THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’RE DOING BEFORE YOU DO SOMETHING STUPID
“I LOVE YOU OKAY? HAPPY NOW?”
I’LL NEVER LEAVE YOU
ME BEFORE YOU
GRIND ON ME LIKE YOU GRINDED THAT PILLOW
SERIES
MY, OMEGA / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / **
^^ Out of all the new coming Omegas, will he choose you?
TO LOVE? OR TO KILL?
^^ Can you write one where Bucky and the reader were dating but they got in a huge argument and are ignoring each other so when they go on a mission together Nat has to go too so they don’t fight too much. But when something goes wrong Bucky has to decide on which one to save. The reader, the one he loved, or Nat, the woman who helped him escape. And out of loyalty he chooses Nat
I’M JUST NOT HER / 2 / 3 / 4 / (COMPLETED)
^^ request: Can you pls do one where reader and Bucky are good friends and everyone on the team thinks they have something special. Then the reader likes Bucky but she’s too naïve, only to find out that he has feelings for Nat. Reader then avoids him for a while to go on missions and train hard to ‘be more like Nat’. Want a happy ending too.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / (COMPLETED)
^^ request: Hey :) I have a request for you! I think a fic where the reader is Steve’s sister so she is at the tower and develops a crush on Bucky could be cool, especially if you wrote it! Could be protective Steve and flirty Bucky idk? PS I love all of your stories
NO MORE SEX! / 2 / 3 / 4 / (COMPLETED) **
^^ You and Bucky have a petty little argument, making you frustrated and ending the argument completely saying “fine! Fine! You know what? No physical contact! No nothing for… for 2 months!!”. For the first week it got hard, but then he started playing cruel, teasing games; and you being you can’t help but play a game of your own.
INFATUATION / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / (COMPLETED)
^^ Will your father, Tony Stark, ever accept your love for the man who killed his parents?
It’s been far too long since I've added to this series so I hope yous like this next instalment! :)
PARTS / 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5
Warnings - A/B/O Dynamics, swearing, sexy stuff, idk what else
You skipped down the hallway, humming to yourself your favourite song as you made your way to the mess hall; the smell of French toast, oatmeal and everything else filling your nostrils and almost already putting you in a food coma, your eyes fluttering closed as a smile curled on your face in sheer bliss.
“What’s got you in such a good mood?” Natasha laughed as you skipped toward the ‘alpha table’ pulling a chair out for you to plop yourself onto, the pheromones you were emitting almost blocked out the smell of the food that was being prepared barely a few feet away across from the table. As you sat down you could feel the glare from the surrounding omegas, most likely questioning your worth, questioning why that you were being cared for by not just one, but seemingly ALL the Alphas, questioning everything and anything; this didn’t bother you much anymore, this all being anything but abnormal to you. You didn’t answer Nat’s question, only shrugging your shoulders as you plucked a grape from the bunch on her plate, placing it between your soft lips before sucking on it - it making a pop sound as it went in your mouth. “I’m always like this” you smiled, going to reach for another grape but Nat quickly slapping your hand away and rolling her eyes. “I’m pretty sure you’re lying, and that the reason Miss ‘I’m never always this happy’ is so joyful right now is making his way over here” she chuckled, raising her eyebrows and nodding her head in the direction of the god-like-built alpha that was making his way towards the table. You didn’t have to look to know who she was talking about, you could smell him from a couple miles away, his strong aura and his natural scent was strong enough to disintegrate any other opposing alpha scents in order to gain the high power of the pack.
Last night you had barely slept, you were kept awake thinking of all the possible reasons why James Buchanan Barnes, the alpha every omega lusts for, is lusting for you? Within 24 hours of knowing of one another he had already tried to mark you, in attempt to claim you but failing miserably and biting the wrong gland and his jealousy burning through everything in his path when something isn’t how he wants it; and his odd approach to asking you to be his when he demanded you to not rut with Tony anymore.
You had thought about what you would do, or more like what you should, do.
Like you obviously have a criteria on what you would want for a mate, when it came to physicality though Bucky had most definitely surpassed your ideals and sat himself quite proudly at the godly scale of hotness. But personality is what you’re stumped at, would he care for you? Be soft and warm towards you but cold and stone towards other omegas? Would he be the ‘perfect ideal man’ that every human seems to want? You don’t know. Hence you felt the need to put him through some.. trails? Trial and error. Was this morally wrong?
Probably.
But he’s had his fun, surely this gives you the green light to have your own right?
Bucky took the seat across from you “g’mornin’” he nodded towards Natasha and she replied with a lazy salute; everyone surrounding you could feel the accepting scents of yours and Bucky’s, how it complimented each other and combined into one of the most intoxicating scents in the compound, if the other omegas weren’t already wanting your head for taking away their precious alpha, my god they most definitely do now. You sneakily stole another grape from Nat’s plate, placing it between your lips again as you rested your arms on the table and your chin in your palm, batting your eyelashes at Bucky as you repeated what you did before, popping the grape into your mouth. “Sleep well, Doll? Dreamt of me again?” He smirked, he was uncharacteristically over confident today... he grabbed the unusually large bowl and began indulging in the oatmeal he chose to eat for breakfast. You snickered, rolling your eyes at him. “You wish, I dreamt about my time with Tony.. it was hot. Must do it again sometime.” You giggled to yourself, getting up from your seat, trailing your fingers up his tense bicep as you walked past him, noticing the hint of red illuminating his eyes.
You heard a growl erupt from the alpha table just as you got to the doors of the hallway, pheromones of rage encasing around you and daring you to turn around, you were scared? If he was your mate, would you want to be scared of him?
Lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice the heavy footsteps coming from behind you, nor did you notice the vice-like grip on your wrist before Bucky reached for your waist, turning you around and grabbing the back of your thighs “it’s in your best interest to jump” he growled in your ear, his hot breath fanning over your neck as his teeth grazed along your skin, causing a shiver to cascade down your spine; you did as he said, his hands now firmly gripped on your hips as he turned and pushed the doors open with his back, leaving the mess hall full of angry, envious omegas, glares burning into the back of your head... and Natasha was left there too. “Come on what takes alpha’s so long to get up.” She huffed, checking her watch and pondering how long Steve would take to fix his hair before he came to the mess hall; looking around her she wasn’t fond of being the new prey under the predatory gaze of the omega’s, all their attention now on her since their ‘main boo’ had left.
“Would you all stop staring at me like starved vultures stalking its prey? You all are making an alpha feel uncomfortable” She shuddered as she watched all the omegas blush in embarrassment and turn away. “Speak of Mr. Perfect Hair.” She waved at Steve smiling “Y/N is playing with Buck” she chuckled as he warily took the seat opposite of her. “Sounds like Y/N” Steve joined in with the laughter, stealing a grape from Nat like you did before.
“Oh my god what is it with you people stealing my grapes?!”
Bucky kicked his bedroom door open, almost breaking it off its hinges and then kicking it shut with even more strength if that was even possible. “Did you say that just to rile me up? Grind my gears?” He growled as he dropped you onto his bed, still comfortably positioned between your legs. “You want me to lie?” You answered, innocently biting your lip and causing another animalistic growl to come from him. He started to attack your neck, sucking on the soft flesh as his fingers fumbled with the fabric of your shirt, slipping his hands underneath the thin fabric and running his fingers along your skin and up and down your torso. “I want you now..” he hummed as he ran his hands over your covered breasts as he nipped at your collarbone, goosebumps on your skin rapidly rising as your body reacted to all of his motions; both of you were perfectly in sync with each other, this wasn’t normal, how long had it been since you first met? A week? 2?
“Clearly” you breathed heavily, reaching for the hem of his shirt and pulling at it as a signal for him to take it off. Standing up and moving away from you made you almost miss the way his skin was so warm against yours, you pouted your lips as you watched him smirk down at you, knowing very much well that you wanted him, he was enjoying this way too much; Bucky practically ripped off his shirt, keeping the eye contact with you as he reached down his pants, stroking himself as he enjoyed the sight of you laying on his bed with your legs wide open. Throwing his head back and taking a deep breathe in through his nose he smelt the strong pheromones you were emitting, clearly telling him how much you wanted him to make you his as much as he wanted to. Getting on his knees he kissed your feet and slowly made his way up, making sure to leave open mouthed kisses on every bit of skin he came by, subtly nipping at the skin of your inner thighs as he got closer and closer to where he wanted to be and to where you began to need him to be.
“Didn’t know you were such a giver..” you sighed in contempt, reaching to his head and running your fingers through his soft hair, pulling at it softly earning another growl from him. “I’m not..” he chuckled, reaching for the waistband of your shorts and pulling them down. “And to think you let Tony of all people to see all this first...” he mumbled to himself, admiring the skin he uncovered as he pulled the shorts away from you and throwing them away to god knows where.
As he returned to his previous position, admiring your covered heat, you moved your foot to his shoulder and pushed him away slowly. “Doll?” “Why do you want me?” You asked, him now standing up in front of you, your foot still on his shoulder to make sure he stays put. He laughed a little, thinking of this as some sort of weird joke. “Come on Doll, I don’t need to answer that.” His smile fading as he noticed your facial expression didn’t falter. “Just because Tony’s scent is still on me? That’s why you want me? Can’t handle that another alpha made his way into me before you could?” You questioned, moving your foot away from him as you sat up.
He stayed silent, there were so many reasons why he wanted you, not just for the rut but for you to be his, his mate, his everything, but his ‘bad-boy’ facade and stone faced aura is stopping him from being what he knew you wanted him to be. “You may be some so-called sex god that every omega lusts for but being a mate means so much more, for me anyways.” You stood, grabbing your shorts from where he threw them and pulled them back on. “Show me you care, and then I’ll consider being your mate. But so far all I know is that you’re a jealous ass that wants nothing but power and a different omega to play with every night.” You shrug, going on your tip toes and leaving a chaste kiss on his lips.
“And a little hint.” You turned to him before leaving his room. “Step one is, stop fucking every omega you see. It turns me off when your scent is everywhere like an airborne disease” you chuckle, closing the door behind you as you left him dumbfounded.
Request ~ Thor or any of the avengers, I wanna cry
This gif has basically nothing to do with this fic but eh its cute right?
Warnings // swearing, crying, cheating, all that jazz
You know when they say all the best moments of life flash before your eyes as you take your last breath?
You could now say you had a small glimpse of that feeling. The way that he touched you, kissed you, teased you, the way he made you smile and laugh, all the things he did to you... he was doing to her.
You could feel your heart shattering in your chest, piercing everything inside as your body fell numb. Tears welling up in your eyes, fogging up your vision as well as your hands beginning to sweat. “I-“ you choked up, covering your mouth as you let out a cry, falling to your knees and hanging your head low. He cheated on you, after everything the two of you had been through. And to top it off, he cheated on you with the one woman he assured you that you had nothing to worry about, the woman that he stressed that he had no feelings for anymore, Jane.
Sitting on the floor of your shared bedroom, leaning against the cold door you could hear his heavy footsteps approaching. Swiftly reaching up you locked the door before hearing the handle rattling.
“My lady-“ “I’m not your fucking lady” you spat venomously, wiping away your tears with the back of your hand when you heard Thor sigh as he continued to struggle with the door. Feeling a sudden surge of courage you swung open the door, shocking Thor quite a bit.
“You said there was nothing between the two of you, she was in the past and I was your future. What happened to that? WHY?” You yelled, Thor took in your appearance, your eyes bloodshot and your body was trembling so much.
“Love-“ your hand connected with his cheek before he could say anything else. “You piece of crap!” You choked, tears falling freely down your cheeks as you looked up at him. “I gave up everything for you! My parents didn’t want me to be with you because you’re some freakish god from Asgard, they BEGGED me to settle down with a businessman or some other normal ass guy but NO, I stayed with you.” You hit his chest repeatedly. “Was this all a lie?? Are you still in love with her?? Why the fuck would you do this to me?! Say something you selfish prick-“
Thor grabbed your fists, your tangent coming to a halt as he tried to muster up the words to tell you that she meant nothing, it was a stupid mistake, he shouldn’t have done it. But the only thing that was stopping him was the thoughts of you, how much he must’ve hurt you for doing such a foolish thing.
“I think I may still love her” he lied.
His heart pounded against his chest as if it was screaming, no, begging, for him to stop, “I do not know why I begun this relationship with you so close to when I finished my time with Jane, this must’ve been a mistake.” He continued, the words stung his lips as they spilled from his mouth, the after affect seeming like he had just drank poison.
You deserve so much better, he thought to himself as he looked down at you, his hands twitching to tuck the stray hair out of your face and behind your ear. You deserve a gentleman, someone who wouldn’t do such a stupid thing like cheat, someone who your parents want - a businessman, a kind man.
I’m not worthy enough for a woman like you - he thought to himself, a sad smile daring to curl onto his features.
Your mouth was agape, tears streaming down your face as his words repeated in your head like a mantra. Your legs crumbling from beneath you as you fell to the ground, although you made no sound. Thor wanted with his whole being to crouch to your level, hold you in his arms and apologise for the unfathomable lies he just told you; but his mind worked hard against his body.
“I’m sorry” he said, tears falling from his eyes as he watched your broken figure shake as you cried into your hands. “I love you...” he muttered under his breath, those words left unheard by you as he turned to walk away. A hand on his ankle stopped him in his tracks. “I hope you’re happy with her, that she can give you what I couldn’t..” you cried, letting go of his ankle instantly and covering your face with your hands as you sobbed uncontrollably.
Thor’s mouth hung open, his body frozen in place. You were so kind, despite the fact that he practically broke your heart and soul, fed you lies that he thought was the best thing to say, you still wished him happiness. “Why would you say this?” He questioned, his body burning with the urge to hold you and kiss the pain away. You left his question unanswered, truthfully you couldn’t even hear him, your sobs echoed in your head as if you were screaming into a cave. Thor sat in front of you, his own tears dripping onto the floor in front of you. “Don’t be so kind Y/N.. I deserve so much less..” his voice cracked. Your eyes burned but you raised your head to him again. “I love you Thor, even if the feelings weren’t the same in your direction I still do.” You coughed, your throat feeling like it’s being scratched from the inside.
“You deserve so much better than I, I am sorry..” he whispered, trying so hard not to cry aloud as he stood up from in front of you and turned to walk away. “It’s stupid, really stupid,” you murmur, watching his broad form walk away, his body becoming nothing more but a blur.
Request: @natasha-baggins Do you think you could write some comfort fluff with Jason please? I hate February, there’s been a lot of sadness because of family things this month and more than usual and I need a hug.
Warnings: Saddening, swearing, crying
You cried last night, you cried this morning.
You couldn’t help but cry.
February had been such a shit month for you, family problems, friend problems, your cat dying, all you wanted was just a simple hug.
A hug from him.
Jason hadn’t seen you in days, maybe weeks, you don’t really remember. It’s because of a mission you can only presume as you sat on your bed, staring out of the window as you hugged your knees, watching the rain fall you feel a single tear fall from your eye and travel down your cheek.
You hadn’t talked to anyone in that time but Damian stopped by a few times with Titus to take him for a walk; Dick called you, Tim called you, but you never answered. You didn’t want to answer, you barely had even touched your phone.
Your alarm clock rang, echoing in your bedroom as you looked at it from the corner of your eye. “8AM….” you mumbled, not wanting to move at all so you just let the alarm ring. “I miss you…” you whispered to nothing and no-one in particular, turning to pull your duvet back over your body and nuzzling your face into your pillow, your alarm still ringing; this seeming to be the only way that you had any form comfort for these few lonely weeks.
You couldn’t help but let the tears fall again, all this stress, all this pressure, was just too much for you. You sobbed into your pillow, gripping it tightly so your knuckles became white as you curled into it, not caring if anyone heard you.
Jason pulled out his keys from his pocket, clicking his tongue trying to find the key to your apartment. The mission he was on with Bruce was unbearable, all he wanted was you to comfort him, all he thought about was you, how hungry he was, how much sleep he needs and you again. “Babe?” He called out, throwing his keys in the bowl next to the door and kicking off his shoes.
His heart dropped when he heard what he did, an alarm ringing from your bedroom as you sobbed uncontrollably, naturally he assumed the worst and sprinted to your bedroom, swinging the door open and holding his guns up to the direction of your bed, but to his relief you weren’t being attacked, but seeing you so upset wasn’t any better.
“Baby oh my god.” He gasps, dropping his guns to the floor as he made his way over to you, taking off his jacket so he could hug you properly. He pulled you against him as he sat on the bed beside you, grabbing your alarm clock and throwing it against the wall to make it stop “I’ll buy you a new one later” he mumbles as he ran his fingers through your hair and kissed your forehead as you continued to cry into his chest, gripping onto his shirt. “I’m sorry..” he whispered into your forehead, kissing it again. You were confused, why was he saying sorry?
As if reading your mind like a book, he smiled against your skin. “If no one else will say it to you, I will.” He soothes you, rubbing his hand on your lower back, relieved to hear your sobs calming down. “What’s happened baby? I’m so sorry I was gone for so long…” he whispered, cupping your cheek for you to look up at him. You merely shook your head at him, not wanting to talk about all the that crap you’ve endured. “Do I need to kill Dick? I told him to take care of you while I was gone.” He sighs, moving so he could lay down on your bed, opening his arms for you to lay on him.
You laid on top of him, hugging his neck with your face nuzzled into the crook of his neck, mumbling your answer to him. He chuckled poking your sides. “I can’t hear you with your face in my neck baby” he smiles, peppering your neck and jaw with kisses, glad to hear a giggle escape from your lips. “He called, so did Tim, Damian came over once or twice. But I didn’t answer the phone calls…” you said, resting your chest on his you cupped his face with both hands, running your index finger along the new cuts he had gotten from his mission, admiring the features you had missed so much for these few weeks.
“Why’s that?” He asks, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your hips as he holds you delicately as if you were porcelain and were about to break. You were quiet for a second, running your thumb along his bottom lip before answering; “because I wanted you…” you whispered.
You kissed his lips, relishing in the feeling you’ve longed for so long. He pushed his tongue into your mouth, the grip on your hips getting a little tighter as he kissed you passionately, your tongues moved together perfectly in sync.
Jason couldn’t help but think about you being upset, he hated seeing you cry, so as much as he loved kissing you, he needed to do something about it. “Babe” he pulled away “Do you want me to call dick? His annoyingly optimistic personality seems to cheer you up a lot and Damian is less unbearable when you’re around. I can get Tim to come over too, if he isn’t still attached to his laptop like his dick is with his hand- ow what was that for” you laughed, smacking your hand on his chest.
“I missed you.” You sighed but still smiled at him, resting your head back on his chest. “I missed you too. So, so much.” He smiles sadly, remembering how lonely and practically depressed he was without you by his side. “Next time I go on a mission, you’re coming with me and you can stay in the hotel while I’m out. I can’t stand being away from you for so long..” He suggests, well, more like commands. “I’m okay with that.” You smile up at him, kissing his jaw.
“Do you want me to call my brothers?” He spoke up again after a few minutes of silence, the silence not awkward but just of happiness that you were finally together again. You shook your head “maybe tomorrow.. I just want to be with you tonight.” You whispered, him nodding in agreement. “Whatever you need.” He smiles, squeezing you a little tighter in his arms as if he were afraid of loosing you; well, he always was, but you assured him that you weren’t going anywhere unless you were forced by someone threatening to chop your head off with a spoon, making him laugh at the thought.
“What are you thinking about?” You smiled, his laugh was intoxicating, no matter what mood you were in, just the mere sound of his laugh or sight of his smile made you smile too.
You stomped towards his bedroom door, only to slow down a little when you heard lewd noises coming from within. “Oh fuck...” you heard him moan. “Fuck Y/N” you heard him moan again. If it weren’t for your anger right now you’d happily just jog in and offer him a helping hand. But no.
You pushed open his door, the sight in front of you though was... hot.
He was leaned against the backboard of his bed, one hand running through his hair with his head leaned back, eyes closed as his other hand stroked himself. He didn’t even give himself the time to disrobe properly, the sweatpants he was wearing were only pulled down to his knees.
“What the fuck don’t you knock?!” He snapped out of his moment of pleasure to look at you with shocked eyes, bringing both of his hands to his dick and shielding it from your eyes.
