just had to share my lumby thoughts 🥰 i would sell my soul to spend a day with our favorite beefy man ☺️
also i was watching some random youtube video and the guy was chopping his own firewood and so i of course thought of bucky teaching you how to do it because you keep asking, and at first he’s like ‘i’ll be here to do it for you bunny, you don’t need to know how’ but you’re curious so he eventually caves. but he’s secretly terrified of you hurting yourself even though he’s right there 😂 (i’m also 5’1” and probably look like a child holding an ax so that made me giggle 😂) and then he gives you like the smallest piece of wood and when you manage to chop it in half you’re so excited and he just looks at you like 😍 wow that’s my baby
Lumby
i'm imagining this more towards the beginnings of their relationship. so this is before bunny's turned bucky into the confident, needy, cocky, loving, giant of a menace he truly is. I put the fics/drabbles for them in the order i imagine this series on the masterlist, but they can all be read as stand alones
no because watching you throw on one of his big jackets and a pair of his gloves already has him melting– but the sight of you looking up at him with those eyes he can hardly handle any other day, pleading with a pout and that sweet voice for him to show you how to chop a log "like my lumby does"– truly causes him to short-circuit
he looks at you with awe, his bright blues now giant– a soft and familiar red beginning its bloom across his plump cheeks, the corners of his mouth parting into a wide gape. he breathes in through his nose shakily, his mouth opening and closing in hopes to inhale all the air he could possibly get into his lungs to prevent himself from falling over. he's so enthralled by everything about you– your intelligence, your kind heart, your beauty and the stunning physique that houses it– but the thought of watching you use any of his tools sends tingles all throughout him– knowing you want to use his tools and do things simply because he does them is too much for even his own fantasy. the burning need to see you hold his ax or use one of his knives sends blood rushing through him at an embarrassingly fast rate– not that he'd ever feel embarrassed by the way you turn him on.
after he somewhat processed the question you so saccharinely asked– he's stunned. from the effortless way you manage to always get him flustered or fluttering his eyes in response to your addicting perfumed sway and sweet honeyed voice, yes– but stunned with the knowledge you want to be involved in the work he does, involved in something so personal that bucky has known his whole life.
so no, he doesn't really realize what you've just asked– who could blame the man? with the way your voice praises his work and preens to be involved in an even more intimate part of his life, he wasn’t going to say no. he hardly thought of how much bigger he is than you, just how much weight and years of experience was needed to split the gigantic stump he was set to work on next– he only thought of how you asked something of your bucky and he just had to say yes to you.
so with a hard swallow and a short nod of his head he moves to grab his ax, barely taking his eyes away from your excited gaze. in his heavenly stupor, he forgets just how heavy his ax will feel in your hands, just how big the gigantic stump he currently has laid out for his own 6'4 275-pound muscled form is, just how much damage you can do to your precious body if you didn't have the knowledge and proper sized piece of wood in front of you– what is he thinking? bunny'll hurt herself, his internal monologue immediately worries.
he quickly scrambles in search of a small piece of wood he's already cut– anything that isn't something that could possibly injure his little bunny– and in turn, much to his own fortune and ease of mind, finds a pathetic twig far away from any of the logs he cut himself. tossing it down onto the large stump, he motions for you to step towards the piece of wood that looked like he could've used it as a toothpick if he needed to.
giggling up at his obviously nerve-ridden and anxious frame, you place a hand on his chest hoping to ground him for a moment, his heart beating erratically and hard beneath it. pressing a kiss to the muscle of his chest and then to the corner of his mouth, you rub soft circles into the tension of his shoulders.
smirking you tease, "a branch, bucky? really? I think I can handle a little more than a branch... I take you daily, don't I?" your playful and heavenly giggle calms him, causing a now bright red bucky to nod and look down at your shoe nudging teasingly into his calf. “i’m not that fragile.”
"i know, i know. just don't want you to get hurt bun, you know i'd never forgive myself...." he whispers, tugging your hand in his and dropping a kiss to your knuckle.
"I can handle something a bit more than a twig, buck. besides, i know this really big, strong, sexy man who I was hoping could help me do it. you know... help guide my arms a bit until he's certain I could do it on my own..." you sing, your eyes wide and hopeful looking up at him.
"you keep lookin' at me like that, don't think you'll ever be doing a damn thing on your own, bunny..." he groans, his hands clinging to your waist and bringing you close to him. your hands tug themselves inside the pockets of his heavy flannel, bringing his thick chest flush to you.
you smile brightly, your beautiful glow and joyous twinkle of your eye taking his breath away for a moment. he brushes his thumb across your jaw, tracing over your lip and sweeping over your cheekbone. cupping your face he moves in slowly, brushing his plump lips over yours until you both have the other wrapped in the tightest embrace. soft moans and gasps of air permeate the air around you as you melt at the other's desperate exploration.
gentle, reverent, awed, loving.
a low moan sings from the back of his throat and you break away from his lips, trying to catch your breath through lidded eyes and a gaping mouth. "wouldn't want it any other way, lumby. now, teach me how to split a log so you can take me inside and show me how proud you are of me."
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I typed the link into Safari and ahendjandjfjsf it’s so cute 😭♥️ (I could totally see Bucky doing this if you’ve been apart for a while, or even just a day or 2 because he misses you so much)
omg actually that's just how he carries bunny around. because he absolutely can– and he wants to make sure you know it. link here 💜✨
it took you a little while to get used to. at first, he'd sneak up behind you and lift you with one arm. or he'd slink his arm around you like he was going to give you a quick squeeze, but you'd be high off the ground before you could even blink. the little gasp that left your lips and the way your hands cling to his neck every time made his heart swell and his face split into a shit-eating grin. he'd always argue there was no logical reason for you having to walk anywhere when you had a perfectly fine boyfriend who could do the walking for you
but now, the action is something you look forward to whenever he enters a room– a quick little hop up (which he knows is completely unnecessary but would never tell you that because he adores how excited you get) and he has you snug against his chest and off of the ground
"these thighs do too much walking you around all day, it's my turn. you know the deal, you're around me and the only thing they'll be doing is lookin' pretty..." he presses a kiss against your shoulder before slinging his arm around your waist, "just too damn far away from me. and we can't have that, now can we?" he smirks as you jump up, your body buzzing and conditioned to the action. carrying you with ease in his massive arm, he trails his free hand across your thigh, rubbing patterns and pinching playfully. "good girl. right where you belong, bun."
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hello! first, happy late birthday! 🎂 hope it was a good day ☺️ i’d love to apply for your writing event if that’s okay! could i do 8 angst, 8 fluff, and 5 hurt / comfort for bucky barnes? (it would be on my writing account @m4tthewmurd0ck)
yes of course!!! can’t wait to see what u write!!!💖💖
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just want to thank you for introducing me to lumby 🥰 your writing for him was the first that i came across ♥️ and my spare time is now spent thinking up random scenarios
lumby might be my favorite creation of mine ever. 🥰🥰
he's the most perfect beefy man in the whole world. always feel free to send in your scenarios! 💜
