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#modern knight!bucky barnes x princess!reader
navybrat817 · 2 years
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Pairing: Modern Knight!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Female Reader Summary: You're in need of a date for an upcoming wedding. Word Count: Over 1.9k Warnings: Pining, flirting, slight feels (it's me okay), could be considered fake dating (or is it? 😏), protective Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?), future smut. A/N: Again, I need another AU like a hole in the head, but here we are. @11thstreetvigilante, thank you for letting me scream about this. ❤️ Beta read by the beautiful @whisperlullaby (thank YOU as well!), but any and all mistakes are my own. Bucky edit by Nix, divider by @firefly-graphics and moodboard and banner by yours truly.
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Modern royalty is both a wondrous and strange concept. As the only child of the King and Queen of Brooklyn, your parents raised you with a blend of tradition and modernization. They taught you to speak your mind while stressing to follow certain customs. You did your best to make them proud. 
The picture-perfect princess.
Except, you didn't have a prince by your side.
“Something wrong, your highness?”
You turned in your chair to look at your personal knight, James “Bucky” Barnes. Standing tall at 6’4” with a muscular build, he served as your bodyguard when he wasn’t fighting for your father. Like his father before him. You worried in the beginning that he’d resent you for having to be your personal guard, but he took his duties seriously. He watched over you as if it was an honor to do so. Though he intimidated most because of his size and strength, he displayed kindness toward you. He quickly became one of your closest confidants.
A knight in name, but a prince in my heart. 
“Nothing to concern yourself with.”
“Are you sure?” he asked, not moving from his spot in the left corner of your large bedroom. It was the perfect vantage point for him to see your window, the door, and you. “You dismissed your ladies for no reason, you’re not dressed for the day, and you’ve been staring at that invitation for the better part of an hour.”
You turned back toward your vanity and picked up the ornate invitation with a sigh.
Her Majesty Queen of Waverly requests the pleasure of your company at the Marriage of His Royal Highness Prince Clinton of Waverly with Her Royal Highness Princess Natalia of Volgograd.
You RSVP’d to Clint and Natasha’s wedding weeks ago and said you would bring a plus one because that was the expectation. Your parents asked every day since the invitation arrived who you planned to have on your arm. They gave you the option of choosing instead of making the decision themselves. With the wedding around the corner, you were running out of time.
“I still haven't chosen a date and my parents want an answer today."
"Forgive me for saying so, but you have been dodging the King and Queen's question."
"I know, I know. They're already disappointed that I've dragged this out."
Just like they're probably disappointed that they didn't arrange a marriage for me once I was old enough to wed. 
"I highly doubt you could do anything to disappoint them or anyone else. You’re Brooklyn’s beloved princess through and through," he said. 
Blood rushed to your cheeks as you set the invitation down. His praise felt good. "Thank you, Bucky. But why do I have to bring someone?” 
"Tradition," he replied, crossing his arms. “You know, I figured the princes would be knocking down your door at the chance to be your plus one.”
“As if you’d let them get close enough to ask,” you said. "You don't even let Sir Steven near me and he's your best friend."
As your knight, one of Bucky's duties was to keep you safe from any possible threats. He took it to the extreme. If anyone got within a few feet of you, he was there to keep them away. Most didn’t try to speak to you once they caught a glimpse of him.
“It is my job to protect you,” he reminded you. “Especially from handsy princes.”
"Does that include Prince Nicholas?" 
Bucky's jaw twitched as he nodded. It was a bit of a low blow to mention Nick’s name considering your knight couldn’t stand him. The prince was one of the few men not afraid of him. 
"Especially Prince Nicholas," he grumbled, not hiding his disdain for the man. "What gift did he send you last week?"
"An emerald necklace. I almost felt bad sending it back."
"Insulting. Doesn't he know diamonds are a girl's best friend?" 
You narrowed your eyes at him in the mirror, which made him chuckle. The sound sent a jolt between your thighs. Between that and the earlier praise, you prayed he didn’t notice how it affected you. Your knight was not only brave and trusting, but so handsome. Staring into his eyes was like getting lost at sea. Too many nights, you imagined how silky the brown strands of his hair would feel against your fingers. 
And how the scruff on his chin would feel between your legs.
“Emeralds, diamonds, it doesn't matter. You don’t let any man get close enough to give them to me themselves,” you muttered to distract yourself from getting aroused. “Some days I wonder if you take pleasure in making sure I’m alone.”
Bucky frowned as he unfolded his arms. “You think I want you to be alone?”
"You tell me. My parents want me to wed eventually, but how will that happen if you won't let any suitors near me?" you asked, toying with one of your makeup brushes to keep your hands busy. “Or are you punishing me for constantly being on babysitting duty?"
"I'm sure the right man can court you without being in close proximity to you," he said, even though he didn't sound pleased. "And we both know I want to watch over you, so why are you trying to pick a fight with me?”
You looked away, embarrassed. You had no reason to speak to him like that. But how could you admit that you didn’t want any suitors when you had him right in front of you? He wasn’t just your knight, he was everything to you. It upset you to think he didn't want you. It scared you more that he’d resign from his duties to settle down and have his own family. You didn't want that day to come.
Is it selfish that I want him forever by my side?
“I’m not trying to pick a fight,” you said, turning in your chair to face him. “And you know I don't care about any suitors. I'm just frustrated."
That includes being sexually frustrated and the toy I named after you is calling my name. 
"I'm glad you don't care about those suitors because if you married one soon, I might be out of a job."
"You're stuck with me no matter what," you smiled. "I'm sorry for being rude."
“Give me a hug, princess, and I’ll forgive you,” he said as he held out his arms.
“No,” you said, but you were already on your feet. The robe you wore didn't do much to cover your body and you wondered if you imagined the hunger in his eyes. “I don’t think you deserve a hug.”
He placed his left hand over his chest, which drew your attention to it. He lost his left arm in battle years before and the kingdom had a state of the art metal prosthetic fashioned for him. To some, it was a sign of sacrifice and bravery. It showed you that he was a fighter and survivor. 
“You wounded me with your words and you’re hurting me more by denying me a simple request.”
You fought to keep from smiling as you walked toward him. Knowing that he wanted to touch you, even in an innocent form, was a heady feeling. You wanted his touch, too. You craved it like nothing else.
“I’m only going to hug you because I love you,” you said, wrapping your arms around him once you were close enough. 
He inhaled as he hugged you close and you allowed yourself to melt in his strong embrace. It made you feel safe and cared for. “I love you, too, my princess,” he whispered. 
You closed your eyes and hid your face in his shoulder. Whenever you said you did things for him because you loved him, he always replied that he loved you, too. You dreamt of falling asleep to him whispering that in your ear.
I wish he loved me the way I love him.
“If I could, I'd be your date for the evening."
You lifted your head and pulled free from his arms as you considered his words. You couldn't stop the grin from spreading across your face. Bucky as your date? Why didn't you think of that? 
“What’s that look for?”
"Sir James, would you do me the honor of being my date to the wedding?" 
His eyebrows shot up. "You called me James."
"That should tell you how serious I am."
Please, don't reject me. I'd feel like a fool.
He cleared his throat and you tried not to feel anxious as you waited for his answer. "I’m not a prince.”
“Who said I have to bring a prince? It may be tradition for a princess to have someone on their arm for royal functions, but it should be a person of my choosing. Who better than the man my parents trust with my life?”
“But-” he began before you held up a hand to stop him.
"Isn't it your duty to serve and protect me? Your princess?" you asked.
“It is,” he answered, looking down when you took his left hand in yours.
“Bucky, I’m not just asking you as my knight. I’m asking because I want you to go with me,” you said, your voice soft as he lifted his head to look at you. "There’s no one else I’d rather go with."
You felt a slight burn in your eyes from unshed tears, but you held your head high. If he sensed your vulnerability, he kindly didn't call you out on it. You didn’t want to command him to take you nor did you want to beg.
“But if you don’t want to, I understand. I can ask Prince Nicholas instead.”
Bucky stopped you before you could turn away from him. "You'll do no such thing," he said, bringing your hand to his lips and softly kissing it. “It would be my honor to be your date, your highness."
"Really?" you smiled as he lowered your hand, but didn't let go.
"Only because I love you," he smiled back. 
Your heart raced as you playfully hit his arm, letting your touch linger. "That's my line," you teased, looking over your shoulder to check the time. "Let's go tell my parents."
"You're in your robe," he reminded you as you tried to pull him across the room. "I don't think the other guards need to see you like that."
"I'll change later," you huffed when he planted his feet firmly on the ground. A wall of muscle, he was nearly impossible to move. "Bucky."
You gasped when he gripped your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. His enormous hand could crush your bones if he chose to, but the gentle hold reminded you that you were in his care. There was no mistaking the hunger there this time. 
"Get dressed, princess," he gently ordered, his voice deeper than before. 
I'm going to have to change my panties since I'm soaking wet.
"Then we'll tell your parents."
"Yes, Bucky," you whispered as he released you, having to put some distance between the two of you. If you didn't, you'd be too tempted to kiss him. And if you kissed him, you wouldn't be able to stop.
"Good girl," he smirked, moving back to his spot in the corner as you tried to calm your pounding heart. "I'll be right here waiting."
Good girl?
You weren't sure if he was teasing you or trying to rile you up, but you could play, too.
Oh, this wedding is going to be a lot of fun. 
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Let's hope it's nice and easy for them. We'll see how it goes. 😏 Check out Part 2. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️
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𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐬
📌 jen's favs 📎 drabbles 🔒angst 🌷fluff 🗯 18+
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
under oath @ugh-supersoldiers
(series) the world needs someone to blame for the deaths that hydra facilitated for decades, and the target is on the back of the former winter soldier. the case is going to trial, and seemingly the guilt ridden bucky barnes can’t care less about the verdict.🌷🔒📌📌
café crema @wonderlandmind4
(series) the first time was an accident. the second time was coincidence. the third time is just unlucky. the fourth time is getting out of hand and the fifth may or may not be with intent. otherwise known as The One Where He Spills Her Coffee. (modern! au) 🌷
guiding light @wkemeup
(series) it was supposed to be a simple mission. get the intel and go home. until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by hydra. while you struggle to stay alive and hold your sanity, bucky begins to lose himself to a darkness and gives into the soldier because he doesn’t know how to breathe without you. not until he brings you home. if he even can. 🌷🔒🔒📌📌
two sides of the same coin @anonymityisfunwriter
(series) you've been in hydra isolation your entire life, and sam is tasked to watch over you. bucky can't understand how you came out of hydra so optimistic and decides he hates you because of it. as you integrate into society, the avengers team, and SHIELD politics, bucky ends up being your biggest supporter. (inspired by taylor swift songs) 🌷🔒📌
snow @delaber
(series) tired of your constant bickering, sam sends you and bucky on a mission alone. when the worst possible outcome happens and you’re forced to spend several days together in a small cabin, you finally get to see a different, more pleasurable side to the man whose flesh you’ve always had a thorn in. 🌷🔒🗯📌📌
not happening @notimetoblog
(series) an online dating site clearly makes a mistake when it matches you with the one person you cannot stand. 🌷📌
tell me which one is worse (living or dying first) @nightowlwriting
(11k) you are in love with bucky barnes. for a long time, the both of you were joined at the hip but then your team stops being paired with his on missions. he stops inviting you over for movie nights. when it finally looks like things are looking up, you hear bucky talking with steve and... it's not good. 🌷🔒📌
safe with me @bitsandbobsandstuff
(series) when an unknown threat enters your life, protection is offered at the highest level. as bucky barnes comes into your life, the game changes, and you realize falling for the man tasked with keeping you safe is the last thing you expected.  (bodyguard! bucky x journalist! reader) 🔒📌
the lengths i'd go to @real-jane
(3.3k) detective barnes and his partner are the star team at precinct 75. one threat could tear it all apart. 🔒🌷📌
heart of steel @invisibleanonymousmonsters
(series) sir james is known throughout the lands as the most fearsome and honorable warrior. ballads have been written about him. men fear him. he is the most trusted knight of the king henry. so why has he given up the glories of war and pledged his loyalty to princess y/n? 🌷🔒
just one kiss @sarahwroteathing
(series) bucky barnes has been chasing after you since he was ten years old, but you’re determined not to give in. how long can you hold out when all he’s asking for is just one kiss? (40′s happy ending AU) 🌷🔒📌
pin it @buckysbabygorl
(1.6k) reader will fight barnes until she wins. bucky isn’t complaining, problem is he can’t resist pinning her to the floor. 🌷
better @captainscanadian
(series) dr. james barnes has it all: a loving family, caring best friends, and a successful career as one of the best heart surgeons in new york. he has everything he ever wanted his whole life… well, almost everything. one thing he never thought he could ever have was y/n y/l/n. she may have been a lot of things, but he loved her because she made him better. (modern! au) 🌷🔒
looped @softlybarnes
(15.2k) you are inadvertently trapped in a time loop without any memory of the last five years, including your relationship with bucky. but bucky would stay in the loop forever, explain everything again each day, if it meant getting to stay by your side. 🔒📌
the push and the pull @delaber
(9.8k) there’s nothing bucky wants more than to be with you - and for that reason alone, he has to break both your hearts. 🔒📌
in the right hands @loving-bucky-is-easier
(5.5k) bucky couldn’t tear his eyes from her lips, from the frost melting into teardrops on her eyelashes, from her slack face that seemed like the life was being drawn straight out of it with every wavering breath.” 🌷🔒
you’re a what now? @floatingpetals
(1.6k) sometimes bucky’s girl is just a little, tiny tiny oblivious and doesn’t realize who she’s talking to. and sometimes she can say the darndest things. 🌷
i need him like water @pellucid-constellations
(3.1k) you think bucky’s having an affair. he thinks… well you aren’t sure what he thinks. but he must notice the living room light is left on. every night. 🔒📌
perfect @thesnowsoldierwrites
(3.5k) in which you and bucky have slowly become inseparable, and someone mistakes you for a married couple. 🌷
torture @just-dreaming-marvel
(5.6k) a miscommunication happens between you and bucky, and it all comes tumbling down from there. 🌷🔒📌
part ii: (9.1k) you and bucky get captured, and it’s definitely not an easy time. 🔒
i’ll be there for you @aries-writingblog
(4.8k) even though they’re best friends, bucky can’t seem to trust himself enough to move in with y/n. 🌷
to build a home @fanficimagery
(5.7k) imaging being rescued from a djinn and having a hard time readjusting to reality after living a lifetime of an almost perfect life. 🔒
awake my soul @foreverindreamlandd
(series) (78k) it’s been five years since zombies first started walking the earth. when you stumble across two young, scared boys lost and being chased by walkers, you go against your better judgment and help them to safety. little did you know that helping them would lead you to bucky - an angry, grumpy, distrusting member of the camp shield. 🌷🔒📌
goodbye @lovelybarnes
(4k) enemies to lovers 🔒📌
completely @rassvetsky
(1k) being one of the few people bucky barnes trusted meant having to babysit alpine when he's away. 🌷
pt ii: (5.6k) 🌷🗯
oh baby, oh baby @tooearlyforthis
(6.2k) as a new recruit, y/n isn’t allowed to go on all the missions yet. to make matters worse, they left behind another, someone that she had despised ever since she first stepped foot in the compound - james buchanan barnes. 🌷
remember me @starryevermore
(14.5k) they sold you out to hydra. but little did they know, they had been tricked by one of their own. too little too late, or can they get you back before you’re too far gone? 🔒🔒
harmless @shurisneakers
(series) bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. 🌷🌷
cute @buckyalpine
(1.3k) bucky being offended he looks cute. he’s a tough beefy muscly super soldier so how. dare. you. 🌷
my girlfriend, the worm @vivwritesfics
(1.2k) y/n asks bucky the worm question. like the old man he is, he answers wrong. 🌷📎
yours @jadedvibes
(8.7k) you broke up with bucky right before college to pursue your career goals across the country. you didn’t think the first time you’d see him again years later would be in your office after he was arrested for a crime you know he didn’t commit. 🌷🗯
there's been a misunderstanding @touchstarvedirl
(5.3k) you’ve been distant with bucky, and he just wants to fix whatever it is that’s keeping you away from him. little does he know, it has everything to do with your encounter with a nosy red-headed assassin you’ve gotten the wrong idea about. 🌷🔒
through the year @/punani
(10.8k) bucky barnes is a sight for sore eyes and he doesn’t know it. she is a sunflower in a sea of roses. just give it another year, and a flurry of 11 soft moments and 1 heartbreaking one. 🌷🔒📌 
sunflower @mollygetssherlockcoffee
(21k) when y/n joins the team, bucky isn’t fond of her but as time goes on, she begins to form bond with the team and with him. 🌷🔒📌
for as long as you need me @whatthetumblfck
(6k+) a recent mission turns out some unexpected results, and you end up a little (a lot) worse for wear.🔒📌  
not for me @kinanabinks
(1.6k) your best friend, steve, has good intentions. he's just really bad with words. 🌷📌
who are you trying to fool? @notimetoblog
(1.5k) a perfect chance at messing with new recruits presents itself to bucky. can he pull it off or will you foil his plan? 🌷 
all that glitters is gold @printedpeterparker
(4.7k) the one where y/n takes a chance on the mobster.🌷 
poppy fields @buckysfaveplum
(3.7k) hiding your feelings for your best friend always seemed like the best idea, until you start coughing up flowers. (hanahaki au) 🔒🌷
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His Silly Princess | Bucky (Oneshot)
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Character: Bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Reader
Words Count: 1,671
Summary: A modern royal love story. A naive princess who wants to get away from an arranged marriage. She never knew that her guard had loved her since the beginning. 
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Zylovia is a country where monarchy still exists. It’s a developed country located near Western Europe. 
It’s a prosperous country, and the number of unemployed is also the lowest. Tourists love coming here for the casino, race car, and music festival. 
But this country has one outdated rule. It didn’t apply to the citizens. Only for the royal family. 
“If the female royal member marries a commoner, she will lose her status."
You learned that rule when you were 12 years old as the youngest siblings and Princess Zylovia. You didn't put a deep thought into it. 
But now, when you are almost 30 years old, and your older siblings are already married, you think this is good for you.
Because you realize you’re not fit to do the duty as a princess. 
Your oldest brother has prepared since he was a kid to be the king. When he reaches the age of 40, he will be crowned as the king. Your second brother will be the second commander in the military. 
While you have a job as a painting conservator at the museum, your duty as a princess is to welcome the official foreign guest at the castle. You learned some languages, but you’re not allowed to give any opinion on politics.
You don’t hate being a royal, but sometimes you feel like living in a golden cage. 
And finally, you had enough because, on your recent birthday, your parents talked to you about marriage. 
The king and queen don’t want to be separated from their youngest daughter, but they hint that they wish for her future husband from the royal circle. In other words: arranged marriage. 
You clenched your jaw while smiling at your parents. If the man from the royal circle is a real gentleman, you wouldn’t mind. 
But the problem is, please pardon the harsh language; none of the men from the royal family are your type. 
Your type of man must have a stable job, look good in suits, and have a nice body. 
That’s why, for a couple of days, you’ve made a list of potential future husbands. After you write it, you realize most of the men are from the knights. Perhaps because you always went to meet your second brother at the military training ground, so you know some people. 
Steve Rogers
[Friendly, not married, nerd, loves to paint like me]
Ari Levinson 
[Funny, beautiful hair, handsome]
‘Knock, knock!’ Suddenly, someone knocked on your door.
“Come in.”
You didn’t have to turn around to see who it was. You have known him for years, and your ears are familiar with the sound of his footsteps. 
The person who walked into your room has been your exclusive bodyguard for years - James Barnes, but you always call him Bucky his nickname. 
Bucky is a commoner and an elite soldier. If there’s a shooting competition, he will be in the top three. Your second brother always hates him. 
He has received many medals of honors, but he rejects a knight title from your father. You don’t understand why he declined the offer. If he received it, he could enter politics, and he doesn’t have to follow her around anymore. 
He’s tall, handsome, with perfect blue eyes and has fine muscles on his body. Bucky also has a primarily female fanbase when he wears the military uniform and rides a horse at the independence ceremony. 
He became a celebrity overnight.
But you have never seen or heard any rumor about him with a woman. 
“Your highness, in two hours you are going to attend the tennis tournament.” 
You dropped the pen and dropped your head to the table. “Urgh. Do I have to?”
Bucky chuckled when he saw you unwilling to go. One thing you hate about your duty is to be the guest at the tennis game. You prefer to watch the race car, but it's reserved for your brother's. 
Even though you didn’t want to go, you still dragged your feet to the dressing room to grab your coat. 
When you were searching for the right outfit, you suddenly remembered. “Oh no!” You didn’t hide the potential list that you just wrote. You wish you could dig your own grave and disappear. 
And you were right; Bucky saw your writing. He furrowed his eyebrows while he read your paper. “What’s this? Potential man for marriage?”
You stand beside him; you don’t know why you feel scared. This is the first time you have seen him like this. 
His slender, pointed fingers scratched the two names with his nails. There’s a big X on your paper. 
“Don’t marry any of those men.”
“Why?”
A small smile appeared on his lips, along with a soft voice, “Steve hasn’t moved on from his last girlfriend, and Ari, he loves to drink alcohol. I know you hate the smell of alcohol.”
You felt disappointed; you crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash.
“Marriage? Why all of a sudden?” There's an annoyed tone in his voice.
You rubbed your head and muttered, “I need to get married sooner, or my parents will arrange marriage for me, their friend's kid. And you know the truth, I had enough of being a princess.”
Bucky crossed his arms. “But, why them?”
“What?”
He clenched his fist; Bucky stared at her with an annoyed expression. “Why didn't you put me on the list?”
“....”
You waved your hand. “It doesn’t matter, as long as I got married.”
“So, would you like to marry me?”
Are you having hallucinations? Did Bucky just propose to you?
Bucky got on his knees. “Let’s get married.”
You still haven’t come to your senses. Bucky started talking again. “Think about it. Both of us have known each other for a long time. We’ve known each other's likes and dislikes. We’ve been through many things together.”
He’s right. He’s the safest choice if you want to marry someone. You shrugged your shoulders and accepted his hand. “Alright.”
Bucky's beautiful smile appeared on his face. Before he shook your hand, he felt you slightly pull his hand. When you saw him smile, your heart raced. “But, if in the end, we don’t like each other, please wait after three years, then we could get a divorce.”
Bucky chuckled; his attractiveness is not just in his physical appearance but also in his ability to manage his emotions gracefully and restraintfully. He leaned closer to you, and his hands gently grabbed your chin. 
As his calloused hand touched your skin, a subtle warmth spread on your cheeks. You could feel you're blushing. “Silly girl, it will never happen.”
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[Bucky P.O.V]
Then he rests your arms on his. “Then you have the excuse to skip the tournament.”
“Hmm?”
“We should inform this first to His Majesty and Her Majesty.”
“Oh, right.” You nodded, then looked straight into his blue eyes again. “This soon?”
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When both of you walk through the hallway to meet the King and Queen, Bucky tries his best to calm down. He almost lost his common sense when he saw you write another man's name, and there’s a word of ‘potential husband.’
He looks at you and thinks ‘his silly princesses didn’t realize his feelings for her.’ 
Didn’t she know he declined the offer to be a knight so he could be her guard?
If he became a knight, he would work with her second brother. That’s the last thing he wants to do. 
“So, Bucky, don’t worry about money. When I resign as a princess, the kingdom will give us money.”
Bucky chuckled, seeing his sweet princess worried about their future, “That’s so sweet of you. But you don’t need to worry about that.” He gently patted her arms. He wants to tell you that he owns the famous casino in this kingdom and 5-star hotel chains in a few countries.
When both of you are married, Bucky will ensure you don’t have to work anymore. He is pretty sure that her parents will give their blessings even though he’s a commoner (and he’s super rich). The royal family has outdated rules, but because of it, he could marry you. 
Both of you arrived at the king's office room. The guards bowed their heads to greet you. Then you said, “Princesses Y/N and her guard. Wait… and her future husband, James Barnes wants to meet the king.”
The guards and the butler who opened the door lost their composure. They should have known from your body language walking here together hand in hand when usually Bucky always stands behind you. 
This news is shocking compared to the crown prince, who got caught partying too hard and the second prince, who had a messy love life before he got married. 
It seems like your father, the King, hears your voice. Before the castle butler tells him, you hear the gentle voice, “Come in.”
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[2 years later]
<Former Princess of Zylovia Y/N, blessed with male twins>
It's the biggest headline in the country after you gave birth. You feel overwhelmed; you can't believe that you're parents now. 
The King and Queen hold your oldest son, while Bucky has the youngest son in his arms. 
Bucky's eyes are full of love, looking both at his sons. He was almost scared to death since you gave birth one month early. But the doctor assured both of you this is normal since you're pregnant with twins. 
Even though you're not a princess, you're still surrounded by your family. 
And Bucky still treats you like a princess. You almost lost your mind when he told you his business, which turned into your parents, and your brothers already know it, too. 
You want to knock your head; you didn't even know Bucky's business helped increase the country's GDP. 
Everyone said Bucky was the lucky guy to marry the former princess, but they were wrong. It's you who is lucky to marry him.
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sunshinebuckybarnes · 11 months
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It's gonna be May 🩷 we made it through April babies! Here's every glorious thing I read in April. Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.
Happy reading 🩷🌷
Bucky Barnes ✨
Though I have never read it by @tuiccim
Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Her by @avecra
bucky barnes x reader
Sweet temptation by @jobean12-blog
Bucky Barnes x reader (Mob AU)
Thick as blood / punch in the gut by @dreamlessinparis
Dark!Bucky x Darkish!F!Reader
Say the word and it's yours by @angrythingstarlight
Mafia!Bucky x Reader
Cordially invited by @navybrat817
Modern Knight!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Female Reader
Grandeur by @navybrat817
Florist!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Crossing the line by @jadedvibes
Beefy!Bucky x reader
Give it to me by @flordeamatista
dilf!neighbor bucky barnes x reader 
Dirty rock by @jobean12-blog
Bucky Barnes x reader (Rockstar!AU)
Send me an angel by @navybrat817
Soft Dark Bartender!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Hide and seek by @targaryenvampireslayer
Bucky Barnes x female reader
You are my burning love on nights like these by @flordeamatista
knight!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Fem!Reader
Headstrong by @flordeamatista
beefy!bucky barnes x reader
The kiss by @lunarbuck
professor!bucky x f!reader (any race)
Namor ✨
Waves of love by @flordeamatista
Namor x reader
Ari Levinson ✨
Flamingo king by @onsunnyside
Trailer Park!Ari Levinson x inexperienced!reader
Biker!Ari by @angrythingstarlight
Biker!Ari x Reader
Excelled by @syntheticavenger
Dom! Ari Levinson x Female Reader
Steve Rogers ✨
Pretty flowers for a pretty girl by @witchywithwhiskey
farmer!steve rogers x reader
His inheritance by @jtargaryen18
Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader
Eddie Munson ✨
Magic fingers by @jobean12-blog
Eddie Munson x reader
Andy Barber ✨
Sleepy sex by @worksby-d
Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Hold my heart by @flordeamatista
boyfriend!andy barber x reader
Joel Miller ✨
Sweet, sweet sugar by @unrefinedmusings
no outbreak!joel miller x f!reader
Perfectly wrong by @psychedelic-ink
joel miller x fem!reader
Lloyd Hansen ✨
Gratitude by @kinanabinks
Lloyd Hansen x Mayor!Reader
Multiple characters ✨
Wicked little games by @angrythingstarlight
Mafia Steve x Bratty Reader, Bodyguard Bucky x Reader x Bodyguard Andy
Peepshow by @labella420
Ari Levinson x F!Reader, Lloyd Hansen x F!Reader
Let us take care of you by @angrythingstarlight
Mafia Stucky x Assistant Reader
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rookthorne · 10 months
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Why not attempt all of the tooth-rotting fluff, and make the lot of you book dentist appointments?
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EVENT UNIVERSES
―  BUCKY BARNES  ―
∎  Lumberjack!Bucky Barnes  —  Sturdy Roots, Strong Hearts ∎  Mechanic!Bucky Barnes  —  His Girls ∎  Modern!Bucky Barnes — Whispered Affections ∎  Modern!Bucky Barnes  —  Written in the Stars ∎  Nurse!Bucky Barnes  —  A Hero ∎  Paramedic!Bucky Barnes  —  Lights, Sirens and Sincerity
―  STUCKY  ―
∎  Firemen!Stucky  —  Built Differently ∎  Tattoo Artist!Stucky  —  Garden of Ink
EVENT FIC COUNT
TBR
EVENT WORD COUNT
TBR
EVENT LINKS
—  The AO3 SERIES can be found HERE.
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𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐁𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 𝐊𝐄𝐘 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───
— 𝐀  = angst — 𝐖  = whump — 𝐈 = sick fic — 𝐃  = dark — 𝐃² = dead dove — 𝐏 = poly — 𝐊 = kid fic — 𝐅  = fluff — 𝐒  = smut
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✧˚ · .   𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐤
B1   ❥   𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗧 𝗔𝗨
───   Tattoo Artist!Stucky x Florist!F!Reader ──   𝐏 + 𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
Fairy Tales and stories always had one ending, that the prince would find his princess and all would be well; a masterful, happily ever after. You had never believed that would be you, not in your wildest dreams. Until the day that two knights in inked armour walked through the door of your castle and made themselves at home in your heart.
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
B2   ❥   𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗦
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
B3   ❥   𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖 𝗙𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗟
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
B4   ❥   𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
B5   ❥   𝗠𝗢𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢 𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗬 / 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗘
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
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✧˚ · .   𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝
I1   ❥   𝗖𝗢𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗣 𝗔𝗨
───   Modern!Barista!Bucky x Writer!F!Reader ──   𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
An ordinary, relaxing day of arriving at Bucky’s coffee shop and spending it working on a project was what you planned to do, however, a certain brunette had other ideas.
✧˚ · .   𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠
I2   ❥   𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬
───   Mechanic!Bucky x F!Reader ──   𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
Barnes Classics Restoration was a hive of activity – something was always going on within the walls of that garage, and you counted yourself lucky to be amongst it all.
✧˚ · .   𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝
I3   ❥   𝗡𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗘 / 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗧
───   Nurse!Bucky x F!Reader ──   𝐅 + 𝐒 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
Novelties came and went as the years passed – the phases of costumes and trends passed you by with as little care as the last, but not this year. You were determined to make this a surprise that would take Bucky by storm, especially if you reaped the rewards of it. 
✧˚ · .   𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
I4   ❥   𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗢𝗦
───   Tattoo Artist!Stucky x Florist!F!Reader ──   𝐏 + 𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
A long day led to a long week, snowballing into a long, long festive season. The boys — your knights in shining armour, residing in their castle of artistry — they knew long before you yourself did, and they had an idea of how to turn it around, to bring a smile to your lips and to restore your vitality.
✧˚ · .   𝐀𝐧 𝐎𝐥’ 𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐎𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐲
I5   ❥   𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗟 𝗔𝗨
───   CW!Bucky x F!Reader ──   𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
Bucky had been away for a long, long time, and your heart ached with missing him. Although, the time apart had allowed you to plan a surprise that would rock his world once he walked back through the door of your home, and into another era.
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✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
N1   ❥   𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
N2   ❥   𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗦𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗣
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
N3   ❥   𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗨
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬
N4   ❥   𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗨𝗧
───   Closeted!Bodyguard!Stucky x Mafia!F!Reader ──   𝐏 + 𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
Suspicion and lies often led to the brash decisions that ended empires, whether they were justified or proven false, it didn’t matter — what was said and done could never be taken back. It was how you developed such a keen sense for divulging the truth, and what else could you have done with such temptation being placed on a silver platter in front of you?
✧˚ · .   𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
N5   ❥   𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥
───   Paramedic!Bucky x F!Reader ──   𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
After a bad night, you convalesce your slumber into the living room, only, when you awoke, something precious awaited you.
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✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
G1   ❥   𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲
G2   ❥   𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗧 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦
───   DILF!Bucky x Babysitter!F!Reader ──   𝐀 + 𝐊 + 𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑 
The first day of any new job was always the hardest — all the rules and roles to navigate while establishing yourself as someone reliable, trustworthy, and far too interested in your employer.
✧˚ · .   𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
G3   ❥   𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗜𝗡 𝗖𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗘
───   Lumberjack!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader ──   𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
Acts of love never had to be something overstated or complicated — it lay in smaller actions. An offer to make lunch or a warm cup of drink; to do a chore or errand that the other dreaded, only to see their eyes brighten for thoughtfulness.  Bucky was much the same man as those who preferred smaller, intentional acts, and you presented him with the perfect opportunity. 
✧˚ · .   𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐰𝐨, 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
G4   ❥   𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦
───   Modern!Bucky x F!Reader ──   𝐀 + 𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
They said fate worked in mysterious ways; the strings of destiny plucked and pulled and snapped at the leisure of those they controlled, but not you. The delicacy in which you handled the woven web was forever unseen and unprecedented, and your patience was to be rewarded in a way you least expected.
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
G5   ❥   𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗧 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
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✧˚ · .   𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
O1   ❥   𝗠𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚
───   Paramedic!Bucky x F!Reader ──   𝐀 + 𝐅 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
It was a trope that you had read over and over in books – never once did you think it would apply to you, and you’d be stuck in the same vicious circle of pining over your best friend, Bucky. But then, he came home one night after a rough shift, grief-stricken and in pain, and he proceeded to change everything.
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
O2   ❥   𝗦𝗟𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗬
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
O3   ❥   𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗔𝗟
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
O4   ❥   𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗖𝗟𝗨𝗕 𝗔𝗨
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
✧˚ · .   𝐓𝐁𝐑
O5   ❥   𝗔𝗗𝗢𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔 𝗣𝗘𝗧
───   AU!Pairing ──   𝐓𝐁𝐑 ─   𝐀𝐎𝟑
𝐓𝐁𝐑
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kashimos-hajime · 4 years
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pretty face on a pretty neck | b.b.
summary: they aren’t fucking dating. not fucking friends, either. no, bucky just fucks romanoff’s best friend until she’s fucking stupid, begging for it, and leaves in the morning because that’s how the universe fucking works. and sometimes, he wishes it didn’t work that way.
WARNINGS: a tiny bit of smut (18+), fingering, choking, swearing, drinking, brief mentions of cheating, bucky’s just really fucking jealous, mentions of a shitty relationship and self-doubt from it, the dark knight spoilers, fluffy end!! pairing: modern!bucky barnes x fem!reader, brief steve rogers x fem!reader lmaoo  word count: 5.5k
a/n: this is a cute lil piece written for @sourpatchkidsandacokecan​​​​​​! my prompt was “you called me, remember?” inspired by kiwi by harry styles. 
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For a moment, Bucky wonders how the fuck he got into this situation.
Then again, he’s not complaining.
The view is fucking stellar.
You weave through the crowd, glistening like some glazed dessert that he can’t wait to get his mouth on. Your lips are shining with a swipe of that sweet lipgloss he loves to suck off and you’re wearing that black dress.
The black dress. Shorter than short, showing every inch of skin yet not enough.
You toss your head back, exposing that neck that he loves to bite to Steve who grins, glad his joke landed. Stifling a scowl, Bucky grabs his scotch and throws it back, desperate not to grab you and throw you into a stall just to mark you up as his.
You had made him promise, after all. No socialization outside their little nightcap sessions that often lead to… well, Bucky’s game for anything really.
A cigarette is pinched between your lips and Steve helps you light it with a flick of his lighter, the burning embers glowing in the dark, seedy bar. Leaning on the bar counter, you talk to Sam wiping down his station and he nods, eyes dragging over your face and Bucky cannot tear his gaze away as Sam pours you three shots of vodka. You blow out a lungful of smoke, cigarette pinched between two fingers before glancing at Steve and making some sort of bet, based on the way your lips curl.
They go down like water, dripping down your chin and you laugh when Steve wipes it off your collarbones before he grabs your chin and smashes his lips against yours. You immediately reciprocate, mouth opening as he bends you over the bar, his hair golden and his hand trailing up your thigh.
“Fucker,” Bucky mutters, finally managing to rip his gaze away. A heat blazes through his stomach.
Stupid fucking party for damn Romanoff’s birthday. Sometimes he hates being some of the oldest friends that redhead knows. It makes him feel creepy, wading through a sea of college students that are only one or two years younger than him. Steve himself is finishing his last year, so he’s sure he doesn’t share Bucky’s plight of feeling old.
He wishes he could just approach you and ask to leave, pin you against the wall of his apartment, take you like he knows Steve’s going to later, but he can’t.
You aren’t fucking dating. Not fucking friends, either.
No, Bucky just fucks Romanoff’s best friend until she’s fucking stupid, begging for it, and leaves in the morning because that’s how the universe fucking works.
And sometimes, he wishes it didn’t work that way.
“Not enjoying yourself, James?” Birthday Girl Romanoff asks, appearing at his shoulder and he turns to her, shifting in his seat.
“Steve’s too busy chatting up your friend for me to do anything,” he replies, keeping his tone light and Romanoff glances at where Steve’s made his way to kissing up your neck, your fingers carded through his hair.
“Give him a break,” Romanoff says. “They both need to get laid.”
“You don’t think she’s getting laid?” Bucky asks incredulously. “Every fucking guy I’ve met has said they wanted to get with her at least once.”
“Sounding a bit jealous over someone you claim to hate, James,” the redhead teases, sipping on her mojito with raised eyebrows.
“I’m just saying. All the boys were saying they were into it.”
“And you?”
“She’s… a brat.”
“Seems to me that you’re into that,” she hums, leaning on his shoulder. “Honestly, it would’ve been better if you two met before her and her stupid boyfriend did. Ever since she moved in with Rumlow…” The woman trails off and Bucky absently fills in the blanks, she’s faked every single orgasm she’s had with him. “I don’t know. He’s a fucking prick. Doesn’t treat her like she deserves.”
“Does he—“
“No. Just… never a priority, is she? Why else is she here alone?” Natasha pauses, as if debating how much to tell him, then adds, “Then he gets all pissy about where she’s been. On his beck and call, isn’t she?”
“Asshole,” Bucky replies distantly. Steve has his hand basically up your dress and he watches as your legs pull him closer, your lips running along the shell of his ear. “You’re endorsing your best friend cheating on her boyfriend, you know, when we could just be beating him up”
“Hey. She said she was going to break up with him. I can’t make those choices up for her and I’m not about to land any of my friends in jail trying to be my ride or dies.” Romanoff shrugs, glancing at her friend. “Besides, she doesn’t have anywhere else to go, does she? It’s not like she can move into my dorm or move back into her parents across the country.” Bucky watches as you hook your legs around Steve’s waist and he hoists you into his arms, disappearing into the crowd.
By the direction, Bucky can guess the destination and some distant part of his head whispers, She could move in with me.
“Might want to avoid the bathrooms for a while,” he comments and Romanoff snorts, the ice crackling by her straw as she stirs her drained glass.
“I’m going to go get laid, too,” she replies frankly. “Don’t stay brooding in the corner, Barnesy-bear. Your face is one worthy of being sat on.”
“Thank you.”
With that, the redhead slips into the crowd and Bucky gets up, plucking his jacket and leaving the bar. His pants are tight with the thought of your mouth and the sound of your gasping breaths echoing in his ear. The feeling of your fingers scratching down his back makes him roll his shoulders back as he flags a cab.
So what if you’re fucking Steve?
It’s not like he’s exclusive with you.
He can’t fault his best friend for having excellent fucking taste.
As he enters the cab and tells the driver his address, he wonders how the fuck someone like Rumlow snagged the title as your boyfriend when there are so many other options.
Steve being one, but he’s still living on-campus.
Bucky doesn’t want to say it, but maybe he, with his own apartment and steady job and intimate knowledge of your desires and interests and needs, is the other.
.
It’s two weeks later when he finally sees you again, at Romanoff’s birthday function at the beach. Something with closer friends, in broad daylight at a beach house Romanoff’s parents own. She and Sam are already there by the time Bucky gets there, unpacking in rooms for a weekend stay.
“Take any room you like,” Romanoff calls from upstairs and Bucky does so, choosing one of the few rooms on the main floor just as another figure walks in.
“I’m here, Nat!” Your voice echoes against wooden walls as Bucky pokes his head out of his room to see you there. He doesn’t know whether he should feel guilty or not that he’s glad Steve hasn’t sated your hunger when you show up alone, shorts riding up your thighs and a t-shirt that is so sheer it does nothing to conceal the bikini top you wear beneath it. “I’m taking my usual room.”
“Fine with me!”
With that, you walk down the hall, eyes meandering over the living room and kitchen. Bucky’s throat closes up when you walk past the stairs to stop at his room and you smirk all saccharine at him.
“Hey, Barnes.”
He scans your face for a moment. “You came. Thought you’d still be sucking Steve’s face off like you were back at the bar. Or… sucking his dick. Whatever floats your boat.”
“Well, that was a one-off thing. Heat of the moment,” you dismiss, leaning against his door frame and he hates the way you look against the wood. Makes something in him stir, makes the blood run hot and his mind focus on one image in particular.
“What’d your boyfriend say when he saw your neck fucking marked up?” he asks, uncaring of the thin ice he stands upon. You frown, arms crossing.
“I was careful,” you reply tightly, “and I didn’t let him leave any marks.”
Bucky can’t help the small flash of satisfaction at hearing that. “You’re not careful with me. I like seeing your neck tatted up with it,” he comments, his hand twitching to wrap around your throat as he lifts his finger to trace the soft, pulsing vein along your neck. You tilt your chin up, eyes narrowing with amusement.
“I’m not yours, Barnes.”
“What you say tells me differently, princess.” Dropping his hand to grab your wrist, he pulls you into his room and slams the door shut, pinning you against it with a harsh push. You exhale sharply, the breath pushing out of your lungs as your bags drop with a disant thump. His senses zero in on everything about you, the light scent of the sunblock smeared into your skin, the cotton twisting beneath his fist as his other hand finds your neck on its own accord. “You’ve been distant lately, kitten.”
He can feel your racing pulse against his palm as you smirk, hands wrapping around his waist and pulling him flush against you. Every inch of his skin is pressed against yours as you hike a leg up onto his hip. His hand at your waist immediately goes to cup it and you loop your arms around his neck innocently.
“I’ve had a lot of work to do. Brock and I…” You let out a soft hum as if to ponder but he knows it’s just to piss him off, “spent some time alone. Romantic trip out of town. Then, I had other things to do.”
“Did you?” It’s not a question Bucky wants answered as you nod demurely, lips twisted into a smirk. He wants nothing more than to yank your shorts down, spin you around, and have you screaming his name as he takes you again and again. He’s been blue balled for two weeks and you haven’t answered any of his calls.
Now, he knows why.
“So, that stupid boyfriend of yours was with you, huh?” he asks, not waiting for an answer as he leans in close. He can taste the vodka in your mouth still, the vodka he never got to taste two weeks before in a bar, along with something fruity. Your gum, maybe, or an orange that you sucked clean off its peel. “And then what? Did you hop off after you faked your way through a few nights with him and head for Steve’s? Hm?”
“Temper, temper, James,” you whisper, lips barely brushing his. His entire body is alight, every nerve shooting sensations through his limbs as your fingers curl against the nap of his neck. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous.”
“Jealous, yeah.” His hand on your thigh trails up and inward, sneaking past the hem of your shorts as you lower your leg to hook on his calf, pulling him infinitely closer. His dick is pressing against his swim shorts, completely obvious and painfully hard against your navel as he shifts his hips just enough to let his hand sneak further up your shorts. “Why would I be jealous?”
His fingers find the silky slip of your bikini bottom and brush over the junction of your hip, smirking at the tremble he can feel course through your body.
“You wanted me that night at the bar,” you whisper as he slowly trails deeper inward. “Tell me that isn’t true.”
“Who didn’t, hm?” He smirks when you turn your face away, biting your lip at his fingers dancing around a spot already slickening with anticipation. “C’mon, princess. You telling me you didn’t wear that black dress for me? Look at me.”
You refuse and he rubs his thumb into the side of your neck, dipping his head to bite at your collarbones.
“Look at me, princess,” he whispers, lifting his head to see your defiant gaze meeting his. “Tell me the truth about the black dress.”
“I didn’t wear it for you,” you bite back softly, “to fuck me in.” His hand tightens, just barely around your neck and your eyes flutter shut. Oh, how badly he wants to ravage your lips, lock you in this room and just take you in every way you want…
“Trying to make me jealous, kitten?” he rasps as your hips roll against his dick and you bite your lip, chin tilting up as your nails dig into his skin. Because it worked.
“So what if I was?”
“Then, you’re going to have to pay for it.” He spins you around and moves to shove his shorts just past his hips. You let out a sharp exhale at the pressure of his hand against the back of his neck, your hands pressed flat against the door. “You got anything to say for yourself, princess?”
His swim shorts fall and he tugs your shorts down just past your ass, tracing the smooth curve of it with an arrogant curve to his lip. His lips find your neck, nipping lightly before raising to your ear.
“I asked you a question.” His hand lands on your ass, kneading it with warm, familiar fingers and his words are a warning. In the silence, he can almost hear you rolling your eyes, struggling not to moan when he feathers smooth skin, tempts you with tiny brushes between the legs.
“You gonna keep talking, Barnes, or you gonna prove a point?”
His fingers hook on your bikini bottom, pulling the elastic away with an amused grin before letting it snap back against your skin.
“I don’t know. Are you gonna continue being a fucking brat?” He squeezes your neck, fingers digging into the soft flesh and you almost seem to melt against the door before he drags those bikini bottoms down too. Rolling his hips flush against your ass, he smirks when you shudder and try to thrust him in with a messy jerk back. “Aw, did you miss this?”
“Wouldn’t miss a thing about you,” you reply but it comes out strangled as his other hand wraps around your hip, travels down your navel. It wraps around your waist, keeps you tight against him as you smother his wrist between the door and your hips. When his fingers find your bud, you let out a soft sigh at the pressure he begins to rub into you and he smirks, biting the shell of your ear.
“C’mon, princess. You can admit it if you like,” he murmurs. Your fingers dig into the wood as you try to push yourself—in what direction, away from his hand, towards it, Bucky doesn’t know. He reaches farther down, fingers tracing through slick heat and he chuckles huskily against your skin, biting lightly into the junction of your neck and shoulder. “‘S that all for me?”
“Shut up,” you growl. Your eyes flash to him and he pushes you flush against the door, your head falling back against his shoulder as cock nestles itself between your cheeks. So close, not quite there. His hand on your neck travels forward, crooking inward and his fingers wrap around a silky neck from the front. He can feel every beat of your heart, the raspy whistle of your breathing. Lips falling to your exposed neck, Bucky sucks marks he knows are going to last if he doesn’t stop himself soon but two weeks has been two weeks too long— “Barnes.”
“Relax… it’s been a while since you’ve had a proper fuck.”
“Cocky bastard.”
“Needy brat.”
Your eyes flutter shut as his fingers work at a languid pace inside you. He knows every nook and cranny, every angle that brings you euphoria and he grinds his palm against your clit with every thrust, arrogant smile growing when you melt back onto his shoulder, lips slightly parted.
“Don’t have time for foreplay,” you finally manage to croak and you turn to look at him, eyes surprisingly clear for having his fingers in your soaking heat and working you up a steady incline.
“It’s the fucking beach, kitten. They won’t be in a rush to get anywhere.” Your lips are tantalizing up close and he chuckles, fingers pressing gently into your pulse. “How quiet can you be?”
“Try me,” you breathe, chest heavy and eyes filling with assured focus, “bitch.”
Challenge accepted.
Nudging your legs ever so lightly apart, he is about to push in. He can feel your heart beating through your back, a quick, racing drum and your breasts heave with every anticipating breath.
“James! Y/N! Wanna meet Steve at the beach?”
Natasha’s voice breaks the humid tension like a hot knife through butter, and your eyes fly open as if you’ve risen from a trance and he growls, not quite moving yet.
To say nothing raises suspicion.
He hates it here.
“Sure!” Bucky yells back right into your ear, much to your displeasure and he shrugs, trying to repress the smirk as his hand drops and playfully squeezes your breast. You return with a subtle nip to his jaw and he steps back. Your shoulders drop and you turn around, leaning against the door with a soft, condescending smile. Your eyes are blown with a mistiness and your thighs press together as he sucks his fingers clean. Your gaze narrows, he smirks with glee.
“What was that about not being in a rush to get anywhere?” you ask, dismissively sweeping your gaze up and down his body before grabbing your pants and pulling them up. His eyes follow the slow trail of the fabric and he sighs softly between parted lips. “Play one of those audios I know you’ve got on your phone. Can’t ever get enough of me, can you, soldier boy?”
“Don’t put yourself on a pedestal, princess.”
“I’m not.” You pick up your bags and open the door, letting cool sea wind sweep into the room that was cloudy with heat and lust. He can’t help the smile that digs into his cheeks despite how disappointed he is as you shrug innocently. You play the part so well. “It’s just the facts.”
Not for the first time, Bucky is left with the thought that Rumlow doesn’t deserve a second of your time.
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It’s near the end of the month, the very last day. The thirty-first of May.
You broke up with your stupid boyfriend three days ago. He knows because he looked at your Instagram only to find all the pictures with him gone.
But he wasn’t stalking. He was just…
Curious.
Also, Natasha FaceTimed him and Steve, ranting all about it. So, he came upon this naturally.
Not stalking at all.
“Hey.” Bucky’s lying flat on his bed, naked and the sheets are too warm as he hears you pick up with a disgruntled sigh. “You awake?”
“Am now.” You don’t sound too heartbroken but your voice is a bit thicker than he remembers as you sniff. “What do you want?”
“Are you sick?”
“No, I was crying.”
He arches an eyebrow at your blunt response but doesn’t continue that line of interrogation. “Where are you staying?”
“Why does it matter to you? What do you want?”
“I was going to ask if you wanted to come over, princess,” he replied dryly. “But if you’re on the streets, I can come pick you up.”
“I’m not on the streets,” you reply sharply in a way that makes Bucky doubt your words. “But fine. I’ll be there in a moment.”
“Princess,” he begins but you cut him off.
“I just needa pack some things. See you in twenty.”
You hang up without another word. He lets his cellphone drop with a heavy sigh, sitting up and pulling on some boxers and some ratty old university hoodie.
It’s another fifteen minutes before there’s a knock on the door and he moves from the kitchen to the door, abandoning the orange juice he poured to pass the time. Swinging open the door to reveal that pretty face, he smirks to hide the concerned expression threatening to overtake his face. You look like hell, heavy eye bags and a wariness that he’s not used to seeing on your bold face. You’ve got luggage by your legs and a backpack is strapped to you as you regard him.
“Look what the cat dragged in.”
“You called me, remember?” you reply dryly. He steps aside, inviting you in. Walking in, toeing off your sneakers, and shedding your jacket, you let your backpack drop as Bucky pulls your luggage in. “Woke me up and everything.”
“Yeah, I bet I woke you up from your beauty sleep,” he snorts and you roll your eyes as his eyes trail over the dull skin of your shoulders, the limpness of your hair. He closes the door behind him, an unfamiliar tug pulling at his stomach. “Your boyfriend didn’t even give you time to find a new place?”
“No. And he’s not my boyfriend anymore.”
“Just a guy you used to fuck on occassion who couldn’t even make you come,” he says sagely and you sigh, rolling your eyes again.
“Are you describing yourself?” The words make blue eyes flash to meet yours and you smirk at the dangerous warning glimmering in his irises. Cocking your head, you shrug and lean against his dining table. “So, what do you want?”
“Why do I ever call you here if it isn’t for fucking you, huh, princess?” he muses, but even he can’t find the reason anymore. Whatever libido he was housing had melted in the time between you hanging up and you arriving at his apartment. As you stand before him, his blue eyes flicker from your exhausted face to the way your body seems strung out and on high alert. He sighs, too. “I didn’t want you in some seedy motel where the locks don’t work and the concierge is probably on the registered sex offender’s list. That sound good enough for you?”
You smile, the only thing familiar about you, and it sends a wave of relief through him. “Being nice isn’t your colour, Barnes.”
“Go take a shower,” he retorts, plucking your bag from the floor by your feet and he notices you don’t protest when he grabs your jacket and throws it in the hamper. “Then, we’ll talk.”
“Fine.” You’re unnaturally obedient as you head silently for the bathroom and he brings your luggage to the living room, setting it by the couch and laying it flat. Unzipping it quickly, he grabs the clean clothes he can find right off the bat and goes into his room to put them on his bed so you can grab them as soon as you come out. You’re standing in his bathroom, shedding your tank top and he grabs some clean towels.
It’s a strangely intimate silence as he offers you the towels and you dip your head in thanks. He can see the beginnings of a bruise on your bicep and he reaches tenderly for it, fingers barely brushing your skin.
“Did he—” The anger comes unbridled, hot and heavy and dark, in his voice and you don’t even jerk out of his touch. You’re completely relaxed in his presence as you look at your reflection in the mirror, so unlike a few minutes before when you’d been a ball of tension and you shake your head. His thumb gently digs into your skin and he can feel the pulsing heat of it. It’s fresh. Not even a day old, probably.
“No. I was walking and it was dark. Guy was coming out of a cab and didn’t see me standing there. Got whacked by the door,” you assure, pulling your arm out of his loose hold. Unbuttoning your pants, you continue to undress as he stands there, eyebrows knitting together. The air is wrought with an energy he’s unfamiliar with and he withdraws but your hand reaches for his wrist. Wide eyes dart to your face and he’s shocked by the surprisingly soft smile pulling at your lips. “Thank you.”
“Yeah, uh, sure. Hungry?”
You let go of his wrist and his skin is tingling. He rubs at it absently as you nod, your strange smile ever present. “Starving.”
“I’ll whip you something to eat.”
As he’s stirring Kraft Dinner around in a bowl, he listens to the shower run and thinks.
Or doesn’t think.
Time seems to pass in such a strange way. He’s cooking for you and you’re in his shower and nothing about this is normal or something he’s used to, but it’s not something he hates.
The shower turns off just as he’s sliding the mac into a bowl and he pours you a glass of water before finishing his own abandoned cup of orange juice.
Your footfalls are light and you smell like his shampoo as you sit down at his kitchen island, clad in the clothes he laid out for you.
“It’s just some Kraft I had lying around,” he says uneasily, pushing the bowl towards you but you take it anyway with a shrug and a easygoing smile. You look more awake after the shower and colour has worked its way back into your lips. There’s new life in your eyes as you eat and Bucky, satisfied, heads for the couch just to watch whatever’s on until you’re done.
Everything seems so strange, mundane, almost… domestic as you eat, scroll your phone, and he watches The Dark Knight just because it’s on. He watches the movie blindly, his mind still going a mile a minute and his body unintentionally becoming attune to yours in a way he only knows with when he’s fucking you.
But now, he knows how you move, knows when you’re putting your bowl in the sink and knows when you’re walking towards him by the way his heart starts beating just a millisecond quicker, the gentle give of his couch as you sit down beside him. Your eyes burn into his cheek and he glances at you out of the corner of your eye.
“Come here,” he allows, lifting his arm from the pillow and you scoot closer, pulling the pillow into your lap and hugging it tight. He rests his arm along the back of the couch. “You didn’t die of food poisoning. Pity.”
“You’d have to be truly something to fuck up Kraft Dinner, Barnes,” you reply dryly, smirking at him and he suppresses a snort as you tuck your knees up. “It was good. Although, I hope you’re not living off of that stuff.”
“I do take out every once in a while,” he says with a shrug and you roll your eyes.
“I’m a college student and I can cook better than you.”
“You’re one year younger than me. We’re not so different.”
“Whatever you say.”
Bucky can’t help the amused smile edging its way onto his face as you fall into silence, watching the movie, too. One thing Bucky’s always liked about you, even if he didn’t like anything else, is that you share a lot of the same interests as him. They had whole rants on how terrible some movies were, or the disappointment that was some TV finales. It always made pillow talk a fun time, if they ever made it to that stage. 
It was more often than not either of them would wake up before the other and just head out without a single word.
Bucky finds he likes your companionable silence more than he thought he would. Maybe he should’ve indulged pillowtalk a bit more. By the small, sated smile on your lips, he wonders if you’re thinking the same thing.
“You know,” you say after a while, “when I said at the beach house that you wanted me…” Your voice rouses Bucky from his trance of staring at the TV. The credits are rolling and he hadn’t even realized. So lost in his thoughts he was near the end, thinking about Rachel’s letter to Bruce and hyper aware of your every shift in your seat beside him, the movie seemed to pass by in a blink.
Something about the long lost melancholy of lost chances…
Bucky’s never been fucking sentimental, but even he can see the chance that Bruce Wayne really… really missed out on, and the blue-eyed man doesn’t want to be in that position ever. To do the right thing only to find out it’s too late. Because she died in the end, didn’t she? She died and he was alone even though he tried…
“What?”
“At the beach house,” you repeat. “When I basically told you that you wanted me…” you say with a roll of your eyes, “it was just teasing, foreplay.” Then, more seriously: “But I guess I was being like Two-Face. Double entendres, innuendos, all that.”
“You’re going to become a vengeful, homicidal DA?” he quips wryly and you huff in faux irritation, poking him lightly in the chest.
“No. God, use that brain inside that pretty little head of yours for once.”
“Aw, you called me pretty.”
“Barnes.”
“Fine. Continue.”
“Well, what I was saying… When I said you wanted me… God, this is stupid. Feel free to just punch me in the face after, but…”
“But?” Eyebrows knitting together, he looks at you and you pull the blanket up to your face, embarrassment telltale in the way you avert your eyes. He gently pushes the blanket down, muting the TV and waiting patiently. You look more alive that you did the first minute you walked into your apartment and you look like you want to bury yourself in the blankets but he’s not going anywhere and you stare at him, lips pressed into a flustered line. “I’m not going to punch you in the face. You can just tell me.”
“I guess… I just... I wanted to believe that you wanted me,” you state, shaking your head, “for me. Like some affirmation that there’s a possibility you could ever want me like that, and… I’m being dumb. I swear I’m not usually like this, all sentimental and shit, but it’s just I feel like shit and you don’t care about any of that and Brock… I broke up with him because I know he doesn’t love me even if he says he does and that I deserve better but I just… it gets to me, you know? It fucking gets to me when I’m all alone and now I am alone and if he didn’t put me first... maybe it’s because I’m not wanted.”
“Hey, princess,” he murmurs, reaching for your hands and you surrender to him easily as he cranes his head to keep your eye contact despite you ducking your head. “I don’t judge you for any of that shit and that’s wrong. He’s a fucking prick, and people want you here. Romanoff, Steve, Sam…” Me.
“I know. I know and I just… I’m scared because I have nowhere to go. And, you’re always honest with me, and just slap me in the face because… I can’t believe I’m asking you this what if… what if everyone’s gonna treat me like Brock did? What if no one will ever really want me?
There’s a beat.
Then, two.
He’s squeezing your hands so hard he’s surprised you haven’t drawn away but then he realizes your fingers are clutching onto him even tighter, his bones wincing as you crush his digits.
“It’s stupid. I’m stupid—”
“No, you’re not.” Bucky shakes his head and you—fourth year college student and someone he shouldn’t be attached to because you two are so different but he is because you two are so alike—are something else. No one has gotten under his skin like you have.
You’re not fucking stupid. Because I do want you. In a way. In more than one way. And you are irritating and burn so fucking bright and you’re fucking bold, but—
I want you.
He doesn’t say any of that.
And it’s complicated, but that’s how the universe fucking works.
“You’re free to stay here for however long you need to,” he tells you quietly, seriously. “I don’t care how long it is, and there are no catches. Just… just don’t give that fucker another chance, yeah? ‘Cause there’s always gonna be someone who wants you, kitten. Someone who’ll treat you right.”
You smile faintly, knees tucked to your chest and hair still a bit damp from your shower. You’re warm, soft, with no cigarette smoke clouding your silhouette and no glossy sheen of alcohol. You look like you in a way Bucky’s never known before.
He thinks this beats you in any kind of black dress.
“Okay,” you accept and you lean over first to kiss him. It’s a soft peck to the corner of his mouth, an innocent, flitting thing, but Bucky doesn’t mind. He eases against the couch and you lean against his chest, cuddling close against him. His arm falls around your shoulders, holding you tight to him and you melt against him just like he does around you.
For a moment, Bucky wonders how the fuck he got into this situation.
Then again, he’s not complaining.
The view is fucking stellar.
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sj-ficrecs · 3 years
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FIC REC SIX:
it’s been a min since I’ve done a new fic rec, so here we go. just a random collection of new stories (or new to me lol) that I’ve been enjoying! as usual, no specific order. 
This is purely a fic rec blog, always reblogging fics I enjoy. usually Bucky x reader, sometimes Steve x reader, Chris Beck x reader, etc. So check out more I’ve reblogged on this page. :) See my past fic recs below:
PREVIOUS FIC RECS HERE !
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Bucky x reader:
Reputation by @captainscanadian​ College!Bucky x Reader “There was a fine line between being study buddies and fuck buddies; a line that was never meant to be crossed until it was. All you wanted was to finish off your undergraduate degree, get a decent MCAT score and go off to medical school. But when NYU’s resident fuckboy offers to be your tutor, it seemed as though fate had a whole other plan for the two of you. His reputation precedes him, but you soon came to realize that there was more to Bucky Barnes than what meets the eye.”
107th by @baezen​ cop!Bucky x reader
“in which her hot cop neighbour asks for multiple favours and she can’t seem to say no to him”
Hearts in Secret by @jbbarnesandnoble​ King!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Reader “people always assume that princesses are free to do as they wish, to dress and act how they want to. In fact, it’s actually quiet the opposite.”
The Kid From Queens by @wkemeup​ Modern Army Vet!Bucky x reader (drabble from Sunrise) by @wkemeup​
“Bucky and Y/n take a trip to Queens in search of the boy Bucky saved on the day that changed his life“
Black Lace and Property Damage by @bitsandbobsandstuff​ Bucky x reader
“With your messy work hours, Bucky’s consistently inconsistent mission schedule, and those basic life tasks you’re both ignoring (when was the last time he actually bought a new toothbrush?), the simple act of just being together has been shunted to the side. Bucky’s officially starting to panic.“
Behind Enemy Lines by @writingcroissant​ 40s!Bucky x reader
“Bucky Barnes falls off a train right into the midst of a nation he swore to fight to his last breath. But instead of Hydra, he just so happens to be found by a young woman who risks her life in order to save his.“
Broken Crown by @lionoflannistarth​ Knight!Bucky x princess!reader
“James Buchanan Barnes is a knight who is in love with his childhood best friend, the royal princess. Both of them think, and for different reasons, that the princess’ betrothal is the worst thing that can happen. Until…“
Better by @captainscanadian​ Doctor!Bucky x doctor!reader
“Dr. James Barnes has it all: a loving family, caring best friends, and a successful career as one of the best heart surgeons in New York. He has everything he ever wanted his whole life… well, almost everything. One thing he never thought he could ever have was Y/N Y/L/N. She may have been a lot of things, but he loved her because she made him better.“
The Wilds by @moonstruckbucky​ Lumberjack!Bucky x reader
“After a bitter divorce, you seek solace in the wilds of Alaska. Unbeknownst to you, it’ll change you in ways you could have never imagined.”
This Town by @no-champagne-socialist​ Bucky x reader
“Y/N has been included as one of Earth’s Mightest Heroes for so long, that she considers each and every member of her team to be her family. So when the Avengers are torn apart from the inside, she takes the road less travelled to one of retirement. Y/N finds herself settling into a life of exclusion, but also one of safety and comfort, when an old friend comes knocking, asking for a favour.“
If I Could Fly by @ceeellewrites​ Actor!Bucky x Actress!Reader Social Media AU
“Bucky Barnes is an actor with a small (just a tiny) celebrity crush on Y/N L/N, one of the industry’s well-known actress. Well, it’s just a celebrity crush, what could go wrong?”
Long Way Home by @captainscanadian​ Doctor!Bucky x doctor!reader
“If the doctors don’t fix you, then I’ll become a doctor and I’ll fix you, Bambi.” While Bucky Barnes did not remember the promise he had made almost thirty years ago, he still kept it.“
Waves by @buckys-darling​ Prince!Bucky x Reader “Prince James Barnes of Montiero despises the spotlight and has been hidden from the public eye for years. You meet a stranger at the bar on your girls trip to a remote island. What’s the harm in a one night stand?”
Leather Jacket by @mymoonagedaydream​ Biker!Bucky x reader
“Your genius business idea seemed to have attracted the wrong sort of people to your brother’s bar- at first“
Rookie by @sebastiianstxn​ Detective!Bucky x cop!reader
“it’s the start of something new for detective Barnes and the rookie y/n but figuring out their relationship ends abruptly when reader gets unknown calls“
The Cat’s Meow by @moonbeambucky​ Bucky x reader
“On an effort to rescue a cat you didn’t expect to also rescue your love life.“
Know it All by @moonbeambucky​ College!Bucky x reader
“Your grades and patience are tested when you’re paired together for a class project with the one person you cannot stand, Bucky Barnes.”
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that-damn-girl · 3 years
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How to Appropriately Tag Fics
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I have seen some great works here not getting the attention they deserve and it’s truly heartbreaking! Part of the reason might be that the fandom they’ve written for isn’t that popular, and sorry to say but it can’t really be helped. However, even if they’ve written for a popular fandom, the writer might not have enough followers to gain enough views - but this case can definitely be helped!
The solution, you ask?
Use the tags appropriately and TAG THE HELL OUT OF YOUR FICS!!! Seriously, it isn’t costing you any money or space, so what’s the damn problem? The more the tags, the better are the chances of people finding your fics, even if they don’t follow you. It only benefits you and the reader looking for that specific trope/au/kink used in your fic.
P.S. tag ONLY according to the main character/pairing. Never tag side characters/pairings. Tag appropriately, not unnecessarily. (It’s really annoying to find a fic of your favourite character/pairing only to discover them mentioned in a sum total of five of lines). 
P.P.S please for the love of all that’s good use [keep reading] for longer fics! How to insert [Keep Reading] (through Chrome browser on laptop & mobile) (on mobile Tumblr app) 
P.P.P.S. (idk if there’s such a thing) observe what tags other blogs writing for the same fandom as you mostly use.
(If you use Tumblr through the app only, I think you might face a restriction of 25-30 tags per post. But even then, they are quite a lot. From my understanding, the chrome browser doesn’t put any such restriction)
How and what kind of tags must be used?
The ‘tag’ part of a fic must definitely include:
main character(s)
main pairing(s)
particular theme(s) (if any) - kink, au, trope…
trigger warning(s)
 My suggestions are listed below!
P.S. for dark!fics, please add dark! in front of every tag mentioned below. And please pay special attention to the ‘trigger warning(s)’ part mentioned below!
P.P.S. I’m not sure if keeping the first letter of each tag in capital affects anything or not, but I prefer not using it.
(I’m taking bucky barnes and reader as a pairing for examples)
main  characters(s)
bucky barnes
I would suggest tagging just the main character(s) first, since the post particularly features content related to them.
main pairing(s)
bucky barnes x reader
No matter whether your fic is romantic or platonic, ALWAYS use this tag. It is such a general tag which includes ALL kinds of relationships. 
To specify further as per your fic, I would recommend using these:
bucky barnes x platonic!reader bucky barnes x single!reader bucky barnes x girlfriend!reader bucky barnes x wife!reader bucky barnes x avenger!reader bucky barnes x civilian!reader bucky barnes x poc!reader - (person of colour) bucky barnes x sister!reader bucky barnes x daughter!reader bucky barnes x black!reader bucky barnes x desi!reader...and many more!
Extra: I’m not sure how effective this is, but just to be on the safe side I also use:
bucky barnes x you bucky barnes x y/n
smut/fluff/angst
bucky barnes smut bucky barnes fluff bucky barnes angst bucky barnes x reader smut bucky barnes x reader fluff bucky barnes x reader angst
These can be used as per your fic.
particular theme(s) (if any) - kink, au, trope…
There are honestly endless possibilities here. But I’m going to use as examples some of the most popular ones that I can think of.
bucky barnes x reader breeding kink bucky barnes x reader age gap bucky barnes x reader sex pollen bucky barnes x reader one bed bucky barnes x reader enemies to lovers bucky barnes x reader friends to lovers bucky barnes x reader strangers to lovers...
bucky barnes x little!reader daddy!bucky barnes x reader daddy!bucky barnes x little!reader
bucky barnes x sub!reader dom!bucky barnes x reader dom!bucky barnes x sub!reader  (The dom/sub dynamics can be reversed too. This is just according to my preference)
king!bucky barnes x reader bucky barnes x princess!reader bucky barnes x queen!reader king!bucky barnes x princess!reader (Same for knight, servant or any other post) bucky barnes x reader royal au bucky barnes x reader medieval au
mob!bucky barnes x reader bucky barnes x reader mob au
dad!bucky barnes x reader single dad!bucky barnes x reader bucky barnes x mom!reader bucky barnes x single mom!reader
alpha!bucky barnes x reader alpha!bucky barnes x omega!reader bucky barnes x reader abo au
bucky barnes x reader modern au bucky barnes x reader bakery au bucky barnes x reader coffee shop au...
And many more in this format! Again, seriously, tag the damn hell out of your fics without being shy!! It only benefits you and the reader looking for that specific trope/au/kink used in your fic.
drabble/oneshot/series…
I like to specify the kind of post my fic is.
bucky barnes x reader imagine bucky barnes x reader drabble bucky barnes x reader headcannon bucky barnes x reader oneshot bucky barnes x reader series
Extra: Also, just to be on the safe side again, I like to fanfic tags too:
bucky barnes fanfic bucky barnes fanfiction marvel fanfic marvel fanfiction
trigger warning(s)
These are so important to tag. They must obviously be written at the top of every fic, yes, but they must be tagged as well.
These warnings may not help in letting others find your fic, but for the well being of the readers and your followers, these must be used. People who have blacklisted these warnings, your fics tagged with these will not be visible to them. We need to accept that not everyone likes or is okay with everything.
(I’m not entirely sure which is the correct way, so I use tags both ways)
tw smut smut
tw angst angst
tw breeding kink breeding kink (or any other kink...)
tw knife play knife play
tw cheating cheating
tw violence violence 
tw gore gore...and other appropriate warnings.
This is important especially for dark!fics!!
tw noncon noncon (means non-consensual/rape)
tw dubcon dubcon (means dubious-consent; where consent for sexual activities is ambiguous or the character/reader is themselves confused about whether they want it or not)
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These are only my suggestions. But still please tag your fics appropriately. Hope this helps!
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holylulusworld · 3 years
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Marvel Fluff Bingo 2021
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A/N: Written for @marvelfluffbingo​​.
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What’s to come: (Please consider most of the stories are not available yet.)
Square 1: Pawn Sacrifice (Alpha!(Werewolf) Steve Rogers x Omega(fem) Reader x Alpha!(Werewolf) Bucky Barnes x Alpha!(Werewolf) Thor Odinson: hurt/comfort 
Square 2: The most beautiful girl... (Bucky Barnes x Plussized!Reader): Secret dating
Square 3: Black Smoke (King!Thor Odinson x Princess!Reader; Prince!Loki x Princess!Reader): royal au
Square 4: Dangerous dance (Mobster!Bucky x Shy!Reader): Mafia au
Square 5: Rivals in love (Loki Laufeyson x Criminal!Reader): Rival au
Square 6: God of thunder (Thor Odinson x fem!Reader): Soulmate au
Square 7: What happens in Quebec (Wolverine x Psychic!Reader): woke up married
Square 8: Leave the stage (Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader x Mobster!Steve Rogers): cuddling
Square 9: My boss and I (3) (CEO!Steve Rogers x Assistant!Reader): CEO AU
Square 10: The nameless Girl (Mobster!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader x Mobster!Bucky Barnes): poly fic
Square 11: Knight in shiny armor (Steve Rogers x fem!Reader) : Superhero au
Square 12: Hole in the bucket (Fratboy!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader): roomate au
Square 13: Jane Foster (Thor Odinson x fem!Reader): Free space - Thor Odinson
Square 14: Annoying Guy (Biker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader): Biker au
Square 15: Burned Muffins (TfatWS!Bucky x fem!Reader): neighbour au
Square 16: Too much (Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader): old flame au
Square 17: Doll (Mobster!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader x Mobster!Bucky Barnes): post break up
Square 18: Face in the crowd (Detective!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader): Detective AU
Square 18: Save with me (Steven Strange x Nurse!Reader): guardian angel au
Square 20: Once it was love (Mobster!Thor x Wife!Reader) Modern au
Square 21: Two Souls (Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!(fem)Reader; Alpha!WinterSoldier x  Omega!(fem)Reader): a/b/o
Square 22: Rebound (2) (Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader) best friends to lovers
Square 23: Before you (1) King(Alpha)!Steve Rogers x Maid(Omega)!Reader: Medieval au
Square 24: Coffee, milk, without sugar (Sam Wilson x Barista!Reader): coworker au
Square 25: Felicity - sequel to Solitude & Togetherness & Stronghold  & Christmastide (Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader): pregnancy
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navybrat817 · 1 year
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Cordially Invited: Part 2
Pairing: Modern Knight!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Female Reader AU Summary: You're a princess in love with your knight. Will the two of you get your happily ever after? Chapter Summary: You tell your parents that you plan to bring your knight as your plus one to Natasha's wedding. Word Count: Over 2k Warnings: Pining, flirting, slight feels (it's me okay), idiots in love, protective Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Bucky's POV after Part 1! Excited to share more of this world. ❤️ Beta read by the beautiful @whisperlullaby (thank you!), but any and all mistakes are my own. Bucky edit by Nix, divider by @firefly-graphics and moodboard and banner by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
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Bucky knew from a young age that he wanted to be a knight. It wasn’t just a position of bravery, but one of honor. His father reminded him of that many times throughout his life. Fighting alongside his friends, he served and protected the kingdom with everything he had. Even at the cost of losing his left arm.
It was his resilience that caught the King's attention.
"Will you serve and protect her Royal Highness of Brooklyn?"
"With my life, your majesty."
Everyone knew of the princess of Brooklyn. Beyond your beauty, you exude warmth and generosity to the masses. You preferred working with the people and charities over going to galas. Your charm and wit won everyone over.
Especially him.
He half expected you to throw a fit when your father assigned him to be your bodyguard. Not because you were spoiled, but because you didn't get to choose him yourself. Instead, you welcomed him with kindness.
And he quickly fell in love.
“Am I decent?” you asked once you came out of the bathroom, smiling over at where he stood in the corner.
Free of your robe, you wore a knee-length navy blue dress with a pair of heels to match. While you likely chose the outfit for modesty, it hugged the curves of your body and he longed to remove it so he could see the hidden treasure underneath. He had to clear his throat as his stare lingered a second too long.
The way it always did.
While knights today didn’t have to swear to chastity or celibacy, he wasn’t meant to lust after the one person he was sworn to protect.
I'm not meant to love you either, but how can I not?
"You look beautiful," he said truthfully. "You always do."
You looked down as you smoothed out the fabric with both hands. "You're just being nice," you teased.
"No, princess," he said, straightening up as he walked over to you in a few strides. He placed a finger under your chin when you didn't lift your head, making you look at him. "When I say you look beautiful, I mean it."
"Thank you, Bucky," you whispered.
The people of Brooklyn looked at you with adoration, but you looked at him like he hung the moon and the stars in the sky for you. Your smile was like giving him the sun. He wondered if you realized how many different smiles you wore for your family, friends, other royal members, and the public.
And the one you wore just for him.
But it doesn't mean you love me, does it? You simply trust me because I'm your knight and confidant.
"And you do not lower your eyes to anyone," he added before he could dwell on his thoughts, dropping his hand to his side.
"I thought that's what good girls did," you grinned as you spun away from him and glanced over your shoulder. "Or am I only supposed to be good for you?"
If I had my way, I'd show you just how good you can be for me.
"If I didn't know any better, princess," he said, moving in front of you before you could grab the door handle to open it. "I'd say you were teasing me."
"Maybe I am," your grin widened as you brushed your fingertips along his arm. The light touch had his blood rushing faster in his veins and he fought to keep from shoving you against the door and claiming you as his. "Maybe I'm preparing you for the wedding reception."
"You think I won't put you over my knee if you tease me?" he threatened, his darkened gaze dropping fast enough to see your chest rise when you inhaled. He was certain if he put his hand on your chest, he'd feel your heart race faster.
"You wouldn't, good sir," you said, lifting your head defiantly.
Fuck, how am I supposed to get through this when all I want to do is ruin and cherish you?
"Try me, princess," he whispered as he took one step closer.
He did his best not to stare too deeply into your eyes. It was bad enough how gone he was for you. He also didn't know if the glances, the teasing, any of it was because you cared about him or if you were merely comfortable with him. If you had any idea how he felt, you wouldn't toy with his feelings.
You weren't cruel.
"If you ever put me over your knee, it will only be done with my permission," you said after a moment, rushing out the door with a giggle as he went after you.
"It isn't proper for a princess to run," he called after you as you skidded to a stop along the marble floor and fixed your posture.
"And who's to say what's proper?" you asked as you began to gracefully walk. "Don't think I won't put a codfish on your head."
He hid his smile as he caught up in a few strides, taking his place beside you.
I wish I could take your hand in mine.
There were many who didn’t understand why Bucky would risk his life for someone else simply because of their bloodline or the name tied to them. If any of those people truly knew you, they’d beg to be where he stood. He almost suggested once that Steve should be your personal guard instead when he realized how deeply he cared for you, but he couldn't bear the thought of someone else taking his place. Any knight would watch over you, of course, but would they show you the same care that he did?
Would you trust them the way you trust him?
You stopped outside of your father's study and straightened your dress and exhaled slowly. He understood your nerves. When you had your heart set on something, you wanted it. He prayed they accepted that you wanted him to be your date.
The guard at the door opened it once you nodded. This was one room your parents didn't permit many to enter, outside of family, guards, and anyone cleaning. Your mother sat on one of the ornate sofas, finishing a cup of tea, while your father sat at his desk and looked over his paper. Like when they sat on their thrones, they displayed power and pride.
The only other person in the room was Erma, an older palace worker who had been there long before you were born. She loved you like a granddaughter. Bucky respected her for that and more.
"There you are. We were beginning to wonder if you snuck out for the day," your mother said as she set her cup down and stood to embrace you, giving Bucky a chance to take his place in front of the bookshelf after he bowed. "Would you like some tea?"
"No, thank you," you said, smiling over at Erma as she came over to clear the tea. "Good morning. How are you?"
"Very well, your highness. Sir James," Erma curtsied, even after you told her many times she didn't have to greet you so formally.
"My dear, would you stop looking at that and greet your daughter?" your mom asked.
"I'm seconds away from tearing this to shreds," your dad grumbled as he shoved the paper away. His eyes warmed as he glanced up to look at you. "I'm sorry."
"I didn't mean to disturb you," you said as your mother sat back down, gesturing for you to do the same. "I just wanted to finally tell you who I'm bringing as my plus one to the upcoming wedding. I think I kept you waiting long enough."
Bucky noticed that Erma slowed her cleaning, delaying it so she could listen. She kept the palace tidy and her team in line, but he knew she also observed her surroundings. He didn't fault her for that.
"That isn't a disturbance at all," your father smiled. "Who have you chosen?"
"Sir James," you smiled back.
No one said a word at your declaration. Erma carefully set the teapot on the tray and bowed her head. Your mom didn't look in Bucky's direction, but focused instead on your father.
"Dad? Did you hear me?" you asked.
The king's smile didn't disappear quickly. It faded slowly as he narrowed his eyes and turned his gaze to Bucky. He looked back at the man, not defiantly, but with confidence. The knight wasn't easy to intimidate, far from it, and he was larger than your father. But up against the will of a man with a precious daughter? Would he lose?
Worth losing my other arm if I have to fight.
"You're bringing your knight?" your dad asked, his voice calm as he looked at you. "Explain, please."
"What's there to explain?" you asked, keeping your hands folded on your lap. "My knight is best suited to escort me, especially since he'll be in close proximity to keep an eye on me."
Your mother nodded slowly. "That's true."
"And there's nothing that says I have to bring a prince," you continued. "I asked Sir James and he said 'yes'."
"Did he?" The king swung his gaze back to Bucky.
"He did, your majesty," he answered, even though he didn't direct the question at him.
"To be honest," your father began, sitting back in his chair as he considered his next words. "I thought you might accept the offer from Prince Nicholas. At least, I hoped you would."
Bucky clenched his teeth when your shoulders sagged, but stayed silent. If your dad wanted you to go with Nick, it meant that he wanted something from him. You were a princess, not a pawn.
Or maybe he thinks I'm not good enough to be on your arm.
"I don't want to go with Prince Nicholas," you told your parents, giving each of them a pleading look. "I'm choosing to bring Sir James. This is my choice. I don't need your permission."
Bucky almost went to your side when he caught the wobble in your voice. He wasn't worth getting upset over. He was proud, however, that you stood by your conviction.
And stood by him.
"It is her choice. We discussed that, my dear. You need to respect her decision," the queen said, holding up her hand before her husband could argue. If anyone knew how to put the king in his place, it was her. "I think Sir James is a fine choice. We'll arrange for our tailor to have a suit made."
You lit up like you were going to shout with joy before you cleared your throat and nodded. "Thank you, mom."
"Of course," she said, shifting so she could face Bucky. "You will keep her safe."
If it was possible, her gaze was more intimidating than the King's glare.
"My duty is to serve and protect the princess and you have my word that I will do so, your majesty."
He dared to look away from the queen and saw you smile at him.
I would do anything for you, my princess.
Bucky caught Erma slyly smiling as she excused herself from the room. Though she likely never heard him voice his feelings about you, as he was careful to only tell Steve in secret, she saw how he looked at you. She saw through him.
She also hadn't spoken to your parents about her suspicions, which meant she approved.
"Very good," the queen said, waving a hand toward the door. "Go. You have a busy day ahead of you."
You went to each of your parents and kissed their cheeks, quietly thanking them again. Your relief made Bucky relax. You may not need their permission to take him, but you didn't want to disappoint them.
"Sir James?" your dad spoke before either of you could exit the room. "Please know I meant no offense by my reaction. You're a good man and I know you'll take care of my daughter."
"Thank you, your majesty," Bucky said, bowing before you slipped your arm through his to pull him away.
Your dad might consider him a good man, but the look on his face said this discussion was far from over.
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widowsofchaos · 4 years
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Hey boo. I see your requests are open and I would love another medieval Bucky if you're vibing. Maybe something simple like Bucky cornering our reader in the corridor during a banquet and taking advantage of the distraction of the celebrations? Anyways, love you and your wonderful work.
❝ Forbidden Fruit
summary: as you mourn for the love of your life, unbeknownst to you, you catch the king’s eye.
pairings: dark king!Bucky x black!reader / former village witch!Wanda Maximoff x black!reader
Warnings: dub non-con, murder, choking, breeding .. ya know the whore vibes.
A/N: Requested by Roo, aka my wife — historical smut is our mutual kink. <3 another medieval Bucky?! Fuck yes. I’m drooling right now. And dark medieval Bucky?! A fucking wet dream. I hope you enjoy this, Roo. I wrote it with love. <3
p.s. I was listening to this medieval cover of Creep, and it just fit the mood for me. Medieval covers of modern songs is my JAM. P.s.s. I haven’t written in over two years so sorry if I’m rustyyyy <33
(Creep medieval cover)
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Grief is a strange state of mind. You are alone -- loneliness constricts your soul -- in this world -- a blight of death lingers upon your days.
The stench of a decaying heart oozes from your pores, zombified mulling has become your stature -- living has now become a chore you could no longer bear.
Attempts to find solace in your small garden, or seek tedious conversations with your close confidantes -- Natasha, and Sharon -- in search of comfort -- but it was fruitless. Your soulmate was gone, burned into crisp.
Her brown auburn hair frayed in flames, her blood-curdling screams deafened your ears -- you can still hear her cries at night.
Hog-tied, and bound for a false crime -- the cheers and chants of kill the witch, kill the witch, kill the witch ring like crackling metal cowbells battering your eardrums.
The ashes of a smolder cadaver salvaged into an urn, tucked under your arm, scurrying in the dead of the night to bury her.
Dug a hole deep enough of a familiar grave -- tears watered the disturbed soil, as dirt and grit littered nimble fingers gingerly laid the urn to rest upon the coffin.
Here lies the brave warrior, Pietro Maximoff, a Slovakian immigrant, who died in battle in honor of King Barnes, now reunited in the afterlife with his other-half -- Wanda.
A brother and sister now soaring high among the clouds, two pure souls now cradled in the hands of the almighty Lord -- the heavens have gained another angel.
Putrefying flesh forced to be paraded in stitched elegant cloth crafted by your hands, forced to attend a banquet -- not just a regular fest -- no -- the young princess of the royal Barnes family has been wedded off, Princess Rebecca of Brooklynite now bares the noble title, Queen Rumlow.
The palace erupted in splendor, overwhelming in joyous celebration. The wind band at full swing -- drunk royal allies merrily wailing, and dancing upon the banquet floor.
By default of your entrusted role of handmaiden, and personal dressmaker of the youthful highness -- you were expected to make an appearance.
The atmosphere was flooded by a mouth-watering aroma, platters of cooked meals -- pig head, wild game, smoked fish, roasted peacock, cut steamed vegetables, sweetened desserts, and dried fruit coated in dribbled honey.
The Great Hall is decorated in silk curtains draping on the high windows, never-ending refills of ale, lively minstrels, and troubadours of noble high-regards. King Barnes will go above and beyond of excellent splendor for his sister.
The royal family is seated at the stretched mahogany table at the center of the corridor: King Barnes, his mother Queen Barnes on his right, his sister on his left. Beyond seated next to the aging monarch was the curia regis, himself -- Steven Rogers.
Swathed combed blonde-hair, piercing blues, sharp mighty jaw, magenta and navy color patterns resemble him to be a pampered aristocrat, but he holds himself to be a knight -- ready for the fight of honor.
A bitter taste lingers in your mouth, as you witness Steve shamelessly flirt with Sharon. It hasn’t been nearly a year since his “betrowed” Dutchess Peggy Carter has passed, and now he mingles with her youngest niece.
You often ponder if he used Peggy’s status to gain more of popularity favor, and her wealth? He does prance in fancier clothing -- besides the ones Bucky spoils him with.
You never brought the conversation to Sharon, fearing to offend her, and provoke her mourning of her great aunt. But the tasteless courtship nerves you.
King Barnes cheekily pecks his sweet little sister on the cheek as she sits by his side with a pure grin clasping onto her new husband’s hand -- as you sulk in the farthest corner, distancing yourself from the lively crowds.
If it was left to your decision, you would be isolated in your chambers -- drowning in your tears, and mead. It’s been three full moons since the passing of your lover, and the wound of mourning is still fresh.
You stole a glance at Rebecca, envy’s hideous head rearing -- why couldn’t you be in love? Why has fate -- the heavens -- have forgotten you so? The creamy white fabric sewn, and gracefully stitched draped her magnificently, her natural beauty gleams.
Skin as fresh milk luster within opulent cloth, satin silk embroidered with lace under the cuff. A lace trimming that separates the top of the sleeve from the bottom cuff which is adorned with silver and pearl brooches — as if you captured the twinkling night stars, shooting moonbeams and soft haunting orbs sunlight to fabric.
A sense of pride hummed over you.
At last, you buried the jealousy deep in your shattered cavity, genuinely happy that at least love still prevails.
Mindlessly plucking ripped pieces of fessant off your plate, popping it into your mouth, as the heel of your other palm propped you up by your chin -- hazily staring at the drunken fools berating themselves.
Your other hand flickering with your long braids -- fingers twirling, the curled ends grazing against your chavile.
Your brown orbs scan the room, hazily observing the charade, till you reach back to a giggling Rebecca -- your breath hitched.
Cerulean pools pierce through you, sternly unwavering. Five seats away from you is his Majesty himself, Barnes. Gawking at you intensely, like a wolf sniffing out his prey.
Your eyes widened, frozen in your seat. He lifted his chin up, his hues looking you up and down -- as if he was inspecting you. It made your skin crawl, immediately pulling your gaze from his.
Luckily everyone was drunkenly distracted, unable to see the king making daggers at you -- through your peripheral vision, he’s still staring at you.
Drinking from his goblet, above the rim was his pools peering at you. He finally tore away from you, at the very moment his sister, Rebecca tugged on his arm; hugging him. He caressed her cheek tenderly.
You nervously stand up, your shaky hands rubbing against your gown, drying your clammy sweat into the fabric.
Dashing feet snuck you out of your seat, quiet footfalls snuffed by uproarious chatter, and music. In a flash, you bolted out of the grand hall, exiting through a barren entryway; heading straight for your chambers.
Entirely missing Barnes’ amused grin, and arched brow. - Silence. The corridors were deafening, the only cadence is your nimble feet clicking against the pavement.
Splotches of ignited dimmed carnelian glow against your flesh gleaming a haunting sepia. Fingertips grazing against the stone walls to maintain balance from your tipsy stupor.
Confusion over-rides in your mind, why did King Barnes stare at me? So … intensely? Never has the king been so vehement before -- especially with me. Of all maidens, his attention falls upon me. Why?
Unanswered questions swirl in your head like furious wasps, stinging nerves throb painfully, soothing your temples by your tips, glossy quartz blankly glimpt at the lit torches nailed to the wall -- there she is. A small dark figure dances in the flames, thriving limbs swirl around; she’s in pain.
If you could just grab her, and keep her -- maybe she can sleep on a flower-bed, your own Thumbelina. Your heart aches, desperate fingers slowly try to touch the fire, but blazing heat torment you.
At last, just like before -- you couldn’t save her from her fate. The smoky figure stills, it waves solemnly, and simmers in ashes.
“Do you often stare at fire, my lady?” A husky timbre pulled you out of your trance, flinching at the sudden intrusion. Hot tears slip down your cheeks, quickly wiping it away.
Through blurry vision, shrouded in darkness, is Barnes. “No, your Highness. My apologies, I’ll take my leave now.” Fidgety fingers, and averted eyes, you turn to move away but he caught your elbow.
“Do not apologize, I’m sorry if I offended you.” Barnes pulled your body closer to him, offering a small smile. Both gigantic paws grip your elbows, “No, your Highness. You haven’t offended me.” You meekly spoke, a timid smile, shallow breathing.
“Bucky.” You snapped your head upwards, “Beg your pardon?” You quizzically question him, “I bessek you to call me, Bucky.” You gasped at him, soft shake of the head in refusal. His voice was kind, but it came off as more of a demand.
“Your Hig--” He glared at you, cowering underneath his intense stare, “Bucky, that would be inappropriate of me. It’s not my place.” He shushed you, his knuckles nuzzling your cheek.
“Tis only fair, we’ve known each other for a few years.” The spot where his fingers touched heated, tingling. Traveling the terrain of your face, fingers find refuge in your hair, toying with the silk ribbons woven within the braiding, intently inspecting.
“Rebecca’s gown is magnificent. Your touch is impeccable.” Twirling curled ends pinched between his fingers tips.
“I thank you.” You awkwardly lower your eyes away from him, his finger lifting your chin, “You’ve been crying.” His brows furrow, inspecting your sheen eyes. “Why ales you?” His palm cups your face, lowering his face closer to you, low pants of fear, you tilted your head away from him, a cough to cover the awkwardness.
“Nothing, Bucky.” You finally free yourself from his grasp, the brisk air from the open windows cooling your skin.
Walking towards the stone window, staring at the village located in the distance -- a burnt wooden pillar stood mockingly in the village square. Your facial lines morphed in discomfort, sobs wrecked your chest.
Bucky’s warm palms contrasted your icy skin, twisting you around to face him, “Please do not cry, such a beauty shouldn’t be pained with sorrow.” Bucky’s nose flared, his eyebrows twisted sympathetically. Cupping your cheeks, his thumbs swiping away tears.
Bucky slipped into a trance of adoration. You weren’t like the other noble women who would bleed themselves to achieve pale skin.
He can inquire of a memory of his former flame, Dutchess Dorothy -- who he fondly donned Dot -- who would walk weakly due to losing some blood. When he asked her why would she harm herself, she would tenderly reply, “Beauty is pain, my King.”
But you didn’t have to reach extreme techniques. No, you were a specimen of worldly beauty. “Bucky?” you tried to coax him out of his trance; his dilated eyes, and curled smile sent a shiver down your spine. Your dainty palms hold onto his hands, weak tugs to free your face -- but it is fruitless.
“Your Highness, please release me.” Your timid voice broke his haze, he growled lowly, “I thought I told you to call me, Bucky?” A grin, all teeth.
“My apologies.” Your watery eyes instinctively travel to your right, eyeing the burnt log standing proudly beyond the distance, hiding among the wild trees of the royal acres -- you sniveled a bit. A snort stralted you.
“A fitting punishment for such sorcery.” Bucky sneered, a smug smile as he stared out in the distance. Your eyes snapped back at him. Your nose flared, rage, and grief murking deep in your gut, strangling your spirit.
“I disagree.” Stern, and hardened. “Disagree?” Bucky glared at you, “A witch was among my circle, and you disagree?” Bucky’s hands left your cheeks, gripping your shoulders harshly.
“She wasn’t a witch, but a healing doctor.” You winced, earning a hiss, “You’re hurting me.” You cried, as Bucky towered over you.
His snarling face hairs away from yours, “Hurting you? Not as much as you have hurt me over the few years.” He angrily pleaded, pushing you against a nearby stone wall, his weight pinning you.
“How have I hurt you?” Your confusion befuddles you. Limbs wiggling under his clutch, like a hungry wolf, Bucky’s nose nuzzling your scalp, inhaling his sweet aroma of rosewater, and a twinge of spikenard. He grunted from the deep inhale, you stiffened -- truly terrified.
“Two years of desiring you.” His nose trailing from your hair, to the terrain of your forehead to your nose, heavy breath against your cupid-bow.
“Watching you being tainted by that sinful wench.” His hushed roar makes you whine, shutting your eyes as hot tears trail down your cheeks.
Bucky’s lips hairs-away from yours, “I remember when I first met you, when you were engaged to that local blacksmith, I felt immense rage.” He mumbled against your mouth, “How can a peasant have your hand in promise?”
You trembled in his touch, “--but I broke it off with him--” Bucky cut you off, “Yes! To be with that foul woman!” He nibbled on your chin, “I later saw the signs. I watched you glance at her. Lovingly. Remember the walls see all.” Bucky exhaled as he hovered his mouth over yours, the tip of his tongue tantalizing outward.
“Sneaky fingers reaching for each other. I am your shadow. I see what you do, even when I wasn’t around -- I have even watched you slumber a few times, I touched myself as you slept.”
He inhaled once again deeply with gravel. “I loathed her whenever she slept by you.” You were taken-back at his confession, Bucky leaned into your ear, “I have even witnessed you touch yourself in the dead of the night; you coming undone is such a sight.”
His husky timbre sent shivers down your spine, “I had to be rid of her.” That was the hay that broke the camel back.
Impulsively you bite at his shoulder, your teeth sinking into his flesh, he groaned but not in pain. He growled, “That’s what I love about you, my dove. That fiery bite.” You unlatched your teeth, you squirmed beneath him; he tightened his grip on you.
“You killed her! Why?!” you cried, babbling at your words, “Why Bucky?” Clinging onto the fabric of his silk robe. Tears flood your cheeks, dripping down your chin, Bucky’s unrelenting hands cupped your face once again.
Menacing oceanic meets fearsome brown orbs, brows furrowed -- the glow of fire above ignites upon him, illuminating a crown of malice -- the face of the Devil himself.
“I had too, my dove. At first, I was just going to make her spend her days in the dungeon. But then, those -- love letters, promises of running away. It gave me more reason to discard her!” Bucky smashed his lips against yours, all teeth and tongue. Gripping your jaw tightly, forcing you to open wide for his intrusion.
“That whoring wench was going to take you from me!” Bucky’s tongue dove inside your mouth, you gurgled in disgust as his tongue toyed with yours.
“I will burn down the whole kingdom in search of you.” Bucky declared. A wicked kiss of sin. Furious fingers tug at the hem of your dress, nails scrap your flesh as Bucky rips your bodice at the seams; your chest, and belly now exposed to the elements.
Your breasts heave free, and he licks his lips like a rabid dog. “Beautiful.” He mutters as you stand frozen in fear as if roots from the soles of your feet grew within the flooring. Bucky’s hands find your breasts, rubs his thumbs over the nipples, mixing with the cool air bellowing from outside -- your nipples erect.
Your heartbeat thrumming rapidly in your chest, a harsh rhyme matching the muffled cadence from the grand hall. Nibbling your neck, tasting the salt of your skin. Sneaky hands rummage through layers of fabric of your dress; Bucky knelt a bit to bunch your dress upward.
“Please --” You begged, more fresh tears brimming your eyes. “Silence, my love.” Bucky shushed you tenderly. He yanks your hosens, tearing the linen to pieces, exposing your mound. His knuckles glide within your velvet folds, his fingers soaking in your juices. Popping his fingers in his mouth, moaning at yout taste.
“Delicious.” He grumbled. You gain some ounce of confidence, moving your feet to dash out of his grasp, but you fail. You stumble on your feet, as Bucky man-handles you against the wall.
“Stop it!” He barked. Twisting you in his arms, maneuvering you around as your cheek squash against the stone wall. Pinning you with his weight, his chest against your back; his hand wedges between the wall pavement and your stomach.
You try to scream, but he quickly slaps his palm against your lips.
“I shall give you my seed. Let it bloom inside your womb.” Bucky rubbing your exposed belly, his warm breath fanning in your ear, “You will give me an heir.” You whined against his thick fingers squishing your lips shut, hot tears squeeze out shut eyes.
“You should be so grateful.” He hissed, slightly shaking your head by his grip, “Many women have tried to bed me, to gain the gift of carrying my legacy. But they weren’t you -- it’s only been you.” Sloppy kiss on your cheek, a string saliva trailing from his lips. Tiny sobs pull out of you.
With the same palm that was touching your stomach now slithers its way to his undergarments, detaching his robe, so he can have more of a spacious reign. “I can’t wait to feel you, my love. Feel your wetness soak me.” He hissed.
Harshly arching your back towards him with the guide of his hand from your mouth traveling to your pelvis, separating your feet by his. Both his palms cup your ass cheeks, separating to reveal the valley of your gaping asshole to your slit.
Clutching his cock with his thick fingers, stroking it a bit as he hedged the swollen tip against your slick folds. Leaning against you, securing you, Bucky thrusts himself deep.
No hesitation nor preparation for you to adjust to his size. You shrill at his fullness -- thick with girth, and mighty long.
“What a sight you will be swollen with my child. Your breasts --” Quickly groping your tits, “Will carry the nectar of life. Not only will my child fest from you, but so will I.”
You babble incoherently as he plunges. Sobbing at the stretch, hissing as warm liquid slowly trickles down your thighs dripping on the cold floor.
He can’t stop -- but it’s too impulsive, too thrilling. Your face is forced to tilt, facing him, sticky kisses, and moans. Your folds were fluttering, red wine stains his tongue as it plays with yours, husky gruff grunts against your gaped mouth between his fingers.
Moist slick gushing a bit from your pussy, coating his balls that slap against your swollen clit, you involuntarily clench onto him.
“Peach-sweet.” Bucky drinks, slurps your spit. A surge of euphoria surges throughout your body, shame floods you as your subconscious tries to float away to a lighter space.
Limbs go lax as you await the inevitable. An empty stare into his blue daggers, as if he wasn’t even there. Your nails digging into the gravel, futile escape. A sharp thrust against your g-spot made you cry out, breaking the daze of compliance “Don’t. Never try to escape me. You will feel everything I give you.”
A creek of a door halts Bucky’s actions, you try to scream, but Bucky shoves his fingers between your lips. A familiar drunken cackle looms at the end of the hall, “Your Highness --” slurred, and taunting. “--Finally claiming your queen.” Bucky snorts, your eyes close in shame, your immodesty exposed to another gentleman -- but it wasn’t just any gentleman, it was Steve.
Bucky tugs your mouth by his fingers, moving your face to peer in the other direction. You screamed, despite it being muted by Bucky’s digits. Your teary eyes pleading with Steve, but he all but ignores you.
“You couldn’t wait till you got to your chambers.” Steve teased, a grin on his flushed face. A feminine chuckle approach behind Steve, a twirling stumbling body leans on his bicep, “Stevieee…” Appears is Sharon, her face is flushed pink.
“Oh --” She covers her mouth with her dainty fingers, “Well, what an interesting sight.” A knowing smirk on her face, she turns to Steve, “Darling, I feel like --” She stutters, “What’s that Greek chubby winged baby again?” Steve turns to her with an adoring smile.
“The one with the bow and arrow?” She wobbles a bit, fingers sloppily mimicking a shooting arrow; your brows dented in frustration, and confusion at her ignorance of your defilement.
“Cupid, love.” Steve steadies her, she squeals, “Cupid!” Sharon grabs both of Steve’s hands, pulling him along down the hall, she tsks at your fuming eyes. “Y/n, you should be glad. If I haven’t told Bucky about the letters, you would’ve left.”
Your eyes widened at her words, your own friend betrays you. “Alright, Sharon, time to leave the love-birds be. I must take you to my chambers.” Steve guides Sharon by the elbows, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
“Enjoy, punk.” A friendly jeer.
“As always, jerk.” Steve winks at you, as he pats Bucky on the back.
You dry-heave a bit, Bucky removes himself from your lips, shushing you, “Shh. Just enjoy it. Look at them.” Bucky points to the couple fading down the hall. “Steve did everything in his power to be with Sharon. You honestly believe he loved Peggy?”
Your shoulders firm, stiffening by the truth -- “A drop of Hemlock. A little favor from Dr. Banner. To everyone it was a weak-heart, to us” A flair of his wrist, “-- a mercy killing. She was old, and tiring.” Bucky gave you a small kiss on the cheek, stunned as you witness the confession of murder.
“Murderer.” You hiss. Bucky’s eyes hardened, “It’s not my only slaying.” He simpered, he snapped his hips against yours. You wail, bearing his teeth, “How you warm my cock. Soon my bed.”
Furious pasts, your body jolting against him, resuming his torment. As if your body wasn’t on display to his confidante, and your former friend.
A coil is slowly burning, and rolling inside the pit of your belly, no longer to hold back your cries. Teasing, stroking you to a dizzying climax.
Loose hands roaming your body, Bucky’s smug smile at your compliance, a delicious push. Heat blossoms in his eyes, “I love you.” It was breathy, and soft.
Erratic sloppy thrusts, your hips matching his -- reaching for that high, months of no touch. You should be repulsed by his, but just for this moment in time, you can pretend.
“I --” Pretend it's not his hands, a blurry vision of familiar brown locks, a strong Slovakian timbre of sweet whispers, “--I--”. Bucky urges you to say it, “Say it.”His voice hoarse, raw. Sweat beads at his brows.
You don’t hear him -- a kinder voice flows from him, morphing into the woman you mourn, and probably mourn for the rest of your life.
“Let go, moja láska.” Hot tears fall down your face, colliding down your chest. “I love you.” You shrill, you cum violently upon him, spraying the floor and his clothes, your thighs shaking and covered in slick. Bucky roars into his orgasm, painting your walls white.
Kisses on the nape of your neck, scarred, broken. “By fall, you will rule by me. Hopefully by then, you will be carrying my babe.” Bucky hummed, kissing you non-stop. But, you don’t hear him. You just keep hearing the ringing in your ears, the distant fog of Wanda’s voice fading into the darkness.
Gone.
Forever.
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Here's the first rec list of 2023!! Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.
Happy reading 🔥
Bucky Barnes ✨
Cordially invited by @navybrat817
Modern Knight!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Female Reader
Dress you up in my love by @jobean12-blog
Bucky x reader
Thin ice by @angrythingstarlight
Beefy Biker!Bucky x Reader
Adventures in babysitting by @navybrat817
Florist!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Relax by @kinanabinks
Nerd!Frat!Bucky x Reader
There's really a wolf by @flordeamatista
DBF!Mafia Bucky Barnes x Mafia!Princess Reader
Ravenous by @navybrat817
Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Good peach by @wndalovebot
bucky barnes x afab!reader
Picture perfect by @angrythingstarlight
Mafia!Bucky Barnes x reader
Peaches and cream by @angrythingstarlight
Baker!Bucky
Covet by @labella420
Dark!Mob! Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Vodka on the rocks by @kinanabinks
Bestfriend!Bucky f!reader
A little help by @mavsstar
DBF!Roomate!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Forever by @callingsergeantbarnes
Bucky Barnes x Female Reader 
Eddie Munson ✨
Chefs kiss by @jobean12-blog
Eddie Munson x reader
She drives me crazy by @jobean12-blog
Eddie Munson x reader
Made for lovin' you by @beefybuckrrito
Eddie Munson x fem!reader (any race)
One hot ticket by @jobean12-blog
Eddie Munson x reader
Steve Rogers ✨
Wicked games by @honeystevie
Steve Rogers x Asian!reader
Tonight by @springdandelixn
Husband!Steve x Fem!Reader
Run rabbit run / trapped in a tangled web / mistaken identity by @dreamlessinparis
Dark!Steve x F!Reader
Colin Shea ✨
Maybe in the meantime by @rebel-stardust
Colin Shea x female reader
Ari Levinson ✨
Good for you by @flordeamatista
DBF!Ari Levinson x Reader
Little fears by @onsunnyside
Biker!Ari Levinson x naive!reader (biker x baker au)
Solve the riddle by @geminixevans-stan
Retired Pornstar!Ari Levinson x Black!Reader
Our last summer by @summerofsnowflakes
DBF!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader
Steve Harrington ✨
Unearned confidence by @sharpsapphic666
Steve Harrington x reader
Lee Bodecker ✨
Pressure by @thornsnvultures
lee bodecker x plus size!fem!reader
Andy Barber ✨
Marked with my initial by @frostironfudge
Incubus!Andy Barber x Fem!Reader
Sam Wilson ✨
Love you in a thousand ways by @targaryenvampireslayer
Sam Wilson x female reader
Multiple characters ✨
Late night visitor by @dreamlessinparis
Mob!Destroyer!Chris x F!Reader x Mob!Bucky, Lee Bodecker x F!Reader (established couple, married)
The chase by @targaryenvampireslayer
Dark!alpha!Sam Wilson x female!omega reader x dark!alpha!Bucky Barnes
Three's a party by @traitorjoelite
stucky x reader
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the-omni-princess · 4 years
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The-omni-princess Bucky Barnes Masterlist
James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes
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Updated: 4/12/20
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Newest works on top * is smut (18+ only) and + is a fan favorite
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Winter Storm (OC Story, Demigod!AU) (Coming Eventually) *
Series Summary:
Yakovlevna Anastasia Volkov grew up in the better streets of Brooklyn, dancing along to her father’s music, knowing she was different. The Daughter of Aphrodite, with uncontrollable powers over ice, and a pension for trouble. When she meets a cute Brunett and his skinny blonde friend in 1935 outside her ballet studio, her life gets tossed into a series of fortunate events, until things take a dark turn in 1945.
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Blood Bound (Vampire!Bucky x Witch!Reader, Supernatural AU!)
(On Hiatus)*
Series Summary: Vampires and witches have been known enemies since the dark ages. Backstabbing, secrets, and magic turned supernatural brethren again each other. As a natural-born witch, you grew up on these stories, your own monsters under your bed. What happens when one of those sworn enemies claims that you are his blood mate, the vampire equivalent of a true mate? Will you give in to this man out of time? Or destroy him for the sake of your Coven?
*(Smut chapters are clearly marked)
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Tangled Up (College Social Media AU!) (Complete) +
Series Summary: You and Bucky show up to the same costume party accidentally wearing a couple’s costume. The problem? People think you came together.
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Frozen Heart  (Modern Royalty!AU) (Complete) *+
Series Summary: After the war against Hydra, King Bucky comes home to take what has been promised to him since he was young, you. But he is not the same person as the young boy that you grew up with. Can she break through his tough shell and bring back the young man she once fell in love with? Or will she be forced to marry the monster everyone thinks he’s become?
*(Smut Chapters are clearly marked)
Overall Word Count: 55.8K
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Something Wild Calls You Home (Fae King!Bucky x reader) 
Summary: For @buckysknifecollection ‘s #buckysknifecollectionchallenge and @brooklyn-boy ‘s #Floriographywritingchallenge
When you meet the Fae King he makes a deal with you as you uncover secrets of your childhood.
Based partially off of this song Something Wild by Lindsey Sterling
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Spiced Cinnamon (Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader) (Smutty but not full on smut)*+
Summary: For Asadmarveltrashbag ‘s #sarahs3kWC
Bucky accidentally triggers your heat
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Wait for Me (I’m coming) (Winter Soldier!Reader)
Summary: For sunmoonandbucky’s #5kconstellationswc
One last mission. One more death.
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Guarded Crown (Knight!Bucky x Princess!reader)
Summary: For bucky-smiles‘s Secret Santa 2019
Your knight tries to protect you
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Fleece Navidad (Doctor AU)
Summary: For mypassionsarenysins‘s 1k Writing Challenge, a Doctor!Latina!Reader x Biker!Bucky
Your residential frequent flyer has a good reason for wanting to stop by to see you – again.
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Beauty and the Beast (Soulmate!AU) (Sequel to Sleeping Beauty)
Summary: For bitchassbucky ‘s #abitchassholiday writing challenge
You wake up the day after drunkenly meeting your soulmate.
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Sleeping Beauty (Soulmate!AU) +
Summary: For @geosaurusrrex ‘s 2k milestone writing challenge
No one can wake up Bucky from Cryo… well, except theoretically his Soulmate.
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All Yours
Summary: For @writingsoftheloser ’s  1.5K Flowers Writing Challenge
It’s simple really. You have a secret, and there’s an infamous Stark party. What could go wrong?
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Burnt (Firefighter!AU) +
Summary: For @sunmoonandbucky‘s 1.5K writing challenge
Another late night at the firehouse is interrupted when dispatch calls out a very familiar address.
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My Sargent *
Summary: Bucky comes home after a mission with weeks of having no contact with you. (18+ Only)
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Electric Touch *
Summary: With everyone else in the compound gone on a mission, it’s up to you to help Bucky wake up from a nightmare. (18+ Only)
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Silver and Gold (Soulmate!AU) 
Summary: The first words spoken to you by your soulmate are written on your wrist. What happens when two super soldiers say the same thing at the same time?
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Inked Wrists (Soulmate!AU)
Summary: For @buckygrantbarnes ‘s writing challenge
In a world where the first words spoken to you by your soulmate are written on your wrist, what are you supposed to do when yours simply says “hey?”
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Ambushed
Summary:  For @buckygrantbarnes ‘s writing challenge
When a mission turns sour, you almost sacrifice your life to save Bucky. Both of you soon realize that you both might have feelings for each other.
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Toys and Flowers
Summary: For @sunmoonandbucky‘s 1.5K writing challenge
Insecurities and some badly written jokes can hurt, especially when they come from family. (Intrusive thoughts TW) (Angst with a fluffy ending)
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Hunted
Summary: For Selene’s 1K writing challenge
“I think I like you.” “Couldn’t you say this before you shot me?”
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Drabbles:
(that I remembered to add)
Small Reader w/Drunk Bucky
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Wakanda!Bucky/Reader w/Goats
 For notyetneedcoffee​ ‘s #NeedCoffees2k
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Accidental Morning Confessions
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Find me on Ao3!
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thefanficfaerie · 6 years
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Weekly Reading List 47
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Weekly Recommendations get posted every Saturday. All stories are character x reader unless otherwise stated. Graphic by the awesome @wonders-of-the-multiverse.
Tropes Soulmate AU Umbrella Luck by @peterr-parqerr
Daddy!Character Staying Quiet by @shitty-imagines-95 Stony x reader
A/B/O Dynamics Coming Home by @not-close-to-straight Polyvengers
Modern AU Boundaries Part 11 by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord Mafia Princess Part 5 by @4theluvofall All For Show 1  2  3 4 by @sincerelysaraahh Nailed It: Reluctant/Whiskey Chaser/Passive Aggressive by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan At the Cowboy’s Mercy by @captain-rogers-beard
Wonder Woman Steve Trevor
Game of Thrones Robb Stark
Jon Snow
Avengers Steve Rogers Waiting by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord Separation Anxiety by @imagine-assembling-the-avengers with Tony Stark Truth Be Told by @imagine-assembling-the-avengers Rise Up Part 6/Part 7 by @tilltheendwilliwrite The Stealth Suit by @tilltheendwilliwrite NSFW MIni-Me by @meganlpie That’s the Wrong Sister by @imagine-assembling-the-avengers Twister by @untimelyideasforstories My Darling by @mightyshieldevans
Tony Stark Knights and Bank Robbers by @thepokyone My Boys by @nataliehasanimagination
Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes Being Home by @shitty-imagines-95 Babydoll by Starsburst  A Night to Remember by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction Don’t Make Me Put You Over My Knee by @shitty-imagines-95 Every Rose Has Its Thorn Part 5 by @bucky-plums-barnes and @writemarvelousthings
Law and Order: SVU Rafael Barba Not Ever by @writefasttalkevenfaster So Much More by @writefasttalkevenfaster Congratulations Its A... by @mrsrafaelbarba Twenty-Five Acts by @fanoftheimagines
Star Trek Jim Kirk Riding Mirror!Kirk in the Captain’s Chair by @bookcaseninja Blue by @dirajunara
Leonard McCoy Old Habits by @outside-the-government Getting Past Precedent by @outside-the-government Truth be Told by @outside-the-government Leonard Coming Home After a Long Shift by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord Lazy Morning by @wickedsingularity The Best Medicine by @medicatemedrmccoy
McKirk Attention by @pinkamour1588 A Comedy of Errors Part 2 by @auduna-druitt
Jim Kirk x Reader X Leonard McCoy
NCIS Tony DiNozzo
Misc Fandoms I Love You More by @esparzart  Rafael Barba  Break Time by @locke-writes Eomer  Rangers and Riders by @meganlpie Eomer A Hard Lesson in Incrimination by @rauliskafan and @vintagemichelle91
Chris Evans Past, Present and Future by @our-daily-struggle Hiking and Hypocrisy Part 6 by @avaalons
tags: (strikethroughs I cant tag) @thelawschooldiva @outside-the-government @isaxhorror @rayleyanns  @sistasarah-sallysaidso @grumpykate @auduna-druitt @engineeringtrashcan @impalaanddemons @dirajunara @the-space-goddess-16 @catbutsfurrever @a-girl-who-loves-disney @pinkamour1588 @fangirlinglikeamentalpatient
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navybrat817 · 1 year
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Navy's January Fics
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Hi, lovelies! Here are my fics and imagines for January. Moodboard by yours truly, banner by @sgt-seabass , and divider by @firefly-graphics .
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1/4 - Adventures in Babysitting (Florist!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/6 - Ravenous (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/8 - Insatiable (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/12 - Preliminary (Sugar Daddy!Andy Barber x Reader)
1/15 - Greedy (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/18 - Shatter (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/18 - Cordially Invited: Part 2 (Modern Knight!Bucky Barnes x Princess!Reader)
1/22 - Worship (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/22 - Opacity (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/24 - Service With a Smile (Mechanic!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
1/25 - Looks Better on You (Lumberjack!Steve Rogers x Reader)
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Love and thanks for reading! 💙
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Hello, sweet Navy! 💙
I had a thought about our sweet knight!Bucky and his princess. What would she do if she caught him sneaking a pretty wild flower in her room, laying it on her pillow? Would she call him out or keep that sweet little moment to herself? 🥺
I love them!
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AHH! I love this so much. ❤️
For a man of Bucky's size, it's amazing how he can move around so quietly. It's one of the things that makes him such a great knight for you. Stealthy, quick, lethal, it's almost easy for him to eliminate anyone threatening you. That stealth also makes it easy for him to slip in and out of your room.
He waits until you're in the bathroom before he goes in, lightly moving across the room to place the flower on your pillow. His mother told him the best kind of flowers for loved ones were given just because. And that was just it. Today wasn't a special occasion or a holiday. He merely saw it and thought of you.
Vibrant and beautiful.
He smiles to himself before he feels someone watching him. Not just anyone. He knows the weight of that look. It's from his princess.
You don't speak when you step out of the bathroom and meet his gaze. Neither does he. You do, however, give him a kind smile. One that makes his heart beat faster in his chest.
Without breaking eye contact, he wordlessly bows before he leaves as swiftly as he entered. There's no need for him to make a big deal or spectacle over giving you something so simple. It's just a pretty flower.
Except it isn't. Not to you.
He somehow isn't surprised when he sees the similar wildflowers in a vase later at lunch, but he is touched. They had never been in the palace before today. His gaze remains on you as you select a flower and bring it close to inhale the sweet scent. He watches as you cut the stem with a knife and ignore a few looks since that wasn't exactly etiquette, which almost makes him smile.
You're as bold as the flower he gave you.
What he doesn't expect is for you to stand and go to him, so he holds his breath as you get close. A moment passes as you look into his eyes and tuck the flower into his left breast pocket. He swears he sees love in your stare. You turn and go back to your seat as he touches his pocket with care, as if you hadn't affected him in the slightest. He knows he'll have the flower pressed so he can keep it forever.
You plan to do the same with yours.
And maybe, just maybe, if he can one day marry you, those will be the same flowers at your wedding.
*****
Love and thanks! ❤️
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