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some more Steve and Bucky
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Youāll never fight alone
Notice those arms, again, Bucky going high, Steve underneath.
But this time, itās even more intimate.
Thatās a hug that says youāre the most important person in the world to me.
Marvel comics follows the parallels, but THEY do it right.
(Also, is that Bucky repeating what Steve said to him?)
I donāt care what the others say about their relationship. This is bleeping beautiful.
1940s Stucky artprint from my stand in Animefest Brno
(Another random headcanon no one asked for)
Scott, as we all know, is a massive fanboy of Captain America.
So of course, as fanboys do, heās noticed the meaningful long glances and the secret touches and the not so secret smiles and Scott thinks itās ADORABLE and AMAZING that Captain America has a boyfriend. And not only that! They fought Nazis together! And Captain America took down Hydra for him! And went up against 117 nations for him! And they also look absolutely stunning together! If thatās not relationship goals what is!
So every time Scott sees Bucky heās like: š„¹š¤©š„° Mr Barnes! Wow! Youāre looking gorgeous today! As always! Iām so happy to see you! ššš
While being completely oblivious to the fact that Steve, flummoxed and annoyed by why this guy flirts openly with Bucky in front of him all the time, is scheming to kick him from the team.
(Scott: š±)
Love big sub Steve indulging himself and asking for what he needs. And heās supposed to be this strong soldier who takes what he gets, never complains, but when he starts dating Bucky? All that goes out the window. Bucky is such a good dom (and maybe service top??) to subby Steve. Heād practically train Steve to let out stress in different ways that used to be seen as āweakā or āunnecessaryā, but now he does them regularly. Talking to someone, pampering himself, writing down his feelings, coming to Bucky for anything. Imagine how privileged Bucky feels when he notices Steveās having a bad day or in a bad headspace, and before Bucky approaches him itās Steve who comes up and asks for help (to talk, to be cuddled, to be in subspace, any of those, all shakey and nervous cause heās never asked for help before). And Bucky can tell how hard this is for his baby, would absolutely do anything he asked in a heartbeat
Heād pull Steve onto the couch or their bed and slowly get him to relax, talking all soft with a āitās okay sweetheart, youāve had a rough coupleāa missions and itās okay that youāre worn down⦠Deserve a months vacation if you ask me. Why donāt you let yourself be taken care of tonight, hmm⦠donāt have to go anywhere, baby, can just stay right here. Can get ya a snack, maybe a bath, some cuddles? Aināt nothin wrong with that, just need someone to take careāa you sometimes, we all doā¦ā
- a š anon who needs some self care and cuddles rn
Yes! We love a man who is secure enough in himself to be able to ask for what he needs!
I love that so much, "And heās supposed to be this strong soldier who takes what he gets, never complains, but when he starts dating Bucky? All that goes out the window." It makes me think of shrunkyclunks (modern Bucky, Cap!Steve) with the Whinest Steve Ever. Like Bucky expresses this to all of his friends about his new boyfriend without saying Steve- Steve Rogers and so when they finally connect the dots (a.k.a. when Bucky finally tells them Steve is Steve Rogers or when they meet him for the first time) they're all WHAT? THIS WHINY, COMPLAINING MAN IS CAPTAIN AMERICA?? WTF? THE PERSON WHO YOU SAY CLINGS TO YOU LIKE AN OVERGROWN KOALA WHEN YOU TRY TO GET OFF OF THE COUCH TO COME OUT WITH US LATE AT NIGHT? THE PERSON WHO YOU SAY LOVES SUGAR COOKIES MORE THAN REAL FOOD YET NEVER, INFURATINGLY, GETS CAVITIES? HUH??
But yes yes yes, shrunkyclunks or other pairings with dom Bucky, Bucky is a good dom for fucking sure! Shrunkyclunks though, that definitely turns Bucky into more of a service top because this man deserves everything he could ever want. Everything. No questions asked. He's done so much, anything Bucky can give him back is a fraction of repayment.
Whether it's in pleasure or more "modern skills" in being human. In letting himself be human. Modern like, yup, training "Steve to let out stress in different ways that used to be seen as āweakā or āunnecessaryā, but now he does them regularly. Talking to someone, pampering himself, writing down his feelings, coming to Bucky for anything."
Oh my God! Yes! As a dom and as a significant other Bucky would feel his heart Burst with pride and love when Steve comes to him before he can even ask if he wants a shoulder rub, a nice bath, a blow job, a scene (big or little) to send him to that sweet space, a shoulder to cry on, anything.
Steve sheepishly approaches him, padding in from the door to him, yeah.
Hands shaking as he wrings them. Eyes down toward the floor. A whimper of anxiety and need rolled into one on the tip of his tongue. Of course, Bucky's eyes are instantly on him, stopping his channel surfacing and muting the TV unthinkingly. There's nothing good on this evening but its not just that, he knows in this moment that this moment is important. Focusing his all on Steve naturally. Watching, proud of him and broken for him, as his man falls to his knees and pushes his face into his stomach. Telling him, "I need-" he cuts himself off before he can finish.
But it's all Bucky needs, urging him up to shift and lay him out on top of him. Steve melts shakily, body jerking as he goes pilant slowly. Like his muscle memory isn't in letting himself be "weak", his muscles literally fighting being cared for.
But with enough careful, firm sweeps of his hand down his spine, and his other hand on the back of his neck- gentle but keeping him in place. Flooding Steve's body with the feeling of his dom's control, letting him shed his own. With enough of that sweet treatment, he goes limp. And it's then that Bucky starts talking, "I hear you," he acknowledges his ask for help, "I hear you... whaddya you need, Stevie?"
Steve makes a sad little whimper, upset.
"Wanna say it or say yes or no?" Saying yes or no is a game they've gotten good at. Bucky presenting him with options and Steve accepting or denying them until he gets to what he really needs.
Steve shakes his head and Bucky assumes that will be it. But... then... again his heart swells with pride and love. His voice tiny and shy as he says, "just. This. Please?" He clears his throat, already sounding better, "but- talk?"
"Okay, okay," he keeps the sweep of his hand going, slower and heavier now, but still moving. "Yeah that's good, Stevie. Good job. Thank you for telling me. This. We can do this. Just this. Stay here, on the couch." Grounding, he thinks, remembering all the research he's done on soldiers and submission. "I'll keep touching you for as long as you want. Whatever you want. You deserve it." Steve whimpers, fisting his hands in his shirt, "itās okay sweetheart, whatever you need, youāve had a rough coupleāa missions and itās okay that youāre worn down⦠you deserve a months, minimum, vacation if you ask me. I'm happy to let you just let yourself be taken care of tonight. I'll take good care of you. Anything you need. Anything you want. Aināt nothin wrong with that, just need someone to take careāa you sometimes, we all doā¦" he sighs peacefully with his sub on his chest, waist between his legs, laid out over him. And keeps talking, "we can stay here on the couch if you need it, we donāt have to go anywhere, baby, can just stay right here. I mean... I'd like to spoil you some but we don't gotta do much. Could just get ya a snack, maybe a bath, some cuddles? Later?" Bucky looks down for an answer.
Only to find Steve asleep.
Dead asleep. Peaceful and pretty as an angel, even with dirt from his recent mission smeared over his cheekbone and down the side of his face. Bucky can't help but squeeze him harder. Later, yeah.
I hope this was the fluff you needed! <3
Steve is the type of baffled needy sub who starts mouth watering when Bucky takes off the belt but he doesn't know if he wants Bucky to pull out the cock or to use the belt as a whip
Say it again and say it slow š®āšØš®āšØ
Steve is the type of baffled needy sub who starts mouth watering when Bucky takes off the belt but he doesn't know if he wants Bucky to pull out the cock or to use the belt as a whip
This is š¤š» e x a c t l y š¤š» what I am here for. Needy, pathetic, big sub Steve who can't help but get a little dumb whenever Bucky does something he finds attractive. Whether it be when he takes off his belt, when he flexes as he stretches (or the little groan he lets out at the same time, Jesus), when he bends over in his dark wash jeans, when he makes faces and sounds as he lifts weights, or when he's doing something as simple as reading, focusing, and looking so smart and hot. All of it. He looks so, so good all the time, and it leaves Steve melty and whimpery. All the time. He's weak for Bucky.
And the bastard knows it, he'll catch Steve looking, melting in place and trying not to show it, and he will just let the corner of his mouth tick up. "What's goin' through that pretty head'a yours over there, sweetheart, huh?"
"Uhhh-"
"Nothing, hmm? I figured. Ain't never got any thoughts, do you?" Bucky teases, getting up from his seat to come over and stand in front of Steve.
Steve has to lift his chin all the way up to meet his eyes when he gets in front of him. Towering. It's harder than anything to tear his eyes away from Bucky's thighs.
"'S okay," Bucky coos, thumbing his cheekbone, then his chin, cupping his face. "I know your brain gets all mushy so easy. All that heat makes you flustered, and it doesn't leave any room for thoughts. I know."
Steve feels his eyelids instantly go heavy. Mentally, he's chanting, yeah, yeah, it does, but in reality, a cat has his tongue.
"Trained you too well, huh, baby? Fucked you so good everytime I saw you when we met that now whenever you see me your silly little brain thinks it's being fucked, doesn't it? All you know is, oh. Bucky. I better spread my legs an' go limp so he can have me."
Steve whimpers, swallowing heavily. He can't nod with Bucky's hand on his chin. He's not sure he'd be able to nod anyway because just like Bucky is saying... he's going limp. Going stupid.
"It's cute." Bucky shakes his chin where he's got it pinched between his thumb and index finger. "I've got my own lil puppy. A sweet, dumb puppy that rolls over for pets whenever I walk into th'room."
Steve just lets his eyes roll back into his head, halfway to panting already as Bucky leans down and locks their lips together filthily.
"You gonna start trailin' after me next, followin' me 'round, hunping m' leg an' whining? Who needs a leash when you're so well trained?" Bucky asks against his lips, his hand around his throat.
Steve sways toward him, swooning, moaning with his mouth wide open, all easy and slutty. He can't decide if he wants to keep being easy and keep being smothered with mean but sweet sounding works and messy kisses or if he wants to resist so he needs more training, more hard dicking and more spankings with a belt. He can't decide. Bucky is right. There are no fucking thoughts in his head.
no but Steve checking out during a mission and no one realizing because it's normal by now. Sometimes Steve goes quiet on the comms and they've gone on enough missions to know he's not chatty. No one questing why Steve skipped on clean up because, well, he's Cap, he is usually the one ordering it, so he must have had a good reason. No big deal.
Then a newly cleared Bucky suits up with the Avengers for the first time, expecting it to go relatively smoothly since they've been doing this for over 3 years now.
Fuck was he wrong.
No bc exactly, and Bucky already knows what's happening, because it happened sometimes during the war, too. The way Steve would check out-- go distant, eyes glazing over, unmoving, unseeing, unhearing. Like everything overloaded at once, and he just... went away. He'd always done that. Gone away in his head when things got too loud, either literally, or somewhere inside of him. But during the war, it got worse, and now? Oh god.
It's Bucky's first mission back, and of course it's something fucking ridiculous. Giant mechanical cows, because some idiot wanted a farm themed apocalypse, and really, the universe has got to be playing a joke on Bucky by now, because he's getting really fucking sick of this shit. He's ruminating on that as he slices another mechanical cow's head off to a rather horrible sounding moo, and it's only afterwards that he realizes he hasn't heard Steve say anything for a while.
"Anyone heard anything from Cap lately?" he asks into his comms, walking briskly around the... wiry cow carcass. Eugh.
"Nah, not in a minute. Last I saw him, he was heading south towards that library to stop the cows from getting civilians in there," Clint says. The sound of an arrow being fired thwips through the comm.
Bucky frowns. Steve's usually pretty vocal on missions-- doling out directions and strategy.
"No? Anyone seen him?" he asks, watching as a couple more cows explode in the distant via Tony's reactors.
"No, why?" Comes Natasha's voice. "You need him? He doesn't normally talk during missions."
And shit, what? Bucky knew that the others had missed a thing or twenty about Steve, but this was unacceptable. This was dangerous.
"Yes, he does," he snaps, already starting to jog toward the main street and over towards the library. "Shit."
"What? What's happening?" Tony asks, sounding out of breath.
"Steve-- fuck. This isn't-- if he's quiet, it ain't good," Bucky says, trying to keep his temper in check, because being angry when he gets to Steve is far from a good idea. "You guys coulda stood to pay more fucking attention."
Natasha says something else over the comm, but Bucky isn't listening anymore as he finally spots Steve, staring blankly down at a cow carcass. His eyes look distant, his hair is bloody. He's swaying a little, clearly a little off balance. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
Bucky jogs over, slowing when he gets close and stopping about a foot away. He'd learned very early on that touching Steve when he's dissociating usually ends in a black eye and a very panicked Steve. Well. More panicked than he already will be when Bucky manages to bring him back to earth.
"Steve?" He keeps his voice even, but firm. "Steve, it's Bucky, pal, you're okay. Can you hear me?"
Steve looks up, eyebrows furrowing. Bucky inches closer.
"Steve, do you know where you are right now?"
Steve looks around, eyebrows still pinched. He nods, slowly, like he's moving through syrup, then he shakes his head, looking down at his hands, moving his fingers before pinching the bridge of his nose. Fuck. He's really out of it.
"That's okay, pal," Bucky says, moving close enough to touch if Steve needs it. "That's okay, just focus for a moment. My voice, the wind. Can you hear the wind?"
Steve doesn't look up, but eventually, he nods.
"Good, that's good. Wind, my voice... what else?"
"Um." Good. He's talking. That's good. "Cows-- fuck."
Bucky sees the moment Steve comes back to himself-- or at least, back to the moment. He kneels down when Steve slumps to the ground, teeth chattering. He's staring at his hands again. Yep. Nope. No more mission for him.
"I'ma need a med evac at the library. Stat," he says into his comm, before switching himself to mute. He hears Sam give an affirmative, then firmly tunes them out. "Steve, look at me."
Steve does. Well. He looks at Bucky's chin, which is close enough. Steve never did like looking at him in the eyes. That, at least, was normal.
"Can you take my hands?"
Bucky reaches out and Steve tentatively takes them. Bucky smiles at him and starts to squeeze. Steve always liked the squeezes.
"Feel that?" Steve nods. "Good. Focus on that. We're gonna get out of here in a moment, but for now, just feel your skin on mine. Focus on right here, right now. Just our skin, okay?"
"Just our skin," Steve echoes, and Bucky offers him a smile and another squeeze.
It takes longer than Bucky would prefer for evac to show up and by the time he gets Steve on the jet, he's looking a little clearer, if not pretty shaken. It's going to take Bucky a while to help him come down completely, but he's definitely going to have some words with the team later. How the hell had they missed this? How the hell had they missed so much with Steve?
Steve stares out the window, hands pressed between his knees. He's still shaking, and his complacency with leaving the mission is concerning, but Bucky doesn't mind rolling with the punches as they come.
Eventually, Steve reaches out for him and Bucky holds him close. At least he's here now. At least Steve has someone to see him again. He deserves that, at the very least.
idk just like the idea of Bucky not even counting his reps, instead just doing push-ups until Steve reaches a certain page in his book
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