#1 Sweet Pea Stan

[ricksbowen]

one more time | pt. 3

IN WHICH: y/n’s parents are too much, the library’s a perfect opportunity, and ej confesses something in private.

INSPIRATION: best part — daniel caeser, hey there delilah — plain white tees

WARNING: this series will have smut in it and is pretty sexual all around ( read with caution ). there are implications of sex right off the bat, and everyone is 18+ and in their senior year. there’s also family problems mentioned.

pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3

“Thanks,” you murmured, eyes never leaving your textbook as you took the coffee cup from Ricky.

Five hours of studying in the library. In any other circumstance, you and Ricky would’ve opted to study at either your house or his. But after the new step in your friendship, concentrating was harder. One minute, you’d be listening to Ricky’s thoughts on the subject at hand,

the next you’d be making out on his bed, lips needy and moving quickly.

At least you couldn’t jump onto each other in the library.

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[buckysmischief]

Sure, Jan - Masterlist

(gif is unrelated. i just really like looking at it.)

Bucky Barnes x reader (eventually)

Summary: While writing your college history paper on WWII, you decide to tweet your favorite avengers, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, for help. They were also the most qualified. It’s not like they would actually reply, right?

Warnings: language

Based off that time someone trying to Catfish @sociallyeneptbarnes​ lol

Inspirations: @geosaurusrrex​ ,& @sociallyeneptbarnes​ @valkyriesryde​ @buckysdumbmetalarm​ for all yallls help 🖤

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

[buckthegrump]

Breakable Heaven - Masterlist

It’s been 5 years and you never thought you would see him again.

Bucky x Reader

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[barnestruck]

i AM NOT A MORNING PERSON BUT DAMN DO I FEEL BLESSED ON THIS FINE MORNING

[fafulous]

THIS BITCH HAS THE AUDACITY TO KILL US LIKE THIS I CANT FUCKING BREATHE

[yslmingyux-deactivated20201018]

Someone You Loved (Part 5)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Summary: Bucky left the reader on their wedding day many years ago.

Warnings: some cursing, angst. Please please please please do not read if gory details make you uncomfortable. Italics+flashback.

A/n: So basically I cried while writing this. I’m sorry but here’s Bucky’s POV. This is not the ending though we do have a wedding to attend people. With that being said I think there’ll be at least two more chapters coming. Thank you for reading I hope you enjoy it.

Bucky never made mistakes, he always made sure of it. Rescuing the children hadn’t been a mistake, if he could go back and do it over, he would in a heartbeat. The only mistake he had made that day was that he had acted recklessly, he hadn’t waited long enough for his unit to catch up and he hadn’t scouted out the area to make sure there weren’t any threats around. The only thing on his mind was getting the children out and to safety.

He hadn’t known that there was a war prison a few miles north of the camp that kept tabs on it. And he hadn’t noticed the little boy that ran off to alert them that he had fallen straight into their trap. It was soulless, using children for their evil doing.

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[holysouthside]

I- I’m not crying

[im-not-here-2021]

Sharing nightmares & dreams with your soulmate. So when you begin having terrifying war nightmares you go in search for answers. Having no idea what it means. Until your shoulder to shoulder with a tall gorgeous man at the local bookstore. The both of you in the WWII section. And you swear you know him. You know his voice. You know his smile.

But imagine seeing the Howlies, and that week is the Captain America exhibition at the museum. So, you go along to learn anything. Then along the way you bump into a person with his cap drawn low. 

(My gif) 

Soulmate Monday™

[holysouthside]

This hurt me

[yslmingyux-deactivated20201018]

Someone You Loved (Part 4)

BUCKY BARNES x reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Summary: Bucky left the reader on their wedding day many years ago.

Warnings: some cursing, a little bit of angst and if you squint hard enough some fluff. italics=flashbacks

a/n: I’m so happy you’re all liking this series so far. I had so much fun writing this part. Also, I want to say thank you so much for 1,000 followers like that’s fucking insane, omg. I’m thinking of doing something in order to celebrate but don’t know what yet. So, if anyone as any suggestions feel free to lmk. Thank you and I hope you’ll enjoy reading this part as much as I enjoyed writing it. 

There were a thousand thoughts racing through your mind as you walked through the busy streets of Manhattan fully aware that you looked insane. Your breathing was ragged, and your hands were shaking looking wide-eyed like you had just seen a ghost because, in truth, you had.

Bucky Barnes always had this awful habit of knocking the air out of your lungs. When you had first met him at one of Steve’s get together five years ago, you had embarrassingly spent the entire night trying to calm your breathing and wondering what it would be like to run your fingers through his long hair. Wanda laughed when she had caught you making googly eyes in his direction.

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[private-bucky-barnes-deactivate]

Summary: You left Brooklyn and never looked back. But when your brother Steve is getting married facing your EX-boyfriend seems inevitable. But when you and Bucky run into eachother at the airport heading to Brooklyn, you both realize you need a fake fiance. So you hatch up a plan. What’s the worst that could come from pretend I do’s?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Prologue  ~  Part 1  ~  Part 2  ~  Part 3  ~  ????

[peachyyships]

Hi! Could I please have a male marvel ship? I’m 5’2 with a soft hourglass figure. I’m middle eastern and have two dimples on either side of my cheeks. I’ve been a dancer for about 5 years! I’m quite soft spoken and gentle but with the right group of people I let loose and feel unafraid to show the more outgoing side of me. I LOVE LOVE LOVE playing with hair. Whether it’s my own or somebody else’s, it calms me. I love dressing up but also love dressing down, it usually depends on my mood. ❤️

thanks so much for requesting! 

I ship you with… Bucky

• He always let you play with his hair whenever you feel like it. You have mastered braiding it and have moved on to doing other crazy styles. You two always end up giggle over the end result. • Late at night you two would sit on top of rootops and he would teach you russian and romian sayings. To catch you off guard he would then occasionally whisper them into your ear. • He is an old-fashioned type of guy so he would love to dance. He isn’t the best at it so you would have to show him how.  

[im-not-here-2021]

Ok I know you said that having mob!bucky fuck the reader on top a pile of money is somewhere in an ideas list. I just picture it’s towards the beginning of his mob “career” and it’s his first big score and he comes back to y’all’s apartment and just dumps it on the floor and your jaw drops and you jump on him and kiss him and then one thing leads to another and then boom fucking on a pile of money and it becomes tradition anytime he makes a particularly good deal, or if he’s in a real bad mood

Okay I’ve had this in my brain since I’ve read it and I can’t let it go 

The door banged loudly as the wood rattled against the wall with the force Bucky opened it. His blazer was discarded, sleeves of his white button down rolled up and a large duffel bag slung on his shoulder. 

“I fucking did it, we did it, god,” he was slightly out of breath, his hair mussed. Eyes bright, smiler even brighter. 

You sat up quickly on your knees the bed dipping at your movement. Bucky smirked at you before unzipping the bag at the edge of the mattress. 

A sea of green laid before you. 

You gasped softly but before you could touch a single note Bucky lifted the bag. Tipping it upside down over you, notes flew out and fluttered around you in a rain of money. A laugh bubbled to the surface, and soon Bucky was chuckling along with you. When the bag was empty he threw it to the side before joining you on the bed in a quick move, softly you landed against the pile of cash. 

“We fuckin’ did it, baby,” he grinned and pressed his lips against yours in a bruising kiss, nestling his hips in between yours. 

Spinoff Saturday™️

[incorrectmarvelcast]

rdj: there’s only one thing worse than dying.

rdj: *rips off paper to reveal tom holland dying*

mackie & sebastian: *gasp* tom holland

rdj: no

[chxotickpoptrash]

took me too long to get it

[margotsrobbie-deactivated202402]

Margot Robbie on her favorite moment in ‘I, Tonya’

[captainrogerss]

All Meddle and No Talk

Summary: The morning after you get drunk and make out with Bucky, it seems like you’re the only one who remembers. Plus everyone else who was there as well. Everyone except for Bucky.

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: None. 

Natasha slowly tilted her head, a brow rising inquisitively. “Why are you so fidgety?” She scrutinized you, eyes searching and picking at every possible thing.

In turn, you scoffed. “What are you talking about?”

“Your pupils dilated just now,” she pointed out. “And you’re biting the inside of your cheek, you always do that when you have something on your mind. Is something wrong? You want me to help you out with anything?”

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[holysouthside]

Confident Bucky is my kink

[yoinkszoinks]

You can understand me? [Bucky x fem!reader] SERIES

Summary: You were currently in Bucharest, Romania, due to your job as a professional dancer. Your dance partner had offered to give you a tour of the capital but at last minute she bailed. You didn’t speak an ounce of Romanian, so now you’re stranded in the Capital, basically blind, deaf, and mute. To your luck, a man understood you.

Pairings: Bucky x fem!reader

Warnings: it’s LONG, be prepared to reaD

A/N: you can choose whatever language it is your speaking. The bold indicates that it’s a language you don’t understand, which includes English. This chapter is based on the time stamp 1:43 till the end of the video. The italics are thoughts.

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Ch. 2 : BAD KITTY!

‘Whoever this guy is, has a huge cat fetish’ you thought, as you tried to get up, seeing how he actually had claws too. 

“Get the bag and go! I’ll be right behind you!” James ordered before he started fending off the big bad kitty. 

Not wasting time, you ran to the bag and made a run for it. You prayed to the heavens that everything went fine. 

‘Alway’s stay wary of your surroundings, even a sunflower field can be lethal if you’re not careful,’ you reminded yourself, shaking your head as the image of the man who raised you popped up in your head. 

Reaching the edge of the building you made a jump for it. ‘At least that old man taught me something useful.’ you thought bitterly as you felt the harsh breeze as you were coming down.

B U C  K Y ’ S   P O V

After Y/n and I came tumbling down on the floor, my senses went overdrive. Whoever this person was seemed to have something personal against me, and that worried me for Y/n’s safety. 

“Get the bag and go! I’ll be right behind you!” I told her before going to attack the person.

Throwing a punch at him, he dodged but I saw Y/n picking the bag and running behind him. Seeing that I was distracted the guy threw a combination of attacks until he looked behind him seeing Y/n midway of the building. He made a move to go after her but I attacked him.

One thing lead to another and here I was on my back against the floor. Barely blocking his claws with a wooden bar. Taking this opportunity to look for Y/n and I saw she leaped off the building.  Seeing as she was away from us, I could fully focus.

Holding the guy’s claws, I heard the sound of a helicopter nearing us. I kicked him off me and made a run for it, leaping off, the man in the suit followed me like a shadow. Reaching the ground I got a glimpse of Y/n a couple of yards away. Instinctively, I charged more, hoping to get to her sooner.

Catching up to her, I grabbed her hand, something I’ve been doing so much today. She turned her head to me, I could see the worry in her eyes. I squeezed her hand in reassurance, something that took me in surprise. We were reaching a dead end of this high surface, that only had the freeway under. I felt myself slow down in hesitance, but Y/n kept the same pace, squeezing my hand offering me a small smile. 

Without a second thought, we both lept off, once we both made contact with the ground beneath us we let go of each other. 

“Stay behind me okay?” I told her as I darted off. 

“Oh sure, leave me the big kitty cat!” you snapped back taking off after me. 

A chuckle escaped my lips. I led Y/n through the highway, noting that the ‘big kitty’ was gaining upon us, as well as police cars. ‘I just need to get her out of here,’ I thought. As I jumped on top of a car, I worried if you’d be able to do the same, but that was washed away when I heard your graceful landing. 

“You’re full of surprises, Angel,” I called out to her.

She really was. The fighting, her keeping up with me, having a good reaction to all this chaos. ‘Just who exactly are you, Y/n?’ I thought. 

“Tour guide, I can’t see him anymore, I think he got on a car!” You informed me. 

I grunted at the fact, ‘we’ll have to make dues with this,’ I thought as I pushed someone off their motorcycle. I saw Y/n by me, waiting for the right time to leap onto the bike with me. 

Seated on the bike, she quickly wrapped her arms on my waist, latching herself onto me. Speeding off and weaving between cars to evade our followers. 

“He’s coming!!!” you cried, burying yourself more onto me. 

Looking through the side mirrors, I saw how he leaped towards us, but because Y/n was behind me she was on the receiving end. Quickly, I turned using my arm to grab the cat man by the neck before he could cling his claws on Y/n. I held him on the side by the neck when I saw Y/n  land a kick on the guy, which I used as an opportunity to throw him off. 

The Catman grabbed me by the shoulders, using his momentum to tilt the motorcycle. I felt your grip tighten on my waist, I instinctively dropped my metal arm on the ground to prevent us from falling. 

“BAD KITTY!!” I heard you yell in English with a thick accent.

I looked over to see you kick the Catman on his abdomen sending him a couple yards away. Quickly I pushed off from the ground, moving my arm behind to keep you in place. 

“There’s a Birdman and a hanging kitty coming our way!” You informed me. 

“From my bag get out a black device and hand it over to me!” I instructed, feeling her move around, I saw the device in my peripheral vision. 

Grabbing it I threw it on the ceiling of the highway, right before exiting to the open area. I felt your jolt as you buried yourself onto me, in fright I supposed. I gripped the handles tighter, stepping on the accelerator to go faster. 

“James watc–” you were cut off as the motorcycle was thrown to the side, sending us off. 

Swiftly, I removed your arms from my waist, so I wouldn’t break my fall on them. I heard your groan as we hit the concrete, which worried me as I saw a glimpse of the Catman beside you. My tumbling came to an end and I promptly turned to you seeing your unresponsiveness I lifted you to me.

As I managed to place you on top of me, I checked your pulse. The Catman lunged at us, with his claws ready for blood, whether it be yours or mine. Fear coursed through me as I couldn’t find a pulse from you and the fact that this Catman was probably gonna land his attack on you. 

Suddenly, Steve tackled the man away from us. I used this moment to sit up and find your pulse. Moving your hair away from your neck, I saw a particular mark that I recognized instantly. Your eyes fluttered open, and you quickly pushed me away and stood up, covering your neck. 

‘It all makes sense now,’ I told myself, as I stood, looking at you. 

Y O U R    P O V

You broke eye contact with James, turning your attention to the loads of police cars that barricaded us. Suddenly, a man in an iron suit landed in front of James and the Kitty. His weapons pointed toward you all. James, pushed you behind him in a protective matter, which didn’t go unnoticed by the super soldier. 

“Congratulations Cap, you’re a criminal.” you heard iron sporter speak. 

The special forces went behind you guys, roughly pushing James down to his knees. You were confused, as they grabbed you as well. 

“Let her go! She’s innocent!” You heard James yell. 

“It’s sweet that you want to protect your little girlfriend, but the moment she decided to be with you, she’s just as guilty as you.” The man in the suit replied. 

The special forces, kicked the back of your legs to force you down. James pulled against the men, “I said to let her go!” 

“Or what? Never thought you’d be an overprotective type” 

Within seconds, James was slammed on the floor, making you gasp. Sooner than you could comprehend everyone was placed in a car, you and James in glass cells. You were being transported who knows where. 

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[sunmoonandeddie]

spilled wine

pairing: king!bucky barnes x reader

word count: 3,346

summary: You’re nothing more than a servant who happens to warm the bed of the king.  At least, that’s what you thought you were.

warnings: Some swearing, little bit of violence

a/n:  This was written for @cametobuyplums‘s 2000 Plums Writing Challenge!  Congratulations!  My prompt was “Pour moi, c’est toi la plus belle : to me, you are the prettiest.”  Also, shout out to my betas that basically agreed to read this because we’re in a group chat and I’m a brainless noodle that needs all the help I can get: @wastedavenger @curvybihufflepuff @siren-kitten-his @starwarsgazer Let me know what y’all think!

You were angry.

No, angry was too simple a word.  You were vexed, aggrieved, irate.  And you had every god damn right to be.

Well, kind of.

“What has you all riled up?” Wanda asked as she sidled up next to you.  You were two peas in a pod with your matching servant’s dresses.  They were slightly nicer than your usual uniforms, trading plain brown wool for dark blue muslin.

“Nothing,” you said with a huff as your eyes landed on the King, who was currently twirling Princess Natalia around the ballroom.

But your best friend was as observant as ever, her eyes following your gaze.  “She’s beautiful.”

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[baelatargaryen]

Wipe him and start over.

[holysouthside]

I can hear his pain and this scene through the gifs. Sebastian Stan is truly a remarkable actor.