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Last Updated: 2023-12-24

Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite James 'Bucky' Barnes stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

Legend: 〔E〕 ⇢ Erotic/Steamy | 〔F〕 ⇢ Fluff | 〔A〕 ⇢ Angst/Hurt 〔M〕 ⇢ Minor Angst/Hurt | 〔C〕 ⇢ Comfort | ♥︎ ⇢ Established Relationship | 𑁍 ⇢ Pregnancy/Children | 🚫 ⇢ Content Warning

❆ Mission Mistletoe by spilledkauffie • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Sam sets up Bucky at a Christmas party"

❆ Mistletoe Gram by coffee-with-bucky • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Steve sends a web-swinging superhero to deliver a mistletoe gram to his best friend and his date"

❆ Not Another Day by imamotherfuckingstar-lord • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Bucky tries to convince you he's serious about his feelings —you think he's just drunk."

❆ Christmas Comfort by wewritesoyoucanenjoy • 〔F〕 •

❆ Christmas Day by jewels2876 • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

❆ Christmas with You by mostly-marvel-musings • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Comfy by jewels2876 • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Forever by oneshots-imagines-and-that • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Good Night My Super Soldier by imaginingawholenewworld • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Home for Christmas by iwillbeinmynest • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Merry Christmas Beautiful by oneshots-imagines-and-that • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Most Beautiful Sight in Brooklyn, the by multifandomhaven • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Not Alone by jpat82 • 〔F〕 •

❆ One Cold Night by iwillbeinmynest • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Perfect Present, the by wewritesoyoucanenjoy • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Pizza and Movies by imerdwarf • 〔F〕 •

❆ Snow Day by fearlessmercenaryimagines-blog • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Vinyl by imamotherfuckingstar-lord • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Celebrating Christmas w/ Bucky… by espinosaurusrexex • 〔F〕 •

❆ Spending Winters w/ Bucky by teamatsumu • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

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Authors: @coffee-with-bucky || @espinosaurusrexex || @fearlessmercenaryimagines-blog || @imaginingawholenewworld || @imamotherfuckingstar-lord || @imerdwarf || @iwillbeinmynest || @jewels2876 || @jpat82 || @mostly-marvel-musings || @multifandomhaven || @oneshots-imagines-and-that || @spilledkauffie || @teamatsumu || @wewritesoyoucanenjoy ||

[imerdwarf]

The Little Spoon

Requested by anonymous: To my fellow 4”7 person! Could you do a beefy!bucky x short!reader fic where Bucky gets teased cus the team find out he likes to be the little spoon when they cuddle🥰🥰

Pairing: Beefy!Bucky X short!reader

Warnings: fluff, beefy Bucky, mentions of spooning, teasing from the team 😍

Word Count: 1,057

Author's Notes: To my fellow 4'7" requestor, thank you I love you! Thank you for your request and I really hope you like it 🥰 there's no violence, the gif is used just to purely accentuate his beefyness 😏

This wasn't meant to happen, you weren't supposed to fall asleep on the couch in the common room where the chance of another avenger walking in and seeing you asleep would be higher than 90%.

It wasn't meant to happen but yet it did. Your sleepless night was partially to blame and Bucky's own restless night of tossing and turning didn't help things either.

The day was long enough without the sleepiness overbearing you, and when Bucky suggested you cuddle on the couch to watch a Disney movie, you were in no position to decline such an offer.

The only real issue was, you were well under 5ft tall and your beefy muscled super soldier boyfriend was a staggering 6'1" mountain of a man. You were so small next to him, his whole body could envelope you and you would disappear.

The other little snag was, Bucky just loved being the little spoon. He loved the feel of you behind him with your face on his strong back and your little arms not even reaching all the way around his waist, he loved how your shorter legs would intertwine with his.

So when he put the movie on, he positioned his body in front of you with his back to your chest. He found it the most comfortable and he was a lot of man to cuddle. His muscles would ripple under your touch and his skin was as hot as a furnace. And your size has never been an issue in the past, and truthfully, you really loved being the big spoon because it meant it would be warmer for you during the long winter months.

It was a secret to the two of you since nobody else knew of it. They always teased how he would most likely integrate you into the mattress if you were his little spoon just from his sheer size and weight.

Out of all the avengers on the team, Sam Wilson was the most curious about what the two of you would get up to. He would often nitpick Bucky's brain to find out how you cuddle since you're so little.

It just so happened to be that today would be the day Sam Wilson would indeed find out your little secret when he walked into the common room with an empty bottle of water and his earphones dangling around his neck.

A grin smeared across his face when he took in the sight of the two of you on the couch, your arm hanging off Bucky's waist and your lips parted while Bucky was absolutely gone with the angels, snores, grunts, and mumbles past his wide open mouth and his hair curtains his face.

"Oh man, I got you now." Sam snickers, taking his phone out of his pocket to snap a photo or 10. "You wait until I show these to the team when I'm back from Siberia."

***

The days that Sam was away, was pure heaven for Bucky because of the peace and quiet that was found in every room of the compound.

The peace would soon be over as Bucky could hear his loud voice from all the way in the kitchen, what confused Bucky was the dying of laughter noises coming from at least two other people.

Sheepishly, Bucky walked through the common room shirtless and his black skintight sweatpants hanging low on his waist, his bare feet slapped against the tiles that were warmed up thanks to the underfloor heating.

As he predicted, Clint and Natasha were seated around the kitchen island and Sam was showing them something hilarious from his phone when Bucky entered, clearing his throat.

Sam quickly hid his smirk and shoved his phone back in his pocket. Bucky eyed the two people who were having trouble keeping the smirks off their faces.

"What's going on?" Bucky questions, smoothing his hair out of his face with his hand.

"Nothin', just showing them something from my mission." Sam answers, proud of himself because he did so without cracking up.

"Oh, okay. Must be something hilarious then, could hear you bunch of squawkers from the hallway." Bucky sighs, walking over to the coffee pot where he reaches up into the cupboard for two mugs.

"Bucky?" Natasha clears her throat and gets his attention, he raises an eyebrow to prompt her to continue, "do you want a big spoon or a little spoon?" She asks, holding up the two different size spoons, sending Clint and Sam into fits of giggles around him.

"What are you talking about?" Bucky shakes his head, and reaches into the drawer for a small spoon.

"Did you choose the little spoon for a reason?" Clint presses, hiding his smirk behind his coffee.

"So it can fit in my cup? Seriously, what is with the spoon questions?!"

"The thing is...." Sam starts with a pat on Bucky's back before swinging his arm over his shoulder, "the difference between a big spoon and little spoon is the size."

"Obviously..." Bucky rolls his eyes, done with this nonsense. Sam drops his arms and takes the spoons from Natasha to make his point clear.

"So when you have a big spoon and a little spoon and they spoon together, you see what I mean?" Sam explains, holding the little spoon behind the big spoon and losing it when Bucky's eyes widened.

Finally, he got it.

"How did you know I like being the little spoon?!"

"Relax, maybe next time choose to spoon in your room instead of on the couch where you're recorded and can be spotted by anyone."

"There's nothing wrong with being the little spoon," Clint adds with a smile that turns into a grin, "except maybe when you're dating a much shorter person than yourself and their arms don't reach all the way round your body, then it's time for photos because it's so rare and cute."

Bucky points his fingers in Sam's face who quickly backs away, his smirk not faltering as Bucky stalks closer.

"You- you took photos of us?"

"I did."

"Who saw them besides the people in this room?"

"Tony didn't and-"

"Good morning folks!" Tony sing-songs walking into the kitchen with his glass tablet in his hand, "good morning to you BFG. Where is Yoda this a.m.?"

"Sam! I'm gonna kill you!"

"What's going on? What's with all the yelling?" The tension in the kitchen shifted as everyone's heads snapped towards your sleepy figure in the doorway in your Bucky's oversized T-Shirt and messy hair. Your eyebrows furrow when everyone's expression was worrying you, as though you had just caught them doing something you shouldn't have.

Taglist: @smokeybluebrooke-lyn @pinkdiamond1016 @whatrambles @bestofbucky @ladyeliot @skkye

[eurynome827]

"I Told You So, Didn't I?"

This is happening because the sweet and wonderful @imerdwarf made me a divider for my fics and I told our mutual buddy @fxckbuckyscoming that it made me feel like writing something just so I could use it, so her message back was a prompt 😂 Chickadees, you're both lovely and I'm so happy to know you.

Prompt: What about a drabble based off this prompt “I told you so, didn’t I?” With a character of your choosing?

No Warnings: just sass and fluff!

I choose Bucky 💓

"Hey, doll."

"Hi, babe!" You answered him, happily curled up on the couch with your favorite blanket and a glass of wine in your hand. "How was your day?"

Bucky flopped down next to you and pressed a kiss to your cheek, scrunching his nose when you turned your head to nuzzle into his neck. "S'better now. Your nose is cold!"

"Well, I missed my favorite source of heat," you straightened up, sipping from your glass, and raised an eyebrow as Bucky's hand shot out to take it and raise it to his lips. "You won't like it." He sipped before you were done speaking, and you giggled as he pulled a face, handing the glass back to you. "I told you so, didn't I? It's too sweet for your taste."

This time he leaned in close to kiss your neck, his stubble scratching your skin softly and your breath stalling in your throat. "I like you and you're sweet."

"Hmm," you hummed in response, leaning forward to put your glass down on the table. "I'm not always sweet."

Bucky's hands moved under your blanket, pulling you closer and into his lap. "You're always sweet for me."

[theycallmebecca]

For DDs: "I thought I made myself clear already."

Thank you for this prompt @imerdwarf and thank you to @nano--raptor who helped me when I was finding myself stumped. This one is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club

Title: Getting Even

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Rating: PG

Warnings: n/a

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.

"Oh shit," you hear someone say. "Someone pissed off Cap."

As you're in the busy cafeteria, you don't think anything of it. Someone was always doing something to irritate Captain Rogers, or so it seemed.

An uncomfortable silence fills the room and you look up from your book to find Steve Rogers standing before you, his hands on his hips and his hair bright red.

Your mouth drops and you stare at him in shock.

"I thought I made myself clear already," he says in a stern voice that has a layer of threat under it. "But apparently I was not clear enough when I ordered you to stop the childish pranks."

"That wasn't me!" you exclaim, pushing your chair back in outrage.

He produces a bottle from out of nowhere and tosses it onto the table.

You curse when you see your name written on the bottle. He knows your handwriting. But you also know that you had nothing to do with your shampoo bottle ending up in his shower.

"I don't know what's going on," you tell him as you subtly search the area around you. All the faces are watching you and Captain Rogers. Except two. You narrow your eyes and nod your head in their direction.

Steve's gaze follows yours and you see his jaw tighten as he recognizes the two trouble makers.

Instead of going after his best friends, he orders you to grab your stuff and then leads you out of the cafeteria.

You meet Sam and Bucky's eyes as you and Steve pass. The amusement is gone from their eyes and they look worried. They should be.

The prank battle might have started between you, Bucky and Sam, but after Steve told you three to stop, you had. The other two goons clearly hadn't and they had set you up.

Steve leads you to his office and then closes the door.

"I can't believe I'm about to say this," he sighs before he turns to look at you. "But judging by the look on your face, I don't think you were part of this prank."

"I wasn't," you agree. "But those two assholes as going to rue -"

"Leave those two to me," Steve tells you. "Unless…"

"Unless?" you ask.

"Pranking people isn't my thing, per say," Steve replies. "But after this -" He motions to his bright red hair. "- I'm willing to try."

A smirk spreads across your face. "I have the perfect prank," you say. "They're going to be on their guard though. Expecting something to happen."

Steve nods his head in agreement.

"Which is why we're going to wait a bit," you explain. "Let them be on edge that something is going to happen. And then, once they finally relax, that's when we'll attack."

Steve's eyes widen and he says, "Remind me never to get on your bad side."

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Six Weeks Later

You and Steve sit in the surveillance room as Bucky and Sam make their way to their rooms after returning from a mission.

"Moment of truth," you say as they unlock their doors.

May it's because they're tired from their mission or maybe they really have let their guards down, but neither takes any caution as they open their bedroom doors, a floor apart.

Just as planned, the buckets of glitter that you and Steve took great pains to setup, tip as the doors are opened and both men suddenly find themselves covered in glitter as it rains down on them.

Smiling, you and Steve exchange high fives.

[jewels2876]

For DDs: "I thought you were taller!"

Sassy

Bucky x Reader for @the-ss-horniest-book-club

warnings: mild language

Clint was staring at you; you squirmed under his intense gaze. “Clint leave her alone," Nat admonished him. He scoffed but turned his attention away. Bucky didn’t. His gaze started at the top of your head, which only came to about his chest, then traveled down your curves, taking in the shit-kickers on your feet. He realized he had to dock you at least an inch, with the heels on those things.

Steve tried to say something, to break the silence. “Welcome y/n! We were expecting you next week, I thought?” Steve turned to Tony who shrugged as if to say I’m not in charge of hiring around here.

“Pepper told me to come when I could; thought it’d take longer to get my shit in order, but here I am! So... who’s the lucky villain this week?”

“I thought you were taller!” You gave Bucky your look of death. He didn’t cower like most people did; you tilted your head, assessing him as he had you.

“Thought you were supposed to be scarier, soldier.” You turned back to Tony. “So where’s my bunk?”

Tony shot Bucky a smirk. “Right this way. I think I’m gonna like having you here y/n.”

[imerdwarf]

Omg @blueberrythor yours is adorable 😭🥺 thank you so much for tagging me in these 💜

Tagging: @ladyeliot @jobean12-blog @smokeybluebrooke-lyn and anyone else would like to play!!! 😊

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[eurynome827-fic-roulette]

Head Start

This is for my darling @buckyownsmylife and her 2k breeding kink challenge! Eyre, you're a gift. Thank you for your friendship.

My character is Steve Rogers and my AU prompt was Roommate.

Warnings: breeding kink, obviously, so smut (vague of course and this is really soft) - my blogs are 18+ spaces always. I do not give permission to translate or repost my work on other sites.

Steve Rogers was the best roommate.

Yes, even when he woke up at 5am every day to go for a run. Sure, sometimes the activity in the apartment would wake you up, but the coffee was always hot and ready for you when you woke up.

Steve was always doing little thoughtful things like that for you. Buying two kinds of milk so you always had your favorite in the fridge. Carrying your laundry bags down to the machine in the basement so you didn't have to. He had to have a sixth sense for it because he always knew when you needed a movie night, junk food and cuddles. Steve was better than all of your previous boyfriends combined...but he was only your roommate.

Unless...maybe he wasn't only your roommate.

"Steve?"

"Yeah, sweetheart?" He angled his head to catch your eye, as you looked up from where you were snuggled against his chest.

"Do you think it's weird that we always cuddle when we watch tv?"

Steve frowned, cute little lines digging into his forehead and you wanted to smooth them out with your finger. "No...why, do you not like it?"

"No, no, I do," you reassured him, "but when you get a girlfriend...or I get a boyfriend," the frown lines grew deeper, "they may not like it."

"Well, that's unacceptable. I'm always going to need cuddles from my best girl."

His best girl. How long had it been since Steve had brought someone home? He had that girlfriend when you'd moved in, and that hadn't lasted long. You'd been single since you moved in.

Why would you look for a man when you had Steve Rogers making you coffee in the morning and cuddling you on the couch in front of the TV at night?

Steve's watching some documentary about choosing the right preschools, and you're bored out of your mind. "Why are we watching this?"

Steve shrugs. "I thought it was interesting."

"It's only interesting if you have kids."

"I'm gonna have kids some day!"

"Yeah but you have to get out of here and find the woman to have the kids with first!"

Your voice was joking, but the deafening silence in the room choked off your air. You're almost too nervous to lift your head from his chest and look at his face, but you do and it's just as bad as you thought.

Steve is looking down at you like he got his hand stuck in the cookie jar. It's all over his face - he hasn't been having a hard time finding a girl, he's been deliberately not looking.

"Oh."

It's all you can think to say. It's a surprise but also there's a big part of you that's been unconsciously doing the same thing - not wanting to find someone to interrupt you playing house with Steve Rogers.

Steve Rogers, who is now staring at you like he's afraid you're going to get up and run away. But you don't.

You climb into his lap and kiss him, hard.

He's stunned for a moment until his hands find your waist, pulling you closer against him as you open up to him, letting him find what he's been seeking. You kiss until you're out of breath and then you pull away, your eyes opening slowly to find his staring back at you.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I was trying to figure out how..."

You try to shush him, kissing him again quickly. "It's okay, Steve."

"You're asking me why I'm not out trying to find a girl, and it's because I had the perfect one here with me at home."

Your heart melts down in your chest, reforged into a shape that belongs to Steve only. Grabbing his shoulders and pulling him closer, you kiss the breath from him and whisper, "take me to bed, Steve."

He almost chokes on air. "Are - are you sure?"

"Yes. Please. I want to be yours," you look into his eyes, "your best girl."

Steve stands up from the couch, carrying you to his room. "My best girl," he echos you, "mine."

"Yes," you answer breathlessly, and he lays you down carefully on his bed.

You've seen Steve without his shirt countless times, wandering around the apartment in just sweatpants. Sometimes, in just a towel fresh from the shower. He's seen you in your tiny bathrobe and your little sleep shorts, tank tops with no bra on underneath. Still, this is first time you've taken off everything and you're both moving slowly and admiring, and in Steve's case he's practically worshipping. Greeting all of your newly exposed skin with soft kisses and sweet praises and you've never felt so adored.

"Are you sure?" He asks you, hovering above you, poised to cross this boundary forever.

"Yes," you answer, feeling him hard at your entrance. "I'm yours."

You're home. You're with him, completely, soft words and kisses between you as he makes you his. You're watching how he's holding himself back, how the veins are popping out in his neck and along his arms as he holds his body up over yours. And then you remember - "you want to give me a baby, Steve?"

His eyes widen. "Sweetheart, what are you saying?"

"That's what you want, right?" You coo, running your hands over his arms and massaging his shoulders. "You want to see me all round with your baby - tell everyone that I'm yours and full of you, that we made something beautiful together."

"Oh honey," he closes his eyes a moment, his hips stuttering against yours, "yeah, yeah that's what I want."

"Then do it, Steve," your voice is low but steady, the pleading edge creeping in the closer you get to your own peak. "Take me, own me...breed me."

It's like something snaps - Steve lowers himself so he's only held up by his elbows, pressing to you more urgently everywhere. His mouth to yours, his skin to yours and especially the way he's finally let go so passionately for you, pushing inside you with purpose and making every inch of your body sing for him. You finish first, with a cry of his name, and he follows soon after with a shout, emptying himself inside you.

You're both wrapped around each other completely, reluctant to move. Steve presses his forehead to yours, holding you tightly in his arms. "I want to build our life together."

"Well, we've had a great head start."

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The One Where Steve Is A Tree Pillow by @jaaneymann

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Spicy Plants by @buckyalpine

Drunk Proclamations by @buckydarlin

Poison Me by @buckychrist

The Perogative (to have a little fun) by @captain-kelli

Sober Thoughts by @tropicalcap

Spark – by @eyesfixedonthesun22

Under The Influence – by @jobean12-blog

Love In Drunk – by @imerdwarf

Drunk sex with Bucky  by @sableseb

Never Have I Ever by @plumfondler

Drunken Shenanigans by @thesecretwriter

Drunk Bucky by @pellucid-constellations

Guys Night by @teamcap4bucky

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[jobean12-blog]

Okay, so I was scrolling through TikTok, and I saw this:

Tiktok.

I swear, I’ve never rushed to your inbox faster, I’m begging you Jo, I just know you would write this so adorably and perfectly. 😅❤️

Thank you.

When Things Get Hard

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Word Count: 460

Summary: You love to touch Bucky...and he loves it even more.

Author's Note: Hello my sweet! This really made me giggle and it made me even happier that you would think of me! LOVE THAT! I hope you're doing well and thank you bunches! Hope you enjoy! HUGS! 🥰Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by @imerdwarf

Warnings: cursing, soft fluff, giggles, implied smut and light smut (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)

Gif NOT MINE: Credit to @quantum-widow thanks so much! 🥰

“Fuck baby doll,” Bucky hums as he rolls over and pulls you into his arms.

You nuzzle into his neck and try to catch your breath.

“Mm mm,” you whisper, kissing his skin.

Your fingertips brush along his shoulders before you slide them down and grab his ass. He growls and nudges his knee between your legs. You whimper, the pressure of his thick thigh pressing against your sensitive clit making you wiggle in his embrace.

He lets out a throaty moan and you feel his cock pulse against your stomach.

“Bucky,” you giggle.

“What?” he says. “I didn’t do anything.”

You reach between your bodies and lightly dance your fingers along his silky length, gently rubbing the tip.

“So soft,” you murmur, continuing upwards and through the light trail of hair on his lower stomach.

He throbs again.

“Don’t,” he starts before you can even say a word. “This is all your fault.”

“My fault?!” you gasp. “I just want to cuddle after sex!”

You shift your body and get closer. His cock is warm and resting along your stomach and when you start to kiss along his collarbone you can feel him grow harder. You giggle into his skin.

“Stop touching me,” he says but you can hear the smile in his voice.

“But I wanna touch you Buck.”

Your fingers curl around the chain of his dog tags and you pull his lips to yours.

His cock throbs again.

“I can feel you smirking doll,” he simpers.

“I’m just cuddling,” you say with feigned innocence.

He grunts and rolls onto his back.

“Aww Buck! Come back here!” you say and pat your stomach.

He shimmies over and rests his head there, sighing when your fingers fall into his hair and you lightly scratch his scalp. You slide your hand down and along his jaw then graze them over his abs before you trace the outline of the V at his hips.

You watch his cock jump, still growing harder.

“I didn’t even touch it that time,” you snicker.

“Your fault,” he says again.

“Uh huh,” you mumble, sliding your fingers down again to stroke him.

Another bounce and you suck your bottom lip between your teeth to stifle a giggle.

“You think this is funny?” he asks before he flips himself over and pins you to the mattress.

His cock is hard and resting between your legs.

“Bucky,” you whine.

“I asked you a question doll.”

“No…” you answer but it’s hard to hide your grin.

“You’re so full of shit,” he says as his nose bumps yours.

“Rather be full of you Buck.”

He smiles just before his lips brush yours.

“Good. Because this is all your fault,” he murmurs as he slowly pushes into you.

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Baby making with Tony Stark? 👀

Baby making

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, humor, and all fluff.

.

“Trust you to use a nursery for making a baby, Tony.”

You whispered between kisses, giggling as Tony hiked your skirt up in a bunch around your waist, wasting no time in peeling your panties down to your ankles.

“I thought it’d add to the atmosphere. Which it kinda does.” Tony murmured, his voice turning into a quiet grunt as his fingers collected the wetness between your legs.

The two of you had sneaked away quietly at a social event, well, Tony had pulled you into one of the rooms while you were coming out of the bathroom - that room turned out to be the nursery of your hosts’ kid.

Trying to be as quiet as you could, you kissed down his jawline while he walked the two of you backward until your back hit a piece of furniture.

"You think we have ten minutes?" you questioned, palming Tony's cock over his pants before unbuttoning and freeing it from its constraints.

"Ten? I only need five." he grunted as your hand wrapped around his length, giving him a few pumps before lining up to your entrance.

He lifted you up before stretching your walls, pushing inside in one swift motion, stilling for a brief moment to let you adjust.

A satisfied groan left your lips as your walls stretched and the familiar faint burn receded.

"Shh there's people in the other room, Mrs. Stark.” Tony smirked, his breath barely over a whisper as he slowly drew his cock out of you and pushed back in, lifting you up and placing you on the table behind.

“That’s convenient.” He murmured, brushing the tip of his cock against your spot with each upward thrust.

“It’s a changing table.” You grinned, stifling your moans as you held onto his shoulder, your walls gripping around his cock as he brought you closer to the edge.

The gentle thuds of the piece of furniture against the wall behind and your muffled moans filled the room, your heart beating wildly against your ribcage with the thrill, half of deciding on having a kid of your own and half for sneaking around to do it.

Then again, you were married to the genius who absolutely got a kick out of things like these, most of your memorable sex adventures hadn’t taken place in a ‘normal’ bedroom.

Drowning your sounds against his skin as Tony did the same, his hips faltered as your walls clamped down on his length, his balls tightening before releasing his cum inside, his sloppy thrusts pushing it further in.

“Do you think we made a baby?”

You whispered with a dazed smile as he placed small kisses along the side of your face before carefully pulling out and helping you get dressed.

“Maybe. We sure love of try huh?”

You cracked the door open to sneak back out, checking for signs of people wandering in the hallway before signalling your husband to join you.

You mixed in with the group, acting nonchalant before your friend who was the host cornered you about your whereabouts. 

Trying your best to make up a story, you saw her smirk grow before your eyes went wide and cheeks flushed as she did nothing but point to a baby monitor in her hand.

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[imerdwarf]

I've Been Waiting

Summary: When Bucky finally asks you out on a date, you tell him your worries about your size, he quickly put that's to rest.

Prompt:

Pairing: Beefy!Bucky X short!reader

Warnings: mild pining, fluff 🥰 height difference 🙈

Author's Notes: It's @the-ss-horniest-book-club's Beefy!Bucky appreciation day and i wanted to submit a few entries 💜

Natasha grinned when she walked in the kitchen and saw the hearts pulsating out of your eye sockets. She was a spy so of course she was the first one to find out about your love for Steve's beefy friend, Bucky Barnes.

And the guy really was beefy. He wore shirts so tight that you could see just how chiselled his pecs were and that rippling defined abs he packed under there.

It wasn't just his strong muscles that made you and hot bothered, it was his marvellous thick thighs and broad strong shoulders. But it was his personality that pulled you closer to him. He was naturally quiet, reserved but well mannered and would always offer you a friendly smile if you ever crossed paths.

"You know, if you were to go over there and say hi, he might ask you out!" Nat leaned in and whispered. You faked a laugh and scoffed.

"Have you seen me? There is no way a built up man like that is going to be interested in someone half of his age and height."

Your height was probably one of the most things you were concerned about. Every member on the team were far taller than yourself, causing you to look up to everyone and look so small stood next to the heroes. Nobody really seemed to mind though, you were small but it only made them that more protective of you and they never saw it as a negative thing.

So what if you needed a step ladder to reach up into the cupboards. Someone would always be around to grab one for you. Needed a new light bulb? Steve was next door. Couldn't reach a book off your own shelf? Bucky was opposite your room.

"Oh come on Y/N. He finds you adorable." Nat scoffed, playing with the strands of your hair. You cocked an eyebrow and watched her expression carefully.

"How do you know that?"

"He told me." You gasped. "And to confirm it, if he didn't like you or wasn't interested, why is he looking over here right now?" This piqued your interest and had you glancing over in his direction. Pink dusted his cheeks as he dropped his gaze down to his lap before peeking up through his eyelashes and giggling when you were still staring at him.

"He's adorable." You whispered. Nat nodded and patted your back.

"You deserve each other. You're both adorable. Speaking of, he's coming over!" She rushed out of the kitchen before whispering something to him as they crossed paths. He nodded and walked into the kitchen.

Your insides felt like they were rearranging themselves just by being in his presence. His cologne was very intoxicating and you wouldn't mind sticking your nose in his neck to get a closer sniff.

"Hey." He whispered shyly, he combed his hair from his face with his hand and shoved both hands into his front pockets. He must have been as nervous as you.

"Hey. I like your shirt." His Henley's were the comfortable shirts in the compound, you would know because you might have borrowed them once or twice without him knowing.

"Oh thank you. I was um, I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk and go for a coffee or something?"

"Just you and me?" You gnawed on your lip and stared at his chest.

"Uh yeah." He chuckled, "It might be awkward if I'd ask myself out for a coffee."

"Wouldn't you be embarrassed by me?" Bucky's eyes widened in surprise because if anyone should be embarrassed it should be you.

"Absolutely not! Why do you say that?" Bucky chances his luck and comes to stand next to you. He tucks a piece of fallen hair behind your ear. His movements are so gentle and slow as if he's afraid of scaring you.

"I mean, I'm kinda short Buck. And you're..." You waved your hand up and down to emphasize his size and he laughed. His hair shaking around his face as he did so. He was such a beautiful sight.

"Your height doesn't make any difference to me. It'll be easier to carry you, in fact..." Bucky kneeled down to your height and patted his back. "Jump on!"

"Are you serious?!" Your short arms wrapped around his neck anyway and he was quick to hook his forearms under your knees.

"I've waited for this moment for a long time." Bucky said over his shoulder causing you to blush uncontrollably. You giggled in his ears and tightened your grip around his neck as he began to walk out of the room.

"To carry me on your back?"

Bucky laughed. His laughter vibrated against your chest as he did and you knew from this moment you would never get tired of hearing that laughter.

"To take you out on a date." He clarified.

"Well first stop, Bucky Kong. I need my jacket from my room."

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[eurynome827]

bucky x fem!reader where they hate each other and for some reason they’re fighting and yelling at each other’s faces and then they get closer and closer until bucky kisses the life out of the reader????

Another fun prompt! Thank you to @happygowriting who gave me the idea of what they should be fighting over 🥰

Warnings: so much language! My blogs are 18+ spaces always.

Where.....why??

Pushing all the other cereal boxes out of the way, and still not seeing the Reese's Puffs, you slammed the cabinet door shut and stomped to the garbage can. The lid smacked against the wall from how hard you stepped on the lever - and there, right on top, was your empty cereal box.

"MotherFUCKER!"

"Quit making such a racket in there!"

Turning slowly in the direction of the dining room, your eyes narrowed and you seethed.

Barnes.

You sauntered in and over to the table and sure enough there he was, spoon in hand and a full bowl of Reese's Puffs in front of him.

"Well, well, well...if it isn't the motherfucker in question."

Bucky pushed back from the table, standing to loom over you and dropping his voice in a completely annoying and unsexy way. "How many times do I have to tell you to watch your filthy fucking mouth?"

"How many times do I have to tell you not to touch my FUCKING cereal?!"

"Oh. Pardon me, I'm so sorry. Maybe if someone hadn't had the last bagel last night...."

You huffed, crossing your arms. "I TOLD YOU I WAS SORRY! I didn't know it was yours -"

"I went to Brooklyn for those bagels, you know they're my favorite!" His voice was rising in volume but was still growly and not at all hot, not at all.

"Well, you really shouldn't be that mad about it because it was starting to go stale. I did you a favor and saved you from a mediocre bagel, and you repay me by eating all my cereal!" You darted around Bucky and out of his reach, grabbing the bowl and shoving the spoon in your mouth.

"Goddamn it," he reached for you but you evaded him, heading for the kitchen while shoveling Reese's Puffs into your mouth as fast as you could. "You're the biggest pain in the ass I know, and THAT'S saying something."

You paused in the door, and stuck out your ass, wiggling it.

Bucky slammed his hands on the table. "That's it! Give me that bowl!"

He followed you into the kitchen and you kicked over a stool on your way around the breakfast nook, one word pushing through your mouth full of cereal. "NO."

"Give me the fucking bowl!" Now he was yelling, and you swallowed hard.

"FUCK YOU!"

Bucky stalked towards you, eyes flashing with anger and something else that you weren't sure about - maybe? You put the bowl on the counter and stood in front of it, planting yourself in resistance.

"I should give you something better to do with that smart mouth!"

You're still trying to come up with a response when you feel his lips on yours and you're stunned - completely and utterly. Bucky holds you close, his hands on your neck, thumbs brushing against your cheeks too softly for the strength of the kiss. His tongue presses against your bottom lip and it's not even a question, you're opening up for him and a little whimper catches in your throat. Damn, he's really good at this...you let go of the counter to let your fingers grip his hair and you're lost in the feeling of his lips and tongue... and that motherfucker steals the bowl off the counter and backs away from you with a grin.

"Now I know how to shut you up," he winks as the spoon goes into his mouth.

"Oh, you bastard! I fucking HATE you!"

But...do you?

[theycallmebecca]

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[jewels2876]

Bets

A/N: I'm alive... barely. So i'm catching up on my HBC Lucky in Love with the prompt Success for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​

Square filled for @star-spangled-bingo: Bucky's knife

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 280

divider by the lovely @imerdwarf​

“Bucky?”

“Yeah doll?” You smiled at the nickname.

“What happened to your ----?”

Bucky’s face flamed red. “I lost a bet.”

“Why ---?”

“I don't want to talk about it,” he grumbled.

“Does it have something to do with Rocket?” You tried to keep your features neutral. Instead of answering Bucky stalked off to his room. Your mind started whirling to devise a plan to help Bucky and the answer was so simple. “FRIDAY, send a message to the Guardians about a poker game this Friday please?"

You eyed Rocket and Quill across the table as Bucky, Steve, and Sam each considered their options. “I'm in,” Sam finally decided as he placed a miniature version of Redwing on the pile.

“In,” Bucky sighed, placing his favorite knife on top of the pile.

Steve threw his hand down declaring “I'm out.” You grinned as Rocket growled. “I don't have anything to call with.”

“Yes you do.” You cleared your throat and subtly nodded towards Bucky.

“Fine, I'm in,” Rocket muttered as Bucky's metal arm was added to the pile. Quill threw his cards down declaring himself out as well.

“Show 'em.” You pointed at Sam who had two Aces and two fours. Bucky followed suit and showed his hand, a full house of three nines and two threes. “Rocket?”

The raccoon laid his cards down with a rough laugh. “Read ‘em and weep y/n.” His full house of two tens and three jacks was impressive.

“But not as impressive as my… ROYAL FLUSH!” You cackled as you raked in the pot. You handed Bucky his arm back with a grin as Rocket sputtered at his loss. “Don't go betting with this again, okay?"

[moreidsdaughter]

moreidsdaughter’s 800 follower fic recommendations part 2

this part is all for the other fandoms i follow/pay attention to!! again i wanna bring light to content creators, especially writers, so let’s get on with this shindig!!

harry potter

the golden era

draco malfoy:

my sunshine - @mellifluousart

meet my parents - @mellifluousart

rain and sun - @mellifluousart

Rainfall - @sapphicwhxre

sweater weather - @elysianrogers

in his eyes - @dracosaurusrex

Bookworms - @dracosaurusrex

theodore nott:

as the world caves in - @kpostedsum

teddy’s girl - @cobrakaisb

baby - @cobrakaisb

harry potter:

girls like her - @sapphicwhxre

love language - @drayart

in a mood for shopping - @leydileyla

hermione granger:

dating hermione as a slytherin - @sapphicwhxre

morning melodies - @sapphicwhxre

the lighting era

remus lupin:

i love you so - @saintlike78

first date - @drayart

sweater  - @earlgreydream

dating remus lupin - @earlgreydream

sweet comfort - @heloisedaphnebrightmore

obx

rafe cameron:

simp for you - @destourtereaux

crystal clear - @strangelysamantha

dates with rafe - @goldenroutledge

stranger things

steve harrington:

sleepy - @stevesscoops

just the two of us - @captainmarvels

marvel

loki:

an unexpected turn - @lokislovingvalkyrie

wrapped with care - @grufflepuff-writes-stuff

spa day - @maiden-of-asgard

rx: toast and cuddles - @maiden-of-asgard

steve rogers:

marry me  - @buckyswintersoldiermask

ever the sweetheart  - @vibraniumwing

bucky barnes:

the touch of your skin - @imerdwarf

sweet dreams - @imerdwarf

small bump - @bucky-bucket-barnes

strawberry lips - @bucky-bucket-barnes