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Bucky x Reader Sex Pollen Fic

I just recently read a sex pollen fic for bucky where they were on a mission, and they were both exposed to it. Im not sure if both were aware or not, but both definitely tried to alleviate their pain on their own. But eventually failed. And she wondered if he feels so much worse for pain, but so much better for pleasure, as a super soldier. I cant remember much details from it, only the ending of y/n waking up alone since bucky was in a much needed shower, so she also went there. She slipped inside and bucky kisses her shoulder. Then they both do the deed again, with a "we dont know if the pollen is still there, but we let it happen bc we wanted it" typa ending. PLS BEGGING YALLS i cannot seem to find it. my phone crashed before i was even abt to click anything :((

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HOLY SHIT I had a backlog of few chapters but THINGS ARE GETTING INTERESTING AND COMPLEX (Also, the longer this story goes, the more I kinda pity Bucky and hate Steve!)

The Imperfect Couple - 15

Character: politician!Bucky x ex-wife!reader

Summary: A separated couple must pretend to be happily married while the husband runs for Vice President, dealing with old issues and political pressures during his election campaign.

Warning: The couple's arguments could be triggering.

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“Seems like you're declaring war on me,” Bucky said, his voice steady but his eyes narrowing slightly.

“Does it sound like that? Forgive me.” Steve set the golf club down, a smirk playing on his lips. “What I meant is, we have to be aware of everything. We're this close to winning.”

“I agree.” Bucky replied, his expression calm, though his mind churned with unspoken thoughts.

“This is why I trust you.” Steve clapped him on the shoulder. “Remember, we're playing in the highest league now.”

Steve paused before adding casually, “By the way, my son wants to visit Nate. Is that okay with you?”

“I'll let my wife and Nate know,” Bucky responded, his voice neutral, though he felt a flicker of unease.

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When Bucky got home, he saw you sitting cross-legged on the floor with Nate, working on a puzzle together. You both seemed relaxed, unaware of the weight he carried from the conversation with Steve. He walked over, his movements deliberate, and knelt beside Nate.

“Nate, buddy, can you go to your room for a bit? I need to talk to your aunt,” Bucky said gently, placing a hand on Nate’s shoulder.

Nate, always obedient, nodded. “Okay, Uncle Bucky,” he said before scooping up a few puzzle pieces and heading inside.

Once it was just the two of you, you glanced at Bucky and noticed his exhausted expression. He looked like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“What? Did something worse just hit you?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

Bucky took a breath, his jaw tightening. “Did you just involve Ian?” His tone was calm, but his eyes betrayed his frustration.

You widened your eyes, momentarily caught off guard by the question. That single look was enough for him to sigh deeply, running a hand through his hair. “I…” His hands clenched into fists momentarily. He wanted to be angry, knowing full well this would put you on Steve’s radar.

“Just… tell Ian to slow down,” Bucky muttered, clearly uneasy.

“I can’t,” you said softly but firmly. “The way Ian works is far more efficient than anything I could do.”

Bucky rubbed his temples, his frustration mounting. “Then I hope God protects him.”

“Bucky…” you stepped closer, your voice serious. “Be honest with me. Is he in danger?”

Bucky looked down, his hands braced on the counter, his shoulders tense. “Steve just gave me a warning. It won’t matter to him if there’s blood on his hands.”

Your heart dropped. ‘Fuck,’ you thought as panic began to bubble inside. You immediately grabbed your phone and dialed Ian, but there was no answer. Frustration and fear mingled in your chest as you quickly texted him instead: Be careful. Eyes and ears everywhere.

You glanced at Bucky, your stomach twisting. “By the way, the Rogers twins want to come here to play with Nate,” Bucky added as if it were a casual comment, though his voice carried an edge.

“You allowed that?” you asked, the disbelief evident in your tone.

The mention of the twins unsettled you. Your mind flashed back to watching The Shining in secret with Tim, and how the twins in that movie had always given you the creeps. That eerie feeling wasn’t just from the film anymore—it was rooted in real life. You had learned the truth: William and Charles, Steve's sons, had a reputation for bullying other students. The thought of them around Nate made your skin crawl.

Would they be a good influence on Nate? You highly doubted it.

Bucky gave a tired shrug. “I can’t say no to the future president, right?”

You pressed your lips into a thin line, knowing there was little you could do to stop it. But one thing was clear—you would be keeping a very close eye on them when they came to visit.

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The twins arrived at the house, their faces lit up with matching grins, excitement practically radiating off them. Nate, catching sight of them, bolted to the door, his small body bouncing with joy.

"William! Charles!" Nate called out, bouncing on his toes as he welcomed them in. His innocent joy was palpable—he was simply happy to have people he knew coming to play with him.

"Hey, buddy," William said, ruffling Nate’s hair as they walked inside.

After a brief exchange, they settled in front of the game console, and soon, the twins had chosen a violent shooter game. The screen flickered with gunfire and explosions, the sound effects jarring in the otherwise quiet room. Nate, seated between them, initially watched in awe but quickly became uncomfortable.

His tiny hands shot up to cover his eyes, and he flinched with every loud noise, his body tense as he pressed himself into the couch. He covered his ears, trying to block out the unsettling sounds, but he didn’t say a word, not wanting to ruin the moment.

You watched from a distance, trying not to be the nosy adult. You wanted to give them space, but seeing Nate’s frightened reaction twisted something in your gut. Likewise, you couldn’t stand by anymore. Walking over to the boys, you kept your tone polite, but firm.

“Guys,” you said, your voice cutting through the sounds of the game, “is there another game that’s not as scary? Look, Nate’s getting scared.”

William glanced down at Nate, who was huddled close to him. “Oh, why didn’t you say something, buddy?” he said, patting Nate’s shoulder as if that would fix everything.

Charles sighed and turned off the violent game, switching to something more child-friendly. "Here, we’ve got a game for you, Nate." He scrolled through the options and selected a bright, colorful one with cartoon rabbits running a restaurant.

The second the screen changed, Nate’s face lit up. “Wow!” he exclaimed, his fear dissolving as he leaned forward, eager to play. The teenage boys, now seemingly patient, guided him through the simple controls, explaining how to serve food to the cartoon animals. You felt a wave of relief. Maybe—just maybe—the twins weren’t as bad as you had feared.

Later, the boys decided to go swimming. You sat on a poolside chair, keeping a close eye on Nate. He was wearing a floatie around his small frame, happily splashing in the shallow end while William and Charles horsed around further away.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed. It was Ian. "H...ell...o"

You stood up, checking the signal, which was terrible. Frowning, you moved toward the balcony. The pool was indoors, so you stepped outside, hoping for better reception.

“I just got your text,” Ian said when the call finally connected. His voice was rough, but you could hear his smirk through the line. “You know this isn’t going to stop me.”

“I’m serious, Ian,” you replied, leaning against the balcony rail. “Bucky told me directly. You’re in danger.”

A pause, and then Ian’s voice, low and almost teasing, came through. “Hmm… Guess where I am right now?”

You sighed, trying to play along. “London? Since you went home, right?”

“Nope. Paris. And I’ve found something—something lethal enough to kill Steve,” Ian said, his tone dark with implication.

Paris? You froze. Was this related to Hazel? Your heart pounded with a new surge of anxiety. “Ian, don’t—”

But before you could finish, you heard it. A splash—loud, frantic. You turned around, the blood draining from your face. In the water, you saw a small hand desperately reaching out, the floatie floating uselessly nearby. It was Nate.

Panic gripped you like a vice. “Nate!” you screamed, dropping your phone as you sprinted back inside.

Without hesitation, you dove into the pool, your body hitting the cold water like a shock to your system. Your hands reached for him, pulling Nate’s tiny, trembling body to the surface. His arms latched around your neck in a vice grip, coughing and sputtering as you lifted him from the water.

He gasped, burying his face against your shoulder, his small body shaking as he clung to you. “He…he can’t swim!” you snapped at the twins, your voice filled with raw anger.

William and Charles stood there on the edge of the pool, unfazed. “That’s why we were teaching him,” they answered in unison, their tone almost dismissive.

Nate let out a pained cough, his voice weak. “My nose hurts…” he whimpered, rubbing his face against your neck.

Your heart ached at the sight of him, vulnerable and hurt. Anger surged through you like a tidal wave, and you glared at the twins. You remembered that they both just watched while Nate was drowning. Without raising your voice, you pointed to the door, your finger shaking with fury. “Get out. Now.”

The command echoed in the room, sharp and unforgiving. William and Charles flinched, startled by the intensity in your voice. Without a word, they quickly grabbed their things, shooting one last glance at each other before rushing out the door.

You stayed in the pool, holding Nate close, your teeth gritted in anger and your heart still pounding. You knew then—those boys were never going to be allowed near Nate again. Not after this.

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The twins walked into the Roger household, their shoulders slumped, clearly sensing the storm waiting for them. Behind them, Peggy followed with a stern but composed expression. As they stepped further into the room, the tension was palpable—Steve stood there, arms crossed, his face hard as stone. He had heard everything from you, and his sons could feel his fury even before he said a word.

William and Charles instinctively moved closer to Peggy, seeking the safety of her presence as if she could shield them from the inevitable.

Peggy, sensing the mounting tension, stepped forward slightly, her voice calm but firm. “Steve, calm down. I will talk to them.”

Steve let out a frustrated sigh, his clenched jaw releasing only slightly. “I’m not going to yell,” he said through gritted teeth. “But I need to say something.”

He fixed his cold gaze on his sons. “Both of you will be homeschooled from now on.”

The twins’ faces fell in disbelief. “Dad, no!” William blurted, and Charles’ mouth hung open, too stunned to speak.

“I know,” Steve said, his voice quieter now, but there was no softness in it. “I know the main reason for your behavior is because your mother and I have been too busy for you. We never spent time together as a family.” His arms unfolded, and to their surprise, he pulled them into a hug. “So, homeschooling is the best option, isn’t it?” His tone sounded almost tender, but underneath it lay a cold warning.

William and Charles glanced at each other, then back at Peggy, silently pleading for her to intervene. But she didn’t. She stood still, her lips pressed tightly together, offering no rescue.

“Good children don’t question their parents,” Steve said, his voice dropping low. “You just say, ‘Yes, father.’”

The twins swallowed hard, a sinking feeling settling in their chests. “Yes, father,” they muttered in unison, their voices barely above a whisper. It felt as though their every move would now be monitored.

Steve’s lips curled into a smile, but it wasn’t warm—it was the smile of a man in control. “Good. Now, go back to your rooms.”

The boys moved quietly, retreating upstairs, the weight of Steve’s words heavy on their shoulders.

Once they were out of sight, Steve’s smile faded. He turned toward Peggy, his tone biting. “This is why I never wanted to send them to boarding school in the first place. They needed parental guidance, not strict school rules.”

Peggy’s eyes narrowed, a tired look crossing her face. “Don’t start again, Steve. That decision was made by my father.”

Steve’s expression darkened at the mention of her father. His voice dripped with bitterness. “Oh yeah, him. I almost forgot. I’m glad he’s dead.”

Peggy’s face tensed, a flare of anger sparking in her eyes. “When will you stop badmouthing my father?”

Steve’s cold stare met hers. “Never.”

Steve had lived a life bound by duty, his role in the military shaping every part of him. He was a good soldier—respected, disciplined, and obedient. But despite his loyalty, promotions came slowly. His lack of a powerful family background meant he was always overlooked by those with better connections. Essentially, Steve was an orphan—without anyone to vouch for him, he was left behind.

He knew how the system worked. If you didn’t have the right name, the right family, there was always a price to pay. And Steve had paid it, doing the dirty work of his superiors without question, sacrificing his principles just to keep his place. The worst part of it all was that his commanding officer, General Carter, was his father-in-law.

Every step of his career, Steve had been a puppet for the man who held both his professional and personal life in his hands. The weight of it bore down on him every day.

“Good soldiers don’t ask why,” General Carter always said this to him. “They just say, ‘Yes, sir.’”

"Yes, sir." Steve answer it like he's a robot.

At some point, Steve had everything he’d ever thought he wanted—marriage, a steady career, money, and status. On paper, he should have been happy. But he wasn’t. His life felt dull, empty, like the spark had been drained from it.

The day he realized the truth hit him like a punch in the gut. He wasn’t his own man—he was nothing more than a tool for his father-in-law, a puppet dancing to someone else’s tune.

That was the moment he had enough. The frustration, the years of silently obeying, simmered into anger. He wanted to be the one in control. He was tired of taking orders—he wanted to be the one giving them.

Steve’s life had been dull for years, a constant routine of military duties, politics, and the weight of expectations. Until the day he met Hazel. She was much younger than him—vibrant, full of life—and he was supposed to give her advice, to help steer her back home. Julius and Caroline had asked him to help their daughter stop running away. But when Steve sat with Hazel and listened to her story, something shifted. Her reasons for running, the pressures she felt—her life mirrored his own struggles. For the first time in years, he felt empathy.

He told her, quietly, “If you ever need someone to talk to, you can find me.”

And from there, things changed. They grew closer, and eventually, more intimate. He knew it was wrong—cheating on his family, betraying his friends—but for the first time, Steve felt alive again. The numbness of his life vanished in her presence, replaced by something that burned, something real. And then came Nate, the baby born out of that connection, out of a love he hadn’t felt in years.

Steve’s thoughts snapped back to the present. His jaw clenched tightly as he faced Peggy. “Did you tell them to hurt Nate?”

Peggy stood her ground, her face a mix of frustration and cold calculation. “No,” she said flatly. “But they’re smart enough to figure out why their father cares so much about that kid, and why he’s always…” She hesitated, her lips curling into a thin smile. “Spending time with his little girlfriend. Maybe they’re just releasing their anger.”

Steve’s fists tightened until his knuckles turned white. “When I get into the White House, you won’t be coming with me.”

Peggy’s eyes narrowed, but she didn’t flinch. “And what then?” she said with a mocking tilt to her voice. “You think you’re going to put that girl in my place? Have you forgotten who you are? You were a beggar, crawling to my father for help.”

Steve’s eyes darkened, a dangerous calm settling over him. “And this beggar has crawled his way to victory,” he said slowly, his voice low but filled with menace. “You can act high and mighty because of me. Don’t forget that I can take it all away from you.” He stepped closer, his words laced with venom. “Remember how your family got their business permits? How they were saved from corruption charges and tax evasion? That was because of me.”

Peggy let out a scoff, her eyes filled with disdain. “You think you’re a king now?” She crossed her arms, shaking her head. “I actually pity her, you know. Because one day, she’ll feel exactly what I felt. You’ll never be satisfied, Steve. You’ll never have enough.”

She turned to leave, her hand on the door. Before stepping out, Peggy glanced back at him, her eyes filled with cold certainty. “Never.”

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You sat beside Nate, your heart heavy as you watched his small chest rise and fall, his face flushed with fever. The doctor had just left, handing you a bottle of medicine. "Make sure he drinks this, and let him rest completely," he’d said before exchanging a few quiet words with Bucky and leaving the apartment.

Nate’s red, feverish face made your heart ache. He had been through so much in just a few hours. You gently wiped a damp cloth over his forehead as Bucky sat beside you, silent and tense.

"Never, ever let Nate be alone with them again," you said, your voice firm.

Bucky nodded, his expression serious. "I agree. And I’m sorry. I never thought they’d pull something like that."

“Don’t underestimate underage kids,” you warned, your voice sharp. “There are so many cases where perpetrators can’t be jailed because they’re underage.”

Bucky’s jaw tightened. "Noted. I won’t forget that."

A brief silence passed, then you asked, “Have you called Hazel?”

“I tried, but I couldn’t reach her. I called her assistant, though.”

You nodded, your mind still spinning. The memory of Nate sinking beneath the water haunted you, but there was something else gnawing at you—you hadn’t finished your conversation with Ian.

Excusing yourself, you left the room and grabbed your phone, your stomach dropping when you noticed the cracked screen from when you’d dropped it before diving into the pool.

You dialed Ian’s number, your fingers trembling as you pressed it to your ear. The first ring echoed, unanswered. Your heart pounded faster. The second ring—nothing. A cold sense of unease crept into your chest. Why wasn’t he answering?

On the third try, the ringing stopped abruptly, and you exhaled in relief. “Hello? Ian?” you asked quickly, your voice tight with worry.

There was a pause on the other end, then a voice you didn’t expect—familiar, but not Ian’s.

“Y/N?”

You froze, confusion flooding your mind. “Hazel? Why are you answering Ian’s phone?” Panic started to rise inside you, the pieces beginning to fall into place. Ian had gone to Paris. He had found something—something connected to Hazel and Steve.

“He… he can’t answer it,” Hazel whispered, her voice breaking.

Your breath caught in your throat, a chill racing down your spine. “Why?” The word came out in a shaky breath.

There was a long silence before Hazel finally spoke, her words hitting you like a sledgehammer.

“Because he’s dead.”

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Mafia (?) Bucky x Reader Hello all! I have been itching again since my memory decided to tickle me a bit by giving fic details with no title. It would be very helpful to know this fic! Its Mob Bucky with Waitress (?) reader, i think she works at a diner then they had a thing but bucky suddenly started parading Dot or some other girl in the place that she works in. Im not sure if bucky asks specifically for her to serve them to rub it in her face but in the end, it was revealed that he was only trying to make her jealous because the reader was seen with what he thought was another guy but turns out it was her sister's bf asking for help in buying a ring. They still make up an end up together tho! and I remember reader saying smthng like shes not another notch on his belt? or his bed post? something that says bucky is a manwhore HAHAHAH and she wont fall for his tricks (this is all before she knew bucky was pretending)

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I found it! Thank you so much @capmanranger for helping me! I have been looking for it for a while 😭. You literally made my day, sending you positive energy!!

It’s Looking For A Heartbeat by @/justreadingfanfics

Hey yall! Would you help a girl out and find this certain Bucky series? I basically wrote a whole ass summary but still can remember the title nor the author of it 😭

The story is about the reader breaking up with and leaving bucky for a “better” job that is far. Her job was not that far from the avengers, I think for shield? Or something like that. Ofcourse, Bucky was devastated. Someone was there to help him sometime later bc he was just so down. A therapist.(I think her name was anna). Then, the reader came back. Ofcourse Bucky was still hurt. And the therapist was his safe space/someone like his girlfriend(?)/best friend bc he was very close with the therapist and the therapist is so sweet. The reader saw this when she came back and ofc she was pretty sad. Bucky and the reader ended up sleeping together. But Bucky was mad and said somethings after.

He then started dating the therapist (which Steve thinks is a very bad idea bc they all see how Bucky is still in love with the reader. He may care and love and feel comfortable with therapist but it ain’t the same with reader.) Steve or the reader? I’m not sure. But someone told him that it’s a bad idea bc he would end up hurting three people, himself, the reader, and the therapist. But he still believes that he could “love” the therapist.

Then tension is still there when one night, the reader called Bucky bc she just found out that she was pregnant (from their activity before) but Bucky refused to even talk to her, anything about their relationship. So he never knew, until the reader was on an accident. He was the reader’s emergency contact and when he went to the hospital, he found out that the reader was pregnant. That same day, he was about to leave for a vacation with the therapist(they’re dating at this point). But yeah, the emergency happened. Then the therapist confessed that she basically manipulated the situation. After knowing that the reader was pregnant, she apparently told the reader that she has been the one to pick Bucky up after the reader left, and that the reader shouldn’t even tell Bucky she’s pregnant, bc Bucky would be so much better off without the reader, and would be so much better with her. That the pregnancy and the child would hold him back from being happy with her. She knew and said all of these before the accident. So Bucky was kinda mad/disappointed and hurt for being manipulated. So he broke things off with the therapist.

He then became present in reader’s life in every step of her pregnancy, till birth, even after. They have been good at co parenting. They have been acting like a family, but I think they decided not to say anything about their “romantic relationship” in hopes of not ruining the good that they have. They continued to live like a happy “unconfirmed” family but eventually got together.

Then the day that their daughter celebrated her birthday was the day she was also kidnapped. They worked together to get her back. And they did! I think they found their daughter in a hydra base, contained in a clear/transparent soundproofed cube-like trap. Bucky was able to open the cube but saw that there were agents coming. So he pushed the reader and their daughter back inside the cube. Smashed the controller so no one could open the cube, and then fought all the agents by himself. After that he was pretty upset that their daughter was present while he was brutal and violent even though he asked the reader to as much as possible cover her eyes when he was fighting and passing through the dead bodies. The reader assured him that he was great bc he protected them. After such, Bucky became a stay at home dad while the reader was the one going on a mission.

The last scene was, the reader going home from a mission earlier than expected, then she later announced it was bc she was pregnant. Then, Bucky and their daughter proposed to her. That’s itttt! I really hope you could help me 😭 ive been tryna look for it for days already. Thank you so much in advance!

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Hey yall! Would you help a girl out and find this certain Bucky series? I basically wrote a whole ass summary but still can remember the title nor the author of it 😭

The story is about the reader breaking up with and leaving bucky for a “better” job that is far. Her job was not that far from the avengers, I think for shield? Or something like that. Ofcourse, Bucky was devastated. Someone was there to help him sometime later bc he was just so down. A therapist.(I think her name was anna). Then, the reader came back. Ofcourse Bucky was still hurt. And the therapist was his safe space/someone like his girlfriend(?)/best friend bc he was very close with the therapist and the therapist is so sweet. The reader saw this when she came back and ofc she was pretty sad. Bucky and the reader ended up sleeping together. But Bucky was mad and said somethings after.

He then started dating the therapist (which Steve thinks is a very bad idea bc they all see how Bucky is still in love with the reader. He may care and love and feel comfortable with therapist but it ain’t the same with reader.) Steve or the reader? I’m not sure. But someone told him that it’s a bad idea bc he would end up hurting three people, himself, the reader, and the therapist. But he still believes that he could “love” the therapist.

Then tension is still there when one night, the reader called Bucky bc she just found out that she was pregnant (from their activity before) but Bucky refused to even talk to her, anything about their relationship. So he never knew, until the reader was on an accident. He was the reader’s emergency contact and when he went to the hospital, he found out that the reader was pregnant. That same day, he was about to leave for a vacation with the therapist(they’re dating at this point). But yeah, the emergency happened. Then the therapist confessed that she basically manipulated the situation. After knowing that the reader was pregnant, she apparently told the reader that she has been the one to pick Bucky up after the reader left, and that the reader shouldn’t even tell Bucky she’s pregnant, bc Bucky would be so much better off without the reader, and would be so much better with her. That the pregnancy and the child would hold him back from being happy with her. She knew and said all of these before the accident. So Bucky was kinda mad/disappointed and hurt for being manipulated. So he broke things off with the therapist.

He then became present in reader’s life in every step of her pregnancy, till birth, even after. They have been good at co parenting. They have been acting like a family, but I think they decided not to say anything about their “romantic relationship” in hopes of not ruining the good that they have. They continued to live like a happy “unconfirmed” family but eventually got together.

Then the day that their daughter celebrated her birthday was the day she was also kidnapped. They worked together to get her back. And they did! I think they found their daughter in a hydra base, contained in a clear/transparent soundproofed cube-like trap. Bucky was able to open the cube but saw that there were agents coming. So he pushed the reader and their daughter back inside the cube. Smashed the controller so no one could open the cube, and then fought all the agents by himself. After that he was pretty upset that their daughter was present while he was brutal and violent even though he asked the reader to as much as possible cover her eyes when he was fighting and passing through the dead bodies. The reader assured him that he was great bc he protected them. After such, Bucky became a stay at home dad while the reader was the one going on a mission.

The last scene was, the reader going home from a mission earlier than expected, then she later announced it was bc she was pregnant. Then, Bucky and their daughter proposed to her. That’s itttt! I really hope you could help me 😭 ive been tryna look for it for days already. Thank you so much in advance!

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Real or Not Real? Series Masterlist

Summary: Bucky made a bet with Steve that he would have a girlfriend before their trip back home to Brooklyn. Steve is bringing Nat and Bucky doesn’t want to be the third wheel. When he forgets about the bet until a few weeks before the trip, he asks you to be his fake girlfriend in a panic. Just one week, that’s it. But the line between real and fake quickly becomes blurred, leaving you to wonder if you’re really playing pretend anymore.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff

Tags: fake dating, eventual “there’s only one bed”/sharing a bed, mutual pining, slight friends to lovers, slight angst, canon divergence, 

Total word count: 14.7K

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the warmth of winter || B.B Masterlist

Summary: You’re home for the holidays after landing your dream job. When your dad’s old army friend stops by for the month, he makes waves immediately. Your little vacation is disrupted… for better or for worse? Nobody has to know.

Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x (Fem) Reader 

Trope: Fast-Paced Romance; DBF!Bucky AU; Holiday Romance

Based on the Song: ‘Illicit Affairs’ by Taylor Swift

Total Word Count: 53,300+

Warnings: This mini-series deals with heavy sexual situations, unwanted workplace harassment, an intense exhibitionism kink, as well as an age difference kink. Individual warnings are listed chapter-by-chapter. You are responsible for your own media consumption: this work is strictly 18+ only. This is purely fanfiction. 

Author’s Note: This holiday fanfic contains all the lovely tropes and cliche’s we love in our holiday movies. We’ve got the descriptive lights, the presents, the family gatherings, the old voices of reason, and all the love. It’s not only a romance, but it’s a love story of friends and family. Basically a mini Avengers AU for the holiday season.

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The long-awaited, naughty, and festive tale of DBFBucky is here! Hope you all enjoy. xxMoni

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