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Here I will be writing for:

• Bucky Barnes 🦾🐱

• Rafe Cameron 💵🔪

• Daryl Dixon 🏹🧟‍♂️

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TOO PURE!— FRAT!RAFE CAMERON

pairing; soft!frat!rafe cameron x fem!reader

summary; rafe is the president of the biggest party frat on greek row, and his sweetheart girlfriend meets his frat brothers for the first time, under less than great circumstances.

warnings; veryyyyyy ooc rafe (like sue me), sensitive!reader, slightly smut at the end but barely, so it would make me more comfy if mdni!

Rafe's hand was tight on your thigh while he drove you guys to the library on campus. Your english lit books stuffed into your tote, and your uggs snug on your feet as you prepared to have a full studying day with Rafe.

You were already sceptical of the idea the second he brought it up. He pushed the proposed study date the second you refused to hang out with him until your lit final was out of the way.

Rafe was smart sure, majoring in finance and on his way to securing a high position after graduation. However, he wasn't the most academic person you had come across, preferring study the playbooks for his next football game.

So, you knew not much focused study could come from his day, but your boyfriend refused to not see you for the 2 weeks until your final was over.

He picked you up in his far to massive truck, getting out of the drivers side to kiss you good morning and lift you up into the passenger seat next to him.

He was tapping the beat of the music that echoed out of his car speakers, a backwards cap resting on his head and his lettermans jacked slung over his broad shoulders.

You listened to him babble on and on about him and his fraternity brothers recent escapades on campus. A story about how they climbed up the flag pole that stood in the middle of the college and tied their fraternity flag to the top of it in the middle of the night.

His smirk was bright on his face, perking up when you laughed at his recount of that night. You lifted your pale pink water bottle out of his cup holder that you always kept there, remembering you filled it up only the day before.

What you didn't recall though, was the fact that you hadn't screwed the top all the way. Meaning, when you brought it over to your body, it spilled all over you before you could lift it up to your lips.

Rafe turned his head swiftly at your squeal, your waterbottle now empty in your hand and its contents all over you.

The water covered nearly the whole front of your top, the white fabric of your baby tee now turning see through due to the liquid, revealing the lace pink bra you threw on before leaving your dorm.

"Shit, baby" Rafe sighed, watching as your eyes went glossy as the tears rose through you.

It would be an understatement if you said you cried often. But with all stress pushing a heavy weight on you due to your looming final, you couldn't help but cry over spilt water.

Rafe's eyes went back to the road, pulling into an empty space and parking.

"Hey, hey. Don't cry. Please don't cry." He begged, bringing his hand up to your cheek and wiping a stray tear that had fallen. He turns away, rummaging around his truck to see if he could find anything to dry you with.

"Rafe, its cold" you whisper, cringing at how whiny your voice sounded. This would be the only moment in your life you regretted how well your water bottle kept your water cold.

Rafe's hands continued to search his glove box and console, failing to find anything but old receipts and sonny angels you had left in his car.

"Shit" He whispered, looking back at you and then the area he had pulled over in. "The frat is not even 2 minutes away, we can run in and get you a dry shirt, yeah?"

You nodded swiftly, any anxious thoughts about entering his frat failing to enter your mind as the feeling of your shirt sticking to your chest and shivers rushing through you overtook your senses.

Rafe pulled his truck out rather dangerously fast, the hand that wasn't gripping the steering wheel finding your hand to clutch it tightly.

His large hand swallowed yours, grounding you as the sensation of your sticky shirt clung to your like a life line. Your tucked your lip under your teeth to halt its relentless wobbling as the tears ran softly down your cheeks.

Okay, maybe your brother was right when she said you were a crybaby.

Rafe turned his head over to look out through his rear window, pulling in to his carpark at his frat, the 'Fraternity President' sign standing proudly at the front of the car space.

He turned off the engine, unbuckling his seatbelt and hopping out of his seat. Rafe walked around to your side, opening the door and reaching over to unbuckle your seat belt before placing his hands on your waist and effortlessly lifting you of his truck.

The fall breeze sent goosebumps down your thighs, nipping at the wet fabric of your shirt and threatening your teeth to chatter at the cold.

He held your hand once more as he guided you up the cobblestone walk way that brought you to the stairs that lead to his fraternity.

Your head craned up to the view of the massive house that stood on greek row. Large white columns stood in your view, vast windows spread across the walls, black greek symbols decorated the space that met the roof proudly.

You and Rafe had only been dating for 2 months now, preferring to stay in the cozy four walls of your dorm than his fraternity that was decorated by littered red solo cups and empty beer bottles.

It would be a lie to say Rafe wasn't putting off introducing you to his frat brothers. He wasn't embarrassed of you, far from it.

He loved his friends, alot. But he was, well, maybe just a tad worried they would scare you off.

You weren't in a sorority. You didn't frequent greek row for the weekend parties. You topped nearly all of your classes, spending the weekends cozied up with your roommate eating ice cream and clad in silk pyjamas.

Rafe knew you were too good for him. Too smart. Too pretty. Too pure.

His thoughts were interrupted as you stood at the front door that lead into his fraternity. Rafe reached into the pocket of his letterman jacket, pulling out his key card and moving to push it against the reader on the front door.

"Rafe, wait." You gasped, pulling your hand out of his and stepping back. He turned to you, looking down at your eyes that stared back up at him.

"Look at me" You voiced, his gaze following your hands that swept over your frame. He hadn't noticed during his frantic haze to do anything to cease your tears how your white shirt was fully see-through, your bra fully now visible.

His lips upturned into a smirk, raking his eyes up and down your frame. "Yeah, i am. And i'm loving it"

You reached up and smacked his shoulder, not finding this situation as amusing as he was.

"Ok, ok. Sorry baby. Here"

He shrugged his letterman jacket off his frame, resting it over your shoulders as the smell of his Cologne clouded your sense. You interested your arms into the jacket, the fabric nearly swallowing you whole as you used it to bring around your front and cover your shirt.

Rafe's hand was clasped into yours once again, his biceps straining against his navy tee as he pressed unlocked the door with his key card.

"Ok, We just gotta run up to my room real quick. We'll be in and out." He voiced, turning to give you a searing kiss on your cheek.

You were surprised to find the house rather cleaner than you expected. Rafe told you that there was a party here last night, that he kindly described as "Shit"

You half expected to see drunk guys passed out on the floor and empty liquor bottles resting on every surface.

But the floor was free from unconscious bodies and suspicious liquids. However, remnants of the night before still remained through the folded up ping pong table resting on the wall and trash bags brimming with beer cans waiting to be taken out at the door.

"Rafey! Back so soon?" A voice cheered, the floorboards of the stairs creaking as a body bounded down them.

A blonde boy only clad in checkered pyjama pants appeared in your view only seconds later, his expression dropping and his eyes found yours before darting back to Rafe.

"Oh my god!" The boy gasped, dramatically bringing his hands up to his mouth in exaggerated shock. "You're real!"

Your brows furrowed at the statement, looking up at Rafe next to you who was rolling his eyes. "Fuck off Top" Rafe spoke, his hand dragging down his face as an amused smile painted his lips.

"Well, Are you gonna finally introduce me?" The boy spoke, looking at Rafe expectantly.

Rafe rolled his eyes once more, looking down at you adoringly.

"This is Topper. Topper, This is my girlfriend" Rafe spoke, finishing of the sentence with your name. You smiled as the boy suddenly brought you into a bounding hug, grinning from ear to ear as he released you.

"We were starting to think our Rafe made you up!" Topper smiled, putting his hands up in surrender as Rafe placed his hand against his chest and pushed him away from you.

"Nope, I'm pretty real the last time i checked" You voiced, laughing softly.

"Hey, you're funny. I like you" Topper smiled, pointing at you jokingly.

"Ok, This was fun." Rafe stated sarcastically, reaching his hand to rest on the small of your back and guiding you up the stairs.

"Hey! The other boys are gonna want to meet her!" Topper yelled behind you, Rafe not even looking back as he replied with a middle finger directed back at Topper.

Rafe had never been more glad all of his friends were to hungover from the night before to leave their rooms.

"He's nice!" You whispered to Rafe as you two walked up the stairs as he lead you to his dorm. Rafe looked down at you, a smirk still present on his lips.

"He's annoying"

You smiled back, hearing the adoration thick in his tone despite his statement.

Rafe guided you down the long hallway of doors, reaching the end and using his keycard once more to open the door to his room. Pushing you inside softly and closing the door behind him.

His room was exactly what you pictured. Somehow messy but still clean.

It smelled exactly like him, like cologne and the soft scent of his occasional cigarettes he indulged in when stressed. Occasional picture frames decorated his dresser and desk, pictures of him and his friends holding up a football trophy and him and his little sisters when they were little.

One frame caught your eye, the only one that rested on his bed side table. In it, was you. Not even aware of the camera as Rafe shot the picture.

You remember that day vividly, because it was the day Rafe asked you to be his girlfriend.

A flower crown rested softly on your head, the sun kissing your skin as you looked up through the trees in the field Rafe took you to, an hour drive out of campus.

You stood out like a sore thumb in the muted tones of his room, standing awkwardly before Rafe rested you down on his haphazardly made bed, quickly going to rummage around in his draws for a shirt for you to wear.

You watched him as he found one, shutting his dresser draw before walking over to you.

He looked down at you intently as he lifted his letterman jacket of you, instructing you after the fact to lift your arms up.

You couldn't help but bite your lip as he peeled the still soaking wet top off of you slowly, watching as his eyes drifted down to your chest now only clad in your bra.

He reached for the top, halting as you suddenly spoke. "Rafe, wait"

You reached for his hand, guiding it slowly to the clasp of your bra on your back. "It's soaking too"

Rafe ticked his jaw at your statement, running his tounge over his teeth at your teasing.

He couldn't help but lean down to catch your lips in a heated kiss, swiftly unclasping your bra before pulling back and staring at your bare chest.

You pulled further away from his, reaching for the shirt he brought you and putting it on.

"You're such a fucking tease" He gasped, embarrassed his hard on was growing under his grey sweats further at the sight of you in his grey football shirt. Your college logo etched on the front and the list of the championship winning team on the back, his name proudly stamped first under Quaterback.

You giggled softly at his statement, reaching up to pull the collar of his tee-shirt and guiding him down to your lips once more.

His hands rested heavily on your thighs, picking you up effortlessly to switch positions so he was now sat at the foot of his bed. You now sat on his lap and bringing your legs around to straddle him.

Your hands lifted up to rest on his jaw, your tongues now interlocking as you made out.

He brought his hands down to the waistband of your leggings, hooking his fingers under the fabric as his touch left a searing heat on your skin.

You pulled out of the kiss, causing him to groan at the lose of contact. "I'm glad i could finally meet one of your friends." You sighed, out of breath as you rested your forehead onto his.

"Yeah? Me too." He smiled, feeling a weight now being pulled of his shoulders that he didn't even know was there.

He leaned forward once more to catch your lips in another kiss, the feeling of your ass on his dick making the tent in his pants grow even harder.

But the feeling was short lived, as you two were swiftly taken out of your little bubble.

The sound of fists banging on his door boomed through his room, making you jump and lift yourself off his lap and stand up straight.

"Rafe! We know she's in there" "Let us meet her!" "C'mon bro!" "Topper got to, It's not fair!" "Open up!"

Rafe rolled his eyes at the sound of his friends yelling through the door, lifting himself off his bed and adjusting his dick in his pants.

"Ready to meet the rest of em'?"

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ride cowgirl

you take control in bed and rafe can't handle himself (18+, smut)

"you want to what?" rafe asked, not really paying attention to your words, his eyes still glued to his book. "i-i want to take control in bed rafe" you said, raising your voice from a barely audible whisper to a slightly louder tone.

he doesn't even turn to you at your claim, chuckling softly "that's real funny baby" you huffed, he wasn't taking you seriously at all. you moved quickly so that you were sitting between his legs that were spread out on the bed, staring at him as he didn't even move to look at you.

you wrapped your fingers around the top of his book, pulling it back softly so he had to look up at you. rafe seems to pay attention to you now, watching you with a bored expression. "im being serious rafe, i think id be good at it" you stated as he brought his hand up to your head and tuck a piece of loose hair behind your ear. "good at what baby?"

you rolled your eyes at his question, does he ever listen?

"good at being in charge, you know, all bossy and controlling." you pouted as he raised his eyebrows suggestively "i am not bossy and controlling" rafe answered, clearly not believing the words coming out of his own mouth as he played with the hem of your sundress.

you narrowed your eyes at his claim, causing him to sigh. "please rafe, please, please, please. I promise i'll do good!" once you see him roll his eyes and sigh, you know you've cracked him.

and that's how you ended up straddling his toned shirtless waist, clad only in your panties as you peppered kisses softly down his chest. he stared at you as you got to his v line, his cock standing tall and oozing with pre-cum.

"you ready rafe? remember your safe word alright?" he tried to mask his chuckle at your statement, ticking his jaw to the side. "yes baby, i remember the safe word, think i'm gonna have to use it?"

you shrugged at him, extremely distracted by his massive cock merely inches from your face. you placed a small kiss to the base, leaning your head on his inner thigh as you pumped him up and down slowly.

you heard him inhale sharply, restraining himself from grabbing your head and shoving your throat all the way down his cock until you gag. he watched the thoughts spin in your head as you left one last kiss on the tip of his dick, shifting around so your entrance was now in line with his cock.

he groaned as he entered you, your walls so impossibly tight around him. you lowered down slowly on him, squeezing your eyes shut at how fucking massive he is. you had to brace yourself with your hands on his chest as he bottomed out inside of you, hitting places that made you whine. you lifted your hips up slightly, you knew that neither of you could handle him that deep inside without cumming in two seconds, though he would never admit it.

you looked at rafe with impatience, waiting for the feeling of his death grip on your sides as he helped you ride him, but it never came "rafe, what're doing?" you asked, feeling impossibly full and needing to move. "what do you mean princess? you're moving us. you're in charge."

"o-oh, right." you squeaked, taking a second to breathe and ground yourself before slightly lifting your hips up and slamming back down. you never thought it would be so hard to ride rafe without his hands guiding your body and lifting more than half of your weight above him, but then again, you had never thought you were ever going to be in control.

your thighs burned as you lifted yourself up for the third time, refusing to look at rafe's smirking face at your restlessness. you nearly felt bad for rafe in that moment, you didn't even realise how much hard work went into being in charge.

you don't have nearly as much stamina as rafe does, and it showed through your now shaky thighs and unstable strokes of your hips. "goin' a bit slow baby, are we getting tired already?" you didn't even have to look at him to see the cocky smile on his face. not ready to admit to him that you were wrong, an idea popped in your head.

you felt him twitch inside of you as you sat balls deep on his cock, rocking forward so there was no part of his dick that wasn't buried in you. he snapped his head your way, parting his lips softly and taking a deep breath. you didn't move for what felt like hours, which in reality was only a few seconds, your walls squeezing him nearly out of you.

"oh so you want to play dirty baby?" he asked, moving his hands quickly to your ass and landing a sharp smack to your skin before kneading the area. "i don't know what your talking about" you stated, trying not to show how close you were to moving so you didn't explode from pleasure.

"god, you're such a fucking brat" he spat, taking your wrist in his hand and twisting your arm so it was behind your back, pushing your body so you were now laying on his chest. you let out a moan as he started slamming into you at a ruthless pace, his strokes deep and uncontrolled.

"is this what you wanted baby? for me to lose my fucking mind? hmm?" he asked, knowing in your mushy state that you couldn't give him an answer that wasn't purely unintelligible babbles or moans. he took his free hand and grabbed your chin, lifting your head up so you had to look at his face as he fucks you.

he watched you flutter your eyes shut, biting your lip and going limp in his arms. he knew that face. you were about to cum, hard. "come on baby, give it to me. you got it, i got you" he chanted, his strokes turning sloppy as he was nearly at his breaking point.

"atta girl, that's my pretty girl" he sighed as you came around him, falling into his body as you felt his load empty out into you with a groan. "r-rafe" you whimpered, coming down from your immense high as you both made no move to let his dick slip out of you. "yeah baby?" he answered, wiping your hair away from your face softly.

"i love you" you spoke. he smiled down at you, god you were just so sweet, especially after he just destroyed you on his cock. "I love you too princess. did so good for me, always do" letting out a content sight as he kissed the crown of your head, you heard his voice again.

"hey baby?" he asked, running his hands up and down your back with a soft touch. you hummed at his question, inviting him to speak.

"never fucking ask to be in charge again, or you won't like what'll happen next."

[buckyblogs]

MY BUCKY & RAFE FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

BUCKY

• ‘come home to me’ - during the rise and ruin of the second world war, a sharp-tongued brooklyn girl falls for james buchanan barnes—only to lose him to the battlefield, a presumed death, and the silence that follows. but almost two years later, when the war is long over and the wounds have scarred over, he comes back through her door, proving that some promises do survive the fire. (14.7k) @danysdaughter

! • ‘promise without ceremony’ - Bucky Barnes gave up on marriage a long time ago. But then, somewhere deep in a storm-soaked safe house, he pulls a bullet from your leg and accidentally proposes in the process. (3.9k) @cheekybarnes

• ‘lessons in lovemaking’ - You and Bucky Barnes go undercover as a married couple, but when a fake kiss gets too real, he unexpectedly finishes in his pants—leaving you both stunned. (smut masterlist) @artficlly

• ‘this is (not) fine’ - personal assistant rules: don’t crush on bucky barnes. definitely don’t misinterpret a flower purchase and spiral into silent heartbreak, and absolutely never ever get stuck alone with him in an elevator. (smut - 9.1k) @artficlly

• ‘take me home’ - the team discovers bucky's relationship with you when bucky searches for you in the hospital after hydra attacks new york (secret marriage - 1.7k) @parkers-gal

• ‘jackass’ - Everyone is horrified that Bucky is flirting with a married woman, but then they realise there's a reason why. (secret marriage - 3k) @aquaticmercy

! • ‘lumberjack!bucky series’ - Roots and Branches is the main story, Hardwood the follow-up, and the rest are one shots that you can read -or not- in the order you desire. (oh my god i love this) @vunblr

• ‘moving in’ - You're moving into your brand new apartment with Bucky. (beefy!bucky smut) @brunchable

• ‘movie night’ - You come home exhausted from another day of work, not expecting Bucky to surprise you with a little heart-warming gesture to show you how much he appreciates you. (fiance) @brunchable

• ‘my neighbour is a p⭐️’ - Things have turned awkward. You and Bucky hasn't spoken with each other for a few days now. But is the much needed space making things better or worse? (part 3/3 - other parts are in their masterlist!) @brunchable

• ‘all the apple cider and no more haunted houses’ - you and bucky barnes have a love-hate relationship—you love him and you believe he hates you—but when your friends insist on going to the scariest haunted house attraction in the area, the experience ends up forcing your real feelings for each other out into light. (smut - 11.1k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the forever third wheels’ - it's the weekend of your town's annual valentine's day carnival and you go with your group of friends, though you can't help but be sad you don't have someone special in your life. your friend, and fellow third wheel, bucky barnes makes it his mission to give you a valentine's day you won't soon forget—and show you how special you are to him. (6.6k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the day after’ - Your new roommate introduces you to her brother, but you met him last night. (implied smut - 2.3k+) @navybrat817

! • ‘like he means it’ - You can’t take another night of hearing Bucky fuck a girl who isn’t you. (oh my god 😭😍 - mentions of sex - 13.6k) @marvelstoriesepic

! • ‘summer surprise’ - You've been looking forward to kicking off the summer with a week on your dads new boat. You decide to have one last night of fun before committing to a week on the sea with your family. But you're thrown into a world of shock when you realize the older man you slept with, only days prior, is not only friends with your dad, but also joining you for the trip. (age-gap! - 21k) @pome-seed

! • ‘we couldn’t stop’ - During a sweep of a forgotten HYDRA lab, you, Steve, and Bucky trigger an old aerosol dispersal system. No one realizes what hit you until it’s too late. Now stuck in quarantine- burning, aching, and caged in with two dominant, unraveling super soldiers- you’re forced to ride out the drug’s effects together. (Bucky & Steve - 7k) @societyfolklore

• ‘fractured light’ - In this emotional slow-burn romance, you, Steve Rogers’ best friend, find yourself homeless and jobless, seeking refuge in the Brooklyn apartment he shares with Bucky Barnes. While Steve welcomes you with open arms, Bucky is wary, his distrust rooted in a painful past tied to a silver ring from the 1940s. (oh my god - sobbing 😭 - 30k+) @onlyforsebastianstan

! • ‘captain, stg, grumpy, and their doll!’ - (poly!relationship, Steve x Reader x Bucky | Stucky x Reader - 1.5k) @mercurial-chuckles

• ‘a favour’ masterlist - The team is close, obviously. They thought they knew everything about each other… until Y/N drunkenly admits to the team that she’s never had sex. And she’s eagerly waiting for that to change. Everyone is happy to step up to the plate, regardless of Bucky’s feelings for Y/N. Can he confess before it’s too late? (4 parts - 7.5k+ total) @buckysbabygorl

! • ‘tied in trust’ - You only asked for something light—just a little teasing, some rope, a blindfold. But Bucky Barnes never did anything halfway. Not when it came to you. (literally my dream scenario with Buck - 7k) @buckyseternaldoll

! • ‘manchild’ - bucky can't help but wonder why they always come running to you,, or your living fossil of a roommate disapproves of your taste in men and its totally not because he wants a taste of you. (smut - funny & adorable - 16.3k) @houseofhyde

! • ‘best guess’ - You and Bucky are keeping it quiet. Courting, technically—his word, not yours, though you’re not exactly arguing. It’s slow and soft and secret, tucked into corners of the Watchtower where no one’s looking. The problem is: everyone starts looking. (30-35k estimate) @rosesaints

• ‘the prince with the metal arm’ - your daughter asked for a bedtime, not unusual. But she asked for yours and buckys story (so cute and funny omg - 2.7k) @byhuenii

! • ‘my angel of life’ - Bucky tries to get your daughter to say 'mama' for the first time. (awwww - 3.3k+) @mcrdvcks

! • ‘electric touch (part 1)’, ‘be my, be my baby (part 2)’ - You technically aren't a member of the New Avengers, but you live at the Watchtower and help the team out during missions. The most interesting part? Bucky seems to have a crush on you, the quiet, brooding, mysterious woman. & Now that the team knows you and Bucky are married, they learn very quickly about your strange marriage. (i fkn love this holy shit - 20k+) @mcrdvcks

• ‘ours to keep’ - 4-part found-baby trope fic series. Full summary in each of the parts. (oh my god this was so beautiful, so excited for the future parts! 24k+) @knowledgeableknitter

! • ‘it’s just labor’ - You begin experiencing early labor while Bucky unravels in a mix of panic and protectiveness. Your quiet strength and composure grounds him, and he returns the favor, grounding you when you need it. Once your child is born, Bucky holds the baby, overwhelmed with love. After the birth, you take a quiet moment for yourself while Bucky stands in absolute awe of you. (3.6k) @knowledgeableknitter

! • ‘when days blend to one (part 1)’, (part 2) - What started as a fake relationship to survive a wedding quickly spirals into something far more complicated. It was supposed to be simple: pretend smiles, playful banter, one weekend of acting like they were in love. But between long drives, one hotel room with only one bed, and stolen glances that linger too long, the lines blur faster than either of them expected. Soft touches, lingering stares, and kisses that don’t feel like pretending at all—suddenly, it’s harder to tell what’s real and what isn’t. (eek! can’t wait for p2 13.5k) @byhuenii

• ‘slow burn’ - bucky’s still finding his footing in the new avengers—getting into a relationship is the last thing he has time for. it’s a good thing that you’re alright with a slow burn. (9.6k) @myladybelle

! • ‘solitary love’ - being a single mom wasn’t exactly one of your top three life goals, but shit happens. now all you want is to do the best you can for your son, which consists of working 24/6 and spending the rest of your free time with him. that leaves little room for anything else these days, especially going on a date with your beloved regular from work. (series - 8.6k+) @juniebjonesin

! • ‘blurred lines’ - When choosing a female agent to send back in time to gain young Sergeant Barnes's trust, everyone's in agreement that it should be Sharon. Until Bucky, the man that you barely get along with, speaks up and lets everyone know that it could only be you. (loved this fic for ages and forgot to add it to this list smh - 43.2k) @ellemj

• ‘against the rules’ - Bucky's trying to fuck you senseless so you'll have to sleep over. Isn't that how a friends with benefits situation is supposed to work? (smut - 18+ only - 2k). @ellemj

! • ‘bucky recs 1’, ‘bucky recs 2’, ‘bucky recs 3’ (lots of great fic recs from some amazing writers!) @rosierecs13

*! • ‘a love letter to stone’ - You were Bucky Barnes’ fiancée, a love left unfinished by war, spending decades at his grave, never moving on. But when Bucky finally comes home—broken, free, too late—you’re already gone. (the angst oh my.. - 7.7k) @cheekybarnes

*! • ‘grade-a pain in my ass’ - Bucky Barnes is a single dad who doesn’t do love. He’s got everything he needs: a steady job, cozy home, and his whole life wrapped up in one little girl, his daughter Rebecca. No complications, and absolutely no room for romance. After a rude and not-so-pleasant first encounter, he finds out you're the elementary school teacher of Rebecca's class. He would make it his mission to avoid you at all costs and to absolutely not fall in love with you. How could he? Especially since you're a grade-A pain in his ass. (masterlist - 64.2k) @superbassbuck

*! • ‘the scientist’ - brooklyn, 1937. bucky barnes is nineteen, cocky, and absolutely doomed the second he lays eyes on you. the girl with the mean stare and the pretty eyes. too bad you want nothing to do with him. (oh my god one of my favourite fics ever 😭 - 8.4k) @danysdaughter

*! • ‘the woman you are’ - Sam sets Bucky up with you, a human ray of sunshine. (this is the sweetest thing ever omg, more please! seriously check out this amazing creator if you haven’t already! - 6.2k) @aquaticmercy

*! • ‘shotgun’ - a marriage born out of premarital sex with a man you thought you loved, has since spun into something barely worth holding onto ten years later. if it wasn't for your son, you and bucky wouldn't be living under the same roof, but somehow, you find your way back to each other. (married!au - oh my gos i loved this 😭 - 7.7k) @kittyminion

RAFE:

! • ‘daily cycle’ - (with countryboy!Rafe x citygirl!Reader - i absolutely adore this writers work) @calypso-rt

! • ‘dilf!rafe and milf!reader’ - dilf!rafe possessiveness - @rafesteddy

! • ‘baking hour’ - When Rafe stumbles downstairs still tangled in sleep and mischief, he finds her exactly where he likes her best — barefoot in his kitchen, wearing too little and humming to herself like she owns the place. She’s trying to bake brownies; he’s trying to get under her skin (and her apron). Between stolen kisses, crude jokes, and a mess of chocolate batter, they bicker and banter their way through a morning that’s half domestic bliss, half delicious chaos. He’s impossible, infuriating, and never keeps his hands where they belong — but she wouldn’t have him any other way. (suggestive, domestic fluff yippee!!) - @palevcr

! • ‘whipped before breakfast’ - (req) just a slow morning between Drew and reader. Maybe reader wakes up first and starts kissing his chest/back or whatever and admires him until he wakes up. plus a lil more fluff :) (0.7k) - @sc3ptre

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Against the Rules

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader One-Shot: SMUT

Summary: Bucky's trying to fuck you senseless so you'll have to sleep over. Isn't that how a friends with benefits situation is supposed to work?

Warnings: profanity, overstimulation, praise, mentions of oral sex (female and male receiving), unprotected sex, dirty talking, somewhat possessive!Bucky, MINORS DNI, 18+!!!

Word Count: 2k

A/N: I've been unreasonably horny bc I haven't had time to spend with the man I'm obsessed with this past week, so I channeled that energy into writing this shit today

Your body can’t take anymore. You’re sure that at any given moment, the last shred of physical strength that you’ve been using just to keep your legs underneath you will unravel and you’ll go crashing to the surface of the bed. You’ve been going at this far too hard, and for too long.

Bucky knows you’re struggling to keep up. He can feel the way your entire body trembles as he fucks his cock into you relentlessly, as he whispers soft praises in your ear to keep you motivated. Every time he bottoms out inside you he fears your knees might give way and you’ll tell him it’s too much, that this is the last time. Truthfully, Bucky doesn’t know why he’s still fucking the shit out of your tight little cunt when he’s already coaxed three orgasms out of you tonight, when he’s already finished inside of two condoms himself. It’s as if he’s stuck in an infinite loop, continuously thrusting into you and tugging your hips back to meet his every single time. He can’t fucking stop.

As the head of Bucky’s cock brushes against your cervix, eliciting a mix of pain and pleasure that only a well-endowed man can draw out of you, you let out a loud moan and tighten your grip on his bedsheets. Your head drops down until your forehead is pressing into the soft fabric of his pillowcase.

“That’s it, you’re taking me so fucking well.” Bucky groans out. Instead of speeding up as you’d expect, Bucky slows down and deepens his thrusts even more. Every slow drag of his cock leaving your pussy makes you subconsciously clench down, your body fighting to keep him buried inside you. “Look at that, baby.” He coos softly, leaning over you until his chest is draped over your back and his lips are grazing the shell of your ear once again. “You’re so tired, so fucked out, but your body just wants more.”

The moan you let out into his pillow is pornographic and embarrassingly needy as you arch your back and shuffle your knees to spread outward a little more. He’s right. Bucky’s always right. You want more.

He’s always taken his duty as your fuck buddy seriously. He always shows up at your door when you call, always lets you in when you find yourself at his door. He lets you vent about your day while he undoes his belt. He gives you advice about upcoming missions while he watches your clothes pile up on the floor beside his bed. He gives you the most godly form of pleasure and relief solely with his body, leaving you satisfied every time. It started out as an occasional activity, only occurring when you had a particularly bad week. After two months, it’s become an addiction. If you aren’t calling him nearly every night of the week, he’s calling you. If you can’t find the time to meet up and get each other off, he finds a way to get you alone during the work week at SHIELD headquarters. Honestly, you’re surprised you haven’t been caught on some kind of surveillance yet. It was just yesterday that he led you into an empty meeting room and laid you on the mahogany table. He spent ten minutes eating you out like your taste was the only thing he’d been able to think about all day.

“Bucky…” His name falls from your lips as you lift your head from the pillow. You watch as his headboard shifts back and forth in front of your face, hitting the wall over and over again with every snap of his hips.

“I know.” He whispers, pressing a kiss against your shoulder as he lessens the intensity of his thrusts. He feels fear coursing through him. Fear that you’ve had enough, that you’ll gather your things and head back to your apartment. It’s why he’s fucking you so damn hard tonight. He secretly hopes that you’ll be too sore to get up and get dressed, too sore to even think about getting out of his bed and leaving him tonight. He wants to fuck you so hard that you have to stay. “I know, baby. I just need one more from you.” He rasps against your skin. He straightens up behind you once more, continuing to fuck you while his hands grip your hips and his eyes take in your arched back and reddened ass. Just one more, he thinks.

“Bucky, you didn’t put another condom on.” His rhythm falters, slowing to a stop while his dick remains sheathed inside you. Fuck. He didn’t put a condom on after the last time he finished. How the hell did he forget? He’s never fucked anyone without one. It’s as if it didn’t even cross his mind when he took the last one off twenty minutes ago.

“Shit.” He groans, screwing his eyes shut and turning his face up to the ceiling. He needs to pull out and put one on if he’s going to finish this. Bucky starts slowly dragging his cock out of you, letting you feel every inch of him against your walls as he goes. “You were just letting me fuck you raw?” A loud moan escapes your lips and you drop your face into his pillow again. He freezes with only the head of his cock still inside you. “Did you…did you want me to fuck you raw?”

“Bucky—“

“You did, didn’t you?”

You don’t answer. Instead, you keep your face tucked into his pillow and your back arched as he holds the head of his cock still just barely inside of you. He gives you another second, another chance to answer. He has little control over his own movements when his right hand tangles in the hair at the back of your head and he tugs you upward until you’re only on your knees, with your back flush against his chest.

         “What would you do if I kept fucking you like this? Without anything between us?” He asks lowly, letting his hips move forward only centimeters at a time. This time you moan his name softly, letting your head fall back on his shoulder. “That’s right, you wouldn’t do a damn thing.”

         “This is a bad idea.” You point out as he lets half of his length sink into you.

         “Then why are you letting me do it?” He questions, pulling his hips back and then thrusting them forward again. He goes a little past halfway this time, making you whimper. “Why are you letting me fuck you raw? Do you want me to cum inside you?”

         Bucky picks up the pace, fucking you a little faster and a little deeper, utilizing the majority of his length as his hand falls away from your hair. You end up with one of his hands between your legs, applying just the right amount of pressure to your clit, and his other hand alternating between fondling each of your breasts. When you moan out his name but don’t offer a response to his last query, he heaves a deep sigh before falling back to sit on his legs, pulling you back with him so you end up sitting down right on his throbbing cock. The scream that leaves your parted lips and rings out in the air draws a smirk to Bucky’s face. He knows he’s big, it’s why you’ve only ever been able to ride him after he’s spent time working you up to it. He probably should’ve given you a warning this time, been a bit more gentle, but it’s your fault really. You should’ve answered.

         “Fine.” Bucky sighs again, loosening his hold on your hips and giving you an opportunity to get off of his dick. You don’t move a muscle, but he can feel your pussy tightening around his shaft, he can feel your wetness dripping onto his balls as you remain still. “Get off of me and I’ll put a condom on.”

         Again, you don’t move. You stay seated on his cock, trying to catch your breath and adjust to his size. You know you should get off like he said, and let him put on some protection before you both make a risky mistake. So, after another second, that’s what you do. You start lifting yourself off of him slowly, letting his length retreat from your entrance inch by inch. When you get to that familiar point where all you feel inside of you is the head of his cock, you have one dangerous little thought. What if you do let him cum inside you?

         Bucky witnesses your hesitation and he’s silently praying that this is the moment your legs finally give out, that you’ll fall right back down on his cock and he won’t have a chance to put a condom on. It’s what he wants to happen, but he can’t seem too eager. Not when you’re just his fuck buddy.

         “Are you gonna get off, sweetheart?” Bucky asks, his voice low and smooth in your ears as he starts running his palms along the sides of your thighs.

         “Yeah.” You whisper in response.

         When you sit back down on Bucky’s lap, taking the entirety of his length in one go, you catch him by surprise. You feel his cock twitch inside of you and his fingers dig into the sides of your waist as he strains to hold his load.

         “Fuck.” He groans, trying his best to compose himself as you start sliding up and down on his shaft. “I thought you were getting off.”

         “I am.”

         The moment turns into a filthy rendition of doggystyle, with Bucky fucking you as you’re face-down ass-up and his headboard scuffing up his bedroom wall. When his neighbor bangs on the wall, signaling that you’re both being too loud, Bucky only fucks you harder. He angles his thrusts just right, hitting that spot inside of you that only he can reach.

         “Shit, I’m gonna cum.” Bucky pants the words out between thrusts, letting his head fall back as he continues to rail you into the mattress. You’re at the point where you can’t even feel the rest of your body, the only thing you can feel is the way Bucky’s cock fits so perfectly inside you. You focus on it, the repetitive thrusts and outward drags of his length against your walls, the filthy melody of wet sounds and skin-slapping that fills the room and penetrates the walls all around, surely driving Bucky’s neighbors mad. “Fuck, baby.”

         You feel every single drop of warmth in your lower stomach as Bucky loses control and cums inside of you. You feel every twitch of his cock as your pussy clenches around him and begs for more. You feel used, in the best way. Your fourth orgasm washes over you like a raging tidal wave, sweeping your knees out from under you and forcing you to collapse onto Bucky’s bed. He stops pulling out so far and starts grinding into you as he praises you through your high, peppering kisses and gentle bites along the side of your neck and your right shoulder.

         “You’re sleeping here tonight.” He whispers against your skin, still softly rutting into you.

         “That’s against our rules.” You remind him. Your voice is raspy from all of the moaning and screaming that’s taken place tonight and he loves it. It reminds him of the time you let him fuck your throat and you had a raspy voice for an entire day afterward. Everyone else thought you were catching a cold. Only Bucky knew that you’d been on your knees, swallowing his cock like such a good girl the night before.

         “Cumming inside you was against the rules too.” He counters, pulling out almost completely before giving you one more hard thrust. “So…you’re going to sleep in my bed, full of my cum…” He gives you another hard thrust, making sure his load is thoroughly fucked into you. “And you’re going to fucking like it.”

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[sc3ptre]

Welcome to EARTH-1104 | Navigation by M.I.R.A

M.I.R.A: This timeline runs very close to ours but the sun shines a bit brighter here. Is it love or fame in the air? ETA to the Hollywood Hills: 30 minutes...Is that your name I see on the Walk of Fame?

Divider by me :)

In the noise, you - ♡

How well do Y/n Y/l/n & Drew Starkey know each other? - ♡

Sundress season - ♠

‘Big news for the unemployed’ | Hot ones versus - ♡

OBX cast reveals uncomfortable truths in the hot seat - ♡

In her light - ♡

I loved you here - ♡

The match point was you - ♡

Y/n Y/l/n and Drew Starkey play Truth or Drink - ♡

No regrets - ♠

Y/n Y/l/n and Drew Starkey take Buzzfeed's Rizz quiz - ♡

Whipped before breakfast - ♡

500 days of forever - ♡

Through the seasons - ♡ NEW!!

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MY BUCKY & RAFE FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

BUCKY

• ‘come home to me’ - during the rise and ruin of the second world war, a sharp-tongued brooklyn girl falls for james buchanan barnes—only to lose him to the battlefield, a presumed death, and the silence that follows. but almost two years later, when the war is long over and the wounds have scarred over, he comes back through her door, proving that some promises do survive the fire. (14.7k) @danysdaughter

! • ‘promise without ceremony’ - Bucky Barnes gave up on marriage a long time ago. But then, somewhere deep in a storm-soaked safe house, he pulls a bullet from your leg and accidentally proposes in the process. (3.9k) @cheekybarnes

• ‘lessons in lovemaking’ - You and Bucky Barnes go undercover as a married couple, but when a fake kiss gets too real, he unexpectedly finishes in his pants—leaving you both stunned. (smut masterlist) @artficlly

• ‘this is (not) fine’ - personal assistant rules: don’t crush on bucky barnes. definitely don’t misinterpret a flower purchase and spiral into silent heartbreak, and absolutely never ever get stuck alone with him in an elevator. (smut - 9.1k) @artficlly

• ‘take me home’ - the team discovers bucky's relationship with you when bucky searches for you in the hospital after hydra attacks new york (secret marriage - 1.7k) @parkers-gal

• ‘jackass’ - Everyone is horrified that Bucky is flirting with a married woman, but then they realise there's a reason why. (secret marriage - 3k) @aquaticmercy

! • ‘lumberjack!bucky series’ - Roots and Branches is the main story, Hardwood the follow-up, and the rest are one shots that you can read -or not- in the order you desire. (oh my god i love this) @vunblr

• ‘moving in’ - You're moving into your brand new apartment with Bucky. (beefy!bucky smut) @brunchable

• ‘movie night’ - You come home exhausted from another day of work, not expecting Bucky to surprise you with a little heart-warming gesture to show you how much he appreciates you. (fiance) @brunchable

• ‘my neighbour is a p⭐️’ - Things have turned awkward. You and Bucky hasn't spoken with each other for a few days now. But is the much needed space making things better or worse? (part 3/3 - other parts are in their masterlist!) @brunchable

• ‘all the apple cider and no more haunted houses’ - you and bucky barnes have a love-hate relationship—you love him and you believe he hates you—but when your friends insist on going to the scariest haunted house attraction in the area, the experience ends up forcing your real feelings for each other out into light. (smut - 11.1k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the forever third wheels’ - it's the weekend of your town's annual valentine's day carnival and you go with your group of friends, though you can't help but be sad you don't have someone special in your life. your friend, and fellow third wheel, bucky barnes makes it his mission to give you a valentine's day you won't soon forget—and show you how special you are to him. (6.6k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the day after’ - Your new roommate introduces you to her brother, but you met him last night. (implied smut - 2.3k+) @navybrat817

! • ‘like he means it’ - You can’t take another night of hearing Bucky fuck a girl who isn’t you. (oh my god 😭😍 - mentions of sex - 13.6k) @marvelstoriesepic

! • ‘summer surprise’ - You've been looking forward to kicking off the summer with a week on your dads new boat. You decide to have one last night of fun before committing to a week on the sea with your family. But you're thrown into a world of shock when you realize the older man you slept with, only days prior, is not only friends with your dad, but also joining you for the trip. (age-gap! - 21k) @pome-seed

! • ‘we couldn’t stop’ - During a sweep of a forgotten HYDRA lab, you, Steve, and Bucky trigger an old aerosol dispersal system. No one realizes what hit you until it’s too late. Now stuck in quarantine- burning, aching, and caged in with two dominant, unraveling super soldiers- you’re forced to ride out the drug’s effects together. (Bucky & Steve - 7k) @societyfolklore

• ‘fractured light’ - In this emotional slow-burn romance, you, Steve Rogers’ best friend, find yourself homeless and jobless, seeking refuge in the Brooklyn apartment he shares with Bucky Barnes. While Steve welcomes you with open arms, Bucky is wary, his distrust rooted in a painful past tied to a silver ring from the 1940s. (oh my god - sobbing 😭 - 30k+) @onlyforsebastianstan

! • ‘captain, stg, grumpy, and their doll!’ - (poly!relationship, Steve x Reader x Bucky | Stucky x Reader - 1.5k) @mercurial-chuckles

• ‘a favour’ masterlist - The team is close, obviously. They thought they knew everything about each other… until Y/N drunkenly admits to the team that she’s never had sex. And she’s eagerly waiting for that to change. Everyone is happy to step up to the plate, regardless of Bucky’s feelings for Y/N. Can he confess before it’s too late? (4 parts - 7.5k+ total) @buckysbabygorl

! • ‘tied in trust’ - You only asked for something light—just a little teasing, some rope, a blindfold. But Bucky Barnes never did anything halfway. Not when it came to you. (literally my dream scenario with Buck - 7k) @buckyseternaldoll

! • ‘manchild’ - bucky can't help but wonder why they always come running to you,, or your living fossil of a roommate disapproves of your taste in men and its totally not because he wants a taste of you. (smut - funny & adorable - 16.3k) @houseofhyde

*! • ‘best guess’ - You and Bucky are keeping it quiet. Courting, technically—his word, not yours, though you’re not exactly arguing. It’s slow and soft and secret, tucked into corners of the Watchtower where no one’s looking. The problem is: everyone starts looking. (30-35k estimate) @rosesaints

* • ‘the prince with the metal arm’ - your daughter asked for a bedtime, not unusual. But she asked for yours and buckys story (so cute and funny omg - 2.7k) @byhuenii

*! • ‘my angel of life’ - Bucky tries to get your daughter to say 'mama' for the first time. (awwww - 3.3k+) @mcrdvcks

*! • ‘electric touch (part 1)’, ‘be my, be my baby (part 2)’ - You technically aren't a member of the New Avengers, but you live at the Watchtower and help the team out during missions. The most interesting part? Bucky seems to have a crush on you, the quiet, brooding, mysterious woman. & Now that the team knows you and Bucky are married, they learn very quickly about your strange marriage. (i fkn love this holy shit - 20k+) @mcrdvcks

RAFE:

! • ‘daily cycle’ - (with countryboy!Rafe x citygirl!Reader - i absolutely adore this writers work) @calypso-rt

! • ‘dilf!rafe and milf!reader’ - dilf!rafe possessiveness - @rafesteddy

*! • ‘baking hour’ - When Rafe stumbles downstairs still tangled in sleep and mischief, he finds her exactly where he likes her best — barefoot in his kitchen, wearing too little and humming to herself like she owns the place. She’s trying to bake brownies; he’s trying to get under her skin (and her apron). Between stolen kisses, crude jokes, and a mess of chocolate batter, they bicker and banter their way through a morning that’s half domestic bliss, half delicious chaos. He’s impossible, infuriating, and never keeps his hands where they belong — but she wouldn’t have him any other way. (suggestive, domestic fluff yippee!!) - @palevcr

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updated!

[buckyblogs]

hello everyone!

long time no see.

so.. where have I been? dropped one fic and dipped 😬

anywaysss… recently for the past month or so, i’ve been feeling really not like myself. i’ve had a few struggles mentally, and have been going further down a spiral day by day.

trying to get better, and hopefully sometime soon I will have the strength to be creative and write again.

love you!

[munsonify]

needy and lingering

pairing. bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary. three times bucky wanted to kiss you, and the one time he actually did

content warnings. fluff, new avengers!bucky & reader, mutual pining, unestablished relationship, a bit of sexual tension, r in a tight backless dress, r with cleavage, stab wound (bucky), food, wine, kissing. not proofread

word count. 3786

a/n. can you tell i love me a 3+1? cause i do. when i have so many thoughts about one particular idea this is the best for me. also this might be a little scattered so sorry!

———

sticky syrup

it’d been a long while since bucky’s been in the dating scene.

at a whopping age 110 years old, he’d only had a few flings under his belt, all back when he was still with steve in the ‘40’s. months long relationships from almost a century ago didn’t quite help him now. times have changed, and so has he. and, as much as that bothered him, he set those feelings aside. he had a lot of other things that he needed to deal with.

bucky found that this came to a halting stop the moment you’d stumbled your way into his life. it was an accident, just as it was for the rest of the new avengers. you were simply at the wrong place at the most unfortunate time. so, while everyone had scolded themselves for winding up in this mess valentina had brought onto them, he had found himself in another predicament.

you were kind, a genuine sort of person he didn’t come across often. you had your baggage, all sorts of stuff you beared on your shoulders, and still you found it in yourself to be positive. not in a cheerful, tooth-rotting kind of positivity. it was a sincere positivity, a sweetness that truly came from your soul. don’t get it twisted: you knew how to be short and snappy, to get your point across when you needed to. that’s what bucky grew quick to admire about you.

and, at first, he thought it was a friendly sort of admiration. he’d admired steve for his stubbornness and loyalty, sam for his courage and determination. so, bucky assumed he’d simply admired you like that. as a friend. he’d tried to date since he’d gotten his life back, and all had fell short. it was the last thing he had on his mind. clearly, he couldn’t hold himself to that forever.

early one morning, with the scent of pancakes and bacon guiding him, bucky walked into the large kitchen of the rebuilt tower. he felt his stomach beginning to grumble at the delicious smell. he found the rest of the team already there, stacking their plates full with freshly made food. he greeted walker a good morning, moving past him to fix himself his own plate. pancakes weren’t his thing, though he would never pass up food that looked this good.

bucky was grateful to find an empty seat next to you. you looked so pretty sitting there, legs crossed, baggy pajamas drooping over your body. he sat down carefully beside you, watching the way your eyes drifted up to meet his. that’s when bucky’s eyes lingered down to your lips. your tongue swiped against your plush lower lip, gathering up a dribble of syrup quickly, offering him a kind, closed lipped smile after. he lingered on the sight for what felt like way too long, despite only being a handful of seconds. you didn’t even notice.

“g’morning,” you greeted, eyes bright as you spoke to him. bucky’s eyes finally found their way to yours, lips upturning into a small smile. you reached over wordlessly to the syrup bottle, gently handing it to the man. when bucky lifted an arm to retrieve it from your grasp, his warm fingers brushed against yours for a split second, touch that had his body buzzing slightly.

“morning,” he responded, carefully putting a little syrup on his pancakes. in a quick and briefly successful attempt to distract himself, bucky filled the quiet air between the two of you. “these look really good, who made them?”

“i did!” you told him, shoulders straightening up slightly at the compliment, giving him another soft smile. while the compliment was unintentional, it seemed to land well with you. he doubled down on them looking good, even giving an appreciative nod your way when he finally tried a piece. you seemed very content with this.

that brief sense of relief bucky felt washed away, his eyes traveling back to your lips again. he tried shaking the feeling, ridding his mind of the thought of his lips against yours, of how nice he thought you looked, even if you were sleepy. he shook his head slightly, palm reaching to press against one of his eyes in annoyance with himself.

this was the first time bucky’s mind had drifted like that with you. it was odd. he wondered if it was just a one time thing, his brain catching up with him from the lack of romantic connection he’d been getting. it’s what he forced himself to believe this morning. he didn’t want to dwell on it for too long.

———

formal gatherings

despite being a former congressman, going through all of the rather shitty pr practice and public appearances, bucky struggled keeping up with those sort of events. he knew he had to keep his public appearance up, especially with his not-so-good past. that didn’t make this any less painful for him to endure.

valentina insisted on hosting a formal event highlighting the success the new avengers had found in the past couple of months. it wasn’t much, and a lot of it was fabricated, though that didn’t stop her from trying. it frustrated bucky beyond belief to continue on with this. one of the only reasons he continued on was you. and man, did you make it easy to follow along with.

with a new, tailored suit on, bucky found his way to the meeting room a few floors down. suits and uniforms were something he was used to by now. even before his time with hydra, he liked looking nice, making himself look put together. if it were under any other circumstances than right now, he wouldn’t be so tense. it was unfortunate, really.

one unfortunate thing flipped to another the moment bucky layed eyes on you.

even with your back to him, he knew it was you. your hair was done up nice just enough to show off the large dip in your dress, your shoulder blades and your lower back on full display. it was a deep black dress, tight and hugging all the right parts of your body. he had to pry his eyes away from your body the moment you noticed his footsteps behind you.

shifting your body slightly, you turned your head to peer over your shoulder, eyesight catching bucky walking in. you were quick to greet him and give him a wave. the front of your dress was much like the back: a plunging neckline, a small slit running up one of your thighs. it was formal, though a bit revealing. his jaw tensed up slightly at the sight of you, forcing a small smile to his face as he waves back.

this wasn’t the first time bucky’s seen you in something a little revealing, and it certainly wasn’t the first time he’d seen you in a dress. valentina had the group wrapped in public appearances often, which usually meant wearing nice clothing. it was different this time, though. his eyes wandered down to your lips again briefly, glossy and perfect in a smile, an action he thought was just a one time thing. he subconsciously licked his own lips at the sight, deep in thought as he attempts to compose himself. you caught on to his staring this time, only a second before he pried his eyes away from your mouth.

“you look nice,” you complimented genuinely, suddenly becoming aware of how you look yourself. you pressed your lips together in attempts to feel around, wondering if you’d gotten something stuck there you weren’t meant to have. all you felt was the shimmering smooth gloss.

“so do you,” bucky nodded, hands finding their way behind his back, clasping together in a tense hold. he made it a point to look you in your eyes, kicking himself for staring so disrespectfully, even if you’d only noticed his stare at your lips. “you look beautiful.”

you forced yourself to keep your shoulders straight at his words, trying your best not to fold in on yourself. part of you thought that, maybe, bucky was flirting with you. part of you also believed he was only being nice, returning the sentiment you’d given him. regardless, it had you giddy, and maybe even a little hopeful. you whispered a small thank you, forcing yourself not to smile too wide at his words. you didn’t want him knowing you were holding onto it for dear life.

he did notice, just a little. he saw the way your nose scrunched up under his stare, a nervous tick you had. he noticed how your eyes flickered away from him, scanning the room in hopes to calm yourself down. that’s when bucky’s eyes trailed down to your lips for one last look. the urge to kiss you was back and stronger than before. turns out, this might not be something he could shove down and ignore.

———

wounds

it wasn’t uncommon for injuries to occur during missions. that, however, didn’t stop you from worrying.

you noticed the stab wound on bucky’s side quickly when you finally arrived back to the tower. he had a large, firm hand on his side, walking his way into the elevator. you were swift with the way you followed him inside, slipping in after him, a slight limp on your walk. he noticed quickly how you were staring at him - eyebrows stitched together, a small frown on your face, eyes slipping down to his wound-, and there was no denying he was injured.

“does it hurt?” you asked him, pressing the button to the living quarters. he shook his head at your words, leaning back against the wall casually, hand still pressed against his side.

“barely feel it,” he reassured, though he knew you weren’t gonna let up. “it’s just bleeding a bit. i don’t even think it’s deep enough to need stitches.”

you still frowned, hearing the ding of the elevator, watching the doors slide open. he was the first to exit the elevator, and you were quick to follow, stumbling your way down towards your rooms. you had no intentions, however, of retreating to your own.

“can i take a look at it? just in case,” you questioned, following him around like a lost puppy. the worry you had for him ran deep, and it was for good reason.

the two of you got along well. you made good conversation, amusing him when things got a little extra tense around the building and the team. you indulged in his enthusiasm surrounding books he was reading, ones he was still catching himself up on from the years he’d lost. in turn, bucky let you rave about the music you were into. he even took a listen to some of your favorite artists, all current tunes to him, even if it was from three decade ago. it was nice having you around to accompany him.

you cared for each other, yearned for each other, though nobody said a word about it. it seemed that the two of you were a little too stubborn, too caught up in your heads to admit anything. bucky was still grappling with the idea of dating again, the thought of him actually falling for someone making him nervous. especially now that he’s realized that someone’s you. you, however, were simply a little intimidated by him. you weren’t quite sure if he felt the same way, and you felt you were possibly in a little too deep feeling this way about him.

“if i say yes, will it help you stop worrying so much?” bucky asked, finally finding his way to his room. he looked at you expectantly, free hand not touching the doorknob just yet.

“absolutely,” you nodded. you had much experience with cleaning and patching up wounds. you had the skills to properly make sure he was truly okay. that’s when he gave in, nodding along with you as he opens up the door to his bedroom.

his bedroom was tidy, however a little disorganized. his bed was made, though his dirty clothes basket were overflowing. he had knickknacks sat a little scattered across his dresser and nightstand, books and cds he’s acquired through the years. there was even a picture of him and sam on his nightstand, which you found adorable. you followed bucky into his bathroom without a second thought on the matter.

you froze the moment you watched him begin to tug off the top of his tactical gear, tight and sweaty and bloodied. it took him a second to peel everything off, the only thing he kept on was a black muscle tee. he began rummaging through his medical supply, laying it all out onto the sink for you. that’s when you began swatting him away.

“i’ve got it, i’ve got it,” you told him, feeling his pointed glare at you. you ignored it as you grabbed ahold of a wash cloth. while you let the water run warm, you began speaking again in regards to his wound. “lemme see.”

bucky tugged up his shirt, peeling it away from the open wound, the ridges of his abs defined behind sweat and blood. you had to tear your sight away from it to look at the damage, reaching over blindly to dampen the soft cloth. once wet, you rung it out, watching the way bucky leaned up against the sink. you moved in front of him then, gentle with your next moves.

you began wiping him clean of the blood that’d seeped out of him, though the wound seemed to stop for the most part. your eyes searched up to his, your free hand hovering over his stomach. bucky gave you a nod, granting you permission to touch him further. your hand rested against his skin as you worked to clean him carefully, steadying yourself against him. you could feel the way he tensed up under your touch, the sting of the cloth and your warm fingers causing a weird mix of sensations.

and, even though you told him you only wanted to take a look, you went ahead and bandaged him up anyways. bucky tried to lightly argue it, to push back and insist he could do it himself, cause he could. that didn’t mean you couldn’t finish up the job for him anyways.

“it’s okay to let someone help you, ya know,” is all you told him, gauze pressing against his wound as you began taping it down.

he didn’t say a word after that, he couldn’t. all of his thoughts stopped for a moment, the air falling quiet and unmoving. his eyes fell to your face rather than your hands as you worked, admiring how focused you looked, how careful you were being. he was far from used to this tenderness, and even more from being cared for and taken care of. despite feeling a little uncomfortable in himself - though not at you, not at all uncomfortable by your actions -, not knowing how to receive this properly, he let you. bucky gave himself up to you, letting himself fall into your soft hands just for the time being.

when you finished, taking ahold of his shirt and smoothing it back down his body, your eyes drifted up to his. bucky’s stare was intense, unwavering, conflicted. you were so close to him, hand still on his stomach, thick air hanging between the two of you. there was that urge again. lingering, persistent, agonizing. you felt it too.

shifting a little on your feet, you leaned in closer to him, face inching towards bucky’s as you studied his reaction. your eyes flickered down to his lips, and right as you thought that this was it, that your lips were going to lock, he shook his head slowly. your eyes were quick to widen, hand flying away from his body suddenly. you were utterly mortified, a rush of humiliation washing over your body. you’d misread the situation, seemingly pushing yourself in somewhere that was unwanted.

“i’m sorry,” you croaked out quietly, taking a few slow steps back. you didn’t want him to feel bad for saying no, it’s okay that he didn’t want this. that didn’t stop your heart from sinking to a large, empty pit in your stomach. though you hadn’t kissed, you felt bad for even trying. for cornering him like that. “i shouldn’t have. i guess i just misread it.”

bucky shook his head again, pushing himself off the sink, ignoring the slight jolt of pain down his side as he inched closer to you again. his hand searched for yours, large and warm and patient. you were preparing yourself for a let down, one you were sure he’d be gentle about. he didn’t look mad at you or upset, oddly enough. even if it was silly to think he would, you were still worried.

“you didn’t do anything wrong. you didn’t misread it,” bucky told you softly. that caught you by surprise, your lips parting slightly, hand tightening around his a little. before you could ask what he meant, he continued. “i don’t want to kiss you, not yet. not like this. not until we’ve had our first date.”

you were quick to nod at his words, body beginning to loosen up. his hand was there to comfort you, to reassure you that you hadn’t crossed the line. his boundary was respectable, a sentiment you’d never been given before. its something you never thought twice about. this was sweet.

———

home-cooked meals

it was a simple first date. the rest of the team were out on a mission, or attending to more meetings valentina had insisted on. you’d somehow managed to weasel your way out of it all, leaving the living quarters of the tower to you and bucky. just the two of you, uninterrupted. he’d insisted on a night in, the rainy weather outside solidifying his choice.

you two stumbled around each other, making a nice dinner side by side. it was full of giggles, small mess-ups, sarcastic jokes tossed to one another. you worried that things would be different, that your dynamic would shift now that you were pursuing this romantically. and it did, of course it did. just not in the bad way. now, you two didn’t have to hide the obvious lovesick stares, ogling each other out in the open without judgment or fear of rejection. the compliments and the words of affirmation flowed a little more freely than before, more casual and more meaningful, dropped here and there between banter.

“you’re lucky you’re so pretty,” bucky told you with a smile, his hands fumbling with a rag to clean up the water you’d accidentally spilled.

“well if i knew i was getting that kind of treatment i wouldn’t have apologized,” you giggled, nudging his arm gently. that was new, too, the touching. it blossomed two nights before this when you helped clean up his wound.

and, despite how large the dining table is, the two of you sat beside each other, just as usual. you spoke between bites of delicious, successfully made dinner. he drank wine with you, too, even though it had very little effect on him. it was nice having this time with him, finally having your feelings out on the open, not worrying about hiding it. it was nerve-racking, sure, but it was nice.

bucky still worried about getting things right with you. it felt right being with you, enjoying your company, admiring you. you eased a part of him he didn’t know could be helped. he was scared to lose that, to mess it up and watch you walk away. that’s something he kept in, though, secluded in his mind for now. sure, somewhere down the line he may voice that. but now, while he’s trying to fully win you over, to make sure he’s yours, he was going to do things right. to wiggle his way in in whatever way he knew how, to make it official.

after you’d finished eating, your conversation dying down, you put your attention to the dishes. you’d gathered the plates first and foremost, walking them over to the pile of dishes you’d used to make the meal. the clinking of your wine glasses echoed quietly behind you as bucky followed your lead. he sat them beside the sink before he turned his attention to you. with hesitation, he pressed his metal hand to your lower back to grab your attention.

“don’t worry about the dishes, i’ve got it,” bucky told you firmly, watching as your eyes drag up to his. your shook your head at him, heat creeping up your neck at his touch, turning to face him. he kept his hand on your back, gentle and steady.

“i helped with the mess,” you insisted, eyes furrowing together. you were close to him again, achingly close. you pushed those thoughts aside long enough to finish this conversation. “so i’ll help clean it.”

bucky’s other hand found its way up to your head, fingers brushing your hair out of your face. in the process, you’d found yourself shifting closer to him, your hand finding its way to the hem of his shirt. you fiddled with the fabric, staring up at him as you looked you in your eyes. “how about you sit here and look pretty for me instead? talk my ear off, give me some company.”

you thought for a few moments, a small pout playing on your lips, frowning slightly. your eyelashes fluttered up at him, your hand smoothing up to his chest and resting there. you could feel his heartbeat, a little quick and unsteady, something that had you fighting back a smile. instead, you continued to play up your pouting.

“under one condition,” you told him, his hand now cradling your cheek gently. leaning into his touch, you gave him your ultimatum. “you give me that kiss i’ve been waiting for.”

bucky’s lips quirked up into a smile, his eyes rolling slightly at your words. he pushed past every ounce of hesitation, insecurity, and second thought as he leans forward. your eyes close at the same time, just moments before your lips finally meet in the most perfect kiss. his soft, pink lips slotted between yours, pressing gently against yours. his careful hold on you kept you there close to his body, unmoving for the time being. the kiss was exactly how he’d pictured it many times before. soft, caring, full of adoration. it was like he was meant to be right here, right now with you, lips pressed together in a genuine kiss.

this was something bucky didn’t have in his life for so long, and he was so grateful he had it now with you.

[djotime]

Bucky Barnes Thunderbolts* (2025) dir. Jake Schreier

[buckyblogs]

my man my man my man!

[buckyblogs]

MY BUCKY & RAFE FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

BUCKY

• ‘come home to me’ - during the rise and ruin of the second world war, a sharp-tongued brooklyn girl falls for james buchanan barnes—only to lose him to the battlefield, a presumed death, and the silence that follows. but almost two years later, when the war is long over and the wounds have scarred over, he comes back through her door, proving that some promises do survive the fire. (14.7k) @danysdaughter

! • ‘promise without ceremony’ - Bucky Barnes gave up on marriage a long time ago. But then, somewhere deep in a storm-soaked safe house, he pulls a bullet from your leg and accidentally proposes in the process. (3.9k) @cheekybarnes

• ‘lessons in lovemaking’ - You and Bucky Barnes go undercover as a married couple, but when a fake kiss gets too real, he unexpectedly finishes in his pants—leaving you both stunned. (smut masterlist) @artficlly

• ‘this is (not) fine’ - personal assistant rules: don’t crush on bucky barnes. definitely don’t misinterpret a flower purchase and spiral into silent heartbreak, and absolutely never ever get stuck alone with him in an elevator. (smut - 9.1k) @artficlly

• ‘take me home’ - the team discovers bucky's relationship with you when bucky searches for you in the hospital after hydra attacks new york (secret marriage - 1.7k) @parkers-gal

• ‘jackass’ - Everyone is horrified that Bucky is flirting with a married woman, but then they realise there's a reason why. (secret marriage - 3k) @aquaticmercy

! • ‘lumberjack!bucky series’ - Roots and Branches is the main story, Hardwood the follow-up, and the rest are one shots that you can read -or not- in the order you desire. (oh my god i love this) @vunblr

• ‘moving in’ - You're moving into your brand new apartment with Bucky. (beefy!bucky smut) @brunchable

• ‘movie night’ - You come home exhausted from another day of work, not expecting Bucky to surprise you with a little heart-warming gesture to show you how much he appreciates you. (fiance) @brunchable

• ‘my neighbour is a p⭐️’ - Things have turned awkward. You and Bucky hasn't spoken with each other for a few days now. But is the much needed space making things better or worse? (part 3/3 - other parts are in their masterlist!) @brunchable

• ‘all the apple cider and no more haunted houses’ - you and bucky barnes have a love-hate relationship—you love him and you believe he hates you—but when your friends insist on going to the scariest haunted house attraction in the area, the experience ends up forcing your real feelings for each other out into light. (smut - 11.1k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the forever third wheels’ - it's the weekend of your town's annual valentine's day carnival and you go with your group of friends, though you can't help but be sad you don't have someone special in your life. your friend, and fellow third wheel, bucky barnes makes it his mission to give you a valentine's day you won't soon forget—and show you how special you are to him. (6.6k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the day after’ - Your new roommate introduces you to her brother, but you met him last night. (implied smut - 2.3k+) @navybrat817

! • ‘like he means it’ - You can’t take another night of hearing Bucky fuck a girl who isn’t you. (oh my god 😭😍 - mentions of sex - 13.6k) @marvelstoriesepic

! • ‘summer surprise’ - You've been looking forward to kicking off the summer with a week on your dads new boat. You decide to have one last night of fun before committing to a week on the sea with your family. But you're thrown into a world of shock when you realize the older man you slept with, only days prior, is not only friends with your dad, but also joining you for the trip. (age-gap! - 21k) @pome-seed

! • ‘we couldn’t stop’ - During a sweep of a forgotten HYDRA lab, you, Steve, and Bucky trigger an old aerosol dispersal system. No one realizes what hit you until it’s too late. Now stuck in quarantine- burning, aching, and caged in with two dominant, unraveling super soldiers- you’re forced to ride out the drug’s effects together. (Bucky & Steve - 7k) @societyfolklore

• ‘fractured light’ - In this emotional slow-burn romance, you, Steve Rogers’ best friend, find yourself homeless and jobless, seeking refuge in the Brooklyn apartment he shares with Bucky Barnes. While Steve welcomes you with open arms, Bucky is wary, his distrust rooted in a painful past tied to a silver ring from the 1940s. (oh my god - sobbing 😭 - 30k+) @onlyforsebastianstan

! • ‘captain, stg, grumpy, and their doll!’ - (poly!relationship, Steve x Reader x Bucky | Stucky x Reader - 1.5k) @mercurial-chuckles

• ‘a favour’ masterlist - The team is close, obviously. They thought they knew everything about each other… until Y/N drunkenly admits to the team that she’s never had sex. And she’s eagerly waiting for that to change. Everyone is happy to step up to the plate, regardless of Bucky’s feelings for Y/N. Can he confess before it’s too late? (4 parts - 7.5k+ total) @buckysbabygorl

! • ‘tied in trust’ - You only asked for something light—just a little teasing, some rope, a blindfold. But Bucky Barnes never did anything halfway. Not when it came to you. (literally my dream scenario with Buck - 7k) @buckyseternaldoll

! • ‘manchild’ - bucky can't help but wonder why they always come running to you,, or your living fossil of a roommate disapproves of your taste in men and its totally not because he wants a taste of you. (smut - funny & adorable - 16.3k) @houseofhyde

*! • ‘best guess’ - You and Bucky are keeping it quiet. Courting, technically—his word, not yours, though you’re not exactly arguing. It’s slow and soft and secret, tucked into corners of the Watchtower where no one’s looking. The problem is: everyone starts looking. (30-35k estimate) @rosesaints

RAFE:

! • ‘daily cycle’ - (with countryboy!Rafe x citygirl!Reader - i absolutely adore this writers work) @calypso-rt

! • ‘dilf!rafe and milf!reader’ - dilf!rafe possessiveness - @rafesteddy

*! • ‘baking hour’ - When Rafe stumbles downstairs still tangled in sleep and mischief, he finds her exactly where he likes her best — barefoot in his kitchen, wearing too little and humming to herself like she owns the place. She’s trying to bake brownies; he’s trying to get under her skin (and her apron). Between stolen kisses, crude jokes, and a mess of chocolate batter, they bicker and banter their way through a morning that’s half domestic bliss, half delicious chaos. He’s impossible, infuriating, and never keeps his hands where they belong — but she wouldn’t have him any other way. (suggestive, domestic fluff yippee!!) - @palevcr

WILL KEEP UPDATING!

* means new, ! means personal favourites

MAKE SURE TO FOLLOW AND CHECK OUT ALL THESE AMAZING AUTHOR’S CONTINUED WORKS!

[buckyblogs]

guys.. its true…

i’m a sucker for a secretmarriage!au..

[buckyblogs]

MY BUCKY & RAFE FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

BUCKY

• ‘come home to me’ - during the rise and ruin of the second world war, a sharp-tongued brooklyn girl falls for james buchanan barnes—only to lose him to the battlefield, a presumed death, and the silence that follows. but almost two years later, when the war is long over and the wounds have scarred over, he comes back through her door, proving that some promises do survive the fire. (14.7k) @danysdaughter

! • ‘promise without ceremony’ - Bucky Barnes gave up on marriage a long time ago. But then, somewhere deep in a storm-soaked safe house, he pulls a bullet from your leg and accidentally proposes in the process. (3.9k) @cheekybarnes

• ‘lessons in lovemaking’ - You and Bucky Barnes go undercover as a married couple, but when a fake kiss gets too real, he unexpectedly finishes in his pants—leaving you both stunned. (smut masterlist) @artficlly

• ‘this is (not) fine’ - personal assistant rules: don’t crush on bucky barnes. definitely don’t misinterpret a flower purchase and spiral into silent heartbreak, and absolutely never ever get stuck alone with him in an elevator. (smut - 9.1k) @artficlly

• ‘take me home’ - the team discovers bucky's relationship with you when bucky searches for you in the hospital after hydra attacks new york (secret marriage - 1.7k) @parkers-gal

• ‘jackass’ - Everyone is horrified that Bucky is flirting with a married woman, but then they realise there's a reason why. (secret marriage - 3k) @aquaticmercy

! • ‘lumberjack!bucky series’ - Roots and Branches is the main story, Hardwood the follow-up, and the rest are one shots that you can read -or not- in the order you desire. (oh my god i love this) @vunblr

• ‘moving in’ - You're moving into your brand new apartment with Bucky. (beefy!bucky smut) @brunchable

• ‘movie night’ - You come home exhausted from another day of work, not expecting Bucky to surprise you with a little heart-warming gesture to show you how much he appreciates you. (fiance) @brunchable

• ‘my neighbour is a p⭐️’ - Things have turned awkward. You and Bucky hasn't spoken with each other for a few days now. But is the much needed space making things better or worse? (part 3/3 - other parts are in their masterlist!) @brunchable

• ‘all the apple cider and no more haunted houses’ - you and bucky barnes have a love-hate relationship—you love him and you believe he hates you—but when your friends insist on going to the scariest haunted house attraction in the area, the experience ends up forcing your real feelings for each other out into light. (smut - 11.1k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the forever third wheels’ - it's the weekend of your town's annual valentine's day carnival and you go with your group of friends, though you can't help but be sad you don't have someone special in your life. your friend, and fellow third wheel, bucky barnes makes it his mission to give you a valentine's day you won't soon forget—and show you how special you are to him. (6.6k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the day after’ - Your new roommate introduces you to her brother, but you met him last night. (implied smut - 2.3k+) @navybrat817

! • ‘like he means it’ - You can’t take another night of hearing Bucky fuck a girl who isn’t you. (oh my god 😭😍 - mentions of sex - 13.6k) @marvelstoriesepic

! • ‘summer surprise’ - You've been looking forward to kicking off the summer with a week on your dads new boat. You decide to have one last night of fun before committing to a week on the sea with your family. But you're thrown into a world of shock when you realize the older man you slept with, only days prior, is not only friends with your dad, but also joining you for the trip. (age-gap! - 21k) @pome-seed

! • ‘we couldn’t stop’ - During a sweep of a forgotten HYDRA lab, you, Steve, and Bucky trigger an old aerosol dispersal system. No one realizes what hit you until it’s too late. Now stuck in quarantine- burning, aching, and caged in with two dominant, unraveling super soldiers- you’re forced to ride out the drug’s effects together. (Bucky & Steve - 7k) @societyfolklore

• ‘fractured light’ - In this emotional slow-burn romance, you, Steve Rogers’ best friend, find yourself homeless and jobless, seeking refuge in the Brooklyn apartment he shares with Bucky Barnes. While Steve welcomes you with open arms, Bucky is wary, his distrust rooted in a painful past tied to a silver ring from the 1940s. (oh my god - sobbing 😭 - 30k+) @onlyforsebastianstan

! • ‘captain, stg, grumpy, and their doll!’ - (poly!relationship, Steve x Reader x Bucky | Stucky x Reader - 1.5k) @mercurial-chuckles

• ‘a favour’ masterlist - The team is close, obviously. They thought they knew everything about each other… until Y/N drunkenly admits to the team that she’s never had sex. And she’s eagerly waiting for that to change. Everyone is happy to step up to the plate, regardless of Bucky’s feelings for Y/N. Can he confess before it’s too late? (4 parts - 7.5k+ total) @buckysbabygorl

! • ‘tied in trust’ - You only asked for something light—just a little teasing, some rope, a blindfold. But Bucky Barnes never did anything halfway. Not when it came to you. (literally my dream scenario with Buck - 7k) @buckyseternaldoll

! • ‘manchild’ - bucky can't help but wonder why they always come running to you,, or your living fossil of a roommate disapproves of your taste in men and its totally not because he wants a taste of you. (smut - funny & adorable - 16.3k) @houseofhyde

RAFE:

! • ‘daily cycle’ - (with countryboy!Rafe x citygirl!Reader - i absolutely adore this writers work) @calypso-rt

! • ‘dilf!rafe and milf!reader’ - dilf!rafe possessiveness - @rafesteddy

*! • ‘baking hour’ - When Rafe stumbles downstairs still tangled in sleep and mischief, he finds her exactly where he likes her best — barefoot in his kitchen, wearing too little and humming to herself like she owns the place. She’s trying to bake brownies; he’s trying to get under her skin (and her apron). Between stolen kisses, crude jokes, and a mess of chocolate batter, they bicker and banter their way through a morning that’s half domestic bliss, half delicious chaos. He’s impossible, infuriating, and never keeps his hands where they belong — but she wouldn’t have him any other way. (suggestive, domestic fluff yippee!!) - @palevcr

WILL KEEP UPDATING!

* means new, ! means personal favourites

MAKE SURE TO FOLLOW AND CHECK OUT ALL THESE AMAZING AUTHOR’S CONTINUED WORKS!

[buckyblogs]

MY BUCKY & RAFE FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

BUCKY

• ‘come home to me’ - during the rise and ruin of the second world war, a sharp-tongued brooklyn girl falls for james buchanan barnes—only to lose him to the battlefield, a presumed death, and the silence that follows. but almost two years later, when the war is long over and the wounds have scarred over, he comes back through her door, proving that some promises do survive the fire. (14.7k) @danysdaughter

! • ‘promise without ceremony’ - Bucky Barnes gave up on marriage a long time ago. But then, somewhere deep in a storm-soaked safe house, he pulls a bullet from your leg and accidentally proposes in the process. (3.9k) @cheekybarnes

• ‘lessons in lovemaking’ - You and Bucky Barnes go undercover as a married couple, but when a fake kiss gets too real, he unexpectedly finishes in his pants—leaving you both stunned. (smut masterlist) @artficlly

• ‘this is (not) fine’ - personal assistant rules: don’t crush on bucky barnes. definitely don’t misinterpret a flower purchase and spiral into silent heartbreak, and absolutely never ever get stuck alone with him in an elevator. (smut - 9.1k) @artficlly

• ‘take me home’ - the team discovers bucky's relationship with you when bucky searches for you in the hospital after hydra attacks new york (secret marriage - 1.7k) @parkers-gal

• ‘jackass’ - Everyone is horrified that Bucky is flirting with a married woman, but then they realise there's a reason why. (secret marriage - 3k) @aquaticmercy

! • ‘lumberjack!bucky series’ - Roots and Branches is the main story, Hardwood the follow-up, and the rest are one shots that you can read -or not- in the order you desire. (oh my god i love this) @vunblr

• ‘moving in’ - You're moving into your brand new apartment with Bucky. (beefy!bucky smut) @brunchable

• ‘movie night’ - You come home exhausted from another day of work, not expecting Bucky to surprise you with a little heart-warming gesture to show you how much he appreciates you. (fiance) @brunchable

• ‘my neighbour is a p⭐️’ - Things have turned awkward. You and Bucky hasn't spoken with each other for a few days now. But is the much needed space making things better or worse? (part 3/3 - other parts are in their masterlist!) @brunchable

• ‘all the apple cider and no more haunted houses’ - you and bucky barnes have a love-hate relationship—you love him and you believe he hates you—but when your friends insist on going to the scariest haunted house attraction in the area, the experience ends up forcing your real feelings for each other out into light. (smut - 11.1k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the forever third wheels’ - it's the weekend of your town's annual valentine's day carnival and you go with your group of friends, though you can't help but be sad you don't have someone special in your life. your friend, and fellow third wheel, bucky barnes makes it his mission to give you a valentine's day you won't soon forget—and show you how special you are to him. (6.6k) @witchywithwhiskey

• ‘the day after’ - Your new roommate introduces you to her brother, but you met him last night. (implied smut - 2.3k+) @navybrat817

! • ‘like he means it’ - You can’t take another night of hearing Bucky fuck a girl who isn’t you. (oh my god 😭😍 - mentions of sex - 13.6k) @marvelstoriesepic

! • ‘summer surprise’ - You've been looking forward to kicking off the summer with a week on your dads new boat. You decide to have one last night of fun before committing to a week on the sea with your family. But you're thrown into a world of shock when you realize the older man you slept with, only days prior, is not only friends with your dad, but also joining you for the trip. (age-gap! - 21k) @pome-seed

! • ‘we couldn’t stop’ - During a sweep of a forgotten HYDRA lab, you, Steve, and Bucky trigger an old aerosol dispersal system. No one realizes what hit you until it’s too late. Now stuck in quarantine- burning, aching, and caged in with two dominant, unraveling super soldiers- you’re forced to ride out the drug’s effects together. (Bucky & Steve - 7k) @societyfolklore

• ‘fractured light’ - In this emotional slow-burn romance, you, Steve Rogers’ best friend, find yourself homeless and jobless, seeking refuge in the Brooklyn apartment he shares with Bucky Barnes. While Steve welcomes you with open arms, Bucky is wary, his distrust rooted in a painful past tied to a silver ring from the 1940s. (oh my god - sobbing 😭 - 30k+) @onlyforsebastianstan

! • ‘captain, stg, grumpy, and their doll!’ - (poly!relationship, Steve x Reader x Bucky | Stucky x Reader - 1.5k) @mercurial-chuckles

• ‘a favour’ masterlist - The team is close, obviously. They thought they knew everything about each other… until Y/N drunkenly admits to the team that she’s never had sex. And she’s eagerly waiting for that to change. Everyone is happy to step up to the plate, regardless of Bucky’s feelings for Y/N. Can he confess before it’s too late? (4 parts - 7.5k+ total) @buckysbabygorl

! • ‘tied in trust’ - You only asked for something light—just a little teasing, some rope, a blindfold. But Bucky Barnes never did anything halfway. Not when it came to you. (literally my dream scenario with Buck - 7k) @buckyseternaldoll

*! • ‘manchild’ - bucky can't help but wonder why they always come running to you,, or your living fossil of a roommate disapproves of your taste in men and its totally not because he wants a taste of you. (smut - funny & adorable - 16.3k) @houseofhyde

RAFE:

*! • ‘daily cycle’ - (with countryboy!Rafe x citygirl!Reader - i absolutely adore this writers work) @calypso-rt

*! • ‘dilf!rafe and milf!reader’ - dilf!rafe possessiveness - @rafesteddy

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[rafesteddy]

Omg thank you so much!! I appreciate the recc ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

[buckyblogs]

ofc! loved this fic for months but only just added it because i couldn’t find it because of the username change! love it so much and your talent! 💙💙

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[buckyblogs]

hi, wondering if you could help me find a fic? tumblr refreshed and i lost it :/

it was bucky x reader

his last living relative is an eight year old girl that shows up to his place. reader was the girls mothers best friend and took her in when her mother died

is it this one? if not i apologise since i havent read this fic in a while but it is the closest to what you have asked :)

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💬 22  🔁 74  ❤️ 287 · The Shape of a Life | Bucky Barnes x Reader · Summary: You didn’t plan to become a guardian overnight—and you never pla

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