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The One About Last Night (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: After an eventful night you wake up with an unimaginable hangover and try to piece the events of the night before.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: Hey guys I've had this written in my for a while now so here it is. I got the inspiration from a TikTok I saw and Katy Perry's Last Friday Night. I hope you enjoy this mess.

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You groaned as you woke up. Your head pounding as the events from the night before tried to resurface. You turned your body only to feel someone next to you. Slowly opening your eyes only to see Bucky next to you. Your whole body froze, your eyes scanning the room realizing you were in Buckys. You looked down at your body, covered by a very thin sheet with nothing underneath. The last thing you remembered was going out with the team for some drinks. Slowly and carefully you slid off the bed. You tried finding your clothes but your dress was ripped in half. Great. Wrapping the sheet tighter around your body you carefully slipped out of Bucky's room and made your way to yours across the hall. What the hell happened last night?

You slipped in the shower trying to get rid of the alcohol stench you had. After you finished you put on a pair of shorts and a tank top. You made your way to the common area only to see it trashed. Bottles of alcohol all over the place, furniture misplaced, and a lot of broken things. What the hell? You went to the kitchen to trap a cup of coffee and saw the whole team, including Bucky, nursing their own coffee.

“Do any of you remember what happened last night?” You asked, walking over to the coffee pot.

“Not so loud,” Nat groaned.

“I’m pretty sure we drank all of the alcohol in New York,” Wanda said

“Figures, given the number of empty bottles out there,” you said pouring your coffee.

“What happened to you?” you asked Tony, pointing out the purple eye.

“No idea,” was all he said.

“Y/n what's on your neck?” Steve asked, causing everyone to look at your neck.

“What?” Your eyes shot wide.

“Is that…a hickey?” Tony asked, getting a closer look. You ran over to the mirror to get a good look at it. A clearly visible purple hickey sat on your neck.

“Uh y/n, you have another one on your shoulder,” Bruce pointed out.

“Is that a bite mark?” Sam raised his brow at you. You were going to kill Barnes. Bucky’s cheeks flushed red as he saw you looking at last night's evidence.

“Who did you sleep with?” Wanda asked

“I’d rather not talk about it,” your eyes landing on Bucky for a brief moment before turning back to the mirror.

As you finished your coffee you opened your phone and were greeted by thousands of notifications. You scrolled through your Instagram and there were pictures of last night. “Oh god,” you said under your breath.

Pictures of everyone at the bar, pictures of you doing shots with Wanda and Nat, some of you laughing, dancing on tables. “Have you seen these?” you asked Nat showing her the pictures. “Yea kinda hard too when your phone’s been blowing up every second,” she responded. You kept scrolling as more pictures of last night appeared. Sam holding a nearly empty bottle, videos of Thor pouring shots of his Asgardian booze, more videos of you dancing in tables but this time at the compound, pictures of Steve and Bucky streaking through the tower, Thor pouring his Asgardian booze down your throat, you hoped that was it. Even though the hangover was excruciating, last night looked pretty fun.

“Fury is going to kill us all,” Steve said. As soon as the words left his mouth Tony’s phone rang.

“Speak of the devil,” Tony muttered. They spoke on the phone briefly before hanging up.

“He wants us all downstairs in ten minutes,” he said

“Where is Thor?” you wondered looking around the room.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y, where is Thor?” Tony asked the A.I.

“He is in the pool,” F.R.I.D.A.Y responded. They all made their way outside to the pool and found Thor sleeping on an inflatable bed. You grabbed a pool stick and started poking him to wake up. He stirred awake slowly, opening his eyes to be met by everyone staring at him. “Come on Fury wants to talk to us,” Steve said. They helped him get to the edge of the pool to get out.

Once everyone was ready they all made their way downstairs to see Fury. Before Bucky could make it inside you pulled him aside. “What the hell Barnes? You bit me? And left a hickey?” you hissed.

“From what I remember you weren’t complaining,” he smirked “I barely remember what happened. How did we end up having sex,” you whispered. “It was the alcohol,” was all he said before entering the room.

Everyone was sitting down when Fury came in. “What the hell happened last night?” he yelled causing everyone to groan in pain. “If you’re gonna yell, do it quietly please,” you said.

“You guys are the avengers, you’re not supposed to be getting kicked out of bars, or starting fights, or run around naked,” Fury listed

“Well that explains Tony’s black eye, and why we ended up here,” Nat said

“You seriously don’t remember what happened?” he asked looking at everyone’s confused faces.

“Not really,” Sam said.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y, play the recording from last night,” he said “Oh god, you said to yourself bracing for whatever was going to play.

The first shot of the video was of everyone is stumbling in from the elevator, clearly drunk. Nat, Wanda, and you collapsed on the couch, giggling. Tony grabbed some ice for his eye, while the guys started pouring shots for everyone. Fast forward an hour later, everyone was playing beer pong which resulted in the table being broken in the end. You doing body shots with Thor and Bucky. Now that sorta explained how you and Bucky ended up in bed, I mean those abs. Wanda, Nat, and you dancing with each other on a table. At some point, you and Nat started making out. You and Nat looked at each other across the table and burst out laughing at the video. “Something funny, agent y/l/n? Romanoff?” Fury asked sternly

“No sir,” you both said trying to hold back your laughter.

“Look, sir, we are sorry for the trouble to be caused, it won’t happen again,” Steve apologized

“I’m not,” you said making everyone look at you.

“I admit we got a little too crazy but we work our asses every single day to make sure the people of New York, the world for that matter are safe. We deserve a night off to blow off steam and have some fun,” you said

“I guess you are right. But next time you decide to “have fun” do it here not out in public. Got it?” he said

“Understood,” you smiled proudly at yourself.

Everyone started leaving the room, heads still pounding, you grabbed Natasha and dragged her to your room. “Y/n hold on, what’s going on?” Nat said with wide eyes.

“I had sex with Bucky,” blurted out

“He’s the one that did that to you?” she gestured to the bite mark and hickeys.

“Yup,” was all that came out.

“Well it looks like you had fun,” Nat smirked

“Not helping. And I totally don’t remember all of it, but from what I do remember it was… pretty hot,” you said a small smile forming.

“You’re totally blushing,” the redhead teased

“Am not,” you denied it

“So you gonna do it again?” she asked

“Of course not, why would you even ask that?” you asked

“Because you clearly want it to happen again,” she said, which part of you knew was true but the more sane part said no.

“Okay maybe I want it to happen again but it won’t,” you said

“Whatever you say y/n. I gotta go cure this hangover, I’ll see you later. Try not to have sex with anyone,” she laughed exiting your room. You collapsed on your bed, thinking about what Nat said. A few minutes later you heard knocking on your door. You got up and opened it only to reveal Bucky standing there.

“Bucky, what are you doing here?” you asked furrowing your brows. He lifted his hands to reveal a bottle of aspirin and a glass of water. “To nurse you back to health,” he said

“Thanks,” you took the items from him letting him into your room.

“So about last night,” he began to say. “Before you say anything, we were incredibly drunk last night and we had sex. We should just move on and forget it happened,” you said, not believing a word you were saying.

“If that’s what you want, then okay,” he nodded, a little heartbroken at your words.

“Okay,” you stood there looking at his blue eyes, unable to look away. Before you realized his hands cradled your face and he crashed his lips onto yours. “What are you doing?” you said breathlessly. “I can’t just forget about it,” he said hoping you felt the same. This time you kissed him, wrapping your hands around his neck. “You sure about this?” he asked between kisses.

“Yeah,” you breathed out. The two of you collapsed onto your bed, let’s just say things got crazier than the night before.

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mxltifaves · 3 years

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Yours To Wield (series)

Mob!Bucky x Reader

Run-through: With the enemy threatening to obliterate your family, you’re left with no choice but to take the hit just so he would spare your loved ones. Belonging to a mafia family requires sacrifices to be made at every step, and in order to save your family you make the ultimate one - you offer yourself up to the enemy. Bucky Barnes isn’t a man one negotiates with, he owns this city and whatever he says is considered law. But when you come to him with an irresistible offer, he bends his own rules for you. What starts out as an agreement becomes so much more, and the two of you find love where it wasn’t supposed to be. But rare are the love stories which don’t include some sort of war.

Themes throughout the series: mob!bucky, smut, angst, language, (mild) soft dom/sub dynamic, fluff

Yours To Wield: On-going

Part 1

Part 2 - coming soon

Part 3

Part 4?

Part 5?

Comment down below or send me an ask to be added to the series tag list ;)

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Hate is a Strong Word (Bucky Barnes)

Summary: Bucky x Y/N attends a therapy session after a mission gone wrong. You both love getting on each other’s nerves and after warnings from the rest of the Avengers, you don’t listen.

A/N: I've had this fic in my drafts for like two months and I don't know why I haven't posted it so here it is. Hope you enjoy it. Also, requests are open so If you have a fic in mind feel free to send it.

Ever since you joined the avengers you’ve always gotten along with everyone except with the one and only Bucky Barnes. You two were complete opposites, Bucky was very reserved and only really opened up to certain people while you were outgoing and loved to talk. When Bucky was under Hydra’s control, he was tasked to assassinate a man who threatened Hydra but your parents were killed in the crossfire. They were just at the wrong place at the wrong time. Nobody aside from Steve and Tony knew you knew about Bucky killing your parents. Despite knowing that you didn’t hold it against Bucky because he wasn’t himself.

After a mission gone wrong due to you two bickering, you ended up in therapy with Bucky. Tony thought it would be a good idea to clear the air between you two and make sure nothing like what happened, happened again. You and Bucky really didn’t want to do it but it wasn’t like you had any other choice. So there you were, sitting next to each other in a very dull room with a woman sitting across from you.

“Y/N, Bucky, I am Dr. Raynor. I will be your therapist. So tell me why you’re here today?”

As you prepared for your mission, Nat and Wanda came into your room. “Ready?” Wanda asked as they took a seat on your bed.

“Yeah, almost just a few more things,” you responded as you rummaged through your drawers.

“Are you and Barnes going to be okay?” Nat asked raising her brow

“What do you mean?” you asked confused

“Look, we've all noticed your hostility towards each other. It can go either two ways, you end up dead or between the sheets,” the read head raised her brow giving you a knowing look.

“First of all eww, I would never. Second of all, I’m not an idiot. We may argue a lot but we don’t let that get in between the job,” You responded with a serious look on your face

“Okay, if you say so,” she said, not believing you. Before you had a chance to respond, F.R.I.D.A.Y spoke over the intercom.

“Ms. y/l/n, Mr. Barnes would like to know if you are ready to go?”

“Can you tell him I need ten more minutes,” you responded, taking the opportunity to get him annoyed since you were already ready.

“He will not like that,” F.R.I.D.A.Y said

“I know,” you smirked. You sat on your bed waiting for ten minutes to pass. You knew Bucky hated when you took too long which is why you always did.

“You know he’s gonna come looking for you,” Wanda said to you

“No he won’t, he’ll just brood the entire way there,” you smiled.

“I don’t understand you two. There is some sexual tension there and you bicker to hide it,” Nat said confused but yet understood the nature of your relationship with Bucky. As much as you hated to admit it she was partially right. After chatting with Wanda and Nat for 10 minutes, you got up and made your way to the jet where Bucky was already waiting for you.

“What took you so long?” he asked annoyed

“Calm down grumpus, I had to take care of something,” you quickly defended yourself.

**Flashback**

“Because our “boss” is an arrogant ass and enjoys punishing us,” you said rolling your eyes.

“Mr. Stark brought me up to speed on your situation. So who would like to start?” she asked you and Bucky but neither of you answered. “No volunteers?” she asked looking at the two of you completely uninvested. “Okay then, y/n why don’t you start? Why does Bucky aggravate you?” she asked looking in your direction.

“I don’t know, we just can’t stand each other,” you answered

“Look the only way this will work is if you communicate,” Dr. Raynor said

“There’s nothing to communicate so I’m not sure what you want me to say,” you responded

“Okay, what about you Bucky? Why is it that you and y/n don’t get along?” she turned to Bucky who was fidgeting with his fingers.

“As she said, we just don’t,” he said coldly

“Okay, do you trust each other?” she asked

“I trust him, when it counts,” you responded feeling his eyes on you

“What she said,” he responded

“Okay, so tell me about the incident that happened during your mission,” she asked you both.

“We were supposed to gather some information on someone we’ve been trying to apprehend, it was supposed to be easy, ” you said, remembering the events that lead you here.

*Flashback*

“Are you going to be brooding the whole mission?” you asked him, making eye contact with Bucky, but he didn’t respond.

“I guess that answers my question,” you muttered

“So what’s the plan?” Bucky spoke

“He speaks,” you said, “We go in, get what we need, then get out,” you simply said, putting in the earpiece.

“So no plan,” he rolled his eyes

“That is the plan, it’s an easy mission. Just try not to get caught,” you responded.

‘Easier said than done,” he muttered

“Look we go in, you distract and I’ll use this handy flash drive to upload all their files into our servers. Quick and easy,” you explained

“Why do I have to distract them? You do it,” Bucky said

“Because you’re an old man and that doesn’t know how to use technology,” you said rolling your eyes

“I do know how to use technology, for your information,” Bucky said annoyed

“Barely,” you mumbled to yourself.

“Just hurry,” he said. You made your way over to the networking room, making sure nobody saw you or followed you. Once you made it inside you plugged in the drive downloading all the files onto it. “How we doing?” you heard over the comms.

“It’s downloading,” you said.

“Can you hurry it up?” he asked

“No, I can’t. If I hurry the files won’t properly transfer, meaning we would fail the mission and I don’t fail. So shut up and let me work,” You said as you continued typing.

“Work faster,” Bucky said causing you to roll your eyes at him. “I hate you,” you muttered thinking he wouldn’t hear you.

“Feeling’s mutual,” he said back. After a couple of minutes of silence, you heard Bucky speak. “Y/n, you got incoming,”

“I thought I told you to distract them,” you said frustrated.

“There’s only so much stalling I can do. I’m on my way to you,” he said. You tried to work faster but it was useless. The files still had about 10 percent to go, which seemed to go by slowly. You heard the doorknob move, pulling out your gun and pointing it towards it. The door was swung open only to reveal Bucky. “Easy there,” he said. “Jesus, Barnes a little warning next time. I could’ve shot you,” you rolled your eyes. “Trust me doll, you couldn’t even if you tried,” he smirked

“You wanna test that theory out?” you said annoyed.

“Later, right now we gotta get the hell out of here,” he said hurrying you.

“It’s not done,” you said pointing to the screen, only 6 percent left.

“Just leave it. We got enough,” Bucky urged you.

“No, it’s almost done. We can get it all,” you said turning back to the computer.

“Why do you have to be so goddamn stubborn?” he said under his breath. “I’ll keep watch, hurry,” he said going back to the door to make sure nobody was coming.

“Shit, y/n we have to leave,” he said as he saw guards turning the corner and making their way to you.

“Wait, it’s almost done,” you said.

“Y/n, now!” Bucky yelled at you.

“Okay I got it,” you said pulling out the drive. “Told you I could do it,” you said. As you were about to exit the room, gunshots started. Bucky pulled you back inside but you were already hit in the arm. “Shit, what the hell?” you cursed looking at your bleeding arm. “Now you see why I was hurrying you?” Bucky asked

“Now is not the time, Barnes,” you yelled at him, putting pressure on your arm.

“Why because I was right and you can’t handle me being right?” he asked

“Can we just get the hell out without dying?” you said

“Can you use your gun?” he asked

“Yeah,” you said groaning in pain. Bucky was the first one to peak out the door, gunshots still firing. He started firing back landing a few shots. You went after him, firing as many shots as you could. Your arm bleeding out more as you moved. After killing most of them, there were only two men left. “I’m out,” Bucky said looking at the empty clip. “Me too,” you said back. Bucky pulled out the knife from his side pocket. He started fighting the two men, landing a few stikes on them. Eventually, the two men were on the ground. “Not bad,” you said a small smile forming. “Is that a compliment?” he raised his brow. “Never,” you shook your head smirking. “Are you okay?” he furrowed his brows. You were clearly losing a lot of blood. “Is that worry I sense?” you chuckled dryly. “Never,” he smiled at you. “Let get out of here before more of them come,” Bucky said looking back at the unconscious men.

**END FLASHBACK**

“You know thinking about it, I’m not really sure how we screwed up. I mean we got what we went there for. There might’ve been some unprecedented events but we still got what we needed,” you tried to defend yourself.

“I think it’s not really about the mission itself it’s more your relationship with each other,” Dr. Raynor said

“I’m not really sure what kind of relationship you are referring to, but like we’ve said we just can’t stand each other,” you said.

“Why do you think that is?”

“I tried to be nice when I first joined the Avengers but cyborg over here was a complete ass so I stopped trying to be nice,” You explained

“Mr. Barnes, you have anything to say?” she looked at Bucky. Bucky stayed silent not wanting to partake in the conversation.

“See? Complete ass,” you said shaking your head in annoyance. “You know what, I’m done. This is completely useless, you can give us the okay to go back on missions or you can’t I don’t care,” you said as you stood up and left the room. You got outside and let out a breath, tired from that useless therapy session. After about twenty minutes Bucky finally got outside. “You know I don’t hate you or anything,” Bucky said causing you to turn to look at him. “What?” you asked confused

“Fourteen years ago, I was sent to kills someone. There was a couple that saw so I had to kill them too. I remember their names. When you joined and saw your last name I knew it wasn’t a coincidence. I killed your parents, and I’m sorry,” Bucky said avoiding your eyes.

“I know,” you said softly

“You know?” he asked confused

“Yeah, I’ve read your file. Everyone you’ve killed while under Hydra’s control, every single person,” you said

“Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

“Because I know that wasn’t you. And being angry towards you wouldn’t bring them back,” you explained.

“I’m so sorry,” he apologized once again.

“I know,” you smiled warmly. “Come on, I need to eat,” you said as you started walking away. “This doesn’t make us friends right?” you stopped to ask.

“Never,” he smiled softly. “Good, we wouldn’t want that now,” you teased him.

#bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #marvel characters #marvel #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #tony stark #steve rogers #marvel au #marvel fanfiction

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mxltifaves · 3 years

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The Mess Masterlist

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Bucky Barnes x female!Reader (ongoing)

Summary: One wild night in Vegas changes everything between you and Bucky. Now you’re stuck together for what looks like the foreseeable future. Except, you hate Bucky Barnes. And he hates you. Right?

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Epilogue

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mxltifaves · 3 years

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Confessions

Summary: After taking down the flag smashers and retrieving the shield, Y/N joins Sam and Bucky in Louisiana. Both y/n and Bucky have unspoken things.

Word Count: 945

Warnings: fluff, bit of angst

After fighting the Flag Smashers and Sam taking back the shield and officially becoming Captain America, you, Sam, and Bucky headed to Louisiana to celebrate. Things between you and Bucky weren’t the best, to put it simply. After Thanos, you ran away getting as far as possible leaving Bucky behind. At that time you thought it was for the best because you couldn’t handle the thought of losing anyone else if something like that happened again. You ran away, but your past always seems to catch up to you. When Sam found you and asked you to join them in taking down the Flag Smashers, you were hesitant because that wasn’t your life anymore but also because of Bucky. You didn’t know how to apologize for leaving and not saying goodbye. You both realized you still had feelings for each other but neither admitted it.

You were helping Sarah refill the cooler with more drinks, sneaking glances over at Bucky and Sam who were taking pictures with the locals. The sneaking glances didn’t go unnoticed by Sarah. “Why don’t you just talk to him?” she asked

“It’s complicated, he won’t talk to me,” you admitted. During the whole mission, Bucky used whatever excuse avoiding talking to you unless it had to do with the mission.

“You both clearly have some unsaid things, so wouldn’t it be easier to just say them? Plus he’s starting to so there’s clearly something there,” Sarah said who noticed Bucky staring at you when you looked away.

“You know you and Sam are a lot alike,” you said given that they were both really pushy.

“Talk to him,” she told you giving you a warning look.

“I will try,” you gave in.

After Sam and Bucky finished their little photo op and headed towards the boat. He turned to look at you, wishing he could just go over there and talk to you. You were talking with Sarah, laughing at something she had said. “Why don’t you just go talk to her?” Sam asked breaking Bucky away from his gaze on you.

“There’s nothing to talk about. She’s leaving again and I’m not going to stand in the way of what she wants,” Bucky said sadly

“What if that’s not what she wants, but what she thinks she has to do?” Sam asked “You should talk to her before assuming anything,” he finished saying. Bucky turned his gaze back on you and took a sip of his beer.

Bucky and Sam sat on the deck talking about their plans now that the flag smashers were taken care of and Sam had officially become Captain America when Sarah and you walked towards them. You held two beers in your hand, handing one to Bucky when you reached them. “Figured you could use another one,” you said, sending him a small smile.

“Thanks,” he said, accepting the beer.

“So y/n are you planning on going back to London?” Sam asked

“I’m not sure,” you said, taking a seat in front of Bucky. “I know I said that I was out of the superhero life but it was kinda refreshing to be back,” you said

“So does that mean you’re staying?” He asked

“I don’t know, I don’t really have a reason to stay,” you said, your gaze landing on Bucky before you turned to look at Sam. You stayed silent for a couple minutes. “I'm gonna grab another beer,” you said, standing up. Bucky followed right behind you. “Are you really gonna go?” he asked as he reached to grab another beer.

“I think so. I love New York, but I don’t know everything kinda seems out of place,” You said twisting the beer cap.

“New York is your home, you should come back. I want you to come back,” he said looking into your eyes. Ever since you came back and helped them with John Walker and the flag smashers, you two hadn’t talked. Bucky did everything to avoid talking to you, still resentful that you left when he needed you the most. Somewhere along the way, he began to understand why you left. But he needed to know for sure your reason for leaving.

“You don’t hate me anymore?” your voice coming out like a whisper.

“I could never hate you y/n. I admit I was angry at you for leaving. After Steve left I felt alone. You were all I had left and you just left,” Bucky said

“I’m sorry for leaving. But I needed to leave, I felt so angry at everything. Nat died, my best friend died. Tony, the only father figure I had, died. And Steve left. Everything was so screwed up, I just needed to leave. In doing so I left you and I’m sorry for that, I really am,” you said tears forming in the corner of your eyes.

“I get it, y/n. I get why you had to leave. Everything just changed so quickly and it’s been hard to adapt to everything. I want you to stay,” Bucky said taking a hold of your hand.

“I want to stay too. Maybe we can even give us another chance,” you said hopefully.

“I would love that,” he said pulling you in, capturing your lips with his. His hand wrapped around your waist, while yours wrapped around his neck.

“Finally!” Sam yelled out, pulling you out of your bubble.

“Way to kill the moment Wilson,” you yelled back. You turned your attention back to Bucky, smiling. “I’ll never leave again, I promise,” you kissed him once again. “You better not,” he pulled back and smiled at you. This is exactly where you belonged.

#bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #sam wilson #sarah wilson #tfaws #marvel cinematic universe

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mxltifaves · 3 years

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Can you pls do a fic with Bucky and reader when she gives birth ❤️

This was so wholesome omg I loved writing it 🥺 Disclaimer though, I’ve never had a kid myself so this is just best guess I suppose 🤷🏻‍♀️

(No one tell my boyfriend I’m using our future baby names for fanfics)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 3.5k

Summary: You and Bucky have your first baby together

Warnings: Fluff, breast feeding mention, descriptions of pain, teeny tiny illusion to smut, lil angst from Bucky, childbirth, hospital mention, scissors mention, pain medication mention

It sounds really stupid but while you knew labour was going to be hard, you didn’t think it would be this hard. You didn’t really want to admit it but that initial excitement you felt when your water had first broke had worn off by this point, nerves starting to take over. You had just been pottering around your kitchen, making a grocery list while rubbing your aching bump, the skin pulled so taught you worried you might burst. ‘Bump’ was maybe the wrong word. This was more like a beachball tucked under your dress at this point, your due date was three days ago and honestly, you were ready to get the little one out of you. You hadn’t had a full nights sleep in over a month, your tummy becoming too heavy and uncomfortable for you to be able to fully relax. You woke every few hours, tossing and turning, just hoping to get some relief from your child that was going to be a kick-boxer when they were older by the way they were battering your organs from the inside.

But when your water had broke onto the tiles of the kitchen floor, you weren’t quite sure what to do, pulling up one of dining chairs and taking a seat, taking a deep breath to combat the discomfort of the pressure in your abdomen. When the dull ache subsided, that’s when it really hit you. You could remember the way Bucky came running when you had called and the look on his face when he saw you wincing, gripping the kitchen table so hard your knuckles were turning white, the telltale puddle on the floor made him gasp excitedly, figuring out what was going on before you had a chance to tell him.

“You okay? You need anything? Does it hurt yet? Do we need to go to the hospital?” The questions were just tumbling from his mouth, the concern so evident on his face. He’d been to every appointment, every scan, every parenting class and read every book. He knew the answers to all those questions but clearly the excitement was taking over now.

“No, can’t go to the hospital yet, they won’t take me if I’m not dilated enough.” You winced, the discomfort starting to subside. “Where’s the yoga ball honey?” You asked, rubbing your tight tummy, trying to soothe yourself as much as the child inside you. Bucky ran off to get it then helped you up and guided you over on top of it. You bounced and rolled your hips for what felt like hours, Bucky on his knees behind you, hands on your tummy, trying to get the baby down into a better position. The contractions gradually got more frequent and the pain more intense, Bucky doing his absolute best to soothe you through them.

“We should go toots, they should be able to take you now.” Bucky reasoned, just keen to get you in the hands of someone medically trained.

“I might not be far enough along yet but we can try.” You agreed, pulling yourself up off the ball.

“They’ll take you, believe me. Your husband is the Winter Solider after all. That’s the Winter Soldier’s baby.” You couldn’t help but laugh, you hadn’t really thought of it like that. Bucky was absolutely certain that as soon as he flashed the nurses one of those famous brooding glares, his wife wouldn’t be turned away.

So with that, Bucky grabbed the hospital bag, secured the car seat for the baby and the pair of you left your home.

“Next time we go back in through that door, there will be three of us.” He mused happily, taking a second to stare at the door before starting the car. You couldn’t help but pull him into a loving kiss, one that made his heart flutter in his chest, thinking about how he could never have expected a life this perfect.

“C’mon, let’s go have this baby.” You smiled happily, hand resting on your tummy, knowing that soon enough, it would be vacant.

That wholesome morning felt so long ago now though, pain shooting through your tummy to somewhere deep inside you. The hospital had taken you right away, all the paperwork hastily filled out so you could get to a room that smelled so strongly of disinfectant. You had only been three centimetres dilated when you had come in but now you were up to eight, approaching nine and you were very much aware it was almost go-time. Bucky had been by your side the whole time, coaching you through every painful contraction, holding your hand, kissing your shoulders, reminding you how proud of you he was.

“We are never having another baby.” You hissed through gritted teeth as a particularly painful contraction took hold, convinced even his metal fingers might bend with the way you were gripping them.

“This was your idea! You’re the one who suggested that trip to Italy.” He reminded you, brushing your hair away from your sweaty forehead, letting you pant your way through the pain. He was right in all fairness but carrying the blame didn’t make you feel any better so you decided to continue blaming him instead. Thankfully though, your doctor came in at that moment and cut short all chat about what had went on in Italy around nine months ago.

The pain was all consuming. You had decided against an epidural so you puffed on as much gas and air as you could, letting the woozy feeling go to your head and distract you from the pain as much as possible. For the most part, you were very proud that you had managed to keep relatively quiet compared to some of the other ladies, managing to only groan your way through the contractions, rather than scream.

“Okay Mrs Barnes, we’re going to check on baby again, alright?” Your doctor smiled warmly, noticing how your contractions seemed to have strengthened more than you had even thought possible. You could only nod, the plastic end of the gas tube between your teeth. You didn’t focus on where the doctor’s hand went or what she did, just on the excited look on your husband’s sleepy face, the realisation hitting him that your child was almost here.

“Oh wow Mrs Barnes, you’re there, full ten centimetres. I’ll get the nurses and we should have this little one out soon.” You nodded to your doctor, groaning lowly through gritted teeth as she left the room.

“Holy shit, we’re gonna be parents. We’re gonna meet baby Barnes soon. Shit doll.” Bucky whispered excitedly, a hand running through his hair. You could see his face display everything he was feeling, he was nervous and tired but so damn ready to be a father.

“Our last hour as a family of two.” You whispered, letting him pull you into a tender kiss, his flesh hand wrapping around the back of your neck to pull you close now that your contraction had subsided.

“I love you so much, you know that? Never thought I’d be married nevermind sittin’ in a hospital, waitin’ on my baby.” His voice was so hushed and sincere, tears prickling his eyes and that’s when you knew he’d cry meeting his baby for the first time, despite how much he had argued in the past nine months that he wouldn’t.

“I love you too honey, you’re gonna be the best dad, I just know it.” You offered warmly, trying not to let the pain distract you from such a sweet moment with your husband.

“Just can’t wait to see you as a mom.” He admitted softly, blue eyes shining with joy at the thought of you both teaching your little one how to talk and read and ride a bike.

“We have so much happiness ahead of us sweetheart.” You smiled quietly, squeezing his hand as another wave of pain washed over your body, the gas and air tube finding its way back up to your lips. Before you knew it, your room was full of a couple of nurses, a med student and your doctor, all trying to coach you through your labour, your feet suspended in the cold metal stirrups.

“Okay Mrs Barnes, baby is ready when you are. You’re gonna feel some pressure and you’ll get an urge to push so just do whatever feels right.” Your doctor who was usually so softly spoken was now almost having to shout over your cries, sobs wracking your body as the pain became unbearable.

“Doin’ amazing honey, ‘m so proud of you, baby’s nearly here.” Bucky encouraged quietly, gripping your hand for dear life. You squealed and yelled, your body telling you that you needed to get this baby out, the pressure building so quickly in your pelvis. You did your best to control your breathing while still pushing as hard as you could. Bucky couldn’t tear his eyes away from your sweaty face, wondering how on earth he could ever fall more in love with you after this moment. You were bringing his baby into the world, his heart was absolutely wrenching in his chest at the memory of everything you had done for him and all the sacrifices you had made to get to this point.

“Here’s baby’s head! Doing great Mrs Barnes, keep going.” Your doctor smiled warmly. Your whole lower body felt like it was on fire, feet digging into the stirrups, tears staining your cheeks as your child began to make an appearance.

“Perfect, head is out nicely. Take a minute to breathe Mrs Barnes, you’re nearly there.” One of the nurses cooed. You sucked in deep, steadying gulps of air, thankful for the second to catch your breath and compose yourself a little.

“Just one push left baby, then it’s all over. You’re absolutely amazing, you know that? Love you so much.” Bucky whispered against your hair, pressing kisses to your cheeks. He was already a bit of a shaky mess, unable to think of anything but meeting his child for the first time. The nurse closest to you couldn’t help but smile to herself at how sweet he was, getting to witness such an intimate moment between new parents truly was one of the best parts of such a difficult job. Your body told you to push again and you squealed out, gripping Bucky’s hand, nails digging in as you wailed in pain. Before you knew it, baby’s shoulders were out and then the rest followed very quickly. It didn’t take long for a cry to erupt from your little one, Bucky letting out a relieved gasp at the sound. Your head flopped back onto the pillow while the nurses worked away, trying to get the little one dried and clamped to get the cord cut.

“You did it sweetheart.” Bucky whispered, stroking your hair with all the tenderness he could muster.

“Congratulations mom and dad! You’ve got a little boy!” Your doctor’s words had Bucky crumbling, tears welling up in his eyes.

“A boy, oh my god, I have a son.” He whispered, mostly to himself, trying desperately to blink back the tears before they spilled over his cheeks. The little bundle of blankets screamed and yelled as he was placed onto your chest, your arms surrounding him instinctively. You were exhausted but you didn’t even want to blink if it meant tearing your eyes from that little baby’s face.

“Hi honey! Hi! I’m your mom!” You cooed quietly, trying to take in every feature of his face all at once. Ten little fingers and ten little toes, a head covered in dark hair and an angry face at being removed from the comfort of your body so suddenly. After a while, his cries subsided, a content silence falling over the room as the nurses filled out their paperwork.

“Dad, would you like to cut the cord?” The nurse asked, knowing Bucky had been very keen to avoid ‘the business end’, preferring instead to hover by your head. He nodded nonetheless, the nurse taking your son from your chest so they had better access to the umbilical cord. Bucky took the sterile scissors in his flesh hand, trying to stop it from trembling as he reached over and snipped the cord before letting the nurses tend what was left, taking the baby off to weigh him quickly and clean him up.

“We ready for some skin on skin mom?” Your doctor asked, the nurses and med student congratulating you both before filtering out. You pulled your gown to the side, letting her slot the baby in on top of your bare chest. His little hands were balled up into fists, eyes closed, breathing regular and content within a minute of being placed on you. Your hand rested on his bottom, supporting him, your lips pressed to the top of his head.

“He has your hair, look how dark it is.” You beamed proudly, kissing the fluffy head gently. “He got your eyes too, he’s like a mini copy of you.” You teased, noting Bucky’s heartbreakingly genuine proud smile.

“I think Ollie suits him well, he looks like a little Oliver.” Bucky mused. You had a list of names that you had both been working on but you knew Ollie was your favourite if you had a boy, depending on whether or not the baby looked like an Ollie when he came out.

“You’re right, he’s absolutely an Ollie.” You agreed, rubbing a hand up and down his little back.

“He’s so small. Tiny little Ollie Barnes.” Bucky was obsessed with this child already, knowing you had just given Bucky a new best friend was melting your heart.

“He’s a big baby hun, he was nearly 8 pounds. But you haven’t even had a cuddle yet.” You laughed, realising you had absolutely hogged the baby since he had been born. Bucky pulled his shirt off, lifting the little boy so carefully off you with his flesh hand and placing him flat against his own chest.

“Hey buddy!” He whispered as the baby began to stir, clearly not happy at being pulled from his comfy spot with his mom. Bucky shifted uncomfortably, hating that the baby was almost touching where the metal melded with his flesh, positioning him more in the centre of his chest. He only let his flesh hand hold the little one, metal hand never coming close to him.

“Happy birthday kiddo! Big day, huh? Bet you weren’t expecting all this fuss were you? But hey, didn’t your mom do great? She’s superwoman you know. She does everythin’ for us. I’d be lost without her. You’ve no idea how loved you are, kid. You’re gonna do so many amazin’ things in your life, I just know it. Gonna make your old man so proud, hell, I’m proud of you already.” You had to pretend to scowl at Bucky for swearing around your baby but your chest ached at the sight of them together.

“You’re so loved, you know that? Your grandma and grampa Barnes would’ve doted on you. I’ll tell you bout them some day. God you’re so small, stay this way forever would you? Some day you’ll be bigger than me, just know it. No matter what, your dad’s gonna be there for you. You’re gonna break so many hearts, can just tell.” Words we’re just spilling from his lips, his flesh hand stroking his son’s back gently.

“Never in my life did I think I’d have this.” Bucky whispered, looking over at you now. You took his metal hand in one of yours, giving it a tight reassuring squeeze. The tears in his eyes were back with a vengeance, spilling before he even had a chance to stop them. Little quiet happy sobs wrecked his body, clutching tightly to the sweet little sleeping baby in his arms.

“You deserve this Bucky. Gonna, be such an amazing father, I know you are.” You mumbled, knowing he was struggling a little.

“He’s just perfect. I’d do anything for you two, you know that right? God, I have a family, like an actual family I have my own wife and a son. This kid is half you, half me. Couldn’t even have dreamt of a life like this when I was in Wakanda.” It was almost like it still hadn’t sank in that this baby was his up until now. Little Ollie looked even tinier in Bucky’s huge hand than he had in yours and you couldn’t help but hope that somehow that little boy understood how true his dad’s words were.

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Two quick taps on the door dragged your attention away from the crib and your son asleep inside it. The doctor had left you to get some rest but neither you nor Bucky could tear yourselves away from your little baby sleeping soundly in his hand knitted hat. The door opened and Sam tiptoed inside with the most excited look on his face and the biggest bunch of flowers you’d ever seen.

“Hey Uncle Sam!” You whispered, careful not to wake Ollie, a huge grin taking over his face upon hearing his new title.

“Niece or nephew?” He beamed, making his way over to your bedside.

“Nephew. You wanna meet little Oliver Grant Barnes?” Bucky’s proud smile was infectious as you scooped the baby out of the crib, rocking him gently before turning so Sam could see him.

“Oh kid, I’m so sorry, you look exactly like your dad. Let’s hope you’ve got your mom’s brains.” Sam joked softly, giving Bucky a tight hug, both of them laughing happily. Sam handed the flowers over to Bucky before leaning over to kiss your cheek.

“How are you feeling mom?” Sam asked

“Tired. Sore.” You admitted with a little laugh. Both you and Ollie were healthy and well so you couldn’t really have asked for a better delivery but that didn’t stop you from hurting all the same.

“I don’t doubt it, couldn’t have been easy.” Sam agreed, reaching forward and scooping the baby from your arms so he could get a cuddle. Bucky offered Sam his seat, joining you on the bed, kissing your shoulder lovingly as he watched Sam nurse your son for the first time.

“Actually, there was something we wanted to ask you.” You smiled softly, giving Bucky’s flesh hand a squeeze.

“Oh yeah?” Sam smiled, not even looking up from the bundle in his arms.

“Would you be Ollie’s Godfather?” Bucky quizzed, laughing at how that got Sam’s attention.

“Um, yes? Are you serious? Of course!” You couldn’t ever remember seeing Sam this excited before. “Oh kid, I’m gonna tell you so many stories about your mom and dad when you’re older. You won’t believe what your dad and I did this one time in Prague –“ Sam began but was cut short by a loud warning cough from Bucky.

“We’ll maybe keep that one a secret for a few more years.” Sam laughed, bouncing your baby gently in his arms.

Sam didn’t stay too long, heading off soon after his cuddle to let you have some time as a family.

“Just can’t believe he’s all ours.” You had sighed, watching as your son had his first feed, his eyes bright and excited, looking straight at you.

“I know what you mean, he feels too perfect to be real.” Bucky hadn’t left your side after Sam had left, choosing instead to wrap his arms around you, both of you cuddling and watching Ollie who had since woken up in a terribly bad mood from hunger. He was contented now though, thankfully.

“God I’ve never been more in love with you, you know that?” Bucky’s heart ached as the words left his lips, stroking up and down both of your arms as you supported your baby.

“I love you too Buck.” You smiled, your head resting comfortably on his shoulder.

“No, I mean it. You’ve given me the best life I ever could’ve wished for and you’ve made me feel like I deserve it, even after everything. You’re an angel.” Bucky whispered sincerely, his words punching you in the chest.

“Of course you deserve it, you’re a good man Bucky.” You smiled, leaning into his touch just a little more. The quiet sounds of your baby suckling broke the content silence that fell over the two of you. While Bucky didn’t always feel like he had earned this life, he couldn’t deny the fact he was endlessly grateful for it and he would do anything to protect his little family.

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Prompt: “I’m so happy I could kiss you right now!”

Bucky Barnes x reader

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Summary: as you wait for an email from a potential employer you let your feelings get the best of you.

Word Count: 229

Warnings: none?

A/N: I thought this one was really cute

“I’m supposed to get an email from the company.” You said, refreshing your email feed. “They said they would email me by Sunday and today is Sunday!”

“You need to relax, doll. I’m sure you got the job.”

You applied to your dream job not too long ago, and you were waiting for an email. This email would tell you if you got the job or didn’t. You didn’t know how well you did during the interview so you were extremely nervous.

You refreshed your email once more and you saw a new email. An email from the company.

“They emailed me back.” You said, staring at the email.

“Open the email.” Bucky said, smiling at you. You took a deep breath and then clicked on the email. You glanced through it until you saw the words, “we are excited to inform you that you are hired.”

“I got the job.” You said, leaping out your seat. “Bucky I got this job!”

“I knew you would.” He replied, beaming because of how proud he was.

“I’m so happy I could kiss you right now!” You screamed, running over to Bucky and cupping his face surprising yourself entirely.

“What’s stopping you?”

Your hand travelled to the hem of his shirt and you twirled it, looking into his blue eyes.

“Uh- Nothing…. would you kiss back?”

“I would definitely kiss back.”

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mxltifaves · 3 years

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would u ever write amelink again

I have some unfinished amelink fics but I have major amelink writers blocks. I also have a lot of other fandom fics but I will try and finish the amelink ones and post them.

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WORK IN PROGRESS

Summary: Growing up a Stark is a lot easier when no one knows you’re a Stark — except you and Tony Stark. You fought your way to the top of your field and earned your spot as a Weapons Enhancement Specialist with the Avengers. You sign the same NDA and employment clauses as everyone else, which also prohibits any inter-departmental relationships. Some people have managed to keep their secrets from their supervisors; unfortunately for you, your boss is your father. And your secret? Bucky Barnes.

Featuring: Bucky Barnes x Stark!reader, dad!Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Happy Hogan, OC friends, various Marvel characters

Warnings: language throughout, smut in various chapters, deception, blackmail, canon-level violence (* denotes chapter with smut)

Note: 18+ only, don’t read if you shouldn’t or I’ll tell your mom

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five*

Part Six

Part Seven*

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

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mxltifaves · 3 years

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I want more of pregnant Avenger!Reader 💕

Relax || Bucky Barnes

summary: while the avengers help you and bucky move, you attempt to help carry something only to have your overprotective husband get in the way

word count: 785

warnings: pregnancy, fluff

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Making your way out of the front doors of the compound, a tote bag in hand, Bucky immediately turned around when he heard the door shut behind you.

“Hey!” He exclaimed, rushing up the stairs and taking the tote bag from your grasp. “Are you crazy? I told you not to carry anything.”

“I’m fine, Buck.” You assured him, resting one hand on his shoulder and the other on your lower back. “It wasn’t even heavy.”

You knew that would do nothing to calm your husband. Ever since you had discovered that you were pregnant he had been nothing but overprotective- not allowing you to go on missions anymore, making sure you didn’t carry anything, even getting up whenever you needed something so you could sit and “rest” in bed.

You understood why he was protective- he had lost everything. To be able to start a family with you was something he had almost never dreamed possible, but as the future was now in front of him he would do whatever it took to protect those he loved- even by doing things as minuscule as making sure you didn’t assist him and the other members of your team carry boxes to the UHaul.

“Both of you need to relax.” Sam said, laying his hands on both of your shoulders. “Buck, you need to chill out man- this bag has like one t-shirt in it. And you,” He said, turning to face you. “You’re the luckiest woman on the planet right now. You have the Avengers helping you move. I know you want to help, but we’ve got this handled and I think you’re going to give your man a heart attack if you keep picking up stuff. Let us handle it, Y/n.”

Listening to Sam’s words, you sighed, nodding your head.

“Okay.” You begrudgingly agreed. “But, I’m going to stay out here and watch. I don’t need you boys breaking anything.”

“What do you think I’m here for?” You heard Natasha call from the truck, hopping out the back. “If it weren’t for me, they would have put guns with the china.”

“I know, Nat.” You said aloud, making your way over to the chair by the pile of boxes. “Just let me feel useful.”

Standing by your side, your husband rested his hand on your lower back, taking one of your hands in his as he helped lower you into the seat. Once you were comfortably positioned, you turned to face him as he kneeled by your side.

“Why can’t you just sit back and let us handle it, doll?” Bucky asked, his face softening.

Staring ahead at Nat, Sam and Steve picking up boxes, you shook your head and sighed.

“I just want to feel useful, Buck.” You said. “Eight months ago I was with the rest of you kicking ass and now I just sit at the Compound all day. I know that I still help from here sometimes, but I can’t even reach for a mug off of the top shelf without asking for help, Buck. I just feel so useless sometimes-”

Squeezing your hand tighter, your husband adamantly shook his head.

“Y/n, if anything I’m the useless one.” Bucky said. “Why do you think I won't let you do stupid stuff like grab your phone off of the dresser when you’re in bed? You’re already doing everything, doll. You’ve been carrying our kid for seven months and taking care of not just them, but me and the whole team too. I just want you to let me take care of you, okay? I’m serious. I think I’ll cry right now if you call yourself useless again, Y/n, and you know I’m an ugly crier- so watch it.”

Feeling tears brim in your own eyes, you laughed, wiping them away.

“You are an ugly crier.”

Not being able to help the laugh that escaped his mouth, your husband pulled your hand to his lips, pressing a light kiss against your skin.

“You weren’t supposed to agree, doll.”

“I’m your pregnant wife, Buck. Not a liar.” You joked, gently patting the side of his face. “Now go help Sam carry our dresser. I’ll be okay.”

Nodding, the hint of a smile not leaving his face, Bucky let go of your hand, pushing himself to his feet. Brushing off his jeans, he shot you one last grin before making his way back over towards the team.

“Alright,” He announced, clapping. “Let’s hurry this up. We got a nursery to paint.”

Listening to your husband and the rest of the team laugh, you rested your hand on your belly, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to finally relax knowing that everything would be okay.

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Hands

Bucky Barnes x reader

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Summary: After a mission Bucky finally lets you clean his hands, both of his hands.

Word Count: 580

Warnings: mentions of cuts and wounds

A/N: I wrote this based on the gif above :)

“Hey.” You said watching Bucky walk into the room. Bucky comes to you and you embrace him. He leans into you but you don’t feel his hands on you.

“Bucky? You okay?” You ask, pulling away, looking into his eyes. “Yeah I’m fine, doll.” You nod, taking his hand in yours. “I need to clean up, I don’t want to get you dirty.” Bucky slithered his hand out your grip and turned to walk away. You grabbed his flesh wrist before he could.

“Let me clean you up.”

“You don’t have-“

“Let me, please.” Bucky listens and sits down in one of the chairs. You made sure you had everything so you could clean him up properly. You cleaned his wounds, stitched up his cuts, and put bandaids on small injuries. You got a washcloth and washed his face gently, leaving soft kisses all over it as you wiped.

“Thank you.” He says, slightly laughing because of your kisses. He was about to get up but you stopped him. You wanted to offer to clean his metal hand today. Each time he’d come back and clean up after each mission, but you wanted to clean him up for a change. Show him that you’re not afraid of his arm and that you can clean it.

“Bucky?” You said his name with a slightly low tone. “Yes, doll?” You look at his hands and then look back into his eyes, “can I clean your hands?” He nods, thinking you only asked to clean his flesh hand. Wanting to make sure he heard you, you said what you asked again, “Honey, I asked if I could clean both your hands.”

Bucky stares at you, deciding if he’s okay with that.

“If you’re not comfortable-“

“Um- sure, doll.” You smile, grabbing his flesh hand in yours, cleaning it gently. Taking the time to clean under his nails and hand creases. Pausing before grabbing his other hand, you looked into his eyes making sure it’s still okay. He gestures to his hand, letting you know to continue.

You take his metal hand in yours with slow and gentle movements. You grabbed a dry towel and wiped his hand getting all the dry residue off. “This okay?” You asked, glancing up at him. He lets out a low ‘yes.’ You continued to clean his arm with extreme care, sticking your tongue out for concentration. Bucky thought you were the cutest thing, being all focused, cleaning his arm.

Once you finished you stared at Bucky, waiting for him to say something. He didn’t say anything, he just leaned closer to you and kissed you on the forehead.

“Was that okay? Was I gentle enough? Are you-.” Bucky plants a kiss on your lips to shut you up. You grinned stupidly as his eyes met yours.

“You cleaned it perfectly, doll. Thank you.”

“Of course. I can’t have you walking around with dirty hands.” You joked, happy that he finally let you clean him all the way up after a mission, “was the mission successful?”

“Yeah, it went well.” You smiled, holding his metal hand in yours. You popped up, cleaning up your mess before grabbing Bucky’s hand. He looked at you with a puzzled look, making you smile even bigger.

“Now that you’re back, you can spend time cuddling with me!” You exclaimed, causing Bucky to smile. Bucky got up and you practically dragged him to the door.

“My favorite thing to do after a mission.”

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The Proposal

Wedding Series: 4/? || Wedding Masterlist

Captain America and The Winter Soldier

Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count; 593

Warnings; none

Authors Note; this part is so cute! I love it! I hope you all love it as well <3

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It was a beautiful and sunny day out. Bucky had been such a gentleman in taking you to one of the local parks for a picnic date. The spot he had found for the two of you was shielded off from the park's central area.

“Wow. This place is so beautiful, Bucky.” You were in complete awe of the cozy and secluded space of greenery.

“Only the best for my girl.”

A blanket and a straw basket were laid out on the grass to sit on and enjoy the delicious food, drinks, and sweets the two of you brought along. The small speaker you had taken as well had soft music playing from it, making the atmosphere that much more enjoyable.

Since the weather was warm, a flowy dress was decorating your body while Bucky wore light clothing as well, shorts and a white t-shirt.

Laughs and conversations flowed easily between you two, as they always did. Both of you could talk together for hours if you had the chance.

You went from sitting to lying down on your sides, elbows holding the weight up, so it was easy to look at one another. His flesh hand kept a grip on your exposed thigh at all times. Faces were inches apart as kisses were shared here and there in between speaking.

“I want to ask you something, doll.”

The tone of voice got more serious than it was just a second ago. What importance did he have to ask of you?

“What is it, Bucky?”

His hand patted the pocket of his shorts, relief on his face when he felt something in there. He reached inside and out he pulled a ring, a gorgeous ring. He held it up for you to see.

Your eyes widened when it clicked for you where this was most likely going. Your heart started hammering against your chest in excitement. His blue eyes sparkled with nothing but love as he was met with your slight wet ones.

“Beautiful, isn't it? It was my mother's. I know she would love for you to have it.”

A gasp left your lips as you admired the shiny ring for a while before Bucky began his speech.

“You've made me the luckiest when I met you, darling. You make me a better man, you make me happy, and I can't thank you enough for loving me despite my many past and present flaws. I could go on and on about how much you mean to me and how much I love you, but then we would spend all of the day and night here in this very spot. I promise I will love you forever and give you all my love I have to offer. Will you make me the happiest and become my wife?”

By now, tears of joy were streaming down your cheeks at his proposal speech. Your hand was held over your mouth to keep the light sobs at bay.

“Yes, James! Yes! A million times, yes.”

He was grinning from ear to ear; a quick kiss was left on your lips before he put the ring on your finger.

“It's beautiful. Thank you, James. It means so much to me that you are giving me such a valuable heirloom for me to wear.”

“Only the best and most beautiful ring for my girl to wear.”

He pinned you on your back so he could find his place on top. His lips found yours as he gave you his sweetest kiss to seal the deal of future marriage.

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Bucky Barnes Taglist: @sirrwritesalots @academiawhore @feescher @doyoumindifislytherin-1 @yippikaiyaymotherfucker @dontputyourfckingdrinkonmytable @hemsbucky @lokiscollar @90smalfoys

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