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buckrecs · 11 months

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𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 : 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙚

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FLUFF

Exhausted by @moonvis

Uncle Bucky by @/moonvis

Trying To Study by @pitubea1910

Secure Your Back by @writingcroissant

poppies and babies’ breath by @lizzie-is-here

More than friends by @theeleggymeggy

Lovesick by @/theeleggymeggy

Protecting What’s His by @jobean12-blog (bodyguard!bucky)

Pieces of Us by @majestyeverlasting

As Many As You Want by @/majestyeverlasting

How I Met Your Father by @pomelo-villano

Nerd by @imgoingtofreakoutnow

Trouble Doubled by @certifiedskywalker

magnetic mishaps by @aneluvs

Angel Eyes by @killatravtramp

hint dropped by @rocketrhap3000

pre-mission blues by @buckysblanket (husband!bucky)

Nightmares by @waiting4inspiration

Safe and Sound by @talesofesther

voicemails by @lovelybarnes

Chicken Soup for the Soul by @sebbytrash

Baking (fails) with bucky by @winter-soldier-vibes

booked on a feeling by @intrepidacious (librarian!bucky)

Theater by @loving-barnes

Sleepyhead by @tom-holland-parker

A Good Man by @/tom-holland-parker

A New Uniform by @hopelessromantic423

Manicure by @itsapeterthing

Speechless by @/itsapeterthing

I’ll Stop The World And Melt With You by @shamevillain

Flustered 2 by @/lovelybarnes

Aroma by @navybrat817

The Animal Within by @/navybrat817

ending unplanned by @starryevermore (bookstore au)

only angel by @cherryrogers (40s!bucky)

IDGAF by @amandaoftherosemire

Sleepy by @sunflowers-and-bucky

Happy Beans by @/rookthorne (barista!bucky)

Imagine by @buckyalpine

Shy Boy by @hiddles-and-skittles

A Good Man by @beyondspaceandstars

Meet The Parents by @/navybrat817

before sunset, i fell by @atlaese (modern au)

Lemonade and shields by @/atlaese

Old Fashioned by @rookthorne

ANGST

Tip of the Tongue by @bucky-fricking-barnes

Who Did This To You? by @espinosaurusrexex

“Accidentally” by @/pomelo-villano

Just Tell Her by @girl-next-door-writes

New Love by @ro-is-struggling

jealousy, jealousy by @malum-forev

Jealous by @sweetbbarnes

A New Life? by @/waiting4inspiration (phoenix!reader)

We mend each other by @/talesofesther

Green by @/itsapeterthing

Smoke by @shurisneakers

The Ultimatum by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

feel me by @flordeamatista (siren!reader)

youngblood by @sebbies (boxer!bucky)

Safe Place To Land by @sunlightdances (modern au)

Too Much (Not Enough) by @touchstarvedirl

SMUT

Be it revenge or moving on by @writingsoftheloser

Cherry by @sweetdreamsbuck (camboy!bucky)

Your Daddy Did It Better by @princessbellecerise (billionaire!bucky)

Wrapped In Red by @/flordeamatista

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world-of-aus · 9 months

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Live Now

Pairing: Camboy!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI (Male masturbation)

Authors Note: I am so sorry for the delay on this one, but this past week was my return to work with inservices, meetings, and a staff workday Friday. I hope this chapter is up to everyone expectations, as always happy readings Buns.

“Siren, sweetheart when I imagined you making things hard for me I was imagining something different.”

You bite down on the grin that threatens to kiss your lips, schooling your features as you take in the man on the screen. There’s almost too much of him for that all to tiny screen of yours, you can’t place where your eyes want to land next. What part of him you want to drink in next.

“Fully clothed and I already have you looking dazed, can you imagine the day I have you under me?” your eyes snap to his grainy ones, narrowing as you give him an unamused look. “Someone’s cocky, I could just boot you, you know.”

The low chuckle that resonates from your laptop’s speaker has you clenching your thighs together. You’d never been more glad that they weren’t visible to the brunette. “You could, but would you want to?”

You raise a brow, “you think I won’t?”

You suck down a breath watching as he takes purchase on his thighs, biceps flexing as he leans in, “I know for a fact you won’t, now you under me what do you say?”

You mirror his posture, “I say, next time ask me nicer B.” He doesn’t have time to question your words before your booting him from the chat, his image leaving with a soft whoosh. Your phone goes off next to you, a notification from your website.

You unlock your phone your laughter bubbling up into the air of your room.

You’re being bratty tonight siren.

🤷‍♀️

You could have just been a good girl and used your words. Do you not want to be under me?

He’s right, you are feeling bratty, have been bratty since the night he confronted you about your set with Pietro. That night had also been the beginning of a back and forth friendship of sorts, you loved and hated it all the same.

As much as I would LOVE to run my mouth all over that body of yours I fear I’m not going to be able to handle you 🥲

Laugh it up sweetheart I’ll have tears running down your face in due time.

You bite your lip, thumbs running over your words.

You promise?

You leave him with that jumping over to the notifications that sit in your inbox from your sets. Many of the comments were wondering the same as the man in your messages. When were you going to collaborate with buckmeup.

You knew the questions would be flooding your notifications the night you had released the set with Pietro, many of buckmeups fan’s in your live that evening to see what type of thank you, you had for them. They didn’t sign off that night disappointed, if anything you had fueled their desire to see you with the male cammer further.Your live and sets that evening had reached buckmeup as well, his name popping up in your inbox an hour after your live had ended. He had been sincere with you from the first message that night, immediately apologizing for his previous comment making you feel some type of way.

I’ve gotta apologize sweetheart, for my comment, thought I was being playful but I can see where it might have been misconstrued, just didn’t want to get tangled with you when I already had previous commitment with someone else. I wanted to be entirely free to you when the time came, you deserve that.

You remember the sheer panic that encompassed you when he liked your photoset, but it didn’t compare to when his message came in. You had tried to play it off, even going as far as to throw in a teasing line about him not sending his fans to you.

Maybe you should have left the comment about his live out.

You watched my live?

You had laughed the comment off sayin;

And what if I did? You telling me you never watched another cammer before?

His answer was an obvious yes, it’s how he chose the female cammers to collaborate with. It’s how he found you.

His comment that followed after surprised you,

Awe shit sweetheart that must have stung, me making my comment then you seeing that.

You had been taken back to say the least, you weren’t expecting anything from him, much less this, an apology. You didn’t know what to say. So he spoke for you.

Let me make it up to you.

Please.

Since that night you had come to learn that B as you had taken to calling him these past weeks could beg you real nice when he wanted, it was a surprise you had lasted this long. He was making it very hard recently inviting you to private chat rooms to speak with you and you alone. No wandering eyes hiding behind the screen of a laptop, no comments popping up wanting more.

You had never met a man more resilient and charming like B, then again how many men had you come across that did sex work as their job?

The answer?

None.

A chime from your laptop is bringing you too, your eyes flicking over to message notification. You can’t help but laugh, ‘speak of the devil,’ you murmur clicking on your direct messages with buckmeup. It opens, a link to a private chat waiting for you, your brows furrow but you don’t hesitate to press the link.

A black screen takes over, a baited breath passes and he’s filling up your screen. An amused smile pulls at your lips, “you didn’t invite me just to boot me did you?”

“Now why would I do that?” he grins.

You raise a brow, “what do you want?” He laughs huskily, “why do you assume I want anything?”

You examine him for a moment, a chime goes off realization hitting, “are you?” the rest of your question freezes along your tongue. This is the first time you think you see guilt flash across his features.

He rubs at the stubble along his chin, “was gonna ask for help this evening but you booted me before I could ask, thought we could start slow, give you just enough to have you wanting more, what do you say?” It falls silent between the two of you, but neither looks away, the soft chime ringing in the background the only noise coming from your speakers.

Maybe your time had finally run out. You couldn’t avoid it forever, and this was your chance to build your following.

You bite.

You catch the wolfish grin that pulls at his lips when you get yourself comfortable. “You going to make my time worth my while? You know what I’m capable of.”

He chuckles leaning back onto his pillows, the hand you’ve imagined many nights wrapped around your throat coming into view. He trails it down to the lining of your favorite grey joggers on him, “something tells me you’ve seen just how good I can be sweetheart, not even going to think twice of clicking out." His gaze flickers off to the side, "Don’t worry guys, she’s not going anywhere.”

You laugh, “for now," you lean back agains the wooden frame of your bed, "you going to show me a good time B?"

You shouldn’t have been surprised, true to his word you hadn’t thought of exiting once since he began. You were in trance, and you were wet, thighs clenched aching for some kind of friction, anything to aide with the heat coursing through you due to the sight before you.

You had never wanted your lips wrapped around a cock more than you did now.

“Whats wrong siren?” he coos breathlessly, “that pretty pussy of yours aching for a touch?” You want to smack the grin off his plush lips, “touch yourself baby, fuck yourself on your fingers for me.”

Your hand comes into his view fingers swaying, “wouldn't feel as good as yours,” you pout, “I wanna feel full.”

He throws his head back in a low groan, fist going over his cock a little quicker now, “let me in siren,” he grunts fucking up into his fist, “I’ll fill you up just like you need, all you’ve got to do is let me in.”

You find the thought laughable because he was already in, you agreeing to this was that wall finally crumbling down.

He watches your hand fall onto your clothed chest, fingers dancing down your torso, "that's it baby, keep going," he breathes. Your teeth catch on your lower lip, fingers drawing closer to the tops of your silk bottoms. "Touch your pussy for me."

The walls crumbles to ash your teeth sink lower into your lip, your fingers dipping beneath the waistband till they're going over the curls covering your mound parting your slick folds. The hold your teeth have loosens, your lip dropping on a silent gasp, “that's my girl,” he husks, eyes locked on you.

Your touch is feather light, a low whine bubbling in your chest as you test the waters. "Don't be shy, touch yourself, make yourself feel good." Listening to his words your eyes leave his darkened ones trailing down his exposed stomach to where his hand is wrapped around his hardened length low grunts spilling from his lips as he works himself over.

You dip your fingers a little further collecting slick as you drag back up to circle your clit, finding the spot that makes jolts of pleasure course through you. Pressing a little harder, working your finger a little quicker, your breath catches in your throat.

A breathy moan is sounding from your laptops speakers, in the form of your screen name, the sinful things you would do to hear that again.

"Feels so good B," you breathe, your body trembling as you work your fingers faster trying to match his pace.

“Fuck siren, being so good for me, a good girl aren't you?” he groans as he watches you pleasure yourself, his hands gripping himself a little tighter, pumping a little harder to what he imagines is the swivel of your finger beneath your silky night shorts. Your eyes slip shut, head thunking against your wooden headboard as you let the sound of him consume you. You’re close to the edge, the broken moans, and low grunts of your screen name have your head reeling, fingers circling faster. It’s not enough, the need to feel him growing strong, your hand itching to wrap around his hardened length.

“Talk to me Siren, tell me what you need?" he grunts.

“I need you” you moan, “want you here with me, want you to fill me up, want to be so full of you.” you whine.

His mouth is dipped open in a low moan, eyes hooded over in lust, and you can’t bring yourself to look away. “I know sweetheart, I know, but you're being so good for me Siren, you're such a good girl.” he murmurs.

Your fingers match the rhythm in which he pumps at his cock, "I'd be so good, such a good girl for you," you moan, biting back the 'only girl'.

"I know baby I know, now why don't you let me see just how good it can be, let go for me."

You’re right on the edge, toes over the cliff and the thing to send you over is the growl of your name falling from his lips, his warmth coating his abdomen, spilling over his fist. The first wave hits, your orgasm washing over you as your toes curl, finger stilling over your clit, a low moan spills from your lips, “That's it sweet girl, ride it out for me.”

You groan as you come down from the pleasure, a giggle slipping past your lips as you pull your fingers from your shorts. You slip lower into your sheets watching as Bucky shifts around on the screen cleaning himself up. He slips up his jogger composing himself before he begins his signoff. It goes like it does every night, with a promise to see them tomorrow. He signs off with a final wave, a swish sounding before his attention is focused solely on you, and you alone.

He gets comfortable against his headboard, "you feeling alright there Siren?"

You chuckle, "a little dissatisfied, but nothing my little vibe can't fix later tonight."

"A free show for a free show." he teases.

He's drawing another laugh from you, "I'll make sure to invite you to a private chat tomorrow, give you a free show and get my coin."

He chuckles the sound going throw you, "thank you for tonight by the way, I'm sure it wasn't ideal me throwing it on you like this - but I was running out of choices."

"Told you, you just needed to ask me nicely, I would have eventually said yes."

Your eyes track the way he runs his tongue over his lower lip, teeth catching, "thank you for giving me a chance."

"You keep it up and you'll be making due on your promises in no time B."

He grins, "I look forward to is Siren." The two of you bid one another a farewell, a promise on your lips to see him tomorrow before he's signing off, your screen going back to your website.

You go through some of the new notifications that popped in, setting up your new sets to upload before you're signing off for the night, laptop snapping shut as you push it off to the side. Slipping from your bed you grab your phone, night robe, and night ware intent on a warm shower before you call it a night. Making your way into you bathroom you set your things down on the counter picking up your phone to set some music.

Your search for music comes to a pause, a notification from cashapp vibrating across your screen. Brows furrowed you click the notification.

'Bucky Barnes' has sent you $500.

For a second you worry that someone has mistakenly sent you a large amount of money but as your gaze drifts further down the message that follows has your heart swooping in your chest.

"Thank you again for tonight Siren, hope you didn't think I was the only one making coin tonight, this is for you - buckmeup"

#camboy!bucky #camboy!bucky x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #Bucky Barnes smut

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worldofausupdates · 9 months

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Installment 4 of Live Now is in the works! A time skip will be alluded in this installment and plenty of begging and groveling done on buckys end planned 😌 we love to see a man on his knees for a woman

#camboy!bucky

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navybrat817 · 1 year

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Prelude to a Kiss

Pairings: Camboy!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Camboy!Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: A chance encounter with two handsome men at a bookstore brings some much needed excitement to your normal routine. Word Count: Over 2.3k Warnings: F/lirting, slight insecurity if you squint, slight feels (it's me), pet name, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers being both gentlemen and menaces (they're warnings, okay?). A/N: Welcome to my Showtime AU! Excited to share my first "actual" Stucky x Reader AU and for our reader to come into her own. ❤️ Beta read by the wonderful @whisperlullaby , but any and all mistakes are my own. Thanks to @sgt-seabass, @rookthorne, and @targaryenvampireslayer for letting me scream about this introduction. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

It was a normal afternoon when you went into the bookstore, the familiar quiet greeting you as the door shut. You ventured into the shop every couple of weeks to find new books to read. The man behind the desk didn't bother to lift his head long enough from his phone to greet you. You would think after your first few visits he'd at least offer you a smile or suggestion, but he never did. You were used to guys not giving you much attention.

Too ordinary to stand out, I guess.

No, you wouldn't think of yourself that way. Just because most guys tended to gravitate toward your friends instead of you didn't mean anything was wrong with you. The right person would come along and take notice.

"I am a catch," you whispered to yourself as you walked through the shelves.

And a bit lonely.

Your phone dinged before you could dwell on that thought, smiling as your best friend's name popped up. It faded quickly when you read her message. The two of you had a dinner date, but the new guy she was seeing had tickets to some show. You understood. You really did.

Except you were the friend who always seemed to get ditched when a guy came along.

"Have fun!" you sent back. "We'll catch up later."

At least you could get a jump start on a new book and curl up on the couch for the evening. Like you did most nights. Lather, rinse, repeat. When did your life become so monotonous?

"Romance it is," you mumbled as you reached for a blue book on the shelf.

You turned it over to read the blurb on the back, a small smile on your face as you walked down the aisle. From the simpering heroines to feisty protagonists, you enjoyed immersing yourself in the emotions that poured from the pages as the heroes fought to get their girls. Confident, broody, flirty, alluring, you loved them all and wondered if such men you read about existed.

"Oh!"

For a second, you thought you walked into one of the shelves before you realized you bumped into a person. A very large person who didn't budge, even as a couple of books fell to the ground. You dropped to the floor immediately to retrieve them. Why hadn't you been paying attention?

"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry," you said as the guy crouched down to help.

"Nothing to be sorry about," he said, his velvety voice making you lift your head.

In front of you was one of the most handsome men you had ever seen. Long, brown hair, close to his shoulders, framed his face and your mouth went dry as you found yourself staring into his bright blue eyes. You couldn't help but notice the smile on his face as he offered you his hand and effortlessly pulled you to your feet, your cheeks hot as he steadied you. He took up more than half the aisle with his muscular frame and you knew then that a god existed among men.

Like he stepped right out of one of these novels.

"I-I'm sorry," you said again, your gaze going to his hands as he fixed the stack of books he was carrying. "I should've been paying attention to where I was going."

"It's okay," he smiled, looking you up and down with a slow and steady gaze. "You can bump into me again if you want. I don't mind."

You nearly dropped the book in your own hand as you stepped back, his smile shifting to a smirk. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he was flirting with you. That couldn't be the case though.

"Oh, you are fucking adorable," he said in a low voice, quickly looking behind him. "Stevie, get over here. Found something special."

"What did you find?" The deep timbre that rang out made your knees weak.

You let out a shaky breath when an Adonis walked around the corner. Just as large as the brunette, but with shorter blonde hair, a smile didn't reach his brilliant blue eyes as he strode over. Instead of light scruff like the man you bumped into, he donned a trimmed beard. He had to shift just to fit beside his friend and you nearly shrank under his gaze. You tried not to openly gape, not knowing which one of them to concentrate on.

So, two gods among men. Like something out of a wet dream. Do I look at the veins in their arms? Do I stare at their chests? How do they even fit in their shirts? Did they purposely choose something that matched their eyes?

The brunette smirked again and gave a single nod toward you. "This precious gem here bumped into me."

You nearly melted to the floor as heat rushed to your face again. The pet name had your head spinning. Or maybe it was the intoxicating scent of their cologne. "It was an accident and I apologized."

The blonde softly smiled at that, but his eyes held a spark of mischief. "I'm sure it was, but I know Buck is not sorry that you bumped into him."

"Not sorry at all," he confirmed.

You shifted your weight and wondered if the bookstore was always so hot or if it was just them. Your skin heated up more under your clothes and your heart beat faster under their attention. Part of you wished you had a bottle of water to dump over your head and cool off. You didn't even want to think about being sandwiched between them because your legs would likely give out.

"Buck and Stevie?" you asked.

"That's what we call each other. I'm Bucky and that's Steve," the brunette smiled, nodding to the blonde. "Can call us Sarge and Cap if you want."

You couldn't put your finger on it, but something about them seemed familiar. Like you had either seen them somewhere or heard of them in passing, but that couldn't be the case. No, you would have remembered them.

Men like them were unforgettable.

"It's nice to meet you," Steve said, giving you an expectant look.

You told them your name after a second and you hoped you didn't look weird when you blinked a few times. You were trying to make sure you were awake and not dreaming. Because who bumped into two gorgeous men like this in a bookstore? That wasn't your life.

Except, today, it was.

“I really should have been looking where I was going. I mean, you're not hard to miss," you said, doing your best not to ogle at Bucky. "Neither of you are. I mean that in a good way."

"You aren't hard to miss either. I also mean that in a good way," Bucky smiled.

"I agree," Steve said, his eyes sweeping over you before you glanced at yourself.

You wondered what they saw exactly. It wasn't that you looked bad. You always left your place with confidence in your appearance. You just weren't used to most guys looking anymore.

Or maybe, just maybe, some are and I'm the one who isn't paying attention.

Bucky gently pried the book from your hand, his fingers lingering against yours. "And I'd like to pay for that."

"Oh, no. You don't have to," you argued as he added the book to his pile.

You noticed then that he held a couple of science books while Steve had novels on art. It intrigued you as both were fascinating subjects in their own way. You had a feeling both of them were the same way: captivating, wondrous, and deep.

"I want to."

"A gentleman would ask to get her a drink, too," Steve teased.

"I don't know if I'm a gentleman," Bucky mused as he looked at you. "But I would also like you to have a drink with us. Then I'll accept your apology."

What would the sassy heroine say in this situation?

"I-" you almost sputtered.

Not that.

"Now you're just being mean, Buck. It was an accident and she apologized," Steve chastised, but he smiled at you.

"I'm not," Bucky swore, clutching his chest with one hand. "Hurts right here where you bumped me. A drink with you would make us both feel all better."

Steve regarded you carefully. "Unless you have a boyfriend you need to get back to. Or girlfriend."

You couldn't help licking your lips, not knowing just how enticing the gesture was. It was dizzying to be on the receiving end of their stares again, yet you couldn't tear your eyes away as you looked between them. Was it wrong to enjoy the attention these strangers were giving you?

"No, I'm not seeing anyone," you said.

And no rings on their fingers, but no way can they be single.

Instead of turning to walk the other way, Bucky moved forward and bent his head. "Lucky us," he whispered against your ear before he brushed past you. "Mmm. You smell sweet. Like flowers," he added over his shoulder.

You bit back a whine before Steve gave you an assuring smile. You admitted to yourself earlier that you were lonely. Had you sent out some sort of vibe to the universe to get them to talk to you? Or did you manifest them into existence?

"I hope we aren't making you uncomfortable. Buck can come on a little strong when he sees something he wants," Steve said as he gently put a hand on your back to guide you. "Though I can't say I blame him in this case."

“No, it’s okay. He seems nice," you said, smiling to yourself at the compliment. "Even if he needs a drink to accept an apology.”

Steve's chuckle had you shivering as you made your way to the front of the store. "A drink he plans to pay for along with your book," he said, adding his small stack to the pile on the desk.

Standing behind them was a mistake as your gaze went right to their asses. You wondered if your friends would believe you if you told them about the two perfect specimens who could be models if they wanted to. Maybe they were since you had no clue what they did.

Stop staring. Don't think about grabbing their asses. Did they paint their jeans on? God, I need to get laid.

As if Bucky knew you were looking, he glanced over his shoulder and winked. You averted your gaze after that. He was clearly the more playful of the two, but something in his eyes told you he was a man you should take seriously. And Steve? You didn't ever want to be on the receiving end of upsetting or disappointing him.

Not like I'll ever find out. They're not actually taking me for a drink. They'll go their way and I'll go mine.

Bucky thanked the cashier before he turned and handed you your book with a card on top. "Stevie and I are gonna grab a drink at The Howling Commandos in a half hour if you wanna join us. It's just around the corner," he explained as you moved away from the counter. "If not, there are our numbers if you ever wanna chat. Just spare me the heartache and wait 'til we leave before you throw it out."

You curiously ran a finger over the card. It had both Bucky and Steve's names on them, but no business listed. It intrigued you even more now.

Who are you two?

"Thank you for buying my book. You really didn't have to do that," you said, touched that he was kind enough to do that. "And I'm not going to throw your card out."

No one in their right mind would do something like that.

"Thank you. I would've had to listen to him whine all night," Steve said, nudging his friend.

"Not all night. Most of it," Bucky teased. "And it was nothing. Does that mean you'll join us for a drink?" he added, his tone casual, but his gaze hopeful.

I would let you both devour me and I wouldn't object.

"You're really asking me?"

"Yeah, we are," Steve answered, his gaze almost as soft as Bucky's.

You wondered if it was a good idea. As charming as they were, you didn't know them. They didn't give you bad vibes though or the impression that they were playing a prank. Your gut told you to take a chance. Because your couch and books would always be there, but how many opportunities like this would you get?

Maybe they see that I'm a catch. And if it's just a drink and nothing more, it's nice to make new friends.

"I'll join you," you replied, your heart racing when they both smiled. It gave you the boost of confidence to flirt back a little. "If only to spare your feelings."

Both of their eyebrows shot up when you giggled and you took great pleasure in them laughing with you, like the three of you were sharing a private joke.

"Careful, little gem," Bucky smiled as he held the door open for you. "You might just make us fall in love."

"Might?" Steve smiled as they headed out, too. "Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

You managed not to stumble onto the sidewalk at their words. They were just being charming. It had to be. God, they were lethal.

How am I going to survive having drinks with them if they keep flirting like that?

"See you in thirty minutes," you said as you regained your composure.

"Don't be late."

"Otherwise Steve will have to punish you," Bucky winked before they turned and walked away, leaving you awestruck where you stood.

Welp. There go my panties.

So, how long before it takes them to ruin you? And how long before you find out what they do for a living? Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! 💙

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ownedbyfictionalwomen · 1 year

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good boy

camboy!bucky barnes x fem!reader

the good boy trilogy - part 1

you and bucky have known each other for a little while, but you both still have your secrets. what happens when you find out what bucky does on friday nights? and what goes on when he realises that you may not be as naive as you seem? very smutty! 18+ 2.2k words.

Since leaving the marines, Bucky has had so much free time that he doesn’t know what to do with it. Take up a new hobby? No. Make some new friends? No. Learn to play an instrument? No.

Instead, he likes to torture you at the bookshop you work at: following you around when you’re restocking shelves and chatting to you whilst you serve all the other customers. You fully embrace his presence in your day, sitting with him in the local coffee shop on your break and saving him books that you think he might like.

That’s how your special relationship flourished: you’d give the books you liked to Bucky, he’d read them too and then the both of you would spend hours texting back and forth about your favourite parts. And, maybe you had ignored him for a few days when he said something particularly unpleasant about your favourite novel.

But when Bucky brought you your favourite, a salted caramel latte, before your shift at the shop, you totally forgot your petty argument and apologised for ignoring him. “I was worried about you, sweetheart.” he’d said, thinking you’d forgotten about him.

Having never had much romantic attention before, you were embarrassingly unaware of Bucky’s attraction to you, and whilst you were waiting for him to make the first move, he was waiting for you to recognise his interest- which was never going to happen.

Bucky thought you were the most naive girl ever to hit the earth, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Every Friday night, you’d log onto your most favourite website and fuck yourself endlessly for your favourite cam boy- The Winter Soldier.

The sexiest man you had ever seen. Obviously, you had only ever seen his body, perfectly sculpted and covered from top to bottom in the most intricate tattoos- he was a girl’s wet dream personified. You always wondered if Bucky had tattoos, it would probably make you fall harder for him if he did, but since you had only known him for a few months (and all of those months were in winter) you’d only ever seen him with long sleeves.

You and your soldier's Friday night sessions were private since you’d been a fan for so long, you’d tip him everything you could in his public streams, just begging to be noticed. And thank the lord he did notice you, you were growing tired and jealous of him conversing with all the other girls online and leaving you out.

Little tears of frustration would bead at the corners of your eyes whenever you had to watch him fist his cock and moan another woman’s name. He was so sweet and submissive with you now, following your orders accordingly and giving you an adorable “thank you, mommy” whenever you let him cum.

So whilst Bucky had this picture of you in his mind: an endearing and lovable bookseller, so complaint and pure- the perfect girl, he really couldn’t get further from the truth; you relished in the power you had when you were dominant, sexy and mysterious.

Every time he called you a pet name, he thought it went straight over your head but instead, you were imagining if it was you calling him cutesy names, devaluing his masculinity until he was like putty in your hands.

Almost every night before bed, you’d imagine Bucky there next to you, begging you to touch him and please him. You’d be the best he ever had, giving him the perfect place to relax his big and muscled body- one that had been expertly trained and carved by his time in the military.

His time in the marines wasn’t something he spoke of often, or fondly, and you guessed that it was probably his last resort after leaving high school. And that was true, Bucky had had no idea what to do when he left school- there were just too many options to choose from, and so he chose to follow his best friend into the army.

Years later, he was left battered and bruised after almost losing his arm, and with his inheritance, moved to a small town outside of New York to live out the rest of his days.

The story was different for you- you were a town native and had just returned after finishing college. Whilst you once wished to be a famous author in the big neighbouring city, you were happily co-owning the village’s only bookshop with one of your closest friends for now.

That was another thing that you loved about your slowly-blossoming relationship with Bucky- the age difference, it drove you crazy. Whilst Bucky had just passed forty, you weren’t even 25 yet, and that made your imaginations just that more erotic. A bigger, older man calling you “mommy”? It couldn’t get more perfect.

Sitting across from Bucky with a gingerbread latte in hand (Bucky had bought it for you, saying it was time to step out of your comfort zone of salted caramel), you listened to him give a detailed account of how he felt reading one of your favourites, Normal People by Sally Rooney.

“... and I just couldn’t get over the fact that it had no speech marks.” He whined, leaning back in his chair and putting the book down in front of him on the table. Your eyes widened as you saw what he had done to your copy, picking it up and smoothing out the corners that he’d folded over.

“Bucky! What have I told you about using a bookmark? Stop defiling my books!” You said. “And with regards to the punctuation… I think you should stop being a prescriptivist snob.”

He rolled his eyes at you, picking up his coffee again and taking a sip as you took a gulp of yours. “So, what you up to tonight, sugar?”

It was Friday, which meant Winter Soldier day, and a night full of orgasms for you. A dreamy smile broke out across your lips as you thought about the day ahead of you, and all the fun you were going to have later. You zoned out, forgetting about Bucky’s question.

Bucky saw the reaction form on your face and a violent feeling of jealousy took over him, sitting deep in his chest and causing his face to transform into a deep frown. “What?” He asked, more harshly than he intended.

You turned to him, that lovely smile still stuck on your face (to his dismay) and your mug raised halfway between the table and your mouth, “Huh?”

“Who’s got you smiling like that, sweetheart?” Bucky said, rolling up his sleeves and resting his elbows on the table as he began twisting his rings on his fingers. You loved it when he did that, it gave you an excuse to stare at his glorious hands and imagine what he could do to you with them.

Whilst you were thinking over a little white lie to tell Bucky (obviously not being able to tell him what you were actually doing tonight), you noticed the way his forearms flexed. But what you failed to notice until a few seconds later were his tattoos… you’d never seen them before.

They littered almost every inch of visible skin, except for his hands, and you thought they were beautiful. The way they wrapped around the muscles and the eerie colourlessness of them satisfied you- they made him look so masculine. You couldn’t stop imagining him on his knees for you, those hands holding your thighs apart as he dove inbetween them.

You grabbed his arm gently and moved closer to him on the leather bench seat you were both sitting on, so your thigh was pressed against his. Tingles pulsated through his skin where you touched him, “You like them, sugar?”

“Mhm… I do. I didn’t know you had tattoos. I love tattoos.” You said truthfully (nothing turned you on more), rubbing your thumb over the inked skin.

You were reminded of your Winter Soldier, and all the drawings that marred his perfect body: the two little doves that rested on his collar bone, the crown of thorns that ran right around his torso, but your favourite, and arguably the funniest, were the words “lucky you” tattooed just above his pubic bone.

“My friend, he has a pretty funny tattoo.” You said, giggling at the memory of the first time you saw it and the story Winter had told you about it being the punishment of him losing a bet against one of his friends, Sam.

“Oh yeah? What is it?”

“It’s words “lucky you”... just above his dick.” You said, pointed to the area on your body and laughing quietly. You were looking down at your tummy when Bucky’s face took on his reaction, no one apart from his viewers (and the few women he’d been with) had see that tattoo, and Bucky had obviously never slept with you, so that left one possibility.

You were a viewer.

Settling on your bed with your vibrator and your dildo laid next to you, you opened your laptop and quickly logged in to the website. Your body was physically shaking with excitement, you had been waiting all week to see your boy again and it was only minutes away- your pussy was already throbbing with the anticipation of being nice and full again.

A little while later, Winter popped up on your screen, in all his naked and tattooed glory with his thick glistening cock in his hand. You wimpered at the sight of its leaking head, fat beads of precum dripping down the length to his balls.

Your mouth watered at view in front of you, imagining the feeling of it hitting your g-spot and forcing your tight walls apart over and over as you rode him.

“Hi, mommy.” He said, and just like that your resolve broke and you moaned.

You turned on your microphone, “Hey, baby. You doing okay?”

Bucky recognised your voice immediately. How did he not realise before that is was you? The only woman he has ever and will ever submit to has been his sweet Y/n this whole time. The pure realisation caused him to fist his cock harder and faster.

“No, baby. Mommy didn’t tell you to go faster, did she?” You whispered, giggling at the way his hand loosened obediently. “Good boy.”

“Yes, I’m your good boy, Y/n.”

Your hand stopped on its path down to your clit, dropping onto your soft tummy in shock and gripping the material of your shirt. What the fuck? Winter only ever referred to you by your title, you had never told him your name, he only knew your username.

“Mommy… I meant Mommy.” Bucky said, trying to save himself… but he was in too deep now. He dropped his head into his hands and looked directly at the camera, showing you his face (online) for the first time.

He knew it was you… so what was the point in hiding anymore? He was tired of pretending he wasn’t attracted to you.

Bucky expected the call to end, maybe a brief goodbye… but what he definitely didn’t expect was for your face to appear on his screen in front of him. You turned on your webcam, looked straight into the lens and said, “Did Mommy tell you to stop, baby?”

He couldn’t resist your instruction, wrapping his hand around himself right away and moving it along his length nice and fast- just the way you always asked him to. His other hand reached down to cup his balls, heavy in his hand as he squeezed them.

“That’s it, baby. You know what Mommy likes, don’t you?” You asked, knowing you wouldn’t get a reply from the man on the other end of the call- sometimes he was just so desperate to touch himself that he lost all other sense around him, just focusing on pleasing you.

“What are you thinking about, sweetie? You gonna tell Mommy?”

You couldn’t take your eyes off Bucky’s face, watching the way he winced as he tried to hold back his orgasm, and the way his hand slowed when he was too close. He was so pretty, the prettiest boy you had ever seen.

As Bucky escaped his sex-filled haze, he finally answered you- “Thinking about… about Mommy bouncing on my cock. You’d feel so good, so tight.”

“Mhm. You thinking about me taking you in my pussy or my ass, honey? Which hole are you gonna choose?” You said, laughing at how Bucky’s eyes widened. “You didn’t think I was this slutty, did you?”

“No, Mommy.”

“You’re so naive, baby. Mommy has wanted you forever. Wanted to feel your thick cum leaking out of me since the day I met you.”

Bucky’s pace hastened to an almost unnatural pace, his tip a nice shiny red.

“Wish I could kiss my sweet baby. Are you gonna cum for Mommy?”

And before you could give permission, the thick white cream gushed down the side of his cock like a perfect stream. God, you wished you could lick it all up.

As you looked at him through the screen, you smiled at his adorable little fucked-out expression and the way the sweat trickled down his abs- he always worked so hard for his Mommy. But that didn’t mean that he was always the good boy he thought he was.

“You came without asking, baby. You’re getting punished when I see you.”

#bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x reader #camboy!bucky barnes #marvel

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sebastianstansqueen · 2 years

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He Rescues Her Right Back (Pretty Woman AU)

Summary: “You want me to be honest?” He asked, you nodded in response. “I mean this with no offense, but yeah, I care for you but you need to work on learning how to work and love someone.”

“Meaning there’s possibly no way for me to actually find love.” You sighed.

A/n: New series, as always to be tagged go to tagglist link in my bio or just down below, or send an ask, message or comment on this.

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biteofcherry · 1 year

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I’m thinking about camboy Bucky and:

a) Reader whose friend sets them up on a blind date (it’s a mutual friend and wants both these cuties to find each other; and the reader is one of the regular viewers of Bucky, but she doesn’t know she’ll be going on that date with him)

b) camgirl Reader who are aware of each other’s existence and decide on a one time, special occasion collaboration (the goal is to earn extra money and maybe gain new viewers, but neither expects how good fucking each other would be)

Hmm 🤔 What do you guys think?

#yeah it may be a future story #for now I'm poking at the idea #Bucky Barnes x reader #Bucky Barnes x female reader #camboy Bucky Barnes

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oh-my-damn · 1 year

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HELP ME FIND A FIC

Guys I need your frickin' help

Many many moons ago (probably like last year ish), before I started writing on this site, I read a series on here that I can't find (and I fucking need it rn PLEASE, it was so good)

It's a roommate/camboy!Bucky Barnes x reader fic. Basically Bucky is a camboy and reader finds out and when she loses her job, he offers her to help him out by earning some extra money? They're friends and she has a crush on him but nothing has happened before. It's a series, it's quite slowburn (especially considering the premise) and so it starts out with a lot of teasing and nipple action (stg it's so good). It moves slowly and feelings get entangled and they don't actually have full on sex on cam until towards the end, up until then it's been a lot of tit worshipping and oral/fingering etc. She wears a mask if I remember correctly!

PLEASE does anyone know who wrote this/what the name of the series is??? I am such a mood to reread it rn and I cannot for the life of me find it. I'm fairly certain I read it on here and not Ao3 but I also know a lot of authors have left from here so if you know who it might be pls let me know!!

#urgent #pls help me find this fic #its so good #i remember it affecting me so much sksjkskss #bucky barnes x reader #camboy bucky #roommate bucky

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httpwintersoldier · 10 months

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『 do it for me, doll. || bucky barnes x reader 』

pairing: pornstar!Bucky x f!reader words: medium summary: when life gets hard after the Avenger's disbandment Bucky has to find a new occupation, and you find it too.

『 part 2 』『 part 3 』

With the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D basically gone, the income of the remaining members was up to them entirely, and sadly, given Bucky's reputation and very recognizable appearance, many employers were reluctant or even scared to hire the man.

He had found some jobs, however he'd quickly get fired after complaints or after customers stopped showing up out of fear.

It was a tough life for Bucky, learning to live in this completely new world, while also being painted as a monster despite all of the heroic acts he had done over the years... It made living life almomst impossiblle.

However, he didn't understand. Peter had taught him how to use social media years prior, since he was tired of having people ask for his "@" and then laugh in his face when he didn't know what it was, and according to the people on said social medias, he was "a total DILF", "a 10/10" and "adorable". Bucky did have to ask for clarification on some terms, but after a while he got the gist of it, and appreciated the compliments. But why was it that he was so loved online yet so hated in real life?

The struggle in job searching ceased when someone bravely suggested that he should do porn. At first he was shocked, thinking it was rude for "BuckyInMe_69" to even suggest such a disrespectful thing, but then he began considering it.

Money and compliments in exchange for undressing? What was the worst that could happen? Harassment and constant disrespect? Bucky already got plenty of that on a daily basis without getting his cock out.

After considering it for several days, and trying to find any other job that would take him, the soldier said fuck it, and began researching about his new job. Where to go, where to start, what to do...

Bucky soon found out that he was an absolute natural. It was awkward at first, as he himself was quite an awkward person at times, but his naturally flirtatious personality and eagerness to be adored worked in his favour.

The only downside was the conversation he had with his co-worker-turned-friend Sam when the news reached his side.

"Bucky why are people sending me pictures of penises saying it's yours? Tell me this isn't your dick on my screen."

The soldier just laughed and told him it was payback for all of the Red Wing taunting.

He loved the money, but most of all he loved the compliments and appreciation. It was a nice contrast from all of the insults and judgement he got, and he felt like he could open up more and be himself on camera.

On the other end, you stared at a "Sign-Up!" screen on your computer, wondering if you were desperate for sexual gratification to the point of joining porn live streams. And the answer, as you soon found out, was yes. Yes you were.

After making the account your teeth played with your bottom lip as you searched through the plethora of options, when a certain someone caught your atention.

Was that... a metal arm? Were they cosplaying as Bucky Barnes? That would've been messed up... But as you brought the screen closer and squinted your eyes to look at the man on the thumbnail you realized it was actually THE Bucky Barnes. On a porn site. Livestreaming.

You clicked on his livestream (just out of curiousity, of course) and were instantly met with a view you could've only dreamed of.

Bucky was on a chair leaning back, his torso fully on display, tanned and shining, and his thighs just barely showing, covered with a pair of tight shorts that left little to the imagination.

He smiled and greeted everyone with the cutest voice, and for a second you forgot he was once a prominent assassin.

As luck would have it, he had just started streaming and there were very few people there, so, without thinking, you went ahead and booked a private session, before someone else "stole" him away and robbed you of the view.

Fuck. Shit. Fuck, dammit. It was only when Bucky raised his eyebrows and spoke that you realized what you had done.

"Wow, a session so soon, I didn't expect it! To the lovely fan that bought the session, I'll meet you in my private room, to the rest of you, I'll see you soon!"

With a click from his side, the screen turned into the thumbnail picture, with a white text on top that said "Private Session Time! I'll be back soon".

You stared at it for a while before realizing that he was waiting for you and you should probably join the session.

You took a deep breath (or several deep breaths) before joining your 20-minute session. You pressed the big golden button and the screen that once was locked, turned into an image of Bucky. The camera angle was lower, so now you could fully see his body from the head to the knees, and the shorts he wore were long gone, now replaced by a pair of tight grey boxers that perfectly showed the outline of his hard-on.

"Hey doll, how are ya?" He greeted, when he noticed the company had finally joined.

"Good, how are you?" You typed nervously.

You watched as his eyes moved to read the chat. Your thumb was in your mouth and you nervously bit your fingernail, anticipating the response.

"I'm doin' good princess. We got a shy one in our hands, do we? Are you gonna let me see you?" He questioned, his hand finding his crotch area.

You looked around, wondering if you should do it, and you just figured fuck it.

You placed the pc in front of you, a little farther away, so the camara would catch everything below your neck. You then knelt in front of the pc and turned it on.

You were shaking as you did so, but the way Bucky spoke, in such a gentle, soft yet sensual manner instantly put you at ease.

"You look gorgeous, doll."

Bucky stared at your hardened nipples, that were protruding in the very short nightgown you wore.

"Thank you."

The Soldier smirked, he could sense your nervousness from the quietness in your voice.

"Lean back for me doll, and spread your legs, I wanna see how wet you are."

You obeyed him, slowly stripping from your panties, and leaned against the headboard. You spread your legs, giving him full sight of your pussy.

When you looked at the screen he had rid himself of his underwear too, holding his hard shaft with his mechanical arm. The view was so hot and erotic you swore you could cum just at the view.

"You're so fuckin' pretty doll, can you touch yourself for me?"

Your hand sneaked down your body until your fingers found your clit and began slwoly rubbing circles.

"That's a good girl, I wanna hear how pretty you sound."

His pretty blue eyes were half shut, filled with lust as he began pumping his cock.

"You look... really good." You said, shyly.

That got a smile out of him and he brushed his hair back with his free hand.

"Yeah baby? You like to see me jerk off to you?"

"Yes... Yes, I love it." You admitted, your hand speeding up subconsciously.

"Why don't you finger yourself for me doll?"

You slowly inserted two fingers in, stealing a loud moan out of you.

Bucky's hand sped up at the sight and at the sound.

"Shit if you sound this good now, I can only imagine how you'd sound if I was inside you, fucking you until that pretty head of yours could only think of my cock."

Your head hit the backboard the second you heard those words, and your hand sped up.

"I wanna hear you too, please Bucky." You begged, and his cock twitched at the way you called his name

Grunts and whimpers instantly left his mouth, and his chest began heaving.

"You're doing so good... so good doll."

You added some speed to your hand and added another one, that circled your clit.

Bucky couldn't cum, since he still had a livestream to get back to after your session, but the sounds your fingers made fucking your own pussy made it hard for him not to say fuck it and cum for you.

"That's it princess, you sound so good right now, I wish I could fuck you until you couldn't move your legs anymore."

"Oh my- fuck! Bucky I'm gonna cum."

He smirked, as he could now slightly see your face, bottom lip trapped between your teeth and eyebrows furrowed with pleasure.

"That's it princess, cum for me. I wanna see you cum."

His words were like a command, and so you came in front of him, with a cry for his name, your legs shaking from the thrill of the experience.

The timer on Bucky's side signaling the session was over had rang about five minutes prior to your climax, but he was obsessed with you, and wanted to make you cum more than he wanted to go back to the live.

He hung out for a second, still stroking his cock, allowing you to catch your breath, before speaking up again.

"Alright doll, our time's up and I gotta get back, but I hope to see you here again." Bucky said, a playful smile on his lips, and an enchanting look in his eyes.

You covered yourself, suddenly feeling very exposed, causing the man to laugh inwardly.

"You might. You might..."

"I'm hoping I do princess."

Those were the last words you heard before he disconnected and went back to the live. You sat there, cathcing your breath still, and thinking about the past twety-something minutes.

How was it that the best sexual encounter you'd ever had was with a man that wasn't even in the room with you!?

A/N: if this pops off and people are interested I can make a part two!

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world-of-aus · 10 months

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Live Now

Pairing: Camboy!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

Warnings: No warnings for this chapter.

Authors Note: Installment 3 to live now! We're continuing to build story, next installment will be much longer and steamier! Happy Readings Buns.

“What about Pietro?”

You look away from the movie playing on your TV, to find Wanda’s questioning gaze, “what?”

Your friend rolls her eyes, “you heard me y/n what about Pietro?” Natasha perks up, rolling from her back to look at the two of you, “That’s actually not a bad idea.”

You’re shaking your head, “no, that’s your brother, that’s her brother, I can't.”

She raises a brow at you, “you can’t or won't?” You give her a look as to question if she’s being serious right now. “I can't, that is your brother,” you stress, “you do hear yourself, right?” I’m not exactly going to be covered, you saw the set!”

“Oh come on,” she says sitting up straighter, “you want to extend the type of content you put out, and Pietro is not some stranger off the street, it’s perfect.”

“Perfect? Wanda what - are you hearing yourself, you’re saying that it’s perfect to take mostly nude photos with your brother.” Wanda gives you a look, “that’s because it is, it’s not like he hasn’t seen it before.”

“Wanda!” you screech, “you brother’s seen my stuff?” The redhead is rolling her eyes as if it’s the most obvious thing, “How else was I going to be a supportive best friend? If I show my brother your sets, he’s likely to send them to his friends and they’ll send it to their friends hence more views.”

“Oh God,” you groan heat flooding your cheeks, “it’s really not a bad idea,” Natasha mimics her previous statement, “you know Pietro, you to get along well, I’d say he’s a perfect contender to open up that door for working with other cammers.”

“Thank you,” Wanda agrees, “see it like this, you open that door, and you’ll have buckmeup in your DMs sooner than you think.” It’s falls silent at the mention of the male cammer, “what?” Wanda questions looking at the two of you, “what did I say?”

“Let’s just say we’re not huge fans of buckmeup at the moment,” Natasha murmurs as she sits up. “Natasha.” You say at the same time Wanda perks to ask what’s going on. “He was just doing his job,” you say to Wanda, “and like I told Natasha repeatedly this morning I’m okay, it stung a little sure, but I’m a big girl, I’ve moved on, water under a bridge.”

“He worked with Vixen after he told her he didn’t think she could handle him.”

Wanda gasps, “he did not? The nerve, if anyone should be worried it should be him!” she consoles.

“That’s exactly what I told her!”

“Wait, so is this why you’re doing this? To get back at him?” Wanda questions, you shake your head, “Natasha was when I told her about the live and Buckmeup not holding true to his word -”

“What word?” Wanda asks.

“He mentioned he would tell his fans to go and check her page out for their personal thank you during his live.” Natasha answers. “He ended it without so much as a thank you or acknowledgement of her. But y/n decided to thank them with her sets anyway and the live she has planned for tomorrow.”

Wanda hums mulling over both your shared remarks, “I think you should do the sets with Pietro,” she says after a moment, “open that door, I'm sure it was going to be something considered eventually. You were doing just fine before buckmeup watched your live and slid in your DM’s, and whether you can handle him or not well that’s not a decision he should make for you, he probably only said it because he knows he won’t be able to handle you.”

Natasha can see the look in your eyes, she reaches for your hand, “hey,” she murmurs grabbing your attention,” do this for you, don’t do it for any other reason other than for your own benefit, not even for me.”

Your gaze drifts between your two friends, “How do we know Pietro will even agree?”

“Hold that pose, y/n keep looking in the mirror, and Pietro you,” Natasha moves into the frame of the mirror guiding Pietro further into the depth of your exposed neck, his lips barely grazing your skin. “Now bring this hand here.” She glides his hand down your exposed mid, drifting it till his fingers are just dipping into the lace of the barely there panty. “Perfect,” she muses stepping back and out if frame to take the photo, a soft shutter sounds in the air.

This was the more ‘scandalous’ part of the set, the part where Pietro made an appearance. Natasha had agreed before taking the photos that you shouldn’t jump head in, she advised capturing the allure of your following by having only a few select photos with Pietro in them. “We won’t go to touch heavy today, sorry Pietro, maybe next set. We want to introduce the idea to fans, leave them wanting more – the sexier the better.” she had mentioned while setting up the camera.

Pietro hadn’t minded, he was eager enough to shoot this set with you when Wanda had called him at the end of girls night yesterday evening. Even holding you to the promise that you’d reach out to him if you couldn’t find a willing participant for next time.

“God you two look so good together,” you friend grins, excitement in her voice. “Pietro lean into her a little more, dip your fingers lower and spread your hand out – yes! Just like that, now look into the mirror, perfect! Now y/n close your eyes for me, and lay your head back down onto his shoulder, good, don’t move.”

You can hear the soft shutters of the camera shooting, a smile pulling at your lips, Pietro tickling the sensitive skin of your neck. Your hand comes up, fingers curling into the hair at the base of his neck Natasha takes a few more shots before she’s letting the two of you know she’s done. “I think we got them.”

She moves over to the two of you, your limbs unwinding as you look over the shots. “Those are really good,” you grin looking over your shoulder, “thanks P. You really made this set.” He mirrors your grin putting an arm over your shoulder squeezing, “Anytime, say you’ll send me the link for the pics later?”

Both your gazes return to the sets, “Course, after my live when I upload, hell I’ll even send you the link to the live if you want.” You grin eyes taking in the set, your fans were going to lose their minds.

After Pietro and Natasha had taken their leave, you took to editing the sets so that they would be ready for upload after your live that you had planned this afternoon. You opted to leave the set on, a black silky robe thrown on as you finished the last edit.

Looking over the final sets you’ve chosen for upload you switch tabs logging into the website, a handful of notifications from your previous set sit waiting for you to read over. You leave them unopened toggling through the website. Going into your uploads, you set it to release after upload fingers hovering over the keys as you rack your mind for a caption. Your fingers took to typing when a phrase managed to pop in your mind.

Shady? Maybe. But you knew your worth.

‘You could never handle me - xoxo’

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #camboy!bucky #camboy au #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes au

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imyourbratzdoll · 2 years

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Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

I’d like to thank @junipermuses - @royalsweetteaa - @st3rgirl - @foreverenchantingchrisevans for all of their help with creating my first kinktober and their putting up with me annoying them with it💗 and an extra thanks to @foreverenchantingchrisevans for making my kinktober sign💗

🌸𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓-𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑!🌸

🔞𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊/18+ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄!🔞

𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓.

🌸𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 1🌸:

3rd 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉

ft cop boyfriend steve rogers x girlfriend reader.

dry humping and praising

5th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹

ft jock jake wyler x naive reader.

glory hole and corruption/innocence

7th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝓌𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔

ft roommate colin shea x roommate reader.

voyeurism

9th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉

ft sheriff lee bodecker x criminal reader.

face-fucking and cum eating

🌷𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 2🌷:

10th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝒶𝓏𝑒𝒹

ft tutor jake jensen x student reader.

cream pie and breeding kink

12th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒

ft step-dad johnny storm x step-daughter reader.

exhibitionism

14th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌

ft neighbour lloyd hansen x neighbour reader.

dubcon

16th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹

ft boyfriend chris evans and his best friend sebastian stan x girlfriend reader.

sharing kink and cuckolding

🍄𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 3🍄:

17th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓁

ft camboy ransom drysdale x camgirl reader.

spanking and being recorded

19th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒

ft best friend’s brother curtis everett x inexperienced reader.

somnophilia

21st 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒

ft coach lance tucker x assistant coach reader.

overstimulation and semi-public sex

23rd 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈

ft doctor steve kemp x patient reader.

dacryphilia and knife kink

💗𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 4💗:

24th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁

ft boss bucky barnes x co-worker reader.

fingerfucking

26th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

ft caregiver frank adler x babysitter reader.

cockwarming

28th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎

ft lawyer andy barber x naive reader.

daddy kink and thigh riding

30th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒

ft were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader.

monsterfucking, public sex and sex pollen

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓌𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈

ft daddies ari levinson, nomad steve rogers, curtis everett. their best friends bucky barnes and andy barber and reader’s teacher jake jensen x little student reader.

group sex, begging, voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sir kink, semi-public sex, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, sharing kink, cum eating, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, nipple play, spit kink, hair pulling, squirting, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cuckolding, aftercare, being recorded and teasing

this fic is dedicated to @junipermuses without her, it wouldn’t exist💗

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 2 - 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen and his best friend johnny storm x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, aftercare, exhibitionism and teasing

also this one @junipermuses 💗

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 3 - 𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen, his best friend johnny storm, neighbours ari levinson, andy barber and their brothers curtis everett and frank adler x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, cuckolding, fingerfucking, group sex, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cum eating, aftercare, teasing, spit kink, semi-public sex, begging and exhibitionism

and this being part 2 of lavender dreams, dedicated to @junipermuses 💗

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worldofausupdates · 10 months

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Wanda hums, “I think you should do the sets with Pietro, open that door. Get him craving that kitty.”

Natasha can see the look in your eyes, “hey, do it for you, don’t do it for any other reason other than for your own benefit.”

Your gaze drifts between your two friends, “How do we know Pietro will even agree?”

A little teaser for installment 3 of Live Now 😌

#camboy!bucky

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navybrat817 · 1 year

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You know what? Nope. No negativity right now. 🥰

How about camboys Bucky and Steve? ❤️🔥❤️

#navybrat rambles #bucky barnes #steve rogers #camboy!bucky barnes #camboy!steve rogers #stucky x reader #future fic #daddy bucky barnes #sir steve rogers #my safe space #we have fun here

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anchoeritic · 2 years

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「 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢’𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬. 」

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dbf!bucky barnes x fem!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ only // minors dni // nsfw content, clit play, fingering, handjob, mutual masturbation, daddy kink, orgasm denial, pet names; peaches, baby, angel, dove.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in which your favourite camboy is your dad’s best friend; bucky barnes.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i saw how you all ate up my last dbf!bucky fic so i have granted you another. anyways reblogs and feedback are appreciated but never pressured, thank you so much!

bucky continued to pump his cock, looking darkly into the camera lens, biting on his lower lip.

the thought of a perfect girl soaring through his mind, his dick growing harder at the image.

down on her knees, innocent eyes looking into his tired ones, plump lips wrapped around his girthy cock, taking him in down her throat.

“fuck, darlin’” he whined, throwing his head back, feeling his release come close.

a spam of hundreds of hearts continued to flood his comment section, adding to the thirsty compliments of his subscribers, his whores really.

running his thumb over his tip, he collected the excess pre-cum, spreading it all over the head, letting the viewers watch as it dripped down the sides of his cock. “mm, you’re doing s’good f’me, angel”

“be good and show daddy your fingers..” he whispered out of breath, sliding his tongue over his top lip, grinning at the camera.

the girl over the screen whimpered, sliding her fingers out of her pussy, waving them infront of her screen tiredly, obeying the instructor. “uh.. uh, daddy..” y/n mumbled, the feeling of emptiness disappointing her.

“just wanna cum for you”

“only you, daddy.”

she spoke clearly into the speaker of her phone, watching as the words started form on the screen.

breathy laughs left from bucky’s lips, hearing the sound of gold bars ding, the sound of his money rollin’ in like no other, sending a fat check to his bank account.

gold bars. they were the one way to barnes’ big ole heart.. and dick.

drowning him in your riches, begging to cum for him, that was truly the only things he loved in the world. money, cumming, and power over submissive bitches who would do anything for him.

“don’t give me that look, peaches. you know i don’t like when you pout.”

“you cum when i let you cum.”

“that pretty pussy is mine and mine fuckin’ only, and you should know that.”

“isn’t that right, angel? my pretty pussy, my pretty girl.”

shuttering, she spread her legs wider, trembling as she felt the cold air hit in all different places, sending a shiver up her spine. “a-all yours...”

“all yours, daddy.” she whispered.

“god!- look at my fuckin’ pussy, admire it, take in it’s goddamn beauty, dove, you’re so perfect.”

he praised, staring seductively into the lens. his tongue swiped over the soft palette of his bottom lip, making sure to bite it afterwards.

that look almost made her cum, fucking gush around all her fingers.

his dark eyes, messy hair, the smallest string of drool sliding down from the sides of his mouth... wet cock, large with a certain curve no one’s ever seen. body shaped by the gods, abs flexed, chest heaving up and down heavily.

“baby, look at it and tell me how pretty it is.”

shaking, she slid a finger between her folds, massaging her clit slowly. “i-i-” she stuttered, choking on a breath. “d-daddy..”

“c’mon, show daddy.”

circling her clit, she nodded her head quickly, obeying his orders once again. “promise to be good..”

“i-it looks pretty, doesn’t it, daddy?”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes fic #marvel smut #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes fluff

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sebastianstansqueen · 2 years

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He Rescues Her Right Back The End?

A/N: Hey guys so yes this is a short series, but yeah I started to kinda get board writing it but I didn't want to delete every thing so I wrapped it up and yeah I'm done with it, and I hope what I write next will be better and more fun to write but I hope you guys liked it anyways, and as always Feedback is always appreciated if you want to be Tagged, either send an ask or comment on this or click on Taglist open.

Wordcount: 1,167

Warnings: Fluff, angst, and I think that's it? I missed any thing tell me pleas!

Masterlist // Taglist open // Series Masterlist

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You took the day off to be with Bucky he convinced you to buy these weird pizza balls. “We’ll get some and then we’ll pop a squat under a tree.” He shrugged.

“What?” You laughed, with a cheeky grin.

That night Bucky kissed you, this time the two of you expressed it with more of a love than just lust, he pulled off the thin lacy night now you wore, and you pulled off his boxers, and he slowly and softly made love to you, as he slowly moved in and out of you, he held you to his chest. “I love you.” You mumbled half asleep.

The next morning you ate breakfast, Bucky came walking out. “What are you thinking about?” He asked as he sat next to you.

“About how this is our last night together, and you’ll finally be rid of me.” You sighed. “Look I have a plane I want to see you again, so I’ll get you car and a condo.” Bucky shook his head and scoffed. “What, what's wrong?” You followed him out to the balcony.

“You honestly don't get it do you?” Bucky he turned to you. “Y/n I don’t want your money, last night you told me you-” He was cut off by the phone ringing, he nodded for you to get it.

You answered it, and it was your assistant, telling you that Howard wanted to have a meeting in a half hour. “Okay I’ll be there as soon as possible.” You started throwing things into your purse. “I’ll be back and then we can-”

Bucky shook his head. “I won’t be here.”

“Please.” You begged, he shook his head again.

You didn’t have a choice, you had to go to that meeting. “I’m sorry.” You said before heading towards the elevator. Bucky rolled his eyes and headed to the bedroom he grabbed everything, excluding the money from the night before.

He knew you’d never change and so he left before he could be hurt, he marched out of the hotel and Jarvis saw him leave.

You walked through the building that the meeting was going to be held at and when your phone started ringing you answered it without looking at who was calling. “Hello?” You asked.

“Mis. Y/l/n, this is Jarvis from the hotel, and I just saw Mr. Barnes leaving, is everything alright?” He asked with slight concern.

“What? Um yeah everything is alright.” You said. “I have to go though.” And then you ended the call, you couldn’t believe that Bucky just left.

You had to get through this meeting, you sat down, and the meeting started, everyone had something to say, except you, you were dead silent, only thinking about Bucky, eventually everyone looked at you for an answer. “Can I have a moment alone with Mr. Stark.” You spoke to the men and women. All of them left the room soon after you folded your hands on the glass table. “Mr. Stark, I wanna be honest. I do think that a partnership would be amazing for both companies, but I think I might be taking a break for a little while.”

“I see this is about that man at dinner isn’t it?” Howard smirked.

You smiled and nodded. “Yes, I finally realized in order for me to be happy, truly, I’ll have to take that break.”

“As you should, look Y/n, I’m an old man, now, and I never took a break, I was a very distant person to my wife and son, and I’m shocked that they even stook around, and besides you don’t have forever, but I’m wondering how do we do that, partnership?” He asked with a soft but stern voice.

“We both agree, good, our lawyers can set up a contract and my assistant will take care of it.” You told him.

“I’m alright with that, now go clearly distracted.” Howard told you.

You left the room, sneaking through the people, and walking to the elevator, you left the building and your driver was waiting outside for you. “Where too?”

“Boerum Hill Brooklyn.” You recited the address of Bucky’s apartments too.

Bucky walked into the apartment, and found Steve and Sam still asleep in their beds, he huffed and started putting everything away, cleaning up the apartment, a little thing he’d do when he was irritated or angry, after a while of doing this, he heard the honk of a car hone that continuously did it, his brows furrowed at the annoying noise, and he looked out the window with the fire escape, he looked down seeing you standing at the bodom.

“What the hell are you doing here?” He yelled down to you.

You climbed up the fire escape, and up to his window.“I regret what I did, alright Bucky, I love you and I mean it, I want you to come back to California with me.”

He glared at you. “Admit you're an idiot.”

You huffed. “I’m a stupid idiot, who is despretly in love with you.”

Bucky smiled and pulled you in for a kiss. “Your my stupid idot that I’m despretly in love with.”

One Year Later

You and Bucky were still together and living in California, and in fact you were still growing your company and doing that bringing it to New York, which you gave Steve and Sam jobs to be your chief financial officer and, chief operating officer, Bucky was very alright with not having to work for a while, but eventually he got bored and wanted something to do, and so now he owned his own small bakery which you help fund because why not.

But today was special being your one year anniversary, and you wore a dark blue dress along with nude heels with diamond butterflies on them, your hair was softly curled, you walked in and Bucky was already at the table waiting, you walked up, and sat down. “I’m so sorry, I’m late.” You apologize immediately.

“Y/n, it’s fine, I understand.” He told you taking your hand in his. You smiled softly and he took your hand in his squeezing it softly.

After finishing dinner, dessert was brought out, your leg under the table bounced nervously, as the cheesecake Bucky picked out was brought to the table, with chocolate drizzle, and in one of the loops there was a gold band. He looked at the ring with furrowed brows. “Bucky.” He looked up to see Steve and Sam.

“What the hell?” He asked.

“As we know sometimes I’m not great with words, so I brought your friends to speak for me.” You smiled.

Bucky looked at his friends again for answers. “Y/n, has determined that she wants to marry you.” Sam told him.

Bucky started forward for a second. “I think we broke him.” You whispered.

“No, Yes, um what do you mean is.” He pulled a ring box out of his pocket.

“Well you know my answer already.” You smiled and squeezed his hand.

#bucky x reader angst #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #marvel #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #camboy!bucky x ceo!reader #ceo!bucky barnes #ceo!bucky #ceo au #ceo!bucky x reader #ceo!bucky x wife!reader #ceo!husband!bucky x wife!reader

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