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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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💜: au’s you’d like to see from me and with which character

A short fake dating AU with mean!Bucky (maybe add a little dark seasoning here and there 👀)

A drabble is just fine with this!!

I.O.U

pairing: dark!bucky x reader

warnings: blackmail. allusion to sex. definitely dubcon.

words: 1.6k

notes: love this idea! i wrote this in a car and forgot to save it after making some changes i thought made it better but they’re gone and i didn’t remember all of them 😭 so i tried but definitely don’t think i did it justice. also this is my attempt at something short 💀… might write something else with this au in the future bc it has so much potential- anyway! here’s this lol thank you so much @mellifluous-honey for sending this in 🖤

“God, you’re such a dick,” you said in a huff, annoyance lacing your voice as you examined the deep red evening gown he had hanging for you. The neckline was plunging and the fit of the waist was sure to highlight your figure. It was gorgeous, you couldn’t deny that, but maybe a little too sexy for the event you were going to. On top of that, Bucky’s snide remarks from the moment you showed up, in regards to your dress - the one you bought specifically for tonight and were actually really excited about, were really pissing you off. You could feel him staring at you as you stared at the dress, finally removing it from the hanger and turning around to face him as you both stood in his bedroom.

Bucky was always gruff with you and always annoyed about something when it came to you, so you were still confused as to why he was insisting you go as his fake date to this thing. “Just a reminder, I’m doing you the favor here, not the other way around.”

“You’re doing me a favor? No, you owe me. Now stop complaining and fucking listen,” he snarled.

“I said I’d be your date, not your dress up doll. If you wanted someone to hang off of your arm all night looking pretty, you really could have just paid someone. Seems like a wasted opportunity using this iou for a date, of all things. And a waste of my talents, too. I mean, there’s so many things you could get me to do for you with this hanging over my head.”

“I’m counting on it,” he said lowly, seemingly speaking to himself, though you certainly heard him. Before you could question what he meant, he continued, louder this time.

“I’m giving you five minutes and if you don’t have that dress on, I’m gonna put it on for you.”

You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, though started to relent.

“You actually might have to help me - there’s no way in hell I’m getting in this by myself.”

Bucky was behind you in a second, pulling down the zipper of the dress you arrived to his apartment in without another word.

“Wow, excuse you!” you yelped in surprise, holding the bust of the dress flush against your chest as it threatened to fall with his tugging.

“I’m not showing up late to this stupid gala and giving Stark any more ammunition to use against me than he already has.”

“I don’t understand why you care so much what he thinks, anyway,”

“No, you don’t understand, and you never will,” he snapped as he spun you around so you were face to face with him, his dark eyes burning down at you.

“Let it drop,” he said gravely, gaze lowering to the loose material of your gown you were still clutching.

You felt yourself get hot, breath catching in your throat as he stared at you with a look you hadn’t seen from him before. Almost hungry.

“Now,” he growled.

At that, you let the dress fall down your body, standing before him in nothing but your shape wear, every curve you had being hugged perfectly, your figure on full display.

“Good, you can follow directions. Keep doing that,” he stated. “You don’t wanna make this night any harder on yourself than it has to be,” he cooed with a devilish smirk playing on his lips as he took a step closer to you.

“Step into it.”

You bit your tongue, turned around, and listened while he secured the elaborately designed back of the dress, leaving your previous gown in a crumpled pile on the floor. You felt him staring as his hands smoothed down your waist, hips and finally around your ass. “Perfect,” he said under his breath, again seemingly talking to himself.

You didn’t know what to say or do. You weren’t sure if you should feel threatened or turned on by his actions and menacing tone.. and the glint of lust you swore you had seen in his eyes.

“Let’s get going, doll. You make me late and that’s just another thing you’re gonna have to make up for.”

It was both, you realized. Definitely both.

Later that night found you stuck to Bucky’s side as if you were being bound to him by some unforeseen force. Not that anyone could tell, though. You were all smiles and laughs during the boring conversations and meetings of people you couldn’t have cared less about. You hated these things - never showed up when you didn’t have to, yet here you were.

Tuning out the droning voices from the conversation Bucky was taking part in at the moment with Sam and some other people you vaguely recognized from some of the news organizations and publications, you almost missed it when one of them asked, “So, how long have you two been dating?”

You looked to Bucky, mouth open and ready to correct them, but he didn’t even glance back as he spoke in response, not missing a beat.

“Just a couple weeks now,” he said with a classic smile, almost a smirk, as you looked up at him confused for a moment before you felt him squeezing, more accurately, pinching your waist. You forced a smile and accepted the other man’s compliment on how lovely of a couple you made. Sam eyed the both of you, but didn’t seem to really question the validity of your apparent new relationship.

“I knew there was something going on between the two of you,” he started. “Congratulations,” he grinned, clinking his glass with Bucky’s then your own before walking away to mingle with some of the other guests, working to get these people on the Avenger’s side again. That’s what the main point of tonight was anyway, staying in the good graces of the people. Especially after the shitshow of a mission you guys were fucked on just a few weeks prior. Luckily, though, attention on you and Bucky was minimal.

Alone again, you needed to figure out what story Bucky was telling to people and why he didn’t think to loop you in.

“A couple weeks?” you intoned.

“Call it courting.”

“Okay, what’s going on, Bucky? I’m your date, but we’re not dating. You can’t just tell people that. I thought this was a one time thing,” you were stunned into stopping your rant as Bucky, with his ever tight hold on you, led you out of the main room through the back door, nearly dragging you down one of the unlit, closed off hallways in the level of the tower you currently found yourselves on. He turned on you and you pressed yourself against the wall behind you as he invaded your space. You were feeling cornered and scared. And god help you, a little turned on, too.

“I saved your ass from being killed and then again from being kicked off the team because you refuse to listen to simple directions. I covered for you, lied for you, and I’ve put myself on the line for you repeatedly. You owe me more than just a date to a gala, sweetheart. So this is over when I decide it’s over.” He said menacingly as his face got ever closer to yours.

“And it’s far from over,” he breathed in your ear before his lips ghosted the delicate skin of your neck. Your lips parted as you gasped and your body refused to move as you allowed him to hold you, even as his grip on your waist got tighter and his kisses hotter.

Again, you didn’t know what to do. Was he really blackmailing you into, what, dating him? It seemed insane. Yet there was no indication that he was joking or just messing with you. No, he was serious. And he had so much over you, you couldn’t stop this and leave with your career or reputation in tact. So was this just going to happen, then? No question or concerns on whether you wanted him or not…Not that you’d never considered Bucky before, but he acted like he hated you. And you’d never admit it to anyone, but, he scared you sometimes, too.

Maybe it was obvious and you had just been trying to convince yourself otherwise. There was always a dark look in his eyes when it came to you. Something deeper than you’d ever wanted to consider. It was becoming more and more clear his intentions as you writhed against him while he pushed you further into the wall with his body, your breath becoming more shallow as you continued, a soft whimper escaping every now and again. His hands and lips wandering everywhere they could.

You cried out a little too loudly when he bit your neck a little too hard while he groped your ass. You could feel him smile against your skin as he did. He pulled back from you and grabbed your face in his metal hand, his hold harsh as he forced you to look at him. “Don’t worry too much, sweetheart. This can be fun for the both of us. Just do what I say and I’ll make sure we’re both happy, got it?”

You stared up at him with doe eyes as he moved your head to nod in agreement. You didn’t have a choice.

“Good,” he breathed before his lips crashed into yours. You didn’t fight him, his earlier words ringing in your ears. You didn’t want to make this night any harder than it had to be. You didn’t know how, but you trusted he could easily make it worse on you.. So this was just the beginning. Leaving the gala behind, you ended up back at his apartment. Another dress crumpled on the floor as you did what he wanted. You owed him. And now he owned you.

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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🦋 “When will you be mine” w/ Steve Kemp🥰

when will you be mine

continuation

pairing: steve kemp x reader (do i need to tag him as dark or is that just already implied seeing as how he’s a serial killer? 💀)

words: 1k

notes: i know i said short little blurb but my fingers wouldn’t stop typing lmao. also i didn’t mean for this to be so “YOU” ish but oh well 🥲 this is my first time writing for steve kemp so i’m still trying to find him in my writing - we’ll get there eventually 🥴 anyway! thank you for sending this in!! 💙

“You again,” the familiar voice jested, causing you to turn around and eye him.

“Hey, that’s my line,” you retorted with a small smirk. “Back so soon, Mr. Kemp?” you lilted teasingly.

“For the thousandth time, it’s Steve. Please,” he begged, “please, just call me Steve.”

You smiled at his playful dramatics and nodded, conceding.

“Steve,” you corrected yourself, earning a smile from him in return. “Was there a problem with your drink?” you asked, worried.

“No,” he assured you. “I, uh, I actually just came back to ask you something..” he trailed off, sounding almost nervous.

“What’s up,” you prompted him to continue.

“You do catering, don’t you?”

His simple question caught you off guard, you weren’t expecting it with how fidgety he was being all of a sudden.

“Uhm, yeah. Yeah, I do,” you nodded.

“Great,” was all he said in response until you squinted at him, a small smile playing on your lips as you fought the urge to let your nervous laugh escape.

“I’m having a little get together next weekend. Just a few people, really small. But, uh, I’d love to have you cater, if you’re available. I haven’t stopped thinking about your cupcake since you let me taste it last week. The cupcake, you gave me - that cupcake, I mean. It was fantastic, I know I’ve told you before, but you’re a really great baker,” he babbled as he blushed at his poor word choice and obvious fumbling. You had to bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling so big. Even now he was adorable.

Steve was in your shop weekly if not daily getting a coffee and whatever food item you suggested to him any given visit. He was your favorite customer and you couldn’t help yourself from developing a bit of a crush on the guy. He was gorgeous, funny, smart, so sweet, and charming as hell. You had made him a special cupcake for his birthday last week and since then, he’d been..just a little different when he came in. Almost shy, nervous, though he tried to hide it, it always showed through by the end of his visits. You were worried you had screwed things up with the cupcake, made him uncomfortable or something, but now you felt relieved knowing he really did like it.. And with how flustered he was getting, you thought maybe he really did like you, too.

You had no idea, but Steve was smitten with you the first day he walked into your bakery cafe.

He always had a lot on his plate, though. Never wanted to get you tangled up with his work. He didn’t see you like he saw others, he wasn’t interested in getting you to sell you. He wanted you all for himself.

But he didn’t push it. He couldn’t. He needed to wait for the right time. And he would, to make sure there was no chance of anyone or anything fucking things up for him, he’d wait for the perfect time to take you, to finally make you his. Seeing you as often as he did, talking, flirting, just being around you when he could, it was enough for him for the time being. At least it had been. Until last week. He walked into the cafe and when you saw him, the way your eyes lit up, it made his heart sing. You ran to the back and returned with a little green pastry box just as he approached the front of the line. You took over the register and gave him a soft smile.

“Happy birthday,” you offered, placing the box down in front of him. “I made you this. It’s red velvet..and your drink is on the house, too,” you added, batting your lashes at him, though he wasn’t sure you even realized you were doing so. It was adorable and he smiled back with a sincere and grateful ‘thank you’, shoving the cash he had to pay for his usual order into your tip jar when you turned back to get his drink before you walked down the counter with him to talk a bit before he would inevitably have to go to work. All day, he couldn’t stop thinking of you, couldn’t focus on much of anything.

You remembered his birthday and you made him a cupcake. A special cupcake just for him. He knew his feelings weren’t one sided, but your consideration and obvious care really showed him he was right. He decided that day, he couldn’t wait much longer. You belonged with him. He needed to be careful, now, though. He couldn’t get sloppy just because he had feelings for you, he needed to keep his patience. He just needed to get you out of town. His new home was almost finished and he couldn’t wait to get you there. It would be perfect. Just like you.

He didn’t want to be too confident, didn’t want to freak you out or scare you. So he’d play the part. Make sure you felt safe. Because you were, you had nothing to fear with him, he’d make sure of it.

You helped him schedule the catering, chose what pastries would travel best and picked one of your most popular flavors. You told him you’d be there right on time and it was going to be a rather small gathering, no more than ten people, if that, so you were the only one who needed to work it, it’d be easy. The “venue” was a bit of a ways away, but Steve insisted he’d cover your gas money, so you weren’t going to complain or argue. Plus, you really wanted to do this for him, you would have said yes no matter what. With the plans all set, Steve left looking more sure of himself than when he’d first asked about setting something up. You didn’t think anything of it and returned his smile and ‘see you later’.

Steve was thrilled. Everything was set and now he had a week to ensure everything was ready for you at his place. Just a week, he kept reminding himself. Just one more week and she’ll be mine.

part two

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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Hi Bella! Happy anniversary 🎉🥳. I've been thinking about PWYC and how Bucky and reader's relationship is progressing. What do you think Bucky would do for a date night? Does he pull out all the stops? Keep it a bit more low key? They had a pretty rough start to their relationship, but now that they're settling into the inevitable (🤣), I like to think he'd make her feel special, while still being himself. Thanks for indulging and CONGRATULATIONS 👏🏾🥳

date night

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pairing: pwyc!bucky x curvy!reader

words: 688

notes: hello!! and thank you so much 🥰 i definitely see date nights with these two a lot more private and low key. i think bucky enjoys taking her out and showing her off, but he knows she prefers staying in most of the time. he still goes all out for their dates, though, no matter where they are. here’s a little date night drabble 🖤

“Bucky?” you called into the house as you walked inside. You received no response but saw the lights on upstairs.

You set down your keys and purse and slipped your shoes off before heading up to the bedroom. You expected to find Bucky when you walked in, but there was only a small shopping bag on the bed. You looked in the bathroom and down the hall before taking out your phone and calling Bucky.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he answered smoothly.

“Where are you?” you asked, confused.

“Are you home?” he asked in return.

“Yeah, I’m upstairs. Where are you?”

“Did you get my present?”

“Bucky,” you sighed, rolling your eyes.

“Open it and put it on, then meet me in the back. And don’t cover up, either. I wanna see you in it.”

“What is it?”

“Open it and you’ll see,” he said before ending the call. You sighed and braced yourself for whatever you were about to pull out of the bag.

It was an all black pair of high waisted ruched bikini bottoms and a matching bikini top. You sucked your teeth and shook your head lightly.

“Great,” you muttered to yourself.

After changing, you made your way downstairs and out into the backyard. As soon as you slid open the back door, you were greeted with the unmistakable smell of barbeque. You walked out and found yourself smiling at the sight of Bucky, shirtless and clad in only a pair of swim trunks as he stood at the pit grilling chicken. Looking over at the covered patio area, you saw the new movie projector Bucky had installed all set up and a load of pillows and blankets around a cushioned patio bed in place of the table and chairs that normally occupied the space.

“That’s new,” you said, alerting him to your presence.

“Fuck, I knew it’d look good,” he smirked as he walked toward you, pulling you toward him as he looked you up and down, drinking you in.

You bit your lip, as you wrapped your arms around him, leaning against him as you looked up to meet his eyes.

“Thanks,” you said trippingly. “What’s all that?” you asked, gesturing to the newest addition in patio furniture.

“I remember you said you’d always wanted to have an outdoor movie night, so we’re having one.”

You felt your eyes light up at that as Bucky beamed down at you.

“Dinner is almost done and I got everything set up over there.”

“This is unexpected.. And really nice, Bucky. All for little ol me?” you laughed breathily.

“Everything I do is for little ol you, pretty girl,” he said as a smile graced your face.

“Thank you,” you said before standing on your tiptoes to kiss him. You pulled away from him and he went back to grilling. “So, it’s a movie night…what are the swimsuits for?”

“Thought we could sit in the hot tub later,” he explained. “Maybe swim a bit before I fuck you by the pool.”

You paused a moment before laughing lightly at his certainty.

“Oh?” you scoffed. “You sound pretty sure that’s gonna happen.”

He smirked, turning back around and eyed you brazenly once again.

“I am. In fact,” he simpered as he got closer to you, leaning down so his face was to yours, “I’m not just gonna fuck you by the pool,” he breathed.

As he held you by your hips, he placed a kiss to your lips in between each pause he made as he spoke.

“I’m gonna fuck you in the pool…and on that new daybed…and in the hot tub…then I’m gonna take you back to our room and make you come over and over until you’re crying and begging me to stop.”

Your mouth went dry and eyes lowered as he spoke so assuredly and pulled you flush to him, eliciting a light gasp from you.

“Oh?” you breathed.

“Does that sound good to you?” he asked cockily.

You shrugged lightly, nodding, trying to cover up a shiver.

“Yeah,” you whispered against his lips, eyes heavy with sudden lust. “That, that sounds good.”

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