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buckybarnesstar · 6 years

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Keep You Safe

Request: Can I get an imagine with overprotective bucky <3

Note: so I scrolled deep down in my requests and found this simple gem, and thought I could at least get this (old) request posted and hopefully get over my writers block. I apologize if it sucks. thanks for the request and I hope you all enjoy it! feedback is always welcome and it helps me continue doing this <3 .c

Bucky watched as you loaded your gun with bullets, your eyebrows furrowed in concentration and your lips tucked into your teeth. His eyes trailed down your tactical suit and if he wasn’t so nervous, he’d get heated at how sexy you look and try to keep you back just so he could take you in the jet while the others dealt with the mission.

The mission was supposed to be hard this time around and to say he was wanting to keep you safe was an understatement. He’d like to keep you locked up in the tower and never be in harms way, even from the sun that could give you skin cancer. But he knows you can hold your own; just the thought of losing you today was eating at him. Bucky chewed on his bottom lip, feeling the atmosphere change as the jet came to a slow landing.

You stood out of your seat and your eyes naturally met Bucky’s. You could tell he was thinking hard and you sighed, giving him a small smile as you approached him, holstering your gun. “You okay?” You asked softly, watching as Bucky sat up in his seat. He pulled you onto his lap and rest his metal arm over your thighs and his flesh arm around your waist.

“Can you do something for me?” He asked, quirking an eyebrow at you. Your mind instantly came up with things he’d want from you at a time like this. The heaviness of his question and the tight grip he had around you was a clear answer. “I’m not staying back.” Your voice was firm but your eyes were soft.

It was easy to sympathize for Bucky, but you had a duty and a team to protect just like everyone else. A sharp sigh came from his pink lips and he nodded, letting his eyes glance around at the team. “You stay with me.” He gently ordered, looking back at you.

That was easy; you and Bucky got shit done and it was fun fighting alongside your boyfriend. The landing strip started to lower and the team spoke to each other, going over the plans and individual duties as you all walked out. You stood by Bucky and he kept his hand on your lower back.

Bucky stayed close to you inside the base, bumping your elbow he was so close. You ignored it as you looked inside, but when everyone went their own way and you heard guards running towards you, you stepped away from Bucky and got ready to fight. The distance between you two now made him uneasy.

He glanced towards you nervously and you looked at him with a small smirk as you raised your gun. He looked tense. “Relax. I live for this stuff.” Bucky clenched his jaw and raised his own gun, ready to protect you. “Yeah, and that’s what worries me.” He grumbled, the sound of his gun firing kept you from saying anything in return.

Guards fell to their deaths with bullet holes covering their bodies as you fought by Bucky’s side. You continued down the hallway when it was clear, listening to the others fight all throughout the area. “I need back up on the first floor! ” Nat yelled through your comm.

Your feet moved faster than your brain at the call for help. Bucky was right behind you, yelling your name but you didn’t stop. Nat needed help and you couldn’t let her get injured by worrying about being protected.

Rounding the corner with your gun aimed, you saw Nat in a tight headlock, struggling to get out of it. You shot down a few guards that tried to attack you, not seeing one guard running with his gun aimed at you. You gasped and felt a bullet graze your skin before you could shoot him.

“Y/N!”

You watched as Bruce gently tugged on your stitches, making sure the last one was tight enough. Bucky was sitting with his elbows resting on his knees, his hair framing his face. He was pissed beyond belief. You thought you could take on the last of the guards and help Nat. Bucky tried to tell you to stay back, but you felt like he was underestimating you, when he just wanted to protect you.

A bullet had grazed your arm during the mission and Bucky wasn’t there on time to block it with his metal arm. You frowned as the memory flashed in your mind Bucky had shot the guard after you got hit and shot down the one holding Nat, saving both of you.

Bruce left the room to give you and Bucky some time to talk, noticing the anger Bucky felt. “I’m sorry.” You whispered softly, watching Bucky carefully. He sighed and closed his eyes for a total of 10 seconds. You couldn’t help but count, you were so nervous. He opened them and you could see the tears brimming his water lines. Your heart sank and Bucky stood up and walked over to you.

He rubbed your cheek and kissed your forehead. “I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at myself, Doll. I wasn’t fast enough to save you.” His voice cracked and you rest your hand on his that held your cheek. You let out a humorless laugh and nudged his thigh with your knee. “I’m not dead, you know.” You looked up at Bucky and saw his eyebrows had creased.

“That’s not the point!” He shouted loudly, backing away from you as he rubbed his hand down his face. “Dammit! What if you had turned a little and it went through your chest? What then? You would be dead!” He looked straight into your eyes and it was so intense, you had to look away.

You swallowed your emotions and nodded. “I understand, I won’t leave your side next time.” You whispered, wiping the stray tear that fell. You understood why Bucky was so protective. You love him and he loves you, there’s no question in his protectiveness.

Bucky walked back up to you and leaned down, capturing your lips in a short kiss. “I’d be lost without you. I have to keep you safe and protect you. In all areas. From the men that look at you like you’re just a toy to the guards who have killing programmed into their brains.” You sniffled and nodded, looking into his blue eyes.

Bucky pulled you into his arms, careful of your stitches and you sighed, closing your eyes as you held onto him.

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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Leather Jacket

Note: I had this in my drafts for a while, then Sebastian decides to grace us with his leather jacket?? fucc me. I don’t even write about the leather jacket - it’s a slight mention, lawl. oh and since I’m sick, I don’t feel up to finishing requests. hopefully this ties you guys over! not really sure what it is, just go along with it. gif credit to owner! feedback is always welcome, I love reading your comments!! .c

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, I’M 20 AND WILL NOT BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR WHAT YOU UNDERAGE KIDS DECIDE TO READ. YOU’VE BEEN WARNED.

The heavy sound of boots with chains hanging from the shoelace loops caught your attention behind you. Your ears perked as you listened closely. Great. He’s here. You rolled your eyes and clenched your jaw as the sound got closer.

Bucky Barnes was a regular in the local library, just like you were. He was cocky, he rode a black motorcycle, he was way too flirty, and he got on your nerves. He didn’t waste a single second to piss you off and make you equally as flustered at the same time. You hated him. Also, you liked him. You’d never admit that there was any sexual tension between you two. The last thing that man needs is a bigger head. No, not that one. But if you could feel that tension, you knew he could.

“Pornographic books again, Doll?” His breath fanned across your cheek as he leaned down, his arms either side of you, his large hands resting on the table. You scoffed and ignored the shiver that ran down your spine when he not-so-subtly sniffed your hair.

“A friend recommended this one, Barnes. Now get away, you smell like burnt rubber.” You nudged your elbow against his chest and he chuckled, moving to sit across from you at the table.

Taking off his leather jacket and setting it on the table, he slumped back in his seat, trailing his hand through his hair as he grinned at you.

“Is that so? They wanna get you all hot and bothered with a book? I can do that with my words.” He challenged, his blue eyes boring right into yours. You inhaled deeply - not missing the way his eyes fell to your cleavage in your low-cut top as it rose with your air intake - and ignored him.

Your eyes fell back onto your book that rest on the table. It was silent for a few moments and you actually got lost in the fantasy, subconsciously biting your bottom lip. Your thighs squeezed together and you let your tongue slowly lick your bottom lip before turning the page.

This caught Bucky’s attention. He watched as your eyes skimmed across the pages, the way you slightly squirmed in your seat. Bucky leaned forward and rest his elbows on the table as he smirked at you.

“You’re wet.” Bucky stated lowly, his eyes focused on your lips. Your head shot up and your mouth was agape. Bucky bit his lip this time, seeing as you made the perfect ‘o’ shape. His mind raced with thoughts of what your mouth would feel like against his, and full of his-

“What are you even doing here? Go bother someone else!” You slammed your book closed and sighed heavily, bringing him out of his thoughts. A loud shush came from the little old lady that came around a bookshelf. You gave her an apologetic smile before she rolled her eyes and left the space.

Bucky chuckled and leaned back in his chair again, linking his fingers behind his head. His biceps looked as if they were ready to rip through the material of his shirt. And fuck, if that didn’t do things to you. “Come on, you know I love teasing you, Doll.” He licked his lips and you cursed yourself for feeling your panties get even more wet at the sight of his tongue.

You felt blood rush to your face and you creased your eyebrows. Okay, it’s time he gets a taste of his own medicine. You crossed your arms to purposefully push your breasts together. Bucky’s biceps flexed as his eyes took in the sight of your cleavage once again. That got a reaction you were hoping for.

“Instead of teasing me all the time, why don’t you do something about it?” You countered innocently, tilting your head slightly. You lifted your foot underneath the table and trailed it up along the inside of Bucky’s leg. He let out a harsh breath, letting his eyes travel up to your face. His throat bobbed as he swallowed thickly.

You bit your lip again and raised your eyebrows, looking at him with such innocence, he felt his jeans tighten completely. He sat there completely still and utterly shocked. You let your foot drop back down. Got him.

Seeing as he wasn’t going to respond anymore, you picked your book up again, only now you held it up in front of your face and continued to read. If you weren’t in the library right now, you would laugh so hard you’d be crying. The reaction on Bucky’s face was award winning.

After finishing another paragraph, it was finally quiet again. So quiet, that you couldn’t hear Bucky’s heavy breathing anymore. You were able to finish a whole page without any interruptions from him. You were lucky to get through that much before.

You slowly brought your book down from your face and looked at the empty seat in front of you. Bucky wasn’t there, but his leather jacket was still on the table where he left it.

You turned your head, looking all around you and didn’t spot Bucky anywhere, or rather anyone. Your eyebrows creased with confusion as you looked at his empty seat again. He was just here and you didn’t even hear him leave or see him get up. Where did he even go?

Suddenly, you felt something stubbly - much like a face - sliding in between your legs, slowly moving closer to your soaking panties. A gasp fell from your lips as you felt two hands rest on the outsides of your thighs, gently pulling them apart.

Your chest rose and fell quickly as his fingers dug into your flesh. You knew it was Bucky just by the feel of him smirking and his long hair tickling your skin. His warm breath fanned out across your clothed pussy, and you immediately regretted wearing a skirt today. Actually, you regretted waking up and coming to the library today.

Bucky’s tongue licked a stripe up your panties and you felt his warm breath huff out against you. There’s no fucking way he’s doing this right now. His hands made their way towards the hem of your panties and he slid them down to your ankles, trailing his lips down your inner thigh. He sat still and you knew he was resting a moment to take in the sight of you, spread out and wet.

Your eyes shut as you felt him slide his face between your thighs again. You swallowed harshly and felt his tongue lick another stripe up your pussy, circling around your clit. A moan almost made its way out of your mouth but you bit down on your lip.

Bucky’s mouth closed around your clit and he started to suck, using his tongue to lightly nudge against it. Your hand shot down to grip onto his hair, your fingers tangling into his long locks. This seemed to get him going; he groaned against you, but stopped once he remembered he had to stay quiet.

Your thighs shook around Bucky’s head and you inhaled deeply when you felt his finger circling around your entrance. He gently slid his finger inside of you, curling perfectly to hit your g-spot. A soft whimper fell from your lips and he smirked against you. He shook his head back and forth and pulled you closer with his left hand.

You slapped your other hand over your mouth as felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. Bucky inserted a second finger, speedily sliding his fingers in and out of your tight, wet pussy. You tugged on his hair harshly as your eyes momentarily rolled into the back of your head and he pulled his mouth away, planting a kiss to your thigh before attaching his mouth to you again.

His tongue was long and felt so amazing, you were nearly in tears from holding in your moans. Bucky’s fingers nudged your g-spot one last time before you became a quivering mess in your chair. He kept going, pleasuring you through your orgasm as you came on his face.

Your eyes were hooded and your mouth was slightly open but nothing came out as you finished, your hips jerking a little as Bucky licked you clean. You slumped in your chair, breathing heavily, and felt him pull your panties back up. His lips planted a kiss to your clothed, sensitive clit before you felt him move away from you.

Bucky appeared out from under the table with a proud smirk, disheveled hair, and red cheeks. Then he smiled - an actual genuine smile - as he took in your wrecked appearance. He made a show of wiping his chin and sucking his finger and you sat up, feeling your thighs shake a little.

You cleared your throat, avoiding his playful stare. “What-what was that?” You whispered, bravely looking up at Bucky now. He licked his lips and chuckled deeply, running his hand through his hair again.

“I did something about it.”

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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Afraid

Request: Hey! I was wondering if I could request something? Lately ive been having a lot of anxiety attacks about myself, like self doubt and i feel v insecure and afraid and i was wondering if you could do an imagine or something about the reader having these anxiety attacks and bucky comforting and helping them get through the attack?? Idk if that makes sense. But thanks for reading this I love your blog bye - @lovelyttom

Note: yikes the title .. also, I’m sorry if it’s too short :( I hope your anxiety gets better, that you realize how strong you are, and that you overcome whatever obstacle life puts you through, darlin’! I love you all so much and my ask box is open for anyone who needs to talk! .c

All morning, Bucky had been worried about you. You didn't show up for breakfast, training, or the meeting Steve had scheduled two days prior. It wasn't like you to not show up and it worried Bucky to no end. Throughout the meeting he kept glancing at the door, waiting for you to hurriedly race in, apologizing for sleeping in late.

But when you hadn't shown up after two hours, Bucky rushed out of his chair when Steve dismissed everyone and made his way to your bedroom. The only thing on his mind was making sure you’re okay.

Inside your bedroom, you were sitting in a corner, bawling your eyes out. Your anxiety was through the roof. You thought about how horribly you've been feeling lately, every reason why; self-doubt weighed down your shoulders and you couldn't think about anything except your flaws.

You were crying into your arms as you held your knees to your chest, rocking back and forth. Everything came crashing down on top of you as you soon as you woke up. It started with one small thought, then it went downhill from there. You figured a nice, warm shower would help. But when it didn’t, you felt hopeless.

A light knock startled you and you picked your head up to look at your door. You couldn't find your voice so you hoped they would forget about you and just leave. But the man behind the door was not one to give up, especially on you. After three more knocks, you invited them in and wiped at your cheeks,having no energy to move from your spot.

Bucky slowly opened your door, nervous to see the state you were in. When his eyes landed on you, he felt relieved – but it was short lived when he looked at your eyes spilling tears and the fact that you were sitting in a corner scared him.

Bucky rushed to your side and his eyebrows creased with worry as he dropped to his knees in front of you. “Y/N, are you okay?” You thought about the question for a moment. Were you okay? No, you absolutely were not okay. You shook your head and let out a sob, covering your mouth so you wouldn't be too loud.

“No, no, hey hey hey,” Bucky immediately pulled you onto his lap and closed his arms around your shaking body. You hiccuped with cries and your fingers grasped at Bucky's grey shirt. You knew your tears were soaking his shoulder but he clearly didn't mind. He shushed you softly, rubbing your back soothingly.

After a while, Bucky found that that wasn't helping when your cries got louder and your breathing became too shallow and restricted. It was beginning to scare him and he knew he had to do something.

“Y/N,” His voice was firm, yet gentle. It caught your attention and you looked up at him and pulled away just a tad, waiting for him to continue. “I need you to breathe with me.” Bucky lifted his hand to your cheek, caressing the moistened skin with the pad of his thumb.

“Can you do that for me, Doll?” You hesitated before nodding, inhaling sharply. Bucky kept his eyes on yours, breathing in slowly. Your lip quivered and your grip on his shirt didn't let up as you shakily followed his breathing pattern.

His metal hand rubbed against your back and you felt yourself slowly but surely starting to calm. “That's it, Doll.” Bucky whispered. Every breath Bucky inhaled, you mirrored. The softness in his eyes distracted you from your thoughts, but only a little bit.

Soon your breathing had gone back to normal, but your crying hadn't stopped. It was a silent cry and Bucky knew that was the worst kind. It meant that you were still in your mind; your thoughts were screaming at you.

Bucky kept his eyes on you as you calmed down. “Are you feeling better?” He caressed your cheek again and you sniffled, releasing your hold on his shirt. “A little.” You whispered.

The longer you sat in his lap, the thoughts of how insecure you were surfaced again. Bucky could detect the hitch in your throat and he pressed his lips to your forehead.

“Tell me what's on your mind, Y/N.” Bucky all but begged, he needed to know what was bothering you so much. He couldn't stand to see you hurting like this. Your eyebrows knit together and Bucky wanted to smooth the wrinkles out but refrained from doing so.

You licked your dry lips and took a steady breath. “My anxiety is so terrible and- I'm not-” You shook your head as if that would magically help silence your thoughts and squeezed your eyes shut, trying to hold in your sobs this time.

Bucky nodded his head gently and wiped a tear that fell down your cheek before pulling you into a hug. You clung to him. “You're so strong, sweetheart. Please remember that.” He whispered into your hair, closing his eyes. He felt guilty for not coming to you sooner.

“I just feel so...so afraid. It's like no matter what I do, it's not good enough.” Your voice cracked and you sounded so hurt, it started to break Bucky's heart even more. He couldn't believe what you just told him, but he kept his reaction buried.

If anything, everything you did was more than good enough. You brought a smile to everyone's face, picked up slack when you noticed it, you were friendly and so kind to everyone you meet.

“You're good enough, I promise you that. And so, so beautiful. It’s okay to cry, to let it out. I’m sorry you’ve been dealing with this alone, but I’m here now, okay? I’ll help you the best I can.” Your eyes watered after Bucky finished speaking and you felt the lump in your throat forming again.

“Thank you, Bucky.” You sank into him and sighed softly, finally feeling like you could relax. Bucky held you close, rubbing your back once again.

You felt safe in his arms. As long as you had someone to go to that’s willing to help, you felt that maybe you’d finally be okay.

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buckybarnesstar · 6 years

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I was tagged by the sweet @pegasusdragontiger!

1st Rule: tag 9 people you want to get to know better (you know, if you feel like doing it)

@alohabucky, @debbielovesbucky, @lovelyttom, @theassetseyeliner, @chimera4plums, @kindesswins, @hydratrashbucky, @agentbadbitch, @unluckyybuckyy (you don’t have to do this though!)

2nd Rule: Bold the statements that are true

APPEARANCE: - I am 5'7 or taller - I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo - I have at least one piercing - I have blonde hair - I have brown eyes - I have short hair - My abs are at least somewhat defined - I have or had braces

PERSONALITY: - I love meeting new people - People tell me I am funny - Helping others with their problems is a big priority of mine - I enjoy physical challenges - I enjoy mental challenges - I am playfully rude to people I know - I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY: - I can sing well - I can play an instrument - I can do over 30 pushups without stopping - I am a fast runner - I can draw well - I have a good memory - I am good at doing math in my head - I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling - I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch - I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: - I enjoy sports - I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - I’m in a orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - I have learned a new song in the past week - I exercise at least once a week - I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months - I have drawn something in the past month - I enjoy writing - Fandoms are my #1 priority - I do some form of Martial arts

EXPERIENCES: - I have had my first kiss - I have had alcohol (tasted stuff, never had a whole drink lol) - I have scored a winning point in a sport - I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting - I have been at an overnight event - I have been in a taxi - I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - I have beaten a video game in one day - I have visited another country - I have been to one of my favourite bands concerts

MY LIFE: - I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend - I live close to my school/work - My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling (1 stepbrother, 2 blood brothers, 1 non-blood sister) - I live in the United States - There is snow where I live right now (not in my area but Atlanta) - I have hung out with a friend in the past month - I have a smartphone - I own at least 15 CD’s - I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS: - I am in a Relationship - I have a crush on a celebrity - I have a crush on someone I know - I’ve been in at least 3 relationships (lol 2 were in middle school for a few months each?) - I have never been in a Relationship - I have admitted my feelings to a crush - I get crushes easily - I have had a crush for over a year - I have been in a relationship for over a year - I have had feelings for a friend

RANDOM: - I have break-danced - I know a person named Jamie - I have had a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce - I have dyed my hair - I’m listening to a song on repeat right now - I have punched someone in the past week - I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone (broke my left wrist on 3 separate occasions) - I have eaten a waffle today - I know what I want to do in life - I speak at least two languages - I have made a new friend in the past year

#tag me in things #tag game #buckybarnesstar

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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Warmth

Note: i finally have a new laptop, guys! so maybe I can post a lot more! :) hope you all didn’t miss me too much, hehe ;) anyways, this was such a cute request! thanks so much for sending this in, darling! i hope you enjoy it; feel free to leave comment! .c

Request: Do you think you could do a request where the reader gets cold really easily and Bucky keeps her warm? In a fluffy kinda way. Thank you for taking the time to read this, whether you write it or not.

Damn Tony and his 60 degree temperature. You wanted to sleep in, get some much needed rest and wake up refreshed. Instead, it was 6am, you were tired as hell, and you were absolutely freezing. Sure, it was extremely easy for you to get cold, but you went to sleep perfectly warm in your mountain of blankets. But as soon as the AC kicked on, the cool air hit you full-force, goosebumps littering your skin as if you were standing in the middle of a blizzard…nude. You tossed and turned, trying to make a blanket burrito, stuffing your face under your pillow, attempting to get warm without having to take a scolding hot shower. Your body started to shiver and you could feel your toes getting cold in your fuzzy socks. You grumbled expletives as you turned onto your back again. “Friday, tell Tony that I hate him when he wakes up. Please and thank you.” You muttered, throwing your blankets off of you. Not even Friday was “allowed” to mess with the temperatures. Tony knew how easily it was for you to get cold, but he never listened when you asked for him to keep it higher in your room. You’d definitely have to warm up in the shower. You quickly got a pair of clothes and walked into the bathroom, readying your shower. Sadly, it didn’t help at all. If anything, the cold air hit you tenfold when you stepped out. You grabbed a sweatshirt and a pair of leggings, deciding to blow dry your hair so it wasn’t cold and wet. After getting dressed and ready for the day, you left to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate. Hopefully that warmed you up. If it didn’t, you were going to march into Tony’s room and demand him to personally turn the AC up. And if that didn’t work, you’d break it. It was silent throughout the tower, the others probably won’t be up anytime soon. Yesterday’s mission took a lot of energy from the team, which is why you wanted to do what they were: sleeping in. You sighed and flicked on the kitchen light, the sun hadn’t risen enough to give out enough light just yet. You jumped upon seeing Bucky sitting at the island, his own hand holding a cup of coffee. He looked up at you and smiled gently, setting his cup down. “Mornin’, Y/N.” You smiled and crossed your arms, forcing yourself to talk through your shivers. “Good morning, Bucky. Did you sleep well?” You walked over to the pantry and dug through a box of hot chocolate packets. It was nearly empty because of how many times you’ve had to drink this during the summer to stay warm. Bucky sighed softly. “Not really. I guess you didn’t either, seeing as you’re up so early?” He watched you reach up for a mug, huffing when you couldn’t reach it. He chuckled and walked over to help you. He stood behind you and held your waist, his right hand resting on the bit of skin showing from your sweatshirt riding up. You relaxed back on your feet when he reached for the mug and handed it to you. Bucky smiled softly as you thanked him. “Ar-are you cold?” He asked, casting his eyes away from you. He had felt the small goosebumps on your skin. You scoffed and walked over to the fridge. “I slept alright, then I woke up from the AC turning on. So, yeah. I’m very cold.” You frowned and Bucky nodded, watching you get your hot chocolate ready, pouring the milk into a saucepan over low heat. Bucky took a moment to study you. You looked tired, your lips were set in a pout because of your current state, and the sleeves of your sweatshirt were pulled over your knuckles. He loved the way you looked after waking up. He thought you were the most gorgeous thing. Bucky went back to his stool and you followed behind, blowing your hot chocolate. You sat on the stool beside him, setting your cup down. “Tony keeps it too cold, don’t you think?” You sighed, resting your forearms on the island. Bucky did the same, his bare arm brushing against your sweatshirt covered one. You mindlessly pressed your arm against his. It felt so warm, as if he might have a fever. Bucky shrugged and sipped on his coffee. “No, not really. I don’t get cold or hot. I guess it was part of the serum.” He explained shortly, looking down at you. His eyes fell to your arm resting against his and you couldn’t help but notice. “Y-you feel warm.” You slowly pulled your arm away, not really wanting to. Bucky could see you shivering still. Your legs were gently bouncing and his mind came up with a crazy idea. He took a chance. “What if I warmed you up? I-I could, I mean, I could hold you?” Your eyes widened and he felt his heart race. “O-or not, I can-Sorry I shouldn’t have even-” You smiled and moved your arm back against his. “Please?” Bucky let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and nodded, a smile tugging at his lips. You two finished your drinks before Bucky walked beside you into the tv room. The sun was rising faster now and it let a little warmth into the tower. Just not enough. Bucky grabbed a maroon colored blanket from a closet full of winter blankets and old decorative pillows. He sat on the couch and tapped his thigh, smiling at you. You felt yourself become shy, but nevertheless, sat in his lap. You instantly sighed and cuddled into him, the warmth radiating from his body was way too inviting. He chuckled and kept his right arm over you under the blanket, resting his hand on your thigh as you brought your legs into yourself. He decided to keep his metal arm over the blanket that was draped over the two of you. He knew it would be even colder than the temperature in the tower. Bucky sighed and relaxed into the couch, looking down at you. He couldn’t ignore how perfect you fit. Your shivering had calmed down and you cuddled further into him. You could feel his thumb caressing against your leg, the movement making your stomach flutter with butterflies. “Better?” He whispered, his warm breath hitting the top of your head. You moaned as a reply and nodded. He smiled and pressed his lips to your head. He let his eyes close and was drifting off to sleep until he felt you shifting against him, and suddenly felt your freezing cold fingertips brush against his neck. He jumped, only because he wasn’t expecting it. “Geez, Y/N, you really are cold.” He spoke softly, rubbing his hand up and down against your thigh. You nodded against his chest. “Fuck Tony.” You whispered, pulling a gentle laugh from Bucky. He took another chance and pulled your left arm down by your elbow, his right hand searching for your left one. Your heart sped up in your chest as Bucky held onto your hand, his thumb caressing along the top of it. His hand was much bigger than yours, but it was so, so warm.

Bucky relaxed under you again and his breathing began to slow down. It was comforting and it made you sleepy. Letting a yawn escape, you let your eyes shut as you allowed yourself to fall asleep.

Little did you know, Bucky was watching, smiling down at you. The breath coming from your nose tickled his neck and he felt his stomach flutter. He had always harbored a crush on you and it took a bit of courage to offer to warm you up, it surprised him at how easy it was for you to say yes to him. But he was glad he asked because now he won’t have to wonder ever again what it’s like to hold you in his arms.

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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You’re Perfect

Note: thank you so much for the request, darlin! it took me a while to write this because every time I’d finish it and read it, I didn’t like how it turned out. I’m sorry if it’s too short, but I hope you enjoy it! feedback is always welcome! I love reading comments! .c

Request: I was thinking something along the lines that the reader and Seb had been dating for ages but she struggles with her self esteem, he goes to the gym to work out and it gets posted on his friend Instagram account of him working out with all the other women as well she see it and gets really down and tries to end things with him cause she doesn’t think she’s good enough and he comes home to her packing and tells her how much he loves her and how pretty she is and it’s really fluffy if that makes any sense - @melconnor2007

You woke up to your phone vibrating on the bedside table in your shared bedroom, the sun shining through your closed curtains. You groaned and turned on your other side, letting your eyes open as you grabbed your phone. It was a notification from Don Saladino, Sebastian’s gym trainer.

You turned onto your back and went to the live video, smiling as some people noticed you were watching. Greeting comments poured in, and so did the perverted ones. Though as your eyes left the comments and landed on a girl doing squats and Sebastian watching, your stomach sank.

“Notice how she’s not bending forward too much, Seb.” Don said behind the camera. So, he’s only watching to get tips. You sighed and shrugged it off but you couldn’t ignore the comments that were now scrolling up the screen. Well, you could simply swipe the comment section away, but you were hooked.

Everyone was either commenting about your figure or how great you’d look if you toned up. Suddenly, it felt wrong to be lying in bed at 9am, no matter how late you were at work last night. You felt sluggish and lazy, uncomfortable in the little clothing you had on.

You’ve always had self esteem issues, but this tops it off. Tears formed in your eyes as you watched Sebastian continue watching the girl, and you quickly left the live video. You sat for a moment, thinking about how Sebastian would love it if he had a relationship where he could go to the gym together. Another sort of bonding tradition perhaps.

The longer you thought about it, the harsher the thoughts became. Getting out of bed, you made your way to your dresser to grab a change of clothes and went to the bathroom. You felt odd in your own skin, more so now than ever. Every flaw screamed at you as your feet carried you.

The brush of your thighs, your stomach against the soft material of Sebastian’s shirt, your arms holding your clothes against you.

You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and turned to face it. You lifted the shirt up, revealing your tummy. Your hands pinched at the skin one time and you had to look away. Your lip trembled as you took the shirt off and stepped into the shower, hoping it’ll help.

Dating someone like Sebastian for so long, it wasn’t easy. When he was in the spotlight, so were you. He took you to events with him, he’d bring you to movie sets, and would introduce to his friends and coworkers. You loved that, you really did. It was nice to see the positive comments, but you still felt bad about yourself, and the negative comments that you’d see just made it worse.

You got out of the shower as quickly as you got in, and took your time getting ready. You dried your hair and slid on a new pair of clothes, all the while trying to keep your tears in. But you couldn’t. It was impossible at this point. It was silly, almost.

Before too long, you were questioning if you should stay here. It was wrong to think like that, but you felt as though Sebastian would be happier with someone who shared everything with him.

A sob fell from your lips and you inhaled unsteadily; you were really doing this. You grabbed your phone and saw you had a few texts from Sebastian. He was on his way home and you knew you needed to leave before he arrived. He didn’t need someone like you dragging him down with their insecurities.

Grabbing your suitcase out of your walk-in closet, you cried as you packed your things. You stuffed your clothes in and fumbled with the zipper, finally zipping it up. Your thoughts were so loud, you couldn’t hear the door open and the footsteps climbing up the staircase.

Just as you picked your suitcase off the bed, you turned to see Sebastian walk into the door, his eyes on his phone.

“Babe? I was thinking we could go out to-” His eyes lifted and his smile faded as he took in your appearance. Your eyes were watery, cheeks wet, and your shoulders were slumped. His heart sank at the sight of your suitcase in your hand. His breathing picked up and he tried to make sense of what was happening.

“Y/N.” He gulped, feeling a lump form in his throat. He rushed over to you and dropped his phone on the bed before grasping your face in his large hands. “What’s wrong? Wh-why are you holding your suitcase?” He asked with furrowed eyebrows, his blue eyes forming their own worried tears.

You could feel his fingertips tremble against your skin as you pulled out of his hold. “I need to go.” You managed to choke out, brushing past him. “No! Please, Y/N, tell me!” He desperately grabbed onto your wrist and pulled your suitcase out of your hand.

You crossed your arms over your chest, sinking into yourself, avoiding his heartbroken stare. “Sebastian, I’m not…I don’t feel good enough for you. I’m sorry, I-I can’t look how you want me to.” You whispered, keeping your eyes on his shoes. He set the suitcase down and walked over to you, brushing your hair behind your ear.

Your eyes closed at the movement and you sighed. “It’s stupid, I just..” Sebastian lightly shushed you, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. “Y/N, you have no idea how beautiful you are. I love everything about you, don’t you know that?” He questioned, a small tear falling from his eye.

He pulled you in for a hug as soon as he saw your face contort with emotions. He walked you over to the mirror standing up near the window and turned you around to face it. You felt his hands rest on your hips and you looked away, not wanting to look at yourself.

“Y/N, please.” He urged quietly, letting his hands move underneath your shirt. You kept your arms at your sides while you watched the material lift upward, resting just underneath the band of your bra. Sebastian’s left hand rubbed against your skin and goosebumps rose instantly.

“I love your tummy. One day, it’ll hold a precious child-our child.” A small smile formed on his lips as you looked up at his reflection. You felt your tummy flip from butterflies breaking out of their cage, fluttering their wings and floating around.

You let him pull your shirt over your head and he grasped your wrists when you held your arms over your chest. “Don’t hide from me, beautiful.” His breath was warm against your ear and you nodded gently, allowing him to pull your arms away.

Sebastian’s hands followed your figure against your sides, his hands coming up to your breasts, ghosting his fingertips along the plump flesh. “I don’t even need to say anything.” He smirked, pulling a small watery laugh from you, causing some of the heaviness in the air to disappear.

His eyes met yours in the mirror as his hands traveled to the button of your jeans. He slowly pulled them down after unzipping them, and you looked at your thighs with disgust. Sebastian noticed but continued.

A nervous sigh fell from your lips, scared that he’d suddenly see the horrible flaws you’ve always seen, but it never came. He pressed loving kisses down your back, letting his tongue poke out every so often. His hands rubbed up and down your thighs, then all the way down to your ankles, helping you step out of your pants.

Your cheeks burned as you felt him press kisses all along your panty clothed ass, the stubble of his beard scratching you lightly. “Everything,” you felt his hand slip between your thighs, just barely ghosting against your private area-nearly pulling a gasp from you, “absolutely everything,” he rose to his feet slowly, dragging his hands upward as he went, “I mean, everything about you is absolutely beautiful.” His lips kissed along your shoulder.

The sun peeked in through the curtains, casting a gorgeous glow on your skin. It caught you by surprise as you saw yourself in an almost new light. “Look at how radiant you are, princess.” Sebastian mumbled, not even believing his eyes as he looked at his girl glowing like an angel right before him.

Your emotions got the better of you as you turned in his hold, resting your head on his chest. “I’m sorry.” You whispered, wrapping your arms around him. He let his eyes travel along your body from behind, blown away at just how amazing you were inside and out; he knew he found his soulmate.

“Y/N, don’t apologize. Just remember that you’re more than enough for me. Hell, I’m in love with you, baby doll.” He said, holding you even tighter. Your heart swelled in your chest and you pressed kisses against his shirt. “I love you so much.” Sebastian smiled and lifted your head up by your chin with his finger, his blue eyes staring into yours.

“And I love you.”

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buckybarnesstar · 6 years

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hiiiiii so sorry to ask this of you but could you please remove me from your tag list (for some reason both my personal blog and my marvel side blog unluckyybuckyy are listed when I just need the one for notifs) thank you

I think I remember seeing both blogs ask to be added! I’ll be sure to do that! thanks for letting me know ❤️

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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Shot

Note: thanks bb! ahh, I love this! thanks for the request! .c

Request: Heyaa I love your imagines could you do a Bucky x reader imagine with the prompt “Why’d you get shot?!” and “That was stupid”

All you could remember before passing out from losing blood from a gunshot, was an agent threatening to steal Bucky away from you, saying they would stop at nothing to bring their “precious Winter Soldier” back. They would track him down, lock him away, and erase his memory again. You wouldn’t let that happen.

The red book that held those words that echoed through Bucky’s mind was in a safe place when you arrived, hidden from everyone in sight. Then an agent brought it out and was dangling it right in your face, only furthering their threat. You had to take it. You wouldn’t let them torture Bucky like that ever again.

In the quinjet, you had woken up and you were biting on a rag as Steve used a pair of surgical tweezers to remove the bullet. You screamed into the rag, your teeth nearly cracking at the intense grip you had. “I’m sorry! I-it’s really in there.” He frowned at the pain he was causing you, he hated having to do this.

You started feeling dizzy the longer this took. You felt tears fill your eyes and you let out a huge breath when you felt Steve finally pull the bullet out. “Bucky’s gonna freak out, you know that, right?” Steve asked as he cleaned around your wound. You nodded gently, watching Steve get a needle and stitch ready.

It didn’t take long for him to stitch it up and the quinjet landed right after he put medical tape on the sides of a large piece of gauze. You pulled your shirt down and gave Steve an appreciative hug.

As you walked down the landing strip, Bucky ran over to you and greeted you and Steve with a wide smile. You smiled back and ignored the soreness in your side. Bucky’s face fell as he watched you limping a little, not being able to walk correctly from stretching the stitches. “What happened?” Your resolve fell at his question. “Really?” You whined at how quickly he could figure out you were hurt.

Bucky reached his hands out to hold your waist, but you recoiled, wincing at the contact. He gasped and his eyebrows creased with worry. “Y/N? Steve, why did she…“ Bucky whispered, his eyes on your mid-section. “Right, I’m gonna go. Good luck, Y/N!” Steve quickly ran off, not wanting to be here for this. He understood why you did what you did. You saved Bucky, but barely saved yourself in the process.

“I got shot.” You said barely over a whisper. Bucky’s mouth fell slack and his eyes nearly fell out of their sockets. “Why’d you get shot?!” He exclaimed, his hands hovering over your waist. He tried lifting your shirt up but you stopped him. You already knew he would blame himself for this. Even if it was your choice.

Bucky ran his hands through his hair frantically as his breathing picked up. “How could this happen!? Where was Steve? Who shot you!? I’ll kill them! Y/N, oh my God!” Bucky was a total mess in mere seconds, his emotions ranging from anger to sadness, and worry.

You quickly stopped Bucky by grabbing his forearms, making him look down at you. “Bucky! I’m okay! I got the book.” Bucky stopped freaking out, his eyes on yours. He visibly calmed down and took a moment to process what you said. “You what?” He squinted his eyes at you.

“I got the book.” You repeated with a small smirk. The team had been after the book for the past few months while Bucky stayed behind. This time you and Steve went. And with a sudden twist of fate, you got it. You took pride in being the one that retrieved it, regardless if you got hurt.

Bucky’s eyebrows raised and his back straightened. “That was stupid.” He muttered after a few short moments, shaking his head. He couldn’t believe that you would risk your life for him. A book, that held his biggest fears, was now safe. All because of you. “It was worth it.” You started to walk towards the elevator on the roof.

Bucky followed beside you and lightly shook his head. “You’re so…” He trailed off, slipping his hand in yours. “Amazing?” You smiled up at him, rubbing your thumb along his skin. He chuckled, though you knew he was still shaken up, and leaned down to kiss your head.

“Amazing.”

Note: I’m sorry if it was too short! I love reading your comments, feel free to leave one! .c

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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A True Gentleman

Note: I hope you like this! I don’t get a lot of gentleman!Bucky requests so I really liked writing this! .c

Request: May I request one where you invite a close friend over but he is really rude and vulgar and rough and Bucky the gentleman that he is doesn’t like it

Your friend Isaac was not on Bucky’s ‘People I Like’ list. You understood why, you couldn’t deny that. Isaac was more on the outspoken and pretty gross side. It didn’t bother you too much since you’ve known him for so long. You were used to how he was. But Bucky was a different story.

You had been gone almost all day with Isaac, meeting for brunch and strolling around your favorite parts of the city. He was your only friend that you kept up with after you joined the Avengers, because he and his family took you in so many years ago. He was like your older brother, almost. And he came with the annoying qualities.

Isaac was laughing as he told you about his one night stand last night and you grimaced at the experience he was describing. You walked into the common room after the elevator came to a stop. Not noticing Bucky sitting on the couch, you kept your ears open and your eyes focused on Isaac.

“I mean, she wanted me to eat her ass! I just couldn’t do that!” He laughed loudly, holding his stomach. You made a sound of disgust and Bucky did the same from the couch. “Seriously? You’re speaking to a lady like that?” Bucky snapped, turning his head around to look at you two.

Isaac shrugged and looked down at you with raised eyebrows. “Does it bother you, Y/N?” He asked, a little chuckle in his voice. You laughed softly and shifted your weight onto your other foot. “N-not really? It just sounds pretty nasty.” You spoke quietly, tucking your hair behind your ear. You could feel Bucky’s eyes on you.

Isaac started to continue his story, slinging his arm around your shoulders. “Oof!” You huffed out from the sudden heavy grip, almost tripping over your feet as Isaac tugged you along to the couches. Bucky watched you closely and readied himself to help you until you sat down. He kept his eyes on you and you sighed against Isaac. He was always a little rough.

“So, after she left, her thong was in my back pocket. I still have it and I mean, a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.” Isaac laughed, his body bouncing against your side as he watched you groan and laugh. “Isaac!” You shouted, shoving him. Bucky shook his head. “That’s disgusting!” He shouted, gripping the remote in his flesh hand. It’d be a total mess if he were to hold it in his metal one.

Isaac’s head shot towards Bucky and he chuckled, tightening his arm around your shoulders absentmindedly. “Bro, it’s all good.” He shrugged nonchalantly, clearly un-bothered about what he was saying. He thought it was normal but Bucky thought it was vulgar, the way he spoke about women.

“How can you just sit there and speak like that about a woman, in front of a woman?” Bucky questioned in disbelief, sitting up in his seat. His eyebrows were creased together and you could tell this conversation would end with Isaac on the floor and Bucky’s fist pounding his face in. “Bucky.” You said softly. He sighed heavily and shook his head again.

You sat up and Isaac watched you, a smirk on his face. “While I can just barely tolerate this…weirdness. I need some water. Want some?” You asked, standing to your feet. Isaac’s eyes trailed over your body and he pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth. “Nah, I’m good, sweet cheeks.” He said with a smirk. Bucky watched him with a clenched jaw and he could rip his head off at the look Isaac was giving you.

You shrugged and turned to Bucky, not noticing Isaac checking you out behind you. Bucky did and you had to snap your fingers and call his name a little louder to get him to look at you. “Water?” You smiled, seeing Bucky’s metal hand clenching. “Are you okay?” You asked quietly, pointing at his hand.

Bucky un-clenched his fist and looked up at you. “I’m alright, thanks Y/N.” He grumbled, looking back at Isaac, who was still looking at your ass behind you. You left with a small shrug and made your way to the kitchen. Back in the common room, Bucky was staring Isaac down.

Isaac looked over at Bucky and chuckled. “Man, her ass is great. I’d gladly eat hers. Any other girl, hell no. But Y/N? God, I’d fucking do anything she wanted.” Isaac said, biting his lip as he thought about you. Bucky growled low in his chest and shot up from his seat. That did it.

“This is the last fucking time you’ll speak about Y/N, or any woman like they’re a piece of meat! It’s disgusting! I want you out!” Bucky shouted angrily, pointing his finger towards the elevator. Isaac scoffed and stood to his feet. “Chill, man!” He said with creased eyebrows. “It’s just a joke.” He shrugged.

Before they could continue, you walked in. “What’s going on? I heard yelling.” You frowned, holding your water in your hand. Bucky turned to face you before looking back at Isaac. “Care to explain?” He asked, crossing his arms. You looked between them, clearly confused.

When Isaac stayed quiet, Bucky scoffed. “Unbelievable. Get out before I lose it.” Bucky took a step towards Isaac and you rushed over to Bucky, holding him back. “Hey! Hey, no, that will not happen. What is going on?” You asked again keeping your hand on Buck’y abdomen so he wouldn't try to attack your friend. Isaac rushed out of the room before you could turn to him and you heard the elevator open and close shortly after.

You sighed and looked up at Bucky. “Why did he leave? Why are you so angry?” You asked, crossing your arms like Bucky. He let his arms fall and immediately calmed after looking into your eyes. “He’s rude. He talks about women in such a demeaning way! I don’t like it.” Bucky sighed, shaking his head. He couldn’t believe how men acted these days.

You sat down on the couch and Bucky joined you. “That’s just how he is. It’s made me uncomfortable before, but I'm used to it, I guess.” You shrugged, looking down at your hands in your lap. “He said some nasty things about you too, Y/N. I just couldn’t sit here and listen.” Bucky said, resting his hand on your knee.

A sigh fell from your lips and you put your hand on top of Bucky’s. “You’re a true gentleman, huh?” You joked, trying to lighten the mood as you giggled. Bucky chuckled softly, nodding his head. “Yeah, I am. Every guy should treat women with respect. Saying he wanted to eat your ass is not respectful.” Bucky said, feeling his stomach churn with the thought.

You gasped and your cheeks turned red. “He said what!?” You squealed, nearly gagging. Bucky looked at you apologetically. “I’m sorry.” Bucky said, squeezing your knee. You sighed and leaned against Bucky. “Isaac is just…Isaac.” You whispered, feeling Bucky hold you closer. “Isaac is a disgusting pig.” You laughed softly and looked up at Bucky.

“I’m glad you’re a gentleman, Buck.” You said with a smile. Bucky tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and looked into your eyes. “Thanks, Doll.” You blushed a little and rested your head on Bucky’s shoulder.

“I can’t believe he kept her thong, though.” You said quietly. Bucky groaned loudly, throwing his head back as he gagged.

Note: feedback is welcome! the end though .c

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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I’m Your Girl

Note:I’m sorry I’m late posting this (also if it’s short)! I hope you like it and thank you for the request! .c

Request: Hi! So I’ve had a few ideas in mind for a Bucky oneshot. I’m thinking that he picks f!reader up from school/dance class/whatever and sees his girl with another guy and gets jealous and goes all Winter Soldier mode on them, like dangerous af and stuff? And maybe reader is used to his ways and just rolls her eyes at him or something in that direction? - @lilsizzler

The sun was beaming down on you as you walked beside your friend Jonathan. You were smiling from ear to ear, constantly thanking him for helping you these past few weeks with your math class. It was your toughest subject, and with his tutoring, you aced the test. A weight had been lifted off of your shoulders and you could do back-flips if you were sure you wouldn’t break a bone.

Jonathan was the school jock, but he wasn’t the stereotypical type that peoplle usually run into. Well, aside from the playful winks and flirting. It was harmless but you knew that if Bucky heard anything he said to you, he’d be six feet under.

As if you jinxed yourself, you looked up at Jonathan as he slung his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side. “Don’t even worry about it, Y/N!” He said after you thanked him for the millionth time in five minutes. You giggled and lightly shoved him away, rolling your eyes when he feigned fake shock.

“Wow. Not even a thank you kiss, though?” He joked, puckering his lips at you as he made kissing noises. “Ew, no!” You laughed loudly, shoving his face with your hand. Jonathan stopped dead in his tracks, the sound of his shoes scraped against the concrete, and gasped dramatically. “I’ve never felt so hurt in my life.” He fake sobbed, wiping his cheek as if a tear escaped his eye.

You giggled and covered your mouth with the back of your hand. “You’re a nightmare.” You said through your laughter, waving his behavior off. Jonathan had grown quiet as your giggles came to a stop. His posture had stiffened a bit and he almost looked scared. Almost. He could hold his own and was never afraid of a challenge. So when you noticed his muscles flexing, you turned to see what had him on high alert.

Bucky was speed walking towards you and your friend, his jaw clenched and his metal arm showcased in a tight black shirt, the mechanical piece whirring with anger if it could ever hold an emotion. “Bucky!” You groaned, hardly having the strength to stop him as he shoved past you, already knowing what was about to happen.

He gripped onto the collar of Jonathan’s jersey before he had the chance to fight back. “How dare you try to kiss my girl!?” Bucky yelled in Jonathan’s face, tightening his grip. Jonathan cowered under Bucky’s hold and his eyes glanced towards you, silently begging you for help.

You rolled your eyes at Bucky’s childishness and stepped in between the two, trying to push Bucky away by his abdomen. “He was just playing around! I’d never let that happen!” You shouted, staring right up at Bucky. His eyes remained on Jonathan, shoving him to the ground behind you.

A grunt fell from Jonathan’s lips as he hit the concrete and he scoffed. “Dude, chill.” He stood back to his feet and dusted off the back of his shorts, shaking his head to himself. “Y/N, I’ll see you later.” Jonathan mumbled as he walked away from you. You quickly grasped his arm. “I’m sorry about this.” You apologized before turning your gaze to a fuming Bucky.

If there’s anything he hated other than his past and HYDRA, it was someone else trying to steal you away from him. You’ve dealt with his protective and jealous nature countless times, so much so, it’s become a bit annoying. You just couldn’t believe he would go so far as to physically assault someone-that someone being your friend.

Jonathan slowly looked between the both of you and smirked. “No need to apologize… sweetheart.” And there it is: the ‘I don’t back down from a challenge’ attitude he possesses. Before you could protest, Bucky bolted towards Jonathan and gripped onto his neck this time. “Call her that again and I’ll fucking end you!” He yelled, tightening his grip on Jonathan’s neck.

“Bucky! That’s enough!” You pulled him away from Jonathan and he released his grip. “Fucking hell man!” Jonathan rasped, grasping at his neck as his body shook with coughs. “We’re going home.” Bucky looked down at you, his jaw clenched. You gaped at him and actually laughed. You couldn’t believe he did something like this.

Leaving the scene, you gripped your bag tightly on your shoulder as you stomped away from Bucky. You understood why he would be jealous, but it pissed you off how he didn’t trust you. You knew Jonathan would never do anything like that and he knew that you two were just friends.

Bucky being the overly-jealous boyfriend, of course, didn’t care to realize that. Your lips were pressed together tightly as your thoughts raced around in your mind and you heard Bucky running behind you. He reached out for you but you only walked faster.

“Y/N, stop for a second!” Bucky said, grabbing onto your wrist. You quickly turned to face him, your chest rising and falling at a fast pace. “Honestly, what the hell was that? You choked him! I don’t-why would-do you really not trust me!?” You threw your arms up in the air, shouting so loud you could feel your voice becoming hoarse.

Bucky flinched at your tone and his face contorted with guilt. “Doll, he was making kissing faces at you. And his arm was-” You cut him off with a loud groan of frustration and ran your hands over your face, tilting your head back to look at the clear blue sky. “I cannot believe..” You muttered, shaking your head.

You looked at Bucky and sighed heavily, figuring it was no use to argue with him. It’d only make matters worse. Bucky waited patiently for you to speak. His head was hanging low and his hair framed his face. The sight of him so vulnerable always made your heart ache.

“Can you promise me something?” You spoke much softer now, stepping closer to Bucky. He didn’t lift his head, so you used the height difference to your advantage and met his eyes as you touched your chest to his torso. Your head tilted back and a small smile played at his lips as he watched you. He nodded and looked back and forth between your eyes.

“Trust me. Jonathan is just a tutor. He was a friend, but I’m sure you don’t have to worry about that anymore.” You sighed lightly, pursing your lips. Bucky sighed after you and let his hands hold onto your waist. “Y/N, I’m sorry. I just hate knowing that I could lose you so easily.” Bucky said quietly, leaning down to rest his forehead against yours.

You smiled and held him closer, your arms wrapping around his waist. “I told you that would never happen.” Bucky nodded and leaned in more to place his lips against yours. Your eyes closed as you kissed him back, your hands grasping at the material of his shirt.

Bucky pulled away first and let out a shaky breath, his hands resting on your cheeks now. “Good. Because I plan on keeping you for a while. Forever to be exact.” You giggled and bit your lip. “I’d hope so. You’re stuck with me, old man.” Bucky lightly groaned at the nickname you called him and took your hand in his, leading you down the sidewalk.

You giggled and swung your hands back and forth. “You’re my girl.” Bucky said with a smile, his teeth showing and his eyes wrinkling. You couldn’t help but let go of what just happened and thank whoever it is in higher power that you got so lucky.

“I’m your girl.”

Note: so many emotions. i’m overwhelmed. feedback is much appreciated! .c

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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Do You Need A Hug?

Note: my 9 month old dog passed away and I needed this… I might end up deleting it, I’m not sure.. .c

“Do you need a hug?”

That question has been asked multiple times today, in light of recent events. You had a friend, a loyal companion, a trustworthy dog that never left your side. She was young and full of life; sadly, it ended much too soon. You tried to cry but you couldn’t, only left with an empty feeling in your chest that you couldn’t shake. You missed hearing her bark and the sight of her wagging tail was etched into your mind for good.

The world felt different-it felt strange and unbalanced; your entire being was thrown off, leaving you with a gaping hole in your chest that only your precious dog could fill. You stayed with her until her last breath, keeping your eyes on hers-whispering to her how much she changed your life during the short time she was here, and how much you love her.

Clint offered you a spot in his backyard; a peaceful place she could rest and you could return to as needed. You declined at first, but came to realize that New York was no place for such a full-of-life dog your precious baby had been. She always loved visiting Clint’s home, after all.

You stood in silence as you watched your friends slide her stiff body in a black bag, their silent tears falling onto the material. Your bottom lip quivered as tears returned into your eyes, but never once fell. They stung, but it was no match for the stinging you felt resonate deep within your bones.

Her death was so sudden and Bruce tried so hard to help her. But it wasn’t how it was supposed to end. You cursed yourself for not doing more to help her, but you simply couldn’t. You were no match for death; it takes everyone. Everyone you’ve ever loved, and everyone you will love in time.

“Do you need a hug?” You heard a soft voice whisper by your side. You slowly turned your head away from the teams disappearing bodies as they left your room to get into the elevator. Wanda looked at you with a look of sorrow and an unsaid apology. You gently shook your head and swallowed dryly. You couldn’t remember the last time you had anything to drink, let alone sleep or food.

“Let me know if you need anything.” She said, running her hand up and down your back, soothing you in any way she thought she could. You nodded to her and she left, leaving you to stand in the middle of your room, alone, your eyes moving back towards the pool of still warm blood on your floor. The others were making their way to the jet and you soon made your way there, joining them.

The black bag was off to the side, your eyes glued to it, hoping to see it move up and down-the sign of life seeping back into your girls body. But nothing happened, no matter how strongly you willed it to. Nothing happened.

“Do you need a hug?” You heard Natasha ask, only just a few minutes after Sam and Steve asked you on separate occasions. You tried to speak, but your mouth only opened for a split second, closing soon after. She took your silence as a ‘no’ and left a lingering kiss on your head. Her body moved towards the middle of the jet, joining the others in hushed whispers.

As you exited the jet, having landed near Clint’s country home, you lingered behind everyone else. You felt drained and you were in no rush to lay your dog to rest in the ground. Your eyes scanned the beauty of Clint’s yard. If she were here right now, her tongue would be flapping in the wind, her paws carrying her across the large yard, happiness radiating from her.

You finally reached the others and they all turned to you, giving you wholehearted smiles. Bruce, Tony, and Sam were digging the hole, the rich red colored dirt being tossed aside into a pile with shovels. The motionless bag lay near the fence, right underneath the tree she always rested under after running herself crazy in the heat of the burning sun.

Laura brought out a tray of cups filled with her homemade lemonade for the team, her eyes landing on you lastly. She gently offered you a cup but you kindly declined with the raise of your hand. Laura nodded and set the tray down, sticking her hands in her back pockets.

“We enjoyed having her here. Especially the kids.” She said with a small smile. The wind blew just a bit, strands of her hair whistling about her face. Her hand raised to move them away and she sighed. “I’m really sorry, Y/N.” Laura whispered, reaching her hand to rub your arm.

You smiled at her and licked your dry lips, turning your eyes back to the almost deep hole. Everyone stood around, nursing their lemonade and thinking about their favorite memories with your dog. They all loved her, and she loved all of them.

Time passed and she was finally buried, a wooden stake with her name carved into it was stuck in the ground near where her head lay beneath. The team slowly spread out, leaving you alone with her. Though one particular person stayed behind, off to the side, wanting to be here for you in case you needed them.

His blue eyes remained on the back of your head, his eyes watering as he heard a sob finally break through your parted mouth. He slowly approached you and he swore he could physically feel his heart break as you fell to your knees, your hands grasping at the green grass.

You cried hard and you didn’t care. You missed your dog and you needed her. Bucky sat beside you on his knees, leaving his hand mere inches from your back. “Y/N…” He whispered softly, not wanting to startle you. All you could do was cry and shake your head, praying she would miraculously come back to life and lick the salty liquid from your cheeks like she had done many times before.

You choked on your sobs and your chest heaved up and down. As you caught your breath and wiped at your cheeks, you took a deep breath. “Bucky?” Your voice cracked as you turned to look at him. His blue eyes were threatening to spill his own tears and he waited for you to speak again.

“I need a hug.” You whimpered out, another strong sob racking through your body. Bucky instantly pulled you into his chest, his large arms holding you tightly against him. Your hands gripped onto him, your knuckles nearly white from the intense pressure. Bucky rocked you back and forth, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you cried out into his chest.

You lost track of time as the sun began to set and the temperature dropped just a tad. Bucky had his arms wrapped around your waist as you rested your back against his chest, your laughs mingling together as you talked about your sweet dog and the many moments you two shared with her.

“Remember when she got into Sam’s room and took his running shoes?” Bucky asked, a breathy chuckle vibrating against your back. You let out a laugh and threw your head back against Bucky’s shoulder. “He was so mad! He couldn’t run for two days until Steve brought back a brand new pair.” Your laughter died down and you sighed with a small still on your face.

“She was amazing.” Bucky sighed, his arms tightening around you. You nodded in agreement and sniffled. “Thank you, Bucky.” You said softly, turning in his hold to look up at him. He smiled down at you and brought his hand up to wipe at your tear stained cheeks.

“Anytime, Doll. Anytime.”

Note: this helped me, a lot. please, hug your pets and treat them well. .c

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