authors notes: alright, here we are, day twelve of january jumble scribbles! guys idk what i'm doing here again, i'm a winterwidow girlie, this is enemy territory for me (again)
word count: 300 (we made the word count, everyone cheered!!)
warnings: poly!stucky, kinda hurt/comfort??, use of petnames (sweetheart), feel free to let me know if i'm missing anything!
prompt: "let them say we're crazy, what do they know?"
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it started out innocent enough. well, innocent to everyone other than you. someone made an offhanded comment about it being hard enough to love on person, let alone two, and suddenly you were spiraling.
hard.
what if they didn’t actually love you? what if this was all a cruel joke that life was playing on you, and you hadn’t even noticed it? it wouldn’t be the first time that life had pulled something good out from underneath you— probably wouldn’t be the last either, but this—
“hey, sweetheart.” steve murmured as he sunk down on the couch next to you, bucky taking up his usual spot on the other side of you. “we could hear you spiralling from the other side of the tower. what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, huh?” he pulls you over gently until you’re curled up against his chest, head underneath his chin. bucky moves too, pressing himself against your side like his brain is preprogrammed to fill in any space between the two of you.
“if it’s about what they were talking about earlier, don’t listen to it. it’s not hard when you’re loving the right people.” bucky murmured, running his metal fingers through your hair gently. “let them say we’re crazy. what do they know about us anyway? we got each other, that’s all that matters. just the three of us. together.”
the sigh that left your lips was so soft that it was almost nonexistent, but they noticed. they noticed the way your shoulders dropped just enough to be comfortable again. maybe you were crazy, maybe this whole thing was crazy. but in the here and now, with the steady thump of steve’s heartbeat under your ear and bucky’s warmth wrapped around you, nothing had ever felt more real.
so soft thinking about poly!stucky x reader in the delivery room. maybe baby girl takes a second to cry or is a little blue-ish so they take her to the warmer instead of putting her on your chest right away.
they both are so protective over you and don’t want to leave your side but you make one of them go hover by the nurses taking care of baby girl :,)
crying telling them someone needs to go because “she’s never been alone before, she’s so scared.” and that clicks with them in an instant and steve is tripping over his long legs to get to where she is.
bucky stays with you because he’s still a lil scared of the baby and doesn’t think he deserves her 😭
sleepy poly!stucky being clingy in bed and sleeping on and off all day after a night full of bad dreams for them both. you’re waking up every hour or so to one of them tossing and turning. after you settle into bed for the night, bucky wakes up trembling and teary-eyed with clammy hands grabbing at you and waking you up.
you scoot over and gently tug on his tshirt, moving him inbetween you and steve. steve wakes up and presses sleepy kisses to bucky’s hairline. “c’mere buck..” steve’s voice is thick with sleep. “love you, sweets..” he murmurs as bucky gets comfy against him. you’re at his back, gentle hands under his sleep shirt rubbing at his lower back. bucky’s hands pull you tightly to him, and he lets out the smallest whimper as you settle against him. he eventually finds sleep squished between you and steve while counting your breaths. still, he doesn’t rest well.
an hour or so before the sun rises, steve is up this time. his nightmares are slightly less frequent than bucky’s but just as intense, even when he tries to not let it show. his throat is burning, chest rising frantically and he pushes up on his knees. seeing you and bucky is the only thing that can bring him back down in that moment, and the feeling of him towering over the two of you wakes bucky up.
“stevie?” he murmurs rubbing his sleepy eyes.
“buck- I..” steve is still panting, running shaky hands through his messy hair. bucky is up, pulling him to his chest. a desperate sob is what wakes you this time. once you sit up, steve is turning in bucky’s arms and pressing his face to your bare chest, needing to hear your heartbeat as clearly as possible. his breath is quick and hot against your skin, and your heart breaks when you meet bucky’s eyes. you hold steve close as bucky wraps himself against steve’s broad back.
you don’t sleep worth a damn after that, instead just staying awake to make sure they’re okay. keeping watch over them, in a way. the rest of the day they stay close by, always needing to be touching you and each other until they finally nod off on the couch for a cat nap, each of them tucked into one of your arms.
thanks to @bucksangel for always feeding my thoughts lol
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should i make this a full fic?? requests are open as always :)
deleted my other blog bc i honestly was never active on it but i had a few tom hiddleston fics and a poly!stucky fic on there so lemme know if you want me to post them here :)
Poly mafia!stucky. You and all four kids come down with the flu at the same time (you have it the worst). Steve and Bucky send the staff home because they don't want them to get sick. So the boys have to take care of all five of you. They are totally in over their heads, and you see how flustered they are, so you get out of your sickbed to help, and because of your weekend state, they force you back to bed. The boy's manage to pull it together and care for the five most important people in their lives.
Sickly
Poly!Mafia!Stucky x Reader
Words: 315
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"How much Tylenol can you give a one year old?"
"Buck, she's 11 months, not 12."
"Is there a difference."
You weakly chuckle from your spot in your bed, groaning to yourself before throwing your legs over the edge of the mattress and lowering your socked feet to the cold wooden floor.
"How much did you give her already? What's her temperature?" You quiz as you shuffle across the hallway into the girls' bedroom, where two of your pride and joys laid sleepily.
You were faced with looks of worry, and maybe a tinge of disgust. Not disgusted with you, but at you... that you would have the audacity to leave your bed when you were just as sick as the children. "Doll, stop right fucking there," Bucky groans, using his hands to push lightly against your shoulders out of the room. "Stevey and I can handle this; you need to rest," he instructed.
You laughed lightly at the man, allowing his hands held in defense to stop you from shuffling any farther. "If it's 103 we should consider taking her to a doctor, Buck. The tylenol bottle has instructions on it. It's in tiny font, I can read it for you," you stated, eyes flickering behind Bucky to Steve who held the small medicine bottle in his big hand, squinting to read the words on the bottle.
Bucky's fingers wrapped around your chin, pulling you to look up at him as he spoke. "Bed. Now."
You turned around to head back to the bed as Steve barked from his position in the girls' room, "Babe, you've gotta get better for when Buck and I catch this."
"Okay, so it says every 4 to 6 hours as needed," you hear Steve mumble before a brief moment of silence, "and it's been 5."
"Come on, Sky, let's have some more medicine. It'll make you feel better."
This is for any ploy combination. You can choose if it’s 40’s, mafia, or evanstan. The boys notice you getting attention from a very handsome man. You are mildly flirting with this handsome suitor, and your boys are not happy. This causes a fight on the way home, but once you get home, you show your boys just how much you care and love them (yes, I mean smut). 🥵🔥
Herb
Words: 2377
Warnings: angst, smut; oral, eating ass, vaginal sex
AN: Not me literally forgetting that I was going to post on Saturday and remembering it on Sunday...
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"Steve, are you seeing this?" Bucky spat, gesturing to where you are stood, smiling and laughing with a stranger.
Steve follows his gaze, seeing your smile and shrugging. "I'm sure it's nothing Buck. She's just being nice. It is her coworker, babe," he mutters, bringing his drink to his lips as his teeth grit, the false positivity seeping through.
Bucky shook his head, knuckles knocking the bar below them as he tries to listen to Steve. He brings his gaze to the smaller boy, watching as Steve's jaw clenched as the symphony of your laugh is carried throughout the bar.
"That's it," Bucky spits, pushing away from the bar as he began walking in your direction while Steve tires pawing at his arm, pulling him away as he mutters his name.
Bucky ignores the man, knowing Steve didn't stand a chance holding him back even if life depended on it, and threw an arm over your shoulders, only hearing the butt-end of the conversation you were having.
"... that's very sweet of you."
"Hey, Sunshine. What do you say we get out of here?" Bucky asks you loudly, boasting proudly the pet name to everyone around while staring your coworker down.
"Oh, excuse me, I just asked her a question," the stranger muttered, his fingers wrapping lightly around your wrist in a way to not allow Bucky to pull you away.
Bucky feigns shock, holding a hand out to the man as he introduced himself, "By God, I apologize, my man. I'm Bucky; how in the hell are you?"
Your eyes widened at Bucky's tone, bringing your hand to his chest to calm him down as your coworker-- Herb-- shook his hand. "Buck--."
Steve remained silent behind you two, conflicted with stopping Bucky but upset with the idea of you flirting with someone else.
"Sunshine, Herb asked you a question. What did you ask her, Herb?" Bucky announced, turning his searing gaze to you as he waited for the man to respond.
You swallowed thickly, taking a deep breath under his unsettling gaze, knowing they had seen and heard parts of your conversation that seemed... inappropriate. You glanced over Bucky's shoulder to Steve, meeting his hurt expression as Herb repeated his question.
"Can I take you to dinner sometime, (y/n)?"
Again, Bucky's faking shock and gasping while a hand clutches his heart. "Sunshine, isn't Herb so sweet? What do you think, honey?" His tone drips with fury when he speaks, nearly bringing tears to sting your eyes as Steve once more is pawing at the man's arm.
"Bucky, come on. Quit it," Steve murmured.
Bucky chuckles at your silence, turning around to Steve and allowing him to pull Bucky away as you stood there silently, holding your breath and begging yourself to not cry.
"Is that your brother?" Herb asked once they had exited the bar.
You took a deep breath, annoyed at the man and the fact you had entertained his overtly friendly behavior for so long. "I told you, Herb," you stated, bringing your cup up as you splashed your beverage in his face, "I have a boyfriend."
Herb groaned at the cold liquid flooding his face and shirt, scoffing as he watched you fleeing towards the door while he barked cockily, "yeah, well it looks like your boyfriend has a boyfriend!"
You stopped in your tracks, turning around by the exit to see everyone in the bar now paying attention to you and the debacle. Flustered by the eyes searing into you and the need to reach your men before the anger festers in them, you silently rose both hands, flipping Herb off.
A few claps, whistles, and cheers erupted from the crowd as you pushed the door open and ran to the car where Steve was trying to calm Bucky down.
"Oh, Sunshine, you should really go find Herb; I heard he's quite the date," Bucky teased when you reached the car.
You sighed at the man, shaking your head before responding, "Can we just go home, please. It wasn't what you guys think you saw."
Steve nodded, pointing at Bucky to get in the car while he opened the door for you to slide in the backseat. You smiled meekly, resting your hand gently on his and whispering, "Thank you, Stevie."
His eyes avoided yours, jaw clenching as he mumbled weakly, "get in the car, (y/n)."
The ride home is horrible. The tension in the air is thick enough to slice. Steve's eyes keep meeting yours in the rearview mirror as he drives while Bucky's so mad he's tapping his foot.
You took a shaky breath, knowing that you needed to bury this before you got home because there was no reason either of them should be upset with you... they weren't even privy to the conversation before Bucky had barged over at debatably the worst time in the conversation.
"I wasn't flirting with him," you stated bravely, holding your breath as you awaited the response.
"Weren't flirting? Sunshine, I don't know if you noticed this but the entire bar could hear you giggling and laughing at Herb!" Bucky yelled, turning away from the window and towards you and Steve.
You stayed silent, not having enough strength to speak without crying, but it only fuels the fire. "And we literally heard him asking you out, honey. He said it while we were standing there... with you under my arm!" Bucky continued yelling, getting louder and louder with every statement.
"Buck," Steve began, holding his hand on the man's flailing arms, "can we not yell in the small car?"
"Well, Steve, you saw it!"
"So what, he asked me out?" You yelled over him, getting more and more frustrated with the tense air. "You didn't even give me a chance to say no before you barged over!"
"So what? So what! Stevey, she thinks it's not a big deal for men to flirt with her!" Bucky barked.
"That's not what I said, Bucky! You didn't give me time to remind him that I had a boyfriend!"
"That is wh--," Bucky began yelling, only getting cut off by Steve yelling over him.
"Buck! She said remind him."
"Of course remind," you said as if it was a given. "Herb asks me out every time he sees me-- all of the girls at work. He's relentless but HR won't do anything to stop him."
Steve's gaze met Bucky's as you explained, mentally telling the man to calm down while pulled into the driveway.
"Yeah well...," Bucky started strongly, turning his attention out the window as he thought about his next point. "You were laughing an awful lot with someone who won't leave you alone," he mumbled, lowering his gaze to his fingers in his lap while Steve turned in his seat to look between you and Bucky.
You chuckled at the man softly, leaning up to slot your hand over his, "Buck, he was telling me a story about how Jenny rigged his chair to break when he sat in it because she was annoyed with him."
Steve chuckled softly, bringing a hand to card through your hair as you both watched Bucky huff dramatically, throwing his hands up in defense, "so, I'm the asshole here?"
You and Steve chuckled at him, shrugging at the man as he shook his head. "Bucky, I would never flirt with a man when I have two for me right here. Especially with you three feet away, what kind of woman do you think I am?"
A groan vibrated in his chest as he realized how ridiculous he had acted. "Steve was right," he whispered, leaving Steve to shrug confidently-- a silent 'I told you so.'
"I love you, Sunshine," Bucky muttered, toying with your fingers.
You smiled, glancing at Steve who's fingers were twirling your hair as he silently watched everything resolve itself. "Prove it," Steve said shakily, eyes worriedly flickering between you and Bucky.
You cooed at the blond, raking your fingers through his hair, watching with adoration as he leaned into your touch. "Go wait for me on the bed, baby boy."
Steve swallowed thickly, swallowing a moan as he nodded and opened the car door and walked briskly to the door. You watched with a smirk as he reached the door, turning around while fumbling with his keys when he met your smirk.
Bucky chuckled at the blond, rubbing his hand down his chin before you stopped him. With your fingers around his chin, you pulled his attention to you, eyes raking across his face. "You too, big boy. You don't want to miss out on me proving my love do you," you pouted, forcing his head to shake a 'no' with your grip as he muttered the response breathlessly.
You brought your lips to meet his softly, mumbling your command against his lips, "bed, baby."
The brunet didn't even to try to hold in the groan as he fumbled with the car door and made his way inside the house to meet the blond.
You giggled at the sudden control you had over the men, loving the affect you had over them.
You sighed happily as you made your way in the house, kicking your shoes off as you heard the men whisper amongst themselves mixed with the sound of belts hitting the floor. You smiled to yourself as you walked back towards the bedroom, pulling the zipper down on the dress you wore, letting it hit the carpeted floor when you stood in the doorway of the bedroom.
The sight before you had your thighs clenching and your bottom lip between your teeth. Both men laid on the bed, resting on their elbows as their eyes scanned over your body, their hard cocks resting firmly against their abdomens, tips glistening more and more the longer you stood bare before them.
"Such good boys," you cooed as you walked closer to the men, crawling on your knees between their bodies.
Their cocks twitch when your cool palms planted on their thighs. Your nails lightly scrape along their skin, raising goosebumps under your touch, and your smile grows when you hear a muffled moan emitting from Steve.
You hum as you turn your attention to the blond man. You hover your body over his, using your knee to keep his legs separated as your lips left a trail of soft kisses up his body. His hands rested on your hips gently, fingers pushing into your soft skin while allowing your lips and tongue to continue their rampage on his body.
When your face meets his, you smile down at him as you move your legs away from his, shuffling over to slot yourself between Bucky's legs and giving him the same treatment. A moan leaves Bucky's lips while your tongue licks along his skin, eyes glancing up to Steve's as his hips lightly buck in the air.
"Sunshine," Bucky groans as your face hovers over his. His fingers entangle in your hair, pulling you down to meet his lips as his tongue pushes into your mouth when you giggle at him. "I'm sorry," he muttered breathlessly when you pull away to catch your breath.
You pouted at the man while grinding against his hard cock, earning a guttural groan from him. "Hush, baby," you cooed down at him, watching him come apart below you.
You grinned over at Stevie, who had his cock fisted as he watched you with Bucky, and motioned him over. The man jumped to his knees, wrapping his hands around your face as he kissed you hungrily. Bucky used the opportunity to reach up and grab your breast, thumb rubbing your hardened peak as your cunt mixed your arousal with his leaking precum.
His fingers pinched your nipple, gaining your attention as you moan against Steve before pulling away from him and looking down at the brunet. "Sun," he whined, bucking his hips up into yours.
"Stevie, go let Bucky eat your ass and I'll suck your dick, okay, baby?"
Steve wasted no time as he shuffled over to Bucky's face, hovering over him while you teased your wet cunt with his leaking tip. The three of you groaned in unison as you sank your walls around Bucky's cock while his tongue laved at Steve's puckering hole.
Your hips moved at a steady pace as you leaned down, tongue licking up Steve's length before taking him into your mouth.
"Fuck," Steve muttered, his hips torn between bucking into your mouth deeper or pushing down on Bucky's tongue farther.
A smirk plastered to your face as you watched him fall apart through your lashes, feeling Bucky's cock twitching in your velvet walls. Your lips popped off of Steve as your hand replaced the warmth from your mouth, thumb pressing against his dribbling slit, "are you gonna cum for me, baby?" You ask, tongue lapping at his balls before sucking them into your mouth.
He groaned a response, nodding quickly as Bucky continued his work on his hole. Your lips wrapped around his cock once more as Bucky's feet planted flat on the mattress, fucking up into you as he chased his release while you encouraged Steve to his.
"Come on, baby. Come down my throat," you mumbled before pushing him down your throat.
His fingers wrapped in your hair as he held you down. Your nose grazed the blond hair on his pubis, lips curving slightly as groans slid out of both men's mouths. Their cocks twitched almost simultaneously as they released themselves into you.
You grinned widely at the boys, both panting wildly and tired. Steve shuffled off of Bucky's face, laying beside him as the brunet left kisses to his forehead while you watched them from the foot of the bed.
Bucky smirked down at you, wrapping his fingers around your ankle before pulling you down, hovering his body over yours as he whispered huskily, kisses trailing up your body on his way, "I think it's our turn to prove our love to you, now, Sunshine."
You giggled at the men, feeling the bed dip under Steve as he made his way beside Bucky, kissing along your body as Bucky had before adding, "I think it's only fair, Sun."
Speaking of dom/sub. Do you think 40’s poly Steve could ever muster the courage to be a dom for one night? We all know Bucky runs that bedroom. I could only imagine the look on Bucky’s face when Steve starts barking orders. He would probably think Steve was joking, but the reader would probably think it's adorable and very courageous of Steve and would obey all his orders.
Take Charge
40's!Poly!Stucky x Reader
Words: 471
Warnings: sub being dom; alluding to male oral receiving
AN: My semester starts tomorrow and I am getting increasingly anxious about the work load, but I'm going to keep trying to post at least one fic a week like I said. 🥺wish me luck
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A laugh vibrated throughout Bucky's chest as soon as Steve uttered his weak command. You watched from the closet, changing out of your day clothes, as Steve's face turned a shade of red and his fingers began shaking softly.
Bucky finally turned his attention to the man in the silence, realizing he was the only one to laugh, and stared the man down, reading his body language while untying his tie.
"That's cute, baby," Bucky responded, using his tie to corral Steve before moving to the closet with you.
You pouted at Steve, seeing how embarrassed yet serious he was being, so you left the closet and moved to stand before the man. Your hands gently clasped around his face as you left a soft kiss to his lips before whispering, "say it again, Stevey."
He looked at you with a soft smile, clearing his throat before he repeated himself. "Sun," he began softly, words barely above a whisper. His eyes cocked to the closet, where Bucky stood half naked, leaning against the doorframe as he watched he moment unfold.
Looking back to you, Steve found a bout of confidence, and continued louder, "take your clothes off and lay on the bed."
You grinned widely at the man, wanting to reach out and peck the tip of his nose but refraining as to not ruin his confidence. Your fingers wrapped around the fabric of your shirt and pulled it over your head as you knelt on the bed.
Bucky smirked at the blond from his position against the doorframe, watching as the man moved closer to him. "Bucky, strip," he muttered, not quite as confidently as before.
Bucky smiled down at the man, nodding and pushing his flannel pants to the ground, allowing his already hard cock to stand. Steve's eyes met the erection and his confidence grew even more at he idea that Bucky was just as turned on by the idea of him taking charge as you were.
"Take charge, Stevey. I laughed at you like a bad boy," Bucky whispered as Steve reached a hand out and grabbed the appendage, drawing a moan from the taller's lips.
"Sounds like I'm going to have to give your mouth something to suck on so you'll shut up, Buck. Get on your knees."
Bucky held in the shit eating grin, both proud of the man and excited for what was to come, as he lowered himself to the floor, hands pulling Steve's pants with him. His mouth watered as he visibly watched Steve's cock harden purely at the sight of his daddy on his knees before him.
"Sun, come show Buck how I like my dick sucked," he uttered through gasps as Bucky licked at his balls.
You jumped to your feet to join them, smiling as you answered, "yes, daddy."
