Hello lovely! Thank you for allowing me to send these in❤️ could I request one where Bucky is readers biological father and he witnesses first hand what their step dad is like towards them? Like maybe they are yelling at reader when he arrives and he gets all protective? 😩
Protecting Love
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader, dad!Bucky x daughter!reader
Word Count: 1,041
Summary: You and Bucky are going to pick up his daughter and discover some very upsetting news. Bucky comes to the rescue.
Author’s Note: Of course @bugsbucky happy to write for you anytime and I hope you like this. I switched between the reader being Bucky’s new love and then the POV of Bucky’s daughter. I hope it makes sense! It just seemed to work better for me when writing. I love you and I’m here for you always! Thank you all for reading and much love always ❤❤❤
Warnings: starts fluffy, gets angsty, mentions of abuse, cursing, Bucky gets angry and protective, but it ends happy and he saves the day <3
“I can make dinner while you and y/n are at the museum this afternoon. This way we can eat together when you get home. Sound good?” You look over at Bucky while he drives, his shoulders are relaxed and his features soft. He gives you a quick smile before looking back to the road. “That sounds perfect. Are you sure you don’t want to come with us? We would love you to.”
Squeezing his hand, you reassure him by saying, “no, it’s really ok and thank you. I want you two to have some time together! We can catch up at dinner.” He gives your hand a firm squeeze back and before you know it, you’re pulling up at the house. Bucky gets out and comes around the car to open your door, taking your hand and helping you out.
“Thanks baby,” you say with a kiss. He places his hand at your lower back and leads you toward the door. As you approach your start to pick up on the sounds of faint yelling. You look to Bucky who must have already heard it because his brows are furrowed, and his jaw is set in a tight line. “You hear that right?” he asks, through gritted teeth. “I hear it Buck.”
The yelling gets louder when you near the door and it only takes Bucky a millisecond before he practically breaks it off the hinges. Storming into the living room he rushes at his daughter, pulling her behind him and trying to calm his rage. His metal hand comes up, the low whirs as it shifts the only sounds in the room other than heavy breaths.
“Were you just yelling at my daughter?” His voice is low and deadly, and you watch as y/n’s stepfather takes a few steps back with his hands held up. “No, we were just talking, James.” The use of his first name has Bucky clenching his metal hand into a crushing fist and stepping forward. “Don’t bullshit me you son of a bitch. I heard you before we even got to the door.”
-Daughter’s point of view-
“Dad. It’s ok. I’m ok, can we just go?” You grab your father around the shoulders and give him a soft hug, hoping to calm him down so you can just leave. He quickly turns to you and crushes you to his chest, “I want to kill him,” he whispers in your ear. You look up at him with matching blue eyes, your lashes wet with unshed tears. “I know. He isn’t worth it. Just let’s go and I’ll tell you everything.”
Bucky looks back to your stepfather and inches close enough to get in his face. “I’m only leaving here without kicking your ass because my daughter asked me to. But let me give you some advice. If I were you I would be sure to stay very far away from her and if I ever hear of you speaking to her like that again or laying a finger on her…nothing will stop me from tearing you to shreds.”
Looking at his ex, Bucky shakes his head, the disappointment and shock clear when he whispers, “I can’t believe you would let this happen. There are gonna be some changes made and I don’t want to hear a word about it, or you’ll be hearing from my lawyer.” With those final words he takes your hand and heads toward the door, throwing your stepfather one last warning glare.
-Readers point of view-
Y/n reaches out and grabs for your hand, holding it tightly while Bucky ushers you out of the house. You pull her to your side and soothingly rub her back. “Are you ok, sweetheart? He didn’t hurt you, did he?” She shakes her head no before the tears finally start to fall and she clings to you. “I’m gonna sit in the back with her ok, Buck.” He nods, opening the door for you both before getting in the driver’s seat.
The car ride back is quiet, and you know Bucky is seething. Laying a hand on his shoulder you catch his eye in the mirror. “We are going to fix this. We’ve been talking about getting a bigger place. This is the perfect opportunity.” You hear y/n’s breath hitch at your words and turn to look at her. “If that’s what you want of course.” She launches herself into your arms, crying, “yes, yes, yes,” over and over again, a huge weight being lifted off her shoulders.
When you get home, you leave the two of them alone, giving them a chance to speak privately.
-Daughter’s point of view-
Bucky sits on the couch and motions for you to take a seat next to him. Taking your hands in his he looks down. “I’m sorry baby girl. I’m sorry I didn’t see this sooner. I can never forgive myself for letting you live in that kind of environment.” You hold onto his hands tightly, saying, “dad. Look at me. How could you know. It only happened once or twice before this and mom is so good at playing pretend that it made me feel like I was dreaming it up. Thank you for telling him off, I’m pretty sure he shit his pants.”
You smile and it turns into pure laughter when Bucky looks up at you, clearly horrified at your language. “Listen kiddo, if your Uncle Steve were here you know what he would say…” he trails off trying to hold back his own smile. “But he’s not so…I really hope he did shit his pants!” At first, you’re not sure you heard him right but then his goofy smile widens and you both start to laugh again.
After the light moment Bucky’s face turns serious again. “Listen. You’re going to stay here from now on. We will go get all your things this weekend and you’ll have to sleep on the pull out until we figure out the new apartment situation. Does that sound ok?” You wipe away a stray tear and throw your arms around his neck. “It sounds perfect dad and thank you.” Giving you a bone crushing hug, he gently rocks you back and forth. “Anything for my little girl.”
This is so sad and so sweet 😭 Im really sorry to @bugsbucky if she's going through this my heart breaks omg let's send Bucky over there immediately 😭😭😭😭
Summary: You and Bucky spend time out on the ocean.
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club continuation of drunk drabbles and the prompt below from the lovely @prunes-said-bucky (I can never resist a Henley prompt) and for the HBC’s 24 hour surprise drabble challenge today. The one word prompt I chose was ocean (no surprise here either haha) Hope you enjoy it! Thank you so much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤
Warning: soft fluff, sassy and sexy bucky, cursing, light dirty talk and implied smut ;)
The breeze is cool but gentle as you stand on the deck and lean into the handrail. The ocean looks like silver glass in the early morning light and there’s barely a ripple along the water. The sun is just beginning to rise above the horizon, casting a thin streak of orange dancing toward the boat.
Summary: Charles is busy with work but he has one way you can help him out…
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club continuation of drunk drabbles and the amazing prompt sent in below by @prunes-said-bucky Hope you enjoy it and thank you all for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤
Warnings: cock warming, oral sex (male rec), fingering, dirty talk, smut (18 + only please ;)
Standing in the kitchen you prepare Charles his cup of tea, making sure to add just the right amount of sugar before giving it a stir and walking to his room. With a light knock you enter and set the cup down next to him on the desk. “Thank you, sweetheart.” He doesn’t look up from his paperwork and you can tell he’s concentrating hard.
Warnings: smut no plot, mentions of squirting, language, 18+
A/N: it's been a while since I've posted anything smutty, hope this makes up for it! This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club this gif has no relevance to this drabble. But look at this fucking diva. This is my second time writing smut so please be kind 😬
Your hands slapped against the bare wall above your headboard as Bucky relentlessly pounded in from behind you. His balls slapped against your clit, and each brush against your g-spot had you clenching around his thick cock.
"Bucky! Yes!" A strangulated groan erupted from your throat as you struggled to string a single sentence together. Heavy breaths, skin on skin, and the headboard knocking bounced off the brick walls.
"You like that baby?" Bucky grunted. His grip on your waist bruising. His hand slithered around your front and rested on your belly.
"Fuck doll! Can you feel my cock bulging in your belly baby? Fuck I'm so deep."
"Ah, ah! Don't stop!" You begged. Your hands now turned into fists as the coil was about to snap. Your eyes rolled back when he repeatedly brushed against the spots deep inside you. You lost all control of your body, the coil snapped and your juices ran down his entire length. He moaned loudly, smelling your arousal on his cock. The scent was heavy that even you could smell it from your dazed mind.
The feeling of your warmth spurred his own orgasm. His cock pulsed against your fluttering walls as he stilled his hips - his pelvis flush against your ass until he spent all of him, giving you absolutely everything he had. You felt his cum shoot inside, it was warm and you felt him throb.
He slowly pulled out, a mixture of your cum dripped down on the inside of your thighs. He rested his head against your back as you both panted, desperately trying to catch your breath.
"You're amazing." He praised after a short while, collapsing into his space on the bed. You chuckle and join him, putting your head on his chest as his arms engulfed you.
Request: hi can I request for a chubby Bucky Drabble pls? 🥺🥺 just a typical lazy day where he’s cuddling with the reader then he starts tickling her so she ends up blowing raspberries on his soft tummy ehehehehe thank u i love u 🥰🥰
Warnings: None. Just a looooot of fluff 😍
Word Count: 395
Authors Note: thank you my love @sarge-barnes-sir for sending me this gorgeous request and for getting me started on chubby!bucky 😍❤️ I hope it’s fluffy enough 🥺
Requested by: @sarge-barnes-sir
Lazy days with your boyfriend were always the best days. These days meant you had each other’s attention and company. Your long hours at the bakery meant you spent a lot of time on your feet and away from home, and Bucky’s work meant he spent even longer days at the office, meaning you would already be in bed by the time he got home.
Lazy days meant you could laze around each other with your feet up and your bodies close together as you watched some movie on Netflix. Which is what you were currently doing; lazing on your double bed with pillows plumped up behind you against the headboard, your arms around Bucky’s soft rounded belly and his fingers grazing your ribs, since your shirt had ridden up a while ago.
“Stop!” You giggle, “that tickles.” You squirm when his fingers attack your ticklish spot. Your giggles and squeals pull a laugh from his own lips, a sound you never tire of hearing. “Bucky!” You warn, grabbing his hands and shifting your body so you’re on top of him. Your face is red from laughing and he still has that goofy smile plastered on his face.
You push yourself up and straddle him. His hands rest on your waist and you shake your head, silently telling him it’s not what he thinks. Moving your body further down his own, a broad grin on his face as your hover above his private parts. Still shaking your head with a sly grin, you roll up his oversized shirt, exposing his soft tummy. Gently lowering your lips to his skin, you blow the biggest raspberries you can muster, a high pitched giggle ripped from his throat as the tables have turned, and he is the one now squirming under your act.
“Doll! Stoo-ooopp!” Bucky squeals, his legs kicking out from under you. His cheeks bright red from laughing so much.
“You know what I love most about you James?” You ask, propping yourself up on your elbow. Your finger drawing invisible shapes on his round belly. Bucky shakes his head no, but still smiles. “All of you. But I love this beautiful belly the most.” You tell him, dipping your head once again to blow more raspberries against his sensitive and ticklish skin. Carrying every single laugh that falls from his lips straight to your heart.
Summary: You see him at a bar one night and he’s too hot to resist…
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club continuation of drunk drabbles and the awesome prompt below sent in by the lovely @prunes-said-bucky I hope you like this babes! Thank you all for reading and much love always ❤❤❤
The dim lighting in the bar casts a warm glow over his features as you try to steal another look without being noticed. “What the hell do you keep staring at y/n?” you friend says quietly, trying to follow your line of sight. You lean over to her ear, discreetly explaining what you see.
Summary: Bucky's little girl is sick and she clings to him.
Warnings: Oh, fluff. Lots of it.
A/N: Something sweet during this anxious time ♥️
Rebecca's whimpers fill the small space around Bucky, who was currently laying on his back in bed with his 5 year old daughter clinging to him like her life depended on it. She was sick with a cold and a high temperature.
She twirled her little fingers around his locks, and a small giggle escaped her little mouth when her dad suddenly opened one eye when she pulled his hair.
"Hey, there's that precious smile." He kisses her forehead, her skin hot against his lips as he attempts to coo her to sleep.
"You're my favorite daddy." She said, her voice slightly squeaky from a blocked nose.
"Well, I'm your only dad princess." He pinches her chubby cheek and another giggle erupts from his daughter.
"I love you daddy." She reaches over and kisses her dad on the cheek, wrapping her small arms around his frame.
His heart pounds in his chest. Bucky, once considered a dangerous man never believed for a second he would be a father, he never once believed his child would ever love him. But this little girl adored him. It was just the two of them against the world.
Bucky heard her soft snores and her breathing evened out. He snuggles her in closer and kisses her crown.
Prompt: Bucky accidentally finds your large dildo/vibrator in your secret drawer in the bedroom. He later confronts you. “Why do you have that useless dildo/vibrator?” “I have needs.” “I could... help with those. I bet it doesn’t even make you cum like I could.”
Word Count: 771
A/N: for @the-ss-horniest-book-club continued drunk drabbles :)
Warnings: Talks of sex toys, suggestive talk, implied smut
Your room was a mess, everything was disorganized and all over the place. It was your idea to rearrange your room, a spontaneous idea that stuck in your mind late last night since you were so sick of how your room currently looked. You liked change and since you’ve been stuck inside for the past 3 months with the Avengers, change was definitely needed.
You sighed and put your hands on your hips, looking around at the mess and seeing no end in sight. You had managed to push your bed over on a different wall, but the nightstands were a little heavier than you remembered and were grateful Bucky was passing when he was since he offered to help you move the rest. He just had to go and take a really quick shower since he was hot and sweaty from his 5 miles run with the boys.
“Alright doll. I’m here.” Bucky announced walking into your room with his hair tied back and his tee-shirt pulled so tightly across his chest you could his nipples.
“Uh thank you, Bucky. I really appreciate it.” You smiled, averting your eyes to his and cleared your throat. He mirrored your smile and sighed, looking around at the mess.
“So what do you need me to move?” He wondered.
“I need those two nightstands moved on either side of my bed for now,” you stated, trying to keep your voice natural so you didn’t sound like you were ordering him around.
“Alright.” He nods and walks over, attempting to lift one of them. “Jesus, these are heavy. You got gold in here or something?” You laughed and shook your head.
“No, just good quality.”
“Well, I think it’ll be lighter if I removed the drawers first.” His eyes secretly asking for your permission. With a slight nod, you busy yourself throwing the junk off your bed onto the floor. Each drawer scrapes against the wood as he removes them. The first nightstand is easily moved to the right side of the bed.
“Perfect!” You compliment with a smile which he mirrors easily and sets off to move the second nightstand. Again, the drawer scrapes and he stacks them on top of each other on the floor. It isn’t until he’s ready to move the last bottom drawer that the air shifts all of a sudden and your eyes glance up to see what was wrong, why he wasn’t removing the third drawer. It’s then you remembered that your private sex toys were in the bottom drawer. Shame and embarrassment wash over you and you want to run from him.
They were hidden in a velvet bag, but Bucky of course knew what they were. The outline and shape of a penis evident through the bag. He wonders for a moment whether he should just pretend he didn’t see them, but for some reason, jealousy surges through his body. He’s jealous that the toys make you cum, jealous it’s those plastic pieces of shit that get to feel your walls squeeze around them.
“Bu-Bucky?” You stand behind him, hoping he hasn’t seen them and is just taking a moment to catch his breath. He turns and his bright blue eyes have turned dark and mysterious.
“Why do you have that useless dildo/vibrator?”
He asks, straight to the point. His chest is heaving as he watches your tongue wet your lips. You’re not sure what to say, not sure how to react.
“I have needs.”
You felt humiliated that Bucky saw them. They were private and you felt stupid for getting you had such toys in easy reach.
Bucky’s breathing picked up and his jaw clenched. His arms reached out to hold your shoulders and pull you closer to his broad body.
“I could... help with those. I bet it doesn’t even make you cum like I could.”
A startled gasp leaves your lips, never before have you heard him talk like this and it sounded so weird.
“It doesn’t,” you admitted. Doesn’t matter how many times you used it, you never could find that spot on your own. Instead, you just focused the vibrator on your clit to get off that way.
“Huh?”
“It doesn’t make me cum.” You shake your head disbelieving that you’re having this conversation with him right here, right now in the middle of your messy room.
“Then let me help you with that doll. My cock is a lot bigger, a lot thicker and I bet I can touch every spot inside you that you didn’t know you had.”
“Oh my...“ You gasp, feeling his knee wedged between your legs. “Please James. Show me what I’m missing.”
hello my love!!! I wondered if I could request something sexy and fun!! I was thinking of reader and Bucky being in a new relationship, they haven't had sex yet and he invites her to sleep over at the compound one night. Reader has like a boob sore so she can't wear a bra and sleeps in her tank top. morning after, Bucky wakes up first and sees her boob has fallen out of her top, he was trying to remain a gentleman but after seeing that he wants her? Hehe i love you and thank you for everything❤️
Morning Glory
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Word Count: 1,412
Summary: Spending the night at Bucky’s for the first time has you very excited and a morning surprise really moves the relationship along...
Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting this love! I had fun writing it and hope it makes you happy! This is real life and happens to me all the time, even when I wear those CK bralette thingies. Never fails. Now if Bucky was in my bed....well. haha! Love you! Thank you all for reading and much love always! ❤❤❤
Warnings: sweet fluff, light teasing and flirting, lots of kissing, Steve and Sam being themselves, implied sexy times :)
Standing in your apartment you stare at your empty overnight bag, cursing your indecision. Bucky invited you to spend the night at his place, aka the Avengers compound, and you have no idea what to pack to wear for the night or bedtime or the next morning! You don’t normally sleep in a bra and you don’t want to just because you’re staying at his place. Rifling through your pajama drawer you find a cute blue tank top with matching boy shorts, deciding it works fine and will be comfy.
Stuffing it in the bag you search around for your toiletries, double checking you have everything you need before leaving. Bucky meets you outside and greets you with a searing kiss. It takes you a moment to catch your breath afterwards and you’re wondering how you’ll be able to control yourself when you share a bed tonight.
Bucky has been a gentleman from the moment you met and ever since you first starting dating, which wasn’t too long ago. It’s the first time you’ll be spending the whole night together and you’re feeling both excited and nervous. Of course, as soon as you’re in his presence you feel completely comfortable and happy.
The early part of your evening is spent cooking dinner together, Bucky suggesting you try to make a pizza. “Bucky, I’m not sure I can do the whole throw the dough in the air thing,” you say, staring down at the yeasty mixture. “Me neither but I’m gonna give it a try!” You giggle and step back watching as Bucky tries to pick up the sticky dough.
Once he has it in his hands, he gives you an apprehensive look before saying, “here goes nothin’!” He tries to throw it but fails when he doesn’t put enough force behind it. “Ok, here we really go,” he laughs. Bending his knees, he releases the dough. It flies just above his head, hovering for a split second before landing back on his hands and ripping.
Bucky stands in shocked silence and your hand flies over your mouth to stifle your laughter. He finally looks your way, his lips turning up into a smirk, “something you find funny, doll?” You can’t hold back any longer, bursting into a fit of giggles and pointing at him. “Oh my gosh, you should see your face!”
Bucky tries to wipe off his hands as best he can before he stalks over to you, caging you against the island with his arms. Your breath hitches at the closeness of his body and your hands instinctively reach out to smooth down his chest. “I wish I got that on camera,” you say, continuing to tease him, “and I think you have some dough in your hair.”
He leans his face close to yours, brushing the hair from your cheek, “hmmmm, I bet you do.” When his mouth meets yours you completely melt against him, a sigh falling from your lips as he parts them with his tongue. Running his thumb across your jaw he cradles your face in his hand, deepening the kiss just as a throat clears loudly behind you.
Bucky hesitantly pulls away, his eyes soft on you but then thunderous when they stare over your shoulder. “Rogers. You better have a good reason for interrupting us.” Steve raises his brows and chuckles, crossing his arms over his chest in a very Captain America way. “Hi y/n. Nice to see you again.” You give Steve a shy wave, “hi Steve, you too.”
“Actually, this time I do. I smelled something burning and figured I should check it out before the compound gets a shower.” Both you and Bucky spin to face the oven, the slight wisps of smoke starting to leak out the sides. “Oh shit,” Bucky shouts, quickly turning the oven off and alerting Friday that they have it under control. “THE COOKIES!” you yell in horror! “I can’t believe we forgot about them!”
Steve laughs first and you and Bucky can’t help but follow suit. “Well, if you didn’t have your tongues down each other throats you might have remembered,” Steve scolds before laughing again and walking off. “Ugh, I’m gonna kick him in his righteous ass,” Bucky mumbles.
Turning to you, he gathers you in his arms and says, “now, where were we,” pressing his lips to yours once again. You gently pull away just to ask, “what about dinner? And more importantly! Dessert!?” His nose scrunches as he smiles wide, “let’s just order a pizza and steal Sam’s Oreos. Yea?” You simply nod, leaning in to kiss him again.
“I heard you two were starting a fire in here!” Sam chimes from the doorway. Bucky groans, grabbing your hand and walking down the hallway without a word. “Hi y/n!” Sam says as he gives you his best smile. “Hey Sam! Good to see you!” you call out just before disappearing around the corner.
Bucky huffs as he shuts the door. “They can be such a pain in the ass sometimes!” You laugh and pull your phone from your pocket. “I’ll order the pizza; you snag the cookies and then we’ll have the rest of the night uninterrupted.” Bucky practically skips out the door when you start dialing for the pizza and only moments later you hear Sam yelling, “where the hell are you going with my Oreos?!?!”
Dinner is perfect and after eating a whole sleeve of Oreos dipped in milk you and Bucky settle in on the couch to watch a movie. Not even halfway through Bucky has you pinned to the couch, his lips devouring yours as his hands wander over your dips and curves. You moan into his mouth and he pulls away, breathing heavily when he speaks. “I want you so badly, but I want to do this the right way, you know.”
You’re barely able to manage the nod of your head, all your brain power gone with his strong body above you and his hands on your skin. You want to tell him you don’t care that you really like him and you’re ready to take the next step. But you don’t want to push him either, so you remain silent. He pulls you into his side, holding you close while you finish the movie.
It’s almost midnight and you stifle a yawn, snuggling closer into Bucky. “You ready for bed, doll?” You smile up at him, “yes, I think so.” You go into the bathroom to wash up and change. When you come out you watch as Bucky takes in your appearance, his jaw clenched tight and his eyes dark. “You’re not making this easy you know.” He plants a sweet kiss to your lips before he goes to change.
You get in bed and burrow under the covers, loving that you’re surrounded by his smell. He gets in soon after, pulling you against his chest and nuzzling his face into your neck. “I’m really glad you’re here baby girl. I love having you in my bed.” Throwing your leg over his you mumble into his chest, “me too, Buck.”
Morning arrives and you slowly wake up, the warmth of Bucky’s body still close as you stretch and yawn. You feel a slight chill at your chest, moving to pull the blanket further up your body but stopping short when you brush bare skin. Cracking open your eyes you look down and to your surprise see that your tank top did little to hold things in place while you were sleeping.
Bucky’s sharp intake of breath catches your attention and you look over to find him staring. “Morning beautiful,” he whispers, licking his lips. “Hi,” you say quietly, smirking at how hot and bothered he looks. “Sorry, I don’t usually wear a bra to sleep.” Bucky doesn’t say anything, he just keeps staring and you can see his internal struggle.
You slowly get up, fixing your shirt and running your hand over the hardness that is evident under his boxers. “Meet me in the shower in 2?” you ask sweetly, lightly brushing your lips to his. He practically falls out of the bed, the sheets tangled around his legs as he stumbles forward. “Fuck yes, doll. I can’t wait.” You saunter to the bathroom, knowing full well half your ass cheek is hanging out of your boy shorts. Bucky’s low growl carries across the room, your smile triumphant just as you turn on the shower.
My friends and I got together and we said “We have to do something.” And we realized there’s power in numbers. We have a great opportunity right now to change the scope of the world.
A sheriiff is an elected position, a mayor is an elected position,
our president is an elected position, you D.A. is an elected
position. So we started a website called
iamaman.vote
And our goal is to register one million men to vote. And we’re going to do everything we can so that these people, that are jeopardizing with the future for our kids. You want to hurt somebody, you get rid of their job. And you put somebody in that position who could actually help.
Hi sweetheart. I saw the story you wrote for dear Orphey about the lisp and I wondered if I could request something sweet for my 9 year old daughter who has Down syndrome and receives a lot of name calling and bullying because she looks different. She adores Bucky, he really is her hero. We would be extremely happy with any plot, just something sweet I can read to her when she’s having bad days which seems to be a lot lately. Thank you very much and sending my love to you 💛🧡💛
Forever Friends
Pairing: Bucky x child reader (platonic)
Word Count: 938
Summary: Bucky and his dog, Winter make a new friend! (thank you Lacy @marvelgirl7 for letting me use that name for the dog, love it and you ❤)
Author’s Note: Dearest anon, thank you so very much for asking me to write this for your daughter. I really hope this is ok and she enjoys it. If not I will happlily fix it and re-write it, it’s no problem! I can take it a different way if you prefer. Also, if she doesn’t like dogs but prefers cats or no animal at all, I can fix that! You can message me anytime! I just want it to make her happy. I’m so very sorry that she has been having trouble with bullies. I will never understand it❤❤❤ Much love to you and your family always! ❤PS I understand that a child would not be just walking up to some stranger in the park, but this is fanfic and it’s Bucky. He’s an angel! 🥰Thank you all for reading and much love ❤❤ and special thank you to my dearest friend @sallycanwait68 for her unconditional support and guidance with this and everything! Love you!
Warnings: FLUFF!!!! Happy doggo’s! Bucky making a new friend :)
“I like your arm.” Bucky’s head snaps up. He was so lost in his book that he hadn’t even noticed the sweet young girl that was now standing next to him. “Hi,” he smiles wide, “and thank you!” Winter sits beside Bucky patiently waiting for the signal to say hello to her new friend. “This is my dog Winter; would you like to say hello?”
She tentatively reaches out her hand to pat the dog’s soft white fur, Winter’s tail thumping happily on the concrete. “She’s soft.” Bucky scratches behind her ear before replying, “isn’t she. I like to pet her. Especially when I’m feeling upset. She helps me a lot.”
“Did you name her Winter because she looks like snow?” she giggles, Winter now showering her face with kisses. “That’s exactly why!” Bucky smiles, asking, “what’s your name?” Her beautiful eyes lock onto his, “I’m y/n.” “It’s nice to meet you, y/n.”
Bucky scoots over on the bench and Winter hops up, her ears perked up as she people watches. “Do you want to hear more about my arm?” She nods her head enthusiastically and reaches over to touch it again. Bucky holds his arm out so she can see all the moving parts, patiently waiting for any questions.
“Does it hurt?” He rolls up his sleeve so she can see some of the scars at his shoulder as he says, “it used to. But I feel better now.” She seems to like that answer, tracing over the metal where it meets his flesh. “I think it’s cool!” Bucky’s heart practically bursts at her words and he’s thankful he’s wearing his sunglasses. “Thanks, I’m really glad you do!”
A young woman calls her name and she quickly turns around. Looking back to Bucky she smiles and says, I have to go now. Bye Bucky and Winter!” The dog jumps off the bench and licks her arm much to her happiness. Bucky waves goodbye as she runs toward her mom, his smile never faltering.
The next day is just as beautiful as the last and Bucky finds himself seated on the same bench; head buried in his book, but his ears perked up for any sign of his friend. Winter seems to be in the same mindset as she scans the park, her sharps eyes watching every person that walks by.
Winter beats him to it as the loud thump of her tail indicates that she’s back. “Hi Bucky! Hi Winter!” Bucky closes his book and waves both hands, “hey y/n! How are you today?” Winter jumps off the bench to give her a proper hello much to everyone’s delight.
“Look! I drew you a picture of Winter!” She holds up the paper and Bucky lifts his sunglasses off his face. His eyes scan over the drawing and they crinkle up in a wide smile. “This is fantastic! You got her ears and nose exactly right!” Her whole face lights up at Bucky’s praise and she asks, “do you like to draw?” Bucky makes a silly face but reaches into his back pocket for his phone. “Well, I’m not good at it like you are but my friend Steve did try to teach me once. Want to see what I drew?”
With a happy squeal she sits on the bench and waits while Bucky pulls the picture up on his phone. “So, it’s supposed to be Superman, but I don’t know…” he trails off, laughing at himself. “I think you did a great job.” Bucky nods, putting his phone away. “Thanks! It’s good to practice too! What else do you like to do besides draw?”
She gets off the bench and starts to dance, showing off some of her best moves. “I love to dance!” she cheers. “You’re really good! You could teach me some moves!” he chuckles, watching as Winter jumps around after her. “I think Winter wants to dance too!” Bucky can’t help but laugh as the two spin around together, Winter’s tongue hanging out and tail wagging.
She slows down, laughing as she catches her breath. “Winter is funny!” Bucky rubs her belly, “she sure is!” and gives her a drink of water.
“Want to see something neat?” Bucky asks, a small smirk on his lips. Her face lights up as she hops and says, ‘’yes!” “So, my arm is made of metal right. And it gets hot in the sun. When that happens, I press this tiny button here and it makes it cold.” Her eyes go wide, “wow.” He chuckles, “right!” Bucky holds out his arm, the metal hot to the touch. “Ok, feel how hot that is? Now I press this and then….” He turns his arm over and she feels it again, grinning at the difference.
He sits back, knocking his book to the floor. She bends to pick it up, studying the cover before handing it back to him. “What book is that?” With a quiet thanks, he says, “it’s sort of an adventure book. Well, it has everything in it! Adventure, friendship, love. Even magic! It’s called The Lord of the Rings.”
“I like how that sounds! Can you read some to me?” Bucky rests one leg on his knee and gets comfortable. “Sure. I’d love to!” Starting from the beginning he reads the first few pages before her mom calls her to head back home. “Thanks Bucky. I like this book. Maybe we can read more tomorrow?” Bucky smiles, “definitely, I would like that.” He waves goodbye as she runs off and for the first time in a while, he feels genuinely excited for what tomorrow will bring.
Summary: You and Bucky take some time for yourselves and relax on the beach.
Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club 24 hour drabble challenge and the summer loving challenge with theme of beach trip! So if you didn’t already know there is NOTHING I love more than the ocean/beach and when you add Bucky…well, it’s a dream come true. That’s just what this little story is…a daydream. Thank you all so much for reading and escaping with me. Much love always ❤❤❤
Warning: sweet romantic fluff, light teasing and flirting, implied sexy times, Bucky on the beach with no shirt… ;)
The sound of the waves caressing the shore pulls you gently from your sleep. The early morning sunshine peeks through the white curtains and casts a pink glow on the sandy colored room. With a long stretch you turn over and look out the balcony doors, a pair of blue eyes staring back.
