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jessybarnes · 1 year

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Patience

Title: Patience

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!

Word Count: 2,934

Tags: SMUT, angst, fluff, cockwarming, submissive Bucky, handcuffs, drinking, flirting, pet names, maybe slight degradation if you squint, slight dom/sub, masturbation, fingering (female receiving), clit play, permission to cum, edging, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, begging, crying, explicit sexual content, explicit language, and I think that's it.

Written For: @buckybarnesbingo, @sebastianstanbingo, and @anyfandomangstbingo

Square(s) Filled: Y1 - Kink: Cockwarming for Bucky Barnes Bingo // G5 - Submissive!Bucky Barnes for Sebastian Stan Bingo // G2 - Handcuffs for Any Fandom Angst Bingo

Dedicated To: @buckyalpine - I love you, bby ❤️ I really hope you like this 🥺 It's a thank you for all of the amazing content you've put out for us.

Beta(s): Just Grammarly

A/N: I'm so sorry this is bad... I've been so busy these last couple of weeks with Thanksgiving and yesterday was my stepdaughter's birthday and today is my daughter's so I've had basically no time to write. I really hope this isn't terrible, but I'm so sorry if it is. Also, have I already used the below GIF before for one of my fics? Yes. Am I using it again? Yes. Will I probably use it for a future fic? Also, yes. 🤷🏽‍♀️

You sip your drink as you watch Bucky from the bar. Currently, he's smiling at something Steve said, his flesh hand patting the blonde super soldier on the back while his metal one holds his glass of Asgardian mead.

You're not one for parties, but you know it means a lot to Bucky that you're here with him. He's finally rid of the Winter Soldier, the assassin side of him that he's battled to overcome for years, and in true Stark fashion, he threw your boyfriend a party.

It feels like everyone Tony has ever talked to is here, and crowds make you anxious, so the bar is where you'll be until Bucky's ready to go.

Natasha refills your glass and smiles at you warmly, "he's come a long way."

You swirl the amber liquid around a bit before taking a healthy drink.

"He has. I'm so grateful to Wakanda and the Dora Milaje for helping him. It took a while, but we're finally here."

She nods and pours herself a shot, "it's been a long time coming."

"Speaking of coming, I feel like everyone and their mother came to this thing. I don't even know half the people here..."

Nat snorts, "it's Tony, what did you expect?"

"Touché."

A comfortable silence settles between the two of you and you feel yourself starting to unwind.

Finally.

You finish your second drink and motion for Natasha to refill it again. She sets the bottle down and glances over your shoulder shaking her head.

"Looks like one of the secretaries has taken a liking to Barnes."

Well, so much for being able to relax.

You turn in your seat and watch as a pretty blonde touches his arm softly, batting her eyes at him like a giddy schoolgirl.

Bucky doesn't reciprocate, but he doesn't shoo her away either. He looks up at you momentarily and bites his lip before smiling at the girl in front of him. You know he's not really interested in her. He'd never cheat on you. It still doesn't change the fact that he's deliberately flirting with her in front of you though.

Your fingernail taps on the side of your glass as you grow more and more irritated. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and trails her index finger down the front of his shirt.

You grip the glass so hard that your knuckles turn white.

"I'll pay you later, Natasha," you down the rest of your whiskey and slam the glass down on the bar top. "Right now I've got something to take care of."

You push through the crowd and tap the blonde on her shoulder. She whips around and gives you a pointed look, "can I help you?"

"Yeah," you raise an eyebrow, "you can help me by stopping yourself from eye fucking my boyfriend."

Her eyes go wide as she looks from you to Bucky. He shrugs and she huffs before walking away.

You glare up at him and he takes your hand, "oh, come on doll. I was just teasing you."

"Don't doll me, James. You know I don't like seeing you giving someone else that kind of attention."

His free hand wraps around your waist and pulls you into him, "come on, baby. Don't be like that."

Steve chuckles, "I don't know, man. That girl was looking at you like you put the stars in the sky, and it's not like you pushed her away when she touched your chest."

"Who's side are you on, pal?" Bucky narrows his eyes at his best friend.

You've had enough. This party, that girl, Bucky's attitude, all of it, and it stirs a possessiveness inside of you that you haven't felt in a long time.

"It's time to go."

Bucky's eyes go wide, "go? But the party just star-"

"I said it's time to go."

Steve whistles as you drag Bucky toward the elevators, "good luck!"

Once you get him back to your shared bedroom, you shut and flick the lock.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y., please tell anyone who comes to our door that we aren't taking visitors."

"Yes, Miss Y/L/N."

Bucky leans against the wall and looks down at you softly, "I swear I didn't mean to upset-"

"Well, you did. Take your clothes off and lay on the bed."

"Y/N, please just let me properly apologize to you."

Your hands move to your hips and you give him a stern look. To anyone who isn't familiar with your relationship, it would be quite comical seeing your tall, muscular, super-soldier boyfriend being so submissive to you. You know he needs this though, to be able to let go and give himself completely to someone he knows won't hurt him. And who are you to deny him that? Especially since you love the rush of taking control sometimes.

"Don't make me ask you again, James."

Bucky bites his lip as he stands up straight. He pulls the red henley he's wearing over his head, and you watch the movement of his well-defined muscles with hooded eyes. He undoes the button on his jeans and slides them and his boxers down to his ankles before stepping out of them.

"I really am sorry, baby"

"I know you are." You gesture behind him, "I've changed my mind. Sit with your back against the headboard."

He turns to walk over to the bed and you groan at the unimpeded view of his ass. Fucking hell, he's perfect.

He settles on the comforter and looks at you with curious, blue eyes. You don't say anything to him as you walk into the closet. Moments later you return with two pairs of silver handcuffs dangling from your fingertips and you watch his cock twitch in interest.

"Y/N, I don't see how this is a punishment," he drawls.

You smirk and cuff each of his hands to the small metal hoops that jut out from the side of the headboard. These were no ordinary handcuffs either, they were made with raw vibrainium which means he can't get out of them easily.

"Trust me," you step back and reach behind you to pull the zipper on the back of your dress, "you'll see."

Bucky watches as the little black dress falls to the floor and pools around your feet, his eyes darkening with want.

"God, you're so damn gorgeous, baby."

You smirk, "and it's too bad you won't get to touch me." You smooth your hands over your soft skin, your fingertips barely catching your nipples making you gasp. "I was really looking forward to those big, strong hands all over me, Buck."

He groans and watches you take off your bra and panties, "come on, pretty girl. Please let me touch you...please?"

You climb on the bed and straddle his chest, his cock beginning to leak in anticipation of your touch. You ignore the urge to and slide two of your fingers between your soaked folds instead.

"Mmm, you should have thought of that before ... fuck ... before you flirted with that secretary.

He watches you circle your clit slowly, his eyes nearly black now as he tugs harder at the cuffs.

"Baby... fuck, baby please!"

"Shit, I'm so wet for you, Bucky...feels so good..."

You bring your glistening fingers to your lips and close your mouth around them, licking them clean of your arousal. Bucky whines and raises his hips in frustration.

"Let me have a taste, please baby? Please! I'm so sorry for even looking at her... God, please...need you so bad..."

You tilt your head to the side and look down at him. His eyes are desperate and you almost give in and undo the handcuffs.

Almost.

"Aww, do you need a taste? Do you want me to sit on your face, baby boy?"

Your tone is teetering the line of sincere and condescending, and it makes another bead of precum spill from the head of his cock. Your words alone are making him fall apart. You've never been this dominant with him and he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it.

"...please."

It's merely a whisper, but you hear him nonetheless and decide to take a little mercy on him.

"Lay on your back for me, baby."

Bucky scoots down, his arms suspended slightly upward and out to the side as he lays flat. You move so your legs are on either side of his head and hover your dripping pussy over his lips.

"Since you love using that pretty mouth to tease and flirt so much, why don't you put it to good use and make me cum. Maybe if you do a good job I'll let you fuck me."

Bucky licks his lips, "I'll make you feel real good, doll. Please... just please let me taste you..."

You lower yourself down to his mouth and he immediately begins ravishing you. His tongue skillfully slides between your folds, alternating from your hole to your clit making you moan.

He's always been so good at this. Taking you apart over and over again until you're a shaking, quivering mess. But this? The way he's delving his tongue into your dripping cunt, devouring you as if he needs you to survive, it's another side of him you've never seen before and it's one of the hottest things you've ever experienced with him.

"Fuck... yeah, baby just like that."

Bucky groans and moves back to your clit, sucking it and flicking it with the tip of his tongue. His untouched cock is leaking profusely now. He's determined, desperate to feel you cum, desperate to make you fall over the edge and taste you.

It isn't long until the familiar coil begins to ignite and your legs start to shake from the amount of pleasure your boyfriend is bringing you. Your hands tangle in his hair, pulling it as your hips rock against his mouth.

"Oh, Bucky! Don't stop, baby! Don't you fucking stop... oh, my god...fuck, you're gonna make me cum!"

He moves his tongue faster, tugging at the cuffs and wishing he could grip your luscious thighs.

Your eyes flutter closed and you throw your head back as your orgasm shoots through you like a bolt of lightning. Bucky doesn't stop, and you let him work you through your high until it becomes too much. Finally, you climb off of him and lay on the bed at his side, moving your fingertips up and down his thigh slowly while he breathes heavily.

"Did such a good job for me, baby. You made me cum so hard."

Bucky turns to look at you, "does that mean I can fuck you now?"

You bite your lip and just barely graze his thick shaft.

"Oh, sweetheart, you didn't think it would be this easy, did you? You thought giving me one orgasm would warrant forgiveness for deliberately flirting with someone else in front of me?"

Bucky gasps and whines from your touch, his cock twitching in need.

"Doll, p-please...," his eyes shine with tears and his fists clench and unclench, "I'll never do it again, I promise! Please I...I need you so bad...so bad, baby..."

You kiss his lips and shush him, before carefully straddling his hips. His eyes are wide and needy as he looks up at you, and your heart thuds hard against your ribcage. He's so fucking beautiful like this. All spread out for you. Needy and begging for your touch.

Bucky is so good at being in control when you need him to, but at times like this, he's the prettiest submissive you've ever seen.

"Sit back up for me, honey. I'm going to give you a reward, okay?"

He nods and scoots back up so his back is against the headboard again. He watches as you rise on your knees and reach behind you. His eyes roll back into his head as you wrap your fingers around his cock, and you immediately pull them away.

"Ah, ah, ah...keep those eyes on me, baby."

Bucky nods and you curl your fingers around him again before lining him up with your entrance. You're so wet that you don't even need him to prep you.

Ever so slowly, you sink down on his thick, hard cock. Bucky's so worked up that you can feel him throbbing as you take him to the hilt.

"You're so fucking big, baby. Mmm, you fill me up so well. Does this feel good, sweetheart?"

He shudders and resists the urge to raise his hips so he'll go deeper, "so good...feels so good."

"Is this what you wanted, honey?"

Bucky swallows thickly and lets out a shaky breath.

"Wanna...wanna feel you ride me. Please...please just wanna cum for you."

You cradle his face in your hand and brush the pad of your thumb over his stubble, "only good boys get what they ask for, baby. Besides, I love feeling you just like this. So deep inside me, the head of your pretty cock kissing my cervix, you make me feel so full."

Bucky whimpers and you lean forward to kiss him again, your mouth moving against his slow and sweet.

He kisses you fiercely and you reciprocate with just as much fervor. Bucky could stay like this forever, just drowning in the way you feel around him, in your touch, and your taste.

You pull away and smooth your thumb over his bottom lip, "if I uncuff one of your hands, are you going to be good for me?"

The thought of being able to touch you makes his eyes fill with tears as he nods enthusiastically.

"If you can be a good boy for me I'll ride you, baby."

You reach for the handcuff keys on the bedside table and uncuff his metal hand.

"Rub my clit, baby boy. Make me cum around your cock."

Bucky reaches down to where the two of you are joined and touches the cool metal of his thumb to your bundle of nerves. You gasp at the contrast of temperatures as he begins making tight circles.

"Fuck, Bucky..."

You rock your hips slightly back and forth, cupping your breasts as hot sparks of arousal shoot through you. A low rumble sounds in Bucky’s chest when he feels you clench around his cock, and he has to force himself not to cum.

"God, baby...can feel you squeezing me. Wanna watch you come undone with my cock buried inside of you. Please, princess? Please come for me..."

The way he's begging for you, the feeling of the smooth metal of his gold and black thumb moving over your clit, and how fucking good it feels to have his thick cock stretch you open sends you falling over the edge for a second time. His name tumbles past your lips over and over and spots dance in your vision as you cum hard for him.

You're both panting when you finally open your eyes again. Bucky's shaking, his eyes are still wide and shining as he silently begs for release and you finally, finally give in to him and plant your palms on his chest.

"You've been such a good boy for me, honey. I'm gonna ride this beautiful cock and I want you to tell me how good it feels, but you can't close your eyes. I want you to look at me when you cum."

You know he's not going to last long. Not when you've worked him up this much, so you don't bother starting slow. You move up and down at a steady pace, listening to his needy, desperate moans.

His metal hand grips your hip and helps to guide you as you start to go faster, and you can feel how close he is, his cock throbbing inside of you as his lips part in a silent scream.

"Oh, my god, babydoll... feels so good... m'so close! Gonna cum so hard for you, pretty girl. Please! Please am I allowed to cum? Can't hold it anymore...s'too much...feels too good... please ... please!"

You brush away his tears and lean down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss.

"Fill me up, baby boy. Come on, let go for me. Show me, sweetheart."

Bucky slams you down on his cock and holds you in place as he groans loudly into your neck. His orgasm crashing into him like a tsunami as he nearly sobs in ecstasy.

You pepper kisses all over his face and shush him as he shakes in your arms, sweet nothings falling from your lips as he comes down from his high. Eventually, you move to get up, but he whines and pulls you closer to him.

"I need to uncuff your other hand, honey."

"But I wanna stay inside you...please? Just wanna feel close to you."

Your eyes soften and you free his flesh hand, rubbing his wrist gently.

"We can stay like this as long as you need to, Buck. I'm not going anywhere."

He moves so you're both on your sides and slides his softening cock back inside of you gently. He sighs happily and buries his face in your neck.

"Love you, princess... love you so much," he whispers sleepily.

You kiss his forehead and rub his back tenderly, "I love you too, baby. Close those pretty eyes and sleep for me, okay? I'll be here when you wake up."

It isn't long until you feel his breathing even out, and you continue to hold him close as sleep begins to take you too.

You're happy and safe inside the embrace of the love of your life.

You're home.

Tagging: @buckyalpine @madashatters18 @sarahrogersevans @chrisevansdaughter @nerdygingermoose88 @brandyywar

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liquidlightz · 1 year

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Bucky Barnes as the Queen of Diamonds, created for the Avengers Deck of Cards fan project, filling my bingo prompt “Poker Night”! 😄 ♦️

#ADoC #Bucky Barnes #Winter Soldier #Hydra #White Wolf #my art #Avengers Deck of Cards #bucky barnes fanart #stucky #marvel fanart #buckybarnesbingo #BBBINGO #digital art #fanart #bucky with the good hair #The Winter Soldier

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ruckystarnes · 10 months

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Title: Taken Author: RuckyStarnes Rating: Teen Event: @buckybarnesbingo Square: B1 - Doppelgangers/Evil Twins Characters: 50's!Bucky & WS!Bucky Words: 259 Warnings: Summary: Bucky is taken by someone that shares a face Type: Drabble

He could see the horror on his wife’s face when the bright light enveloped them, his surroundings blurred and shimmered simultaneously. In a blink of an eye, Bucky was in a dank room with several men armed with rifles, all trained on him and the man who was responsible for bringing him there. He would be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t scared. Because he was. He didn’t know where he was or what happened, just that a man that had his face made him go through a portal that he only thought was possible in the science fiction novels he read. A quick glance at the scarier version of himself made his stomach roll.

“Molodets, soldat,” a gruff voice sounded just to Bucky’s right. That definitely sounded like Russian, at least based on what Bucky remembered from what his mother taught him and his sister when his grandmother moved to America when they were little.. Another slew of foreign words were said from the mystery man, and Bucky’s doppelganger nodded before turning away. It took a minute before Bucky could turn towards the man who spoke, coming face to face with a stern looking Russian.

"Who are you?" he asked softly, his eyes roaming over the guns pointing at him. They knew who he was and what he was.

More Russian was said, none of the words making sense to him. Another man grabbed Bucky’s arm and started to pull him towards the door. Another string of words he couldn’t understand and then everything went dark.

#bbb2023 #buckybarnesbingo #bucky barnes #winter soldier #ws!bucky #50s!bucky #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes sequel #bucky barnes angst

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buckybarnesbingo · 1 year

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Our 2023 Flash Bingo is a go!

No signups required, just grab a card and have fun with it. When you post a fill, please fill out this form here, and we will get your work onto our weekly roundup.

This flash bingo round will go from February 1st - 28th, and all our regular bingo rules apply as far as requirements, collabs, triggering content, etc. If you have any questions, go check out our FAQ first. We have our Special Events collection on AO3 open and ready to go, and make sure to tag #bbbflash2023 and @ us when you post on Tumblr. If you haven't joined our Discord server yet, you can check that out here.

Now peruse under the cut and pick your card, and feel free to do another one if you finish it!

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dwarvishgeorge · 9 months

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omg I cant believe how long its take me but I've finally finished my first @buckybarnesbingo submission!! 🫣

Square Filled: K5 - Kink: Stripping Rating: Mature/ Explicit I stuck the rest down bellow the keep reading but its shirtless Bucky with his pants half undone (underwear covering everything) + link to explicit verision (underwear no longer covering... everything)

explicit version !!

#bucky barnes #captain america #marvel #mcu #nsft #shirtless bucky #art #wizards curse art tag #cant believe its take me this long #i dont know why i struggled so much #stucky #? maybe because he is wearing flag themed underwear #buckybarnesbingo2023 #bbb2023 #buckybarnesbingo

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cherriontop · 11 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Prewar Stucky, preserum steve, PreSerum Bucky, Living Together, Poor, Sick Steve, Caretaker Bucky, Artist Steve, Artist Bucky, Dock Worker Bucky, unestablished stucky Series: Part 2 of Never Alone Summary:

While Steve is ill in bed, Bucky indulges himself in an activity he's never shared with anyone.

Can be read as a standalone

Written for @buckybarnesbingo Y3: Artist Bucky

@badthingshappenbingo B4: Financial Problems

@stuckybingo O1: Selfless

#stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #prewar stucky #preserum steve #preserum bucky #sick steve #artist bucky #unestablished stucky #fanfic #marvel #my writing #ao3 #buckybarnesbingo #buckybarnesbingo2023 #badthingshappenbingo #stucky bingo round 4

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rufferto9 · 3 months

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Thanks for the memories

Title: Thanks For the memories Buckybarnesbingo : Square Filled: K2 Prompt: Spa Day! Artist:Rufferto Card: B050 Pairing: Bucky/Nat Rating: General General Warnings:Bucky has makeup on, nailpolish, sad, alpine is cute? Summary: Bucky woke up that morning to one of his old memories of Natasha from a long time ago. They had taken a break one day at the facility in Russia and just listened to music and did each other's nails and makeup. It was one of his very few pleasant memories and he was glad to get it back. Unfortunately it just made him miss Natasha all the more and wish he had been able to talk to her before she died.

Dangit, I made myself cry writing that and i know it's not perfect and very sketchy and i will finish it later! <3

#bbbingo2023 #buckybarnesbingo #buckybarnes #natasha romanof #bucky/nat #bingo fill

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late-to-the-party-81 · 1 year

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M'Baku - Bucky Barnes Bingo K1

AN: As standard, I should be writing something else, but I'm feeling blocked, so knocked this out to get on with my bingo card.

Beta'd by @christywantspizza, Dividers by @firefly-graphics and Banners/Covers by me.

Find my masterlist here and my BBB masterlist here

This story fits into my main SamBucky Stories 'verse.

Pairing: Past M'Baku x Bucky, Current Sam x Bucky

WC: 1.5k

CW: Mild Angst, Implied smut, Fluff, Bucky worrying about nothing, minor cross over with one of my other 'verses...

Bucky was nervous. He shouldn’t be. They were all grown ups, and he and Sam were happy.

Stable.

Secure.

Besides, people ran into their exes everyday, didn’t they? But he couldn’t stop the swirling in his gut, the nervous butterflies. Would there be some awkwardness? Antagonism? Jealousy? He wondered if Sam had noticed his discomfort. He’d been trying to hide it and act normal, but Sam was perceptive. If he hadn’t caught on yet, he would soon.

Very soon in fact.

The cart bumped along the track as it wound higher through the mountains. Sam could have flown them there, but Bucky had pointed out that to turn down the transportation offered would come across as rude, and he knew from experience not to rile up their host. Although… A smile teased the edge of his lips as an image flitted through his mind of just such an incident.

“So, you come up this way often when you were recovering?”

Sam’s voice, low and breathy in his ear, jerked Bucky out of his thoughts.

“Huh? What? Umm, yes. Couple of times. T’Challa didn’t want me to get bored, so, umm… every so often he’d ask me to come up here with some royal whatnot. I dunno. Was good to get a change of scenery, you know. Even if I did miss my goats.

“Uh-huh. And was the scenery…nice?”

A wave of suspicion washed over Bucky at Sam’s tone. He lent away from his boyfriend slightly, to look him up and down. Sam just grinned back, not really giving anything away.

“Umm… suppose so.”

Sam’s hand crept out from under the blanket he wore around his shoulders, so he could twine their fingers together, before he turned his gaze back to the mountainous slopes around them. Bucky gave them a light squeeze, finding comfort in the touch.

A trip to Wakanda had been inevitable, Bucky supposed, what with Sam taking on the mantle of Captain America and then the passing of T’Challa (and all that had occurred in the small nation following that). They’d spent a few day’s in the capital, paying their respects. Shuri had greeted Bucky enthusiastically, her status be damned, and had insisted, despite everything else she had to deal with, that he allowed her to check and recalibrate his arm.

She’d tutted and sighed over every scratch, no matter that they were almost invisible.

“Take better care of your things, James. Don’t make me come to America to tell you off.”

Sam had grinned then as well, elbowing Bucky as he blushed under the royal chastisement.

However, now they were on their way up the mountains. To visit with the Jabari.

And M’Baku.

Bucky felt himself blush again, just thinking about the leader of the Jabari.

When they’d first met, the sheer size of the man had made Bucky feel small, almost making him forget that he had super strength, and that even one armed he’d be able to hold his own in a fight. He hadn’t wanted to fight, though. Wrestle, maybe, but not fight. The man was stunning, his personality magnetic, and Bucky, feeling how he had been, bereft, confused, a little lonely and touch starved, hadn’t been able to resist.

M’Baku had returned that first evening, appearing at the door of Bucky’s hut, his presence taking up as much space as his broad body. His gaze had been predatory, his skin glowing gold in the firelight, and Bucky had dropped straight to his knees in instant submission. He’d wanted nothing more than to loose himself between those strong thighs, worshipping M’Baku’s body, but that wasn’t what the leader of the Jabari had had in mind.

He’d come down to his knees too, gently pushing Bucky’s long hair back from his face, before cupping his cheek. He’d moved slowly, telegraphing his moves, and giving Bucky the chance to back out, before he’d lowered his mouth, claiming Bucky’s lips. Barely any words had passed between them that night, other than cries of each other’s names, and praises to various deities. Bucky had woken, alone in his hut, but with the musky scent of his Wakandan lover surrounding him and the pleasant ache of a tender lovemaking suffusing his body.

A week later and T’Challa, with a mischievous look in his eye, had appeared and requested Bucky’s assistance, asking him to travel up to Gorilla City with Ayo, to deliver some important papers. He’d been vague as to why Bucky was required to accompany a member of the Dora Milaje, but, as a guest, and with all the assistance T’Challa had given to Bucky, he hadn’t felt as though he could say no. When Ayo had disappeared just after their arrival, Bucky’s suspicions of a set up were confirmed, but he didn’t say no when M’Baku invited him to talk and have a drink in his private quarters. And it was no-one else’s business if he hadn’t left that room for two days, or that, when he did, he was limping slightly and had a dopey smile smile plastered on his face.

The pattern of visits between them repeated over the next few months, only to be stopped by Thanos, and the Snap. They’d spoken briefly on the final battlefield, standing back from the others as Tony had breathed his last, but nothing since. They’d never defined what they had. A mutual need and comfort, perhaps? But nothing that could last. They’d had little in common outside of their mutual lust and respect for each other.

The cart came to a halt and Bucky was so lost in his memories that his body bounced off of Sam’s with the change in momentum. He smiled briefly, but distractedly, at his partner before jumping down and following the Jabari guard into the Palace. He could see reactions from people who recognised him; sideways glances, points and whispers. Hopefully, Sam would think it was aimed at him and his level of fame. Bucky didn’t even realise that he was hyperventilating until Sam grasped his hand again, giving it a strong squeeze and flashing him a soft smile.

Then they were inside, approaching the Jabari throne, and Bucky raised his eyes and looked, and there he was, grinning and resplendent in all his glory, and Bucky’s mouth went dry, and he felt his legs stop working, and…

A low whistle made its way from between Sam’s lips.

“Wow. I completely get it now, Buck. Damn.”

Bucky’s head turned so fast he almost got whiplash. Sam was smiling, his eyes sparkling.

“If I’d had the chance to jump that man, you can bet your bottom dollar I’d have done so. But then again, I always knew you had good taste. Look who you’re dating now.”

Bucky’s mind raced, thoughts scrabbling in his head.

“What? How? You’re not mad?”

“Of course I know. Confirmed by Shuri. And no, of course not. Unless, of course, you were planning to ditch me for him. But given how close that lady over there is hovering and the looks they’re giving each other, I think you might have competition.”

The last comment was accompanied by another gentle elbow jab, and Bucky couldn’t help but smile back.

“It was a long time ago, and I was feeling some kinda way, and, well, just look at him. But I’m happier now than I’ve ever been. But I worried how you’d react and how he’d react and… he and I parted under strange circumstances.”

“It’s fine, Buck. We all have pasts. And, in the grand scheme of things, meeting your gorgeous ex isn't the strangest thing I’ve done. Hope I don’t have to fight him for your honour, though. I wouldn’t like my chances.”

Bucky bit back a chuckle.

“Come on, let me introduce you.” Feeling more confident, he strode forwards, almost dragging Sam along in his wake.

“M’Baku. Um, it’s been a while, but it’s good to see you again. This is Sam. Sam Wilson. Captain America. My… umm… boyfriend.”

He was waiting for M’Baku’s smile to drop, for some kind of disappoint or anger to appear. What he got instead was a laugh. A full belly laugh that echoed around the throne room. M’Baku got up from his throne, taking hold of Bucky’s left arm and pulling the supersoldier forward into a bear hug.

“It is good to see you too. I’m glad to make the acquaintance of the new Captain America. Even happier to know that you are being taken care of properly. That you have found what you were searching for. I too have found what I was missing.” His eyes flicked over his shoulder, at the attractive woman who was standing near the throne. “My Sabi. It seems that I keep forming attachments to foreigners. But while the last time round I knew from the start it would be a short affair, this time it feels different. It is different. And I think it is the same for you too.

Bucky smiled at his former lover, and then turned to look at Sam, the adoration clear to see in his eyes.

“It is. It really is.”

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#buckybarnesbingo2022 #bucky x m'baku #bucky x sam #bucky angst #sambucky #buckybarnesbingo #late writes

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ibelieveinturtles · 1 year

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Title: Regency Bodyswap AU Moodboard

Creator: ibelieveinturtles

Square Filled: Adopted Prompt, Marriage

Rating: G

Pairing: Bucky Barnes & Darcy Lewis, Bucky Barnes/Jane Foster

Summary: When archeologist Bucky Barnes meets Miss Jane Foster, he's startled to discover she's an astronomer but it doesn't take long for him to decide that he rather likes her. Unfortunately, before he can really make any inroads into getting to know her better, he finds himself in an awkward situation... a very awkward situation. While showing Miss Foster and her companion, Miss Darcy Lewis, around the Viking settlement he and his associates are excavating, the unbelievable and impossible happens--they swap bodies!It doesn't take long for someone to insist that the unfortunate couple must marry.

@buckybarnesbingo

#moodboard #buckybarnesbingo #bbb2022 #regency au #bodyswap au

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cpt-winniethepooh · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/5 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Ghosted (2023) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Sarah Rogers (Marvel), Sharon Carter (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff Additional Tags: Humor, Action & Romance, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Crack, Spies & Secret Agents, Movie Retelling, Bickering, Action/Adventure, Mistaken Identity, Alternate Universe - Spies & Secret Agents, farm boy steve rogers, POV Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson is a Gift, maybe even considered flowershop au if you squint Series: Part 12 of Stucky Bingo fills, Part 13 of Bucky Barnes Bingo fills, Part 5 of All Caps Bingo fills Summary:

Local farmboy Steve is reluctant to sell living plants to presumed Plant Killer Bucky. However, they soon find common ground and spend a lovely night together before Bucky ghosts Steve. When Steve decides to find him, he gets more than what he bargained for: spies, bounty hunters, and criminals in an underworld that mistake Steve to be the Winter Soldier, infamous and ruthless agent on a mission… Bucky, who isn’t what he seemed, rescues him, but will they be able to save to world and their relationship? Stay tuned to find out!

AKA the fic nobody asked for: while I do see the appeal of shipping Chris Evans’ Cole with SebStan’s God from Ghosted, I see the appeal of shipping Steve as Cole and Bucky as Sadie even more - hence a round of crack, humor and mild action told in five chapters!

CH1 written for "non-serum Bucky Barnes" for @allcapsbingo; "warm and fuzzy feelings" for @buckybarnesbingo; and "free square" (non-serum Steve Rogers) for @stuckybingo.

#stucky bingo #stuckybingo #allcapsbingo #captain america #steve rogers #avengers #marvel #fanfiction #all caps bingo #allcapsbingo2023 #bucky barnes #bucky barnes bingo #buckybarnesbingo #bbb #ghosted #crossover #my works

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gotlostonmywayhome · 1 year

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If your gonna have car trouble on a road trip...

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Word Count: 1.3K Tags: No Powers AU, Established Bucky/John Walker, Established Steve/Tony, Ultimatums, Breakups, Flirting

Summary: Bucky didn’t set out to upend his life in Indiana or his relationship with his boyfriend. Or thought he would contemplate becoming part of a polyamorous relationship with a married couple in a different state. Life can be funny sometimes.

Written for: @buckybarnesbingo - "This may as well happen" @steverogersbingo - Tony Stark @tonystarkbingo - Car Trouble @stuckybingo - Tony Stark

If your gonna have car trouble on a road trip... is available to read on AO3!

#stuckony #stucky #winteriron #bucky barnes #steve rogers #tony stark #stuckony fanfic #bucky x steve x tony #buckybarnesbingo #steve rogers bingo #tony stark bingo

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jessybarnes · 1 year

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Love Dust

Title: Love Dust

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!

Word Count: 2,245

Tags: SMUT, Angst, fluff, sex pollen, kink: harder, find the cure, arguing, sexual tension, minor injuries, masturbation, mutual masturbation, wall sex, unprotected sex, choking, biting, oral sex (female receiving), kissing, multiple orgasms, explicit sexual content, explicit language, and I think that's it but please let me know if I forgot something.

Written For: @kinktober2022 , @buckybarnesbingo , and @badthingshappenbingo

Square(s) Filled: Sex Pollen for Kinktober // B2 - Kink: Harder for Bucky Barnes Bingo // O1 - Find The Cure for Bad Things Happen Bingo

Beta(s): T. Thompson and A. DiLorenza

"Bucky? Hey, Buck can you hear me?"

You were partnered with the super soldier on the most recent mission, and things started out bad and kept getting worse.

The two of you didn't really get along, to begin with. Add that to the fact that neither of you agreed with the other's decisions, and well, that's how you ended up here, in this dark, dilapidated room.

The walls are cement, the floor is concrete, there are no windows, and the only light is coming from a little vent on the wall by the steel door.

Neither of you is restrained, but you're a hundred percent certain the door is locked. Instead of wasting your time trying to pry it open, you decide to check on Bucky. After all, he's the one with super soldier serum running through his veins, and with his super strength and metal arm, he's your best bet at getting out.

You crouch down and brush his shoulder-length hair out of his face. He really is beautiful, but you'd never tell him that to his face. He'd never let you live that confession down.

He's got a pretty gnarly gash above his eyebrow but other than that, he's unscathed. Well, from what you can immediately determine anyway. You gently roll him onto his back and press two fingers to his neck to check for a pulse.

Okay, so at least he's not dead.

His chest rises and falls and you can't help but run your fingers over his silver hand. The metal is cool and you flatten his palm to look at the intricate grooves. You've always been fascinated with the inner workings and design of his prosthetic, but never had a chance to look at it up close. Until now.

"The fuck are you doing?"

You jump and scoot back to give him some room, "sorry… you were out cold and I couldn't get you to wake up."

He raises an eyebrow, "so you decide the best way to do that is to play with my metal hand?"

"Just shut up and help me get us out of here."

Bucky sits up and looks around. He doesn't remember much other than the stubborn tactics that got the two of you surrounded by Hydra agents.

He stands and rolls the sleeve of his red Henley up to expose his metal forearm before gripping the door handle.

"You should probably stand back."

You roll your eyes, "I'm fine. Would you just do it already? I'm hungry and want to shower."

He shrugs and gives the handle a hard tug. Nothing happens so he fixes his stance and uses both arms to pull as hard as he can.

You stand and watch with your hands on your hips. Even though his efforts didn't work it was still nice to admire his back and arm muscles flexing. Just because you think Bucky's insufferable doesn't make him unattractive. You're only human.

"Good try and all, but I don't think the door's gonna budge."

Bucky sighs and lowers himself onto the floor again, the back of his head resting against the wall. Out of all the people he could have been trapped in a ten-by-ten empty room with it just had to be you.

He's honestly not sure what Fury sees in you. Sure you're skilled in combat and can hold you're own on missions. He'd be lying if he said you weren't pretty, but your arrogant personality rubs him the wrong way. It's just like that saying goes, you can't have everything.

"So, any ideas?"

He doesn't even bother opening his eyes.

"Not unless you got a way to bust through that thick, steel door."

"So, we're just supposed to sit here then?"

Bucky sighs, a twinge of annoyance hints in his tone. "Well, seeing as there's only us in here, and I'm the only one who would have been able to open the door, I don't see how we can do anything else."

"That's really helpful," you deadpan. He grunts and you roll your eyes. You watch him from the opposite wall. He's always so nice to everyone else at the compound. Granted he doesn't talk that much or participate in the parties that Tony holds, but he never seems unpleasant with anyone else. So why is he that way with you?

You can't put your finger on it, and so long as you are stuck in this tiny ass room with him you're going to figure out why.

"What's your deal?"

Bucky cracks an eye open and subtly tilts his head toward you, "excuse me?"

"Why are you always such a dick to me?"

He snorts and shakes his head, "I'm not getting into this with you, Y/N. My head hurts, I'm tired, and I'm not in the mood to open this can of worms right now."

You open your mouth to respond, but before you can a hissing noise catches both of your attention. You look at the vent and begin to panic at the sight of a pale yellow mist flowing out.

"Bucky? What the fuck is that?"

"I…don't know…but whatever it is it can't be good."

He stands and goes to pull on the door handle again, but to no avail. The dust-like substance floats in front of his face and he stumbles back, his body becoming overwhelmed with heat.

"Bucky?!"

He collapses onto all fours, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He's hot all over, and even though he hears you call out to him, he can't focus on anything but the thick, molten heat pooling in his groin.

Once he can finally catch his breath he realizes something else.

He can smell you.

Bucky grits his teeth and tries so hard to ignore the intoxicating scent of your arousal. It's surrounding him, and he can't help the tent forming in his jeans. He's hard and leaking, his cock begging to be touched, and it's taking everything in him to keep himself from tearing your clothes off and pounding it into your tight, wet heat.

You slowly get closer to him avoiding the yellow dust as best as you can. He's doubled over like he's in serious pain, and even though the two of you don't see eye to eye it doesn't mean you want him to suffer.

Your hand gently touches his shoulder and he immediately whips his head around to look at you, your eyebrows shooting up in shock.

Bucky's unrecognizable. His skin is flushed, his pupils are dilated, and his nostrils flare as his lip curls upwards. He looks absolutely feral and you aren't sure if it's because he wants to kill you or if he wants to devour you.

He stands and turns to you, his shoulders moving up and down as he breathes. His fists clench at his sides and he inhales deeply, groaning as he closes his eyes.

"You smell so fucking good, Y/N…"

"Bucky?" You hold your hands up as he stalks toward you, "please…y-you don't have to do this!"

He backs you into the wall and plants a hand on either side of you. His face lowers down to yours and you turn your head to cower away. You're unsure what his motive is. Is he going to eat you? Is this some sort of cannibalistic dust that infects the people that ingest it?

Bucky leans into your neck, his nose dragging along your throat as he breathes in again.

"Mmm, wanna taste you…"

You push on his chest but it's no use. Trying to move him away is like trying to move a brick wall.

There's no where for you to go. Bucky's blocking you from the front and the dust is slowly surrounding you from both sides.

The first flakes of it dance across your face and it's like you've been dipped in a sea of lava. Your back arches off the wall and your panties immediately become soaked through. The throbbing between your legs is so intense that you can't even think straight.

One of your hands slides into your panties and you immediately push two fingers inside of yourself. It does nothing to soothe your need for release, but you just can't stop.

Bucky growls and nearly tears his own off so he can fist his cock. He thrusts into his hand as he watches you, his eyes wild and primal.

Your orgasm comes suddenly and you cry out as slick covers your hand. Bucky’s isn't far behind, seemingly endless ropes of cum bursting from his tip.

Although it felt good, reaching your high did nothing to satiate the unbearable ache in your core. You rub fast circles on your clit while Bucky strokes up and down his still leaking cock.

"Bucky," you whine desperately, his eyes fierce as he looks down at you, "i-it won't stop…"

Bucky closes his eyes and swallows hard. He can hear how wet you are and the last shreds of his self control are dwindling away.

"Buck, please I-I can't… We need to… to find the cure."

"Fuck!" He growls and drags you down so you're laying on the floor, "gotta taste you, doll. Smell so fucking good."

At this point, you'd let him do anything if it made you feel better. You lift your hips and he strips you, tossing your clothes somewhere behind him. He spreads your thighs apart and curses under his breath.

"Jesus, you're dripping all over the floor, baby."

You whimper and circle your clit again, but he swats your hand away.

"Please!" You beg. "Just please do something. I can't take much mo-OH, FUCK!"

Bucky dives between your legs like a starved man. He uses his thumbs to spread you open, his tongue diving into your soaked cunt. He's relentless as he licks and sucks your pussy, bringing you closer and closer to your second orgasm.

You're practically crying from how intense it feels and when he slips his tongue inside of you, it hurdles you over the edge. Bucky doesn't stop, his low groan vibrates through your core and makes you scream and squirt all over his face.

"Bucky! Bucky oh, my g- oh, fuck! Baby please!"

He finally lets you go and pulls his face away so he can look at you. His chin is shining from your cum and it's one of the hottest things you've ever seen. There's still a dull, pounding heat and your eyes fill with tears as your hand works its way to rub your clit again.

"B-Bucky…"

He shushes you and lifts you into his arms, "shh, I've got you, doll. I know, I know it hurts, but I'll make it better, okay?"

You nod and grab onto his shoulders as he pushes you against the wall. His kiss is needy and rough as his cock stretches your pussy.

Bucky can't fuck you fast enough. He's never been more feral for anyone than he is right now. His body pins you to the wall, his mouth ravishes your exposed skin in open-mouthed kisses, and the way your velvety cunt pulls him in is intoxicating.

"Oh, baby," he groans deeply, "you feel so fuckin' good… taking my cock so well…"

"Harder, Bucky!" You cry out and throw your head back, his metal hand coming up to close around your throat.

"Yeah, princess? You need me to fuck this little pussy harder?" He grips your side with his free hand, his hips pistoning upward with reckless abandon. "I'm gonna ruin you, doll. No one else will ever fuck you like this."

"Oh, shit! Bucky! I-I'm gonna cum! You're gonna make me cum oh, my god!"

He squeezes your throat a little tighter and kisses you vigorously, "yeah, that's it, pretty girl…cum…cum all over my cock."

His words are like a trigger, sending you over the edge for a third time, and it's intensity makes little spots dance in your vision. Bucky's release is right behind yours, his legs shaking as he cums with an animalistic shout.

Bucky pants wetly against your lips and lets his metal arm slide down to grab your other hip. He turns around and sinks down to the floor with you in his lap, his cock slowly softening inside of you.

Your still shaking as you lay limp in his arms, his fingertips rubbing lightly up and down your back. It's quiet other than your breathing and you realize that you finally feel relief.

You raise your head to thank him, but before you can, the door is blown off its hinges and hits the wall behind you making you jump.

Bucky wraps his flesh arm protectively around you and raises his metal one to block the debris. He pulls you off of him and stands to put himself between you and whatever’s behind the dissolving dust. Naked or not, he won't let anyone hurt you.

"Buck? Oh, thank god we found y-...wait, why don't you have clothes on? What's going on?" Steve gazes from him, to the yellow pollen-like substance on the floor, and back to Bucky. He's thoroughly confused until he notices you behind his best friend. He shakes his head and chuckles to himself.

"I don't know what happened in here, but whatever it was I'm glad you two aren't at each other's throats anymore. The tension was getting to be too much, so I guess all I have to say is…

It's about damn time."

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