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moonstruckme · 6 months

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touchy bestfriend james makes my brain short circuit i love it so much

can u write a touchy bestfriend james and he’s lying on the bed while reader is in the bathroom and r comes in and sees him and he tells r to come over and lie with him then they fall asleep but she wakes up because he’s awake and playing with her boobs like stress balls and r asks what he’s doing then he just says that they feel warm and soft

Okay this was definitely a rough attempt, but I hope you like it!

cw: pg-13 level smut

bestfriend!James x fem!reader ♡ 618 words

When you come in, James looks nearly asleep despite the sunlight still streaming in through the windows. His face has gone soft and squishy, lips in a half-pout from how his cheek is smushed into his pillow. His hair is getting so long he’s had to push most of it to the back of his head to be able to see his phone screen where he scrolls idly in front of him, but one stubborn curl falls down his face and rests on the bridge of his nose.

“What, do I have a massive pimple or something?” he asks without looking up. “What’re you staring at me for?”

You cover your embarrassment with annoyance, rolling your eyes as you lean against the doorway. “Just wondering why you look like you’re about to drift off at four in the afternoon.”

“Because it’s nice and warm in the sun,” he answers easily. “C’mere, love.”

You do what he says (you always do, in the end), crawling onto the bed and laying down beside him. James shuts off his phone, setting it down in favor of sliding his hand between your waist and the mattress, big palm coming to rest at your navel as he tugs your back closer to his front. You don’t know about the sun, but James is certainly warm.

“Your arm’s gonna fall asleep,” you point out.

“Don’t care,” he says, already sounding drowsier.

“Don’t we have to be up to meet Remus and Sirius in a couple hours?”

“We will be.”

You’re out of protests, and not unhappy for it. James’ palm is warm and comforting on your stomach, his other hand reaching over you to rest just below your sternum. His breathing evens out quickly, and it’s that steady rhythm that eventually lulls you into sleep with him.

You wake, an indeterminable amount of time later, because something feels odd. You rouse slowly, aware first of the pleasant warmth at your back, then of the fact that you’re fully clothed in James bed, and finally of his hands on your boobs.

He’s squeezing them, feeling about with curious but sure hands, one tit in each. You lie there motionlessly, unsure if James is awake, or honestly, if you are. His touch is oddly comforting, and while your best friend is a very tactile person, this level of intimacy is unusual enough that you almost wonder if you might be dreaming. Then he squeezes too hard, and you’re sure you’re not.

“Ow!” you flinch back into James, hand coming up to grip his wrist. “What, are you trying to get milk to come out?”

“Hm?” James’ voice is sleepy, less so as he realizes the placement of his hands. His grip loosens. “Oh, shit. Sorry, love, I was half-asleep. Didn’t realize I was doing that.”

He doesn’t sound nearly as embarrassed as you would be in his situation, but that’s James. “It’s okay,” you say (really, it’s more than okay). “Just, it hurts when you squeeze that hard. They’re sensitive, Jamie.”

You feel him nod against the back of your head. “M’sorry, sweetheart, didn’t mean to hurt ya.” He doesn’t move his hands, though, and you make no move to encourage him to. “They’re just really warm and soft, y’know?”

You do know. The thing poking into your back is warm too, though not so soft.

“I mean, I don’t mind,” you say, glad you’re facing away so he can’t see the intense blush spreading over your face like a blight. “It’s sort of nice. Just…don’t squeeze so hard, okay?”

James’ thumb soothes over the skin of your breast, a comforting touch and a promise. He begins to knead at it gently. “Got it,” he says.

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singmyaubade · 1 year

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we are sorry

warning : mentions of cursing

sypnosis: a prank gone wrong

poly!marauders x upset!y/n

you were deeply upset at your boyfriends, they were sincerely pissing you off. it all started with them talking to other girls, making them laugh even.

then it was the fact that they were forgetting your entire relationship with them, i mean you knew that sometimes they could tend to get busy or distracted but it was getting to you.

and your period was making it worse.

you weren't even smiling anymore.

your emotions were off the radar and you just couldn't deal with anything without getting aggravated and what made it worse was that your birthday was today.

they hadn't even said happy birthday or anything, not even a card or flowers.

you didn't even think they would attempt to do anything for it.

little did you know, they planned a grand birthday party that they knew you would love and ignoring you was just adding to how busy they were because of the planning.

but they knew that they couldn't ignore you forever so they decided to have a good old prank to make you laugh, just to add to your birthday.

they of course knew it would make you laugh because that stuff always did and you didn't mind them as long as they were justified and not cruel.

and they had everything planned out for severus snape as soon as he would walk into the classroom.

a bucket of yellow paint would fall with a bunch of feathers that was impossible to get out and then he would trip on some rope, humiliating him.

it was perfect.

snape was always late to class and everyone else stayed consistent so there was no chance of this prank going wrong.

they even knew that slughorn wouldn't notice anything because he liked the boys so much.

but it turns out, you were gonna be a little late to class. you had accidentally misplaced your button up and had only found it five minutes after class started.

the marauders were wondering where you were but they figured you weren't attending and they would check on you after class.

you were running to slughorns classroom in a panic, hoping he would let you off with a warning.

you noticed snape was behind you as you started running but you ran ahead of him, trying to get to class fast. your backpack was hanging on your arm as you didn't feel the need to re-adjust it.

as you were in front of the classroom you opened the door to step in but before you could even take at least three steps in, a bucket of yellow paint and feathers dropped on your hair and all over your clothes and shoes, even your backpack.

the marauders looked horrified as the entire class gasped including slughorn.

it was in your eyes and you could barely see anything but yellow as you stepped forward and tripped on the rope, completely on the floor.

"ms l/n!" slughorn yelled but not coming over to where you were but instead trying to calm down the class.

some slytherins in the class started laughing and even a few from other houses as you started crying.

your skirt was completely flopped up which showed your panties.

the marauders ran over to you as remus and james tried to helping you stand and sirius tried getting your backpack but you knew they were up to it, "get the fuck off of me!" you yelled at them as you left your backpack on the ground, trying to stand but slipping on the paint and landing on your knee.

you were in extreme pain but that didn't even matter in the slightest.

"y/n, we are so sorry." remus apologized as if he was on the brink of tears.

you were mortified but honestly just so upset that you couldn't breathe.

"please let us help you." james said, grabbing on your arm.

you snatched it away, "just please fuck off of my life." you snatched your hand back.

you were uncontrollably sobbing and you couldn't see a single thing as you stood up to run out of the classroom.

you ran to the nearest bathrooms and looked in the mirror to see your hair completely soaked with paint and it was very pigmented.

you had never felt so humiliated in your life.

paint was all over you and you couldn't even get it out with water or a paper towel.

you were silently crying, just trying to get it out of your hair but it wasn't coming out.

the marauders had no idea where you had ran and they had never felt so guilty in their life and they had no idea what to say to you.

this was extremely bad.

you didn't even come out of the bathroom.

you just sat on one of the toilets and cried your eyes out.

this was the worst day of your life.

and it certainly wasn't a birthday you would forget.

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black-cat-2 · 5 months

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Omg, omg, omg I have this very specific idea for a Bucky x reader fanfic stuck in my brain and I need someone to write that immediately!

Hear me out:

So, in the timeframe between ‘Bucky gets away from HYDRA’ and ‘Steve finds Bucky’ Bucky befriends Reader and later, after Wakanda or something, he comes back in contact with her. But: no one except him knows about their friendship because he finally has something of his own and he won’t let anyone destroy that for him. Anyway, wayyy later (FATWS timeline or something) a rough mission has him drag Sam to Reader’s place for like a night or something. And I’m talking about a confused Sam. “What are we doin’ here, man?” Sam. “This ain’t your place. Why you got a key?” Sam. While Bucky doesn’t even bother to answer, instead opening the door all like “Doll, I’m home”. And like, their vibes are gonna be so domestic and cute and with all the cuddles that it’s practically obvious that they’re more than friends. Bonus points if they cuddle during the sleepover and he grumpily mutters “Fuck, I missed that.” But since they didn’t put a label on what would usually be considered a friends with benefits situation, Reader just awkwardly looks at Bucky and says they’re friends when Sam asks what exactly they are. And once they’re alone (like without Sam around)… damnnnn I need a feral Bucky. “Lemme show you that you’re fucking mine and mine only, babydoll” Bucky.

Hhhhhhhhhhhh

God, I’m a sucker for friends to lovers and possessive Bucky, I’m so sorry…

Edit: I also love the aspect that Reader could be from just about anywhere in the world since Bucky was practically on a hiding marathon when they met. Plus, the Reader can be just about anyone, with any random job. No need for being a Shield Agent or something :)

Anyway, could anyone write that? 🥹💖

Edit 2.0: It’s been written! If anyone wants to write their own version of this, feel free to do so, I’d love to see y’all’s ideas to this. I’ll just add them here ☺️

My Person by @winterarmyy

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katsuniverse · 7 months

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☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎☀︎

bestfriend!james (kat’s version)

bestfriend james who you’ve known as long as you’ve known all the other marauders. you’re friends with all of them, knowing all their secrets and pranks and sometimes joining them on full moons w remus because you’re an animagus as well. you were never necessarily close with one of them more than the other until 5th years comes around and “the prank” happens.

remus is giving everyone the silent treatment, sirius has been moping to himself and peter busies himself with chess, too scared to interact with the others and cause further conflict. you and james are left in the middle of wanting to be there for remus (and him closing you out) and trying to get sirius to talk with remus (he’s butthurt and not listening) and are stuck with eachother. you’re now hanging out more and more and getting closer. discovering things about eachother you never had the chance to know.

one day, you and james have the dorm to yourselves and decide the unwind from the stress of your crumbling-friendgroup, by getting just a little bit high off some mary jane. and it wasn’t until you and james were on the floor, verbalizing your physical attraction to each other that you’ve ‘always kept to yourself’, that your sobriety cleared up in hot second. your lips were engraving his to your own and your hands were anywhere but being kept to yourselves.

fwb!james comes along, but he knows already that with you it’s different. he’s attracted to you of course, and he respects you as a friend enough to not treat you as one-night-stand. you tell yourselves it’s just to keep each other company and to relieve tensions until the group gets back together. however, timid glances turn into unbroken eye contact, jokingly shoving hands turn into holding hands and teasing smirks turn into smiles of endearment.

by mid-summer the marauders are back together again and happy and normal as ever. so you and james don’t need eachother anymore, right? you’ll go back to ‘normal’ right?

…right?

(a/n: to my fellow blog writers, is this considered a drabble? i feel like it’s rly specific and idk if i like it. if not, what would this be?)

#katsuniverse #katlovesall #mrskatpotter #moots <3 #james potter #james potter x reader #james potter fanfiction #james potter fluff #marauders x reader #bestfriend!james #bsf!james #fwb!james #marauders

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haleyhunwritess · 1 year

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Hiya!! Could you write something soft with bestfriend!bucky x reader🤍🤍

🤍 drabble with soft best friend!bucky comforting reader

a/n: okay I'm not even gonna lie, this is kinda bad and long for no reason lol, its mostly me just projecting the shit i'm going through right now but i hope you still enjoy it lol

𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐲’𝐬 𝟏𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“Angel, can I come in?” Bucky tried knocking on your door again.

“P-please just go away…” You mumbled quietly, though Bucky still heard you. He could also hear the muffled sounds of crying coming from your room.

“I just wanna make sure you’re okay, doll. Can I please just come in for a moment?” Bucky knocked on your door once again. Just a few minutes ago you were laughing with him in the kitchen as he was telling you stories from when he was younger. The laughter quickly stopped after you received a notification from the guy you had been seeing for the past month. Bucky didn’t get to read the text but judging from the look on your face, it wasn’t good.

“Not o-okay…just go away please! Just wanna be alone…won’t get hurt if I alone…” You shoved your face back against the pillow, starting to cry loudly again.

Hearing you cry like that, Bucky couldn’t wait. He knew the door was unlocked but he didn’t wanna come in unless you gave him permission to. But screw getting permission right now, especially with how hard you were crying. Walking in, he noticed you were huddled up under a bunch of blankets on your bed.

“Doll? Are you hiding under all these blankets?”Bucky slowly lifted the blankets of you, his heart clenching at the sight of your tear-stained face.

“Don’t wanna talk, please leave…” You mumbled, trying to pull the blankets back over your head.

Bucky was quick to stop you however, and forced you to sit up, “That’s alright, you don’t have to talk. All I wanna do is make sure you’re okay, and then I’ll leave, I promise.”

“I’m fine, just go…” You muttered, crossing your arms.

“Please don’t lie to me, angel. What’s wrong?” Bucky sighed, sitting down on the bed infront of you.

“I…Everything h-hurts…” You said quietly, looking down at the blankets as the tears found their way back to your face.

“What hurts, love? Did you hurt yourself?” Bucky looked at you, looking for any injuries. He knew you weren’t physically injured but he still wanted to make sure.

“No I meant like on the inside, it feels like everything hurts, like my heart hurts…”

Bucky nodded before responding, “Did someone say something to you? Or do something?”

“Just sick of being everyone’s second option. Always stringing me along and using me until someone better replaces me. I’m sick of it…” You confessed as you turned your head to look away from Bucky, feeling embarrassed about the situation you were in, once again.

“Oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry,” Bucky sighed, “You don’t deserve to be treated this way, I’m sorry.”

“Whatever, ‘S fine I’m used to it,” You shrugged, trying to wipe your tears away quickly.

“That doesn’t mean it’s okay though. You don’t deserve to be someone’s second option, you deserve so much more. You deserve to be treated with love and respect.” Bucky replied, taking your hand in his and rubbing it gently.

“I-I hate that they always try to hide it too…every time, after a while, they’ll start to become a bit distant, and that’s how I know they’re gonna leave soon. They’ll deny it and say I’m just being insecure but sure enough, each time it’s the same thing. Each time they’ll be talking to some other girl behind my back, and then later on they’ll ghost me instead of telling me anything.” You continued, “I’m just so sick of the lies, if you’re gonna use me like that then at least be fucking honest about it. Stop lying and telling me I’m picturing things and how you only want me. Just tell me the truth.”

Once the words left your mouth, it was like you couldn’t stop. You just continued telling him how hurt you were and how often things like this would happen to you. You looked back at him, and almost cringed at the pity look on his face.

Bucky was quiet for a moment, just trying to think of the right words. However, he really didn’t know what to say after your little confession, “I don’t know what to say, doll…I just- I’m so sorry you’re going through this. You deserve so much better. It’s okay to want them to tell you the truth, especially if you’ve been hurt like this before. You’re allowed to be scared, and if they’re really worth it they wouldn’t just call you insecure and lie to you. They would tell you your feelings are valid and reassure you instead, and they certainly wouldn’t lie to you,”

You nearly scoffed at him as he said all those sweet words. You’d heard them before from nearly all your friends, but it was getting harder to believe them. Especially when others around never seemed to have these issues.

“I know you may not believe me right now, and that’s okay. You don’t need to worry about any of that right now. Only thing you need to focus on right now is forgetting about that idiot. How about we go get some food and then come home and watch movies all day, yeah?” Bucky kissed the top of your head, pulling you in closer to hug you. You nodded, smiling a bit at his words. He always knew what to say.

And he was right, you didn’t need to worry about that right now. All you have to do now is forget about that idiot. You couldn’t help but start crying again though, feeling that anxiety creep its way back in.

“It’s all gonna be okay, love, I promise.” Bucky held you in arms, letting you cry on his shoulder.

#best friend!bucky x reader #bestfriend!bucky #best friend!bucky #james bucky buchanan barnes #🤍 drabble #1k celebration #haley 1k celebration

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in-hav3n · 6 months

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Hiii my lovely readers! ❣️

2 requests are coming tonight and 4 more are waiting to be written so be patient, it's coming soon!

Then I'd like to work on "Temptation part 3", cause I made a break on it one a few weeks ago and I'd like to finish it (don't know if there are still people who would like to see the next parts, I wrote this for ages lol).

Also I have an idea for a short fic about 2016 James as dad's best friend. What do you think ? Would you be interested to read something with that kink? 🤭 I'm seriously horny for it and I want to write something about it.

So I'm sorry but the requests will be closed from now on to give me time I need to write something for you without feeling guilty to let your idea in the ask box with no answer…Don't worry, I'll open them later cause I can't get enough of your perfect ideas !

Thanks again for your support ❣️

#billie speaks #james hetfield x reader #james hetfield fanfiction #james hetfield imagine #im so sorry people #i hate closing requests #but i have no other choice #I really need time to write #and I want those ideas to be published here #thanks for your support #dilf james #James dad's bestfriend fic ideas #it's coming people #I need to fulfill my need of that kink

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pinkiebieberpie · 2 years

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📲 2 new texts from bestfriend!bucky:

like every message you send me makes me happy like no matter what you say its interesting to me and i love reading them

bucky moodboards list

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ginevrapng · 9 months

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I saw that you were accepting requests and I was wondering if you could write something about best friends’ dads!marauders x reader or something like that?

If not, I completely understand! <3

i've never written bestfriends!dads before so i hope you enjoy it! i didn't know if you wanted me to include peter but the majority of marauders fics leave out peter and i think this concept works better without him. <3

there was a lot of great things about being harry potter's best friend, one of those things happens to be getting to spend time with his hot dad james, completely off limits dad. that doesn't stop you from thinking about how charming he is though.

you've seen photos of james when he were younger and harry is a spitting image of him. now with age he's changed in all the best ways, his hair less messy, neater with slightly having the appearance of being slicked back and with thicker frame glasses. a distinction between him and harry, both younger and older is his build, james being more built with broader shoulders and more muscular.

he's kind and considerate and always calls you 'sweetheart' making you flush and every time leaves you wide eyed. you've never heard him call anyone else sweetheart so it's always leaving you feeling bashful.

james tells you that you can come and visit and stay whenever you want and you're always welcome so whenever you spend time at harry's you also end up seeing his two godfathers who also spend a lot of time there. whenever that happens you are rather reluctant to leave the house, not just enjoying all the company that they deliver but also how attractive they are, just like james.

remus somehow always memorising you. like when he rolls his sleeves up so you can see his arms or how you swear you sometimes see in the corner of your eye glimpses of him looking at your lips while you're talking. his jumpers and cardigans always looking so comfortable and soft, you wonder what they'd look like on you. you think about his sandy hair that covers his eyes and his beautiful hazel eyes that crinkle when he smiles and how he always looks tired and how you'd happily let him rest and sleep on you. he never talks about his work but it must be pretty rough for him to constantly look so tired.

sirius is ruggedly handsome always leaning against walls instead of sitting down, even when a seat is available. leaving you watching longer than you should as you watch his pose and see him stretching causing his tshirt to rise, exposing a bit of his torso. he has his long jet black hair which now has streaks of grey that he constantly runs his hands through.

you're going back into the living room, where everyone is, after you went to the kitchen to get a glass of cold water due to the heat and see sirius moving in a way that momentarily makes you freeze.

"you alright doll?" sirius smirks at you after spotting you. you nod but are unable to stop shifting side to side nervously after being caught, causing him to raise his eyebrow, looking amused as he chuckles at you.

this is the first time any of them has addressed your behaviour towards them but they have all noticed your longing looks and shy glances.

they've all been waiting for the moment to make a move and they're starting to lose their patience. you were none the wiser with their intentions, trying to get you alone, away from your friends and away from harry, asking you personal questions and give you special attention.

"you got a boyfriend or girlfriend doll? sirius asked you out of the blue one day, catching you completely off guard.

you splutter and try to answer while james starts speaking. "you're not dating my harry are you sweetheart?"

"what! of course i'm not! we're just friends." you say probably louder than you should, wanting to defend yourself.

you hear someone coming up behind you, "good." remus clasps your shoulders with his hands, slowly rubbing them and making patterns with his thumbs before he moves away and goes to help sirius with the washing up.

fiddling with your fingers you watch them all clear the table and sort out things that needed to be doing in the house with a small dreamy smile on your face.

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moonstruckme · 6 months

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I have an idea! Imagine reader and james are bestfriend, reader ask james to help her find a lingerie (bcs she want to impress a boy she like) so there he is sitting infront of the changing room and having to watch the reader change into multiple lingerie w a hard on.

Maybe then he realize that he doesn’t want anyone to see his bestf like this?

I love a possessive jamie!

Thanks for requesting!

cw: sexual implications, nothing explicit though

bestfriend!James x fem!reader ♡ 472 words

“It was fucking awful,” James laments, nursing a cup of tea and shoving biscuit after biscuit into his mouth. He’s at Remus and Sirius’ flat, after inventing some plans with his friends as an excuse to get away from you. “I had to think of my gran wearing that stuff just to be able to stand up when she was ready to leave.”

“I still don’t understand why you agreed to go in the first place,” Remus says while Sirius tries to get his giggling under control. “Why would you help the woman you’re in love with pick out lingerie for another guy?”

“I’m not in love with her!” James throws up his hands, sick of having this same argument every time you come up. “I mean, I do love her—she’s my best friend. But I mean, you could put me in front of any attractive girl when she’s wearing something like that, and I’m bound to have some thoughts. It didn’t matter that it was her, specifically. It was…it was boobs. It’s boobs’ fault.”

Sirius cackles, and James lobs a biscuit at him.

“I’d like to see you try to keep yourself under control in that situation, Pads. It’s biology, I couldn’t help it!”

“Oh, I know the feeling.” Sirius grins, reclining back against Remus’ chest. “Seems like exactly how I felt when I found out Moony here had made out with half of Gryffindor.”

Remus rolls his eyes, as sick of this joke as James is of the ones about you. Still, he wraps a hand around Sirius’ thigh in solidarity.

“It’s different,” James grumbles. “That was…well, that was you two.”

“He makes a good point,” Remus says, and Sirius tilts his head back to beam up at his boyfriend proudly. “We both know what it feels like to think you love someone as a friend when it’s really something more.”

James glowers. “She was in a black. Lacy. Set. I am not made of stone!”

Remus only hums, sipping at his tea. “If it was your gran, you wouldn’t think the same.”

James shudders. “Why would you remind me of that?”

“So what’s next?” Sirius asks, raising a brow. “Do you want us to go sabotage her date with this bloke? Or better yet, lock her in her house so she can’t meet up with him at all?”

“I’m glad you’re on board,” James says, recovering from his disgust and beginning to look rather satisfied as he munches on another biscuit. “I’m thinking we hex him to be horrifically ugly. She won’t think of showing him her little outfit if he shows up and he’s got a face made entirely of warts.”

Remus and Sirius exchange a look. With a sigh, Remus begins stroking his hand up and down his boyfriend’s thigh consolingly.

“He’ll get it eventually,” he says.

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daintyys · 5 months

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all i wanted was you

fem!reader x touchy bestfriend!james potter, 500 words

modern/nonmagical au. pls send james reqs!! also this isnt proofread i needed to post it urgently. ps happy thanksgiving

"Have you eaten yet?" James asked, leaning in the doorway staring at you. Your cramps were unbearable, and the only way you could get any sort of comfort was curling in a ball on the bedroom floor. You mumbled a response, which he didn't hear. He made his way over to you, and sat on the floor next to you.

"Your period?" He questioned, rubbing your arm. You nodded and closed your eyes. His touch was so comforting. "I'm sorry, love." James whispered, helping you sit up.

You groaned, and wrapped your arms around your stomach. "I want to stay on the floor, James." He shook his head and took your hand, standing you up. "You need to eat, come here." He said, putting his hand firmly on your lower back.

He took you to the kitchen of your flat and you sat at the table. You tried not to cry as your cramping became worse. You laid your head on the table and brought your knees to your chest, trying to relieve pressure in your abdomen. "I know it hurts but you need to eat." Your best friend said as he put a bowl of soup in front of you. He sat beside you and adjusted his glasses so he could see you better.

You ate slowly, and once you were done, your cramps hadn't gotten much better. "Feel any better, Y/N?" James questioned, intertwining your fingers with his. You shook your head. "Nothings working, Jamie." You groaned. Standing, you made your way back to your bedroom and flopped on your bed. James followed, and crawled into bed with you.

He laid in between your legs with his head on your chest, keeping you warm. You sighed, his warmth was helping with your cramping. "Feels good, doesn't it, love?" He cooed, twirling your hair in his fingers. You nodded and smiled as you traced his spine. He laughed appreciatively and looked up at you.

"You're beautiful, y'know." James flattered.

You blushed, and kissed his forehead gently. "Most would say that was flirting with me, James." You hummed.

"It was." James crooned, moving his hands under your back to hug you closer. You hummed in approval and ran your fingers through his hair. "'M sorry you feel so sick, baby." He sighed. "I feel better now that you're taking care of me." You admitted. James squirmed a little, adjusting his position to look up at you again.

"A kiss would take all the pain away, Y/N." He grinned, and his glasses were lopsided on his face. You nodded, and he cupped your jaw in his hands, gently kissing you.

He pulled away, face burning red.

"You're right, that did help a lot." You smiled at him. James giggled nervously , and hid his embarrassed face in your chest. "Don't be embarrassed," You whispered. "I like you too."

You felt him laugh against your chest, and you soon found your bodies intertwined, being each other's one sense of complete comfort.

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singmyaubade · 1 year

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back to black

warnings : mentions of smut and cursing

sypnosis : you have been with the marauders for so long, just to be abandoned when they found a prettier young thing but they would regret it.

poly!marauders x y/n

part 1 / part 2

it had been an almost 10 days since the entire incident.

you had been ignoring everyone in the situation, hiding in your dorm. it was almost surprising that you were left alone after being bombarded for so long.

you couldn't help but admit that you were shocked at everything that had happened, i mean how could you expect a kiss from a girl that had stolen the people you love the most?

you were nervous to go back to the class, you had even considered skipping the class entirely.

you took a deep breath, practically begging for a chance at a calm class.

you stepped inside the stone floor of the classroom to see the marauders crowding aurora, she looked nervous. aurora noticed you almost immediately. you avoided eye contact and sat in your usual seat.

"uh everyone please get in your seats!" slughorn announced.

you heard james sit next to you, you could already feel him about to speak before slughorn spoke again, "um excuse me potter, i would like you to switch seats with aurora." the marauders and auroras face twisted in confusion especially yours.

"yeah uh sure." he slowly got up, moving to the back with his friends as aurora quickly packed her back.

you saw remus and sirius with a worried look on their face as if they were worried you would hurt aurora or be rude to her.

they clearly don't know you.

aurora practically ran over to you as you shifted uncomfortably in your chair.

she sat down next you as you looked at her in your peripheral vision. she was trying to say something but couldn't find the right words clearly.

you could also practically feel the marauders staring at you, it was getting uncomfortable. you were about to rush out again until you heard her, "hi y/n."

you didn't know how to act towards her so you muttered a hello. she looked at you in sadness, "i'm really sorry fo-"

"there's no need to apologize." you replied quickly, writing something down in your notebook, not looking up.

she slightly grinned, "oh, thank you."

you sat there for a few more seconds in silence, "so how are you?" she asked, fiddling with thumbs.

"why did you kiss me?" you replied instead, looking at her.

aurora blushed, "i-i." she took a deep breath, "i just really like you since the first day i came here."

you looked at her questiongly, "this doesn't make any sense." you scoffed, looking back at your notebook.

"what doesn't?" she practically whispered, it was so quit that you were surprised to hear it.

you slammed your quill down, trying to keep a low voice at the same time, "the marauders love you with their entire being, yet you kissed me, and you are telling me that you like me, and this is all very confusing." you did a long sigh at the end.

she looked down, "i didn't lie to you, i don't love them."

"but i do." you said, looking at her heart breaking, "i-i can't like you while they love you and i can't love them without you liking me."

she grabbed your hand, "i know this is all very confusing and i und-"

you snatched your hand away, "but you don't understand, i don't even understand why you would." you saw tears rimming her eyes, "you seem wonderful but i can't like you or love you so just accept it." you spat.

you saw a tear fall from her eye, raining down to her cheek as she ran outside of the classroom before you could blink. the marauders looked at you with total judgement on their face as if you meant to hurt her.

everyone looked at her than back to you.

sirius was the first one to quickly chase after her as remus approached you, "you really are nothing like her." he berated, grabbing her bag and notebook before exiting as well.

slughorn was entirely lost, not understanding why everyone's leaving. you put your head in your hands, not understanding how a simple heartbreak could turn into you hurting others.

you didn't want to hurt aurora but how could you be with someone who was practically your competition?

before you knew it, the bell had rung, signaling it was time for a rest period.

you were walking in the hall, lost in your thoughts as you bumped into someone, apologizing quickly as you looked up to see sirius.

you rolled your eyes, almost walking away as he grabbed onto your wrist, "why did you hurt aurora?" he looked furious.

you scoffed, "you clearly don't understand what happened so please stop talking to me as if you do!" you snatched your wrist away.

"even though she refuses to tell us what happened, i still know you said something vindictive just because we want her." he argued.

you slapped him, pointing your finger in his face, "don't you fucking dare make this about you, any of you. i kissed aurora in the bathroom the other day and i was hard on her for rejecting me, that's the reason. it wasn't about you guys because quite frankly, i don't give a shit about any of you and i regret a relationship with all of you." you asserted, moving past him as you knocked his shoulder. his mouth was gaped in confusion and shock.

you didn't want to out aurora in the process and you knew you couldn't let sirius get off thinking that you would make aurora cry over them. it would be right to take the blame, aurora never deserved your harsh words and you knew it.

you went outside to relax your mind, you were glad to see no one else there.

you opened your notebook and began writing for what felt like hours and it had been in fact a few hours.

you didn't even feel a person sit next you before she spoke, "thank you."

you looked up from your notebook, confused, "for what?" you asked.

"for not telling sirius." she smiled at you.

"i mean that wouldn't be right of me and i never meant to hurt your feelings." you sighed in between your words, "you are so kind and pretty all around and i lash out without thinking and i know it's not your fault that they like you but it just hurt."

she took your hand in hers, rubbing your knuckles with her thumb, "they don't deserve either of us, i made sure they knew that."

you looked at her with a smile as she continued, "ever since i saw you that first day i arrived, i thought you were the prettiest thing i had ever seen and i knew that the only person that would have my eyes would be you. you are thoughful, compassionate, and brave which is what i enjoy about you, i have seen everything you do and it has not left my mind since. seeing you cry that day had hurt me and all i wanted to do was be with you." she explained, "and between me and you, i begged slughorn to switch james and i." she smiled.

you looked at her, surprised.

in that moment, you knew that you weren't meant to be with the marauders but that there was someone who actually cared about you and your feelings and that you knew would never leave you.

for once, you actually felt safe.

you rubbed her soft cheek, causing her to blush tint pink. you hesitated, leaning in to kiss her. you took her in her pink lips, softer than you had imagined.

you pulled back to see her reaction as she grinned brightly, kissing you back deeply.

and you agreed then and there,

that you would never go back to black.

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maraudersmyloves · 3 months

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Ooooo hii!! I was wondering if you could do something fluffy like the reader saying that they love one of the marauders last names and them being witty and replying that if they want it they can have it. idk its something i think about but dunno how to execute. <3

I know this request is quite old but I was looking through them and found this so yeah

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Pairing: bestfriend!James Potter x reader

Warnings: The reader being kind of stupid and oblivious, one use of Y/N

Word count: 580

Disclaimer 1: Everything on this Blog is fiction!!!

"If you want". :☆｡ﾟ. ───

You groan in frustration causing Remus to force his attention away from Sirius, drawing his eyeliner, and instead to you. Giving you a confused look from his place on the big armchair and James stops massaging your head to look down at you in his lap in concern, "Did I hurt you, love?"

You're too distracted by the thoughts running around in your head. Potter, what a name. It feels like it was written for a book, you once looked up its meaning, someone who makes Pottery, and ended up spending two hours thinking about whether James would make pottery and if yes what kind, what shapes, what colors, how messy?

You would've been going down the same rabbit hole right now if Peter hadn't thrown a pen at you. It hits you right in the stomach causing you to sit up and glare at Peter sitting on the floor and drawing. "What the fuck was that for???"

He grins, "Prongs was asking you a question, airhead!"

Before you can respond James cuts in "Hey! Let's not get mean." He pulls you back in his Lap ignoring Peter mocking him and Sirius snorting out a laugh.

You smile up at him, he is truly beautiful inky curls fall into his face as he looks down at you. His golden glasses frame his hazel eyes. His eyes always remind you of home. Your dream home. Some comfortable cottage near the woods where you would one day settle down with somebody, you don't know who but someone that fits the scene like James would.

"What was your question, potter?" He raises his eyebrows in surprise, looking at you like you just told him you saw a flying pig. "Potter?"

You feel a giddy feeling spread in your body and a few small chuckles leave your mouth while asking, "that is your name, no?"

James starts laughing with you, he doesn't know why he's laughing but he can't help it. He feels ever not laughing along with you would be a crime. He tries to pretend he's pouting over the name but it truly does sound beautiful out of your mouth. He loves it when you say his name.

"It's Jamie to you"

You whine, confusing James even more. Since when did you stop liking that nickname? Is he going to have to settle for James? It doesn't feel as personal, everyone calls him James. The other girls call him Potter and the boys call him Prongs. Only you call him Jamie and he'd quite like to keep hearing it.

"But Potter is such a nice last name, I wish I had that kind of name." You sigh, as you let the name sit on your tongue, Y/N Potter. It really is pretty. It feels fitting like you've just found the last piece of a puzzle you've already given up on under the couch.

James smirks down at you and starts stroking your hair, "Yeah, you like it?"

You hum in agreement, before closing your eyes and letting yourself melt into his lap. The comforting warmth of his fingers when they start massaging your scalp again removing all the tension from your body.

"If you want... you can have it."

"That would be nice. But how? I mean nothing against your parents but I don't want to be adopted. I like my parents already and what other way would there be?"

You hear James chuckle and murmur a small "You'll see."

#fluff #headcanon #marauders #marauders headcanon #marauders era #james potter x y/n #james potter x you #james potter headcanon #james potter fluff #james potter x reader

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buckys-wintersoldier · 2 months

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Always loved you | Bucky Barnes

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 -> Roommate!BestFriend!Bucky Barnes x Roommate!BestFriend!Female!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 -> After another argument with his girlfriend Bucky comes to you, looking for comfort and love. And he tells you more than just his about the argument with the girl, he tells you about the feelings he has for you.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 -> 1.258

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 -> (G) arguing, past trauma, a lot of fluff

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ->

Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Divider made by @firefly-graphics.

The door slams shut, and you flinch softly on your bed, tears streaming down your cheeks. You’re curled up, arms wrapped around your legs. Not even the voices coming from the television stop you from hearing the loud argument between Bucky and his girlfriend. They often shout at each other, they slam the door, and sometimes you hear someone punching the wall, probably Bucky. You grew up in a family where violence was always a thing to get the kids under control, or your dad made your mom do things he wanted her to do. But since you’re living with Bucky, you feel better, and you know that your best friend takes care of you. His girlfriend is really jealous, and Bucky likes to spend some time with his best friend.

When you hear a loud noise and something breaking just behind you, you know he punched the wall and probably broke it. Then you hear a groan and him opening his door.

“You- Do you think you can tell me that I can’t spend time with my best friend because she is a girl?” he asks loudly, and you flinch even more, whimpering softly.

“I’m your girlfriend, but I feel like you prefer her, do you?”

For a moment, it’s quiet, and you listen, wanting to know if he prefers you before his girlfriend. It would make you happy, especially since you’re in love with your best friend but never admitted it in front of him. He has his girlfriend, and you really don’t want to be between those two. Even though you’re in love with him, you always comfort him after an argument with his girlfriend, making sure he feels better, and he often just falls asleep with you in his arms or with his head on your stomach while you run your fingers through his hair.

“James?”

“Fuck- Yeah. I do prefer her, oke?” he says, quieter, and he runs his fingers along his stubble, looking at his girlfriend.

You swallow hard; did you hear him right? Your heart beats loudly against your ribcage, and a small smile forms on your lips. Your belly starts to tingle softly.

“Do you fuck her?”

“No. Do you think I betray you? Can we talk outside? We don’t need to let everyone know about our arguments,” Bucky says, knowing about your past with your dad.

When you hear a few footsteps, you breathe out softly, turning toward the television before you hear the door closing, and you continue watching the movie. But you can’t really focus on the movie; your thoughts are filled with their conversation. Will she convince Bucky to move in with her? Is she really forbidding him to spend time with you, or will she be there then? Does Bucky really mean that he prefers you? Your mind is running wild, and you groan softly.

In the middle of the night, you hear the door opening and closing quietly. You are still awake, so you hear when Bucky walks through the floor, then he opens your door, looking into the room and seeing the television, which is still on. He smiles softly when he sees you in one of his shirts, wrapped in your blanket, lying on your bed.

“Doll, are you already asleep?” he asks as quietly as possible.

“No, you can come in,” you mumble and turn towards him, slowly sitting up with your back against the headboard.

Bucky walks closer, taking off his pants and hoodie before he gets into bed next to you. You lift your blanket, and Bucky slides under it, his leg touching yours softly. He sits next to you, looking at you, before he smiles even wider, his hand making its way to your cheek, and he captures it before he strokes his thumb over your soft skin. He often does it, and the feeling his touches leave makes your knees weak, and the tingling feeling just grows inside of you.

“Are you alright? I’m sorry for punching the wall and that we shouted,” Bucky says, his thumb caressing your cheek.

“It’s oke. But why did you two argue once again?” you ask softly, so he knows he doesn’t have to tell you when he doesn’t want to tell you about his girlfriend.

“We- You know she is so jealous; I just don’t get it. Maybe I do, but I don’t tell anyone, you know?”

“Mhm, do you mean you have feelings for someone else who isn’t she?”

Bucky nods. You know him better than someone else, and he doesn’t even have to say so, but you know he has feelings for someone who isn’t his girlfriend. You don’t know if you feel excited or want to throw up because he could like you, but maybe he just sees you as his best friend and loves someone else?

“You know, it’s the difference between both of them. I don’t want the jealousy anymore. I prefer comfort, love, and spending time together. Not just someone who is mad because I love my best friend,” Bucky says, and you smile softly.

“Have you told her that you like her, or does only your girlfriend know it?”

“Ex-Girlfriend. And both know that I love the other girl, the one that makes me really happy.”

“What did she say?”

Bucky chuckles; his beautiful blue eyes light up even though it’s almost dark. They glisten when he licks with his tongue along his lips. His thumb is still moving slowly over your cheek, and his eyes are piecing in your eyes.

“She asked me if I told the girl that I liked her or if I just told my ex about it,” he says, and you gasp, recognizing that it’s you he is talking about.

“You- you love me?”

“I always have. I have never not loved you. You were always my priority, my safe place, my home, and the one I loved. But I didn’t know you felt the same way for me,” he says, blushing softly.

He looks adorable with the slight red on his cheeks, and the soft and shy smile underlines his sweetness once more. You smile softly, parting your lips softly, while a shaky breath leaves your lips. The warmth of his hand is rushing through your body, and you pull yourself more against your best friend.

“I-I love you, too,” you mumble, still looking into his beautiful steel blue eyes.

The moment those words leave your lips, he is grinning like the Cheshire Cat. His eyes light up like the stars at night, like the sun, and you know that smile, that embrace, that man - he is your home, the love of your life, everything for you.

“C-Can I-“ Bucky stutters, feeling so insecure now.

He never felt like that with a girl around, but with you, it’s different. You really mean something to him, and he doesn’t want to mess things up. For him, you’re everything, his world, his whinging stars. And being unsure isn’t something he is used to feeling, but you adore his shyness and cuteness around you.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks quietly.

His expression changed from a happy one to an insecure one before changing back to a happy one. Especially when you nod and he leans closer to press his lips on yours. The soft, plumb lips you have always looked at touch yours in a soft and wonderful first kiss. It’s promising so much: the eternity, the love, the trust, the promise to be one another’s forever and ever.

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨

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siriuslysmoking · 1 year

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HEY BABESSSS

I’m like completely in love with your writing and I NEED to read a sub!innocent!bestfriend!james… wouldn’t that be fucking amazing? Reader catches him humping a pillow or something because “it hurts down there” and she decides to help with his ache :(( that would be so cute

Need some help?

Pairing: Sub!BestFriend!James x Softdom!reader

warnings: not proof read (cuz I don’t want to), smut, smut with a plot-ish, pet names ( bub, baby boy ect.), sub/dom relations, mommy kink, pillow humping, not edited cuz I’m lazy (tell me if I missed something!)

Words: 662

Summary: James had this feeling all day, it aches, he needs your help.

notes: Bro I have to work in the morning but I just cannot go to bed before I write this. Lmao, sorry i've been MIA with my writing just been doing school, had family in town, and you know, depression 🤪. I'm in love with sub!james, it's just a must at this point.

James had been acting weird all day, you didn't know what it was, but you were in your last class of the day when you saw him squirming in his seat in potions class

You quietly put your hand on his bouncing leg, “you okay Jamie?” He nods at your words but his eyes don’t reach yours, “James?” You speak in a more stern voice.

“I’m fine!” He says in an angry whisper, moving your hand from his thigh while he faces the front of the class. You raised your eyebrows in question, looking behind you to see Remus who just shrugs.

Now it was after dinner and neither you or the guys had seen James since class. As you go on a search to find him, the boys decide to go to honeydukes for his favorite sweets since he had a rough day. They also said that they might get a pint and asked if you wanted to join, but you declined and headed up to Gryffindor tower to find the bespectacled boy.

It didn’t take you long hearing cries from his dorm quickening your pace. Once you get to his wooden door you open it without question hearing him sniffle with a whimper. You were expecting for James to have tears in his eyes, he did, but what you weren’t prepared for was him straddling his pillow. Pathetically humping it, searching for relief. You quickly shut the door, catching his attention.

“Jamie…” you trailed, walking closer, “what are you doing, bub?”

“Hurts.” He slowed his movements but didn’t stop, continuing to shift up and down his pillow. “‘S bad.”

“Need some help?” You cooed, stepping closer, so that you were looking down on him, knees touching the bed frame.

He nodded, stopping his movements as you ran your fingers through his unruly hair. “Lemme take care of you. Lay down for me.”

He did as asked, “such a good boy.” He whimpered at that and you straddled his thighs, laying his head softly on the pillow at the head of the bed. “Where does it hurt?”

“Down there.” He looked down at his lap, to his aching tent. You hummed as you looked to him for permission with your hands on the button of his pants. He lifted his hips for you, which you took as a yes.

You pulled his pants down just so you could pull his cock out. “S’ pretty, bubba.”

He hummed as your hand stroked him up and down painfully slowly, “please, momma.”

You quickened your pace, “what’s got you so worked up?”

“Skirt.” He looked down at your lap.

“Y’ like my new skirt?”

“S’much.” He whimpered, trusting up into your hand as your thumb stroked a bead of precum off his tip. He let out high-pitched moans and you knew he was close.

“Feels weird, momma.”

“I know, Jamie, let go f’me.” That’s when he let out another whimper, one hand gripping the sheets, and the other having a death grip on your thigh. His cum shot onto his stomach where his shirt had ridden up.

“Thank you.” He sighed, staring at you with faded eyes. You quickly casted a cleaning spell when you saw him getting uncomfy.

He whined as you stood up, “just gonna grab you some clothes, Jamie.” He nodded, laying back down as you searched through his trunk, searching for sweatpants for him to get out of his school trousers.

Once you got him dressed and his eyes seemed to come back to you, you heard the loud commotion of the boys getting back. Sirius was the first to enter, you and James were sitting up in his bed.

Peter tossed a bag of treats on James’ lap. “Feelin’ better, Prongs?” Remus asked, sitting on his own bed.

James nodded with a smile, meeting your eye, and then resting his head on your shoulder as you both watched Sirius and Peter fight over who would get the last chocolate frog.

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cattordi · 11 months

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a/n hi, sorry i’m advance about the ending it’s kinda awkward. this is part 3 to my “series”

summary it’s been over a year since the last time you and bucky, y’know ;), and he has something to tell you

pairings brothers bestfriend!mechanic! bucky barnes x post college! reader

warnings smut, pleasure kink, breeding, face fucking, choking, spanking, foul language, jealousy, fluff, angst, possessive!bucky, sir kink, rough sex, etc 18+ MINORS DNI

part 1 || part 2

lover

within a year, you learned so much about yourself—your desires— and they weren’t what the man in front of you had to offer.

“so you recently got of college?” jason ask as he whips his mouth with a napkin.

jason has been asking you out for a few weeks since you started your new job and you repeatedly let him down until a few days ago; and now you’re on a date a restaurant close to your job.

“yes, i graduated about three months ago.” you say. this whole “date” your answers to him have been short but he won’t take a hint.

“how was your graduation?” he ask and thoughts fill your mind of your graduation ceremony, everyone was there but him.

bucky.

james buchanan barnes.

just thought of him made you feel good.

“it was boring and long.” you mutter while taking a sip of your water. jason’s eyes meet your after a few unwanted seconds of silence.

he wasn’t unattractive, he just wasn’t bucky.

and that’s who you have been craving this past year.

emotionally and physically.

your brother mentioned him less and less as the year went on which confused you. but you missed him and even when you said you were done with him, you both knew you weren’t done with each other.

“y/n?” jason says and you snap back into reality. “you good? i’ve called your name like five times.”

“i’m sorry, i spaced out.”

“i can see that,” he begins and rolls his eyes in irritation which takes everything in you not to throw a chair at him.

“you were calling my name?” you question as he circled the ice in his drink around—annoyingly.

“yeah, i just want to ask if you knew who that was.” he snaps putting emphasis on the that.

turning your head slowly you see someone you didn’t plan on seeing ever again, bucky.

turning back around you start, “i don’t know who that is.”

yeah it was lying but you didn’t care.

“well he needs to stop staring.” jason groans, taking a bite of his steak.

you look down at your pasta, seeing it looking as if it hadn’t been touched.

so to get into buckys head, you indulge in your date a tad bit more.

grabbing your fork, you stab at the pasta and plop some in your mouth. you can feel his eyes on you—scanning your body.

“finally…” jason whispers to himself but you happen to hear. you cock an eyebrow at him and he laughs, “you’re eating.”

conversation sparks for thirty more minutes before your date comes to a close. “it was nice spending tonight with you.” jason says as he holds your door open to head outside.

it’s fairly warm outside so you don’t need to slide your jacket on. “it was nice hanging out with you too.” you say and smile at him.

he smiles back and silence falls over the two of you like a rain cloud in a cartoon.

“i hope we can do this again,” he begins and pulls you into an awkward hug. you fall into his embrace and wrap your arms limply around him.

after a few more seconds, you both part ways and you walk down the sidewalk feeling accomplished.

you know you managed to piss bucky off, you could feel it off him. the few times you’d catch glimpses at him, he looked like he could kill jason with his bare hands. only time would tell when he would-

“y/n are you fucking insane?” a familiar voice snaps you out your thoughts. “are you fucking insane?”

bucky was holding your arm tightly after he pulled you into a side alley. “no why?” you ask sweetly.

his hand closes around your throat so quickly you don’t even see it happen. “hm i don’t know. maybe because you’re walking home not even paying fucking attention. and then on top of that you act like you don’t fucking know me,” he begins and you can see the heat behind his eyes, “what type of man lets women walk home by themselves? i could kill him.”

with every word, he grip tightens to the point where you’re sure there’s marks on your neck.

his grip on your neck loosens, “james let it rest it’s been a year!” you groan and you can see every emotion pass his face.

“james? fucking hell y/n, you shut me out! i didn’t shut you out.” he begins, “you know i’ve wanted you since i met you and when i had you, you didn’t want me enough.”

“why weren’t you at my graduation?” you mumble and his eyes soften, “why weren’t you at my fucking graduation?” you yell and push him.

anger crosses his face again, “don’t fucking push me. i understand you’re upset but i have more of a right to be upset than you.”

you know it’s true but you can’t help but push his buttons, “why weren’t you at my fucking graduation?”

“i’m not telling you.”

“tell me.”

“no.”

“yes.”

“no.”

“yes.”

“no.”

“y-“

“because i was to fucking afraid you’d break my heart again! and you fucking did. acting like you didn’t know me. that’s fucked up y/n.”

“it was so jason wouldn’t-“

“you know me y/n so never in your fucking life act like you don’t know me.” he groans before his lips attack yours.

like it’s an instinct you kiss back hard and with need. “oh fuck i’ve missed you.” he says, “but i’m not taking you here.”

the thought of it makes you wet and you rub your legs to create friction. bucky quickly takes notice and he chuckles, “such a needy slut.”

the sounds of him degrading you make you feel even more hot and bothered as he guides you down the street. you have a hard time keeping up with his steps but you make it to his apartment building and into his apartment in no time.

before you can take in your surroundings, buckys mouth is back on yours again. he backs you into his bed, causing your to fall back. “i missed you so much.” you whimper.

“i know baby.” he groans while pulling your leggings down revealing the black lace thong you opted to wear. “was this for him?” he ask and you stay quiet.

a hard smack lands on your thigh, “was this for him?” after his question he pulls on the band of your thong and snaps it onto your skin. “no.” you wince.

“no what?”

“no sir.”

“that’s what i thought.”

though you hadn’t talked to bucky in awhile, you always remembered how dominant he was. “sit up.”

you do so but you’re quickly pulled to the floor. as soon as bucky begins undoing his belt, you know what’s about to take place. “open your mouth.”

you do so slowly, he shoves his dick in your mouth forcing you to open wider. “fuccckkk.”

he thrust into your mouth at an uncontrollable speed, hitting the back of your throat each time. “mmmhphh.” you try to say around his length but the vibrations make him even more turn on.

‘you’re too big’

“you’re taking me so well baby.” he groans while continuously thrusting into your mouth. your grip on the back of his legs tighten as he slows his thrust down. “fuck!” he moans while pulling out your throat.

spit is rolling down your chest heading south. “y/n?”

“yes sir?” you mutter while looking up into his eyes. danger and mystery fill his eyes, “i’m gonna fuck every thought with another man out your mind.” he begins while pulling your onto the bed and flipping you on your stomach, “you want to know why?”

you’re so dazed you don’t answer until a smack lands on your ass and you gasp, “why?”

“because your mine.” and with that he rips the thong off with one movement and enters you. you gasp and moan at the feelings you’ve been longing for. “holy fuck i forgot how tight you were.”

“i’ve missed y- ugh.” you begin but his finger finds your clit as his other hands arches your back a bit more making him hit your g spot a different way.

“baby you feel so good.” he groans, his hips snapping into yours with desire.

he continues thrusting and rubbing your clit until he says something neither of you expect, “tell me your regret it.”

“what?” you moan.

“tell. me. you. regret. it.” he says sternly, smacking your ass with every word.

“tell you i regret what?” you say but he stops moving at that question.

“y/n..” he begins before pulling you into his chest and gripping your throat. “tell me you regret leaving me,” the thrust start again, “tell me your regret going on a date!”

the new angle he’s hitting feels ten times better. “tell me you fucking regret it.” he grunts while pinching your colt.

“i..” you begin but your orgasm is getting closer.

“y/n i swear if you don’t fucking say it.” bucky says before rubbing your clit again.

he builds your orgasm all the way up before slowing down, “bucky i was gonna cum.” you half whine while leaning into him for friction.

“well if i don’t get what i want, you’re shit out of luck.” he says and you purposely tighten around him, “you were too cock drunk to even understand what i was saying, so now tell me y/n. did you regret it?”

“yes sir.” you say and he starts thrusting again.

“say it.”

“i regret it.” you moan as he speeds up and your orgasm builds back up quickly. you lay your head on buckys shoulder as he continues fucking you maliciously. “oh fuck bucky i’m gonna come.”

“say it again.”

“i regret it.”

“say it again. i can feel you tightening around me.”

“i regret it sir.” a few seconds of panting and loaning pass before you speak again. “bucky i’m gonna-“

“say it.”

“i regret it!”

“say it.”

“i regret it!” this time you say it when as you come. white flashes take over your vision as you moan the loudest you think you’ve ever. arching your back into him, bucky fucks through your orgasm causing more and more pleasure as another builds up.

“holy fuck y/n, your pretty cunt was made for me.” bucky moans while his thrust become static. you immediately feel even more filled as bucky comes in you. “you feel so good.”

you fall one the bed with him still in you, at the feeling of your legs turning week. “bucky?”

his jeans are already pulled up when you look up at him. “yes?”

“i’m sorry.” you mumble. he smiled in return before hovering over you. “i want us to work, but you know how my brother is and.. i don’t know. it was easier to reject you than face the truth and what i wanted.”

“it’s okay.” he starts before plopping a small kiss on your mouth. “promise me something?”

“yes?”

“don’t leave me.”

a wave or sadness goes through you as you cup his face, “never. we aren’t done, remember?”

with that he smiles and rolls over so you’re on top of him. “i’ve never been done with you y/n. it’s just you and me.”

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Come back to you

Bucky x pregnant!reader

What happens when a time travel mission ends up with a version of Bucky from the 40′s standing on the time travel platform.

Warnings: FLUFFFFF, sweet charming 40′s Bucky, time travel, teensiest bit of angst.

“Buck, are you sure about this” You shuffled nervously by the platform Bucky was standing on, his latest mission requiring him to travel through a time portal. It wasn’t something he hadn’t done before but time travel was still tricky and the last thing you wanted was something happening to Bucky.

Especially now.

“I’ll be fine doll” Bucky assured you, holding onto a device Tony had made to gather information, the time stamp on the portal set to 1943. All he had to do was locate the coordinates he was given, scan a few documents and return to the present. Ever since you found out you were pregnant, Bucky pulled himself out of high risk missions but this seemed easy enough and he was the only one familiar with the location. “Promise I’ll come right back to you in just a few seconds babygirl”

He gave you a wink, kissing your cheek before nodding to Bruce who was by the machine console, rechecking the timestamps and settings so all Bucky had to do was press a button on his suit when he was ready to come back. You held your breath, standing back while the platform lit to life, a flash of white nearly making Bucky disappear instantly. While the mission could feel like minutes to hours for him, it would be mere seconds for you.

You fidgeted with your fingers while Steve monitored Bucky’s tracker, getting the platform ready for him to return. You nearly let out the breath you were holding, seeing a green light indicate Bucky had pressed the button to return and you’d have him back in your arms again.

“Alright, the portal is stable, he’ll be back in 5...4...3...2...1″

The bright light flashed again, the super soldier standing right where he’d left, not a hair out of place. Bucky blinked, looking down at his suit, frozen on the spot before looking to his best friend, the only person he seemed to recognize in the room.

“St-Steve?”

“Buck” Steve’s brows furrowed noting the way Bucky’s eyes darted around the room with a confused look on his face.

“Where-where am I?” Bucky whipped his head around, before looking to his best friend again for answers. “What am I wearing?” He looked down at his hands, eyes growing wide when he saw his metal one, flexing his vibranium digits. “My arm?”

He looked like a lost puppy, unable to move from where he was standing, nearly pinching himself because he had to be dreaming. “What’s going on punk, where am I, why-why does everything look so different, where are we?”

You felt sick to your stomach as your husband looked at you for not more than a second having no idea who you were, having no idea where he was himself. He tugged at the sleek material of the tac suit with an expression of fascination and horror, his flesh hand tracing over the metal one.

“Steve, whats going on?” You looked over to him, blinking back tears, already feeling panic rise in your chest, desperately hoping the time travel made Bucky a little delirious, something a bit of rest would fix. Steve swallowed thickly, slowly approaching Bucky, something telling him the confusion was more complex than just being shaken from time travel.

“What year is it, Buck”

Bucky looked at Steve with furrowed brows but answered anyway.

“1943″

“Your full title?”

“Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes of the 107th” He replied with confidence, not a hint of humor in his voice. He stood with the confidence of a soldier, shoulders rolled back, with a strong stance. Steve nodded while Bruce immediately started to fiddle with the portal, understanding the mission had altered something in Bucky. The Bucky that stood before everyone was physically from the present but his mind was from the 40′s.

“Just give me a sec Buck, I’ll be with you in a minute” Steve keep his voice light, not wanting to worry his bestfriend further. He took away the device Bucky was holding, leading him to stand away from the platform while he gently led you away to speak with Bruce. “Banner, what the hell”

“His departure was fine but there must have been a glitch with the portal coming back. When Barnes travelled back, something warped with his memories; right now he’s Bucky from 1943. He doesn’t have any recollection of anything after that” Bruce continued to press at buttons while carefully watching Bucky walk around the lab, his face softening in sympathy.

Bucky eyes held child like wonder, staring at the high ceilings and vast technology he couldn’t even begin to comprehend. He found himself wandering around the room, waiting for his bestfriend to tell him what was going on, distracting himself with science in the mean time.

He always loved science.

Tony and Sam joined the lab after a few frantic text messages; Tony joining Bruce in trying to figure out what went wrong whereas Sam had come to check on you and make sure you were okay. Sam sat down with you, gently squeezing your hand in his, not wanting stress to end up hurting you or the pregnancy.

“He doesn’t remember me” You blinked back tears, your hand coming up to rest on your swollen belly, watching Bucky stare at the other creations Tony had lying around on the tables, in his own little world of fascination and utter confusion.

“Look, we’re gonna get him back. Remember when Scott returned as a baby and then an old man 10 seconds later and he wasn’t sure which version of himself shit his pants?” He gave you a comforting smile, taking you put of the lab to rest while Steve made his way over to Bucky. “C’mon mama, terminator would wage war on all of us if we didn’t take care of you. He’s gonna be okay, he’d want you to be taking care of yourself first”

Steve kept Bucky occupied for the time being, not wanting to confuse him with too much, only explaining a few things to him such as the metal arm. Bucky understood bits and pieces, such as something about time travel, war and something else about a mad scientist. Any details about you were left out, not wanting to complicate things further.

Over the next few days, Bucky was learning to adjust to the modern world all over again, staying in Steve’s room while Tony and Bruce worked on resetting the portal. You kept your distance from him, going about your routine as best as you could along with a sadness pulling at your heart when you didn’t have him by your side.

The bed was too cold.

It wasn’t comfortable when he wasn’t there to be your human body pillow.

He wasn’t there to cuddle up with when you were feeling needy.

He wasn’t immediately by your side with chamomile tea that soothed any nausea you felt, always knowing when you needed some without you saying anything.

He wasn’t there with his warm and cool hands to sooth the kicks that nudged in your belly; your Bucky would always have his hands on you, obsessed with his pretty angel all full of him.

Now you had to wait.

But even Bucky from 1943 couldn’t take his eyes off you.

“Whose that?” Bucky pointed over at you, having noticed that you spent a lot of time alone, no partner by your side though you were clearly very pregnant and nearing your due date. You had come to the kitchen to make some tea, not realizing both super soldiers were grabbing a snack after a morning run, deciding to continue with what you were doing instead of leaving abruptly. Steve glanced over to where Bucky was looking at, his eyes growing wide noticing the concerned look on his best friends face.

“This is y/n” Steve nodded for you to come over, letting his hand rest on your back to give you some support while Bucky gave you a boyish smile. “Y/n, this is my best friend, the very James Buchanan Barnes, the same punk I’ve told you a lot about”

“You can just call me Bucky”

“Nice to meet you” You gave him a soft smile, returning his charming one, feeling butterflies all over again just like the first time you had met him. Your cheeks grew warm when he gave you his hand, immediately asking if you needed help with anything else.

“You need us to get you anything, doll? Why don’t you go rest in the living room, I can bring this to you once the waters boiled” He sent you away so you could get off your feet, watching you with heart eyes as you waddled away out of the kitchen. He then shook his head, remembering that you probably had a husband and it wasn’t right for him to look at you that way.

Steve shook his head at Bucky’s antics as the brunette grabbed a bag of chamomile tea before pouring the water in and checking the temperature before bringing it over to you. He didn’t linger around too much, wanting to be respectful, letting you relax while he made his way back to Steve.

However, each day his curiosity only grew. Between passing good mornings and shy smiles, he couldn’t help but wonder why no one ever mentioned anything about your partner or spouse. It had been nearly 3 weeks and you were always alone. He wasn’t one to pry and he definitely didn’t want to come off as nosy or seem like he wanted to know your business.

Still.

He didn’t like that he hadn’t seen anyone by your side the whole time.

12:45 AM

Bucky’s ears perked up when he heard soft footsteps padding towards the kitchen, setting down the book he was reading to find your tired face, your hand resting on your baby bump. He felt something tug at his heart seeing sleep still etched on your face, hair still tousled, your other hand supporting your back. He sprung to his feet, leading you to sit down before you could say anything, crouching down while keeping your hand in his.

“What do you need doll, should I get some water started?” He gave you a gentle squeeze when you nodded, hearing the faint rumble of your tummy, “Maybe a snack too” He grinned, getting up and filling a kettle and rummaging through the fridge to cut up some fruit, adding a double chocolate cookie on the side.

“There ya go, can’t have you goin’ back to be hungry” He gave you a wink, sitting down beside you with his own mug.

“Thank you, Bucky” You couldn’t help but giggle at the cookie he proudly added to your plate.

“You don’t have to thank me sweets, I’m happy to help” Bucky insisted, pleased to see you munch on the fruit with a satisfied hum, chuckling when your eyes rolled back as you sunk your teeth into the cookie. “Can’t have you doin’ all this by yourself”

“Well, I’m not by myself when you’re around” You gave him a light hearted smile, wishing you could slink into his arms and feel him wrap you up, blinking back tears that stung your eyes.

“You’re doin’ this alone?” Bucky looked at you with wide eyes, shock evident in his voice, a sliver of anger slipping through. How could anyone abandon someone as sweet as you, especially when you were carrying their child.

“I-um-sort of-” You nodded, hoping to keep your emotions at bay, swallowing the lump in your throat.

No.

You’re right here.

But you’re so far away

Your mind was screaming but there was nothing else you could say, taking a sip of your tea to keep yourself from sniffling.

“I’m sorry sweets, bet you’re real strong though. Always smilin’ like sunshine” Bucky sat closer to you, resting his hand on top of yours, holding it softly. He gave you one of his classic dashing smiles, washing up your cup and plate before walking you back up stairs and wishing you a good night. You snuggled up in your sheets with a content sigh; whether it was Bucky from the 40′s or Bucky from today, both were still sweet and protective as ever.

You made your way downstairs with your shopping list in hand, growing fed up with the lack of potato chips in the cupboards and still needing to get baby supplied with your due date growing even closer. You slipped on a comfy sun dress, stepping into the elevator and passing through the common room. You paused at the sight of your Bucky, his nose tucked in a book again, the sunlight from the ceiling high windows making his skin glow. You adored the slight scrunch of his nose as his eyes flicked over the words, heavily engrossed in another sci-fi novel, his favorite thing to read after raiding Steve’s library.

“Good morning’ doll” He peeked up from his book, giving you a bright smile, noting you were dressed to go out, “goin’ somewhere?”

“Just going to get some fresh air, stop by the store for some things I need”

“Is anyone going with you?” Bucky set down his book, looking over his shoulder to see if someone was going to accompany you, frowning when he saw there was no one else.

“I’ll be fine Bucky, really-”

“Not a chance, my ma would have my head if I just let you go out alone, especially right now” Bucky shook his head, shoving a bookmark between the pages and setting it on the coffee table. “Pretty dame like you shouldn’t be going out alone. Steve can grab what you need from the store, just give him the list. I’ll take you out for a walk"

Bucky kept his hand gently at the small of your back, the other holding your hand as you both walked though the park, keeping his eyes trained everywhere, making sure you were safe.

“Are you feelin’ alright?” He asked, always pausing incase you felt tired, concerned etched on his face whenever you huffed, firming his grip around you. “Let’s get you home sweets”

As you both walked back home, you missed your Bucky even more, a part of you enjoying spending time with the sweet care free man from the 40′s, another part of you desperately missing your husband. Once you got back, Tony was waiting for you, taking you over to the lab where Bruce was still tinkering away, both men looking exhausted from endless nights of no sleep.

“Good news, we’re almost ready, should be good to go in just a few days” Tony smiled, noting your face fall ever so slightly, your heart jumping because you’d finally get Bucky back but you’d miss the young soldier version of him.

“You’re gonna miss pre-grumpy terminator, huh” Tony chuckled, while you playfully rolled your eyes, waddling back to the kitchen, following the scent of something sweet that caught your attention. You smiled at the sight of Bucky moving gracefully around the kitchen, every so often asking FRIDAY questions, his eyes lighting up with joy each time the AI answered. You didn’t want to disturb him, quietly entering until you felt a strong kick to your side.

“Oof-”

Bucky looked up to see your face scrunch, dropping the spoon he was holding and making his way to you.

“Doll? What’s wrong, are you okay?”

“They’re kicking” You smiled, resting your hands over your tummy, trying to soothe the movement but to no avail. They only responded to their daddy.

“They?” Bucky’s eyes grew wide, taking in what you just said while you nodded, taking his hands in yours and placing them on your belly where the babies fluttered, their little feet pressing against your skin.

“Two baby boys”

“S’like you got me and Stevie in there” Bucky chuckled, his eyes sparking in awe feeling the movement in your belly, “Causin’ a ruckus for their ma. Can I get somethin’ for ya?” He gave you a boyish smile, ushering you to sit down.

“They seem to respond to you” You hummed, feeling your little ones settle after Bucky’s hands rested on your stomach, something that seemed to soothe all three of you. “Sometimes they only rest when I walk around, tire all of us out”

Bucky thought for a moment, his face glowing when an idea popped into his head.

“Steve just showed me how to work this, not that it makes much sense” Bucky fidgeted with his phone for a bit, his tongue sticking out with his focus. He pulled up a playlist of 40′s music, picking something slow before setting the phone down and helping you back on your feet, “Maybe this will help”

“What are you doing Bucky” You giggled as Bucky took your hand in his and twirled you towards him, your hands resting on his chest. He kept his hands around your baby bump, rubbing soft circles on your sensitive skin, dancing with you in the kitchen.

“I’ll be gentle” he started to sway with you, humming along to the soft music, “Can’t have those little punks tiring you out, mama” You allowed yourself to melt into his touch, turning your body to the side so you could rest your head against his chest, hearing the same steady beat of his heart that grounded you. You nearly fell asleep with the way he held you, keeping you and your babies safe, his soft scent surrounding you, every muscle in your body relaxing.

“C’mon, I’ll take you up to bed” He whispered when he noticed your eyelids grow heavy, a small yawn slipping past your lips the more you snuggled into his arms. He pushed away the thought of scooping you up into his arms, not wanting to over step his boundaries, holding you close to his side instead as you made your way up the elevator.

“Thank you for that dance, soldier” You gave him a shy smile while he stood by your door, every part of him wanting to hold you for longer.

“You’re a real charmer, sweets” Bucky blushed, his hands still resting on your baby bump, “I’m tellin’ ya, if you were mine...” He caught himself before speaking to much, his cheeks turning peachier.

It was evident things were different in the future.

If he had met you just like this in the 40′s, he would have stepped up and been by your side. Of course, he’d ask you to marry him, have Steve as his best man. He would have wanted to be your man, a good husband to you and a father to your babies if you’d let him. He indulged in his fantasy for a little longer, thinking about the two little boys he’d be happy to call his and perhaps having a baby girl later on.

“What if I was yours” you gazed up at him while he gave you a signature flirty smirk, bright blues twinkling.

“You’d be my darlin’, my sugar” Bucky pressed an innocent kiss to your cheek, blushing more himself when you giggled, returning his kiss to the dimple on his chin.

“Maybe one day, solider”

“I’d like that, babydoll”

You held your breath watching Bucky step on the platform again, repeating back all the instructions Steve had given him, still a little confused about time travel but trusting anything his best friend said.

“Push this button when you get to these coordinates and you’ll come right back” Steve assured him, giving his shoulder a squeeze.

“You sure I won’t die, punk?” Bucky snorted, checking over his tac suit, glancing over to you, wishing he could take you back with him.

Maybe one day.

“Take care of yourself doll” Bucky quickly stepped off the platform to give you another kiss before getting back on with a grin at the wolf whistle from Sam and Tony, waving to those in the room before giving Bruce nod. He disappeared in a flash, your anxiety kicking up again waiting for your Bucky to come back, the green signal lighting up once again, just like last time....

“Alright, 5..4..3..2..1″ Everyone stood in silence as Bucky reappeared once again, blinking just as he had done before, but this time, his eyes landing to you first.

“Bucky?” You whispered, still holding your breath as he stepped towards you, a relieved smile on his face, instantly enveloping you into a hug, inhaling your soft scent, the one that reminded him of home, his heart, his safe space.

“Hey darlin’” He kissed the top of your head, before cupping your face to look at him, peppering soft kisses across your cheek before dropping his hands and slipping them up your shirt to feel your belly, smiling at the feeling of soft flutters and kicks.

“You’re back” You pulled him down for a kiss, letting out a relieved sigh at the feeling of his warm pillowy lips finally on yours again, ignoring the hollering that went on in the background, your hands clutching onto him.

“Told you I’d be back” He smiled against your lips, scooping you into his arms, not wasting another second, taking you straight to your shared bedroom. He set you down gently on your feet before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

“My darlin’ my sugar” He playfully whispered, holding you close to him. You gasped, pulling away to see his lips tick up into a smirk, giving you a wink,

“You-you remember?”

He nodded, pressing another kiss to your lips.

“You said maybe one day” He dropped to his knees, resting his head on your swollen belly, his heart swelling at the feeling of his babies, finally home again with the one person who lightened up his life “Glad to see you’re mine, babydoll”

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