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I’m so honoured to be apart of this omg thank you!!! 🥹🥹🥹

Bucky Fics Pt. 2

Bucky's sweet treats| One-Shot| Fluff| @nicoline1998enilocin

gym time| One-Shot| Fluff| @stxrvel

all the apple cider and no more haunted houses| One-Shot| Smut, Fluff| @witchywithwhiskey

Rooted in Love| One-Shot| Fluff| @jobean12-blog

Love in Bloom| One-Shot| Fluff| @jobean12-blog

daddy's little helper| One-Shot| Fluff| @scarlet-daisy

Fur Baby| One-Shot| Fluff| @buckyalpine

The pleasure is all mine| One-Shot| Fluff| @mollysolo

Lonely| One-Shot| Smut| @katherineswritingsblog

Feelin' Gourd| One-Shot| Fluff| @jobean12-blog

not without you| One-Shot| Smut, Fluff| @sinner-as-saint

point of view| One-Shot| Smut| @scarlet-daisy

Lost in Translation| One-Shot| Fluff| @sleepypanda27

Faking It| One-Shot| Fluff| @pellucid-constellations

Pretty Little Thing| One-Shot| Smut| @marvelouslizzie, @notafunkiller

Barbie| One-Shot| Fluff| @mrsbarnesblog

Firewood| One-Shot| Smut| @mrsbarnesblog

I can't let you get hurt| One-Shot| Fluff| @mrsbarnesblog

Personal Pillow| One-Shot| Fluff| @mrsbarnesblog

wallpaper| One-Shot| Fluff| @cosmicbucky

Don't hide| One-Shot| Smut| @mrsbarnesblog

You deserve the world| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @mrsbarnesblog

Smile| One-Shot| Fluff| @mrsbarnesblog

Alpine Approved| One-Shot| Fluff| @jobean12-blog

Check Yes or No| One-Shot| Fluff| @navybrat817

Bake Nights| One-Shot| Fluff| @jobean12-blog

The Best First Date| One-Shot| Fluff| @jobean12-blog

Didn't Mean It| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @sergeantbarnessdoll

the great war| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @trashywormeateroffics

Had to be You| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @jobean12-blog

Back in my Arms| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst, Smut| @jobean12-blog

You're Gonna Be Quiet| One-Shot| Fluff, Implied Smut| @littlemiss-yeehaw

Unexpected| One-Shot| Fluff, Smut, Angst| @sergeantbarnessdoll

just for tonight| One-Shot| Smut| @thyme-in-a-bubble

Night Night, Nugget!| One-Shot| Smut| @nicoline1998enilocin

Just As You Are.| One-Shot| Fluff, Smut| @blythesarchives

You’re a Guest in Alpine’s Home| One-Shot| Fluff| @winters-light

Sugar Plums.| One-Shot| Fluff, Smut| @blythesarchives

scary? my god, you're divine| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst, Smut| @sinner-as-saint

Nine Lives| One-Shot| Smut, Angst| @thebarneschronicles

The Soldier and His Mission| One-Shot| Fluff| @magical-reid

By The Warmth Of The Oven| One-Shot| Fluff| @elixirfromthestars

Yours, Whether You Know it or Not| One-Shot| Fluff| @magical-reid

none of it was fake| One-Shot| Fluff| @inkedbybarnes

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https://www.instagram.com/p/DFrKbVqP8D9/?igsh=MTFsZTVqMTAzOGVzdw==

I found alpine

Omg yes!! And she definitely learnt that little death stare from her dad!!

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Sip and Paint

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1k

A/N: bucky at the stark expo in tfa letting the girl drag him around??? this is 1000% realistic and I have had this idea for weeks but was too lazy and then when I finally sat down and wrote half I forgot to save it and had to rewrite it so rip :')

please comment and lmk what you think because i’m still new and so in my head about my writing!

“Oh my god, Bucky,” she gasped suddenly as she stopped in the middle of the aisle.

Currently, the pair were in the supermarket on a Friday evening - the first Friday evening they'd both had free in weeks - doing their weekly food shop. It had been a long week and honestly, she was so exhausted the last thing she wanted to do was to go out drinking with the rest of the team. Instead, she and her fiancé had decided to cook dinner together and have a quiet night in.

“What?” he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice as he glanced over to where she was pointing.

“Look it’s us,” she excitedly gestured towards some paint your own avenger figurines.

They had somehow found themselves cutting through the toy aisle and the Avenger section had caught her eye. She had been part of the team for nearly two years now, yet somehow it was still so surreal whenever she saw toys and other merchandise modelled after herself.

A small smirk appeared on his lips as he took the two figures in. He picked one the boxes up, allowing his eyes to study the miniature version of himself, finding himself impressed with the attention to detail on his uniform.

“Damn… This actually looks pretty good,” he chuckled, running his metal hand through his hair before carefully placing it back on the shelf.

Noticing the way his mouth subtly curved up in amusement, an idea crept into her mind. "Pretty please can we get them?" she asked sweetly, widening her eyes ever so slightly as she blinked up at him.

"Fine,” he sighed softly, rolling his eyes and shaking his head though the small smirk remained in place. He was hopeless against her pouting and they both knew it. She had the Winter Soldier wrapped around her pretty little finger; he could never deny her anything.

Her lips quickly flicked up into an excited smile as she added two boxes to the trolley before pushing it along so they could continue with their shopping.

***

Once they had finished cleaning up from dinner, she excitedly set up the figurines and paints on the dining table, snapping a quick picture for her socials - as cheesy as it was.

The scene looked like something straight from Pinterest, she had lit candles and got out their fanciest wine glasses determined to make a romantic evening of it. This week in particular had been extremely stressful, and she figured they both deserved to relax and spend some quality time together.

“Baby,” she called out for Bucky to join her. She greeted him with a gentle kiss on the cheek and instructed him to sit down. She giggled softly shaking her head as he sat down in front of his own clay figure. “Nope, we’re painting each other, it’ll be more fun that way.”

“Fine,” Bucky groaned and reluctantly agreed, unable to deny her. This whole ‘paint and sip’ thing she had insisted on as soon as she saw the figures in the supermarket sounded ridiculous to him, but she looked so excited by the prospect he couldn’t bear to refuse her. Besides, he found the whole 'sip' part of the night extremely agreeable. And maybe he did secretly adore all the effort she had put into their date night; it had been so long since anyone had cared for him like this.

Bucky shook his head in slight amusement as he picked up his wine glass and took a long sip before picking up the clay figure of you. He ran his hand over the smooth clay with a soft hum, impressed at its likeness to her.

"Just don't laugh at me, if mine looks completely awful," he grumbled though a hint of a smile played at the corners of his lips as he grabbed the brush and dipped it carefully into the paint.

“I won’t,” she chuckled softly and shook her head, watching him as he began to work. She was surprised to see how seriously he was taking this, the way his metal hand held the figure so gently and his whole face had scrunched up in concentration. She smiled at the sight taking a sip of her drink before picking up her own brush.

***

The hours passed by quietly, the couple surprisingly more invested in their art projects than either of them expected to be.

“This is a lot harder than I thought it would be,” she muttered swearing under her breath as she accidentally smudged some of the paint on her figure. The paint that came with the kit was awful and patchy and had preferred to stick to their hands and anywhere but the model. She had been struggling to paint in the details on his face for the last hour and was just about ready to give up.

"You're telling me," Bucky replied with a soft chuckle, equally as frustrated as he smeared away and attempted to start on the painting again. His brows were furrowed in a deep look of concentration, his tongue sticking out between his teeth as he focused intensely on the figure in front of him. "This is impossible."

“Ready to call it a night?” she suggested as she poured the last of the wine into her glass and practically drank it in one sip.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea,” he murmured in agreement, letting out an exasperated sigh as he set the figure down. He looked a bit disappointed in his work, but at the same time, he couldn't help but to chuckle at how ridiculous they looked sitting there, frustrated over a painting meant for children.

She nodded, chuckling softly as she looked over their figures. Despite their best efforts, the paint messily smudged over the figures barely even resembled humans anymore. She stood letting out a soft yawn deciding that tidying could wait until morning. She grabbed the remaining bottle of wine on the table and took it into their bedroom with Bucky in an attempt to salvage the rest of their night.

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You’re a Guest in Alpine’s Home

Words: 600?? A/N: idk what you want to call this, there isn't really a plot and i haven't edited it but i was struggling to write my other fic/blurb because the english student in me was overthinking every word and grammatical choice and i just needed to write something to get going really

You've been dating Bucky for a while, and he finally invites you back to his apartment for a drink after a dinner date. He had mentioned he had a cat he loved very much, and you were excited to meet her but nothing could have prepared you for what you were about to witness.

As you walk into this apartment she immediately races up to Bucky and claws at his leg. Without a second thought, he drops your hand to pick her up and give her little face a whole bunch of kisses. You barely recognise the way the man in the leather jacket has softened his voice so much as he murmurs to his cat about how much he missed her and how much her loves her. Oddly, you were almost jealous that the furthest you had got with him was a respectful kiss goodnight.

A minute or two pass as he greets his kitten lovingly before remembering you were stood at his side and turning to you.

"This is Alpine," he finally formally introduces the two of you. She was adorable and fluffy and all you wanted to do was scoop her up in your arms too but the way she glared at you made you hesitate. Instead, you reach out and stroke her carefully murmuring a soft hi in an attempt to let her familiarise herself with you.

As soon as Bucky placed her down, she wandered off without a second glance at you. You watched at her as she wandered down the hall and into a room with the door open as Bucky ushered you into the kitchen in the opposite direction. "Don't mind her, she'll be back soon. She just takes a while to warm up to new people," he explains sheepishly as he invites you to sit down whilst he makes you a drink. You nod understandingly accepting the drink and sipping it as you engage in easy conversation with Bucky.

After a while Alpine makes her way into the kitchen and hops into Bucky's lap. You watch as he instinctively pets her soft fur as he continues his conversation with you. However, Alpine appears unsatisfied at the lack of attention, the way Bucky was too invested in you currently to even glance down at her and crawls up on the counter. You were a little surprised but didn't think much of it as she wandered around but she was a smart cat, and she waited for your eyes to leave her and return to Bucky before she pushed the bottle of wine you and bucky were sharing onto the floor.

It hit the floor with a loud crash and Bucky immediately jumped up and scooped her into his arms apologising to you briefly before fussing over his cat and ensuring she didn't hurt herself. You knew she loved the attention and couldn't blame her honestly. Once Bucky had properly ensured his precious kitten was not injured he stood up with her carefully and walked back down the hall. You followed behind him curiously as he entered the room you’d seen Alpine walk into earlier, you had assumed it was Bucky’s room and couldn’t help the small huff of laughter that left your lips as you realised that you were wrong.

It was Alpine’s room.

Of course she had her own room. She had a bed in every room in the apartment and toys all over the place, Bucky had sent you countless photos of the two in bed together but here was a fully furnished cat bedroom Bucky had set up for her. He had her so spoilt it was no wonder she was so possessive of him. You watched silently amused as he dropped her off and closed the door before heading back to the kitchen to clean up with you.

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It Had To Be You

Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Summary: Steve wished you were his but he knew you never could be.

Warnings: Angst, bits of fluff smothered in angst.

Of course it had to be you, wonderful you.

It had to be you the same woman who his best friend was in love with.

He couldn't have fallen for anyone else, he had to fall for you.

Steve was kicking himself for falling for you, you were clearly in love with Bucky.

I mean it was so obvious, you would always look for him whenever you walked into a room, always wanting to be around to Bucky.

You had barely spoken two words to Steve this week but you were all over Bucky. Talking to Bucky, laughing at his jokes, listening to his stories and not Steve's.

Steve felt like such an idiot whenever you entered a room and his turned into a flustering, blushing mess.

He felt like an idiot everytime you looked at him for just a second longer than usual, thinking, praying that you might return his feelings even in the slightest. But he couldn't think that, he couldn't, because it was never going to happen.

Steve looked down at his sketchbook, filled with drawings of you and let out a sigh full of longing.

It was ridiculous, he couldn't even be in the same room as you, especially if Bucky was there.

Seeing you smile at Bucky and touch his arm, not being afraid, not even concerned just being happy being in Bucky's presence. Bucky's. Not Steve's.

Then when Bucky told Steve how he felt one night Steve felt like his heart had been stomped on because he knew all Bucky had to do was say those three little words and you'd be his. Not Steve's.

He could see it now all Bucky need do is ask you to be his and you would be. Steve could picture it, one night Bucky would say 'I love you' and you would return his love tenfold.

Steve could see your whole lives play out, first you'd date for a while maybe take it a bit slow at first but then you'd realise you were each other's person, one true love and you'd move in together. Not too long after you'd decide it was time to get your own home, out of the tower, and you find a nice little house in the suburbs with a yard and a porch. You might start off with a dog, something big and cuddly like that dog from Beethoven. He'd run around the yard with the two of you chasing sticks and frisbees, getting belly rubs and lots of pats. One night maybe your second anniversary, Bucky would spring for the best table at the best restaurant. You'd get something like lobster ravioli and do the cutesy little couple things like Lady and the Tramp-ing the spaghetti and linking arms to drink wine, probably dribbling a little and giggling. When you'd gone to the bathroom, Bucky would order champagne and place the ring in the bottom of your glass, a bit cliche but it'd work, you look down into your glass and look back at Bucky to see if this was a joke. But it wasn't. You'd squeal and fish the ring out the glass with a fork. It would be nice but not too flashy, he wanted to put the money towards your next adventure, preferably kids. You'd love the ring if it were plastic, but it really meant a lot to you seeing your favourite stone in the centre, you couldn't even remember when you'd mentioned it but you must've.

Next would come the wedding where Steve would of course be the best man, because he had to put yours and Bucky's happiness above all, including his own feelings. The music would play and you'd walk down the isle in a beautiful white gown, not huge and poofy and overstated but something elegant and almost regal to match your own beauty. You and Bucky would look into each other's eyes and see your soulmates and Steve would be off to the side looking at you seeing the same but knowing it couldn't be. You'd both recite your vows, so beautiful they'd make anyone cry, and then it would be time for objections. Every part of Steve wanted to say something, anything, to say that he's loved you for years but every part of him forbid it. He watched his best friend kiss you and he watched you reciprocate the kiss with so much love it hurt. He watched the two of you walk out of that church and off to your honeymoon where you'd no undoubtedly conceive your first child.

A few weeks after you'd get back you'd find out you were pregnant, when you told your new husband the news he'd cry out a single tear, so happy to finally be living a normal life. The first person you two would tell was of course Steve. He'd put on his best fake smile and tried to make it through the pain for as long as he could, but the second you'd walk out the door he'd be in tears. It should have been his child you were carrying, not Bucky's. When the day would finally come Bucky would introduce Steve to his little godson, Steven Barnes. He'd hold the child in his arms and he'd feel evil. He'd feel evil for wishing it were his child with you. Then would come more, more little bundles of joy that would call Bucky 'dad' and Steve 'uncle'. And eventually those little bundles of joy would grow up, all successful, lawyers, doctors, humanitarians. All with their mother's heart, full of kindness and love. Steve would have to watch you and Bucky grow old together, sitting on that same porch surrounded by grandchildren and even a few great grandchildren running around full of life.

And what he saw was pretty spot on.

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Sorry I Tried to Kill You...

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 400

Prompt #1070: “Sorry I tried to kill you.” “It’s fine, but next time you should try harder.”

A/N: it's my first post so it's probably a little cheesy but hopefully still somewhat enjoyable.

A mission gone wrong was an understatement.

Bucky had gotten intel that a group of HYDRA operatives were in the area and was preparing to confront them. But they were smarter than he had expected, and there were more agents than anticipated. He was outnumbered and he was pinned to the ground with an agent's boot pressing into his back. He heard the sound of a gun cocking and closed his eyes, inhaling deeply as he prepared for the worst.

All of a sudden, instead of a bullet, he heard a feminine voice chime in. His eyes snapped open, immediately recognising the voice. He strained his neck up and quickly spotted her standing a few feet away, pistol pointed at the operative above him. Silently, he watched as she fired the gun with a grin. The pressure of the boot on his back was instantly replaced with the weight of the man's body falling limp on top of him.

He slowly stood up, still eyeing her. He was definitely sceptical after she had been involved with a HYDRA attack a few months ago. He brushed himself off, taking note of the other unconscious HYDRA men on the ground. He raised an eyebrow at her again before speaking in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"Why am I not surprised to see you here?"

"Relax, Barnes. Consider this payback for the last time we met," she rolled her eyes.

He huffed out a laugh, crossing his arms as he stepped closer to her.

"Oh yeah, the last time we met you tried to kill me."

"In my defence, it was nothing personal. It was just business," she shrugged nonchalantly, as she glanced around for any other HYDRA agents she might have missed.

"Doesn't change the fact that you tried to kill me."

"And I said I was sorry I tried to kill you," she responds, a faint smirk played at the corner of her lips. "Besides, I just saved your life so you can consider it even."

He stared her up and down for a moment, mentally weighing the situation. She had a point. In a way, he was indebted to her now. He begrudgingly nodded, and gave her a slightly sarcastic smirk in return.

"Fine, but next time you should try harder."

A small laugh escaped her lips at his unexpected response as they walked.

"I'll keep that in mind for next time, Barnes."