Summary: Stealing Bucky’s henley’s and leaving him surprises in his room is all fun and games until you get caught…
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club continuation of drunk drabbles and the awesome prompt below sent in by the lovely @prunes-said-bucky Thank you darling and hope you enjoy this! Thank you all for reading, love you always! ❤❤❤
Warnings: Fluffy fun, light teasing, mention of sex toys, implied sexy times
As you pad down the hallway toward the laundry room you let out a loud huff, grumbling under your breath about hating laundry day. You open the dryer so you can put in your wet clothes only to find it full of clean laundry. “Oh, come on!” you shout, grabbing at the clothes to try and figure out who they belong to.
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Summary: Sergeant Barnes is too much of a distraction and you get caught…
Author’s Note: This is for the continuation of the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club drunk drabbles and the awesome prompt below sent in by @prunes-said-bucky and the week of kinks and 2k follower celebration! Today I went with choking and metal arm kink…I mean. Yea. Hope you all enjoy this and thank you so much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤
Warnings: metal arm/choking kink, implied smut, an angry Sgt. Barnes, cursing.
Week of Kinks Masterlist
Day 1: Bow tie and neck: Keep Quiet
Day 2: Beard and floofy hair: Plum Lovin’
Day 3: Knife and hands: An Edge in the Kitchen
Training with Bucky had always been physically challenging. You didn’t mind it, not at all. In fact, you enjoyed it. But this. This was different. Every mistake you made was pointed out loud and clear for everyone to hear. You felt like he was picking on you and every time you had to say the words, “yes, Sergeant Barnes,” you wanted to punch him.
Words: 1,069 (okay, I’m so sorry this is so short you guys!)
Authors notes: This is a drabble written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and I’ve included some kinks for their 2k Follower Celebration. CONGRATULATIONS HBC!!! Kinks used: rings, goatee, tattoos.
You were feeling nervous when the taxi pulled up outside of the place your friend had sent you to for your blind date with one of her friends. It was a bar that served delicious home cooked food and it was a place you were familiar with, you have been here only once before, and if your memory serves correctly, you quite liked it. And according to Erin, this was the place your date had chosen.
You paid and thanked the driver as you stepped out. Your heels click-clacking booming in the otherwise quiet night. There no was nobody around, which wasn’t unusual for a Tuesday night.
The double wooden doors opened and a couple of guys came out with their beers, you exchanged smiles with them as one guy kept the door open for you. With a quiet thanks, you walked in.
The mood lights surrounded the bar area in an orange setting, the atmosphere was cozy and light, as you suspected, there wasn’t too many people here tonight. You instantly relaxed and scanned around, looking for the man Erin had described to you in great detail, your eyes stopping on the gentleman you were sure was him sitting in the booth in the far corner.
He was wearing a short sleeved Tee Shirt which showed off his amazing arms and tattoos that he had up that arm. Erin had told you he has gotten a few tattoos since he learned you loved a man with tattoos, you found it really flattering and you were already liking him.
With confidence, you strolled across the floor, offering a small smile to the waiter as you passed and stopped by the booth. When he noticed your lingering presence, he looked up and you were mesmerised by the intensity of his blue eyes.
“Hi. Are you- are you Chris?” your voice was quiet over the soft music in the background. He was really good looking even with his buzz cut hairstyle and goatee.
“I am. Are you Y/N?” his eyes wandered down the full length of your body and licked his lips.
“Yes.” you cleared your throat and sat down opposite Chris. He didn’t stop looking at you, and you wondered briefly if there was something on your face.
“Is there something on my face?” you wiped at your cheeks anyway, just to be sure. Chris laughed and shook his head, propping his elbow on the table and resting his head on the palm of his hand.
“Only beauty.” he replied after a few minutes. You hung your head down towards your lap to hide the blush that was sweeping across your cheeks.
“No I’m serious.” Chris cleared his throat, “Erin didn’t tell me you were so beautiful I’m quite stunned. Usually when I’m on these things, my dates never show up.” your eyes met his once again, your story was similar.
“Um well thank you. I’m so flattered and it’s the same thing with me.” you exchanged smiles, only his didn’t quite meet his eyes by your confession.
“Well, they are idiots. So, thank you for coming. Can I get you a drink?” He pointed towards the bar, the light bouncing off the many rings that he had on his right hand, you didn’t notice until now but holy shit you loved them.
“Yes please, a white wine would be perfect.” you blushed when he winked and stood to walk over to the bar. You took the opportunity to check out his ass and boy, you was not disappointed. You sucked your lip between your teeth when he blindly reached into his back pocket to pull out his wallet, the silver bracelets sat loosely on his left wrist and more rings littered his fingers. The tattoos you recognized as new on his left arm looked hot, and you wanted to trace each one with the tip of your fingers.
Chris looked over his shoulder for a moment, you looked away quickly with a blush, missing the knowing smirk Chris was giving you right now. He felt you staring at him, his years of experience as an undercover cop heightened his senses.
He returned to the booth a couple of minutes later with 2 drinks.
“Thank you.” you said bringing the wine glass to your lips.
“My pleasure.” he replied after a while, shifting in his seat when your tongue came out to capture the excess liquid that had escaped when you pulled the wine glass away. “So, tell me about yourself.” Chris wiped the foam beard his beer gave him with his hand and crossed his arms on the table.
And so you did, you told him your whole life story, as far back as you could remember anyway. In between, he would ask questions and you’d answer.
You asked about his life, and Chris told you everything too from the beginning. You also took some opportunities to ask him some questions in return. Chris didn’t seem to hesitate to answer anything you asked. He was naturally very funny and made you laugh more times than you could remember.
Sometime during your conversation, the two of you ordered some food from the bar and the conversations flowed naturally and more easily. It actually felt like the two of you had known each other for longer than a couple of hours.
By the time you checked the time on your watch, it was close to 10 p.m. and the bar was more or less empty.
“I should really get going.” you said regrettably, not wanting the night to end but knew it had to at some point.
“Will I see you again?” he asked, running his fingers over his goatee.
“I hope so.” you bit your lip teasingly as you stood up and smoothed down your shirt. Chris walked you to the door, the chill in the air making you shudder.
“Can I walk you home?” he asked, sticking his hands in his front pockets of his bomber jacket.
“Um...”
“No no! I don’t mean anything like that. It’s just late and I won’t sleep tonight if I don’t make sure you’re home safe. Sorry I’m just protective like that.”
“Please don’t apologize, it’s very sweet and yes please, I’d love it if you could walk me home.” Chris smiled and bent his elbow out slightly for you to hook your arm around it.
Summary: You and Bucky are attending one of Tony’s lavish parties. He’s wearing a bow tie…
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club 2K follower celebration and the week of kinks! It was very hard for me to narrow it down and get 7 kinks (I wanted to do one per day) so I had to combine a couple that worked well together. Today I chose bow tie and neck. I love when a man (particulary Seb) wears a bow tie and his neck is so fucking gorgeous. Enjoy! Thank you all for reading! Love always ❤❤❤ PS Lisa @sallycanwait68 this is double trouble for you, I apologize for nothing!😁
Warnings: Bucky in a bow tie, his neck, semi-public sex, bow tie kink, neck kink, male oral, cursing…SMUT (18+ only please ;)
The music from the party pulses through your body but nothing compares to heat you feel for the man you currently have pinned against the door of the bathroom. “Fuck, doll, what’s gotten into you,” Bucky moans before you press your lips to his. His hands explore the bare skin of your back, sliding down to give your ass a firm squeeze.
Prompt: “Feel my shirt. Know what it’s made of? Boyfriend material.”
Warnings: flirting, Bucky being a giant tease, fluff.
Word Count: 333
A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and sorry for the unexpected hiatus, just think of me as a car that keeps spluttering, I’m just getting into this again! Bear with me, please and I love you all!
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“Hey there you beautiful person.” A voice purred opposite to where you were sat on the kitchen counter, trying to peacefullly drink your coffee. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes and took a long, generous sip of your hot beverage while keeping eye contact with the super soldier.
You couldn’t deny it, Bucky was always making advance passes at you. And so far, you’ve been able to brush each one off. It wasn’t like you weren’t interested in him, every single woman, even men living in the compound, under the same roof as Sergeant Barnes’ found him to be irresistable. So why should you make it easy for him?
“Bucky.” You replied with a smirk. His long, slender fingers combing through his brown hair. You eyed his new black shirt suspiciously, it looked way too small to fit him. The material stretched across his defined chest. “It’s a nice day huh?” You cleared your throat.
“Oh yeah. It’s a nice day to take a nap naked.” He winked and you almost choked on your drink. “Oh! Feel my shirt.” He said as he stood next to you, “Know what it’s made of? Boyfriend material.” He deadpanned as you fingered the hem of his shirt, patting the material for no reason at all between your thumb and forefinger.
“It feels nice.” You released his shirt and rested your hands in front of you on the counter. You felt Bucky’s body heat radiate from behind you, his chest pressed against your back as his lips grazed your ear.
“You’re perfect girlfriend material. How long are you gonna resist me, doll?” His arms stretched out in front of him, effectively caging you in.
“A while longer.” You smirked over your shoulder. “At least until the weekend before we go to Tony’s summerhouse in Malibu.”
“Can’t wait to see you in those flimsy bikinis.” He chuckled. A shiver ran down your spine and raised hairs on the back of your neck when he stepped away.
I just read Numb and it was so good! I was wondering if you were considering making a part two? I’m very curious to see what Bucky does with the fact that y/n has a crush on him? Anyways I’m excited to keep an eye out for all your future writing! Keep up the great work!
Hehe welllll I’m not sure whether to have them pine a little while longer and write around 5 parts for it, or just let him confront her maybe ;) But yes, definitely a part 2 is happening for sure!
Summary: you had a crush on Bucky and was sure he had one on you too, until one day he arrives at the compound to introduce his new girlfriend.
Warnings: angst, sadness, heartbreak
Authors Notes: I was in an angst mood… :)
Your heart shattered into a million pieces in your chest when Bucky walked through the door, with a happy smile on his beautiful face and with a woman on his arm.
You should have been expecting this, you should have known Bucky wouldn’t date anyone like you. Bucky must have had standards, a criteria on what kind of woman he liked and apparently, you weren’t her.
But you didn’t understand, because you and Bucky had spent the past 9 months in a close-knit bond. Inseparable even. Late nights watching movies in the common room, or in either of your rooms with bowls of popcorn and sugary snacks. You went to the movies together, went out to dinner together. You were almost positive Bucky liked you the same way you liked him. Not just because of the things you did together as friends, but the longing looks, the lingering touches, the flirty pickup lines. Was it all in your imagination?
“Hey guys. I’m so glad everyone is here.” Bucky spoke, still with a dazzling smile on his face, showing his perfectly lined white teeth, he smacked his lips together before he starting talking again, “So these are my friends; Steve, Clint, Sam, Natasha, Wanda, uhh Vision is over there somewhere, Tony is in his lab and that’s Y/N.” An extra stab to your heart, the fact he listed you last. “And this is Esme, my girlfriend.”
There was a loud chorus of applauds and cheers from the rest of the team as they stepped forward and greeted the woman. You were stuck frozen in your place, finding it difficult to breathe. Without excusing yourself, you slipped away figuring they would be too busy fussing over her.
But Steve caught you leaving and he politely excused himself to follow you. Steve was only one who knew of your crush and he was rooting for you and Bucky all the way. He knows how you are feeling, or he thinks he does.
By the time you got back to your room, you were practically hyperventilating. Steve wasn’t far behind you luckily and he rushed over and pulled you into a bear hug. “Come on, Y/N. It’s going to be alright. You’re going to be alright.” Your breaths cracked as you cried between breaths. “No it’s not Steve.” Steve sighed and pushed you from him slightly, he ran his thumbs under your eyes to capture the falling tears.
“I love him.” You blurted out before you could stop yourself. The realization that you did love him only broke your heart more. “I know you do Y/N. I’m so sorry, I was rooting for you guys.” Steve’s words didn’t help and you launched yourself into his chest once again. What you both failed to realize though during your emotional moment, was Bucky Barnes lingering in the doorway with a shell shocked face.
Authors Notes: This is written for @littledarlinhavefaithinme and her wonderful mystery au challenge. Thank you for hosting this wonderful challenge and sorry this took me so long 💕
“Next please!” The small queue shifted forward, only 2 men left and your eyes widened at the tall man with greasy hair, a round belly, his dirty grease stained tank top pulled too tightly across his body. You swallowed the lump in your throat and remained profressional. It was usually these type of guys you didn’t like dealing with. But unfortunately, your co-worker Wanda had called in sick earlier, so you were here working the shift by yourself.
“Get me a coffee.” He spat almost aggressively. “And one of those hot muffin things McDonald’s sell.” He scoffed, pulling out some dollar notes from his black wallet.
“Uh, sir we don’t offer hot muffins, I’m so sorry. Is there anything else I can get you?” You asked calmly.
“What do you mean you don’t sell ‘em?! What kind of cafe is this you useless bitch! I want my goddamn muffin!”
You stepped back from the counter, about to press the emergency bell under the counter until a taller man, more muscular with ocean blue eyes, his hair hidden under his black baseball cap steps forward.
“That is no way to speak to a woman who is just trying to do her job. She told you they don’t muffins, they are not McDonald’s. Now I suggest you get out before I drag you outside by the wedgie I’ll give you.” Your hero gritted through his teeth. The other guy looked between you two a few times and scoffed, spewing profanities on his way out.
“Are you okay ma’am?” The blue eyed man asked as he leaned against the counter.
“No! I’m on the verge of tears because of a rude customer and you step in and step up for me, I’m not okay because no one has ever done that before and...” you started to hyperventilate. You dipped your head and took in some deep breaths, trying to steady your breathing.
“Hey, hey. It’s okay, I wasn’t going to let him talk to you like a dog any longer. Look, there’s no one else here and he’s not coming back in, why don’t you close up for an hour and just relax okay?” He suggested, his blue eyes genuine to his words. You knew he was right, you needed a coffee break yourself after that ordeal.
“Will you stay?” You blurted out before you could stop it.
First of all, I’d just like to thank you so much for 1k followers. When I first came here, I never once expected to hit this huge milestone and I really do appreciate every single one of you! So to celebrate my milestone, I’m doing a writing challenge.
Just a couple of rules (or more like guidelines)
You don’t have to follow me (although it would be awesome if you did)
There will be 6 sets of different prompts to choose from (and I’m truly sorry if the prompts suck. I tried my best)
Send me an ask or dm with the prompt you would like to do with the character you want to write it with (for example: Angst #3 with…)
I’d appreciate it if you could reblog so others can join the fun!
Any fandom and any character is most welcome (it doesn’t have to be marvel)
Two people per prompt, you can have MORE than one but please do them all
Please add a read more if it’s more than 500 words
It can be any format you want (Social Media AU, Drabble, One shot, Moodboard, Poem or a Series)
Please tag anything you think could be a trigger (any questions just send me a DM or an ask)
Use warnings if your work contains smut and such things
Due date is 30th November 2020 so you have plenty of time!!
When submitting please tag me @aesthetical-bucky and use the tag #aesthetical-bucky1kchallenge so I can read them all and add them to the masterlist. If you’ve submitted your piece and didn’t get a notification from me, please send me a dm.
And that’s it. Let’s have some fun and I look forward to seeing what and who you write for! :) If you have ANY QUESTIONS, please don’t hesitate to reach out.
Prompt: “Take your panties off and come sit on my face.”
Warnings: oral sex (female receiving), face sitting, smut, dirty talk, language, 18+
Word Count: 1,079
Authors Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and co-written with my lovely friend @jobean12-blog this was so much fun and this prompt slotted in nicely to the drabble Jo had posted previously! Hope you like this and have a lovely weekend :)
Part 1: Asking For Trouble (written by @jobean12-blog)
You and Chris crash through the door of his apartment with your tongues and teeth clashing. Chris kicks the door closed and pins you up against it. His lips attacking the sweet spot on your neck and his fingers bruising your hips.
“As romantic as this is, I’m kinda hoping we’ll get to the nitty-gritty stuff sooner rather than later.” You joke, pulling at the hem of his shirt. Chris takes the hint, momentarily stepping away from to pull his shirt over his head, throwing it randomly behind him. Your fingers fumble with the button on his jeans and then move to his zipper, his hands stopping you as he smirks.
“Let’s undress you.” he teases, his hand snaking up your thigh. His rests his hand just below your bum and bends his knees slightly. You take the meaning and jump, your legs instantly wrapping around his waist as he stumbles to his bedroom, throwing you on the bed with a bounce, his lips once again attacking your neck.
His lips trail down the soft column of your neck, his fingers following. Giving a gentle squeeze he watches you through lidded eyes, your lips parting in a moan. “Fuck, kitten, I need to hear you do that again.” He slips his hand under your skirt, running a finger over your soaked panties. With a growl he pulls down your skirt and throws it to the floor.