m going to like it no matter what. And, if you cry… well, then you cry, and I will make sure you’re okay before we do anything else.

Y/n… we never have to do anything that you don’t want to do, I promise you. Absolutely no pressure, okay?”

You smiled at him and shook your head “yes.”

“Good. Let’s eat this while it’s still hot and watch a movie, okay?”

“Okay. Do you want to watch the next Lord of the Rings movie?”

“Yes! That sounds awesome!”

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You finished eating and curled up with Bucky while watching the extended version of Return of the King. You had your arm across his chest, your head on his shoulder, and he stroked your hair, kissing your forehead every so often.

When the movie finished, you looked up at him and saw the biggest smile on his face.

“Did you like it, Bucky?”

“It was amazing! I loved it” he said with a little yawn.

“So, do you want to stay over?”

“If you want me to, absolutely,” he said, smiling and wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“Race you to the bedroom!” you squealed, jumping up and running down the short hallway.

“You’re gonna get it!” he laughed, running after you. He tackled you gently onto the bed and things began the way they normally did.

Bucky began kissing your lips and neck. He slid his hands under your sweater, rubbing your back like he always did, as if to calm and soothe you. He moved to take your sweater off and began to kiss your neck again, moving toward your chest. You felt his hands slide your bra straps off your shoulders, his metal hand unclasping it from the back, his other hand pulling the fabric away from your body.

He licked his lips, and quickly his mouth was on your breast, tongue moving languidly around your nipple. You let out a moan, your fingers running through his hair. You felt him smile against your skin as he kissed your stomach, his hands on your hips. You felt his hands move around to your ass, fingertips pulling at the waistband, your leggings and panties rolling over your ass, your hips, your thighs.

Bucky tossed them aside and removed his own shirt, tossing it the way of your pants. You felt his fingers running up the sides of your calves, his palms rubbing over your knees as he gently pulled your legs apart.

He drew in a slow, deep breath, “Mmm… you always smell so sweet,” he said quietly. His face inched closer to your sex, kissing your inner thighs along the way.

You felt his warm, wet tongue slowly lick your dripping wet folds, and you let out a deep sigh. You arched your back as he placed your legs over his shoulders, his tongue delving deeper, swirling around your clit. He introduced his thick finger to the mix, sliding it slowly until it was all the way inside of you.

He looked up at you, making sure you were comfortable. When you let out a moan, you could feel him smiling against your sensitive skin, his tongue working its magic over your clit as his finger moved in and out of you.

“Another one?” he asked.

“Yes,” you whined, “More.”

You felt a slight stretch as he inserted the second finger. It felt so good that you let out a little giggle.

“Mmm, yeah, you like that, don’tcha, doll?”

“Yes, Bucky…. Feels so good. I… want more.”

“You sure? Tell me what you want, doll,” he said in a low, husky tone, fingers moving quickly in and out of you.

“Ahh, Bucky! Fuck! Feels so good,” you moaned, feeling yourself tighten around his fingers, grabbing at his metal arm. You came hard and fast, panting and moaning. Your eyes rolling back.

“Good girl. Tell me what you want, Y/n.”

“Take off your pants, Bucky,” you breathe, “I want you inside of me.”

“You’re sure?” he asked.

“Yes, Bucky. Please.”

He kissed your lips and you felt him move off of the bed. You sat up slightly, leaning back on your forearms. He met your gaze as he began to unbuckle his belt. You felt your cheeks get hot, his dominant lust-filled eyes staring you down as he unzipped his jeans.

You averted your gaze, watching him as he pushed his pants and underwear down over his hips, his muscled thighs tightening to let them drop to the floor with a soft thud.

He stepped out of his pants as he leaned forward, peppering your body with kisses as he crawled up from the foot of the bed to lay gently on top of you.

“You’re sure?” he asked again.

“I’m sure, Bucky. I want you.”

His leg moved to part your thighs. You lift your legs, wrapping them around his waist.

“Let me know if you need to stop,” he said, reaching down, grabbing his hard length and lining it up with your warm, dripping entrance.

You felt yourself stretch as he entered you, feeling a slight pinching sensation. You winced, sucking in a breath as he slid further into you. With a worried look on his face, he started to open his mouth to speak, but you cut him off.

“I’m okay, Bucky.”

He kissed your lips and moved his hips so he was fully seated inside of you. You were keenly aware of how he filled you up. The sensation was odd, but not completely uncomfortable. There was a little pain, but it was tolerable. You felt him slide back and forth slowly, gently. You could tell he was holding back for your benefit. He wanted this experience to be good for you, slow and sweet.

He looked into your eyes as he continued his movements. You moaned, closing your eyes, feeling the pleasure beginning to build. You clenched your thighs at his waist, trying desperately to hold onto him as he began to move faster.

You could feel his hot, panting breath on your neck. He nibbled your ear as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Something came over you that you couldn’t describe, and you gently bit his shoulder, sucking and licking the skin as he moaned, moving faster.

Both of you were panting and moaning as you felt pressure build in your abdomen. Bucky shuddered as his hips stuttered, stopping with his cock buried deep inside of you. You moaned loudly with pleasure as your walls tightened around his thick member.

Clearly, you’d had orgasms from his tongue and fingers before, but not like this. Something about him being on top of you and inside of you made this orgasm so much better.

You felt your thighs begin to shake as you loosened their grip on his waist. You felt his entire weight on top of you, sweat glistening on his forehead, neck and back.

“Are you okay?” he asked, kissing your neck.

“Yes, Bucky. I’m fine,” you smiled, looking into his eyes, “That was amazing. Was it okay for you?”

“Doll… it was perfect. I loved it. I love you.”

“Bucky… I… I love you too.”

Bucky rolled onto his back and pulled you on top of him so your head was on his chest. He gently massaged the back of your head and neck with his metal finger tips, moving his other hand up and down your spine.

Slowly, you both drifted off to sleep, the promise of a new day ahead of you, together and in love.

#bucky #bucky barns x reader #bucky barns x y/n #bucky barnes smut #bucky fanfic #bucky x Female Reader

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the-winter-smoulder · 1 year

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Update: How To Keep Seeing My Smuts & Other Writers'

As per Tumblr's New "Community Label" Update

Hello! I've seen other writers make a post about the new update, so I wanted to make one of mine to notify my readers.

As you may know, Tumblr is pushing a Community Label update in which users are allowed to filter the content they want to see. While this is highly beneficial for those who want to avoid seeing content they aren't fond of, this can make you stop seeing the smuts a lot of writers in this community create.

If you want to keep enjoying our smuts:

For Website:

Go to Dashboard Settings, and click the Show circle in the Community Labels section on Mature content. Do the same for Sexual themes. You can choose whether to tick the options of the other choices or not.

Image taken from @writerpeach <3

For Mobile:

Go to Account Settings, then choose Content you see.

Go to the Community Labels section and click the arrow beside Hide on Mature. Then, click Show for both Mature and Sexual themes. Again, it is your choice if you want to tick the Show button for the other choices.

Thank you for reading, and reblog to spread the word!

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the-winter-smoulder · 1 year

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Hi Everyone!

I took a much longer hiatus than I originally intended. I won't bore you with all of the details, but some of it was due to a really severe case of writer's block! I took up crochet to keep my mind and hands busy hoping it would help my creativity flow again.

The good news is that it did help, and I found my writers voice again and have started writing some new stuff!

I plan to start posting again after the new year.

I have a few new one shots and some new chapters coming your way!

Thanks for your patience and support during this time off... I came back to almost 100 notifications today and I am working my way through all of them!

💜🖤💚

Sarah

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the-winter-smoulder · 2 years

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A lot of you lovely people have been receiving anonymous hate lately.

I want to reiterate that hateful nonnies are the lowest form of scum on this site and their opinions mean nothing. Everything that they spew is a lie. They are jealous and too unintelligent to imitate you so they try to drag you down to their level to make themselves feel less pathetic.

Please do not let them win.

As someone who is sensitive to negative energy being thrown my way, I understand how difficult that may be so I'm here to remind you that none of the awful things they say about you and your work are true. I have yet to read one piece of anonymous hate about anyone on this site that was remotely valid or grounded in reality.

Please accept this message as a bear hug from me and a reminder that you're a beautiful, brilliant, spectacular human being and your presence here (on Tumblr and on the planet) is a gift to the rest of us 💜

P.S. - Letting their hate fuel us really pisses them off, so that's a fun bonus.

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the-winter-smoulder · 2 years

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Yep... My tag is right... I am unwell... But that's okay ☺️

type “i am” in the tags and whatever comes up first is your new mandatory kin

#i am unwell #i am obsessed with women being in charge in fics #That is absolutely 100% true

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the-winter-smoulder · 2 years

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Indecent Proposal - Chapter 4

Pairing: AU!Bucky x Fem!Reader, AU!Sam x Reader

Chapter Word Count: 1032

Warnings: 18+ Only, NSFW, Language! Smut, Fluff, Angsty Goodness, Cheating

Author’s Notes: This idea came from me watching “Indecent Proposal” with Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Robert Redford (because I love that movie… don’t judge!), and I thought to myself, “Self, wouldn’t it be awesome to do this with Bucky and Sam as the men in the story?!” So, I listened to that smart bitch and started writing!

Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!

Summary: You and your husband, Bucky, have a nice little bar together, and you sell real estate on the side. You’re happy, and business is booming… Until the pandemic hits. What can you do to keep yourselves from losing everything? Sam Wilson to the rescue… but what will it cost?

Read Chapter 3 here

Bucky had a good night at work. It had been a month since they started stocking Tony’s beer, and people loved it. It was their best seller most nights. They hired another server, Natasha, a feisty red head who didn’t take shit from anyone. Clint was back to work from his cochlear implant surgery, shocked at how much he could really hear, and how much his hearing aid hadn’t always picked everything up.

You were finally able to focus more on your own career, only helping out in dire situations, which had only been once in the last month. You made your way downstairs, with a hankering for one of Clint’s delicious bacon cheeseburgers.

“Hey Clint!” you said.

“Y/n! Hungry? I got a burger and fries with your name on it! On me! Thank you again for giving me that extra time off to recover. I really appreciate it!”

“Clint, no problem at all! I see you’re doing okay? How are you adjusting?”

“Well, some new sounds to get used to that I couldn’t really hear before, but overall, I'm doing pretty damn good! So good, in fact, that I could hear you and Bucky going at it in the office earlier. You two are real horn balls.”

“Well, from what I hear, you and Natasha have been making out pretty hard when you think no one’s looking, so...”

“Fair enough. I’ll have your food ready in a few minutes. Go take a seat at the bar and I’ll bring it out myself when it’s done.”

“Thank you, Clint! I’m so glad you’re back.”

You walked into the bar area to see Tony and Pepper sitting at the opposite end, Bucky behind the bar laughing at something Tony said.

“There she is!” Pepper smiled, hopping off her chair to come and give you a hug.

“Hey, Pep! How are you?”

“Doing great! I just found out I'm pregnant!”

“Oh! Congratulations! That’s so exciting!” you said, jumping up and down, hugging her.

“Thank you! I know I have a long way to go, but I just can’t wait for this little one to be here.”

“Slow down, Pep. We have a nursery to build, childproofing to do.”

“I know, I know. Don't get your undies in a bunch. There's plenty of time.”

“We’re all set for our St. Patty’s Day celebration! Tony’s got a great Irish Stout for us,” Bucky said, leaning over the bar to give you a kiss.

“Nothing green, I hope,” you said with a smile.

“No, definitely not,” Tony said.

“Good! That makes me a happy camper. Did you remember to order the corned beef and everything, Bucky?”

“Yes, ma’am, I certainly did. I ordered a little more than last year. I want to make sure we don’t run out again. Plus, with this new beer of Tony’s, I think we’ll have a super packed house.”

“Yay! I’m so excited for this year. It’s going to be so fun!”

Clint walked through the kitchen door, bringing out your basket of food.

“Clint, this is Tony,” Bucky stated, “Clint makes the best damn food for miles! He actually makes our fries from scratch – nothing frozen when this guy’s around.”

“And don’t think I didn’t see that last bag of Sysco fries in the freezer, boss,” Clint laughed, wiping his hand in his apron, extending it to shake Tony’s hand.

“Nice to meet you, Clint,” Tony smiled. “I hear you can hear now.”

“Ha! Yes! I had hearing aids before, but I was starting to have some issues. I got cochlear implants, and I have to say, I’ve never heard better,” Clint said with a wry smile, looking at you.

You could feel your cheeks get hot, so you hid behind a huge bite of your burger.

“Oh! Clint! This is what I've been missing! Sooo good!”

“Thanks, boss! Can I get you guys anything?” he asked Tony and Pepper.

“I could go for a burger myself, that smells amazing!” Pepper said, looking at Tony.

“Eh, what the hell – make it two!”

“On us,” Bucky said, “I insist.”

“Well, if you insist,” Tony laughed, “who am I to say no?!”

After a nice afternoon chatting with Tony the Beer Baron and his wife, you went back up to your apartment to relax and take a bath.

As you soaked in your clawfoot tub, you heard the door creak open.

“What is it, my love?” you cooed, keeping your eyes closed.

“I brought you some wine, sweetheart,” Bucky said.

“Wine?”

You opened your eyes to see your husband holding a glass out to you, sipping on his own.

“What’s the occasion?” you asked, taking the glass from him with a smile.

“I’ve been crunching the numbers, and based on our projections, I think we can start looking at a second location this week. Wanna be my realtor?”

“Bucky! That’s great! I’m so excited. I’ve actually been looking at locations. I’ve got a few I can show you-”

“Doll, slow down. You look like you’re about to jump up out of the tub! You can show me later. Relax, that’s why you’re in there, isn’t it?”

“You’re right. I need to relax. But I’m so excited!”

He put the lid down and sat on the toilet next to you. Stretching out his legs, he gave you a big toothy grin, “I’m glad you’re excited. I am too. But the real question is, how are we going to have Clint cook at two locations simultaneously?”

“Ha! That’s a great question. Maybe he can train Peter. I think he’d follow the recipes exactly because he wouldn’t want to disappoint anyone, and he’s been asking if he can learn more in the kitchen. I think it’s a great opportunity for him.”

“That’s not a bad idea, Y/n. We can have Natasha manage the new location too.”

“Ohh... Clint might not like that,” you winced.

“I think he’d like his girlfriend getting a promotion.”

“She is the best choice. I can just see it all coming together.”

“Me too, doll. Me too. Now, you finish relaxing, and we’ll take a look at some places once you’re nice and pruney!”

“Deal!” you laughed, clinking your wine glasses together.

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Oh my gosh! I LOVE "what the hell" is ch 8 coming soon? No hurry just can't wait to see what's next.

Aww!! Thank you, sweetie!!

Yes! That one has 23 chapters! Thank you for asking!! I will put the link in at the end of chapter 7!!

I didn't realize I forgot to do that, so I'm REALLY glad you asked!

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WOW... I've been out of commission for a bit, and I came back to find new followers and all kinds of reblogs, and I just need to say Thank you!

Thank you so much for your support! It makes me feel so good and I'm overwhelmed with love and gratitude.

I've got some serious posting to do! 😘😘😘

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Indecent Proposal - Chapter 3

Pairing: AU!Bucky x Fem!Reader, AU!Sam x Reader

Chapter Word Count: 975

Warnings: 18+ Only, NSFW, Language! Smut, Fluff

Thank you to @firefly-graphics for letting me use her awesome dividers!

Read Chapter 2 here

Later that night, after the bar was closed and all the employees had gone home, Bucky made his way upstairs to the apartment, walking quietly through the living room, past the kitchen to the bathroom to take a shower. As much as he loved that bar, he hated the way he smelled by the end of the night.

He let the hot water trickle down his back, easing the tense muscles of his shoulders and back. He thought about what a partnership with Tony Stark could mean for them – extra free advertising among Tony’s friends, extra money coming in as a result of the extra customers that want to drink his beer.

The extra income would allow him to hire at least one more full-time staff member, which would give his beautiful wife plenty of time to realize her dream – finally. He knew you spent way too much time at the bar trying to save them money. Part of him thought that you'd still do that even if they had a full staff and you didn’t ever need to help out again.

He loved you so much, and he knew you loved him more than anything. He also knew that you put a lot of your own dreams on hold to help him realize his. He couldn’t wait for the day he didn’t need to see you filling in behind the bar, or in the kitchen, ever again. It meant that you were both doing exactly what you wanted in your lives, and you helped each other to get there.

He dried off, looking at his tired face in the mirror. He dried his long chestnut hair, and oiled up his beard – he wanted to make sure it was nice and soft just for you.

He walked down the hall, naked, and gently crawled into bed with you, his beautiful, smart, sexy wife.

“I love you, Y/n,” he whispered as he spooned up behind you.

“I love you too, Bucky,” you moaned softly, sleep thick in your voice

He kissed your neck, and nuzzled in for the night.

“Bucky! Babe! You up?” You said, walking into the apartment.

He groggily walked down the hall, boxer briefs on, hair a complete mess.

“Hey, Doll,” he croaked.

“Brought you Starbucks, Bucky,” you said, handing him a tall iced coffee.

“Mmm... you are the best, Y/n,” he said, taking the coffee and wrapping his arms around you.

“I showed a house today to that young pregnant couple. They fell in absolute love with the place, and I am meeting them tomorrow to sign the paperwork!!”

“Sweetheart! That’s amazing! I’m so proud of you!” he smiled, lifting you up off the ground, twirling you around.

“Bucky!” you giggled, leaning down to kiss his soft lips.

“Sounds like my baby needs a reward,” he said, kissing you back.

“What do you have in mind, my love?”

That damn sexy smirk was plastered on his face again, and you knew you were in trouble when he put you down on the kitchen island and you could feel his arousal on your thigh.

“Don’t you need to get to work, Bucky?”

“I’m sorry, I do believe my beautiful and successful wife needs my attention. Do you really want me to leave here, now, looking like this?” he said, looking down at his crotch.

“Yeah, you really can’t go down there looking like that. What can I do to help, baby?” you cooed in his ear, reaching down, pushing his underwear down, stroking his cock.

“I’m supposed to be rewarding you, Doll,” he breathed.

“You are rewarding me. You’re letting me do whatever I want to you, right baby?”

Bucky groaned, tilting his head back, breathing hard as you slipped off the counter top, falling to your knees in front of him. You licked up the underside of his cock, flicking the tip, making him shudder. You smiled before you opened your mouth to take him into it. You heard a hiss escape between his teeth as his fingers found their way to the back of your head, gently pulling your hair. He wasn’t trying to push you, he knew better, just encouraging you that you were making him feel good.

“Fuck, sweetheart. That mouth of yours – it's gonna get you into trouble one day.”

You released him with a pop, smiling up at him, stroking him as he picked you up off of the floor and placed you back onto the counter.

“I wasn’t done yet, baby,” you whined.

“You don’t want me to fuck you on this counter?”

“Mmm... no, I do. I just wanted to have a little more fun first.”

“We can have more fun later. I want to feel myself inside you.”

He punctuated that last sentence with a hard thrust into you, making you moan loudly and wrap your legs around his waist.

“I love it when you don’t wear panties, Doll,” he breathed into your ear. He kissed your neck, down your clavicle, and between your breasts. His tongue made its way to your nipple, teasing and flicking it as he filled you up, thrusting hungrily into you.

“Bucky! Fuck! Baby... fuck, I love you so much!” You screamed, cumming hard as he continued to rail you on the counter.

“Fuck!” he growled, his hands on your hips, thrusting through your orgasm, chasing his own.

When he came, he grabbed your face and kissed you hard, his tongue massaging yours with fervor. You pulled him over on top of you as you laid back on the kitchen island, panting and moaning. His arms wrapped around you as his head rested on your chest, right over your heart.

“I love you so much, Y/n,” he said, moving to look up at you.

“Mmm... I love you too, Bucky,” you said, running your fingers through his hair.

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Some shit about me:

I've been having one hell of a year so far! I've been sick for about a month, so everything I've handwritten (which is my process... Hand write, type it up & make adjustments, then post) is just in notebooks and hasn't been typed up yet.

I have 3 stories in the works, and 2 one shots.

I've been depressed through all of this bullshit with my kidneys and UTIs, and other infections and not knowing what the fuck is going on. You know how that goes... You stop doing the things you love because nothing is enjoyable when you're in that state.

And you know making appointments and getting proper health care is slow AF, which only adds to the irritation and depression.

Finally, through all of my bullshit, my boyfriend, who is only here 4-5 months out of the year (he works in a different state the rest of the year), was called back to work for the last month for some kind of emergency. So I've also been dealing with my bullshit without his support... I'm desperately craving just a fucking hug from this man.

Have I hit rock bottom? No.

Am I close? Sure fucking feels like it.

But when I logged in today to see all the likes and reblogs and support from everyone, it's given me such an amazing boost. It really means a lot to your favorite writers when you interact with us and share our work.

I'm crying happy tears instead of tears of frustration, and it's a welcome change

I am usually very private about my relationship, my health, and a lot of myself, but it feels so good to open up a little bit.

I really do thank you from the bottom of my heart, my boobs, and my ass (because my tits and ass are much bigger than my heart) for the support I logged in to see today. You have no idea how this will get me through and inspire me to get back on the computer and start getting those stories drafted for you!

Love, hugs, kisses and back rubs,

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Pizza Boxes and Rug Burn

Pairing: Hawkeye x reader

Word Count: 1,089

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only, Smut, Language! Oral-m rec, f rec

Author’s Notes: I’m challenging myself to write some fics using the list of 410 Smut Prompts that I came across from @devildomqueen. This is a special treat for my Hawkeye fans with the Hawkeye series dropping today!! Yay!!

Prompt: You need a place to stay for the night?

You wandered down the street, not realizing where your feet were taking you until you were standing in front of a building and you saw the name on the buzzer in front of you.

Barton.

“This better be good,” the sleepy voice said over the intercom.

“Ryan broke up with me.”

The door buzzed and you walked in, up the stairs and down the dimly lit hallway. His door was open, waiting for you to enter.

You flopped onto the couch, and a familiar paw landed on your knee.

“That fucker. You need a place to stay for the night?”

“Hey, Lucky,” you said, reaching out to scratch his favorite spot. “And yes, I do. Four years. Four years, Clint. Down the drain.”

“I hate to say I told you so, but I did tell you I thought he was a piece of shit. What happened?” he asked, setting a mug of coffee on the table next to you.

“Well, you were right. He was cheating on me. Now he’s in love with her and wants me out of the apartment. I never should have moved in with him. Not without getting my name on the lease, anyway.”

“You know you can stay here as long as you want. You might want to clean up a little though,” Clint said, looking at the stacks of pizza boxes around the loft.

“Umm, no. You might want to clean up a little. I didn’t make this mess,” you laughed, grabbing the warm mug.

“Earn your keep, Y/n,” he said, clamping a hand down on your shoulder.

“Fuck off, Clint,” you laughed.

That’s when the dam broke, and your eyes flooded with tears.

“Shit. Come ‘ere, Y/n,” he said, pulling you into a tight bear hug.

“Ugh! I just... what’s wrong with me? Why was I not good enough for him?”

“Fuck that! Ryan’s a moron! You are amazing. You’re beautiful. Any man with half a brain would realize he’s lucky to have you. If you were my girlfr...” he trailed off. You felt his cheeks get hot as he moved to pull away.

“What? What if I were your girlfriend?” you asked, grabbing his shoulder to face him toward you.

“Look, I don’t want to do or say anything out of line, but you have to know how I feel about you. I’ve felt it for a long time, but you were with Ryan, so I didn’t say anything. Now I'm kicking myself, Y/n.”

“Tell me. I need to hear something good, Clint. Tell me how you feel about me.”

“Look, Y/n. I know I'm a mess of a man. I'm messy, I drink too much coffee, I’m constantly getting myself into some kind of trouble, and always getting hurt. But I love you, and I know the timing sucks, but I think we could be really great together.

I’ve known you for a few years, and I have always wanted to be with you, but you were always with someone else, so I never thought you were interested in me. So there – it's all out on the table. That’s how I feel.”

“Clint... I... I had no idea. I wish I would have though. I wouldn’t have gone out with Ryan in the first place. Not that that is going to make you feel any better. I just... oh, fuck it!”

You grabbed Clint’s face and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. As his arms enveloped you, you moved to straddle him, your hands moving down his shoulders and biceps, brushing over his abs. You pulled at the hem of his t-shirt, making one of the holes slightly bigger as you pushed it over his head and threw it on the floor.

He made quick work of your own shirt and bra, grabbed your breasts with his hands and began his exploration of your nipples with his tongue.

You tossed your head back, moaning softly, running your fingers through his soft blonde hair.

You could feel his erection growing harder and harder between your legs, straining against his black jeans, rubbing against your clothed sex as you moved your hips.

“Fuck,” he said softly, gripping your ass as he moved to stand.

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he walked with purpose up the stairs to the bedroom, his lips and tongue all over your chest and neck, teeth grazing your nipples.

He slowly leaned forward, your bare back on the bed. He moved quickly, removing your pants and underwear in one swift motion. He stopped and leaned back slightly, taking you in.

“Holy fuck,” he whispered as he knelt before you. As his knees hit the floor, his tongue dove into your pussy.

“Oh! Fuck! Clint!” you screamed, your eyes rolling back in ecstasy. Your hands found their way to his hair as his found their way to your hips.

He tongue-fucked you into oblivion, and after two orgasms, you sat up and pushed him backwards onto the floor. After deftly removing his pants and boxers, your mouth was on his glistening cock.

“Shit! Y/n... oh fuck!” he grunted.

You released him from your mouth with a pop, and moved to straddle him. His thumb found your clit as you sank down onto his hard length, causing a loud moan to escape from deep in your chest.

You put one hand on his chest and the other on his abs to steady yourself as you bounced up and down, his thumb still circling your clit as his other hand grabbed your hip.

“Fuck, Clint... you feel so good!” you pant, feeling the rug burn on your knees.

He grabbed your hips with both hands to still you for a moment, then began to fuck up into you at a bruising pace.

The noises you both made we as obscene as the slapping of skin to skin.

You threw your head back as you came hard. Clint followed right behind you.

You both collapsed onto the floor, panting – your sweat-slicked bodies curling into one another.

“Holy shit, Y/n,” he gasped, a slight chuckle following.

“Yeah, who knew we’d be so great at that?” you smiled, looking into his eyes.

“Wanna order a pizza and do it again?” he asked, looking around the room for his pants. He laughed as he saw Lucky coming up the stairs with your bra on his head.

“Fuck yeah! But can we do it on the bed this time?”

“Floor wasn’t really my idea, but I suppose we could try that, sure.”

#18+Only #NSFW #Hawkeye fic #Clint Barton x y/n #Clint Barton fic #Hawkeye x y/n #Clint Barton x reader #Hawkeye x reader #smut #clint barton smut #hawkeye smut #smut prompts

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In honor of Hawkeye coming out today, I will have a smutty surprise for you all later

#hawkeye x reader #tease

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Surprise

Pairing: Bucky x inclusive!reader

Word Count: 743

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only, Smut, Language! Oral-m rec

Author’s Notes: I’m challenging myself to write some fics using the list of 410 Smut Prompts that I came across from @devildomqueen. For my 300 followers, I’ve added a second challenge to make this particular fic gender neutral/inclusive. I’ve added a third twist to try to write this from Bucky’s POV. I really hope you enjoy it!!

Prompt: Do you like that?

“Hey, sweetheart! I’m home!” Bucky said, hanging his coat on the hook by the door, kicking off his heavy boots.

“Hey, baby.”

Bucky stopped dead in his tracks and took in the sight of a very naked you, leaning against the doorframe of the bedroom. The curve of your hips, your rounded shoulders, your jawline... you were always such a sight to behold.

“Damn,” he whispered.

“Wanna have some fun?” you ask, raising your eyebrow at him.

“Do I ever,” he replied, his hand brushing over you hip. “What do you have in mind?”

“Follow me,” you said in a low, sexy tone, grabbing his belt buckle as you pulled him toward the bed.

“Holy shit,” he whispered softly.

You pushed him onto his back on your bed, his knees hanging over the edge of the mattress.

He could feel your hands sliding up his thighs, over his hips, across his stomach, and up his chest until you reached the open collar of his button-down shirt.

“Mmm, that feels good,” he said, closing his eyes.

Without warning, he felt his shirt rip open, buttons hitting the floor.

“Fuck, sweetheart! Someone’s hungry,” he said, reaching out to touch your face.

“You have no idea,” you said, licking his clavicle.

He could feel your warm tongue moving down his neck, chest and abs. The warmth of your tongue made him grow harder until he was straining against his jeans.

He felt your hands pull at his belt, the palm of your hand rubbing his hard length through the fabric.

“Fuuuuck, baby,” he moaned, “Feels... ung... so good.”

“Just wait, baby. I'm going to make you feel even better.

He whined a little as he felt your fingers slide into the waistband of his underwear. He breathed in slowly as he felt you slide his pants and boxers down his hips, your fingernails scratching his ass.

As soon as his hard cock springs free, he feels your warm hand gently grab the base.

“Ohhh!” he moans as your warm, wet tongue began to slide across his balls, you hand stroking the length of his cock gently, and so very slowly. He felt your fingers brush over the tip, and he sucked in a sharp breath. The feel of your hand and tongue all over him had him moaning your name before you even took his hard cock into your mouth.

“Y/n...” he breathed, his eyes rolling back slightly.

He felt you tease the tip of his cock with the tip of your tongue, and the sensation was driving him wild. He wanted to reach out and grab the back of your head, force himself into your mouth, but he resisted the urge, knowing full well you were taking his time for his benefit.

He moaned once more, and felt your hot breath as your mouth enveloped the top half of his length, your hand wrapped around the bottom.

“Fuck!” he moaned sharply, his head digging into the mattress.

He loved this part, feeling your mouth and tongue around his cock. He could feel you opening your throat to take him deeper, your wet mouth sliding up and down his cock in tandem with your hand.

When he couldn’t resist any longer, his hand found its way to rest at the back of your head. He didn’t want to push, just lay his hand on you.

He felt his length sliding in and out of your mouth, deeper and deeper into your throat. He could feel you gently sucking him in, and it was driving him wild.

His breath began to grow ragged, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He could feel the tightness growing in his balls as he began to moan louder and louder.

He felt your lips curl into a smile and his coil snapped, his warm cum shooting up his length and into your throat. He felt you swallow every last drop before releasing him with a quick slide, and he felt the sudden cold air hit his skin.

“Fuckin’A, baby,” he said, arms on the bed above his head.

“Do you like that? Do you like when I take control, Bucky?” you asked, curling up next to him on the bed.

“You know I do, sweetheart,” he replied, kissing your forehead.

“But now... it’s my turn...”

His wicked smile aroused you even more as he slid off the bed and onto his knees.

“...And I'm gonna make you scream.”

#gender neutral reader #inclusive reader #male pov #bucky pov #18+only #nsfw #bucky barnes fic #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #smut #bucky barnes smut #bucky smut #smut prompts

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300 followers?!?!

I can't believe there are 300 amazing people who want to read my fanfic ☺️

Thank you for your kind words, your support, and your love... It keeps me going when I need a little extra push!

I feel so lucky for someone who just started doing this on a whim last year. I didn't think anyone would read my writing, and yet, here you all are.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you!!

I have something wonderful in my head as a thank you... Stay tuned!

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What The Hell...

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Chapter Word Count: 1,502

Warnings: Language! Mentions of Death, Panic Attack, Eventual Smut, Fluff, Angsty Goodness

Seriously... What the HELL?!

Since the defeat of Thanos, nothing has really been the same, especially not for Sam and Bucky.

Read Chapter 23 here

Epilogue: Why The Hell Not?!

Bucky and Y/n spent a year planning this day, and it had finally arrived.

Bucky was a nervous wreck, pacing back and forth in the “Groom Room” that Sam and Clint stocked with snacks and drinks.

“C’mon, man! You’ve gotta eat something so you don’t pass out when you exchange vows,” Clint said. “Trust me – eat something.”

“I can’t. Too nervous.”

“What are you nervous about? You’re a super soldier!” Sam teased.

“Saying the wrong thing, fucking up my vows, saying ‘fuck’ during the vows on accident.”

“Okay, that I get,” Sam laughed, “But so what if you do? It’s about you and Y/n... she’ll laugh it off and drop an F-bomb just to make you feel better.”

Bucky stopped pacing and smiled.

“You’re right about that. She definitely would do that.”

“Here - sandwich. Now,” Clint ordered.

“Alright, alright. Where’s our ring bearer?”

“Laura’s got him. Nathaniel’s getting a quick nap. He should be awake soon and rearing to go.”

“Good, good,” Bucky said with a mouth full of ham, cheese and bread.

“What do you think the girls are up to right now?” Sam asked.

“Makeup, hair, drinking champagne,” Clint said.

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“Y/n - you look beautiful!” Wanda said, helping to zip up the final few inches of the sparkling white dress.

“Like a princess!” Beth yelled.

“Aww! Thanks, Angel!” Y/n said, smiling at the six-year-old in her little tulle dress and tight ringlets, “So do you! Do you have your basket?”

“Yep!” she said, leaning down to pick up the white basket filled with flower petals.

“Perfect!”

“Knock, knock!”

“Mommy!” Beth smiled.

“Hi, sweetheart. How’s she been?”

“A perfect little angel,” Wanda said with a smile.

“Oh!” Nikki exclaimed, “Y/n - you look beautiful!”

“Thank you! I am so nervous!”

“About what?” Wanda asked, pouring some champagne.

“Saying the wrong thing, messing up my vows, say the ‘f’ word during my vows.”

“What’s the ‘f word’?” Beth chimed in.

“Fun!” Wanda said, giving her a sugar cookie.

“That would be weird,” Beth said, skipping over to sit and eat her cooking at the table in the corner.

“Let’s calm those nerves with a little bit of bubbly!” Wanda said, holding a glass out towards Y/n.

“Oh! I... I don’t think I should. I haven’t eaten much of anything today. I don’t want to pass out or trip walking down the aisle.

Y/n felt a tug on her skirt.

“Here, Y/n. You should have this,” Beth said, holding up a cookie.

“Oh, thank you, Angel!” Y/n said, crouching down to her level, taking the cookie and giving her a big hug.

“Finish that quickly, Y/n! It’s almost time!” Pepper said, squealing a little, “Clint is ready to walk you down the aisle, Nathaniel is up and ready to go, Sam is ready to walk with Wanda, and Bucky is making his way up to the front of the crowd under the arch.”

“Alright. Here goes nothing,” Y/n said, popping the last bit of cookie into her mouth, and taking a sip of water.

“Great! I will make sure Bruce in place. You look beautiful, Y/n. Bucky’s going to cry when he sees you,” Pepper said.

“Pepper - thank you. I couldn’t have done this without you,” Y/n smiled.

“My pleasure. I spent years planning big fancy parties. I was made for this!”

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Bruce and Bucky were standing up front, Bucky nervously adjusting his tie.

“You look fine, Bucky. Quit fiddling with that,” Bruce chuckled.

“Hey, thanks again for officiating, Bruce. I can’t think of anyone else I’d want to marry us.”

“It’s my pleasure. I was rooting for you two from day one,” he winked.

Bucky heard the music start and he snapped to attention, looking up to see Wanda and Sam rounding the corner, getting ready to make their way up the aisle. He smiled when he saw Nikki getting the kids ready to go, pinching Beth’s cheek to make her smile.

As Nathaniel and Beth got close to the front, Bucky heard Pepper’s voice say “Please stand,” and he took in a sharp breath. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He closed his eyes and slowly let out his breath.

“Oh!” he exclaimed quietly when he opened his eyes to see his beautiful bride being escorted down the aisle by Clint. He could feel the tears well up in his eyes.

“Bucky? You okay?” Beth whispered loudly.

“Yeah, sweetheart. I’m okay,” he laughed.

He couldn’t take his eyes off of Y/n. The white lace, flowers in her hair, very Bohemian-looking beautiful woman he was finally going to marry. Overwhelmed with happiness, a few tears slid down his cheeks.

He watched as she kissed Clint’s cheek and thanked him. Clint placed her hand in Bucky’s and smiled, moving to sit next to Laura in the front row, pulling Nathaniel up on his lap.

“Hey,” Y/n said with a smile.

“Hey, gorgeous,” he said back, squeezing her hands.

Bruce began speaking, but Bucky didn’t hear a word of it, he was so focused on the woman standing before him.

“Pay attention, honey,” Y/n whispered, giving his hands a little squeeze.

He smiled and blinked his eyes, tuning in on Bruce.

“...the love they share every day. Bucky and Y/n have prepared vows. Nathaniel, if you would bring up the rings.”

Nathaniel jumped off of Clint’s lap.

“Just like we practiced, okay, champ?” Clint said.

Nathaniel nodded his head and took the pillow with the two rings tied to it up to the happy couple.

“Bucky,” Bruce said.

Bucky took the ring from Nathaniel and placed it on Y/n’s finger.

“Y/n, I never thought that I would ever be standing in front of anyone getting married, until I met you. I thought I was too messed up, unlovable, and too much of a pain in the ass to ever find someone who would love me the way you do. I didn’t think I was capable of loving anyone the way I love you. You are my rock, my love, and my life. You’ve given my life meaning and purpose, and I will spend every minute of every day of the rest of my life showing you how much you mean to me. I love you more than words can say.”

Y/n squeezed his hands before wiping the tears from her eyes, and leaning down to take the ring from the Nathaniel, whispering a soft “Thank you,” to him, so he knew he could go sit down.

“Bucky. When I came here, my soul was broken. I had lost so much, and I thought I was beyond repair, but you proved me wrong. You have been my light in the darkness, my northern star, my soulmate. You have given me the love I have always wanted, and never thought I would have. I will spend the rest of my days trying my best to love you the way that you love me because you deserve that and so much more. I love you,” she said, her voice breaking at the end as she slipped the ring onto his finger.

“Bucky, do you take Y/n to be your partner, your lover, and your wife?”

“I do.”

“And, Y/n, do you take Bucky to be your partner, your lover, and your husband?”

“I do.”

“By the power vested in me by the State of New York, I pronounce you husband and wife.”

Y/n moved forward, grabbing Bucky’s face, and pulling him in for a long, sweet kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, and picked her up, twirling her around before breaking the kiss and setting her down.

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The reception went off without a hitch, and the party was in full swing. Bucky and Y/n ate the most delicious meal, followed by an amazing cannoli cake complements of Giovanni himself.

Sam brought over two glasses of champagne to the newlyweds, proposing a toast to a long life of love and laughter. Bucky noticed that Y/n barely took a sip.

“You okay, Doll?”

“Yeah, Bucky, I'm fine.”

“You’re not drinking?”

“No, not tonight.”

“Why not?” Sam asked.

“I, well, um...”

“C’mon, Y/n! Why the hell not?” Sam pushed.

“I’m pregnant!” she blurted out.

“What? Y/n! You’re... I’m gonna... oh holy shit!” Bucky stammered, a smile painted on his face.

“You’re going to be a daddy!” Sam said, hugging them both.

“I didn’t think today could get any better, Y/n. You’ve made me the happiest man on the face of the Earth!” he pulled her close and kissed her.

On the other side of the room, Bruce and Wanda looked toward the happy couple.

“She must have told him,” Wanda said.

“Must have. Wait... how did you know?” Bruce asked.

“I felt it weeks ago. I was helping her calm her nerves about the wedding, and I felt a second heartbeat. I didn’t tell her, so as far as you know, I know nothing. You got it?”

“I’ve got it,” Bruce said, smiling and waving at the couple.

~Fin~

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