Bucky x Reader-Beacon of Light

Summary: You and your boyfriend Bucky go back to Beacon Hills to visit your family. But, you have a deep secret you don’t want Bucky to find out about. Can you survive the days in Beacon Hills? And why was Bucky so insistent on coming to Beacon Hills and meeting your family in the first place

Warnings: very light smut, fluff

A/N: This is for @angryschnauzer and @feelmyroarrrr Fall For You Halloween writing challenge! Hope you enjoy! 

Words: 3.1K+

*not my gifs*

“Stop shaking your leg.” Bucky whispered in your ear. You immediately stopped and shot him a nervous smile. 

“Sorry.” You said, looking at the inflight magazine on your lap. 

“It’s okay. Don’t be nervous.” Bucky ran his thumb over your knee. 

“It’s just been a long time since I’ve seen them. I’m not nervous…I guess I don’t really know how to feel.” You revealed with a sigh, taking a long sip of the drink sitting in front of you. 

“Are you worried about how they’ll react to me?” Bucky asked, staring down at his metal hand. 

“Oh no,” You said, putting your hand on his forearm, “my Uncle Noah is just a traditional kind of guy. He’s the sheriff of the town, has a beer at night while he watches sports, you know…a pretty old fashioned American guy. But he’s a great judge of character. My cousin Stiles….he’s just not exactly what Uncle Noah expected when he thought about having a son. But he loves him nonetheless. And I think he’ll love you too.” You smiled at Bucky. 

“Tell me more about your cousin.”

“Well he’s a total nerd-”

“He must be since he’s related to you.” Bucky cut in, earning a slap on the arm. 

“He loves all things Star Wars, he’s skinny and lanky and kind of awkward.” You started laughing, thinking about Stiles. 

“He sounds like Peter Parker.” Bucky mumbled. You burst out into a fit of laughter. 

“Oh my God he’s exactly like Peter Parker.” You realized why you felt so comfortable and natural around the teenaged Avenger. 

“We are now making our descent into the Los Angeles International Airport. Please make sure that all tray tables and seat-backs are the upright position.” A flight attendant said over the intercom. You released a shaky breath and waited for the plane to land. You and Bucky made your way out of the gate, pulling your bags behind you and discussing the past missions. You were walking towards the gate where the cabs were when you saw them. 

Stiles Stilinski and the boy he was joined at the hip with, Scott McCall, were standing in the midst of the town car and limo drivers, holding a cardboard sign with your name scrawled messily in permanent marker. 

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Deception - Prologue

Summary: Officer James Barnes goes undercover to take down a prominent mob boss. One of the workers there is Y/N Y/L/N, a girl desperate to escape the illegal life she’s been trapped in.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,286

Warnings: Like, one swear word. Mentions of chronic illness, abuse. Deception taglist is now closed.

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Glasses were clinking. Laughter and hooting filled your ears. You watched, leaning against the counter and smirking as Jake proposed a toast. He smiled at you when everyone chugged their drinks, gesturing at you to come join him. You shook your head and smiled, gesturing back for him to carry on. You didn’t have to use words. Jake and you knew each other like the back of each other’s hands. You only needed to give him a look for him to know exactly how you felt.

“Y/L/N.” You heard your name, turning your head to the side as a man in a perfectly tailored black suit walked over to you. You stood up straighter.

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Falling Apart

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: When you have the feeling that your life is falling apart and you can’t do anything about it. Bucky is there to prove that everything isn’t so bad after all.

Words: 664

Originally posted by bucky-bucky-boo

Bucky woke up in the middle of the night reaching out for you he found your side of the bed empty. He waited for a while for you to come back maybe you went for water or something but when you didn’t return after some time he groggily got out of the bed and went searching for you. The sound from the kitchen caught his attention so he went there. He walked in kitchen yawning and sleepily rubbing his eyes adjusting to the light trying to focus his eyes on you.

“Babe, what are you doing?” He asked slowly walking closer to where you were standing in front of your laptop, dragging his feet against the hardwood floor. “Come back to bed.”

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Just What I Needed

Originally posted by explodingcrenelation

Requested by: Anon

Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1500+

Warnings: SMUT (18+ only), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), language,

Summary: You can’t stand Bucky Barnes, but what happens when you two are forced to go on a mission together?

A/N: Sorry for any grammar issues! I had no time to correct it! Hope you enjoy, gif isn’t mine!


You hated Monday mornings, especially when you knew you had a debriefing meeting that day. You wanted to just sleep in and ignore the world, but instead you had to get up and talk to people. You rolled out of bed and threw on some clothes before heading to the kitchen to start your day.

You honestly loved your life being an avenger. They had become your new family, and you loved all of them dearly. Well all except one. Bucky Barnes has been a thorn in your side since his first day here. You had greeted him with a smile when you met him and he simply grimaced. You were confused and asked him if he was alright but all he said back was, “Don’t pretend like you give a shit about me.” Leaving you and Steve standing there awkwardly.

To be honest that was the better part of your relationship. He constantly argued with you, and you never held back from a fight. You remember the first fight you two had. He had stolen your chair at movie night and when you asked him to move he pretended like he couldn’t hear you. In retaliation for his douchebaggery, you dumped the freshly made bowl of popcorn on his head and stormed out of the room. You could have sat somewhere else if he had been nice, but he was rude and you didn’t feel bad.

You couldn’t understand why he hated you but if he wanted to act like a child you weren’t going to hold back, and this morning was a good example. You were making eggs for breakfast, humming softly to yourself when he walked in. He rolled his eyes at you crossing his arms across his chest,

“You should really leave the singing to the professionals so some of us can have as pleasant morning.” You turned to him with an exasperated look on your face, “Bucky oh my gosh how inconsiderate of me, please your highness don’t kill me for my insolence!”

He rolled his eyes and sat at the counter picking up an apple and eating it. You turned back to your cooking grabbing the wireless speaker that sat on the window sill with a smirk on your face. You turned on the speaker turning it up to full volume before playing his least favorite genre of music. Today’s hits blasted through the kitchen and you danced and sang along as obnoxiously as you possibly could.

You weren’t really sure how it happened but soon the two of you were screaming at each other and throwing things at the other. The fighting only ceased when a very angry Tony cleared his throat, “My office, NOW!”

You and Bucky sat side by side refusing to look at the other, “This is your fault (y/n), if you didn’t act so fucking entitled we wouldn’t be here.” You decided it was in your best interest to just sit quietly and not retaliate. Tony walked in sitting down in front of you, eerily calm, “The two of you have been like this for too long. You both need to learn to work together, so, you two are going on a mission together. Pack your bags you’ll be debriefed on the quinjet.” Bucky stormed out of the room and you followed shortly behind him, neither saying a word. You packed what you needed and arrived at the quinjet when you were supposed to, wishing that the trip would be over as soon as physically possible.

You were told that the mission involved getting information from a man who was selling illegal weapons to HYDRA. This man happened to be the owner of vacation resort in the Barbados. Unfortunately for you in order to get the information you needed you both had to pretend to be honeymooners. You sat quietly across from Bucky dreading the fact that you had to pretend to be his wife. You could hardly stand to talk to the guy let alone have to share a bedroom with him.


About a week into the mission things were going about as good as they could. The two of you only talked when on the field and when you were alone Bucky slept on the couch and you on the bed. He kept to himself and you didn’t mind. But as per usual, the two of you couldn’t help but piss each other off.

You stormed into the hotel fury running through your veins. Your target had grown suspicious of the two of you since you both couldn’t stand the other. In order to try and convince him that you “loved” him you had kissed him. You ended up getting the information you needed for the rest of the team to come in on the date of the trade off, but that didn’t stop you from being angry about it.

And now that the two of you were alone he was pissed, “Why the fuck would you think it’s ok to just kiss me?!” He stormed in after you slamming the door, “I don’t know why you’re mad! I had to convince him that we actually loved each other!” You could physically see how angry he was an a piece of you was afraid, but to be honest you were really turned on.

You tried to walk away into the bathroom to let him cool down but he grabbed your arm pulling you to him, “Well maybe you had to convince him but I didn’t.” You looked at him confused, “What are you talking about?” He huffed and let go of your arm trying to walk away, you screamed after him, “Oh so you get to walk away but I don’t?! You can’t even man up and explain yourself so you leave!”

He turned around, “Do you know how badly I wanted you!” You froze, “You could never love someone as damaged and corrupted as me. The moment I laid my eyes on you I could see how good you were, how beautiful and kind you were. I can’t be the guy you deserve.”

You walked over to him cautiously, listening to him as you place a hand on his metal arm, he flinched and drew away from you his face dropping into a frown, “You deserve better than me, I push you away because you need someone good, that’s not me.” You felt your heart break at his words, fury taking over you, “You don’t get to decide what I want Bucky!” He looked up at you his eyes darkening, “then what do you want doll,” He wrapped a hand around your waist pulling you flush against his chest, “tell me.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, colliding his lips with yours. His hands gripped your ass firmly. You moaned against his lips needing more of him, he pulled away breathing heavily, “i’ve wanted this for awhile princess I need you to strip for me.” You nod and slowly remove your clothes for him.

He sat at the edge of the bed, watching every movement you made. You mesmerized him, he could feel his cock twitching in his pants as he watched you shimmy out of your panties. He pulled his shirt over his head as you knelt between his legs, “let me help you.” He licks his lips before standing up, pulling you with him, “no doll this is about you tonight, get on the bed. I want you on all fours.”

You do what he says, feeling your need for him drip down your thigh. You hear him fumble with his clothes before kneeling behind you. His fingers find your clit rubbing agonizingly slow circles, your head drops moaning loudly into the pillows. Bucky chuckles to himself, “Think you’re ready for me Doll?” You nod your head unable to form words.

He lined himself up with your entrance pushing into you slowly. He bucks his hips slowly listening to the needy moans escaping from you. He reaches around you rubbing your clit as he picks up speed. The feeling of being completely filled brings you closer to orgasm, “Bucky I need more.”

He doesn’t hold back, pushing his hips into yours, giving you every inch of him. He reached up removing his hand from your clit gripping your ponytail pulling only hard enough to cause you to arch your back. You tangled your hands in the sheets moaning loudly from his actions. you felt a familiar knot form in your stomach and soon your walls clenched around him. Your orgasm tore through you, your legs shaking as you came undone. Bucky wasn’t far behind you emptying himself inside you, riding out both of your highs with slow strokes.

You both collapsed down on the bed panting lightly. You looked over at Bucky with a light blush on your cheeks, “That was fun.” Bucky laughed lightly rolling on his side and pulling you close to his chest, “yes it was.” You nuzzled your face into his chest enjoying the feeling of being this close to him, “(y/n, I don’t want this to just end here” You nod feeling yourself fall asleep against him, “me either Bucky, you’re stuck with me now” he chuckles softly rubbing your back gently, “Who knew my worst enemy would become my girlfriend?”

Retro - B.B. (4/6)

Originally posted by darlingiamobsessed

Summary: Please, third times the charm, right? Because James Barnes is tired of failing at this thing called love. (Modern AU!Reader/Bucky Barnes).

Prompt:  “If you focus on what you left behind, you will never be able to see what lies ahead.”

A/N: This is for @buckyofthemyscira 5k challenge.

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Bucky Barnes x Reader
I was about to promise Steve I wouldn’t go to jail, at least I wouldn’t get caught for Sam’s murder the next time he pissed me off.  Until Bucky stepped into the kitchen, his shirt clinging to the muscles of his chest and stomach, sweat dripping down his neck.

Originally posted by fandoms-broke-my-life

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photograph » eight

summary: it took you and bucky for a while to realize you were keeping all the love in those little photographs.

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

warnings: fluff, like pure fluff

a/n: things are def going better and this is just a little part where you receive a cute scene ft. bucky and his son im sorry this part is a bit short, i didn’t want to make you guys wait anymore than you already did 

[this series is for @abovethesmokestacks ‘s challenge. my trope is friends-to-lovers.]

this part’s song: Coldplay - Yellow



He missed you, Bucky realized when you curled yourself into his arms.

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anonymous asked:

okay dude I have a request protective!Bucky. like, saves her from a mild threat, calms her down cause it triggered her ptsd sort of thing please

“I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry.” The words were a ramble coming from Bucky’s mouth by now. He had his arms wrapped tightly around you, completely engulfing you. You were still shaking, trying very hard to take deep breaths.

“I should have been here faster. I should have just met you somewhere else. I-” He paused, sensing it wasn’t a good time. You two were still standing in the dark alleyway where the almost assault had happened. Bucky slipped his arm under your legs, picking you up bridal style before he started walking swiftly away. You buried your face in his neck, still trying to regulate your breathing.

“That’s it, babe.” Bucky breathed out. “Listen to my heartbeat, okay? Do as I’m doing.”

He was sitting down now, your eyes still screwed shut as you struggled to breathe in step with him. Bucky’s arms never left you, grip iron tight around your frame.

About five minutes later, you finally opened your eyes, feeling your heart rate slow.

“I’m sorry.” Bucky whispered. The sheer regret in his tone made you shake your head.

“It’s not your fault.” You replied, voice still trembling slightly. “I’m okay now. I’m okay.”

“I love you so much. I promise, I’ll never let anything like that happen again.” His lips brushed your forehead as he spoke.

You nodded, smiling slightly. “I know you won’t.”

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Can you do a headcanon for Seb as a new dad? Like how he is during the birth, when it's time to leave the hospital and then the first weeks at home? Thank you!

Originally posted by lupitasandoval91

- Sebastian made sure to practice the hospital plan a hundred times. He had your hospital bag ready and all the essentials lined up.

- During the birth he was trying to help you breath and held your hand in his. “You’re so strong my love.” Even though secretly he wanted to pass out from nerves.

- He was prepared to take your little one home since he read up on all the parenting books he could get his hands on.

- Whenever the baby woke up crying he would be the first to jump to his feet to take care of your little one. “I got it Y/N,” he would plant a soft kiss to your forehead.

- You would walk into the nursery and find Sebastian cuddling up your newborn singing them sweet little songs. You would lean on the doorway and try to watch as long as you could before he would catch you watching and get embarrassed.

- He already has a photo of your baby in his wallet, showing it off to anyone he sees.

- “Look at what we made. Wow,” he stares down adoring the baby you both created. 

- When you both finally put the baby to sleep he would pull you in close to him at night. “Let’s make another one,” Sebastian would whisper against your neck before covering you in kisses.

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“You´ll have to teach me how to dance then, Sergeant Barnes.”

Pairing: Jealous!Bucky x Reader, Platonic! Steve x Reader 

Summary: Bucky gets jealous when he sees you and Steve playing Just Dance. (Fluff)

A/N: I know this isn’t the most original thing ever but I really just wanted something fluffy and wholesome. Also gotta love a jealous Bucky. And yes I am very well aware that this is unbearably cheesy but honestly I´m living for it.

Bucky didn’t know what it was about you that had him so perplexed. Although his life seemingly had calmed down after his recovery he could never quite figure his feelings out. Especially when it came to you.

It was saturday night and the whole team had decided to spend the evening together in the extravagant playroom Tony had created. The whole team, except for the newest member.

Bucky was sitting on the edge of his bed replaying Steves words in his head. It’ll be fun, Buck and you should get to know the others better. Y/N will be there too.

Y/N will be there too. It all came down to that. He had to seize every opportunity to see you, to spend time with you outside missions.

He brushed his hair and looked at himself in the mirror immediately doubting whether he should actually go or not. Dark circles under his eyes and his ragged hair made him self-conscious at the thought of you. Someone like you would never want someone like him, he was sure of it.

Now is a good a time as ever. He knew he would never muster up the courage to talk to you if he didn’t leave right now. Still he trimmed his beard and put on cologne first for good measure. He hated how this situation made him feel like a teenager again, but he knew you were worth it.

Walking down the stairs he could already hear the music echoing through the hallways. The double door to the outrageously excessive playroom was opened in he spotted you immediately dancing with Steve in front of a screen. Soon enough it dawned on him that the music came from the TV in front of you and the both of you were following two figures and danced along to the instructions. Bucky couldn’t really make much sense out of the game but you seemed happy. You and Steve were giggling and smiling especially because Steve messed up his part more than once while you were dancing like you were born to do it.

Steve actually said Fuck when he messed up once, earning a Language from everyone who had heard to which he simply rolled his eyes.

The thing that broke his heart was how much you and Steve looked like you belonged together. It didn’t look like you were merely friends but rather romantically involved as the dance and song were rather romantic as well, leaving no doubt to his assumption that you were certainly in love with his best friend.

As the song came to an end it grew quieter but he knew it wasn’t over as you and Steve seperated and you took a run-up so he could lift you up. You looked so happy.

Seeing you dance with Steve like that, the way you laughed, it was too much. Defeated he walked down the hall towards his room. Why did that hurt so much? Why did he care, he didn’t have any right to be jealous of Steve. He was his best friend, he deserved to be happy and if he was the one that made you happy he just had to learn to live with it.

What Bucky didn´t know was that you eventually grew tired of waiting for the right partner to dance and convinced Steve a while back to dance with you whenever you felt like it.

Just as Bucky punched in the code to his room he heard footsteps approach. If it wasn’t for the sweet perfume he knew all too well and your voice that called for his name, he wouldn’t even have turned around. Why was it so hard to look into your eyes now?

“Hey Buck, you okay there?”, you asked sounding genuinely worried, your eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah, I’m good, is everything okay?”, really Bucky that’s all you came up with? He already felt so stupid.

“Um, yes… I just wanted to see if you’d be joining us.”

“Did Steve send you?”, why are you being such a dick?, “I mean, it’s just, it’s usually just Steve.”, he added trying to overshaddow his previous bitterness.

“No, I just, I was hoping you’d come.”, you admitted and gave him a smile that both confused and excited him.

“Oh… Oh well, I just… I, uhm.”, Bucky said scratching the back of his neck.

“I saw you leaving.”, Oh no. “But I was hoping you’d dance with me, so.”, you added and looked at him expectantly.

“Yeah, well since you were with Steve I just figured…”, he didn’t really know where he was going with that and he could see that you didn’t know what he was saying either.


“So, I don’t know Y/N, I just didn’t feel like watching you dance with my best friend like that.”, Bucky snapped, immediately wishing he could pull back the words that just left his mouth. When he saw you looking obviously displeased he added; “Just forget about it. I’m sorry I have no right to be mad.”

“Wait. So… You’re… Are you in love with Steve?”, you asked raising your eyebrows as you were completely sure that was what Bucky meant.

“What? No! Y/ N that is really not at all what I was trying to say here.”, he said a little bit too loudly so it made you chuckle. He was struggling so hard that you just wanted to hug him so badly.

“Then what were you trying to say, Bucky? I really don’t get it.”

Exhaling sharply Bucky decided fuck it. He was really doing this, which would potentially ruin teamwork with you but he couldn’t care less.

“It’s not you that I’m jealous of. It’s Steve.”, he slowly explained, hoping you’d understand.

“Holy shit.”, Bucky likes you like that.

“Holy shit.”, he repeated mirthlessly.

“So, you like, like me, like me? Since when? Why?”, your eyes narrowed drastically when you questioned as to why someone like him would be interested in you.

“Why? How could I not, Y/N? I dunno it’s been going on for quite a while now.”, he sighed.

Both of you were silent for more or less of an eternity until you snorted, making Bucky look at you like you actually grew a dick on your forehead. An agonized smile on his face.

“Jesus. But, like, you’re soo out of my league I can’t even.”, you gestured awkwardly not really expressing anything at all.

“I look like a homeless person 99% of the time so I don’t really know what you mean. But I appreciate it I guess.”, he responded with a sudden change of spirit.

Chuckling you asked; “What about the 1%?”

“The 1% is when I shave my beard and comb my hair just talk to you. That’s how out of my league you are.”, he explained to you, which seemed so unreal to you.

“Uhm, so are you gonna dance with me or not, Mr. Fancypants?”, you challenged him.

“No, I saw you destroy Steve out there. I could never.”, he declared raising his hands in a capitulating manner.

“Oh don’t lie, I know the Stories. How James Barnes but woo women in the dance halls.”, you stated in your best British accent not really knowing why you did that, but you just went with it. Looking down his chest you felt jealousy creep up on you at the thought of the women that got to dance with him.

Smirking he took your hand and gave you a Leonardo DiCaprio in Titanic style kiss on your knuckles and took that hand to intertwine it with his. Your other hand he placed on his shoulder and subsequently wrapped his around your waist.

His voice was dangerously low and smooth as he spoke again. “Yes, but back then it was very different.”

“You’ll teach me how to dance then, Sergeant Barnes.”, your voice merely above a whisper you looked up to him innocently through your lashes, effortlessly and most efficiently breaking his heart for the second time that day.

Bucky easily lifted your feet from the ground instructing you to place them on his. In one swift and fluent motion he started swaying the both of you as if it was the only thing he had been doing for the past seven decades. He gave you such a dreamy look that you didn’t know if it was Bucky anymore, he looked like he didn’t have a single care in the world.

And for a moment you felt like you were a princess in a fairy tale. Like Bucky was the beast that looked rather intimidating on the outside while he was actually a charming prince on the inside. Your charming prince.

You thought nothing could have made this moment more perfect if it wasn’t for Bucky to start humming a song you knew too well:

When you press me to your heart

I’m in a world apart

A world where roses bloom

And that was how you recognized Bucky Barnes as the gentle giant he was.

anonymous asked:

Bucky would be so sweet and protective of you when yall date!!!!! Cuddly too!

Bucky knows he has a bad rep, so he’s already protective of you because he doesn’t want his bad name to effect you. But he’s also protective in the streets. When men are wolf whislting and checking you out, he’ll wrap his arm around your waist and kiss your temple. Or if you’re ordering something and the employee gives you a hard time and he senses you’re getting anxious he’ll intervene.

And at the end of every day, before youre allowed to shower or grab a bedtime snack, Bucky cuddles you. He wants you to unwind and relax before getting ready for bed. He’ll play with your hair and rub your back while you talk about your day and dreams and hopes and wishes and whatever comes to mind

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Peter: “Hey Mr. Barnes, can you start fires using the reflection of your metal arm??”

Bucky: “…”

Peter: “Mr. Wilson, can I try on your wings???”

Sam: “Do you ever not talk?”

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For blurb night...Bucky and reader playing pool, and Bucky being poor loser, and reader cheering him up

It was hilarious, how good Bucky was with guns and how amazing he was as a sniper, but absolutely sucked ass when it came to pocketing pool balls. You watched with amusement as he rested his head against the edge of the table after failing to score. He stepped back, glaring at you as you sauntered over to the table for your turn.

You, on the other hand, took your sweet time as you smirked, walking slowly around the table. Bucky rolled his eyes when you exaggerated your head tilt, pursing your lips to think. You didn’t really have to do that. You knew your next move. You just liked messing with him.

You scored three balls in rapid succession.

Bucky groaned and leaned against his cue stick by the third turn, making you finally break composure with a giggle.

“Is someone a sore loser?” You cooed, turning around the look at him, resting your hip against the edge of the table.

“No.” Bucky mumbled, glaring at the table.

You placed your stick on the table, walking over to Bucky to wrap your arms around his chest and looking up at him, chin against his chest.

“There’s just some things you can’t be good at.” You said, still grinning. “Doesn’t mean you’re not brilliant at a million others.”

Bucky huffed, but you felt the corner of his lips tug up.

“Yeah, I know.” He said, resigning to the fact that he wasn’t good at pool at all.

“Great. Now that that’s out of the way,” you winked up at him. “Can I get a victory kiss?”

Bucky laughed a bit, leaning down so your lips met, making you giggle and hum, kissing him back until your grins were large enough to make kissing impossible.

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UPDATED: 30/05/2018

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Summary: Sometimes, when Bucky has nightmares he comes to you. Sometimes, you trace ‘I love you’ into his skin when you’re comforting him. Sometimes, you forget that Bucky pays attention to everything.

A/N: Just a short drabble for @qweeenbey since she’s been really supportive.

Bucky came into your room like he always did: reluctantly.

You had assured him time and time again that it didn’t bother you that he needed your help sometimes. It was natural to want comfort after having a nightmare, more so in his case due to his PTSD. You understood why he slipped into your room for reassurance that he’s safe now, everything’s fine and he can afford to try and get some rest.

You know that Bucky knows that he’s welcome in your room but you also know that Bucky is still coping and adjusting, not only to being safe for the first time in years but also finally having the time to mourn outliving everyone he had known, with the exception of Steve.

Besides that, though, you know that Bucky probably doesn’t even think he’s worth interrupting your own sleep. He is worth it but telling him something doesn’t mean that he’s going to believe it.

Still, the fact that he actually does feel comfortable and confident enough to actually come and see you is more than enough for now. It’s a sign that he’s at least starting to do better.

“Bucky,” you say, smiling up at him after he clears his throat. “Come here,” you tell him, pushing your bedcovers back and patting the side of your bed reserved for Bucky. The two of you had an unspoken agreement about you taking the left side and Bucky taking the right.

It helped him fall back asleep easier. The right side of your bed was closest to your window and your door and you knew that Bucky needed to feel like there was always a way out, an escape route just in case something bad happened.

“Y/N, I’m sorry for interrupting your sleep again,” he tells you and you can hear how tired he is, his words coming out slow and jumbled together, separate words bleeding into each other to the point where it’s hard to differentiate one from the other.

“It’s fine, Bucky, you know that. Come here and lay down, alright?”

Bucky nods, walking over to you and out of the shadows. He’s mostly dressed, still wearing a shirt and a sweater with jogging pants. He’s only carrying one weapon this time, though, and you smile when you notice it.

He still needs to feel like he’s prepared to run but he’s getting better.

The bed dips a little with his weight and you shift yourself back into position after he gets comfortable. “Better,” you ask him.

“Yeah,” Bucky nods, the side of his face pressed against his pillow. “Thank you.”

“Of course,” you tell him. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Maybe in the morning.”

“Alright,” you say, turning over onto your side and holding yourself up with one of your arms.

You reach over with one of your hands and star rubbing Bucky’s shoulders. The touches are nothing more than a light caress, a reminder that the person next to him doesn’t mean him any harm and after a few minutes of that, you feel the tense muscles relax.

You don’t stop massaging his upper back and it isn’t long before Bucky’s breathing evens out, a sign that he’s asleep.

Smiling down at him, you rub his back just a little bit longer since you’re still not ready to try and fall back asleep. Once you feel your eyes start to droop you press a quick kiss to Bucky’s cheek, tracing 'I love you,’ into Bucky’s skin as you do so.

Almost immediately after you pull back and pull the covers back over you, Bucky mumbles a small 'you too’ and reaches over to pat your knee with his metal arm.

You try to hide your squeal in your hands but you’re almost certain that you weren’t able to entirely muffle the sound.


Bucky Barnes: One Shots


Day Off

Rose Part 1 // Part 2

Rain // Sun


The Date

Unlucky // Part 2

The Soldier // Podcasts // Examination 


Home // Better


The Florist  // The Beekeeper // The Pumpkin Carver


Night Out




The Hero’s Heart 


The File





Healing and Healed





Three Times

Bucky Barnes: Series 

Two Kingdoms Masterlist 

Blue Masterlist 

To Forget Masterlist 

Daffodils Masterlist 

B-a-b-y, Baby.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1,5k

Summary: In where Bucky finds himself entirely flustered when you call him a term of endearment he has never been called before. Based on B-A-B-Y by Carla Thomas.  

Warning(s): literally all the fluff, domestic!fluff, Bucky being a sweetheart!

A/N: I felt bad for not having uploaded in a few days, and that I wouldn’t be able to upload the next chapter of Most Wanted today, so I found this oneshot in my WIP’s and finished it for you guys! Hope you enjoy this fluffy piece! also, yes I know I always use gifs from this interview, but can you blame me?

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Originally posted by rogerss

There had been a time where opening the front door to your apartment meant being greeted by an almost perpetual silence.

It meant hearing the echo of the door shutting long after you had entered and settled into the living room after a day of work and stared at the television for hours.

But those days were long gone, and with each step you took, you picked up the pace to reach home faster. The inevitable smile crept to your lips, and you had to suppress a giggle as your thoughts circled to what would be waiting for you at home.

Or rather who would be waiting for you at home.

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relationship tutor masterlist

College AU. Bucky, a relationship novice, asks for your help in dating your friend. Unable to say no to him, you agree despite everyone and everything telling you not to.  (banner made by QUEEN @sighodinson)

“I want it to be slow, Y/N,” he explained, frowning a little. “Slow and meaningful. Build a foundation, get to know her, maybe let it grow into something serious.”

You had been watching the blue in his eyes from the moment he’d started speaking. There was a conviction in them that made the beating in your chest falter, you knew you could never say no to him. You had to stop yourself from grimacing. “Okay.”

italics denote deleted scene/drabble

Part 1: Organic Chemistry 

Part 1.5: drabble- bucky’s reasoning

Part 2: Advanced Equestrianism 

Part 3: Contemporary Sadism 

Part 4: Social Psychology 

Part 5: Introduction to Honesty 

Part 6: Remedial Date Design

Part 7: Critical Mural Analysis

Part 7.5: drabble- dinner date

Part 8: Twenty-First Century Romanticism 

Part 9: Intermediate Repression

Part 10: Basic Football Studies 

Part 11: Dead Sea Discourse 

Part 12: Cooperative Napping

Part 13: Competitive Confrontation 

Part 14: Communication Certification 

Part 15: Physical Cosmology

Epilogue: Post-Modern Fortress Architecture

completed: march 30, 2018

deleted scenes/drabbles updated: april 24, 2018

Day Off

Summary: Bucky really wants to take a nap with the reader, but she just wants to read.


Bucky is a giant dog that needs a lot of attention.

Pairing: Bucky X Reader 

Word Count: 2,169

A/N: Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think! I would love to hear from you guys! Also, if you’re interested, I’m willing to take requests (if you can’t tell I like to write fluff). I can’t promise I’ll do them as I reserve the right to say no, but the offer is out there. <3 

“Please,” he whines, standing in the doorway to the living room. Y/N doesn’t look up from her book, curled in on herself on the couch. “Please, doll?”

She heaves a deep sigh and looks up, no longer able to focus after ten minutes of Bucky’s begging. “I want to read, Buck. This is my day off too.” He lets out a whine and shifts from foot to foot. “Just go nap by yourself. I don’t know why you need me there.” She lifts her book again and does her best to ignore Bucky’s hurt expression.

It’s quiet for a few minutes and Y/N thinks Bucky might’ve finally left her alone when he flops down onto the couch next to her and buries his face into her hip, arms pushing around her waist to tug her a little closer. “Please?” comes his muffled plea into the soft material of her sweatpants. “I don’t sleep well without you, sweetheart. And all I wanna do is cuddle with my girl.”

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