Prompt: DDs: Bucky crying happy tears when he feels his unborn baby moving around in reader’s belly for the first time.
Warnings: None. Just so much fluff :)
Word count: 493
Authors Notes: this is for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club extended drunk Drabbles and writing for dad!bucky is my absolute favourite thing in the world ❤️ he would be an amazing papa!
Since the day you found out you were pregnant with your first baby, Bucky has become increasingly more clingier than usual. Not that his clingy behaviour ever bothered you because it didn’t. You found it quite endearing. He was protective over the two of you; making sure you were comfortable wherever you were sat, making sure you wouldn’t roll over awkwardly in bed to risk harming yourself and your unborn baby. Bucky quickly adapted to the role of a husband and a soon to be a dad.
Bucky was so excited to become a dad that the nursery was painted the same weekend you told him you were pregnant. And after your first scan, a drawer full of baby grows and socks.
“I love you so much.” He whispered in your ear, peppering loving kisses down your neck while spooning you. His hand caressing your little bump.
“We love you too.” You smiled resting your hand atop of his. You heard him take a sharp breath. At first, you thought it was from your endearing words, he knew how much you loved him and you knew how much he loved you.
It wasn’t until you felt his dog tags and chest shake against your back did you turn to look over your shoulder and noticed he was sobbing. Tears running down his cheeks, leaving a wet trail behind them. “What’s wrong baby?” You lifted your hand and rested it on his bearded cheek. He inhaled some deep breaths and sniffled, burying his face back into the comfort of your neck, breathing in your familiar scent he loved so much.
“She’s... moving.” Bucky sighed, more tears filling up in his eyes. The last time you ever saw him this emotional was your wedding day. “I can feel her moving against my hand baby.” Another sob broke out, encouraging your own tears to well up in your eyes. His hand moved around your belly. “God, it’s so beautiful. She’s moving.” His tears fell against your hot skin.
“It is beautiful. I think she just loves her daddy’s hands. I don’t blame her because I do too.” To emphasise, you interlocked your fingers with his and squeezed. “I can’t wait for her little fingers to grasp your beard and hair either.” you chuckled, your fingers stroking his beard.
“Doll.” Bucky’s voice cracked as he cried so many happy tears just imagining his baby girl laying on his chest and pulling his hair.
He was so happy because he never once thought this day would ever come. That the day would come where he would have an opportunity not only to have the most beautiful wife in the world, but an opportunity to have a child, a family. Bucky has been waiting for this day ever since your first scan.
And now that he has felt your unborn baby girl move around inside you. The chances of him keeping his hands off your belly were slim to none.
“I’m sorry, what did you just say? I was too busy getting lost in your eyes.” With any character 💙
Thanks for the prompt @bugsbucky . This drabble too is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club
Title: Lost in His Eyes
Pairing: Chris Evans x reader
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: suggestive ending
Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.
You stare across the table at Chris. He is talking about something, but you've found yourself lost in his beautiful blue eyes.
They sparkle in the candlelight as he talks about something that amuses him.
You're completely lost in the depths of his eyes that it takes you a moment to realize he's stopped talking.
You blink and let out a breath as the romantic music playing in the background fills your ears
"Don't you agree?" he asks, a grin playing on his lips. He knows you haven't been paying attention.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" you ask. Then, channeling your inner sex goddess, you add, "I was too busy getting lost in your eyes."
Chris arches an eyebrow before saying, "I've heard they're even better close up. Maybe you'd like to come closer."
You push your chair back and walk around the table. Then, instead of sitting in the chair next to him, you grab the napkin from his lap and toss it onto the table.
Suddenly remembering the candle, you both quickly look to make sure the napkin hadn't hit it.
After confirming it didn't, Chris shoves his chair back and you throw a leg over his lap before sitting down, facing him.
Leaning in, you lick his lips, teasing him before you kiss him.
Dinner is completely forgotten as the two of you get lost in each other and your desire.
What started with you getting lost in his beautiful eyes, ends with the two of you on the floor with your clothes scattered all around you.
“I would be crying on my wedding day simply because it would be a miracle it was even happening.”
With any character 💙
Drunk Drabble #6 - Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 196
“Why am I so weepy?” you wailed to Nat and Wanda. You had been watching a new show called Bridgerton and every little romantic gesture turned on the waterworks. You were at the wedding scene when Bucky walked in and noticed the kleenex touched to your nose.
“What’s wrong doll?” You pointed at the screen but said nothing as you choked back a sob. He sat next to you and pulled you close. “Awh, sweetie, are you crying over a wedding.”
You turned back to him, mildly affronted. “Yes! I’d cry over any wedding; I’d cry over OUR wedding.”
Bucky hugged you and chuckled low in your ear. “I would be crying on my wedding day simply because it would be a miracle it was even happening.”
You choked on a laugh. “Bucky!” You swatted at him, but your grin turned watery. It was the first time he had even said the word ‘wedding’ in your presence.
Nat and Wanda looked over at the two of you with matching smirks. “So when are we getting the two of you down the isle? Soon I hope?” Nat gave you an exaggerated wink.
Prompt: Bucky was busy baking cookies all morning and his daughter sneaks in to eat them all when he falls asleep in the chair.
Warnings: None - Fluff, Dad!Bucky is adorable
Authors Notes: This is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club. It’s been a long while, but I’m happy to be back writing and I won’t be doing a taglist for a little while until I get back into the swing of things. Thank you my lovely @jobean12-blog for beta’ing ❤️
Word Count: 655
For Bucky, the best thing about Friday’s was the free time he had to bake some fun chocolate chip cookies that he knew his little girl Mary would love to eat after dinner. The cookies were already out of the oven and cooling down on the side while he got to work in mopping the kitchen floors and wiping down the counters before he took his break in his comfy reclining chair in the living room. It didn’t take long for Bucky to start to feel sleepy, the lack of sleep he had last night was catching up to him and he dozed off in his chair with the TV still on in the background.
Mary had gotten bored playing with her dollhouse and headed into the kitchen to see what she could get her dad to make her with her puppy eyes. Mary’s nose twitched when she got closer to the kitchen, her eyes widening to the size of the cookies laying on the cooling rack. Her mouth was watering with want. With tippy toes, she sneaked into the living room to find her dad fast asleep in the chair, she listened out for those soft snores and grinned mischievously when she heard them. Mary quietly made her way back to the kitchen to drag a stool over to the counter that the cookies were on, she carefully climbed up, her knees resting on the cushion and she reached out to take a cookie.
“Just one.” She said to herself, her chunky fingers holding the cookie to her mouth where she took a huge bite out of it. Her mouth watered from the taste, her dad made the best cookies. Her eyes flickered between the rack of cookies and the living room, she stopped crunching if there any signs of Bucky stirring.
One cookie, turned into two cookies, which turned into the whole batch. Mary had demolished the 12 cookies and the chocolate from the chips smeared over her fingers, mouth and nose. She couldn’t wash herself yet but her puppy eyes got her out of a lot of trouble, usually.
Mary climbed down off the stool and like a scolded puppy, she walked to where her dad was still asleep. Her fingers poked him in the chest and he stirred.
“Daddy.” Mary whispered, watching Bucky’s eyelids move. “Daddy wake up!” She gently tapped his cheek and his eyes shot open. For a few moments, he’s confused until he sees the chocolate all over Mary’s face.
“Where- where did you get that chocolate from?” His voice was hoarse and dry. He noticed the crumbs that had stuck to her cheeks too.
“What chocowate?” Mary did what she did best and pouted her bottom lip, giving her best puppy eyes she could muster.
“Doll.” As hard as Bucky tried, he couldn’t keep the wide grin from spreading on his face. She was always adorable and he could never scold her.
“Daddy I don’t know what happened but I was- I went in the kitchen and some cookies fell off the thingy and-and-and I’m sowwy daddy.”
“Huh, you mean to say the Cookie Monster came in here and gave them to you? Does that sound about right?” Bucky laughed in his mind, knowing if they had a dog, she wouldn’t hesitate to blame the poor pooch either.
Mary nods her vigorously and puts her hands behind her back. “That’s it!”
“How many did he feed you?” Mary held up 10 fingers, Bucky’s eyes almost fell out of his head that she could eat that many, but then she added an extra two fingers. “Oh dear...” he sighed and kicked the mechanism down with his feet. Bucky put his hand on her shoulder and lead her towards the bathroom. He didn’t mind, not really. He would just have to make more and make sure to keep them out of the way of the cookie monster that lives in the house.
Request: Here I am again my love! Ok so now I’m thinking about Bucky and the reader having to do Spring cleaning but not just washing the floors and windows and all but like cleaning out the closets and clothes and all that!!! Thank you so very much! Love you🥰💕
Warnings: fluff, teasing, a little language, sexual tension, Bucky’s beefy body on show.
Word Count: 792
Authors Notes: thank you to my love @jobean12-blog for sending this in for me to write! I’m really sorry I went off track slightly and I hope you’ll still like and enjoy it! 💕
Requested by: @jobean12-blog
Sitting back on your heels, you lifted your favourite shirt that had been thrown out of the closet and sighed. It was a spring cleaning day for you and Bucky, the windows were already cleaned and the floors were washed, they were still wet and you were waiting for them to dry before you could walk on them. So the next task was your closets.
“Do I really have to get rid of this?” you pouted, holding the raggy material under your nose. It hadn’t been washed in a long while and the last time you wore it, you vaguely remember it didn’t fit.
“Yes doll. That’s the whole point of spring cleaning.” Bucky chuckled, throwing some old shirts of his own on the floor and kneeling on his knees as he threw the old garments into a black bag for charity.
“Hey I remember when I bought that shirt for you!” you giggled, taking it out of his hands and holding it against his chest. You bought him the Black Sabbath shirt before he got beefed up, now the thin material pooled above his belly button creating a crop top effect when he wore it. “What if I wear it?!” you grinned now holding it against your chest, the size not much better.
“Doll!” Bucky warned, shaking his head. “We are spring cleaning, not hoard cleaning. Now gimme that shirt and start filling the bags!”
Your pout turned into an exasperated huff and folded your arms across your chest. “Don’t speak to me like that mister.” Bucky laughed and shoved your shoulder, causing you to stumble backwards on your back giggling uncontrollably as he hovered above you.
“Sorry m’lady.” he pecked your lips and peppered wet kisses over your face.
“Buccccckky!” you whined and pressed your hands firmly against his chest. With a chuckle, Bucky sat up and stretched his hand out for you to take. A deep tomato red blush patted your cheeks as the two of you carried on with your duties.
Putting the worn-out shirts and hoodies in the black bag and putting them to one side, it was time for the next task. Jeans, and Bucky grabbed a couple of pairs from the hangers, sifting through the deep pockets before discarding them into a separate bag. You heard him gasp and saw the blush creep up to his cheeks, it couldn’t be from the kiss attack earlier.
“What’s up love?” you wondered, adjusting your sitting position so you were sat cross legged on the floor.
“Um…” he coughed and tossed something over the side of the room. “An old condom.” you hunched over laughing, trying to stifle it with your hands and you shook your head.
“Why do you have that in your pocket?” you teased, wiggling your eyebrows at the embarrassed and blushing beefy man in front of you.
“I don’t really remember.” he laughed, scratching the back of his neck. “It’s a smaller size… before I you know… beefed up.”
“I’m sure it would still fit Bucky. You might have beefed up, but that hasn’t.” you giggled, pointing to his southern area, loving the way he drops his head down to his lap, embarrassed by this conversation.
“You’re wrong sweetheart. When I beefed up, everything beefed up. And besides, who was it that kept telling me what a big boy I am?” oh no, now it’s his turn to tease and you laugh harder.
“Anyway, this spring cleaning is really fun! What should we get to eat?”
“Oh no. Don’t try and change the subject doll.”
“Ugh fine. By big boy, I was actually referring to your… um, muscles.” On cue, Bucky pulls his shirt over his head and flexes his bicep muscle, going the extra mile and making you blush uncontrollably when he kisses the bump. You marveled at his incredible form. His defined pec muscles, his abs. Your favourite was definitely his thighs, and you’ve had plenty of rides on them. His fluffy grown out beard was definitely a plus. Your dazed stare didn’t go amiss by the soldier, your eyes full blown as you took in every bump and crevice on his body. You snapped back to reality when he cleared his throat, grinning like a maniac.
“How much more do we need to do?” Bucky wondered, putting his shirt back on much to your disappointment.
“Um, we still have the shoes and some DVD’s to go through.”
“Ugh fuck. Alright baby. I’m gonna order us some pizza.” Bucky stood to walk out to grab his phone when you called his name, he turned back and smiled.
“Can you order some dessert too for later please baby?”
“Sure, what would you like?”
“Hmm, I kind of fancy a slice of Bucky Barnes naked.” you winked and laughed when he growled loudly, stomping his way towards you.
Prompt: “You’re an absolute pain in my ass!” “Sorry doll, did I go too deep last night?”
Warnings: light teasing, Bucky always comes as a warning okay, fluff.
Word Count: 275
Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club ❤️
There was just something satisfying about the way a blade chopped up the onions on the chopping board, either it was the easy glide, or the chop chop chop sound.
Or you were overthinking the whole thing entirely to take your mind off the fact that your fiancé was being a complete annoying jerk this evening. Every opportunity he had, his fingers would attack your ribs. The smart man stopped however once you began to wield the blade to chop the onions.
You were almost done chopping actually, when his hips bumped into yours.
“Bucky!” You warned, pointing the blade at him and moving back into your space. “Stop it. I’m chopping onions.”
“Really? I kind of figured you were figure skatin’ or something.” Bucky sassed back. With a huff, you put down the knife and glared at the smirking man, who in turn just giggled and stepped away with his hands in the air surrending when you once again picked up the blade.
“You know what? You’re an absolute pain in my ass!” You rolled your eyes and shook your head, failing to stop the grin growing on your lips.
“Aww, sorry doll, did I go too deep last night?” Bucky hugged his six pack and laughed at his own question.
“Oh so you’re so funny. Can you just help me and set the table please?”
“Of course doll! ‘Cause everything I do... I do it for you.” He sang and you laughed at the man child. But honestly, you preferred this Bucky to the broody one you first met 3 years ago. And truthfully? He made you laugh or smile every single day.
Requested by @jobean12-blog : Hello my beauty! So I was thinking what about Bucky and the reader putting something together... could be furniture for a new apt or dad!bucky putting together a new toy or baby furniture!!! Just domestic loveliness!! Thank you so very much❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Warnings: None!!! SO much fluff :)
Word Count: 1,092
Authors Notes: thank you so so much my love for sending in this gorgeous request! I really hope you like it and it’s everything you hoped for I love you!!! ❤️ ❤️
“YAAAAAY DADDY’S BACK!” Your 8 year old daughter Ramona screamed as she ran to the front door after hearing Bucky’s SUV pull up on the driveway. He had gone out to pick up a crib that had just come back in stock, and the two of you were discussing buying Ramona a trampoline since she has been asking ever since she was 5 years old. Since you and Bucky were expecting your second child, a baby boy, you figured now would be a good time to mainly keep her happy since she didn’t take the news of your pregnancy as well as you had hoped.
“DID YOU GET MY TRAMPOLINE DADDY? DID YOU DID YOU DID YOU?” She jumped up and down excitedly as Bucky pulled 2 boxes out of the back.
“No sorry baby. They were out of stock.” he winked in your direction and you shook your head, folding your arms across your chest as Ramona started to bawl her eyes out. “Aww come on sweetheart I’m just kidding. Of course daddy got your trampoline. Couldn’t forget my favourite little girl now could I?” he ruffled her hair and a wet grin appeared on her face and she started screaming with excitement again. Ramona ran to you and you kissed her crown before she ran inside, opening the large patio doors.
“Do you need a hand?” you asked walking to the car and leaning up to kiss your husband on the lips. His beard tickling your chin in the process, you pull away with a slight giggle.
“I know, I need to trim it at some point.” he said as he ran his fingers through the thick hair on his face. “Nah, I’m good doll.” he grunted as he lifted the heavy boxes from the back and set them against the car.
Just as Bucky lifted the first box, Ramona came running out, her little curly hair bouncing as she ran to her daddy, standing in front of him and holding onto his hands to ‘help him carry them in’. He leaned down and kissed her crown like you had done as they walked inside.
Ramona was the glue that stuck you and Bucky together. You were both still living in the compound in Upstate New York when you fell pregnant with her. You were afraid to tell Bucky but he took it extremely well and he couldn’t wait to be a father. He proposed not long after the announcement and the two of you married before Ramona was born. She was a big baby and you gave birth naturally, requiring internal stitches because of the slight complication. But she was healthy and that’s all that mattered. Once she was born, you and Bucky found a lovely 5 bedroom house in a gated community for your growing family. Ramona had her princess bedroom and her own playroom. Bucky had an office since he had stepped down as an avenger to raise a family with you. He was now an admin for the avengers. You were currently 5 months pregnant with your son and even though this one hasn’t been born yet, you couldn’t wait to have more.
The trampoline was the first thing Bucky wanted to build since you could watch her from the window. The frame took around an hour to build since Bucky persisted he wanted his girls inside so they didn’t get hurt. The worst that could probably happen was a sting from a wasp. You later joined him outside just as he was putting the springs on, you did a few but of course by the pressure you needed to pull the springs to hook them into the allocated slots, Bucky was paranoid you’d pull something or harm the baby. But alas, the hooks were in place and all was left was the enclosure. Which Bucky did allow you to help with. To test the springs out, Bucky jumped onto the trampoline, giggling uncontrollably as he bounced up and down. His shoulder length hair flying in the air as he descended back down to earth.
“Wow this is so fun. Ramona! Come and look.” Bucky called her as he wiped the sweat from his brow with the bottom of his shirt and jumped off the trampoline, slightly winded.
“OMG YAY DADDY YOU DID IT! YOU THE BEST DADDY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!” she screeched as Bucky helped her up onto the trampoline.
“Be careful sweetheart.” he winced as she bounced harder than he did and fell onto her back with a laugh. Bucky placed his hands on his hips, still trying to catch his breath.
“Are you okay there old man?” you joked, wrapping your arms around his midsection and snuggling into his chest.
“Totally... fine.” he wheezed and you chuckled. His arms wrapped around you and you stared longingly into each other’s eyes. “I love you Y/N.” he kissed your forehead and you smiled.
“I love you too Bucky.” you leaned up on your tippy toes and kissed him briefly on the lips.
“Right. Next job, the crib. Ladies, are you going to help me?”
“NO!” Ramona screeched still bouncing.
“I will. Come on!” You took his hand and guided him inside the house. He excused himself for a few minutes while he went out to the car to get the flat packed furniture. He returned minutes later with both boxes on his shoulders.
“Oh my god. Look at you macho man.” you chuckled as he set the boxes down and rubbed his shoulder. “Aww I’ll give you a massage later tonight.”
“Hmm love the sound of that.” he winked, ripping the boxes open with his bare hands. You worked as a team; he built while you read the instructions and told him what to do. The crib took way longer than the trampoline because the pieces all looked the same and they weren’t labeled. But eventually, 4 hours after you started the assembly the crib was built, or so you thought. As soon as you moved it into position, it collapsed. You pulled a face and Bucky whimpered.
“I think the leg was on wrong.” you pointed out and Bucky narrowed his eyes at you.
“You told me what to do!” He defended himself.
“Yes but I told you to put one leg on the other side and - you know what. It doesn’t matter. Let’s take a break and do it tomorrow.”
“No way. We’ll do it now, I’m not gonna let this beat me!”
