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The sun ☀️, the moon 🌙, and the stars ✨

Chapter 11: heat of the moment

Pairing: alpha!steve Rogers x alpha!sam Wilson x alpha!bucky Barnes x omega!reader

Word count: 3.9k

Warning: smut! All the smut… I don’t think I’ve ever written so much smut for one chapter! Heat, ruts, claiming, biting, bond marks little tiny bit of insecure reader at the end. Some oral (f receiving), tiny bit of choking (you’ll see),

A/N:I’m surprised wrote this so quickly but I had been thinking about this chapter for a while. As always let me know your thoughts, I appreciate the reblogs and comments it hyped me up to write more.

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“My heat?”

“Yeah sunshine. It makes sense we’ve been around each other nonstop for the last week and a half. It was bound to happen.”

“But it didn’t feel so-so bad last time.” You whined.

“Possibly because you’ve been with the three of us constantly.” Sam says. “What do you want to do, sunshine? We can get Bruce here to help get rid of the symptoms or…”

“Or what?”

“We could help you through it. But it’s your choice if we claim you or not.” Steve says.

“Would you want to?” Your voice was small and you were afraid that they’d say no.

“Of course we do, you’re our best girl.” Bucky speaks up.

“I’d like that. To have your marks, all three of you.” You said before groaning when you felt more slick forming between your legs. It didn’t help that their scents were stronger now, this was just your body’s way of reacting to them.

“Ok, sweetheart. Everything is your choice, we’ll do what you want. Who do you want first?”

You looked at the three of them wide eyed.

“Sunshine, you’re ok. You’re safe with us. Just say the word and we’ll stop ok?”

You nodded, your brain foggy and thinking about only one thing.

“Use your words baby.”

“What I say goes.”

“Good girl.” Sam purrs out as he sat down in the nest you’d built.

Before Steve and Bucky left you and Sam, you practically demanded their shirts to add to the nest. Their scents helped soothe you. Any of them would have been a good choice as your first but Sam had been the one you connected with first. He had eased your worries about being in a relationship not only with an alpha but with the three of them. It would only make sense that as your hindbrain took over that you’d seek that same comfort in this part of the relationship.

“Tell me what you want, omega?”

“You. I want you alpha.” You whined as you straddled his thick thighs.

Sam didn’t stop you when you played with the hem of his t-shirt and then pulled it over his head. You’d seen him shirtless plenty of times and you’ve even had a few make out sessions that also ended with him shirtless but this was different. Sam placed his hands on your waist and pulled you closer before crashing his lips into yours. He only pulls away to take off your shirt and then his lips are on your neck and chest until he takes your nipple in his mouth. Your hips jerk forward as a reaction to his ministrations. Especially when his hand finds its place between your thighs and is expertly teasing your clit.

“Sam please.”

“I’ve got you. I’m gonna make you feel good.” He murmured against your skin.

Without warning he ripped the leggings you were wearing. Which was a good thing because you felt like you were burning up.

“Is all this for me?” Sam said with a cocky smirk as he felt the wetness that pooled between your legs.

“Alpha, please. Need you.”

“So pretty when you beg, omega.”

Sam moved you back slightly, enough to pull down his sweats. At any other moment you would have realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear but right now you were more interested in getting some sort of relief. Your attention was on his hardened length and instinctively you wrapped your hand around it and began to move it up and down. You preened when he moaned out your name.

“Y/N, are you sure you want this? Do you want me to claim you?” He asked one more time before he completely lost himself. You couldn’t tell yet but his rut was being triggered just by your heightened scent alone.

“Yes alpha. Want your mark and your knot.”

Sam growled at that and then an arm wrapped around you, pulling you up so that he could line himself up with your entrance. Your breath hitched as you lowered yourself onto him. You had been with a beta once but he didn’t compare to Sam. Sam was bigger, you were sure they would all be. The stretch was a bit uncomfortable at the beginning. He was gently running his hands up and down your thighs to keep you grounded and kissing your neck and chest to distract you. Once you were fully seated and you had a chance to get used to him, he cursed under his breath.

“Are you good, sunshine?”

“Mhm.”

“Take your time baby, I’m all yours. It’s just us, nothing else matters.” Sam smiles up at you as his hands move to your hips.

But you couldn’t wait anymore and you rolled your hips. You moaned as you did it once and a second time. Sam helps you build a steady rhythm by guiding your hips. Soon that isn’t enough and your hands are on his shoulders as you start to bounce on his cock.

“Fuck ‘mega. Feel so good, taking me so well.” Sam mutters. The grip he has on your hips tightens as he starts to take control. It causes more slick to drip from your center and you whine. “Make a mess on my cock ‘mega. Just like that.”

“Alpha, please.” You beg. “W-wanna cum.” You were right there on the edge of bliss but you needed a small push.

His scent was intoxicating, the way Sam held you close was comforting but it was the way he looked at you, as if you were the most precious thing in the world that made you throw your head back. Giving him easy access so that he could claim you. Sam shifted under you a bit, planting his feet firmly and thrusting up into you. That was all you needed as he hit your g-spot over and over again. It was sudden the wave of pure bliss crashed over you. Sam nearly growled as you clenched around him. Then you felt his teeth break skin but there was no pain, not when he helped you through your orgasm.

You were panting and resting your forehead against his shoulder while he rolled his hips a few more times before his knot locked you into place. He guided you to his neck, urged you to claim him just as he had you and you did it happily and he came with a grunt of your name.

The bond snapped into place and you’d never felt so alive or connected to anyone before.

“So good for me ‘mega.” Sam said softly as he pulled a blanket over you. He kissed your temple. You wanted to say something but you were so tired, your eyelids felt heavy. “It’s ok. Just rest.”

Without a worry in the world you relaxed against him and closed your eyes.

****

“Sam?” You called out as you woke up, worried he had left you.

“I’m right here sunshine.” He poked his head out from the bathroom and smiled at you.

Warmth spread through your chest as you made eye contact and your hand flew to your neck. There you found his mark on you and his smile brightened even more.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good. Great actually but…”

“But?”

“A little sore.” You said, a bit afraid he’d be upset but he smirked instead. Pride flooded the bond.

“Yeah you are.”

“Sam!” You felt heat rush to your cheeks and more slick formed at the thought of what you had done with him.

“It’s ok baby. I have just the thing for you.”

He walked out of the bathroom and without missing a beat he picked you up. The bathroom was warmer and there were a few candles set up. The bathtub was filled with water and you could smell whatever scented oils he used. There were a few flower petals floating on top too. Sam turned in order to set you down in the tub but your grip on his neck tightened.

“Get in with me?” You looked up at him with doe eyes, something you knew he couldn’t resist.

“Of course.”

Sam got in first and then you did, sitting between his legs and resting your back against his chest. His fingers delicately drew patterns up and down your arm and you sighed contently.

“Thank you.” You said after a few minutes of silence.

“For what?”

“Everything. You’ve been wonderful.”

“Baby, I’d do anything for you. We all would.” He says.

“I know.” You turn to look at him. “I just want you to know that I’m grateful and I’d do anything for the three of you.”

Sam smiles and places a gentle, loving kiss on your lips.

“Well all I want you to do for me right now is to get comfortable again and enjoy this bath before things get intense again.”

You smile and do as he says, enjoying the feel of his kiss on his mark.

Sam had placed you back in your nest. He cuddled with you a bit longer but as your heat built up again he knew it was time for him to let Steve or Bucky in. Even though he was reluctant to do so. Even amongst a pack like theirs possessiveness was bound to happen during an omega’s first heat with her alphas if there were more than one. He knew it was ridiculous to feel that way but he couldn’t help it.

With one last kiss to your forehead Sam got out of the nest you’d built that now smelled like sex. He was replaced by Bucky at your request. You sighed happily when you felt his vibranium hand caress your cheek.

“How are you feeling?” Bucky checked in with you.

“Bad, need you.”

“I know, moonbeam. I’m gonna take care of you now.” Bucky cooed. “Do you still want this? Want my mark on your neck?”

You only nodded as you felt that all familiar fuzziness taking over.

“Use your words darling.”

“Yes, I want it.”

“Good girl.” Bucky smirked as you preened.

He pulled back the blanket you’d been wrapped up in, leaving you bare for him. Bucky inhaled deeply as the sweet scent of French lavender, violets and honey that usually lulled him into a sense of calm, now made him feel alive in a different way. He couldn’t help but settle in between your legs. His lips moving up your thighs and leaving a trail of kisses. Bucky didn’t waste any time as he licked a long stripe from your weeping entrance to your clit. He growled at your taste before sealing his lips around your bundle of nerves.

You gasped at the sensation and your hands found their way into Bucky’s hair. The sweet sounds you were making were like music to his ears and he wanted to hear more. Soon enough he slowly started using a finger to fuck you.

“So fucking good omega.” He murmured against your mound before he started to flick his tongue over your clit.

“Alpha please.”

If the heat alone wasn’t enough, Bucky’s very talented mouth wiped all functions from your brain. You knew what you wanted but you couldn’t ask for it. Not with the way he was using two fingers to find that spongy spot inside. The need low in your belly built quickly and you found yourself grinding against his face.

“Be a good girl and cum for your alpha.” Bucky growled and it sent a shiver down your spine and straight to your pussy. You moaned as your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

It took a moment to come down from that high but when you did Bucky was gently caressing your cheek. He smiled at you when you finally looked up at him.

“So pretty when you cum, omega. I wanna see you do it on my knot.”

“Please alpha.” You reached for him and he gladly ducked his head and kissed you. Another moan escapes your lips when you taste yourself on his tongue.

Bucky moves to hover over you without breaking the kiss. Your legs part willingly as he settles himself in between them. When you feel his cock, already hard and leaking precum, against your heat you roll your hips.

“So desperate ‘mega. Is this what you want?” He rolled his hips and you moaned.

You nod and whine as he pulls away slightly. Bucky lines himself up, groaning as he pushes in.

“Look at that, you were made just for me.”

His hands find yours and he puts them over your head, pinning them with one hand. Bucky is slow with a roll of his hips. As much as he wanted to go fast and hard, he remembered that you were more delicate. He had much more restraint than he realized, even when you sounded so pretty.

“Alpha…”

“What do you want, omega? Tell me.” He ran his nose along your neck and he placed a kiss over Sam’s mark before giving your breasts attention.

“More, please.”

“More?”

“Faster. Harder.”

The growl that rumbled in his chest had you clenching around him.

“Are you sure about that darling? Think you can handle me fucking you like that?”

“Yes, please. Need it.”

Bucky smirked, his eyes completely dark and full of lust. His hand letting go of yours and traveling down your body until they’re at your hips. He pulled away from you, sitting up on his haunches and pulling you with him. Bucky snaps his hips once, testing out if that’s really what you want. You throw your head back with a moan as you hold on to his forearms. He does it again and again until he’s built a rhythm that is pushing you to the edge. He knows it just by the way you flutter and clench around him, that and the chorus of yes and alpha that pour out from your mouth.

When you finally reach your peak and you’re engulfed in pure pleasure, Bucky leans over and marks you. You feel his teeth break skin and then his tongue runs over the new mark. The next thing you feel is his knot and you will yourself to look up at him. He’s so beautiful like this, completely blissed out and barely holding back. Bucky offers you his neck and you claim him just how he had done with you. His knot catches and keeps him in place as he whispers your name. With a few final sloppy thrusts, Bucky cums.

Bucky wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you with him so that you’re laying on top of him completely. With a satisfied sigh and a smile on both your lips you let sleep take you as Bucky mutters praises in your ear.

****

To your surprise Bucky is still in the nest with you. He was seated up with his back resting against the pillows you had placed to the side earlier. He smiles as you look up at him.

“Hey there sleepyhead.”

“Hey.” You sit up and move to straddle his thighs and hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“No, just wanna be close to you.”

You missed Bucky’s sweet smile as he wrapped his arms around you. He held you close for a few minutes, just enjoying the new bond that had been formed between the two of you.

“You need to drink some water.” He muttered a few minutes later. You pulled back to see he had a water bottle close by as well as some snacks. “Gotta keep your energy up, darling.” He said when he followed your eyes.

“I don’t want to eat.”

“What, all you wanna do is fuck?” He teases.

“Yeah.” You teased right back and he laughed. It was still a new and strange sensation, feeling his happiness through the bond. Along with that feeling Sam’s curiosity piqued.

“Just a few bites of something darling. Let me take care of you.”

“Ok.”

“Good girl.” Bucky’s praise sent a shiver up your spine.

The rest of the time with Bucky was spent cuddling and napping. You weren’t sure what time it actually was but you didn’t care as you were lulled to sleep with the coolness of Bucky’s left hand on your forehead.

The door opens slowly to reveal Steve. He was shirtless and was wearing sweats that hung low on his hips. The sight was mouth watering. He had a smirk on his face and a dark, lust blown look in his eye.

“Hi my sweet starlight.” He said as he walked in and closed the door.

“Hi.”

“Do you need anything?”

“Just you.” You whispered.

“Good answer.”

Although Steve is radiating the confidence that comes with being the head of the pack, both the team and personal, he’s gentle as he gets into the nest. He still understands how vulnerable you are at the moment. Steve hovers over you as he crashes his lips against yours. This kiss is more dominant and all consuming than any you’d shared before. You moan against his lips as his hands find your breasts and palms them.

“You like that, sweetheart?” He asks against your lips and you nod. “Do you want more?” You nod again.

“Please alpha, need more.”

“Then present for your alpha.” He whispered in your ear.

The command left no room for argument. Not that you would, the growl laced within it spoke directly to your inner omega. You scrambled to get on your hands and knees. Just for good measure you lowered your chest toward the floor and wiggled your hips for him. You heard his groan and then felt a sting on your ass from where he smacked you.

“Such a tease. You’ve been doing it for weeks.” He mutters before smacking your ass again after hearing your moan.

“You’re a tease.”

“Is that what you think baby?”

“Yes.” You say breathlessly as you feel Steve shift behind you and run his hardened length between your folds to gather the slick that has accumulated there.

“No more teasing then. I’m gonna give you what you want.”

“Please alpha.” You wiggle your ass for him one more time before he buries himself inside you in one thrust.

That was enough to knock the wind out of your lungs and your mouth to hang open. Steve could feel you clenching around him and it took everything in him to not fuck you into oblivion. At least not yet, he knew he needed to ease into it. Steve pulled back slowly and immediately you felt empty so you pushed back into him.

“Someone’s desperate.” He teases while grabbing your hips to keep you in place.

Then he pushes back into your warm cunt. Steve leaves a trail of kisses up your spine while he ruts into you.

“You feel so fucking good wrapped around me.” He whispers into your ear. “Gonna make you feel so good.”

Steve straightens up and starts to thrust harder and faster. You grip the pillow closest to you as you take every inch of him. He’s turned you into putty in his hands and all you can do is moan and writhe beneath him.

It doesn’t take long for you to start feeling that fire deep in your belly build. It’s obvious to Steve that you’re close with the way you’re making a mess and fluttering around his cock. His hand snakes around your body and wraps around your throat and he pulls you up. Steve moves his free hand from your hip to your clit, giving you added stimulation.

“Alpha… So good.” You said, over and over again.

“Are you gonna cum for me, pretty girl? I know you are. I can feel you squeezing me. So fucking tight.”

The combination of his filthy words, thrusts and hand between your legs was enough. You feel a wave of pleasure wash over you and the only thing keeping you up is Steve’s arms around you. His head is buried in your neck and that’s when you realized he’s left his mark on your neck. Before you can enjoy the feeling, Steve is pulling away and laying you down on your back before settling between your legs again. He smiles down at you while he lines himself up again.

This time when you look at him you can see the tenderness in his eyes. He’s gentle and caring with how he searches for his own release. Your hand comes up to caress his cheek as he whispers your name as he finds his own bliss and exposes his next to you. His knot seals you together for the moment, but your mark on his neck seals you together forever. Before moving Steve peppers kisses all over your face. Then as carefully as he can he moves to lay on his side. Your leg thrown over his hip and his arms around your waist to keep you close.

****

You’re cuddled up next to Steve when an overwhelming feeling washes over you. You can’t stop the silent tears that slip through your lashes and fall on his bare chest. He pulled back to get a better look at you at the sensation and noticed the tears.

“Sweetheart what’s wrong?” Steve asks as he sits up, bringing you with him. “Did I hurt you?”

You shake your head. There’s no real way to explain it. Soon the door to the room opens to reveal Bucky and Sam. They both have worried expressions on their faces.

“Talk to me baby. What’s wrong? Do you need something?”

“No, I just- I don’t know how to explain it. It just feels like a lot.” You said as you moved into Steve’s lap looking for comfort.

The three alphas look at each other, concerned that maybe they moved too fast. The last thing they wanted was to make you feel forced or trapped in a relationship.

“I’ve been so alone for most of my life. But now I have you, all of you. What if I’m not go-“

“Don’t even think about it.” Bucky cut you off. “We’ve talked about this darling. On our date remember.” He was sitting beside Steve so that you could see him. “Feeling like we don’t belong but we do, you do. That feeling right now, I know it. I felt the same way when I was first mated and bonded.”

“You did?”

“Yeah I did. It took me a while to figure out what that overwhelming feeling that sits right,” he leans forward and touches your chest. “There. It’s the bond and more importantly what you’re feeling is love. It’s the love we have for you.”

“You love me?”

“Sweetheart of course we do.”

“We love you so much.”

“Absolutely.”

They all said at the same time.

“I- I love you too. All of you.” You admitted.

That feeling in your chest warmed you from the inside out. Steve tipped your head back and kissed you softly.

“You have us and we never want you to doubt your place in our pack.” Sam adds. “I don’t think you’ve realized it but you’ve got us wrapped around your finger, sunshine.”

The following few days were a blur. Sam, Bucky and Steve’s rut started a few hours after your heat. The four of you were a tangled mess of limbs within the confines of your nest. They took care of you and you returned the favor.

It was overwhelming and scary, comforting and safe. The more you settled into the bond the more at home you felt. Never again would you be alone. You had your pack to make you feel safe and loved and cherished.

In those first few days understanding the bond and the connection with all three alphas was confusing. But then it clicked. You realized you were more than true mates, your souls were connected too.

Ch 12

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Mom, Dad, I’m…

Wanda Maximoff x R

Blackhill ; Bishova ; Stony ; BuckySam

Happy Pride Angels, 🌈❤️

Warnings: Attempts at Humor. Heteros.

"Detka, can you go get some tomatoes from the garden? Steve already ate all of the freaking salsa," Wanda grumbled dramatically, falling into your arms as you were mid conversation with Natasha and Maria about their work.

"He probably intended to bottom tonight," Natasha remarks with a shit stirring grin, you cackled in solidarity, but the both of you stopped when your wives stood shoulder to shoulder with a menacing tilt to their heads.

——

"Welp, those tomatoes aren't gonna pick themselves," you noted before running off, you avoided looking back, afraid to see Natasha's stony glare as you abandoned her with them.

Every man for themselves a mantra you live by, well, only when it comes to angry spouses. As an Avenger you were as selfless as the rest, but now you got to be more selfish in retirement.

Natasha, unfortunately, was your victim.

When you entered the massive greenhouse you took a second to admire your wives handiwork. The brunette had a knack for gardening, a green thumb if you will. The greenhouse was her go to place to find her zen after a day of dealing with you, Billy, Tommy, and Ella.

The witch loved you all, her beautiful family, but some days the lot of you made her feel a tad bit homicidal. On those days she gardened.

It wasn't hard to find the tomatoes, they were ripe and ready on a set of entangled vines. But before you could bring it to her, you were too enamored by the conversation your kids were having in their little cove behind the garden.

"I can't do it," Tommy groaned. "Yeah they just won't understand," Morgan Stark agreed with him, and you leaned in to hopefully garner more context for their troubled minds.

"At least Uncle Tony is bi," Raina Belova countered, "He'll be more understanding."

"Have you met our dad?" Anthony, the only Jr present, said in an incredulous manner. "He even claims Fido is gay, he's totally unhinged."

You had to put a hand over your mouth, the amusement you were experiencing was unreal.

"Couldn't be us," Elena teased, "I'm gay as hell, and Bryce here is both queer and nonbinary."

Oh goodness... Never in your days did you expect your kids to keep secrets from you, but for it to be such a silly one it honestly made you want to interrupt the conversation at hand.

To remind them that no matter what, you'd all continue to love them, but it was too funny.

"Mama is going to be mad," Celeste Belova added, "She always said being gay is the way."

"I thought she was ace?" Billy inquired. "She is, but that doesn't make her any less gay."

After the conversation moved on to who they were crushing on you snuck back to the party. The overall consensus being that every last one of your collective brood, besides your youngest, Ella, who was only five, and Natasha and Maria's powerful duo, said they're straight.

"Where have you been?" You ignored your wife, handing her the basket of ingredients while calling all of your friends to the dining room. Tony whined, "What is so important?"

"You guys will not believe what I just heard..."

Wanda rolled her eyes as you spun your tale, she chopped up the tomatoes, jalapeños and onions as you enamored the group of friends.

"Thank God we're safe," Maria teased, turning to her wife with a genuinely relieved smile. "Right? Can you imagine having to attend two straight weddings? And pretend to like it?"

"Oh jeez," you gasped, "I didn't think of that."

Wanda tossed the ingredients into a bowl as the lot of you bantered back and forth, her patience already running thin with you all.

"Y/N, this joke isn't funny." Yelena shook her head in defiance when you reminded her that this wasn't a joke. "You don't know what you are talking about. Must be hearing loss..."

Kate put a hand on her wife's shoulder, "It's true Lena, they've both told me already."

"You traitor!" Yelena ripped her arm away as if the raven haired woman had burned her skin.

You now worried that you'd inspired divorces.

"No," Tony gasped, shaking his head in fear as the unexpected reality set in. "You're lying, you have to be. No son of mine is straight!"

"Honey," Steve called out for him, "It'll be okay, we always knew it would be a possibility."

"It most certainly is not okay," he grimaced, then in a flash he was outside, calling for your children to gather around the hibachi station.

"Where's the fire pops?" Morgan jests, but quickly zips her lips as she sees her dad looking as if he was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Tell me Y/N's lying," he pleads, "That you're not straight, my fragile ticker can't take this."

"Tony!" Steve shrieked, "Don't use an old ailment to guilt the kids into being gay..."

"Stay out of this babe!" He growled, "As far as I am concerned they're gay. Y/N's a liar."

"Am not!" You gasped, "They're all heteros."

"Not us!" Bryce interjected. "We're queer."

"That's our precious babies," Natasha coo'd, arms opened wide for her kids to run into, and the both of their teens instantly ran at her.

Bucky and Sam had entered your backyard just as the revelation took place. You all watched as they took three steps back, baby carrier in hand as they looked to your kids as if they were all diseased. "We're just being cautious."

You snorted softly, "We understand fellas."

Wanda glared at you, but you remained unfazed for now. Too busy finding the dramatics entertaining to see the horror. Wanda saw it though, she looked out to see all of the kids wearing terrified expressions. She was about to console them, but then a fight broke out beside you, and you had to laugh.

"This is all your fault Kate Belova!" Yelena shrieked, "It was all of that organic mac and cheese you fed them when I was on missions!"

"Mac and cheese being healthy doesn't make a child straight," Kate shrieked back, hands running down her face as she realized her plans for a peaceful barbecue ended with this.

"If it had been orange they might have been more connected to the rainbow Kate!" Yelena went on, "It's like our gay power source."

"Well, with Wanda's garden the kids eat the entire rainbow and look at them, straight."

Yelena found your assistance unwelcome, "Keep out of this Y/N Maximoff. Your kids aren't all old enough to say yet, you still have a chance! Mine are all done... Stupid preteens"

"Well, that's not exactly true," you reasoned, "None of you have been to college yet, that's when you'll really know if you're gay or not."

Natasha, Yelena and Tony all nodded, they found your reasoning the most logical. It was a lot easier than accepting they're all straight.

"Okay, that's enough!" Wanda interjected, her tone terrifying, "Look at what you're doing to them. They can't help it if they're straight."

"I wanna be gay like mama," Ella murmured, clearly she just wanted to fit in with the crowd, and therefore you praised her, "Smart girl."

Wanda entered your mind with a warning, she smirked as you lifted Ella onto your hip, then you fell into unexpected silence by her side.

"Haha, you're like so whipped, "Yelena cackled.

Wanda glared at her. "You don't scare me wiggly woo, my kids being straight is enough."

"Yelena," Kate sighed, "Knock it off, and try telling the girls that you love them."

"Of course I love them," she rushed out angrily, "That's not even a question, they're moy deti."

(My babies)

Celeste and Raina ran into the blondes side, their tears of relief soaked into her shirt, and made her see they were genuinely scared this would lose them her love. "Shh, mama loves you always, even if you make dumb choices."

Tony and Steve were in a standoff of sorts, the billionaire sipped on his margarita slowly as they appeared to be having a conversation with only their eyes. Tony rolled his, but after a moment of incoherent grumbling he nodded. Morgan and Tony Jr. approached their dads after being called forward, Steve embraced them first, and wholly. Tony gave them both side hugs, and whispered that he just needed time to cope, but he loved them regardless.

Then you heard him brush by with his son, begging him to take it back, only to find out his son was in a long term relationship with a girl. That study buddy of his was so much more...

Like father, like son you suppose.

You looked out to see your boys stood side by side, Billy gripped Tommy's hand for dear life. Wanda was about to call them over, but you beat her to it as guilt overwhelmed your heart. The boys scurried over, and Wanda sent you an adoring smile as you kissed the both of their heads, and hugged them tight. "I love you," falling from all of your lips in succession.

After everyone had time to process the news, the vibe returned to one of relaxation. Wanda set up the grill for Sam, and the master chef himself began to put on a show for everyone.

Once the plates were served you all moved to the fire pit, where you talked about all you'd missed in each other's life while the younger kids sat in front of the projector playing Up.

Then, as the sun officially fell, everyone began to clear out. Saying their goodbyes at the front door, where you hugged each kid, an apology of sorts on your lip for the drama you stirred. Each one forgave you, some even thanked you for finally getting the conversation over with.

When everyone was officially gone you moved back outside to clean up. Tommy helped you, while Billy helped clean the kitchen so that Wanda could focus on Ella's bath, and bedtime.

It was an entire hours worth of work, you were beyond exhausted as you fell into the mattress. You nearly passed out without your wife, but soon enough Wanda slipped into the bed. She wore a thoughtful expression, weighing out whether to disturb you or not, but she soon reasoned you'd appreciate her words, "Detka..."

"Yes baby?" You rolled onto your side, using your elbow to prop yourself up so you could look down at her. She looked to you with a warm smile, then she was yawning, "Don't worry." She paused to pull you into her arms before whispering in your ear: "Billy was not being honest. We do indeed have a gay son."

You laughed so hard tears streamed down your face and pooled in the crook of your equally as amused wife's neck. That was the last thing you expected to hear from her, if anything you had anticipated a continuation of her scolding.

"I'll scold you more tomorrow," she teased, "But for now, we should get some sleep."

——

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[stuckymonkey]

note

WEEK 1

Day 1: car sex (steve rogers)

Day 2: anal (stucky)

Day 3: bondage (bucky x reader)

Day 4: oral (bucky x sam x nat)

Day 5: innocence (stucky x reader)

Day 6: spanking (steve x nat x reader)

Day 7: forced orgasm (dark!steve x reader)

[purple-babygirl]

Hello there, darling! (Is it okay to call you like that?)

I have a small request or just thoughts or whatever, but here’s a thing.

I never found fanfics with littles who have piercings or tattoos, on the contrary, I always found fics with littles who don’t have tattoos and piercings. And my ears have like 15 piercings in them and I also have nipple piercings. And I also wanted tattoos but what I won’t be good little with more piercings and tattoos?

So I just wanted to ask/ request what do you think about it? Or what would daddies Bucky and Sam think about it?

You don’t have to answer on that if you feel uncomfortable, I will totally understand!

Have nice day a night and sweet dreams! 💛

Pairing: SamBucky x f!reader

Word count: 450

Warnings: ddlg, it's all sfw.

A/N: you can call me whatever you want, Nonnie. You're very sweet and kind and I'm honestly ashamed of myself for having left your request unanswered for so long. Please forgive me. First of all, I'm so proud of you because it honestly takes a lot of guts to pierce anywhere and you're one tough ma'am right here! This is so cool and I'm sure you look stunning. I, too, want to have a lot of piercings and even more tattoos so I'm rooting for you rn. And I think our looks don't and shouldn't affect our goodness as littles or as girls in general, and I think Sam and Bucky would totally agree! I'm sure you're an amazing person and whoever you're with is lucky to have you, love 💜. I hope you have a wonderful day and life 💜 please enjoy xx💜

She let out a sigh before the mirror as she checked herself out, slipping one more earring on before stepping back. She looked nice, cool and, of course, sexy.

But did she look soft? Did she look little? Innocent? Good?

"You ready, sugar?" Sam's warm voice asked her as the man came into view behind her.

"I don't know... Maybe I shouldn't," she replied, nervous yet again about making the decision.

"Baby, you know you don't have to. We support whatever you want." His big hands rested on both her shoulders, massaging gently.

"That we do," Bucky confirmed, entering the room and speeding up to where she was to peck her cheek.

"I know. You're the best. I just—" she didn't know how to continue. How to tell them about her thoughts and worries. What if they think she's being silly? Or worse, what if her fears are true and her appearance does affect her ability to be a good little?

"What is it, doll?" Bucky frowned when he saw her frown.

"I don't wanna look less good for you," she whispered the words out quickly, her eyes getting shiny with unshed tears as her gaze dropped.

Sam exchanged looks with Bucky and then took her hand in his and led her to their bed, sitting down with her while Bucky crouched before her knees.

"You are the best baby to ever exist, so so good I can't believe we get to be the ones to take care of you," Sam said, kissing her hand.

"Love, this is your body," Bucky continued, "you can do whatever you want with it. It won't change anything about how good you are and how in love with you we are." His warm hand cupped her knee as she smiled down at him, her smaller hand covering his.

"And whatever you choose to do with it doesn't mean you don't deserve to be loved and babied and cared for. You will be mine and Daddy's baby for as long as you wish, sugar." Sam kissed her temple, his arm wrapping around her adoringly.

"I love you so much," she said, her fist going to rub at her eyes to wipe away any stray tears, "thank you" .

"We love you more, baby doll." Bucky kisses her knee, his hand squeezing hers in reassurance.

"So, you ready now, sugar?"

"Yes, papa." She nodded happily, smiling at Sam and squeezing Bucky's hand back.

"Baby doll is ready!" Bucky exclaimed, "let's go get you that tattoo." He stood up and kissed her forehead.

"You'd hold my hand, right?" Her small voice asked.

"Of course!" Both men replied in unison, making her giggle.

She felt good; safe.

[kimoralov3]

Peace and Quiet

Requested by: Anonymous Word Count: 2187 Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x reader Warnings: swearing, the avengers working against pietro and the reader, i don't remember what pronouns i used for the reader so maybe fem reader maybe nb reader???, clint in the vents, i will put sambucky anywhere i can, there's lying if that bothers you, and i imagine that pietro and wanda still have their accents, also wanda and pietro being siblings

Living with at least 10 people was enough of a headache.

Dating with this amount of people constantly around? Even bigger headache.

Secretly dating one of those 10 people with the other 9 people around, one of whom is his sister? That’s a full blown fucking headache.

One that you and your boyfriend— Pietro Maximoff— were currently living. 

The two of you and Steve had just gotten home from a mission, so you were free for the next week or so after you filled out all your paperwork. You and Pietro decided that this would be the perfect time for a date.

What the two of you didn’t take into account was the fact that there was always someone bothering the two of you.

You were getting ready in your room— you and Pietro were going to sneak onto the rooftop for a small picnic— when you were interrupted by a soft knocking on your door. You groaned, already dreading who and what could be on the other side. “Who is it?” You yelled, using your powers to open the door. 

Steve peeks his head in before walking in all the way. “Hey Y/N, are you finished with your mission reports? I need them before the day is over.”

“Oh yeah, I’m finished. They’re on my nightstand.” You said as you looked at him through the vanity mirror. You watch as he grabs the small stack of papers and then turns to face you. “Anything else you need?”

“No, that’s all; thank you. Are you going on a date or something?” He asks, finally taking in the fact that your hair was done and you were applying makeup.

Shit, I need to think of a lie. “Oh, no. There’s this uh, there’s this art exhibit that I’ve been meaning to check out.” You try to keep your voice even as you apply your mascara. 

Steve hums and nods. “Oh, cool. I didn’t know that you liked art. Anyways, have fun! Don’t stay out too late.” Steve said as he walks out the door. You let out a sigh of relief when the door gently slams short, glad that Steve believed your lies. 

Your phone chimed, pulling your attention back to reality. It was a text from Pietro, telling you that he was getting ready at the moment. You replied telling him that you were going up to the roof. You give yourself a quick once over before grabbing your phone and walking out the door. 

As you neared the common room, you heard two voices arguing about something. Once you got closer you discovered it was Sam and Bucky, arguing about another stupid topic. 

“Look man, all I’m saying is that if you keep staring at people like you hate them, no one is going to want to be friends with you.” Sam said simply. He and Bucky were sitting on the couch, Sam’s legs in Bucky’s lap with Bucky rubbing them. 

“I don’t need any more friends; I’m perfectly fine with the number of friends I have right now.” Bucky said grumpily. Sam scoffed, shaking his head. As he did so he noticed you walking by.

“Hey Y/N, come here really quick! We have something we need to ask you.” He says as he waves you over. You stop in your tracks, silently cursing yourself for walking through the common room. You walked over to the couch, standing behind the couch and looking down at them. 

“I actually don’t have a question.” Bucky mumbled to himself.

Sam ignored Bucky, his full attention on you. “Don’t you think Bucky should make some friends? Y’know, some that he doesn’t work with.”

You look between the two of them, weighing your options. If you agree with Sam, you might have to listen to more of them arguing and possibly be late to your date with Pietro. If you agree with Bucky, the same thing might happen but possibly longer, meaning that you will definitely be late to your date. Guess I’ll have to take my chances. “I mean it would definitely be nice to have friends that you don’t work with, but it’s not technically needed. Plus the more friends the two of you have the more people y’all gotta invite to your wedding.”

They both seem to think about that last point, looking at each other before mumbling something about you being right. “Also where are you going? You’re never all dressed up like this.” Bucky asks as he looks you up and down.

“If you were anyone else I’d be offended,” You said, causing Bucky to roll his eyes playfully. “And if you must know, I’m going to go see an art exhibit.” It was best that you kept the same lie, it meant a lesser chance of being caught.

Bucky gave you a suspicious glance before dropping it. Sam didn’t seem to find a problem with your lie, so he wished you well before going back to talking with Bucky about their wedding. 

You quickly walked off, hoping that no one else would bother you in your journey to the rooftop. 

—

Pietro threw his phone onto the bed, rushing to his closet to find something to wear. He had to work quickly in order to make sure no one bothered him before his date.

“Pietro, did you take my— what are you doing?” Wanda asked as she barged into Pietro’s room. Pietro jumped, startled by the sudden intrusion. 

“Geez, do you knock? What are you trying to blame me for stealing now, hm?” He asked as he buttoned up his shirt and turned to face his younger sister.

“I was going to ask you if you stole one of my pens again, but never mind that now. Where are you going all dressed up like this?” Wanda asked as she gestured to how Pietro was dressed and that his hair was styled.

“I’m going out somewhere. Why does it matter?” Pietro asked as he gave himself a final one over. Wanda scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Pietro, I’ve known you your whole life; I know when you’re lying about something. Who are you going on a date with?” She asked. Pietro groaned, hating how she was always right. But this wasn’t just his secret to tell, so he was gonna keep it for as long as possible.

“I’m not going on a date; just going out by myself. Why, is there a problem I don’t know about?” He asked as he turned around to face his twin. 

Wanda narrowed her eyes, seemingly judging her brother more than usual before sighing and shaking her head. “Fine, forget it. I’ll be in the kitchen when you get home.”

Pietro gave a hum of acknowledgment, watching as his sister walked out of the room. He waited a few moments to make sure she wasn’t waiting outside his room before he started making his way to the elevator. 

However, luck was not on his side, seeing as Clint dropped out of the vents in front of him, startling him to the other side of the room. “What the fuck, Clint? What were you doing in the vents?”

“Hiding from Stark. He’s trying to do something to my arrows; don’t know what because I wasn’t really listening.” Clint said with a shrug. 

“Well next time you jump down from the vents, please do it when there is no one around.” Pietro said as he rubbed the back of his neck. 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Clint waved a dismissive hand at Pietro. “What are you all dressed up for? Do you have a date or something?”

“No, I just felt like going out by myself tonight.” Pietro stated.

Luckily Clint didn’t push, nodding his head and giving Pietro a pat on the shoulder as he walked by and muttering “Have fun.” Pietro watched as Clint walked down the hall before quickly pressing the button to open the elevator and stepping in. 

But once again Lady Luck was working against him because Steve Rogers stepped into the elevator right before it closed. Please, for the sake of my sanity do not start a conversation. I just want to go on my date with Y/N without anyone bothering me.

“Oh, hey Pietro. You going somewhere?” Steve asked once he noticed the man standing next to him. 

“Yeah, I was just planning to hang out by myself today.” If I have to say that sentence again today, I’m going to explode.

“Are you sure you’re hanging out by yourself? You seem like you’re dressed up for a date or something.” 

“Everyone keeps telling me that— can’t I just dress up to be by myself? I don’t always want to go on dates!” Pietro exclaimed. Steve just looked at him, surprised by his outburst. “Sorry, just annoyed about having to repeat myself all day.”

“It’s fine. Have fun while you’re out. Oh, and don’t forget to complete your mission reports before the end of the day.” Steve said as the two of them arrived at his floor.

“Will do!” Pietro called after Steve as he walked out of the elevator and went down the hallway. Once the doors closed he let out a sigh and leaned back against the wall. This day was very troubling.

—

When Pietro finally made it up to the rooftop, you were there laying in the sun. Seeing you made him forget all the stress he had accumulated on his way up here, him smiling as he laid next to you. The movement made you open your eyes and look over, a smile breaking out on your face once you realized who it was. “What took you so long?”

Pietro groaned, thinking about all the people he had run into while trying to get to the rooftop. “Wanda came in my room bothering me about something, Clint scared the shit out of me, Steve got in the elevator with me— the usual interruptions.” He said as he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer to his chest.

“Ugh, tell me about it. Steve came asking about the mission reports and I had to help Sam and Bucky settle some argument. Dating in secret in this place is like trying to navigate a field of bombs.” You said as you laced your fingers together. Pietro chuckled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. 

“Don’t worry, princess. Soon enough they’ll gain enough sense to realize when to leave people alone.” You hummed at that, doubting that that would happen. 

“Highly doubtful. They wouldn’t stop even if they knew we were together. In fact, that might prompt them to bother us more.” You joked. Pietro laughed, shaking his head.

“Yeah, you’re probably right about that. When do you think we should tell them?” 

You thought about it for a moment. There were no explicit rules against dating within the team, so that should be fine. And most of the team members would probably be ok with it— although you weren’t so sure how your best friend would feel about you dating her brother without telling her. But you knew overall that it wouldn’t be a terrible thing if the Avengers found out that the two of you were together romantically. 

“I mean, we don’t have to tell them. We could just stop hiding it; y’know, like show that we’re together without having to have that awkward conversation. Plus it’ll be fun to see who takes the longest to figure it out.” 

“Mm, I love having a girlfriend as smart and wonderful as you. What did I do to deserve you?” He asked softly as he looked down at you affectionately. 

“I don’t know, but you should be very glad to have me.” You whispered. Pietro’s smile grew wider as he leaned down, connecting your lips with his.

—

“Nat, what are you watching?” Steve asked. He had been walking by when he caught Natasha looking at the security cameras.

“Pietro and Y/N are on a date— aren’t they just so cute?” Nat asked as she turned the computer screen to face the man. Steve gave her a confused look before taking a step closer.

The screen was focused on the rooftop security cameras, which showed Y/N and Pietro laying on a blanket. They were all cuddled up together, and they seemed really happy together. They were talking about something, but the audio was off so Natasha and Steve couldn’t hear what they were saying.

“Wow, I never would’ve expected them to be together. They actually make a really cute couple.” He said as he looked at the screen.

Natasha scoffed in disbelief. “Really? They’ve made it so obvious. There are hearts in their eyes every time they look at each other.” She said as she leaned against the desk.

“Hm. Well now that I think about it, they were both acting weird earlier but I didn’t think much of it.” Steve said as he scratched his head.

Natasha shook her head, patting Steve on the back. “Oh, Steve. This is why I go on the spy missions and not you.”

[holylulusworld]

LGBTQA+ Bingo masterlist

Preview for the upcoming fics to fill the squares.

Stories written for @lgbtqbingo​

Square 1: ??? (??? x Reader): Knotting

Square 2: Magic Touch (IronStrange): Iron Man x Doctor Strange

Square 3: ??? (??? x Reader): Holding hands

Square 4: Forbidden Feelings (Skinny!Steve Rogers x 40′s Bucky Barnes): Rejection

Square 5: What’s on your mind? (Cherik x Reader): Apocalypse AU

Square 6: ??? (??? x Reader): Watching the sunset

Square 7: Voyeur d'amour (1) (Stucky x fem!Reader): Polyamorous relationship

Square 8: Games we play (??? x Reader): Public sex

Square 9: Reunited at last (CW!Steve Rogers x CW!Bucky Barnes): Steve x Bucky

Square 10: Her sweet girl (Alpha!Natasha x Omega(fem)!Reader): Mating collar

Square 11: Voyeur d'amour  (2) (Stucky x fem!Reader): Free Space 

Square 12: Walk through the fire (??? x Reader): Firefighter AU

Square 13: ??? (??? x Reader): Accidential boner

Square 14: Femme fatale (Rowena x fem!Reader): Cheating

Square 15: New Feelings (SamBucky x fem!Reader): Bi!Bucky Barnes

Square 16: Triade (Omega!Stucky x Alpha!Reader): MMF threesome

[starryevermore]

Second the reader is on mission with sambucky and they are capturing the enemy only for the reader to fall out from a very high building and Sam catches her last minute and so she asks him to stay with her and not leave her side because she is still scared and he promises to always save her and be her to catch her.

free falling ✧ sam wilson

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request: Second the reader is on mission with sambucky and they are capturing the enemy only for the reader to fall out from a very high building and Sam catches her last minute and so she asks him to stay with her and not leave her side because she is still scared and he promises to always save her and be her to catch her. 

pairing: sam wilson x fem!reader

word count: 189

warnings?: fluff, not proofread

“Hey, you’re okay,” Sam whispered, holding you close as he landed on the ground. “You’re safe.”

“Are we not falling anymore?” you mumbled, your face buried in his chest. 

“We’re safe and sound,” he said, setting you down on your feet. You didn’t let go of him. So, he wound his arms around you, holding you close. “I would never let you fall. I promise.”

“Never?” you asked, your voice quivering every so slightly.

“Never,” he said. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head without thinking. For a second, he was ready to apologize, but then—

“Um, this may be the near death experience talking but, uh, when we get outta here, do you wanna go on a date?”

“Are you asking because I saved your life?” He hoped the answer was no. 

“I’ve liked you for a long time, Sammy. The near death experience just gave me the courage to finally ask.”

“Then, yes, I would love to go on a date with you, after we kick some ass here.”

You laughed, pulling away, smiling up at him. “Then we better kick some ass, yeah?”

[lostalioth]

𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 ; 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺

summary: “you just look too good all sweaty from training babe, can’t help ourselves” buck explained with little kisses as his hand slips around sams waist to pull the younger boys back against his chest.

warnings: implied smut, sam x fem!reader x bucky, dom!sam x sub!reader, switch!bucky? [he is kinda subby kinda not in this] nicknames [puppy, kitten, baby], reader and bucky ogling sam, mention of punishment.

note: this started out as shit and I like the end and I really needed to get something out today so enjoy!! sorry for any mistakes this wasn’t proof read.

You whine and sink further back into the plush brown couch as you mindlessly watched images flash across the television. “Buckk where’s sammy?” You question your brunette boyfriend with a whine. You feel as though it’s been forever since you’ve seen your other boyfriend. You didn't even know where he had wandered off too. “Baby, Sam's just outside he said he wanted to go train with the shield or something” bucky lets out a small chuckle as he found your slight clinginess quite adorable.

“Well i wanna see him” you let out a huff and push yourself off the couch and towards the front door to sarah's house where you were currently staying.

Without a noise of disagreement bucky is up and following behind you, leaving the tv to continue playing the random show. As you open the front door you were met with the beautiful sight of Sam Wilson in the front yard.

Gray muscle tee glued to his skin from the sweat dripping down his body. Black basketball shorts hung a bit low on his hips. Veins popping out of his arms and neck, a very determined expression plastered on his face. “Oh fuck” a growl falls past sams lips as he watches the shield fall where he threw it when it hadn’t returned how he planned. As the small sound rings in your ears you share a look with the boyfriend at your side. A knowing look as his pants tighten and you clench your thighs. A very spacey and starry eyed look, both ogling your boyfriend.

Bucky gives you a small nod before calling out for sam. Turning around to be met with his girlfriend and boyfriend stood staring at him, pupils blown. “What’s up? You okay baby?” He looks towards Bucky first as he was the one to call out to him. Bucky gives a quick short nod as he stalks his way over to the younger man. “Kitten? What’s up with you guys?” His attention was on you now.

As bucky reaches him and starts to kiss up the side of his neck you speak up. “Sammy we missed you” you pull a fake pout as you walk off the porch to the boys standing in the middle of the yard. “I’m just out here training, guys you could’ve come and watched” the younger man's face still held one of confusion as the older kept up his pecks and nips at his neck.

Finally stood in front of them, you place one hand on the younger's chest sliding it down and the other on the oldests side. “We miss you another way” you whine as your hand drifts towards his soft cock confined in his shorts.

Bucky lips up sams neck to his ear and begins to whisper. “You just look too good all sweaty from training babe, can’t help ourselves” Buck explained with little kisses as his hand slips around Sams waist to pull the younger boys back against his chest.

You watch as Sam's eyes darkened with lust, void of any confusion now. He stops your nibble and sneaky fingers from their attempt of freeing his now leaking cock right here in the lawn. “God the two of you are incorrigible, naughty little kitten who can’t keep her hands to herself” he growls and uses his grip on your wrist to pull your body against his chest. “And a needy puppy that can’t keep his lips off me or his tongue in his mouth” he scoffs and shakes his head as Bucky doesn’t stop his mouth's assault of Sam's neck.

“Both of you inside the house now before I punish you both right here on the grass” sams order falls to deafen ears as both you and buck were blinded with lust.

“Now.”

That small word coming out so deep it rumbled both yours and the older man's chest, causing you to move. You and buck scramble to untangle your bodies from the raven haired boy and get inside as fast as the two of you can.

Damn super soldiers and their speed, leading Bucky to leave you in the dust. “You 're just as much a part of the plan as I was James!!” You scream at the brunette man who had made it all the way back to the couch already. All that was returned was a deep chuckle.

[caroldanverslefttiddy]

Carol Danvers is a jock lesbian

[hey-iam-fire-ghost-but-i-write]

night talks

Sam Wilson × Fem!Reader

not my gif, credits to the owner.

English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes but be nice about it!

Summary: Sam comes back from running to find you in his room at night, waiting for him and ready to talk about your dreams.

Warnings: tfatws ep4 spoilers, babies. Mentions of characters' death. Angsty? Maybe, but a lot of fluff and nicknames.

Word Count: 1.8K

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Sam walked back to his room in the apartment Zemo rented in Latvia. The man was trying to be as quiet as possible to not wake anyone up, which was really a challenge if he counted the two supersoldiers who were sleeping in the same building. He knew for sure he wouldn't wake Bucky up, the man always slept so deep in his dreams he was the only one who could wake himself up. But he knew that you were the exact opposite, your amplified hearing always alert, on guard.

He opened his door quietly and then let go of the air he was holding once he closed it.

"Where are you coming from?" The man jumped in his place to the low voice that came from nowhere.

The light on the nightstand was tuned on and you were there, sitting comfortably on his queen size bed with your back resting against the bedrest.

"You scared the shit out of me, sugar" Sam breathed, trying to play it cool, not wanting to answer to your question.

It wasn't unusual to Sam, finding you in his room. You were a really light sleeper and most nights you couldn't bring yourself to sleep. How he saw it, you had only two options: go to him and talk, or go to Bucky to wake him up and die trying.

"You should be sleeping" he said, smiling while he walked towards his suitcase.

"Yeah, didn't feel like it. Figured that you wouldn't be sleeping either so I came to talk... but you weren't here" you said. He could hear the tiredness in the low and raspy tone of your voice. He kept busy not looking at you but to the clean clothes instead. He needed a shower "Sam, you got in a fight?" you asked, not sounding so worried. Sam smiled while he gave you a look.

"I may look like it, but I was just on a run" he said.

"Well, you got lost? You were out for two hours... if not more"

Sam didn't respond to that, instead "Why couldn't you sleep?"

The man looked at you again. You were glowing thanks to the golden light on the nightstand. Arms and legs crossed, messy hair. You were wearing a pair of joggers and a black tank top, complementing the relaxed but tired expression on your face.

Sam never really got used to that, the seriousness you portrayed now. You were someone who's smile never left their face once. Always light up, always shining. And then you were on the run for years, the tiredness of it all leaving it's mark on you permanently.

"Dreams" you said simply.

Sam sighed and walked towards the bed. You sat straight, bringing your legs closer to you body, so he could sit in front of you.

"Wanna talk about it?"

You looked at him, and sighed "These dreams, umh..." you started "They're difficult to have. They aren't nightmares" you said, trying your best to keep your voice low.

"Aren't nightmares the difficult ones?" Sam asked confused, wanting you to explain it better.

You looked away with a impatient expression "Yeah but... these are worse. They're like... memories"

"Memories?" Sam asked, thinking he understood. He had those kind of dreams "Like... from war? From the snap?" he watched as you shaked your head no, looking anxious at the mentions of the last battle you two fought.

"No. Memories of Nat" you said.

Sam understood but that didn't mean he wasn't taken aback at your response. He never heard you talk about Natasha's death before.

Five years ago, you were fighting alongside your sister in Wakanda, before turning into dust. But once you all came back, Sam saw your confusion at not finding the Black Widow not only right where you left her but anywhere. She was gone. And with her all that was left of your old self.

Sam didn't say anything, waiting for you to continue.

"These dreams start normal. It's like I'm living them. I don't have knowledge whatsoever of the reality and Nat is alive in them" you said "But not only Nat..." you stopped talking suddenly, like what was coming was harder than what you already said.

Sam nodded when your voice dropped "Vision?"

You looked at him, surprise present in your eyes. Sam always got the same reaction from you when he said exactly what you were thinking, like you couldn't believe that someone was able to read you so easily.

"He cooks for us, in my dreams... like he always did back home" you said "He makes my favorite pasta and I just..."

Sam knew how much it meant for you the way Vision cared for you. You and him had something nobody else had in that compound. He was the most important part of your found family.

Other than partnership, Sam didn't know Vision that much. It was actually bizarre to him how much the android (is that what he was?) meant to you. What he meant to Wanda, especially.

But that was Vision, he had a stong conection with women. Maybe because he knew just how valuable they were.

"I just... I miss him"

Sam looked at you with a knowing look. All those years that passed, for you and Sam were months. In your head you were guilty of your best friend's death in the hands of Wanda, and then in the hands of Thanos. He knew this, you two talked about it two months after being back while you were looking for Wanda.

"Steve is in them, too"

Sam frowned at the mention of his old friend.

You looked the most surrender he ever saw you, like you couldn't care less about anything.

"Those are the worst of them all"

He looked away from you, getting ready for the impact.

"Because in those dreams, I'm not mad at him" you said, sounding dry and bitter "Somehow he managed to take that away from me, too".

Sam was angry at Steve, yes. But hearing you, someone who loved that man with all their heart and soul, someone who burned for him, bleed for him... so mad at him? It was pure heartbreak.

"I don't think that's fair" Sam whispered.

"He left"

"He brought us back"

"If you're so right with his decision, why did you give up the shield?"

The bitterness in that comment made Sam laughed at it. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom door.

You would never understand his decision.

"I'm mad at him" you said, louder than before.

"I know, babygirl" Sam responded, tired of this discussion.

"You won't take it from me"

"Why do you think that I want to?" he asked, stoping in his tracks and turning around to face you "Why you keep on being mad at someone that loved you so dearly?" he crossed his arms.

You looked at him with tears in your eyes, he cursed himself.

"Because before I allow myself to heal, I'll have to break even more than I already did" you said, voice weak "Because he balanced the love he felt for me, for Bucky, for Wanda and for you against his love for her... and she won"

"You're still in love with him"

The words left Sam's lips without warning, it surprised him too.

You looked at him confused, like you couldn't believe he punched you. Only that he didn't punch you, but his words hurt you in a degree that, from his position, he couldn't quiet understand.

"You think that this is coming from spite?" you asked, angry beyond his comprehension.

"It isn't?" Sam genuinely asked.

"Just when I thought you understood me" you laughed dryly "Or Bucky, for that matter"

Sam looked at you confused "You're in love with Bucky?"

You sighed "I'm not in love with Steven Grant Rogers" you said, mocking at the name "I never was"

Those were news for Sam.

If there's was two things in this world Sam was sure about, those were that his sister Sarah could hit hard as hell... and your romantic feelings towards Steve Rogers.

"You weren't?" he asked dumbly.

"You have the wrong supersoldier on that one"

He didn't understand your words at first... and then: Bucky.

"Oh"

Sam could totally see it.

"Yeah" you said, almost amused at Sam being so naive about everything.

The man looked at you, his eyes full of empathy and care.

"I need... I need you to understand" you started again "That I have to be mad at Steve. I need it. Otherwise... I'll break"

"And?" Sam asked.

You looked at him surprised "And, what?"

"And what if you do? If you break?"

Sam could see how you didn't understand him.

"I'll be there, you know?" he said.

Your confusion turned into something warm, loving in your expression.

You smiled "What if Bucky decides to break at the same time?" you asked.

Sam didn't skip a bit "I'm strong enough to hold both of you" he answered.

You laughed "Well that's something I have no doubt of" Sam smiled, showing you that cute gap between his teeth "But what if you break?"

Sam shaked his head no "I already did my peace with it"

You nodded "You gave up the shield"

He shaked his head again "Me giving up that shield... had nothing to do with Steve, sweetness".

You frowned "Bucky... he told me about that therapy session" you looked at him, doubtful "You said that we would never understand the why of your decision... why you thought it was right"

Sam nodded.

"Sam... I really don't understand it but" you said, a little shy "don't think for a second that I doubt you"

He felt warmth all over his body, wanting just to hug you on the spot.

"You're a good man" you continued "You have nothing to prove to this world"

Sam wet his lips "But they would demand it" he said "Demand to prove that I'm worthy"

"That's the funny thing, dearest" you said "You already have what someone needs to be Captain America"

"And that's?" he asked.

"America's ass, of course" you said, teasing.

"Now you're just playin, crazy girl" he said, loving the compliment "I'm gonna take a shower"

"Can I sleep here, sugar?" you asked.

He walked towards you and bended down "Whatever you want, hot stuff" he kissed your forehead and then he walked towards the bathroom.

Once done showering, he put his pijamas on and walked out the bathroom. The room was dark, and your figure was snuggled on the bed under the covers.

Sam smiled while he got into the bed.

"You awake?" he asked. You hummed "Wanna cuddle?"

You got closer to him, always accepting his embrace. He was warm against you, soft. "Can't stay away from me, angel?" You said sleepy.

"Never, sweetness"

With your head on his chest and his hand on your back, Sam drifted off to sleep. Hope big in his heart now that he knew that he got your love for someone else all wrong.

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The Sun ☀️, The Moon 🌙 & The Stars ✨

Chapter 6: Sunny Days

Pairing: Sam x Reader, Bucky x Fem Reader, Steve x Fem Reader, Steve x Bucky, Stucky x Fem Reader, Stucky, SamBucky, SamSteve, SamBucky x Reader, SamSteve x Reader.

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: mentions of past physical abuse towards reader, bad parents, talk of having pups, SAM WILSON he's a warning ok, fluff, kissing, heavy petting cut short.

A/N: Here it finally is, reader's first official date with Sam. I really got stuck on this chapter but I hope you like it.!

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Ch. 5

“I’m sorry darling.” 

“It’s ok Bucky, I get it. You have a job to do.” You say as you play with the star charm on your necklace while keeping your eyes on Jules in the waiting room of the doctor’s office. 

“I’ll make it up to you once I’m back, I promise.”

“I’ll hold you to it. Please be safe.”

“I will, I’ll see you in a couple of days.” He says before hanging up the phone.

You place your phone in the back pocket of your jeans and head back inside just in time to hear your name being called.

“Well Y/N everything is looking good.” The doctor says after removing your cast and having you flex your fingers and move your wrist. “With some physical therapy you should be able to have full use. I'm going to refer you to a physical therapist and prescribe some painkillers. You can expect some swelling to occur as well as some stiffness and pain. If you don’t see any improvement in about 2 weeks please come back. Do you have any questions?”

“No, thank you Dr. Connors.”

“Alright well I’ll be right back.” He exits the room while you sit with Jules in the exam room. 

“So what did Bucky say?” She asks as she eyes you curiously.

“Nothing much. He had to change our plans for Friday night because he was pulled for a mission.” You answer as you look at your newly free hand and flex your fingers.

“Oh, is it hard for you to deal with?”

“No, well I mean kind of. It’s not like we’re bonded but still I miss them.”

“Well you’re true mates so it’s to be expected. You can still create a bond without having their claim marks on you; it's just not as strong.” 

“I guess, there’s just a lot of things I didn’t know and a lot of people didn’t bother to teach me once I didn’t present that I don’t know if I’ll ever catch up. I’m trying though, I’ve been reading articles online and stuff.”

“Well, you have the rest of the day off so how about we grab lunch and then we can go shopping for some essentials.” Jules smiles brightly at you.

“What would I do without you?”

“Let’s never find out.”

After getting your prescription filled and grabbing lunch Jules takes you to some of her favorite stores that sell items specifically for omegas everything from blankets and essential oils to sex toys that could help during a heat. Some of the things Jules went over were important to know and others just sounded ridiculous.

“I’m serious. Everyone thinks alphas are in charge but that’s not true. If you have a good alpha, an omega is always in charge I promise.” 

“If you say so.” 

“You don’t believe me?” 

“Let’s just say I didn’t have good examples growing up and honestly you and Ricky are the first couple that I’ve really been friends with. I don’t have a lot to go on.” You shrug your shoulders before grabbing a blue blanket that reminded you of the color of Steve’s eyes. Jules smiled as she watched you run your hand over the blanket, feeling the softness of the material between your fingers, deciding if you should get it or not before putting it in your basket. 

“Have you thought about suppressants and birth control?” That question has you stopping in the middle of the aisle.

“Suppressants and birth control? I’ve never had to worry about those things before.” 

“Well it’s only something you should consider maybe for when they’re going to be away for a while. You said it yourself that missions could take days or weeks. And of course birth control until you figure out if or when you want pups. But that’s something you have to talk about with your alphas.” 

“Pups?” 

You hadn’t even thought of that and you really hadn’t even thought about the physical aspect of the relationship. Of course you wanted to be with them but at the same time you were worried that your lack of experience would be a turn off for them. It’s not that you’ve never slept with anyone, it's just that it had only been with one person, a beta, shortly after you moved out on your own when you turned 18. 

“What the fuck am I doing dating three alphas? And not only alphas but Avengers. What if I’m not good at being their omega?”

“Hey, It’s ok. There isn’t some cookie cutter way of being an omega. If we have good alphas, which we do, they will let us live freely.” Jules tries to calm you down. “And you don’t have to worry about pups, maybe they’ll want to wait anyway. But you have to talk to them. Remember you’re the omega you’re in control. ” 

“I’m in control.” You repeat to yourself. 

Jules dragged you to more stores. Giving you a rundown of the best pajamas to wear before your heat and she showed you her favorite things that she used for her nest. During all of this there was a little pang of anger and hurt beating in your chest. While you now understood that omegas had a tendency to come together and help each other, all of the things Jules was talking about should have been taught to you by your mother. 

After walking out of the hellhole that was your home when you were 18 you tried not to think about your family. You would like to think that your mother had been forced into that submissive role and that your father was using alpha commands to make her do the things she did but it simply wasn’t true. There had been plenty of nights where you woke up drenched in sweat and tears as the nightmares of your childhood plagued your mind. Memories in which she had willingly taken part in your torment. There was never an ounce of fear or regret when she pulled you out of bed and took you to your father for being an embarrassment to the family by not having a presentation. One of the many things they had taken from you. She would stand there and watch as your father hit you and degraded you and she would even join in sometimes. The longer you were away from the house that held nothing but pain, blood and tears the more you realized that not all alphas were the way your father was. That omegas could be just as fierce and protective over their pups, even more than any alpha. It also meant that they could be just as cruel as alphas and that was the first example you ever had.

“What’s wrong Y/N?” Jules’ soft soothing voice pulls you from your thoughts. You feel her hand on your cheek as she wipes away a tear. 

“I’m sorry. It’s just most of the things you’re telling me I should already know. My mother should have been the one to talk to me about these things.” you shrug. “Emotionally it’s a lot I guess. I wish things would have been different with her at least.” 

Jules hugs you, this was something else she was good at. Knowing when to either say or do something to sooth you. You wondered if you would ever be like that too. 

“Why don’t we go home? I think it’s enough of omega 101 for you.” 

“Ok.” And you let her lead you out of the store and back to her and Ricky’s apartment. It was a good thing since you didn’t want to be alone at the moment. 

The week had passed faster than you realized. The community center was busier than ever with families running around for the different activities that had been planned. You had gone to your first physical therapy appointment and met with Steve for lunch before he had to go train recruits. Bucky had been able to call during his mission and let you know he was ok although you could hear how tired he really was. Sam had also stopped by the center, asking you out on your first proper date.  

To say you were excited for the date was an understatement. Of course you had spent time with Sam, in fact you had spent more time with Sam than with Steve or Bucky but this was different. He had kept some distance the other times, he didn’t want you to feel like he was too much but in reality it wasn’t enough. This time you would make sure to get as close as possible. He didn’t give you much information about the date other than it would be outside. 

 By 10:00 am you’re dressed and putting on some finishing touches when you hear a knock on your door. His scent reaches you before you even open the door. There’s a smile on your face as you see Sam on the other side. 

“Hi Sunshine.” He says with a smile. His scent is intoxicating, the notes of citrus coming through and reflecting the excitement of finally going on a date. 

“Hi, please come in. I'm almost ready.” 

“These are for you.” 

Sam presents a beautiful bouquet of flowers and a gift bag. His eyes light up as you look between him and the gifts with a shocked expression. 

“Sam you didn’t-”

“I wanted to so you are just going to have to get used to it.” he teases as you grab the flowers and the gift.

“I don’t know if I ever will.” 

You let him in and lead him into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase. Sam is taking in your apartment, it’s cozy and warm, a smile appears on his face again. Your scent is everywhere of course and he could stay in here forever. He turns to look back at you just as you look into the gift bag, a small gasp leaves your lips. 

“Steve said you liked taking pictures when you went to the fair so I thought you could use this. Do you like it?” 

“Absolutely.” You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. In your hands you held a polaroid camera and in the bag there were some boxes of film. 

“Good. Now are you ready to go?”

You put on your shoes and grab your purse and the camera.

“Yes, I am.” 

You were ecstatic when Sam pulled up to the venue. It was a not too big music festival focusing on up and coming, and indie artists. With your new favorite band, that you had mentioned to him in passing, playing. Sam had a pleased smirk as he watched you all but sprint out of his car, stopping only to grab his hand and pull him along. Once you’re close enough to the entrance Sam slows down. 

“Give me the camera.” he says and you pull it from your purse and hand it over. The huge festival sign hangs above you. “Ok move over a little to your left… perfect. Smile for me.” He snaps the picture, the camera buzzing as the small rectangle appears on the side. 

“Two more.” You tell him as you grab the camera and take one of him, and then one together. You stand in line to get into the actual festival. Everyone around you was humming or singing and swaying along to the music that was being played through the speakers as the line moved along. Once you finally got in you took in the set up. 

There were booths set up with band merch as well as other items available that took up all of the left side of the area while the right side had food vendors and tables to sit. There were a few hundred people making their way in and some even did a double take as they recognized Sam. There were people handing out flyers for the band line up. As you made your way down you saw small areas that were used by other performers. There was also an area for what you assumed was a meet and greet. The stage itself was at the back. People were rushing to get back there to get a good spot. Sam took charge as he held your hand as he made his way through the crowd, finding a great spot near the front of the stage. He had his hand at the small of your back as he guided you to stand in front of him, so that you could see better and so that he could keep you safe. 

“I can’t believe this is happening.” you say over your shoulder as the lights on the stage begin to come to life. 

“I’m glad you like it.” 

You turn in his arms to look up at him. “Of course I do. This is amazing, thank you Sam.” you give him another kiss on the cheek as he gives you a blinding smile.

“It’s starting,” he says as the first band makes their way on stage. 

The day went by in a fun filled blur. You and Sam danced, laughed, joked and sang at the top of your lungs. More pictures were taken, you bought some band merch, you had a few drinks and food. Now you found yourself on the other side of the stage where an area had been kept empty so that blankets could be spread out. You sat between Sam’s legs and rested your back against his chest. The sun was setting behind the stage as the next band started their set.

“Are you having fun?” Sam asked as he wrapped his arms around you.

“So much fun, really. Thank you for this.”

“Anything for you, baby.” He says as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. You closed your eyes as you tilted your head to the side to give Sam more access. He kissed and nipped along your shoulder and ended where he would mark you as his. The thought alone sent a shiver up your spine which didn’t go unnoticed by the alpha that was currently turning you into putty in his hands. “Does the thought of having my mark excite you sunshine?” He whispered in your ear. 

“Mm-hmm.” You hum as you turn your head to look up at him. Sam kisses your jaw moving to your cheek until his lips meet yours. Your eyes flutter close as he deepens the kiss, tongues fight for dominance and hands roam in an effort to touch as much of each other as possible. When you pull back your both inhaling deeply while smiles appear on your kissed swollen lips. 

“What did I do to get such a great alpha?” 

Sam growls, low and deep in his chest. It sends a jolt down your spine and you squeeze your legs together when you feel slick pool between your thighs. 

“We should get going, before I do something I won’t regret in front of everyone.” He whispers in your ear and you gasp at his admission. Sam gathers all of your things and holds them in one hand while he grabs your free hand with the other. 

Sam kept a hand on you the entire ride back to your apartment. He held your hand or put his hand on your thigh. He would smirk when he looked over to find you already looking at him while biting your bottom lip. If this was you now you really didn’t want to know what a full blown heat was especially around the three of them. 

“We’re here.” Sam’s voice makes you look up at your apartment building. A small pout on your lips as you look back at Sam. “What is it baby?” 

“I don’t know, guess I’m sad today is over.” 

“Me too, but you know I like to visit you at work. You’ll get sick of me real soon.” 

You chuckle. “I doubt it. Especially if you keep smiling at me like that.” 

“Oh really? Is that your weakness, smiles?” 

“Nope, a handsome alpha with a nice smile is,” You lean in closer until you’re leaning over the center console. “Which I think you fit the description perfectly.” Your hand falls on his thigh for some leverage. Sam leans forward, his lips on yours feel like heaven. He wraps his right arm around your waist and in a swift movement he pulls you into his lap. Your arms find their way around his shoulders as you moan into the kiss. Sam’s tongue swirls around yours as his hands make their way to your ass. 

He pulls you closer, causing you to grind yourself against his hardening length. The growl that escapes him as he kisses your neck spurs you on. Sam lets you take the lead as you roll your hips slowly against him but unfortunately in the confined space of the driver’s seat you move too far back and you hit the steering wheel with your ass causing the horn to go off. You both freeze in place, the mood drastically changing in just a second. Your head rests on his shoulder as you begin to laugh and then he joins you. When you pull back you’re hitting your bottom lip trying to stop yourself. Sam’s warm brown eyes sparkle even with how dark it is. 

“You’re trouble.” He teases before placing one more kiss on your neck. “Come on, let’s get you inside.” 

“Ok.” You steal one more quick kiss before getting off of his lap. 

Sam walks you to your door and waits for you to open it. Your sweet scent wafts from the open door and he has to stop himself from going in there and claiming you. 

“Thank you again, for today it was fun.” 

“I’m glad you liked it, Sunshine.” He cups your cheek as you wrap your arms around his neck. Sam gives you another kiss, this time sweet and tender. “I’ll see you Monday ok, Steve and I want to have lunch with you.” 

You smile, “I’d like that.” Your smile falters just a little. “Do you know when Bucky will be back?” 

He shakes his head. “It’s a highly classified mission which means only those that are involved know the details. But I’m sure he’ll be back soon and you’ll get to see him then.” 

“Ok, tell Steve I said hi.” 

“I will, goodnight Sunshine.” 

“Goodnight Sam.” He gave him a chaste kiss on his lips and slipped inside your apartment and locked it.

Ch. 7

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[pussy-puncher]

Bucky: *has hair up in a man bun*

Sam: *narrows eyes, pokes the man bun* Waht the hell is that thing?

Steve: I don't know, but I like how it looks, Buck.

Sam: Well I don't.

Clint: Y/N go get the scissors.

Y/N: Ok!

Clint and Sam: *trying to hold Bucky down while Y/N trying to cut off the man bun and Steve is panicking*

Natasha: *sighs and shakes her head* Morons...

[buckyssoul]

Sweeter Than Syrup

Paring: SamBucky x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,425

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: polyamory, sexy times (a dumb amount of dirty talk), a little bit of a praise!kink, my general foul language, also an abundance of pet names (I have absolutely Zero self-control okay,,)

Summary: just a cozy day in with your boys,,, breakfast, cuddles, oh and a hella explicit threesome. fr it’s like 85% smut, im so sorry hhhh.

A/N: HEY!! I died for like a year. But I’m back now with renewed inspiration thanks to the sambucky show (: also huge shout out to @empyreanwritings​ for beta reading for me. I don’t know what i’d do w/o you, steph. ilysm <3

Bucky was pulling the last of the French toast off the skillet when he heard you and Sam walking down the hallway to the kitchen of your shared floor at the Avenger’s compound. He smiled when he heard your harmonious laughter as you came through the doorway.

“Hey, Bucky” you smiled as you walked over to him swiftly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and placing a delicate kiss on the tip of his nose. “It smells delicious in here” you sighed happily.

He smiled warmly and placed his hands on your hips, “Hi, baby” he replied softly as he leaned in to kiss your lips. He pulled back sooner than you would have liked and smiled at you with nothing but love in his eyes. “You guys are back just in time, everything’s ready.” He pecked your lips once more.

Sam came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, squishing you between your two beautiful boyfriends. He kissed your neck softly from below your ear down to your shoulder causing a tingle to go down your spine. He then leaned forward, squeezing you between them more in the process. But you didn’t care, in between Sam and Bucky’s arms was your favorite place to be. He kissed Bucky softly on the corner of his mouth, “Hey Buck, we missed you” he smiled happily at the soft puppy looking man.

“You dorks were only gone an hour” he chuckled lightly, smiling as his heart warmed being so close to the two loves of his life.

“Which is 59 minutes long enough to miss you” you replied with a genuine warm smile as you leaned in to kiss his dimpled chin.

Sam pulled away first, turning around to get the plates, cups and silverware out of the cabinets to set the table. You gave Bucky one more soft kiss on his plushy pink lips before going to get the butter and drinks from the fridge. Bucky smiled to himself, wondering how the hell he got so lucky. He grabbed the syrup from the pantry as well as the French toast from the counter and made his way to the table where you and Sam were already sitting. Sam poured himself a glass of orange juice then he handed the bottle off to Bucky knowing that’s what he would want too.

“Here, baby. You want some?” Bucky asked lifting the orange juice bottle toward you.

“You know my girl loves her chocolate milk, Buck” Sam jested and winked at you.

“You’re ridiculous,” you couldn’t help but laugh and shake your head at him, “You’re right though, I do love me some chocolate milk.” You winked back at him as you grabbed the half gallon and started filling your glass.

You filled your plate first and started to dig in before either of the boys. A deep moan erupted from your throat, “God Bucky, this is so fucking good,” you sighed as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Bucky and Sam locked eyes smirking at each other, which you missed being lost in the wonderland that was Bucky’s French toast.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it, sweetheart” he gave you a cheeky smile.

“I’m glad too,” Sam smirked.

After breakfast was done you all found yourselves in the living room. Bucky was lounging on one side of the couch and Sam was on the other, they liked to have you sitting between them. You went to sit down on the middle cushion, but Bucky grabbed your arm and pulled you into his lap before you could sit all the way down. You squeaked as you fell ungracefully into his strong arms. He pulled you close to his body and began planting light kisses all over your face.

You were giggling uncontrollably, “Bucky, stop!” you laughed harder as his fingers started to tickle your sides.

“I’ll save you baby!” Sam shouted as he grabbed your legs and dragged your body to lay between them. Your head was now in Bucky’s lap as Sam crawled up to lay between your legs. He wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on your breasts, “Ah, my favorite place to be” he sighed as you chuckled at him, chest still rising and falling heavily from trying to catch your breath.

Bucky ran his fingers through your hair, you looked up at him and smiled softly before relaxing your head back down and letting your eyes fall shut. You brought your hands up to begin rubbing Sam’s toned, muscular back. His eyes fluttered closed as he relaxed further into you, letting himself take in this moment with the two people he cared about most in the world. Bucky looked at you both, smiling to himself, he was so in love.

You released a soft moan as Bucky started massaging your scalp. Sam’s eyes shot open at the noise. He looked up and his eyes immediately locked with Bucky’s. They shared a smirk with each other again. They loved the sounds you always made for them. Sam slid his hands up your sides and slowly started massaging your breasts. You let out a higher pitched whine and heavy sigh at his ministrations.

Sam sat up so Bucky could tug your shirt over your head while he tugged off your jeans, you didn’t protest. Both of them took in your appearance, your soft skin on display for them only covered by your thin black lace bralette and matching thong. Sam, still sat up on his knees between your legs, started to massage up your thighs while Bucky reached down to toy with your pebbled nipples through the fabric of your bra.

“So soft and warm for us, angel” Bucky hummed lowly as Sam lightly rubbed his thumb over your clothed clit.

You arched your back up at their gentle touches, silently begging for more friction.

“You’re so pretty, love” Sam praised you, voice barely above a whisper, as he pulled your thong off. He leaned down to put his mouth to work on you, but you stopped him by planting your foot against his chest gently.

“You two are wearing far too many clothes” you smirked and raised an eyebrow at him daring him to test your patience. You rolled off the side of the couch to your feet and turned to face them, waiting for them to lose their clothes. They stripped faster than you’ve ever seen them do so before, both of them left in just their boxers within seconds. Without speaking you gently moved Sam by his shoulders, so he was laying on his back in the middle of the sofa. You leaned down to kiss him, moaning when he pushed his tongue into your mouth, you could still taste the syrup lingering on his tongue from breakfast.

You pulled back with a soft smile, “I can think of somewhere else I’d like that tongue to be” you chuckled as he nodded enthusiastically.

“Ain’t gotta tell me more than once, baby” he smiled as he tugged you by your hips to straddle his face. You sighed in immense pleasure when his warm lips wrapped around your clit.

You looked over to see Bucky with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, slowly stroking his shaft as he watched Sam eat you out, eyes hooded, tip of his cock red and weeping, begging to be touched. You salivated seeing him standing there, naked and needy.

“Come here, baby” you motioned for him to join you on the couch. He came and rested on his knees in front of you. You pulled your bralette off, tossing it to the other side of the room.

You grabbed Bucky, lacing your fingers through the silky hair at the base of his neck and pulled him to you connecting your lips, he brought his flesh hand up to cradle your jaw as his metal hand started lightly pinching your hard nipples. The sensation causing you to moan into his mouth and grind your hips down on Sam’s face. Both of them took advantage of your haze, Bucky sliding his tongue into mingle with yours, loving the lingering sweetness on yours from the sugary breakfast you finished not too long ago. And Sam doubled his efforts-- grabbing your ass in his palms, massaging and squeezing your cheeks. You took Bucky’s throbbing cock in your hand gently and began stroking him. He growled deep in his chest, you smiled as you pulled away from his mouth, teeth nipping at his plump bottom lip.

Bucky stared down at you through his lashes as you lowered your head to take him into your mouth. You looked back up at him as you flicked your tongue out to tease the tip of his painfully hard cock. His whole body tensed at the sensation and his flesh hand flew to your hair, lightly caressing your scalp as you took him deeper into your warm waiting mouth. His tip reached the back of your throat and you relaxed your muscles to take him in even deeper, using your tongue to caress the pulsing vein on the underside of his thick cock. You caught him off guard with the throaty moan you released due to Sam sliding two of his fingers into your soaking wet pussy, instantly finding your most sensitive spot. His lips sucked on your swollen clit, his tongue flicking over it rapidly. You tensed up and pulled Bucky from your mouth, replacing it with your hands, as you started breathing heavily, feeling your orgasm approaching quickly.

“That’s it, baby. Come all over Sam’s face, you know he loves your sweet pussy juices. Sweeter than sugary syrup. Come on, angel.” Bucky was encouraging you, stroking your jaw as you continued panting.

“Fuck!” You whined, “Feels so good Sammy, please don’t stop.” Your thighs started twitching uncontrollably..

Sam groaned as he felt your walls starting to constrict around his fingers, the vibration on your sensitive clit throttled you over the edge, hard. You came with a scream, gushing all over Sam’s mouth, he continued to lick at your overstimulated core as you came down from your high.

“So good for us, baby” Bucky cooed, pulling you up to his mouth to kiss your swollen lips.

Sam rolled out from under you and quickly scampered off to the kitchen. You melted into Bucky’s strong supportive arms, letting him cradle your weak body while you recovered from your earth-shattering orgasm. He kissed along your jaw to nibble at the spot below your ear that always made you moan and shiver.

“Oh, Bucky” you sighed into his neck. Bring both your hands up to run through his chocolate locks, you started kissing and nipping at his throat.

You felt his still hard cock pressing against your hip. You pulled away from his neck, leaned in to press a short kiss to supple lips before whispering, “I want you both to fuck me, Bucky.”

“You know we’ll give you whatever your heart desires, sugar” he smirked, “All you gotta do is ask” he finished leaning in to kiss you once more.

“Absolutely, babydoll” Sam agreed as he came back into the room with a glass of ice water. “Drink up” he said handing the glass of water to you. “We aren’t done with you yet.”

You took the glass and chugged the whole thing, thanking Sam with a kiss as you walked back to the kitchen to place the glass in the sink.

You walked back into the living room to see your boys kissing and gently stroking their still hard cocks. “I’ll be waiting in the bedroom for you when you’re ready, boys”

They slowly broke their kiss and followed you to the bedroom. When they arrived, you were sprawled out on the satin sheets of your king sized bed. They stared at you for just a moment, taking in your gorgeous form. Your eyes shut, hair laying around your head like a halo, bottom lip trapped between your teeth, whimpers escaping you as your fingers massaged your sensitive clit. Your other hand pinched and caressed your breasts, your pussy dripping already with arousal.

“You’re stunning, angel” Bucky mused, voice rough and thick with need.

“An absolute vision” Sam agreed.

Bucky approached the bed, wasting no time crawling between your legs and licking up the juices dripping from your cunt. You released a high-pitched breathy sigh at his actions. Sam crawled up next you on the bed giving your soft breasts some attention with his smooth lips and warm tongue. He swirled his tongue around one before closing his lips around it and sucking on it gently. He alternated between them, showing each nipple equal amounts of attention. Bucky was doing the same to your swollen clit, his lips wrapped around it gently sucking and massaging the sensitive nub with his velvety tongue.

“Mmmh, so good to me boys” you sighed. They both hummed, keening at your praise. “I love your mouths, so careful and tender for me” you continued. You reached down wrapping one hand around Sam’s cock, stroking him slowly. The other hand you tangled in Bucky’s hair, gently caressing his scalp. “That’s it, right there, Buck. Make me come, baby” you whimpered when he slid one cool metal finger into your warm fluttering walls.

“You’re so good for us, darlin” Sam cooed, kissing up your chest and throat until his lips sealed around yours swallowing your moans. You began to stroke Sam’s cock faster as your orgasm approached, the coil in your stomach winding tighter every second.

“You wanna come again, baby?” Sam asked, voice thick with desire “You wanna come all over Bucky’s face too? Let him taste that sweet pussy nectar?” His words were pushing you so close to the edge you could scream if your voice box knew how to function properly. “Come on, sugar. You’ve gotta get that pussy nice and wet for us if you want to take both our cocks,” he added, you whimpered at the thought. Bucky plunged his tongue deep into your pulsating pussy, bringing his finger up to flick rapidly at your clit, “Come Y/n, come on Bucky’s tongue” Sam demanded, his voice stern and gravely. And you obeyed, coming with a broken scream, hand squeezing and pumping faster on Sam’s cock, fingers gripping tightly at Bucky’s soft hair, thighs clutching around his head.

“That’s a good girl” Sam praised you, stroking your jaw as you caught your breath. “You look so pretty when you orgasm, princess” he added as he leaned down to softly kiss your cheeks nose and forehead.

“You really do taste sweeter than syrup, baby” Bucky mused, sitting up to wipe your juices from his face.

“I think I’m ready for both those gorgeous cocks now” you sighed after catching your breath for a minute.

Sam laid down on the bed and you leaned down licking at the little bit a precum already escaping his tip, his eyes rolled back in pleasure. You sucked and licked him softly a few more times before straddling his hips and rubbing him against your slick entrance.

“Oh fuck darlin, can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock” he sighed.

You sank down on his cock slowly, feeling every inch of him as he slid into your warmth. You moaned once your hips met his, feeling incredibly full. “You feel so good inside me baby” you praised him as you leaned forward to capture his lips with your own. You began rocking back and forth at a languid pace, enjoying the feel of his cock dragging along your most sensitive nerve endings.

After a minute or so you felt Bucky’s hands on your hips massaging down you where you and Sam were connected. He gently wedged two of his flesh fingers into you alongside Sam’s thick cock, doing his best to ease you open enough to take both of them at once. You whimpered and slowed your pace at the intrusion.

“It’s okay, baby” Bucky reached up with his metal hand to gently caress your beautifully round ass, “just gotta get you ready for both of us at once. You’re doing so good, sweetheart” he praised.

You disconnected yourself from Sam’s mouth, whimpering and kissing down his jaw to hide your face in his neck, kissing and nipping lightly at the flesh under his ear.

Sam reached both his hands around you to rub up and down your sides slowly, stopping at your hips and coming back up to caress the underside of your breasts with his thumbs, “You feel so good, babygirl” he cooed. “Are you ready for Bucky to join us now?” he asked softly. You couldn’t respond verbally, so you just nodded ‘yes’ into the side of his neck.

“Okay, sweetheart” Bucky started as he rubbed his tip at your entrance. “I’ll go slow, tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” you just nodded again, holding your breath as he slid into you, next to Sam. You whined into Sam’s neck and Bucky stilled, about halfway in, “you okay, doll?” He asked with worry edged into his voice.

You breathed out heavily, “Y-yeah, Buck. Keep going, baby.” You reassured him after taking a few deep breaths. He pushed in the rest of the way, settling in easily due to your wetness. You were stretched to the max though, neither of your boys were small, and you were feeling fuller than ever before. “Please move” you begged after taking a few moments to adjust to their size.

Gently, the boys began to rock in and out of you in tandem. As Bucky pulled almost all the way out, Sam would thrust back in and vice versa. You began to moan and whimper unintelligible nonsense into the side of Sam’s throat, hands clutching at his muscular shoulders.

“You’re so wet for us, princess” Sam whispered, tone flooded with pleasure, hands still caressing your sides. You sighed happily at his praise.

Bucky sucked on two of his flesh fingers before reaching around to strum at your clit. You clenched around them tightly at the initial contact, letting out a high-pitched whine into Sam’s shoulder. “Fuuuuck baby” Sam panted, “Squeezing us so tight.”

“You gonna come for us a third time, babygirl?” Bucky teased and he rubbed your clit faster.

“Oh fuck” you whimpered, “Don’t stop, I’m so close” you panted.

“Come for us, baby” Sam grunted as he thrusted harder into you, he and Bucky both increasing their paces. “Wanna come for you sweetheart, but you’ve gotta let go first” Sam panted, his release nearing as well.

“Gonna fill you up with our cum” Bucky added, “but you have to come for us first babygirl, come on” he begged.

A few more flicks of Bucky’s strong fingers against your swollen nub and their cocks pumping into you vigorously, stroking every inch of your sensitive walls, and you came with a strangled shout, gushing around them. Your warm, slick release and the clenching of your muscles around them sent both your boys over the edge. They came grunting and panting, mumbled praises of how good you are to them. You felt the warmth of them coating you and mixing with your juices. It was running down your thighs as they pulled out of you, leaving you feeling exhausted and empty. You rolled off Sam, eyes closed, breathing heavily.

Bucky came up beside you, brushing your sweat slicked hair back from your face. “Hey, honey” he whispered, “You wanna go shower off and take a much-deserved siesta?” He scooped you up in his arms when you lazily nodded ‘yes’.

You rested your head where his neck met his shoulder, pressing gentle kisses to his collarbone, “Love you, buck” you mumbled in a sleepy haze.

“I love you too, babydoll” he smiled and kissed your forehead before gently setting you on your feet in the shower between himself and Sam.

“Mmmm, I love you Sammy” you cooed leaning in to give him a soft kiss under the warm stream of the shower.

“I love you too, sweetheart” he kissed you back softly.

The boys took their time washing you and themselves before helping you out of the shower and drying off. Sam carried you back to bed, and you cuddled up with your two boys under the thin sheet of your bed, drifting off to the feel of three soft hands on your body and one smoothe cold one.

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[rogue-barnes-16]

WHEN YOU COME BACK (part I/II)

Summary: After months of being friends with benefits, the dangerous agreement backfires and Bucky’s feelings for Y/n are exposed. Instead of talking it out, they make the situation worse, and it might get more difficult after a dangerous mission.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Genre: angst w/ a pleasant ending

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Warnings: language, angst, mentions of sex

A/N: it was supposed to be a oneshot, but I divided in two parts bc it was too long and I don't know about you guys, but I don't really like reading a super long fic, so here you go. Plus, I have more content for the next day while I finish The Protege and one of the requests <3

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Part II

I deposited my bag at the entrance of Steve's gym, and slowly made my way to the outer side of the ring where Bucky was working out with a punching bag.

A incredibly brief stop of his punches informed me that he knew I was there.

I smirked, biting my lower lip as I finally reached his back with my fingertips. "hey soldier." I ran both my hands over his back until he turned around to face me with tired eyes. "you shouldn't be awake." he huffed. "Y'know what time is it?"

"midnight?" he questioned, stepping away to take off the bandages from his flesh hand.

"4 am." I corrected him, taking off my leather jacket and leaving it over a bench where, simultaneously, I hopped onto. "you gotta rest."

"That's why you came all the way here?" He stole a glance at me, taking off his tank top to change it for a shirt that rested over the same bench as I did. "to make sure I rest."

"Kinda." I replied, not breaking eye contact as he leaned right besides me to reach the piece of clothing. "I had a stressful meeting."

"You're not made for the political stuff." words escaped his mouth before he knew it, and both our minds went back to just a few months ago.

"Someone's gotta do Nat's work." I spoke, looking down. Sadness and guilt were added to the mix of negative, toxic emotions that had been poisoning my mind for the whole week, and only reminded me why I was there.

I waited until he had his shirt on to tug the hem of it, bringing Bucky close to me in an almost mechanic motion.

His exhausted body towered me, his metal hand on the bench and his flesh one on my hip, bringing me closer to the edge to kiss me.

It was brief, as always. I didn't like it when he kissed me for too long, because lust turned into something different every time his lips attached to mines.

I didn't want that, so I pulled away, earning a tired sigh from him that made me feel terrible. Just before I took off my shirt, Bucky’s hand stopped me. "Not today." I frowned confused. "I'm not in the mood."

"Well, you were, two minutes ago." I retorted, irritation coming unfairly at him.

"You sure?" his comeback made me feel even worse. "you got a ride home?"

"I'll get a taxi." my bitter replied made his eyes dug on my form as I hopped off.

"Good." he grabbed his bag and threw me the keys of the gym. "lock it when you leave."

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It wasn't casualty that I found Bucky in his tactic gear walking through the hall, it was luck, and I wasn't about to waste it.

"Hey!" I sped up to reach him before he got to the elevator. "what's wrong with you?"

"what--"

"why are you avoiding me?" he was definitely not caught off guard by my question, and I knew what he was about to answer was something he had thought beforehand, so I cut him off before he could shove a cheap excuse on my face. "If you got a problem with our deal, tell me and we'll call it a day."

His eyes opened widely and his hand was fast to reach the earpiece he was wearing to turn it off, before he held my hand and took me into one of the facility's empty rooms. "what the fuckin hell."

"what's the problem, Bucky?" I lowered my voice. "and don't say there's no problem, because I swear--"

"what do you want me to say then?" he questioned, quite frustrated. "that I don't know how to act around you anymore?"

"what's that supposed to mean?" I kept the anxiousness and fear about the state of our friendship buried under a tone of pride.

"No, don't fucking do that." he warned me, taking a step back. "If I can't play dumb, you can't play dumb."

"I really don't fucking understand what you mean, Bucky." I lied, crossing my arms over my chest at the same time as he ran his hands up his face, ending up tugging the short ends of his hair.

"we're not on the same page." before I could ask again, he kept explaining, maintaining his eyes off my form as long as possible. "we never were, and I still agreed on this shit." he groaned, starting to pace. " 'cause- Fuck! I'm so stupid. Y'know, I thought it would be easier this way, but it's not, it got fucking worse."

"Slow down, alright?" I requested, with my hands up. Now I was actually confused about what he was talking about. "I'm lost. For real, so please, slow down and explain."

"what the hell do you want me to explain, doll?" my heart skipped that dreadful beat at the name, and I gulped in an attempt to swallow my feelings. "are you that blind that you didn't fucking see it in the last eight months?" he let out an hurtful yet sarcastic snort. "I knew you didn't even look in my direction before the blip, but we've been fucking, you could've made an extra effort."

"what the fuck?" I muttered, my heart aching, partly because he thought I hadn't pay attention to him when I was literally crushing on him, and partly because he was making it seem as if I had been using him. "I pay attention! I fuckin' pay attention Barnes, don't even fuck around with that 'cause y'know how much I care for my friends alright?"

"friends?" anger was starting to show up in both of us, but his was building up faster than mine. "our friendship ended when this started, and you damn well know it."

"It doesn't have to, though." I replied, struggling to keep the fear of losing him at bay. "If you were mature enough, we could just end this and go back to--"

He stopped pacing just to throw a punch at one of the walls, which made me go quiet, worried about him. "Y/n, I fuckin' love you." his voice threatened to break, so did my heart. "how do I go back from that, huh?" I gulped, frantically searching for a reply that would change this situation. "Tell me, since you're the grown-up in this, how do I fuckin go back, doll?"

"You don't love me." I tried to convince him and myself that he didn't, because that was my truth, the truth I had chosen. We didn't love each other.

We cared for each other as friends, we cared for each other as people who had lost way too much and couldn't allow the world to take more away from then.

That was it, we didn't love each other.

"you don't know what you're talking 'bout," I assured, stepping across the room to get close to him, who now rested his back against the wall he had just punched. "you don't love me." he shook his head, his eyes fixed on his combat boots. "Bucky look at me, I'm your friend."

"I ain't fucking Sam y'know?" he had made a point, and since I couldn't argue about it, he took my silence as an advantage to keep talking. "I told you, Y/n. I— We can't go back, no matter how hard we try." It was my turn to pace, but I was soon stopped by his metal hand merely ghosting over mine. "I'm taking a big step here doll, so please help me out." he pleaded, holding my hand and effortlessly pulling me to him. "If... If we're not on the same page, just say it." my fingers unconsciously intertwined with his. "If you don't feel the same way, I get it, but say it, don't dodge it."

The moment his metal fingers intertwined with mines, I snapped out of the trance his vulnerable steel blue eyes had got me in. I shook my head no, panic taking over me. "you don't love me."

"you can't just say that."

"you don't love me" I repeated, pulling my hand away from him.

"yeah because you know fucking everything don't you?" he was no longer afraid of my answer, now he was just desperate to get one, and frustrated that I would give it to him.

"What I know, is that you're confusing lust with love because you need that." his eyes dug on mines and I had to fight the urge to look away and cry at what I was about to say. "You haven't felt loved in like forever, and you need that."

"... I what?" he was quiet and incredulous. The brunet had merely processed what I had just said when I kept it on going.

"you desperately need to be loved." my voice was tearing up, and I was sure I wasn't going to be able to control it, just like Bucky wasn't being able to hold the terrible pain I was causing inside. "everyone does but you-"

"fuck you." He replied sternly, pushing himself off the wall. "That's all I gotta say to you. Fuck you."

"Well you ain't gonna be the one." I retorted automatically before I could filter my words.

"well yeah, no shit." he put on the earpiece again and stalked out of the room.

"fuck bucky, hold on-"

"I'm not wasting more time on listening to your childish shit." he murmured. "got a mission."

"Bucky I really don't want to lose you alright?" I confessed, not really sure why I thought that sentence would change anything.

He, surprisingly, stopped and looked over his shoulder. "It's a bit late to realize that, don't you think, doll?" I pursed my lips and crossed my arms over my chest. He clenched his fists. "I didn't wanna lose you either."

That past tense stung my heart just as much as it stung his. "can we talk when you come back?"

There was a moment of silence previous to his tired sigh. "Sure. I'll call you when I'm back in my apartment." I dug my nails on my biceps, tilting my head to the side in search of his eyes, which were still peeking at my form. "see you in a couple of days."

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[late-to-the-party-81]

Ojos Asi - Part 1 - The Beginning

AN: I'm back with another one-shot that turned into a mini-series. Our boy Joaquin Torres doesn't get enough love, so this is my way of helping to remedy that. Set post TFATWS and could tie into my SamBucky post canon 'verse

DISCLAIMER - I know nothing about any Air Force, US or otherwise.

Beta'd by the wonderful @yarnforbrains, dividers by @firefly-graphics and mood board by me (credits to those who took the photos)

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Pairing: Joaquin Torres x Fem SWORD Agent! Reader

Chapter Word count: 2.8k

CW: a pinch of misogyny but mostly fluff, pining and good-natured teasing from one JB Barnes.

“…no, you gotta have it so tight that it almost hurts. Otherwise it could fall off mid-flight and no-one wants that, least of all you…”

Watching Sam and Joaquin talking together, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. Your best friend, Joaquin, had a look of concentrated confusion on his face, whilst Sam half-smiled at him indulgently, explaining, once again, how the Falcon wings worked. The pair of them had worked hard, with Bucky’s help, to get them working again. You could tell Sam was a little emotional. He had a lot of memories tied up in those wings, and despite having his shiny new vibranium set, there was just ‘something’ about the original ones.

“It’s rude to stare, you know.” A deep voice rumbled from behind you, and if you had been anyone else maybe you would have jumped or been embarrassed.

“That’s like the pot calling the kettle black, Barnes.” You dragged your gaze away from the scene in front of you and whirled around to walk past the Sargent. However, you were brought to a jerked halt by a vibranium hand clamping around your upper arm.

“Hey, where you going, doll? Don't cha wanna be here when your boyfriend manages to actually get up in the air?”

“Lieutenant Torres is not my boyfriend.”

“And whose fault is that, doll? You planning on telling him any time soon that you like him?”

“None of your business, Barnes.”

“It is, if it affects how effective you are in the field.”

You glared at him and gritted your teeth.

“There is nothing to affect my performance. Now let me go.”

Bucky sighed and shook his head, but removed his grip.

“Whatever, doll. Whatever.”

You squared your shoulders and walked away from him, leaving the hanger with as much aplomb as you could muster.

You and Joaquin had become friends when you joined the Air Force, straight out of college. You’d both been on the Ground Support Team, but it was a while before you were both assigned to the same op. You got on like a house on fire, even if he was a bit arrogant at first, not uncommon for a guy in his early 20’s.

You’d spent your morning going over your first assignment with your CO. You might have joined the Air Force, but your expertise was in computers, both hardware and software. Wanting to test your skills, the CO had challenged you to make as many working laptops you could out of all the damaged ones kicking around the base. Not having anywhere specific to set up, you’d commandeered a couple of tables and set them up in the corner of one of the little-used hangars. You had your magnifying goggles on and the soldering iron in your hand, along with a whole host of other tools, as you tested each part and put it back in place on the motherboard. It was going well, until a peal of raucous laughter split the air. You placed your iron down with a huff, not wanting to catch yourself with it more than already had done.

“Hey guys,” you shouted out. “Do you have to be so noisy? Some of us are actually trying to work.”

You glared at the three guys, who were messing around with each other. Realising you were there, one of them, a cocky looking blond, jogged over, casting his eyes over the bench.

“Sorry, sweetheart. We disturbing your jewellery making?”

You crossed your arms over your chest and glared up at him. You’d hoped to avoid this bullshit for a couple of days, but you supposed it was good to get it out of the way sooner rather than later.

“Yeah, you are. I was making a special ring for your dad to wear. It’s gonna help him satisfy me all night. Why, do you need one too?”

He had the decency to blush, and his two friends failed to hold back their laughter. The taller of the two, with dark hair and sparkling brown eyes, clapped his rude friend on the shoulder.

“She burned you there, Mike. Serves you right, man.” Then he turned back to you and stuck out his hand.

“I’m Torres, Joaquin. This here is Damien and the neanderthal is Mike. He’s a good guy really.”

You raised your eyebrow.

“I’ll reserve judgement.”

“You’re really sparky, you know?”

“I know. See you later Torres.” You turned your back to them and carried on with your work.

It had been easy to become friends with Joaquin. He was always smiling, always able to see the good side of everything and everyone, and it was a smile that always went all the way up to his eyes, making them shine and sparkle. And over time you softened towards Damien and Mike as well, although they were never as close to you.

There’s a comradery when you’re in a team like that, but that’s strengthened when something goes wrong. The team had been heading out in the hum-vee, en-route to set up for an op when it hit an IED. One moment you had been chatting with Joaquin and Mike, whilst Damien drove, the next you were flying through a fire, your ears ringing and your vision went black.

You came to, to find Joaquin leaning over you, tapping you on the face.

“C’mon, Sparky, wake up, damn it!”

Your head hurt as you opened your eyes and spat out a mouthful of sand.

“I’m up! I’m up!”

You tried to sit up, but the world span. Bile rose in your throat, and you leaned to the side as you vomited it up. Joaquin passed you his canteen, and you rinsed your mouth out.

“’the fuck happened?”

You wiped your hand over your face, and it came away bloody.

“IED.”

For once Joaquin wasn’t smiling. You took a proper look at him. His face was covered in ash and sand. He had a graze across one cheek and his arm…his right arm hung wrongly from the shoulder socket. You looked around and felt a sense of panic rising.

“’Quin, where are Mike and Damien?”

“They were in the front, Sparky. They didn’t make it. I’ve called for back-up. Looks like this was just a random device and not an ambush. There’s no-one out here taking pot-shots.”

“Shit!”

“Yeah, I know.”

The pair of you huddled together and waited for your evac. You had some cracked ribs, plus minor cuts and bruises, whilst Joaquin had a dislocated shoulder. You’d both been lucky, unlike Mike and Damien.

You’d finished out your tour in the time period after the Snap. Like Joaquin, you hadn’t been one of those who had disappeared, melting to ash in the blink of an eye. Unlike him though, at the end of your tour you wanted out. You’d gone on to get a job with SWORD instead, using your skills gained from your time in the Air Force to help protect against more unique threats.

You still ran into Joaquin from time to time, and you always marvelled at how handsome he was and how you could get lost in his dark eyes. Not being his teammate anymore allowed you to give yourself permission to notice these things - things that could have made working together awkward. Still, you never told him, not wanting to jeopardise what you had. He’d never given you any reason to think that he wanted more.

After your uncomfortable conversation with Barnes, you’d retreated to the office to go through some paperwork when Joaquin appeared, sweaty, out of breath and smiling.

“Hey Sparky!” His arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a hug.

“Eeeeww, ‘Quin. You’re all moist!” You pulled away from him as he laughed.

“Oh my god; it was amazing! I was up in the air, and I was flying. And Sam only had to catch me twice, but still! Oh my god!”

His enthusiasm and bright smile were infectious, making your heart beat harder in your chest and butterflies swirl in your stomach. You couldn’t help but smile back.

“Well, I promise I’ll watch you next time.”

“Hey, and maybe, once I’ve got the hang of it, I can take you for a test-fly?”

You smacked at his chest, trying to ignore how the damp material clung to him like a second skin.

“Trying to sweep me off my feet, Torres?” You loved to tease him, but he didn’t need to know what was really going on in your head.

He wrapped his arms around you again, lifting you off the floor and spinning the pair of you in circles.

“Wouldn’t be the first time, Sparky!”

You playfully pounded your fists against his shoulders in a demand to be set back down. God, his eyes were beautiful.

“Put me down, Fly-Boy! You’re gonna rub your stink all over me.”

You couldn’t break his gaze as he lowered you, your body sliding against his as he did so. You stared at each other for a moment, before he pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll see you later! Don’t fly off with anyone else ‘til I see you again.”

“Get outta here ‘Quin.”

You smiled as you watched him leave, then added “And get a shower!”

Would you ever be brave enough to tell him how you felt? Tell him that, no matter where you’d been or how long you’d been away, as soon as you saw him, looked into his beautiful brown eyes, you felt at home again. How you trusted no-one else the way you trusted him. You’d seen a lot in your life, been to a lot of places, but nothing compared to him. His beauty, his spirit.

It intoxicated you and kept you captive.

Fuck.

You had to admit it, Joaquin got good with the wings fast, and he was beautiful whilst he did it.

He’d sent you a text when he was on his way down to the air-field for his second training session with Sam. You got there just as he was suiting up, Sam hovering around him like a mother duck watching her duckling go for a swim for the first time. He flashed you a grin and a wave before turning his attention back to all the straps and buttons that would ensure his safety in the air.

Bucky joined you as the two winged men took to the air.

“I’ll never tire of watching him do that. It’s one thing to think your man is an angel, but another thing to actually see it come to life.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose.

“Barnes, for god’s sake. He isn’t my man.”

“Look, I know I give you shit for it, but come on, doll. It’s fucking obvious how you feel. And take it from someone who has been around for a while, you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.”

“Why do you even care?”

“Because contrary to what Sam says, I am actually human. I care about people, doll. I care about you. I care about Torres. And after the shit you’ve both been through you deserve some happiness. He’s always going on about you. Sparky this and Sparky that. Maybe if you actually resolve all this fucking pining I won’t have to listen to him ramble on so much.”

You chuckled at Bucky’s attempt to be petty and grumpy. No wonder Sam loved the man; he was pretty cute when he was being disagreeable.

“Maybe I’ll never say anything just to keep winding you up then?”

“For the love of god, no!”

The pair of you were still sniping at each other, good-naturedly, as Sam and Joaquin came in for their landing. Sam made it look easy, but ‘Quin did look cute as he stumbled to a stop.

“Take it easy, Fly-Boy. You don’t want to be eating sand. And you Sam, looking good as always!”

“Hey sweetheart.” Sam smiled as he pushed his goggles up off his face. “What were you and Bucky-bear laughing about?” “Oh, just how I love doing things that piss him off.”

Sam’s smile turned into a laugh.

“My favourite past-time. Although I’m watching you – he might be taken as a form of flirting and I don’t share.”

“Eww, Sam, that’s like accusing me of flirting with my brother or my uncle. Yuck! Come on, Joaquin. I need a beer to wash that awful taste outta my mouth. Bleugh…”

“I’ll meet you in the mess in fifteen, Sparky. Don’t want you to tell me off for being stinky again.”

“Don’t be any longer, or you’ll owe me two beers, Falcon...”

“I like the way you say that.”

“Phpht, you like everything I say…”

You both walked off in your separate directions and Bucky and Sam watched you go. The White Wolf reached out, wrapping his arm around his partner's waist and drew him in close.

“You think she’ll ever tell him?”

“I hope so. He’s so gone on her, and I don’t think he even realises. If we have to wait for him to work it out I might end up throttling him.”

“Young love, ey.”

“You’re a sappy shit, Jamie Barnes.”

“Back at you, Sammy Wilson.”

A couple of months down the line and Joaquin had been cleared to go on active missions with the wings. He was now officially using Sam’s old call sign of Falcon, and no-one could pry the smile off his face or the joy from his eyes. He’d been especially happy to discover that you were going to be the SWORD agent in charge of his first sanctioned mission.

“So, you’re going to be my boss on this op then, Sparky?”

“When am I not bossing you around? You know you love it, and anyway, you’d be lost without me.”

He slung an arm around your shoulders and pulled you in for a side hug.

“You got me there!”

Sam and Bucky just smiled indulgently at the pair of you, trying not to laugh when you glared at them.

You and your colleagues at SWORD had been keeping track of various nefarious groups and their activities over the last half a year. The intel you’d gathered suggested a bunch of malcontents hiding out in the mountains of northern Montana. Their motivation was nothing outside the ordinary - they were upset about the fact that they had lost their jobs and been displaced due to the return of the ‘blipped’, which was understandable. However, they had resisted all offers of help from the GRC, seeming to only be happy whilst they were complaining and stirring up trouble. Normally it would have been left to local law enforcement to deal with them, but the chatter was that they were planning something big and had access to weaponry they shouldn’t have, possibly extra-terrestrial in origin.

You stood with Sam, looking over the map laid out in front of you.

“If Bucky and I set up here as ground support, then you and ‘Quin can fly in here, from the south. We think they are camped out here…” your finger pressed a push pin further into the paper, “so you should get a good run up, and be high enough they won’t spot you, at least at first.”

“Is there a good enough route from that look-out for you and Bucky to make ex-fil if you have to?”

“Yeah, I’ve been in worse spots.”

“That’s not the point, and you know it.”

“It’ll be fine, Dad!”

Sam seemed to forget that you’d been doing this longer than he’d known you and was sometimes, in your opinion at least, a little overbearing.

“I’ll have Bucky with me. I hope you’re not implying that you don’t have faith in him.”

Bucky, who was sitting on the other side of the room checking over his sniper rifle, tried to hurriedly tamp down a chuckle. Sam just glared at you and raised one eyebrow.

“You did not just go there, Sparky!”

You grinned in return, and after a moment Sam grinned too, shaking his head in amusement.

“Fine, fine. I trust you. It’s your op. You know I’m just a worrier.”

“That he is!” Bucky’s voice rang out sardonically.

“Quiet in the cheap seats, Barnes!”

“Make me, Sammy!”

“Not in front of the kids, Bucky-Bear!”

You loved their petty bickering; you swore it was one of their love languages. Looking over at Joaquin you rolled your eyes at him, and he covered his mouth with his hand to hide his own smirk. God, he was so cute.

Pulling yourself back to the task at hand you clapped your hands together.

“Right, let’s get this show on the road. Move out, guys!”

Part 2

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✨ @jobean12-blog

*Boys in bed with books

The staring contest (Bucky x reader)

✨ @syntheticavenger

*Anonymous (Andy Barber x female reader)

*Time to run (Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

Deception (Soft Dark! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

✨ @mypoisonedvine

Seven against one (dark!Howling Commandos x reader)

✨ @gogolucky13

*Southpaw (boxer!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Tainted love (70spornstar!Bucky Barnes x 70spornstar!Reader)

Don't fear the reaper (WS!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

✨ @navybrat817

Destroy (Bucky Barnes x female reader)

*Howling commandos tattoo au (Bucky Barnes x female reader x Steve Rogers)

✨ @tuiccim

*Positions and pleasures (Steve Rogers x Reader)

*A scarred enigma (Bucky Barnes x OC Lexa Green)

✨ @bucksfucks

Dead of night (bucky barnes/winter soldier x f!reader)

Mr brightside (ex’s!dad!bucky x f!reader)

Forbidden fruit (dad’sbestfriend!bucky x f!reader)

Left gasping for air (bucky barnes x f!reader)

*The bodyguard (bodyguard!bucky x stark!reader (adopted))

*Fake boyfriend real orgasms (roommate!bucky x f!reader)

✨ @lex-the-flex

Catnip (Bucky Barnes x reader)

✨ @jurassicbarnes

*What a night (Bucky Barnes x Reader (TFATWS))

✨ @wkemeup

Suburbia (bucky x reader)

✨ @nastybuckybarnes

*Madness (Dark!Steve X Reader)

✨ @bemine-bucky

Insomnia / daydream (Reader x Bucky Barnes)

Who's your daddy (Destroyer!Chris x Reader)

✨ @extremelyblackandwhite

*Innocence (bodyguard!bucky barnes x innocent actress!reader)

✨ @cockslut-padalecki

When daddy's not around (DadsBestFriend!Bucky x F!Reader)

✨ @metalbuckaroo

Diner (Biker!Bucky x F!Reader)

To the edge (Stripper!Bucky x Innocent!Reader)

✨ @buckyhoney

The bar rules (bartender!bucky x reader)

✨ @sweetlyscared

Zero-sum game (Dark!SilverFox Andy Barber x Fem!Reader)

✨ @the-iceni-bitch

Fight so dirty (Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader)

Tied up and twisted (soft!dark CEO!Steve Rogers x fem!reader)

✨ @geminixevans

His cherry (Andy Barber x Black Reader)

✨ @drabblewithfrannybarnes

Jealous boy (Jake Jensen x female reader)

✨ @dreamlessinparis

Lessons in temptation (Andy Barber x Fem!Reader x Ari Levinson)

✨ @stargazingfangirl18

Misconceptions (Ransom Drysdale x female!reader)

*Necessary arrangements 

Just desserts (Steve Rogers x female!reader)

✨ @msmarvelwrites

Sleeping with ghosts (Bucky x assassin!reader)

✨ @buckys-darling

Soft skin, soft eyes (Steve Rogers x Reader)

✨ @buckyjamess

*Girl with the lion (detective!bucky barnes x female!reader)

✨ @starbuckie

In two years (college!bestfriend’sbrother!bucky barnes x reader)

✨ @imanuglywombat

Comme Trois Lapins Qui Baisent (AU Steve Rogers x Reader x Peggy Carter)

✨ @chouettedubois

If I only had a heart (Bucky x f!Reader)

✨ @lokithealligator

*Born in flames (Bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

✨ @marvelswh0re

All in good time (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)

✨ @sweetflowerdreams

*The lunch club (Andy Barber x Reader)

✨ @certainaesthetic

*Back and forth (roommate!steve x woc!reader)

✨ @ritesofreverie

Nobody does it like you do (divorced dilf!bucky x fem!reader)

✨ @angrythingstarlight

Come here and show me (Beefy lumberjack Steve x reader)

✨ @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog

Need you tonight (Andy Barber x Reader x Chris (Destroyer))

✨ @firefly-in-darkness

All yours (Steve Rogers x Reader)

✨ @holdontorogers

*Will you teach me (Steve Rogers x agent!reader)

✨ @boxofbonesfic

Judge & jury (Serial Killer!Steve x Reader)

✨@labella420

Unexpected showers (Business CEO!Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

✨ @marvelmaree

Mistakes (Bodyguard!Sam Wilson x Black F!Reader)

✨ @whiskey-cokenfanfic

Something different (Steve Rogers x Reader x Thor)

✨ @sinner-as-saint

Yes daddy (Sambucky x Reader)

✨ @buckybarneschokeme

If you could see what I see (Soft!Bucky x Reader)

✨ @mysecretlittlelibrary

Teaching and old dog new tricks (Steve Rogers x Reader)

✨ @starlightrogers

The first time (Bucky Barnes x reader)

✨ @river-soul

Shelter (Soft Dark!Curtis Everett x Reader)

 ✨ @holacia2

Goodbye kisses (Ransom Drysdale x reader)

✨ @sagechanoafterdark

Toys in the attic (Bucky x reader)

✨ @thefallenbibliophilequote

Forever (Bucky x Reader)