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finnofamerica · 11 months

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The Week Of - Bucky Barnes X Reader || Part 4 || Angst

Summary: As a bridesmaid in your best friend’s wedding, you are invited to stay with her during the week of the wedding as everything gets prepared for the big day. Things don’t quite go as planned when you discover that you will be bunking with one of the groomsmen.

Word Count: 1,150

Date Posted: 06.13.23

TW: strong language, AFAB language used, Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria, Hangover, non-verbal,

Note: I know it took a while. The Big Sad has been kicking my ass, but I finally managed to finish it after working on it bit by bit the last two weeks.

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You woke up in the king-sized bed, the blanket tucked tightly around you. Your head pounded as you remembered the events from last night. It didn’t take long for you to realize that you were alone in the room. There was no shower running and music playing like you had woken up to yesterday morning. Aside from his luggage, the only sign of Bucky’s presence was the glass of water and two alka seltzer tablets set on the bedside table. Then it hit you. How did you end up in bed? Bucky must’ve carried you to bed after you passed out. Because you definitely fell asleep on the floor in the bathroom. You popped the tablets in the water and watched it fizz as you mentally prepared yourself for the day. You were not excited to see Bucky. You weren’t excited when Ava inevitably noticed that you were acting ‘weird’ around Bucky. Tonight was the rehearsal dinner, which meant another busy day for the hungover crew. Well, you were hung over.

“Come get some breakfast, sister,” Greyson greeted you when you dragged your pajama-clad self to the kitchen, “I got bagels. Your favorite, right?” You nodded, cringing at the volume of his voice. “Hung over?” He chuckled, “You got the water, and Alka Seltzer Buck brought you?” You nodded again. “Nonverbal?” You nodded. “You gonna use some words sometime today, maybe?” He asked sweetly. You shrugged. It was a possibility; you just weren’t able to right now. After last night, you didn’t have the energy to make words. You grabbed a few bagels, toasted and loaded them with schmear. You sat at the kitchen table, nibbling on your breakfast, when Bucky walked through the front door with coffee. You furrowed your brows, and your face flushed when Bucky handed you a drink. Your favorite drink. “I told him what to get you,” Greyson picked up on your confusion, answering the unasked question. You took a long sip, savoring the sweet brew. It was like heaven in a cup, and even though you knew it didn’t work that way, you swore you could feel your headache easing already. “How are you not hungover?” Ava groaned as she dragged herself into the room, Greyson handing over a plate of her preprepared breakfast. “You’re a saint,” She tiptoed to land a kiss on his cheek and took one of the coffees from Bucky. “I don’t get hung over,” Bucky shrugged, “Never have.” “Are you immortal or something?” “Not as far as I’m aware, no.” Ava gave a short hum of approval before turning to you. “Are you ready for today?” She asked. You shook your head. “Oh, it’s one of those mornings.” You nodded. “Alright. That’s understandable. You’ll be okay today?” You nodded again.

Ava started laying out the plan for the day. They would go to the ceremony rehearsal, then a quick lunch break, then more ceremony rehearsal, and finally, the rehearsal dinner. Of course, you were paired with Bucky through the whole thing. Having to link arms with him as you practiced walking down the aisle made your skin crawl. Two hours in, you couldn’t stand it anymore and broke away in the middle of rehearsal to run to the bathroom. You sat on the bathroom stall floor, head between your knees as you self-soothed. Taking long slow breaths to stop the aching in your chest. “Y/n, you in here, sweetie?” Ava asked, knocking on the main bathroom door, peaking her curly head of hair through the door. “Yeah,” You replied meekly, muffled slightly by your legs. You heard her footsteps approach you, and she slid underneath the stall door, joining you on the floor. “What’d wrong, Hunny?” “Bucky rejected me,” Your voice cracked, hearing the words out loud for the first time, “We made out last night, and I thought we were going to have sex, and he rejected me.” “Oh babe, can I hug you?” You nodded, and Ava pulled you into a hug without hesitation. You held on tightly like you were clinging to a lifeline, a buoy barely keeping you above the rising tide. “If he can’t see how wonderful you are, then he doesn’t deserve you, sweet girl.” Ava cooed, rocking you gently in her arms. “You deserve to have someone who appreciates the way your brain functions.” After a long while, you calmed, rejoining the party with Ava at your side. “Let’s take a break for lunch,” Ava suggested, dismissing the group of people, before pulling her fiance aside, surely to explain your encounter with Bucky from the night before. You followed the rest of the bridesmaids out to where your catered lunch was waiting, idly chatting with them.

“What the hell did you do?” Greyson pulled Bucky aside, away from where the bridal party was currently eating. “What?” Bucky’s brows furrowed. “What happened with Y/n last night?” “We made out, we almost had sex, but I didn’t want my first time with her to be while we were both drunk. Call me old fashioned, but I was taught to respect women.” He defended himself under Greyson’s accusing glare. “I like her enough, I wanna get to know her better before we - y’know?” “She doesn’t understand that, Bucky. She thinks you don’t like her. If you like her, you need to tell her that. That’s why she’s been upset all day. Rejections hurt worse for her. She has big feelings.” Bucky’s heart sank in his chest. He didn’t realize how much that seemingly insignificant rejection would hurt you because, to him, he wasn’t really rejecting you, just taking a raincheck on your little attempted affair. “I’ll talk to her,” He sighed, “There are lots of things about her I don’t know, huh?” “Yeah, and it is not my business to tell.” Bucky slunk back into the building with Greyson.

When you finally arrived back at “home,” you were beyond exhausted. You could feel every bit of the amount that you had walked in heels that day. Your calves were aching. You rushed upstairs, collected your pajamas, and headed to the restroom to change. Bucky must’ve not been in much of a hurry to go to bed because you were tucked away and mostly asleep when the door softly opened and shut, announcing Bucky’s presence. You could hear him shuffle around the room before entering the bathroom to change. The bed gently shifted when he sat on the side. “I know you’re probably sleeping,” he whispered into the silence of the room, “I’m sorry that I hurt you. I didn’t mean to make you feel rejected. I just didn’t want the first time we had sex to be some drunken fling. I want to get to know you, Y/n. I’ll sleep on the couch downstairs again tonight. We’ll talk in the morning.” The door creaked shut, and your soft snores filled the silence.

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#finn writes #marvel x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #james barnes x reader #james buchanan barnes x reader #buvky barnes #james barnes #james buchanan barnes #06.13.23 #this took me so long #the big sad has been kicking my butt #but i finally got it done #im lowkey so proud of myself

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sebsgirlsblog · 2 months

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I got 10 followers in two days?? It sounds like a small amount but thank you all!!🩷🩷😭😭

#girlhood #girlblogging #im just a girl #this is what makes us girls #girlblogger #bucky barnes #female rage #kick ass #sebastian stan #im just a girl in the world #aaron taylor johnson #james buchanan barnes #james franco #female hysteria

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florida3exclamationpoints · 10 months

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Anyway. We probably found a new home for bucky and he's probably leaving tomorrow

#only reason its not for sure is #i stayed home when my family went to meet them bc it was a Bad Day #but then they came home like 'they're the ones' and i feel like i cant agree to give him to someone without ever meeting them #so we're gonna take him to their house again tomorrow so i can meet them #then take him to a park alone so i can think about it and have a minute with him #and as long as i dont have a reason to completely hate them #we'll take him back to his house and leave him with them #its so scary bc he got returned so fast last time #and everything my parents have said about these people sounds good but im nervous bc i didn't meet them #which ive been kicking myself over real bad #but :/ its not till tomorrow evening so we have most of the day with him #bucky

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little-miss-bi-panic · 4 months

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𝑰 𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖… 𝑫𝒐 𝑰 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉?- 𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔

Description - What happens when weeks of tension finally snap?

Warnings - Language, and like vauge descriptions of fighting, and lmk if i missed anything else, plus a lil cliche moment

ok so this is the first time im writing for bucky so lets go

requests or anything are welcome because ngl i dont know what to do

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The sound of my fists hitting the punching bag resounded throughout the room, a loud thwack echoing over and over. Regrettably, even as late as it was, this was the best way I could distract myself from him. Bucky fucking Barnes. Everyday he pissed me off, criticizing me over every little thing, he'd make the rudest remarks, and still having the audacity to be cold and unfeeling whenever I said something back. God how I hated him. But part of me always asked, did I really though?

I shook that thought out, as I kept hitting the bag, pouring the weeks of frustration I felt into every blow. Frankly I was determined to knock the whole damn thing across the room, but I was interrupted abruptly by an all too familiar voice behind me.

"You know your form is all wrong right?" Bucky said, his tone ever so slightly condescending.

"It works just fine for me," I retorted, whipping around to face him, "unless you'd rather I demonstrate on you, leave me alone and mind your own business for once."

My remark evidently didn't faze him, as he stepped closer to me, us nearly nose to nose with each other.

"You wouldn't dare," he growled, his voice low and his eyes cold.

"Oh yes I would," I spat, feeling a strange mixture of anger and annoyance bubbling up, and maybe, just maybe a slight hint of something else entirely.

"Let's see it then"

"Bring it on old man"

I slid under the wires that boxed in the fighting ring, but I wrapped my hands quickly and stood opposite of Bucky, my fists raised, prepared. Bucky made the first punch, and soon it was like a dance. Dodges, punches, kicks, anything to win. But it all happened so fast, I barely had time to register exactly what happened, before I was flat on my back. My arms pinned to my chest, with Bucky kneeling over me. He leaned himself foward, mere inches away from each other.

"Give up yet doll?" he whispered, his voice low.

Why do I feel this way? I thought I hated him, I was supposed to. So why did I feel anything but hate?

I looked up at him, and I did something I never could have seen myself doing. I kissed him. After the initial surprise, he kissed me back. He kissed me back. He let go of my hands and slipped them around my neck, kissing me full of fervor and passion. I wrapped my hands around his neck in the same manner he did, and we pulled back, breathing heavily.

"You don't even know how many times I've thought of doing that," Bucky said breathily, a smirk on his face.

I smiled at him and just as fast as I ended up on my back, I had put him on his. I smiled at him, his arms already pinned to his chest.

"You little-"

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #marvel #james buchanan barnes

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lovelybarnes · 1 year

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The Thing- B. Barnes

Pairings: bucky barnes x reader Warnings: best friend bucky, i do not think it’s an au but honestly i dont know? I wrote this for fun so i made details fuzzy, innuendos. Did i check over this right im so tired About: new girl inspired. I was watching the episode with the trench coat and that fucking scen got to me like??? I had to. I started crying.

Bucky thumps around in your closet, too-long limbs making the doors shake when vibranium fingers slam against them. He grunts, followed by a disconcerting silence, only charcoaled by the metal clinking of steel hangers and heavy breaths. You purse your lips, looking up from your phone to stare at the shut doors. You can imagine him standing frozen for a glimpse of peace. Or staring at your favorite sweater, metal-finger-torn. You frown.

“Are you okay? Did you pass out?”

He huffs, more shuffling noises ensuing. “No.” Something drops to the floor.

“Pick that up!” you call when it doesn’t sound like he does.

“Why couldn’t I change in the same room? It’s cramped in here. And you’ve seen more.” He pauses and you can hear his smirk. “So have I,” he mutters pleasedly.

Your fingers reach for the closest thing and launch it at the closet. “Because the last time you did, Wanda walked in, and then Sam did, and we ended up with half of our friends staring at you half-naked on my bed.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” Bucky argues.

“And my closet isn’t that small,” you quip.

Your closet doors roll open, light defining Bucky’s features and catching the blue in his irises. His sweater compliments the color too nicely than should be possible. Along with it, he wears a grimace.

“What’s wrong? You look great.”

“I’m starting to regret agreeing to this,” he admits, pulling at a thread.

“Starting to?” you parrot. “Agreeing?” You shove your legs to the side of the bed and stand, heading toward him. “Bucky, they had to bribe you into saying maybe. And then you insisted on staying anyway the entire time up to now.”

“I would really rather stay here with you.” Bucky leans into your touch when you settle your hands on his shoulders, squeezing gently.

“That’s all you’ve been doing for months,” you point out.

“And I’ve really enjoyed it,” he allays.

You laugh, fingers coming to a frustrated rest on his face. You try to come up with an argument but fail, deflating. “Me too.”

He grins. “See? I’m gonna go tell them I’m just gonna stay here to watch more horror movies with you.”

You loop your index and middle around his wrist before he can leave your room. “You know how much I love you. And how much I love spending time with you. Which is why I think you should go.” You continue before he can begin to argue. “This’ll be good for you. And me. You’re kind of annoying, you know?” you tease, wrinkling your nose.

He rolls his eyes but relents, inhaling deeply. “Fine.”

“If you absolutely hate it—”

“I will.” You glare at him.

“Then I will fully support you in never going out again.”

He perks up. “You’re my best friend. You should support me before that,” he jibs.

Exasperated, you wag a lazy finger in the air. “You’re so annoying.”

The door to your room bangs open to Sam and a slightly begrudging Steve both very dressed up. Sam has a hand over his eyes, other arm extended dramatically to search around him. “Everyone decent this time?”

You glance at Bucky.

“Yes, Sam,” Bucky groans.

He grins and claps. “So we can finally go out? Do I have to drag you out kicking? ‘Cuz I will.”

“He did,” Steve remarks further.

“No,” Bucky glowers, then gestures to you. “‘Convinced me.”

“Of course,” Sam says, turning to you with a smile. “Now, you. I love you, you know that, but tonight we’re going out to have fun. Which means,” he begins to count off on his fingers, “none of the girlfriend texts or calls you send all the time.”

“They’re not girlfriend,” you argue.

“And she can call me if she needs anything,” Bucky adds.

“But try not to,” Sam insists. “Now, let’s go.”

Bucky rolls his eyes, lamely watching his friends go out the door again. He turns to you and pecks your forehead. “Call me for whatever. I’ll probably thank you if I’m not the one insinuating.”

You shove him lightly. “Have fun.”

“Love you too!” he laughs, waving once more at you before he disappears past your doorframe. It’s only a few more seconds of the guys chatting before the apartment door closes and steals away the noise with it.

You deflate, sagging onto your bed. Dazedly, your fingertips drift to your forehead, where the shadow of a kiss still warms your skin. Frustration digs its nails into your arm and your hand fists, eyes squeezing closed. There’s the sticky rush of tears in the back of your throat and you groan loudly, but it’s obstructed and thin.

You pop an eyelid open when something else catches your attention, squeezing your lips closed to focus on the thin, chalkboard scratches further away. You sit up and stare out your door for a second, before realizing it’s coming from the front door.

“Bucky couldn’t have backed out by now,” you mutter, reasoning that he could’ve forgotten something when the noise suddenly stops. “Huh,” you quip. He must’ve found it.

You sigh again, at least satisfied that the sudden burst of emotion had passed. Deciding not to dwell on it, you pull your laptop onto your bed and search for a show to watch until you come up with something better to do.

It’s an episode and a half past when the noise returns, a little louder and accompanied by a faint tapping. Hopeful, you pause the episode, expecting for it to disappear with the click of your touchpad. When it doesn’t, you tense and think, calling out your friends’ names and listening to the responding quiet.

You pull at your fingers nervously, debating stilling to will it to go away or going to investigate. Clips from yours and Bucky’s horror movie night the previous day flash in your mind, making you cringe and stay put. Silence falls after a minute, but you remain unsettled, uneasily dragging yourself off your bed, poking your head out from your room to observe the hall up to the living room. “Bucky? Sam?”

No response.

You stare at the door, expecting some tangible inference of yours to appear in the shadowed crooks of the weathered red thing. When it doesn’t, you force yourself to be brave and head down to the living room, wrapping yourself in blankets with your front facing the entrance.

You resume your show but pay only half attention to it, jumping when there’s a loud crash in a scene. Hand to your heart, you pant at the scare, dissolving into a disbelieving laugh.

“I’m an idiot,” you state to no one. “I’m scaring myself.”

You splay yourself on the couch and breathe, rationalizing.

“This is Bucky’s fault,” you say matter-of-factedly. “He’s the one who chose home invasion horror when he was leaving me home alone the night after.”

You stare at your keyboard, rubbing off a smudge on the space key.

“I hate home invasion horror,” you mutter, running a hand down your face.

“This is pathetic,” you lecture. “What am I reduced to?”

Bravely, you stand, taking your computer with you to the kitchen.

You’re gathering a ridiculous amount of oily cookie cutters in your oven-warmed apartment when you hear it again, louder and more startling than the previous times. You flinch, a multitude of colorful molds tumbling to the floor in your startlement.

You leave them in exchange for paying attention. Slowly, you slink over to the door, peeking through the peephole to see nothing. Now confused, you pull the door open, greeted with silence and an empty hallway.

You walk away once you shut the door with heavy hesitation, shoving warm cookies into your mouth, unsure.

Trying to be rational, you type out a short text contorting your panic into something a little more playful, your thumb hovering above the send button just as you remember Sam’s warning. Isn’t this what he meant? Silly requests that interrupt Bucky’s good time?

You stop, deleting everything you’d written and flipping your phone screen down on the kitchen island. Everything was fine, you were sure.

It’s juxtaposingly pleasing and frightening to hear it the next time; both disappointing and reassuring that your mind wasn’t making things up. The intervals between the noise get shorter, too, until it’s less than a half hour after the last, and you’re buzzing with paranoia.

You text your scariest friend first, anxiously waiting for Sent to turn Read below your message to Natasha, but it never does.

It takes half an hour and the noise to come back before you give up on her, instead watching Wanda’s three little dots pulse before they settle on an apology because she’s on a date.

Tony and Bruce are out of town for some convention and Thor is on vacation, meaning you’ve officially run out of friends to call for help.

Your fear builds until you can’t help yourself, powered by thorough panic when you click on your first contact number. It’s only a couple tones before Bucky answers.

“Hello?”

“Hey, so, no big deal, but there’s something scratching at the door and I’m worried for my life.”

“What?”

“This is your fault,” you cry. “It’s the movies, I—”

“It’s probably the neighbor’s kids playing tricks on you. You know they’re assholes.”

“But I’ve gone outside and there’s no one there. There’s no way they can run that fast, right?”

“Maybe?”

“Look, I’m really freaked out,” you admit. “I really don’t want to bother you but Nat isn’t answering and Wanda’s out on a date and it keeps coming back and—”

“Okay, hey,” Bucky’s voice comes through a little clearer, paying more attention. “It’s okay. I’ll come back, okay?”

“I’m sorry.” You feel bad. You feel so bad your skin prickles with regret, suddenly willing to stand out in the hallway and let your monster eat you alive.

“Don’t be.” You can feel the comforting nudge he gives you when he’s reassuring. “I was about to call you anyway, this is as bad as I remembered it being.”

You manage a weak laugh. “Thank you,” you say genuinely.

“Thank me by not asking questions when I somehow get there in three minutes, okay?”

You furrow your brows. “What? How would you—”

“I think that’s a question,” Bucky interrupts.

“You left already,” you conclude. “Why did you leave early?”

“I think it’s unfair you can do that.”

“I think it’s hypocritical of you to say that.” Your near peace dissipates when something scrapes down the length of your door. Uselessly, you duck down behind the kitchen island. “Are you here yet?” It’s more of a beg than anything, a longing for the sound to be his clumsy fingers with a dodging key.

“Elevator. Which means—” His voice fizzles predictably, inspiring a fresh surge of hate for the machine. A few expected seconds tick by, a click cutting them off.

“What—” You tap your phone angrily. “I hate this stupid building—”

The noise returns, sharp and close and angrier than you’d heard it. You’re only slightly comforted by the thought that Bucky should be nearby, mainly in vehement disagreement with your fate. You curl your fingers around a rolling pin and crawl closer to the door, nails digging into your palms at the close proximity of your aggressor.

The door flies open and you jump up in tandem. “Don’t! My best friend is really big and he’ll beat you up!”

Bucky stands in the doorway, blue eyes rounded, palms up and open.

You pant together for a moment, before your limbs relax in relief, rolling pin tumbling to the ground as you fall into his chest. “Oh my god.”

Automatic, his hands steady around your waist. He says your name in question, pulling you closer anyway.

“What was that?”

“I thought—I thought it was the thing.”

“The thing?”

“I don’t know what it is Bucky, that’s why I called you,” you snap, digging your nose deeper into his neck.

“I didn’t see anything outside,” he offers.

You deflate at his saccharinity. “I’m sorry. That was mean. Thank you for coming.”

“It’s okay,” he laughs, smoothing his palm over your back. It’s a comforting weight, his lovely tolerance of you endearing, although he’d frown at your choice of words. You pull away but stay at his side, laying your head on his shoulder. Your phone rings and you make no move to answer it. He looks at you questioningly.

“I left voicemails in case I died,” you explain, watching Clint’s contact picture flicker. “It might’ve been an exaggeration but look how late they’re calling. What if it were a dire situation? How useless would they be?” You fist your hand in his jacket. “I’m glad I have you.”

“You didn’t leave me a voicemail,” Bucky complains. “You never called in the first place. Whaf if you had died? What about me?”

“I called you.”

“To come here. No goodbye message.”

“It wasn’t a goodbye so much as fear-spurred insurance—”

“Well, how come I didn’t get one?”

“For one, you answered the phone. For two, I knew I’d be fine if you said you’d come. And for three, I knew you’d come if I asked.”

Bucky quiets. “I would.”

“You did,” you agree.

Something shifts. Subtle and sweet, his heat on your skin isn’t all that casual anymore. He notices, too, shifting lightly on his feet, the weight of his fingers on your waist definitely heavier.

“So,” he starts. “I’m really big, huh?”

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first-edition · 1 year

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Pool “Party”

Mafia!bucky x fiancé!Reader

You host a pool party to celebrate you and bucky getting a new house and it goes wrong with you and Natasha arguing. Does your boyfriend have to interfere or can you win this fight yourself?

Warnings- fighting, verbal abuse, cussing, threats, mention of weapons, talk of sexual themes but no actual smut, mention of alcohol consumption.

(I have nothing against Natasha i just had this idea in my brain and liked it.)

You’ve invited all your friends and bucky some of his. You’ve decided to host a party to break in the new house although bucky wanted to break it in by fucking you raw on every single surface he can, which youre more that happy to let him do later.

Three hours into the party after games and food, You and your friends sit in the hot tub, drinks in hand and glow sticks floating. Bucky stands with steve, sam, tony and Thor talking by the little outdoor bar.

“This place is so nice.” Wanda giggles entangled in visions arms.

“yeah you think. Did you see the theater room!?” You exclaim. She nods and giggles.

“Bucky said i got to choose this time.” You says smiling to your self looking down at your engagement ring through the steamy water.

“I saw that tennis court on the side too.” Carol says you smile at her loving the feedback.

“the upstairs area bucky wants to make it into a mini shooting range you know bust out the walls, I said just build onto the house that way you can have extra storage but he’s adiment about it.” You say shrugging.

“let him do what he wants.” Natasha mumbles into her drink.

“hmm?” You ask Looking to her.

“nothing.” She says.

“no what is it?” You ask

“she said let him do what he wants.” Sharron rolls her eyes at Natasha’s comment.

“I am. Didnt you hear me?” You say

“i did.”

“so why comment?” You ask.

“becuase I have the right to speak, No?”

“yeah but mumbling it into your drink just makes you look snotty” you say to her.

“Oh im snotty really? You’re hosting a house party on the house your fucking fiancé bought acting like it’s yours.” She scoffs.

“it is mine. I paid for half.” You begin.

“yeah with who’s money…Hm the money he puts into your account.” She snaps at you holding out her hand.

“Natasha can you not?” Pepper asks.

“Im just saying he only purposed to have her as trophy wife i was there first.” She says.

“Nat what the fuck is your problem? You’re being a bitch right now. When i first got together with james you were also a bitch and im not gonna have your negative attitude here.” You snap back.

“Why am i a bitch becuase i wont sit and listen to you brag and show off your lavish new house HE bought you who only got with you as rebound from me and use as a fuck-toy. Pillow princess fucking shoulder candy?” She cusses back.

“nat fuck off.” Carol says

“No carol You know what Natasha, Yeah, that the fact that you’re just fucking mean You’ve been up my ass and jame’s ass so far that you cant seem to pull your self out. It’s bad enough you came dressed in the same fucking bikini as me. How about you go back to the mother fucking red room and get more of your uterus ripped out. Maybe that’s why bucky did you want you anymore hmm? A bitch cant be a fucking bitch with out being bred. This is my fucking house my fucking life, I’m sorry you fucked up yours so bad you have to be cunt to other people, but don’t accept my invite, come, and shit on me.” You rage at her.

“YOU WANNA FUCKING TALK HUH!?” She stand water splashing. You stand as well.

“YOU FUCKING KNOW IM RIGHT YOU FIRE HEADED SLUT!” You yell back at her before punching her she falls back into the hot tub.

“Hey. HEY!” Bucky runs over to your both fitting in the tub you clearly winning as you hold her under the water.

“DOLL!!? STOP IT!” He yells at you grabbing you easily and pulling you off her out of the water kicking and screaming.

“Hey! Look at me!” He says

“YOU FUCKING CUNT! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU BITCH!” You scream.

“That’s enough from you!” Bucky says angrily before picking you up and putting you over his shoulder.

Nat coughs and gasp finally getting air.

Bucky carries you inside and upstairs as you remain yelling slurs at nat who can clearly still hear you from how loud you’re yelling.

“Stop it!” Bucky barks angrily at you putting you down on the bed. Caging you as he hovers of you. You immediately begin to break into a violent sob.

“y/n. Whats wrong are you hurt?” He says worried about you.

You shake your head gasping for air as you cry.

“Baby talk to me what it?” He asks worriedly.

“y-you used me!” You sob.

“what? What No when have I ever used you?” He asks

“You used me!! You used me as a rebound. A-a fuck-toy!!” You sob almost choking on air.

“doll look at me look, I’ve never used you. Ever. I put a ring on your finger becuase i love you, i want you for the rest of my life You make me so happy. Coming home from a long work weekend and seeing you dancing around the place of sleeping the bed makes me calm. Baby look at me.” He says but some how you cant stop crying now that you’ve started.

“Shit doll come here.” He says his heart hurting knowing how easy it must’ve been to listen to Natasha. He pulls you up in a crunching hug not letting go as you cry in his arms.

15 minutes pass and eventually you’ve knocked your self out with how much you cried. Bucky takes off your suit for you and puts you in comfy clothes in bed before storming out side to Nat.

“What the fuck is your problem?!” He yells walking to nat who’s wrapped in a towel.

“Her bucky shes my problem-” shes cut off by bucky grabbing her neck with his metal hand.

“You Fucking come around me or her again i’ll fucking drown you myself. Dont you ever tell her lies and bullshit like that again do you understand me.” He huffs. She dosnt answer only prompting bucky to tighten his grip.

“Y-yes..yes.” She pleads with him to let go. Which he does.

Nat walks off leaving.

“she okay?” Steve asks about you. Bucky nods.

“she fell asleep. Thank you for coming but parties over.” He says.

“i’ll see you Monday.” He says bucky nods and walks the remaining people out before going back to you changing and getting into bed neck to you holding you in his arms before falling asleep himself.

#bucky x Female Reader #james buchanan barnes #bucky x reader #buckyxreader #bucky x reader fluff #bucky x reader angst

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jackfrombaskinrobbins · 1 year

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the avengers meeting your boyfriend [teenage avenger headcanons!]

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 1.2k

request: yes / no

original request: can you do one where the reader gets a boyfriend and everybody is getting overprotective and when they see their door closed they all bust in while we are watching a movie bc they thought the reader & bf were making out so they give them “the talk”😭😭

dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)

characters: so many oml but some include tony stark, bruce banner, natasha romanoff, clint barton, thor, steve rogers, scott lang, bucky barnes, wanda maximoff, sam wilson, there's probably more but that's all i'll put for now lol

a/n: y'all know i had to use this picture LMAO anyways ty for the request!!! two in one day #slay (that rhymes) requests are still open, send in an ask whenever :)

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ok first i’m gonna name ur bf so it doesn’t get confusing

HAHA

let’s call him

jack

guys i’m so unoriginal pls ignore :’)

anyways so you had been dating jack for a while

he had asked you to go to midtown’s winter formal together :)

and ofc u didn’t tell any of the avengers bc u KNEW they wouldn’t react well

but of COURSE mr. peter parker was so excited that he had to open his big mouth

miles kicked him under the table but it was too late

“who asked you to the formal y/n?” natasha asked, a small smile on her face

you could FEEL yourself blushing

all you wanted to do was like sink into the floor

which is actually physically possible (though it’s an anomaly)

bruce told you that :D

anyways you just shook your head

so then HARLEY decided to go “jack lastname”

IM REALLY BAD AT NAMES IM SORRY

and you were ready to die

right then and there

if the grim reaper decided it was your time you would be fine with it

so tony goes “jack lastname… huh.”

“tony, please don’t – “ you tried, but he was already there.

“jarvis, can you run a background check on that kid.”

you were so embarrassed.

miles, sweet sweet miles tried to change the subject

“so um… steve. how was… your day.”

but then there was sam wilson butting in

“when is winter formal anyway? you know we gotta know so we can take pictures.”

and that made you, harley, peter, and miles groan

tony was still looking at some tablet or whatever.

“stark!” came thor’s booming voice. “i thought you said no electronic devices were permitted at the dinner table! if they were, i would be much happier!!”

“yeah yeah. well they’re not. i’m busy.” tony replied, dismissing the god with a wave of his hand.

and happy, who was right next to tony, kept leaning over and shaking his head or nodding.

SO EMBARRASSING

anyways once you got done with dinner you went to put the dishes in the dishwasher robot

idk why i said it like that but it’s basically this cool thing where you put the dishes in the sink and this robot will wash them & put them away

very nice bc doing the dishwasher is so much work sometimes.

but then wanda, nat and carol came in

and you KNEW they were gonna try to get you to talk

“i’ll tell you guys later.” you spoke, trying to end the embarrassment.

“come on y/n! we want to see him at least.” carol said, tilting her head and raising a brow.

“ok fine.” you said, and pulled up a picture of jack. you showed it to them for like one second and then put your phone back in your pocket.

“hey wait! no fair! i wanna see! yeah.” came the voices of sam, clint, scott, and bucky as they tried to fight their way into the kitchen.

“that’s a hard no. maybe i’ll bring him here after the dance. harley peter miles and i were already going to stay over. then he could walk by you guys for TWO SECONDS and then do something with me.”

“alright.” said sam, crossing his arms and nodding.

“seems fair!” said bruce.

“perfect.” you replied, leaving the room to leave them all to inevitably gossip.

SKIP AHEAD

ok so it’s winter formal

and you strategically told jack to meet you there so that the avengers couldn’t bombard him during picture taking time.

so y’all had a super fun time

& u slow danced with each other 🤭🤭

it was super fun

but you were kind of dreading going back to the tower

you had told jack about being an avenger a few weeks ago

and he was super excited to meet them all

jack is like super sweet & really awesome

so it put you at ease a little bit.

so you went back to the tower with him

peter harley and miles had gone to get ice cream and were coming back later

so you did the retinal and fingerprint scan that would let you into the elevator

and you went up to the main floor (so you could get to your room)

but ofc they were all there

and so you took jack’s hand and brought him over to where they all were

he was lowkey freaking out

and bro

bucky and sam and clint and scott looked so unamused

tony and happy too

SO YOU JUST TRIED TO KEEP IT CIVIL

but they all were acting so clipped and like not charismatic

idk

but wanda, steve and bruce were rly nice so that put jack at ease a little bit

anyways so then you took jack to your room

you guys had been planning to watch a movie together

he was kind of nervous because he didn’t think the avengers liked him

but you assured him they did

(at least you hoped)

anyways you turned on the movie & watched it

and it was soo funny so y’all were laughing a lot

BUT THEN THE DOOR SUDDENLY OPENED

and it was so loud you got freaked out fr

but then you saw it was tony, bucky, sam and steve.

“y/n. could you go out in the hall for a minute.” steve said.

“this is my room!!” you tried, but tony just pointed out to the hall.

“i’m sorry jack.” you said to your boyfriend

jack was literally about to cry omg

poor thing

“don’t be mean.” you said as you left, taking extra care to give them all a withering stare

natasha and bucky had taught you that skill well bc you saw sam shiver HAHA

so you went to the hall and clint, scott, and natasha were standing there.

“what are they DOING??” you hissed at them.

“they’re just worried for you y/n. they wanted to talk to the kid.” natasha assured you, patting your shoulder.

“yeah, nothin’ to worry about!!” scott added, a big grin on his face

“well i really don’t trust that coming from you.” you replied

“well tony thought you guys were kissing in there!” clint laughed.

although it turned into an “ow” when natasha elbowed him

“he WHAT?!” you replied

“yeah, that’s why he came up here. he said he wanted the most intimidating ones to go make that kid afraid or something.” scott added. “not sure why he didn’t ask me…”

you gave scott a nod but then made your way back into your room, crossing your arms and raising a brow as tony, bucky, sam and steve turned towards you.

“hey y/n.” sam said, raising a hand to wave.

“are you guys done now? i’d like to finish the movie.” you said, trying to be stern.

“i think we are. right jack?” steve said, standing up and gesturing towards your boyfriend.

“yes sir! i mean steve. i mean mr. rogers?” he said, clearly scared out of his mind.

“yeah yeah. alright. get out please!!” you said, guiding them out of your room.

bucky was the last to leave, but despite you pushing him, he turned back to face your boyfriend.

“hey, you. hurt them in any way and i’ll find you.” he said, accompanied by his signature deathstare.

then he gave a little salute to you.

“night kid. don’t stay up too late.”

and then he was gone.

“did he really mean that??” jack said, eyes wide.

“yeah, he did.” you said, sitting beside him and holding his hand. “isn’t that sweet?”

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#avengers x teen!reader #teenage avenger series #thor #iron man #tony stark #steve rogers #sam wilson #bucky barnes #wanda maximoff #carol danvers #clint barton #scott lang #happy hogan #natasha romanoff #avengers headcanons #mcu #marvel #mcu headcanons #marvel headcanons

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daddynattt · 1 year

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omg im so happy i found your blog, you’ve quickly become one of my new favourite writers !! 😭😭

the pussyjob and dirty talk in your latest nat fic was literally so perfect I s(creamed)🫣

Can you please write a fic with Nat that includes tribbing/scissoring? (only if you’re comfortable with it ofc) I think i’ve only seen like two tribbing fics with Nat in the entirety of tumblr so i’d love to see how you do with it! <33

you and me both! lol. thank you so much<3 i hope you enjoy this

You’re Mine

Summary: When Natasha sees you and Wanda dancing at one of Tony’s famous parties, she does what she can to steal you away and show you who you really belong to.

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader , Brief Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: Possesive Nat, Jealous Nat, Smut, Scissoring, Fluff, Tony being Tony.

Word Count: 2.4k

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You looked in the mirror for the final time as you put on your jewelry and walked out of your room at the compound. Tony is having another one of his parties and said everyone has to attend that they can’t get out of it. You hated his parties as all anyone did was get black out drunk and sleazy men would always try to hit on you. If you were being honest, you only wanted one person to hit on you and that was a certain red head. Your relationship with Natasha was a weird one. At times she would appear stone cold, only interacting when you went on missions together or had team gatherings. Other times the two of you would flirt and play this game of cat and mouse. Lately, she has been around you more and has made flirtatious jokes along with lingering touches here and there. Your crush on the assassin was one that you can’t get rid of no matter how many times you told yourself she didn’t want you in a romantic way.

You sigh as you enter through the doors and look around you. Tony was at the bar taking shots with Bucky and Sam, already looking like he couldn’t stand on his own two feet for much longer. Steve was chatting with Wanda and Clint in the corner by the bar and Natasha was talking to some guy you’ve not once seen in your entire time of being an Avenger and living in the compound. You roll your eyes as you make your way towards the bar, already desperately needing a drink to get some alcohol in your system. You’re just going to stay at the party for one hour tops and make your way back to your room so you can lay in bed and watch the show that you’re currently watching.

“Y/n! so nice of you to finally join us” you hear Tony slur from beside you, a cup in his hand of God knows what. You stare at him as he stumbles and almost falls. “How are you already this drunk at your own party?” you ask him bewilderingly. He taps you on the back quite harshly, the sudden force catching you off guard as you almost spill your drink on yourself as you stumble forward in your seat. “Watch it Stark, I am not afraid to kick your ass” you glare at him as you put your drink back on the bar countertop. He raises his hands in defense and smirks at you. “Now now no need to get so aggressive, leave that for a certain red head” You roll your eyes and glare at him again but the light tint of pink on your cheeks gives you away.

“How about you shut your mouth because I have no clue what you’re talking about” you take a sip of your drink and turn away from him as you look around you once more. You smile as you see Wanda approaching you, inviting her with a wave of your hand to sit beside you. She smiles at you as she takes the seat next to you. “Is Tony bothering you?” she laughs at your annoyed expression when he quickly denies it. You ignore him as you smile at her. “When isn’t he? he’s so annoying” you say the last part loud enough so he could hear you. Wanda giggles and smiles brightly at you, and you can’t deny that she looks absolutely gorgeous when she does so.

“That’s Tony for you, i’m surprised you even showed up to the party” You smile at her and take another sip of your drink. “Well, he basically forced us and I didn’t want to face his wrath if I didn’t show up tonight, you know how he is. Besides, my company at the moment is very lovely” you slide your hand up her arm flirtatiously and you relish in the way she smiles shyly at you, a light blush accompanying her cheeks. You smile at her and get up, putting your hand out for her to grab.

“Would you like to dance with me?” she smiles and grabs your hand, walking the two of you towards the dance floor. “I would love to, cmon” The two of you dance together, her arms around your neck as yours go around her waist, her body so close to you that you feel her breath on your face. You have a feeling that someone is watching you so you look to the side and notice Natasha looking

in your direction, a hard glare fixated towards the back of Wanda’s head. You smirk as you pull Wanda closer, if that is even possible, as you whisper something in her ear. You see Natasha walking towards you guys from the corner of your eye, her eyes not once leaving yours.

“Hi ladies, so Y/n, I thought you said you were going to come find me so we could dance” you smile at her as you look into her eyes. “Hmm did I? I don’t recall, I was actually enjoying my dance with Wanda” her gaze is hard as she looks at you, her jaw clenched as she grabs onto your arm. “Well I guess it’s my turn now, sorry Wanda but i’m going to steal Y/n for a moment” before Wanda has a chance to speak, you’re being dragged away and out of the party. “What the hell Nat? what are you doing?” the wind gets knocked out of you as you’re slammed into the wall somewhere away from the party.

“Shut up. Did you enjoy your dance with the little witch? Tell me, or did you wish it was me instead?” she has that stupid smirk on her face that always makes you feel some type of way, her face is so close to yours you could almost taste the lipgloss on her lips.

Before you can say anything, her lips are on yours in a bruising kiss that makes your stomach swoop, the butterflies in your stomach going haywire as your brain finally catches up and you kiss her back with the same intensity. When you feel the need to catch air in your lungs so you don’t pass out, she pulls back first and cups your jaw in her hand as she stares into your eyes. “You’re mine Y/n, and i’m going to show you who you belong to” you two make your way to your shared room and stumble through the door, her lips on yours the second you close it shut. Your head feels fuzzy as all you feel and taste is her. You have been waiting for this moment for so long and you are going to enjoy every second of it.

You feel her hot breath on your neck as she kisses you there, leaving love bites wherever her mouth reaches, her hands on your butt as she squeezes you there. You run your hands through her hair and moan in her ear. “Nat please, I need you” you pant out as you feel her tongue licking your earlobe, biting it right after. You feel her sucking on your neck again, no doubt leaving many marks that will for sure be hard to cover up. You think she is trying to claim her mark, and the thought of it leaves you even more wet then you already are. She rids you from your dress leaving you in only your panties, pushing you towards the bed and laying you on your back.

She kisses you hard and shoves her tongue in your mouth, the feeling of her tongue against yours making the ache in your core start to feel uncomfortable . You need her now as the overwhelming feeling of her has become too much for you to handle. She kisses down your chest, taking your nipple in her mouth as she sucks on it. You can feel your slick running down your thigh as you are unbelievably wet for her. “Fuck nat, just like that, feels so good” she bites your nipple and kisses down your body, she lays down as she gets in between your legs. She slides off your panties and spreads your legs wide as she admires her view, breathing in your scent as her mouth waters.

“God you are so wet for me baby, you’re absolutely dripping. I can’t wait to taste your sweet pussy” she licks your juices from your inner thighs, your breathing picking up at the overwhelming feeling of her mouth on you. You run your hand through her hair and tug her closer to where you need her most.

“Please Natty, stop teasing me, need your mouth so bad” you mewl out breathlessly as you look down at her. She gives you a long lick from the bottom to the top of your clit, gathering your taste on her tongue. She starts to lick your folds, looking up at you as she sucks your clit into her mouth. “You taste so fucking good baby, the best pussy i’ve ever had” you moan loudly as her tongue hits you in all the right places, feeling her stick her finger inside you as she sucks on your clit again. “Shit you’re so tight, you feel so warm around me” she fucks you with one finger then slowly adds another one, moving them in and out of you expertly. You are dripping wet that once you adjust, you swallow her fingers as she fucks you deep. “F-fuck don’t stop, that feels so fucking good” she moans against your clit as your nails scratch at her scalp as she fucks you faster, the vibration making your eyes roll to the back of your head. Her mouth and fingers feel so good that you can’t think of anything else. You’re close and she knows it as you clench around her fingers.

She moves up your body and sucks on your earlobe as she fucks you deep and hard, as she whispers in your ear, her voice hot and raspy. “You gonna cum for me baby? Cum all over my fingers, that’s it baby, such a good girl for me” after a few more thrusts you cum hard on her fingers as a strong orgasm washes over you, your breathing is heavy as she rides out your high. You lay there panting as you try to catch your breath.

She slides her fingers out and you whimper from the loss of feeling, she brings her fingers to your mouth and looks into your eyes. “Open” you instantly obey and suck on her fingers, moaning at your taste. She bites her lip and gets up from the bed and takes off her clothes, joining you in finally getting naked. You bite your lip as you admire her, you’ve never seen someone more beautiful then her. You don’t know if your mind is just hazy from your orgasm but you think you see a hint of a blush on her cheeks and the thought makes your heart swell in your chest. “God Nat, you’re so beautiful” she smiles at you and joins you back on the bed as she kisses you.

You feel her slick against your thigh and the fact that she is so wet from only pleasing you makes you feel immense pride. She pulls back from the kiss as she bites your bottom lip. “Fuck I wanna feel you, i’m gonna grind on you baby. Wanna feel your pussy against mine” she spreads your legs as she hovers over you, grinding herself on you, the feeling of her wet folds against yours igniting a feeling inside you that you’ve never felt before. “Fuck your pussy feels so good, it’s like it was made for me” she grinds on you faster, her clit hitting yours perfectly as she glides back and forth. You’ve never scissored with anyone before, the feeling of her pussy against yours makes you feel so unbelievably dirty, you’ve never felt something as good as this.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as she grinds faster, your legs slightly shaking as her pussy feels so good against yours. “God i’m gonna fucking cum, gonna cum on your pussy. Fuck you feel amazing, oh fuck i’m coming!” she sloppily grinds on you as both your orgasms wash over you, your body twitching as she rides out both of your highs, you are so sensitive that you can’t handle anymore. She breathes heavily as she looks down at you, your hair sticking to your forehead and your chest heaving, you’ve never looked more beautiful. She looks at you through hooded eyes and starts grinding on you again. You try to push her off as you’re unbelievably sensitive. “I can’t anymore Nat, ‘m too sensitive” she keeps grinding as she’s not far off from another orgasm. “Just one more princess, your pussy feels so fucking good against mine, fuck” both your clits were so swollen that the feeling of them hitting each other once more had you both so close to your release. “Yes yes yes, don’t stop Nat, i’m gonna cum” you were both so wet that squishing sounds could be heard in the air of the room as both your cunts rubbed together. “Oh fuck, Nat!” you scream her name as an even more powerful orgasm washes over you then the last one, your body shaking and twitching as she slumps against you, the both of you trying to catch your breath.

“That was amazing” she kisses you sloppily as she continues to lay on top of you, relishing in the warmth your body provides. You lazily run your hand up and down her back as you smile. “So not that i’m complaining, because i’m definitely not, but what brought this on?” her raspy laugh makes you shiver and she looks up at you from your chest. “I got jealous seeing you and Wanda all over each other. I know i’m not an easy person to understand but I have feelings for you and want to be with you. I didn’t want to lose my chance before it was too late” you can see the insecurity in her eyes as she gazes up at you, you know she isn’t always in touch with her feelings so for her to be vulnerable with you in this moment, means more to you then she will ever know. You smile softly at her and stroke her cheek. “I’m yours Natty, I always have been. I want to be with you and only you”

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you

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marvelfanfics1 · 2 years

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Hi, I have a request for winterwidow💕

So I was thinking like is a day where Nat work to work and when reader woke up she wasn't there so it was only her a Bucky so she got a little teary eyed in the morning but Bucky understood because he missed her to, so though out the day she was sad/mopey but she had her happy moments but when it came time for a bottle/nap time she was not having it so when Bucky her in his arm trying to give her the bottle she was kicking him and crying, then she finally got out of his grip she ran to her room with her Blankey and stuffie in hand and cuddle up in the corner crying softly as she heard Bucky calling out for her and as he came in to her room he seen her in the corner and when he came in he still had the bottle and he sat down in the rocking chair knowing if he try to hold her she would freak so he is trying to convince her but she keep so no, so he ends up leaving and she falls asleep in the corner and when she wakes up again she hears Bucky talking and another person but can't make it out because she's to tired, so when at the end of the hall it's quiet but she wasn't look up at the time because she was rubbing her eyes but when she notices Bucky and Nat sitting next to each close and looking at her with disappointment then she gets nervous when Nat tell her to come here and stand in front of her and Nat tells her that what she did was wrong and she should and listened and can't any sweets for a three days ( or whatever you want is fine to) and she make y/n apologize to Bucky and he forgive her and she gives her a hug and a kiss and once thier doen Nat ask her why she didn't want a bottle and then y/n get shy and hides in Bucks neck and they both chuckle then she mumbles something but neither of them can make is our and bucky gentle and softly moves out from his neck and tells her then didn't hear her then she looks down and then glances at nats slightly exposed breast and whispers lowly boobies but Nat didn't hear but Bucky did and chuckled a little whispered what she wanted to Nat and Nat made her look at her and said she can't always get what she want and Said she has her milk in the freezer for she wants it, so then Nat ask if she wants some of course she said yes and then she got ready and started feed her as she did Bucky brushed y/n's baby hairs away and gently rubbed her cheek and she looked up at him.

Im so so so so sorry this is soo long

I hope you have a wonderful day💕✨

Can't always get what you want

(GIFs not mine)

Pairing: daddy!bucky x little!reader x mommy!Natasha

Warnings: Age Regression, tantrum, breastfeeding

A/n: don't worry for it being long! It helps me writing the fics when the requests are so detailed 💜

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You opened your eyes and were met with Bucky smiling at you lovingly. He got woken up early because Natasha had to leave for a last-minute mission and couldn't fall back asleep so he spend the time just staring at you.

"Good morning, babydoll" he leaned closer to kiss your nose, making you scrunch up your face slightly.

"Mornin' daddy" you yawned and turned around to greet Natasha but frowned when she wasn't there. "Mommy?"

"Mommy got called for a mission" Bucky told you and you turned back to face him with teary eyes. "Oh baby, come here"

He knew this would happen because Natasha didn't say goodbye to you and you were always scared that if one of them would leave, or sometimes both, that they would never come back. Bucky can't blame you, he missed Natasha just as much.

He pulled you closer, wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead.

"There's no need for tears. Mommy will come back, I promise" he said and snuggled with you a little longer.

Bucky did a good job with trying to keep you smiling and laughing throughout the day but you were still moody. You get frustrated really fast and start crying easily because of missing your Mommy so much.

Right now you were playing with your blocks and humming to the music from the TV when Bucky came in and picked you up, sitting down with you laid across his lap. He held up the bottle for your nap and you suddenly started to squirm and whine in his hold, confusing him because you usually never fight nap time.

"What's wrong, baby?" he asked while keeping you from falling on the ground.

"Don't wanna!" you suddenly cried and started kicking your legs.

You continued to squirm until you tumbled to the ground but quickly got up and run to your room, grabbing your blankie and stuffie from the bed you sat down in the corner.

Bucky really doesn't know what has gotten into you. He wants to help and comfort you but he just doesn't know how.

Natasha would know what to do. She always does.

He sighed and made his way to your room, seeing you cry into your stuffie with your blankie wrapped around you and knees to your chest.

Sitting down in a rocking chair near you, with your bottle still in hand he tried to convince you and go to him.

"Baby, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong" he said and you still avoided looking at him. "Please, come here"

"No" you mumbled but Bucky could still hear you, thanks to the super hearing. You turned around to face the corner. "Leave me 'lone"

"Okay, I'm in the living room if you need anything" he said and stood up, knowing it would only get worse if he tried to feed you again and left you alone.

You lay down on your side and curled up in the corner, slowly falling asleep your body working like a clock and making you take your nap.

When you woke up you felt miserable, your body hurt from laying on the hard floor and your tummy grumbled.

You stood up and were on your way to the living room when you heard muffled talking, not being able to make out who it was because you were still too sleepy to focus.

Natasha saw you walking into the room but you haven't noticed her yet because you were rubbing your eyes.

When you finally saw Natasha and Bucky sitting next to each other on the couch you were about to run to them, but the way Natasha had her arms crossed you knew she was mad. You shuffled on your feet at the uncomfortable silence and looked down at your hands, playing with your fingers nervously.

Natasha pointed in front of her and you slowly walked over to stand before them.

"Daddy told me how you behaved earlier" she said and a sob escaped you. "That was not good girl behavior was it?"

You shook your head, mumbling out. "No mommy..."

"Now, you are not allowed any sweets for a week and will have early bedtime" She explained and you nod all along.

"Yes mommy"

"Good, and now I want you to apologize to daddy" she watched you shuffling over to stand before Bucky, looking him in the eyes.

"M sowwy for bein bad and for refusing nap time and bein feed. Will never do it 'gain..." you said tearing up a little.

Bucky smiled and opened his arms for you. You instantly got on his lap and hugged him tightly, placing a kiss on his jaw.

"I forgive you. I love you babydoll" he said and you smiled a little, feeling Natasha brushing a hand through your hair.

"That's my good girl, but why didn't you want your bottle? You never refused them before" she asked and you blushed, hiding in Bucky's neck mumbling something so quiet that not even Bucky could understand it.

They both chuckled and he moved your flushed face from your neck so you would look at them.

"What was that? We couldn't hear you" he smiled and looked over at Natasha.

She wasn't wearing her suit and only wore a tank top with no bra on and some black leggings. You looked at her chest and whispered. "Boobies"

Bucky chuckled and Natasha still couldn't understand what you said so he leaned close to her ear and whispered to her what you said making her smirk.

"Dove, you can't always get what you want, besides Mommy always has a bottle with her milk prepared in the fridge" she told you and you felt even worse now for giving your Daddy a hard time. "You want some now?"

You instantly nod. "Yes pwease!"

Bucky handed you over to her and she made it comfortable for the both of you. Natasha pulled her top higher up just above one of her breasts and suppressed a chuckle when you quickly latched on, sucking eagerly.

"There we go, all that fuss just for Mommy's boobies" Bucky cooed and was rubbing his fingers over your cheek lovingly, leaning down to whisper. "Can't blame you though"

"James, let her be" Natasha scolded him with a chuckle and shared a kiss with him, making you grumble around her nipple. "Oh, I'm sorry dove"

They both kissed your forehead and you hummed, looking at them with big eyes. Bucky put his arm around Natasha and she rested her head on his shoulder, both just watching you enjoy your feed.

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doasyoudesireandlive · 2 years

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hold me please?

Summary: You are sick and supposed to go out with your best friends.

College!AU, friends to lovers

Pairing: Stucky (platonic. or is it???) Stucky x reader (platonic. who are we kidding here?)

word count: 1304

warnings: fluff, flirty!Steve, flirty!Bucky kissing, sickness, talk of being drunk, pining lol

Not beta read or anything. All mistakes are my own, english is not my first or everyday use language so if things seem wonky - thats why!

You huffed and wrapped the duvet tighter around you. You felt like shit. The feeling of guilt and sadness washed over you when you thought about having to cancel tonight. You, Bucky and Steve was supposed to go see a movie and eat together. It was a monthly ritual to you, three best friends just enjoying each other’s company. You felt sick to your stomach when you opened up the texting app on your phone.

Y/N:

Hey guys <3 so sorry but I’ve gotten sick so imma need a raincheck… but please go without me! Wouldn’t wanna ruin your evening… <3

You tossed your phone away as you felt tears stinging in your eyes. For the last couple of months you had felt something more than friendship blooming. The butterflies in your stomach having a freaking mosh pit whenever you hung out with Bucky and Steve. And the fact that you felt the same for both of them honestly freaked you out a little bit. “Am I that greedy?” you thought to yourself.

You also knew that the boys didn’t look at you like that. You were their doll, blossom, sweetheart and baby – but nothing more than platonic. The first time you met then had been so embarrassing. You close your eyes and the memory pops up into your mind, like it has so many times before.

First day of college and you had managed to fall face first onto the floor. Books and papers flying everywhere and the sound of laughter surrounds you. You feel your face flush and the tinge of embarrassment make you feel sweaty and gross. Then suddenly you’re pulled to your feet, large hands on both sides hoisting you up. On your right side, a tall blonde. Icy blue eyes meet yours and a faint smile is playing on his lips.

“Careful, sweetheart. Are you ok?” he asks with real concern. You blush even more and try to rip loose.

“hey, take it easy, doll! Wouldn’t wanna faceplant again would you?” a teasing voice say to your left. You turn, and see a tall brunette on your left. You huff a little, steadying on your feet now.

“Im fine, thank you.” You duck your head and rip out of their grip, collecting all your belongings. Not without both boys helping, handing you all the stuff that you spread out on the floor. Finally you have all your stuff and sit down on the nearest vacant chair. The boys flop down beside you.

“Hi, I’m Steve” the blonde on your right says.

“And I’m Bucky” the brunette on your left chime in.

“I’m Y/N” you say as you duck your head again, the shyness really kicking in.

Both boys hum, and the class begins.

After that day, it has been the three of you. Like peas in a pod. The sound of your phone dragged you out of the memory.

Stevie:

Oh, baby <3 so sad to hear that, feel better soon! ILY <3

Ugh, why did he have to be so cute. You bit your lip while you replied.

Y/N:

Love you too, Stevie <3

Tossing you phone away once again you huffed loudly. You felt like shit, and you smelled like… well not good. Dragging yourself to the shower felt like running a marathon – but you did it.

Fresh out of the shower and feeling a bit less shitty you find some food and go sit on your bed again. You are looking for a movie to watch when your phone chimes again. You snort when you see the ID.

Bucky, the handsomest fella ever:

My poor blossom <3 feel better! ILY <3

Bucky had changed his name in your contacts when you were drunk and discussing handsome guys.

“No, doll. I AM A LOT MORE HANDSOME THAN THAT DOUCHE!” he yelled while holding your phone away from your reach. You had been texting with a boy in your literature class, Thor Odinson. You laughed loudly at Bucky’s antics.

“What, Barnes? Jealous much?” you smirked.

Bucky stared at you, his face inches from yours. “Maybe I am… Doll” the last word came out more like a whisper. You gasped and looked down at his lips.

Steve swayed into the room, with too much snacks in his hands.

“We need to eat! All the snacks!” he slurred out, trying to sound like he gave an order. He didn’t realize the situation he came barging into, and he made no effort to do so either. He simply planted one big wet kiss on each of your cheeks. Buckys first, then you.

“KISSES FOR EVERYONE” he yelled and ripped open a bag of chips. You and Bucky looked at each other for another second, before bursting out in laughter and both of you peppering Steve in kisses.

Smiling at the fond memory you reply to Bucky’s text.

Y/N:

Love you too, Buck <3

After that, you finally found a movie to watch. It wasn’t good at all, causing you to fall asleep. Sometime after you woke from the doorbell. Frustrated you mumbled to yourself about pesky neighbors as you walked to answer the door.

Ripping the door open and huffing out an irritated “what?!” a smile appear on your lips when you see who’s standing there. Steve and Bucky both look at you with big smiles, hands full of bags with snacks and drinks.

“Hi, doll. Hope we can enjoy our movie here? With our best friend?” Bucky tipped his head as he asked, looking all kinds of handsome. You merely laughed and looked at Steve. But his eyes was not meeting yours, they were preoccupied eyeing your bare legs up and down. Glancing down at your outfit you suddenly remember that you’re only wearing a big t-shirt, panties and fluffy socks. Clearing your throat, you look at Steve with amusement in your eyes.

“See something you like, Rogers?” you hear Bucky huff out a laugh as a blush creeps up Steve’s neck.

Straightening his back, Steve looks you square in the eye, smirks and says;

“Sure, do sweetheart”

The butterflies are definitely doing their thing by now and you step aside to let them in.

“Well then. Come in handsome” you smirk at Steve. He eyes you up and down as he walk in. Bucky on the other hand looks very amused.

“Doll” he whispers as he kisses your cheek, a little too close to your lips to be friendly. The he just strolls in like he owns the place.

The flirting is soon forgotten, with all three of you on your bed. Arguing over what movie to watch and stealing each other’s snacks. The boys are discussing the gearing on the car in the movie.

“Steve, there is no way that the racecar has like 18 gears! 18 gears, that’s just ridiculous!” Bucky is so enthusiastic about it, making you and Steve laugh.

Both men turn to you and the fondness in their eyes make your heart beat faster. Suddenly feeling fatigued again you shudder.

“Hold me please?” you say in a small voice. Soon two arms wrap around you. Bucky and Steve caging you between them and you hum with content. You relax in their touch, closing your eyes. Soon lips are pressing to your cheek. Then your neck. Both boys peppering you in kisses, your heart is ready to jump out of your chest at this point.

“Boys…” you mumble, to content to really care that this feels like a lot more than friendly.

“Shh, relax blossom.” Bucky’s gruff voice send shivers down your spine.

“Sleep now, baby” Steve says, planting a final kiss right in the corner of your lips.

As you relax again and drift off, you can see two hands intertwining over your stomach. One flesh, one metal. You hum softly and fall asleep.

#tonje writes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #Steve Rogers x reader #Steve Rogers x y/n #Stucky #Stucky x reader #Stucky x y/n #fluff #college!Bucky #College!Steve

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clevenhq · 18 days

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Pookie do you have any headcanons of Bucky and his wife (Gale) ? Need to scope out the field

AHH I DIDNT SEE THIS IM SO SORRY😭😭

yes i can give you some general hc’s about these two!!!!!!!

bucky probably goes around telling people his greatest lay but refuses to elaborate on who G is

gale is right handed & bucky is left handed (they’re opposites in almost everything prove me wrong)

bucky does not know when to stop talking (about opinions or smth) and gale has to shut him up by like kicking him or offering him a drink

gale claims to not like animals but is the biggest softie when presented with one

80s-90s au bucky carries a polaroid camera and takes random pics of gale!!

they had a clumsy proposal with bucky fumbling over his words and gale trying not to laugh

many many times have they ‘mysteriously’ disappeared halfway through something (they use their rank to their advantage)

above is an au where homosexuality isn’t really common but isn’t discriminated against!!!!!!

gale carries his husband in his wallet and bucky carries his wife in his breast pocket!

“you hang up!” “no you hang up!”

that last one hurts me i hate couples like that so much…

#buck x bucky #clegan #masters of the air #mota #gale buck cleven #john bucky egan #headcanon

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ravenromanova · 6 months

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Currently kicking my feet and giggling and the AI work i generated of me with Bucky, Nat and Wanda.

Me and Bucky

(We are so hot omfg)

Me and Natty

(Nat is on the left in each one)

Me and Wands

(Wanda is in the left)

LIKE THESE ARE BRINGING ME SO MUCH COMFORT RIGHT NOW IM SCREAMING 😭🥰😩

#ravenromanova #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #bucky barnes #ai art #marvel x reader #literally crying we are so cute

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sebsgirlsblog · 2 months

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Welcome to my blog🩷

-my favorite artists are, Ariana Grande, Eminem, Rihanna, some Madonna, the Beatles, queen, Guns N’ Roses, radiohead, i love 60’s, 70’s, 80’s 90’s and 2000’s music🩷 im not really specific about any genres.

-my favorite movies are, the karate kid, kick ass, the disaster artist, the hangover trilogy, the night before, 21 jump street, i, tonya, fresh (2022), and this is the end.

-Favorite actors, Sebastian Stan, James Franco, Brad Pitt, Seth Rogen, and Jake Gyllenhaal.

Ariana Grande, Pamela Anderson, Lana del rey, Nara Smith.

DNI if you hate Jews, or the LGBTQ+🩷

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helioshellion · 1 year

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hi im bucky and welcome to my long list of kiryu and majima headcanons mostly revolving around health related stuff bc that interests me. ive talked about it before but ive been wanting to reveal my mastermind plans for them. ive vaguely alluded to these all in my fics like friday night and phanto. anyways heres a list. may range from mildly nsfw but in a more medical way not a sexual manner since idc about that sort of thing

KIRYU

So for Kiryu he is a trans man who forgets his t injections every day of his life. every time he gets out of prison he has to restart on it and every time he has to go through all the initial stages once again like an evil cycle of hormones.

He has extreme nerve damage in his hands/fingertips due to severe hypothermia suffered at the end of Yakuza 5, and therefore cannot feel in his hands anymore.

Also suffers from a migraine disorder.

He deals with a very prominent compartmentalization problem stirred by his ever-changing life stages. A sort of out-of-sight-out-of-mind mentality born out of his fear of losing absolute control over his life. This goes hand-in-hand with general low empathy.

This also results in an extremely flippant attitude towards both sex and romance. He is not committal at all and does not imagine himself settling down. He is a reserved person, but he doesn’t shy away from sex. He lives in Kamurocho, after all. He’s just mostly desensitized and is mostly neutral towards it as he gets older.

Yes hes bisexual love wins. But he has a low opinion of the men in his life thinking them callous and more difficult than he wants to deal with. This increases with his age and the worse the villains get. He almost has a mentality of needing to Win and Be Won in regards to romance. He must Prove Himself, or someone else must prove themself to Him.

Oh yeah and TMJ sorry to his jaw.

His life is in constant disarray and his self-contained environments reflect this. His living spaces are messes. Ashtrays filled with countless stamped cigarettes and shelves lined with half-eaten food and beer cans. He doesn’t want to be regarded as sloppy but theres something in his brain that makes him struggle with Cleaning his own spaces. There’s something about his mind that likes the control he has TO mess up his own space.

He has several single-tooth partial dentures mostly in his molar area. he has one prosthetic canine tooth.

He is no-op in regards to his transition. T has shrunk his chest enough that it sags loosely. If you’re curious, he’s dry as a desert down there. sorry.

He doesn’t exactly have a circadian rhythm. He sleeps and wakes up whenever he wants, and his brain does not register Night/Day. Meaning he could sleep through an entire day and his brain will not register sunlight. This results in getting him up to be extremely. Extremely difficult.

Big one, he lives with something like CTE. (Chronic traumatic encephalopathy (double parantheses because this condition cannot usually be diagnosed while someone is alive)) Which exemplifies his already present suicidal ideation and depression. Out of anyone in the series Kiryu has taken some of the Worst bodily trauma over a LONG period of time. It has taken a toll on his body and mind.

MAJIMA

Oh boy!

Majima has a hormone imbalance ever since the hole. if you remember in my fic Phanto I alluded to him being completely impotent and sterile due to a castration in the hole. He has gynecomastia and hypothyroidism but has no qualms about it. He’s not dysphoric about it at all, and tries to stay extremely vigilant about his testosterone intake (tgel, needles scare him).

Because of the above he has little to no sex drive, not to mention the extreme trauma relations to it. He has complexes on top of complexes about it. So he just doesn’t do it.

He has a weak right knee, which is the one he uses to kick/attack as he’s able to use his stronger leg as support. His arms and legs are longer than his torso, and he has an extreme slouch, which presents itself as a very permanent slouch crease on his stomach fold.

He has a distrust of men, mostly older than him, and is not a cis man, although he doesn’t have the language to describe himself or his sexuality. He’s old and doesn’t feel the need to.

Blatantly, not even just a Me headcanon, but Majima does have a mentality of needing to be beaten in order to fall in line. In relation to pretty much everything in his life. It’s much stronger the younger he is, and weakens as he gets older, aided by his improving mental state. By 7′s time, and he is an emotionally healthy person. Hiccups are to be expected, but they’re nothing to shame or be ashamed for.

In Dead Souls he discusses needing to keep his hair cut at an exact measurement. He is a massive micromanager in regards to Anything at any given moment. His living arrangements are extremely empty and uncreative.

The younger him was extremely flippant about caring for his eye, which resulted in several infections and close calls. It’s one of the reasons he decides to get his eye exenterated when he’s older. Somewhat of a symbolic thing as he works through his trauma, letting go of this thing that has clung to him, Literally an Infection. He changes things up, and lives happier for it. He wouldn’t have been alive it hadn’t been for Nishida.

He is one of the most intelligent people in the. Yakuza Team or whatever. Regardless of his deteriorating memory issues, he reads like a motherfucker and can beat anyone in almost any mind-game.

This is a byproduct of not considering the Kiwamis (majima everywhere and majima construction) as canon, but my Majima is very heavily inspired by 1, 2, and the movie iterations of Majima. Meaning, he is not a generally “nice” person. He is extremely empathetic, and reads people very well, but he tends to hold these qualities over peoples heads when he’s younger. As he gets older, these qualities shift to more. Altruistic purposes. He isn’t nice, but he is an understanding person.

I also shift the timeline around to place his marriage with Mirei before the events of 0 to allow better, smoother story progression. And I’m not going to handwave away anything he did because oh yeah did he fuck up.

Speaking of relationships, if Majima were to ever, he would be Very Attached. He is monogamous by heart, and is more about mental connections over inherently sexual or romantic. He is a One-and-Done person. He isn’t flippant like Kiryu, and holds an extreme amount of value in loyalty and love. He is not one for more monetary romantic gestures. He values touching a lot more, but discourages touching HIM. He’s stone. He feels love in being the one to touch, and for his partner to Be touched By Him. And I’m not talking about sexual practices or anything. But if that did progress to that, expect similar results.

However, adding to that, he is not going to try to “make things work” in any way. He will walk away if requested, and he will walk away at the inclination of things Just not working out. He jumps to conclusions quickly, but it is for good reason. Knowing when to bow out keeps him alive.

Back to body stuff. He has dentures along his entire bottom jaw. His top teeth are very discolored from smoking, resulting in a visible difference between his top and bottom teeth.

And whatever here’s Kazumaji bullshit too because I am predictable.

They’re more friends than lovers, if that makes sense. Regardless of the amount of love shared between them, their lives are a long string of boats passing by. Their loyalty for each other is extremely strong, and underlying love does carry this, but they can’t exactly settle down anytime soon. Majima talks to him as a confidant, not as a lover, and Kiryu speaks to him the same. It’s almost more intimate in a way. Neither of them put up fronts when they’re alone. They are both private together, speaking to each other ways they’d never speak to anyone else.

If we’re on a scale, Kiryu is the more romantically affectionate one. He’s the one who thinks of dates, who thinks of kissing, who thinks of whatever else. Majima doesn’t initiate any of this due to his before-said complexes on top of complexes.

Yet, on the flip side, Majima is the one who could most easily fall into domesticity. It’s something he’s fantasized for himself ever since he was a boy, and something he cast aside immediately following the hole. He imagined a family impossible for him, and has attempted to cast aside that part of himself. But there’s no destroying Who you Are. He wants to be a tender person. Once Saejima, his strongest familial relationship, returns, he lets that side of himself regain a foothold in his brain.

This is both supported and contradicted by canon depending on the game, but I’ll settle on one. Despite Majima’s reservations and trauma, he is more trusting than Kiryu in a lot of situations. (In Yakuza 2: “There’s nothing wrong with putting your trust in a guy...”) Kiryu will tend to be cynical and have to be “won” in order for him to put his trust in you. Majima, however, will put his trust if he feels he can, but is very liberal with rescinding it.

Kiryu goes through a phase in his romantic relationship with Majima where he feels unwanted due to Majima’s low intimacy drive. The only way that’s resolved is by talking. There’s a lot of things they cannot get out of their relationship with each other, and that’s absolutely fine. They find other things to make it work.

On the flip side....... Kiryu’s revolving-door life results in Majima feeling cast aside again and again. It’s not that Kiryu thinks of hurting Majima, but his idea of romance is very different to Majima’s. He thinks he can just put on a new skin and live out an entirely different life as a different person. This is what causes their relationship to fizzle out time and time again. Their relationship is a very, very unstable wave. It’ll be strong, weak, whatever. The bottom line is that they’re never going to be able to reach that Perfect Meeting Point.

BUT this is all from Yakuza 1-6....Post 7, and I have no idea! Maybe they can try again and see themselves more successful due to their Very different life circumstances. Without the clan to hold either of them back, maybe they can make things work. However, I can’t imagine them ever making anything “”official”” as in calling each other boyfriend Or getting married. Their relationship is strange and tumultuous but they genuinely. wholeheartedly Love each other.

#artbucky #kiryu kazuma #majima goro #kazumaji

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