Summary: You meet two cocky men. Biker. How can you not fall for them?
Pairing: Biker!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader x Biker!Bucky Barnes
Characters: Ayo, Okoye, Natasha Romanoff
Warnings: none so far
A/N: I decided to turn this one into a collection of drabbles about Biker!Stucky and our reader.
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“Nice bike,” Ayo swoons as another biker slows his bike down to park next to his friends. “I bet it costs more than my car.”
“What is that guy doing? Why is he pointing two fingers at me?” you cock your head as a brunette biker points two gloved fingers at you. “Did you see?”
He smirks while running his fingers through his short strands as you talk to your friends.
“He’s hot,” Ayo hums to herself. She’s not talking about the guy looking in your direction. She points at an even bigger man, with long blonde locks. “Uh-look at the other one.”
“Ayo, stop staring at them,” crossing your arms over your chest you huff. “I don’t think you want to get involved with a biker. Those men are dangerous, and you don’t know if they are involved in crimes or stuff.”
“Just look at him,” you roll your eyes as Okoye agrees with Ayo. “Yeah, take that leather jacket off. Show off your muscles, babe.”
“Okoye, stop,” she snickers. “We don’t know these men.”
The guy points two fingers at you again. He chuckles as you stare in his direction. “Do you think he’s flirting with me?”
“Maybe,” Ayo says. “Go over there and ask him.”
“No way,” you huff. “If he wants to flirt with me, he should come over here. Pointing two fingers at a woman won’t make her fall for you.”
“Ladies,” you squeak as a tall blonde suddenly stands next to you. He points two fingers at the brunette, laughing as the biker gives him a wink, “sorry but that cocky guy greeted me. He didn’t want to scare you, doll.”
You look up at the tall biker. He’s running two gloved fingers over his thick beard, humming as you huff next to him. “I wasn’t scared. I just didn’t understand why he was pointing his fingers at me.”
“That’s how we greet each other,” the blonde explains. “Especially when we drive past a fellow biker. Bucky just likes to mess with me.” He chuckles loudly. “That man will make me lose my mind one day.”
“He’s your man,” Okoye sighs deeply. “What about the guy next to him? You know, the sexy man candy.”
“Sam? He’s single for a few months,” the blonde shrugs. “If you want to, I can introduce you to my club. What about you, doll?”
His eyes search yours. “I’m good over here. If my friends want to talk to your gang, it’s fine by me.”
“Y/N don’t be such a spoilsport,” Ayo teases. “I’ll go over there and say hi to that tall blonde hunk. Okoye, you are coming?”
“Count me in. Y/N, come on. You need to loosen up for once. No one can always be the good girl," your friends make their way toward the little group of bikers while you are glued to the spot.
“Don’t you want to get to know Bucky?” the blonde still stands next to you.
“Good girls don’t do biker,” you snap back at the biker. “I think you should leave me alone.”
“Doll,” he dips his head to purr in your ear, “Don’t you know. Good girls are just bad girls who haven't been caught yet. What do you say? Let me introduce you to Bucky. You know, he has a thing for good girls. He loves to ruin them.”
You whimper as the brunette walks toward you and the blonde.
“What?” you choke out while staring up at the tall blonde biker.
I am losing my mind. I started reading a fic yesterday and now I can't find it. Reader and her husband live across the street from rude bikers Steve and Bucky. Husband flakes on 1st anniversary date because they take him as he owes them money. Husband offers wife as payment. Reader is kidnapped and then it gets dark and dirty. I think it was multichapter.
I'll be honest, I'm not sure if it was here, AO3 or wattpad but ive been looking for an hour with no luck.
Sound familiar to anyone?
Update!
WooHoo, I found it on AO3. I think the writer has a blog here under abstractnerddreams but I couldn't find this particular story here.
Here's the link...
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Feared bike gang leaders, Steve and Bucky, are emotionless and strong minded, normally not a good mix, but they make it work. What happens when woman gets involved?
Dividers by @firefly-graphics
Warnings: attempted kidnapping, physical assault, mention of spoken assault
Not proofread 💀
The night was calm, no noise. Despite that Bucky couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning, but being careful to not wake Steve.
Giving up on a restful night sleep Bucky got out of bed, moving to the living room to do some work. Arriving to the destination, he take his designated chair, a lonesome arm chair. He grabs maps of the town, pens, note pad and other essentials for the job at hand.
Without realising he picks up Steve’s drawing book, making a smile appear on his face, flipping over the pages at each drawing, Bucky was often Steve’s muse for drawing, but in the newer pages were drawing of a woman.
His first thoughts went to Peggy, the first woman Steve ever loved, but these drawings were different, looking an awful lot like the neighbour, making Bucky have a sneaky thought of Steve having a thing for her.
He and Steve had been in a three way relationships before, mostly ending in good notes, he didn’t really oppose of the idea.
He was torn out of his thoughts by screaming.
“Bye, Mary” you wake off your last customer of the night.
It’s a little late, 8:30, and it’s already dark, then again it it winter, so of course it’s going to be darker earlier.
You’re quick to close up the store, you know the dangers of the dark. As soon as you double checked the doors were locked you rush to your car.
Watching the scenery past by, you let out a breath, it had been a horrid day at the cafe. Someone thought it was okay to yell at one of your employees, so you threatened the police and told them to leave.
They threaten you but you doubt they would do anything. Bucky had came in shortly after, you two had gotten close.
He has been coming in once every few days, one time he came in after volunteering at a soup kitchen, you offered to go next time with him. It was fun, you helped people, and one woman, Lucie, she was coming in with her three kids and she told you how she could barley afford her home, so you offered her a job at your cafe.
You had yet to meet Steve, the way Bucky described him made him sound like the most friendly person in town.
Making you’re way home you realise how actually dark it is, the sun had long gone down, and less people have been around, but there were a few cars, speaking of cars…you look in your rear view mirror, that car been behind you for a while.
You double check it, you see a blonde blob of hair and he waved to you with a friendly smile, you let the breath you didn’t know you were holding in.
It’s Steve
You loosen your grip on the wheel, not realising how tense you were.
The rest of the ride was was problem-free, as you park your car you notice Steve has four friends with him, he is also in the middle of the road.
When you get out the car you hear the door open, you look over to see Steve smile towards you, you try to smile back but you couldn’t, there’s a somewhat evil glint in his eyes.
“Hello Steve” you gulp.
His grin widens but doesn’t say anything as his friends get out the car, one of them is the man that yelled at one of your workers.
Your mouth gapes, stuck between closing and staying open.
“Steve…?” You try.
“That’s not Steve sweetheart” the man who you met earlier today responds.
You close you door and take a step back, watching them, all five of them are staring at you, you take a quick glance at the door before shooting off to try and get into your house before they can get you.
As you get to the door you feel someone grab your waist, pulling you back, you scream in response.
“Please-please, don’t hurt me!” You scream, the only people who can help you are in the house opposite you, as all you other neighbours are ages away. If you get out of this you’re going to talk how bad the housing placement is on Facebook.
“No,no,no” that’s the only word that comes out your mouth as he drags you by your arm to the car. Another man comes to grab your other arm as the man who was in your cafe comes on front of you.
“This is what you get when you disrespect hydra”
You struggle as he raises his arms, the next thing you know is the ground, as raised his arm again when a voice calls out.
“Brock! What the fuck!?” You look up to see Bucky running over without a shirt.
When Bucky gets over to you he sees your bloody nose, which has a small bit that has dribbled down.
“Barnes!” A man who was near the car yells over to Bucky, wrote running over to where the men are holding you.
The men let go of you the moment they see Bucky, you crawl away as soon as they do.
“Brock, what are you doing” Bucky asks when the man at the car comes over.
Brock took a quick look at you, then at bucky, no fear, no guilt, no nothing in his eyes, like he did it care what his friends could have done to you.
“They told me she stole grant’s car, Y’know, the one his dad gave him?” He seemed so unbothered by it, as if walking about the weather.
You look at one of the men who grabbed you, black hair and a sharp jaw line, you start to sweat when he slowly looks towards you. You try to wobble away as he takes a step towards you.
“Tell anyone about this, we’ll gut you” you shake as he slowly creeps away, Bucky and Brock still almost yelling at each other,
“We’ll discuss this later” Bucky hisses, looking at all their faces before nodding off, signalling for them to go.
They do as directed and scurry off as soon he was was looking at you. You looking at him, breathing heavily, not believing that happened.
“Are you hurt anywhere else?” Bucky asks as he kneels down. You didn’t see him get this close to you, he’s very close to you, you could have probably been able to smell him if not for the bloody nose. You can’t help but blush when he gently cradles you face, getting a look at the damage of your nose.
You try and not sound like you’ve run a marathon, but you continue to pant.
“I-I don’t, don’t know why-“ you pant again, only to end up with tears in your eyes.
“Shhh, it’s okay darling” he shushes you, still holding your cheeks.
You sniffle as you nod. God, can’t I just act normal? For once?!
“You don’t have to speak, okay? You just gotta nod, can you do that?” You stare at him, shaking, not fully hearing him, you didn’t know how it when but…a ringing had been going on in your ear.
“Darling, do you understand?” He grips your cheeks slightly, getting your attention.
You shake your head up and down. It may seem silly but it seems like those men will come back if you did a single thing wrong.
“Y/n-y/n, darling, can I bring you to my house? I promise you, you’ll be safe. I’ll protect you”
You nod, your arms shaking as he helps you up. He pulls you to his side, his hand rests comfortably on your shoulder, guiding you across the street.
Jesus fucking Christ, why-what? Hydra, what even is that? That man…that rude man, he came into your shop just hours ago-and for what? To be rude? How did he find you? Jesus, what-
“Steve” you flinch as the sudden sound, not expecting it. You look around to see you’re inside Bucky’s house, with a blonde man at the top of the stairs.
She slowly looks to you, you feel your heart stop when your eyes meet. You quickly evert you eyes to the floor.
“Buck-” the blonde starts only to be cut off by brunette.
“Steve, darling, I promise I’ll explain later” he nods as Bucky practically drags me to a room.
You watch your feet as he guides you to a seat, a comfy one at that.
He takes a set opposite you. As he does you take a moment to appreciate the aesthetic of the room- well, it was more of a study, with book shelves filled with countless books and nick nacks.
“Doll” your eyes shoot over to meet Bucky’s.
“What happened? How did it start” you close your eyes, feeling a little bombarded with the questions.
“I-” you interrupt yourself with a gulp.
You try to think back, but it’s all fuzzy. You can’t make anything else.
“I-uh, can’t remember…” you stare wide eyed at Bucky, expecting him to get angry, but he does the complete opposite.
“It’s okay” he gives you a reassuring smile.
“I know you might be a little scared to go back home” you slowly meet his eyes before he continues “so I’m offering you to stay here for a few days”
Your eyes widen “y-you don’t need to do that”
“I insist”
You given him a small smile, “thanks buck”
“It’s okay, doll”
“Bucky, what’s wrong?” Steve askes as soon as Bucky got into their shared room.
Bucky was previously showing you to the room where you’d be staying.
“Brock. Him and some of his friends attacked her”
Steve looks at Bucky in confusion.
“Brock? Why did he attack her?”
Bucky walks towards a desk before responding, “I don’t know, I didn’t get anything about of him” Bucky tells him as he sits in the seat, undoing his tie.
They share a look in the mirror before Steve gives him a small smirk.
“You’re gonna beat the shit out of him, arnt you?” They share a smirk.
“I don’t like him, and he hurt…her” the joking atmosphere changed to a tension one. Bucky had really grown attached to you.
“Just don’t do it now, she needs you”
Bucky gives him a hum, nodding.
“She is cute up close” Steve gives a little chuckles before leaving the room to get ready for bed
AHhHh, I sorry haven’t updated in a while, schools been hectic, and I’ve got an practical exam coming up next month, I’ll try and update more.
ALSO HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE hope you have a good start of the year
Hi, nonnie. I'm not venturing specifically into biker Stucky at this time for my own reasons. I'm sorry.
My tattoo boys do have motorcycles and my beefy!florist Bucky will also have a motorcycle. There is a possibility of discussion of biker gangs in an upcoming Steve fic, but it may also be mob. I just have to see where the muse takes me.
Feared bike gang leaders, Steve and Bucky, are emotionless and strong minded, normally not a good mix, but they make it work. What happens when woman gets involved?
Summary: Feared bike gang leaders, Steve and Bucky, are emotionless and strong minded, normally not a good mix, but they make it work. What happens when woman gets involved?
Warning: mentions on sex-trafficking 🚨
Dividers by @firefly-graphics 🌻
You stare at the woman. The woman in question is currently going through everything about the house. She’s been going on for ages, it’s hard to keep focus.
“Miss” you gain her attention.
“How come the previous owners left?”
She looks at you for a few moments, making you think you might have not have said the question out loud.
“The neighbours” she starts, taking a quick look out the window, as if looking for them.
“They have bikes- motorcycles, and they are a little loud” she shrugs, as if apologising. “They had a baby on the way, and the noise was too loud for the baby, so they’re selling it” she gulps, fearing she might have made you not want the house no longer.
“Is that why it’s a little cheaper then the surrounding houses?”
She gives you a nod, looking down, then quickly back to you.
“I’ll take it” you send her a smile.
“There’s a new neighbour” Bucky notes, staring out the kitchen window with a cup of coffee in his hands.
He watches you carry boxes from your car, you’re house is opposite to his, giving him the perfect view to watch you. The houses are a good distance apart from the other homes on the rows, each house a good two minute walk from the next, while yours and there’s are opposite.
Steve wraps his arms around Bucky’s waist, resting his head on Bucky’s shoulder, snuggling in.
“He pretty?” Steve muses, squeezing Bucky’s waist.
“She is” Steve raises his head at that, he stares out the window to see the new neighbour.
Bucky’s right, she is pretty, and looks so cute in that sundress she’s wearing.
Bucky looks at his watch which rests on the hand that’s holding his coffee, Steve also look at it from behind his shoulder.
“We need to get down to the club, we have that meeting about the attacks” Steve informs his partner.
“We don’t need a meeting, we need to find those bastards” Steve loosens his hold on Bucky before eventually completely releasing his hold.
“No no, Bucky” Steve tries to get Bucky to calm down, grabbing the mug from his hands before settling it on the side before raising his arms, trying to calm him.
“We’ll get them, they’ll learn what happens to people that prey on children and women” he promises him, grabbing his hand gripping it in his, bringing it to his lips, setting a gentle kiss on it.
“I promise”
You wipe your brow, sweating after getting all the boxes from your car, granted that there were very few boxes but that didn’t mean they weren’t heavy.
You don’t need to do much, you had gotten some people to decorate your new house a few days prior.
They did a good job, you’re thankful you have them a tip.
You take a deep breath, letting it all sink in. You did it, you left, something very few people did in the small town you grew up in.
This town isn’t a completely different from your old home, yes it’s the same size, but it’s a start.
You’ve already gotten everything sorted. A job, a little cafe you had brought. A place to stay, the place you currently are.
Yeah, you had pretty much everything sorted. The cafe doesn’t open for another week, and you need to get everything sorted at your house and at the cafe.
It’s going to be a long week.
That’s what goes through your mind when you’re at your newly owned shop, making sure everything is in order.
“Uh, mr barker?” You call one of the men of the firm you hired to sort out the pipes and other essentials.
“Yes, miss y/l/n?” He ask while walking toward you.
“This will be ready by Monday, right?” You ask, it’s it not ready by then you’ll need to set the opening day back.
“I believe it will be ready before that, maybe Thursday” he guesses, getting a thankful look from you.
“Okay, thank you” you send him another greatly smile as he walks away.
You can’t help but smile, your dreams are about to  actually about to happen, but it makes something feel funny in the bit on your stomach.
It’s been your dream since you were a teenager to own a cafe, and now it’s happening you don’t know what to do.
The feeling of growing up is overwhelming, almost drowning. But this gives you the chance to be independent and make your own mistakes.
You look at the newspaper you had brought before coming here, you were in such a rush you had picked the last one, before buying your drink from the food truck outside and quickly making it to your cafe.
Sex-trafficking ring taken down
you’re a little taken back by the bluntness of the headline. Yes, you knew crime was in this town, it’s in every town.
You decide to read more into it, they might have just over exaggerated it. They might have just taken down a prostitution house or something of that nature. The headlines are what draws people in and makes them buy the paper.
But no, they didn’t do it for this story. There was some men who had kidnapped women and even children. The though of it made you want to vomit.
The loud cheering breaks Bucky away from the little day dream he was having. They gang is yet again cheering for what they helped achieve, helping to take down that trafficking ring, of course the credit went to the police. He had no problem with that.
Steve watches Bucky from the bar, he’s been in and out of it for the past few day, Steve blamed it on stress of the job that had given themselves, but Bucky still looks distressed.
Steve stalks his way to his lover, making sure to make his footsteps heard. Bucky slowly looks from the floor to Steve, then slowly snake up his body, looking at every little detail, before reaching his eyes.
Steve grins at Bucky’s antics, pulling a chair and sitting next to him.
“Hey, jerk” Bucky greets, making the first move to speak.
“Punk” Steve replies, making them both share a grin at the inside joke.
“You helped them” Steve tells him, getting straight to the point, making Bucky groan.
“Steve…” he warns, starting to get up.
“No. Bucky you were the one that found out that they were there, you help them, you saved them” Steve grabs Bucky’s hands, making Bucky stop in his movements.
They stare at each other, before Bucky’s frown slowly pulls into a small, sad smile.
Im gonna try sending this one more time bc apparently tumblr loves eating everything of mine🙃 soooo if you do see this for Biker!thursday imagine this... biker!bucky/steve takes their motorcycle to their usual auto body (random guy's name) Manny's. They get there and when they see "Manny" working on a truck from underneath they call out to him but instead of seeing him it's the reader. And let's just say bucky/steve seeing you covered in motor oil and grease, sports bra on view and overalls hanging loosely around your waist....😳😳😏
omg i looooveeee this especially with biker!stucky because could imagine sliding out from underneath the truck and they’re like “uhh we’re lookin’ for manny?” with raised eyebrows as you roll your eyes like “i’m his daughter, in charge of the shop now. what do you need?” and they’re like 😳
and then imagine them constantly bickering over who gets to ask you out—turning it into a competition and you’re like “what if i want both of you?” and they’re like fuck 😩 and thank god you own the shop because you aren’t exactly quiet with them
