Anon’s request: Heyyy
can u please do a Whiny!bucky barnes x reader were he’s just lazy the whole day
and just wants to cuddle with the reader specially on her Ass. Because she has
a really great ass and he just wants to lay his head their but the reader has
work…but bucky just keeps whining. Later on they cuddle
request! Yay!! Thank you for the request, I hope you like it! I wrote something
like that previously [here], but there was no ‘ass’ included and I love this idea so much! No problem doing it again.
A/N2: Requests are open. If you want to be tagged, tell me and I will arrenge it!
Bucky drags the last sillable of your name as he plops down on the couch beside
you. You have your laptop open and propped up by the arm of the couch, your fingers
fly around the keyboard, filling a work’s report.
you attention. “With what?” Bucky needed help, your report could wait.
out with both arms, making grabby movements, a pout on his face, doe eyes and
lower lip out (a toddler’s expression, but he could it off amazingly good).
cuddle after I finish this, okay?”
leaned into you, ruffling his nose on your neck.
Yes, he whined. Bucky Barnes whined.
why don’t you go hit the gym until I finish my report?” you asked, stroking his
hair with your hand. His head leaned into your touch, closing his eyes. He turned
to kiss your palm.
wanna,” he mumbled into your hand. “I’m tired. Please, cuddle with me, doll.”
seriously had to finish your report, like immediately.
lay down with you,” he perked up and that, his eyes shining from excitement - if
he had a tail, it would be flipping fast - “But I’ll still have to bring the
computer and finish this.”
laid flat on his back on the huge couch and you on top of him, chests together.
arms outstretched to reach your computer behind his head, on the cushion so you
could still type.
crept to your sides, running up and down in a soothing manner. He soon went to
do the same across your back and sides.
hands simply settled on your ass.
course he would reply with a smug smile and closed eyes, completely delighted
with the situation.
“Oh my God, okay, then.”
to typing away. It wouldn’t be long now.
your ass, “You got a great ass, doll, did ya’ know?”
at him, “You tell me every day,” you pecked his lips and he smiled lovingly, “How
can I not know that?”
wanted to make sure.”
your jaw, travelling down to your neck and to the other side and back to the
you whispered and he hummed for you to proceed, the noise sending shivers up
your spine, “Let me finish and we’ll cuddle. I’m almost done.”
didn’t move his lips from your neck nor his hands from your ass, which squeezed
from time to time.
last paragraph had to be the longest, after all. Fury was burning in your mind,
this was a really long report with very little time for you to write it. And you
wanted to cuddle with your whining I-could-kill-any-person-in-this-planet-including-Natasha-but-I-just-wanna-cuddle
“There,” you beamed, “Final dot.”
you lay on your stomach again, but this time on the bed. Little difference: he
wasn’t under you. No, he was perpendicular to you, his head on your hard yet soft ass, his arms massaging
your lower back. He had fetched food and drinks for you as you picked the movie
that rolled on the big screen.
Bucky was the best.
he called, quietly.
Buck?” you answered with a calming tone.
you too, Bucky.”
“Having something you can’t bear to lose is fucking scary. And I
You slid down on the bed and lined your face with his. “You won’t
lose me. I promise.”
He looked into your eyes, searching. You held his gaze lovingly.
Apparently he found what he was looking for.
Tenderly, he held your face and kissed you. There was no hurry,
no fear; just love and care.
When he pulled away, he asked, “Can we cuddle again?”
“Please,” his puppy dog eyes were irresistible. Once settled on
your ass again, you heard him mumbling, “Why the hell I’ve never thought of
B - Biggest Fear: welp, so many. Failure probably, like trying so hard at something and still coming up with nothing. It messes me up. Also, being useless/unneeded I guess. Oh and spiders, those little frickers need to stay back. I’ll respect your creepy space if you respect mine thanks.
C - Current time: 7:50
D - Drink you last had: Water
E - Everyday starts with: Me frantically trying to turn off my alarm before falling back into bed,telling myself I can sleep for 5 more minutes
F - Favorite Song: I’ve been listening to Ainsi Bas La Vida by Indila for hours so I guess that for now
G - Ghosts, are they real?: hmm I suppose, but not the stereotypical kind we see in movies
H - Hometown: *******
I - In love with: lots of stuff; people, art, songs, stories, places..
J - Jealous of: people who can just do stuff without overthinking. They just frickin do it without obsessing over all the what if’s or the possibilities that it could go horribly wrong. I wanna be like that and kick hesitation in the face. Also those who can art in less then a couple of hours..just HOW
K - Killed Someone: nope
L - Last time you cried: Last week I think, I was reading or watching something that was sad and it just happened.
M - Middle Name:*****
N - Number of Siblings: 2 younger siblings, brother and sister
O - One Wish: I’d wish for more wishes
P - Person you last called/text: My Mum
Q - Question you’re always asked: “Are you [insert random ethnicity here]?”. I’ve gotten so many..so many
R - Reason to smile: currently, a random vine completion video
S - Song You Last sang: I don’t really sing, but I think the last time was when I was waking up my little sister singing yelling “Morning Report” from lion king as I dragged her out of bed.
T - Time you woke up: 7:30
U - Underwear color: the colour of nope
V - Vacation Destination: so many places. I wanna revisit Cali again, London would be cool to, Paris, would love to visit Dubai and India to see friends, and Egypt cuz the last time I went I got super sick, so that ruined the trip
W - Worst Habit: biting my nails and sticking out my tongue when I’m concentrating.
@bodirooks and I had thoughts about Obi’s culinary prowess, and listen. Obi
Wan’s cooking is. a Mess.
Ahsoka, Obi Wan and Anakin on
long af missions, separated from the clones for days on end. And Obi Wan tries
so hard because he’s Space Dad, but he can’t cook. Like. at all. Ahsoka and
Anakin don’t want to tell him he sucks but. He set the rice on fire
He can barely do the space
version of instant meals ok he burns that shit too. space ramen. FLAMES.
(Mustafar just looks like any kitchen Obi has stepped foot in)
He’s so hopeful about it too
every time. And Anakin is weak okay, so he just. tries SO HARD not to hurt Obi
Wan’s feelings!! Even tho “you can tell me, Ahhnakin, it’s alright”
Meanwhile Ahsoka is seen visibly
giving her portion to the nearest animal. It won’t eat it. Anakin just fucking.
tries to eat more so Obi Wan doesn’t focus on Ahsoka. And Obi just can’t figure
out why Anakin is so sick the next morning?? Ahsoka pats his back afterwards as
he tries not to be sick in front of Obi
Obi can’t even tell his own
cooking is bad, bc he’s so used to it. The three of them end up making friends
with this ship of space pirates Hondo is borrowing for a while, who are all
Rough and Tough but get along with Obi and co in the end. They stay for a day
after things are over, and Obi Wan decides to make them food, and. Anakin tries
SO HARD to dissuade Obi from showing his gratitude this way
The space pirates are like THE
FUCK is THIS. they refuse. REFUSE to eat it. And this is after half the pirates
are in love with him. They still can’t do it. They end up eating food
the pirates cooked that night. Obi is…Mortified.
The pirates are even MORE
mortified that this perfect floppy haired creature is so horribly bad at
cooking. They give him a month’s worth of provisions, free of charge, bc
they’re highkey worried about Obi surviving, and don’t want their favorite jedi
Obi Wan pulled this shit with Qui
Gon too!! Qui Gon lit just. never ate what Obi made. He never once told Obi,
just made grand elaborate excuses, and Obi never found out.
It’s like a jedi meme, literally
everyone besides Obi Wan knows about Obi Wan Kenobi’s terrible cooking. and any
time someone messed up even a little bit, it’s immediately ‘YOU PULLED A
KENOBI’ (Obi hears the phrase once and Doesn’t Get It. he lowkey thinks it’s
There’s a picture everyone has of
the Mustafar-esque state of the kitchen after Obi was done with dinner once.
the Ultimate Space Meme
Even the bb younglings Know!!
It’s always “No thank you Master Kenobi, we already ate.” “But it’s five in the
morning” “We woke up early, Master Kenobi :)” Some tiny four year old is like
“It’s okay Master Kenobi, I can’t boil water either” bc Obi did, on one
memorable occasion, set water on fire. No one yet understands how, but no one
He isn’t even allowed to make tea
usually. Not for others, at least; he’s happy drinking his own swill.
But things work out bc Anakin
makes backup meals. He’s actually highkey a fantastic cook?? He learned on
Tatooine to do it when his mom was too busy, and they didn’t have a Lot there
so he learned to make delicious things from v little, so when he has a wealth
of ingredients he makes magic happen
Obi Wan offers to help Anakin out
bc he’s Polite, and Anakin highkey panics. “N-no master that’s okay you take
“But Ahsoka is doing that” “Uhh
the clones need to hear the Plan for the seige”
“Ahhh-nakin you told them the
plan yesterday. Also we never follow the plan” Anakin’s just like. sweating.
The ‘ahh’ in Ahhnakin gets longer the more Anakin deflects.
Finally one day Ahsoka sits him
down. “Master Kenobi….your cooking is the Worst” and he’s like WHAT NO!! She
points to the sick bantha nearby “I fed him dinner last night.” And Obi’s just.
floored. He had No Idea. “He’s been looking down for ages, dear, surely it was
“Master, he’s been eating your
dinner for ages. I feed him dinner every night.”
Anakin’s just like Ahsoka what
have YOU been eating!! “……..his feed.” Anakin’s been desperately trying to
cut her off since she first started talking, and now he’s still insisting Obi’s
food is great, Ahsoka just has a
Obi Wan Confronts the other jedi
about it and Yoda refuses to answer him. “Rest, I need. Hmm. Yes.” Mace just. “Kenobi,
your cooking is terrible. You almost killed Master Fisto last year.”
The day he finds out tho. He’s so
Upset. He’s never going to admit it, but he definitely sulked. A real pout and
everything. A lot of people Swooned tbh but they were also v relieved. Until he
decided all he needed to do to fix it was practice more.
Original request from my babe @gcneral-organa -
Hi I’m so sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if I could request a fic? Pietro Maximoff taking care of sick insecure reader? And it’s a little personal but by sick I was hoping you could do like serious-illness-handicapped-chronic-pain-and-not-going-away-anytime soon? If you’re not comfortable with this that’s perfectly okay, I know it’s a weird topic. Pretty please could it end fluffy though? Also could I be put on your tag list if it’s not too much trouble? I love your writing!
A/N: YEs okay, it’s ur friendly neighborhood fic writer coming at you from “It’s Nearly 3am and I Should Be In Bed But I Aint” and ur watching me slowly crumble into the abyss. No, jk. I finally got that last jolt of inspiration I needed to finish this, I’m really sorry about how long it took me to finish. (I honestly wish it were longer but oh well) Thank you so much for the information about chronic pain, I hope you like it!!(Not the pain, the fic, sorry, I’m not always good at words)
Word Count: 926
Pietro’s voice floats through the hallway and seems to echo in my head, adding to the headache growing behind my eyes. I couldn’t bring myself to get up this morning and missed training. Steve or Nat probably sent him to look for me.
“(Y/N), where are you?”
I lay in bed, debating whether or not I should call out and let him know where I am. Just when I decide to let him know, his head appears in my doorway, his expression curious.
“Hey,” He says pushing his way into the room. “Are you okay?” I shake my head, frowning at the twinge of pain the movement produces. “Where does it hurt?”
“Just… everywhere? I don’t know exactly how to explain it.”
“Can you move?”
I shake my head. “I don’t think so, no.”
“Would it be alright if I helped you sit up?” I nod and he slowly. He hooks his hands under my arms and gently pulls me up so that I’m sitting up against the headboard of my bed.
“Thank you,” I try to smile at him, but it turns into something closer to a grimace. “What made you come track me down?”
“You never showed up to training today. No one seemed all that concerned, but I was worried, so I figured that I would check up on you to see if you were alright.”
“Thank you, Pietro.”
“It’s no problem, really.” He shakes his head and scratches at the back of his neck. “Is there anything I could do to help?”
“I’m not sure,” I restrain myself from shrugging to avoid further pain. “Could I persuade you to get me some advil?”
“Of course, (Y/N).” He says, his voice gentle. “Is there anything else that might help?”
“Maybe a hot water bottle or one of those fabric rice packs that Steve keeps around? You know, the ones you stick in the microwave for a bit? They always seem to hold heat longer than the water bottles.”
Pietro nods. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
I watch as he sprints from the room, leaving some of the papers on the corkboard on my wall swaying in the breeze.
As soon as he’s gone, he’s back again, holding a glass of water in one hand and a couple of gel capsules in the other. He helps me sit up enough to take the pain medication and sits on the bed next to me, gently running his hands through my hair.
“The rice pack is in the microwave and I’ll put the water bottle in as soon as it’s done.”
“Thank you, Pietro.” I smile at him genuinely. “You didn’t have to do all this for me.”
“And yet, here I am, the kindest man in the building, taking care of you when you need it.” He jokingly flips his hair out of his face, earning a quiet laugh from me. He turns his soft smile on me, his eyes twinkling and crinkling at the corners. “There is no need to thank me, (Y/N). You needed help and I’m just doing what’s right.”
“It doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that we’re dating?” I ask, lifting an eyebrow questioningly.
He gasps dramatically, one hand lifted to his chest.
“The very thought that I would ever take care of you just because I feel that there is a romantic obligation is ridiculous.”
I roll my eyes, a smile sneaking onto my face. “Okay, you’ve made your point.”
“Good,” he kisses my forehead before brushing away a few stray strands of hair. “You’re not a burden, (Y/N). You have a chronic illness. You can’t control it and you deserve to have someone taking care of you.” He tilts his head to the side, hearing something that my own ears can’t pick up on. “That should be the rice pack. I’ll be back in a moment.”
He speeds off again and is back within seconds holding the pack of rice all wrapped up in a dish towel.
“Where do you want me to place it?”
“I… My back actually hurts a lot. Would you mind sitting behind me to keep it in place?”
Once again his expression softens and he nods.
He carefully shifts my body so he can sit behind me on my bed. With my body positioned between his legs, he places the rice pack on his chest and helps me lay back on him so that my spine aligns with the pack. He then reaches around me and pulls up the blankets to cover the two of us.
“Is this alright?”
I nod. “This is perfect, thank you.”
“It’s not a problem, printsessa.” He says quietly and presses a soft kiss into my hair.
“Still,” I let my head fall back so that my forehead is pressed to the side of his neck. “I appreciate it a lot.”
“I’m glad that I could be a help to you.” He rests his cheek against the top of my head and I feel him smile. “It’s not often something that I have the opportunity to do.”
I feel my eyelids growing heavy, which is a relief considering the pain still has yet to subside at all. “You like me in the role of damsel in distress do you?”
“Not all the time, but occasionally, yes.”
“Well then I’m glad I have you around,” I smile at the image of Pietro sat on a horse in a full suit of armor. “My knight in shining armor.”
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A - Age: 17 B - Birthplace: Brazil C - Current time: 21:47 / 9:47pm D - Drink you last had: strawberry milkshake E - Easiest person to talk to: some friends F - Favorite song: It’s Alright - Black Sabbath G - Grossest memory: i tend to forget those kind of memories H - Horror,yes or no?: NO I - In love?: with james hetfiled and nick menza No J - Jealous of people?: nah K - Killed someone: no L - Love at first sight or walk past again?: Walk past M - Middle name: Almeida N - Number of siblings: 1 O - One wish: live a happy life P - Person i last called: my mother Q - Questions you are always asked: How are you? R - Reason to smile: rock bands S - Song you last sang : Before You Accuse Me - Eric Clapton T - Time you woke up: 6:40 am U - Underwear color: V - Vacation: i want to go to Los Angeles X - X-rays: lungs Y - Your favorite food: rice Z - Zodiac sign: leo
A/ age: 16 turning 17 on the 27th this month hohoho B/ biggest fear: needles, the dark, isolation C/ current time: 12:59 am lmao why am I awake? D/ drink you had last: a cup of tea E/ everyday starts with: well obviously waking upbut nah seriously just checking my phone and tumblr F/ favourite song: i need u, save me and spring day by bts do you see a theme here? G/ ghosts are real?: YES FITE ME LAURA H/ hometown: Melbourne Australia I/ in love with: jimin, jin and wonho J/ jealous of: I dont get jealous but maybe people that are around idols K/ killed someone: anyone that annoys my friends L/ last time you cried: like 15 minutes ago? its that time of the month yall O/ one wish: for everyone that I know to be healthy and for my mum and sister to come back in one piece from the middle east ya lifes hard yall P/ person you last called/texted: my mum and frands Q/ questions you’re always asked: why are you so short?/ hows the weather down there?/ why do you wear that thing on your head?/ isn’t Arab a country?/ S/ song last sang: beautiful by monsta x U/ underwear colour: black V/ vacation location: Korea, japan, out of australia W/ worst habit: I can be messy and hella lazy X/ xrays you have had: my teeth, back, throat Y/ your favourite food: cereal Z/ zodiac sign: Taurus
go back to reading your fetishizing sastiel fics and leave LGBT people alone. Aces aren't LGBT on that basis alone. It's L G B T period. No other ~uww~special snowflakes~uwu~ need apply.
I don’t fetishize any kind of gay relationship, and if you had eyes, you’d see that I have other gay ships and I ship straight people. But that’s beside the point.
I just don’t get why SOME (not all, because most I’ve met are very nice) LGBTQIA people have to be assholes about letting aces/aros into the community. Honestly it’s people like you that make me not really care to be apart of it, and I don’t need he community to lean on because I have real life supporters like friends and family.
Being asexual or aromantic isn’t something people choose to be, and yes, you’d be surprised at the amount of people I have actually told that have told me “you’re just kind of a prude,” or “that’s not a real thing,” to the point of them getting angry at their lack of understanding. Do we get it “as bad” as other people? NO. But last time I checked it wasn’t a competition.
I also posted in the ace discourse tag, so you must’ve been bored or something to try and start fights. Funny enough, you’re anonymous so you’re too much of a coward to say anything for real. Anyway, I hope you have a nice day.
A- age: 18 B- biggest fear: not being able to love anyone :) C- current time: 5:20pm D- last drink you had: iced peach tea E- everyday starts with: good morning by topp dogg (my alarm) at 3:45 F- favourite song: rn? i love ‘now, us’ by l*velyz and ‘3′s’ by nodaway G- ghosts are they real?: yes!
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● BIRTHDAY: November 3rd ● GENDER: Female ● RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single ● FAVOURITE COLOR: Cerulean ● PETS: Sadly none v-v ● WAKE UP TIME: Usually I wake up around 8 or 9 everyday. ● LOVE OR LUST?: Love ● FAVOURITE FOOD: Chicken Alfredo ● MET A CELEBRITY?: If you count members of Achievement Hunter, Roosterteeth, and Funhaus then yes. Also Luis Dubuc, also known as Mystery Skulls.
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