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Drunk Drabbles Masterlist
The premise is simple - have some drinks, get prompts from friends, drabble it up! We’ll try to give advance notice of future Drunk Drabble Nights - and keep it going through all the time zones!
As per HBC custom, all drabbles contain varying levels of smut and are 18+ ONLY.
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Bless Me, Father, For I Have Sinned | Demon!Bucky x reader
Summary: Y/N was once a good girl, but after her life took a downward turn, she abandoned her faith. Until she mets a handsome stranger who manages to make her rethink her entire ideology.
Pairing: Demon!Bucky X Reader
Word Count: 2.1k
Warnings: Smut 18+ (oral f receiving, unprotected sex, lil bit of bondage) mentions of religion, death, alcoholism and mentions of domestic, also he’s a demon, oh and demon cliches (not a warning but it is to me)
A/N: This is my entry for the stunning @buckysforeverprincess In To Nightmare challenge/ 2k celebration, my prompt was “I don’t believe in God or the Devil.”
Congrats my dear, you deserve all the followers and love, you are truly amazing!
Yes, it’s taken me this long to write demon!bucky, I am a fake fan
Feedback is always appreciated! Thanks for reading. I hope you guys like it! Credit to gif owner
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Angel Eyes | 1950s AU
Summary: Y/N has moved to a small sleepy town in the rust belt of America. A constant good girl, a straight A student and as sweet as a button. But when she meets her new neighbour, bad boy, Bucky Barnes will she be able to stick to her morals or be corrupted by his charms?
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 4.1k (yikes)
Warnings: None?
A/N: Kinda inspired by Grease, kinda just wanna use Picnic gifs x
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Passion is such a turn on. seeing that person make sacrifices to accomplish a goal. listening to them vent because they’re stressed about it…. it’s cool baby, you gone get there. stay focused
Can I get a head canon about Bucky and a plus size black reader in which he goes to the mall to buy something, but noticed the reader looking beautiful, but bored in a jewelry store? She asks if he sees something he likes and he says “yes,” meaning the reader. Fluff and flirting continue until she gets off work. A romantic kiss would be very nice too. Thanks, Valencia
Meeting Bucky at the mall includes:
-Steve sending Bucky to get him some food
-Bucky being so bored as he has no other plans afterwards and just wishes that he’d find something to do
-Him buying all the items Steve asked him to before taking a stroll through the mall, making sure that he blends in because he’s not in the mood to be recognized
-Him noticing you in a random jewelry, looking through beautiful rings but also looking very bored
-His heart skipping several beats while he clears his throat, the attraction to you instantly making him want to walk up to you
-Him letting out a few nervous breaths before entering the store and smoothly making his way over to you
-“I’ve never seen such a beautiful woman look so bored in a jewelry”
-His comment making you chuckle as you shake your head, instantly feeling drawn to the super soldier
-“Well” you say while looking around before focusing your gaze back on Bucky “Is there something you see that you like?” you ask him
-“Yes. Yes, I do” Bucky says while not moving his eyes away from yours, not even glancing around as he’s talking about you
-“What jewel are you talking about?” you ask with a beautiful smile on your face, instantly feeling comfortable with him
-“You” is all Bucky says which earns him a loud snort and laugh from you as you’re so flattered and amused at the same time
-The two of you talking for twenty more minutes
-Bucky constantly dropping the smoothest lines that leave you grinning like an idiot
-That man being wrapped around your finger already and ready to keep you close to him
-The two of you spending a few more hours in the mall, just walking around and talking to one another
-You giving him your number while he promises you to take you out on a date
-“ I really hope the date will be worth it” you tease him while he walks you to your car
-“With delicate beauty like you? I’ll go out of my way to make sure you’ll have the best time and food of your life!”
-His words making your heart flutter in your chest as you’ve been loving to have his attention all this time
-You surprising him with a kiss on the cheek before getting into your car and driving off
-Bucky being a blushing mess as he returns to the compound and hands Steve’s food to him with a giant smile on his face
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WHO THE FUCK CAME UP WITH THE IDEA THAT BUCKY CALLS EVERY GIRL “DOLL”
i just wanna thank you
GIVE US BUCKY
sksksksk okay.
I had this idea of kinda dom reader and sub bucky but kinda subtle. More towards the reader being experienced and bucky being inexperienced. Because yeah, back in the day he was a ladies man, but that was like what? 70 years ago? After coming back from the trauma of being the winter soldier and being dusted and fighting in two world ending wars i think its fair to say he's lost his game lmao. Man needs to relearn all his moves and we'd all be happy to teach him.
Like. After endgame, right. He's finally got a brief break, a capsule of time for himself to figure out shit and explore things in this new world he hasn't got to before since everything.
He finds you at a bar, well, more like you find him. He's utterly useless at flirting, catching the eye of nearly every girl in the place but failing to get more then a few sentences in before he flounders.
You've been eyeing him since he awkwardly came in. You knew who he was, obviously. Everyone did. You could sense his nervous energy from where you sat and eventually you decided, fuck it. Go for what you want right?
So you do. And he sees you and his eyes widen and he bulks at the way you approach him. Calm easy steps, sweet smile, sweet scent, everything about you radiating sweetness. Your eyes are kind but determined and you don't waste a second.
"I would offer you a drink but you seem to have drank the whole bar under all by yourself," you tease, "So how about we cut the formalities and you can take me home, yeah?"
He's struck, cheeks flooding with heat, and his stomach jumps in a way that's not at all bad. Just the opposite, in fact. His lips part, catches himself about to stumble on his words, just settles for, "Yeah". The way his voice is unintentionally low makes you bite your lip.
You reach out your hand. He takes it.
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Bucky doesn't know what he's doing. He's got you on your bed, kissing you. Which is great. This, he remembers easily. Your lips are soft against his rougher ones, your breath smells of mint, and your tongue tastes of alcohol. He could get drunk of it, he thinks. But he wants more, can tell you do too. But. He's stuck, is the thing. He absolutely doesn't know where to put his hands first, doesn't know where to touch you beyond just cupping your waist.
He's about to pull back, ask you what you want next, in a sexy way, to cover up his not knowing, but you beat him to it. One of your hands touches his, grabs it gently and begins to guide it up your dress. His breath hitches in his throat and he breaks the kiss to watch his hand on your thigh as you bring it up, up, up, until he can feel the heat coming from your cunt.
His breath shudders, and your nose brushes his, your smile is encouraging as you widen your legs a little, "Here" she breathes, "touch me here. I want you too"
You're not wearing panties and he groans louder then he means to when two of his fingers slide into you, just like that. "You're so wet," he marvels, an awestruck observation that he didn't mean to be hot, but apparently you appreciate his commentary. He feels you clench around him. His eyes flick back up to meet yours. You bite your lip, hand still on his wrist, dropping away, "Yeah," you tell him, "i am. For you"
His dick is straining against his jeans now but he pays it no mind, utterly rapt in you and your welcoming heat. He fingers you gently, gliding his fingers through the slickness of your lips before delving into your wet heat, finger pressing your clit as he works, pumping. Your dress has ridden up enough so that he can see the pretty pinkness of your pussy as he steadily fucks his fingers in and out.
You watch him, your eyes heavy lidded and hazy with pleasure but never leaving his face. His fingers feel amazing, thick and rough, rubbing against your walls, you almost want to close your eyes and tilt your head back to just lose yourself in it but you can't bring yourself too. Because his face is so flushed, his eyes are so wide and curious and hot and appreciative all at once. His lips are bitten red and he looks wrecked just from this. It makes your pussy flutter around his fingers and he looks up, catches your gaze.
His eyes are so very green. "Is this..." he trails off, eyes flicking between your face and down where his fingers are, he swallows, "is this good?"
So fucking cute, you think, smiling shakily as your legs begin to tremble, "Mhm" you tell him, and reach one hand out to cup his scruffy cheek, "you're making me feel so good"
You bite your lip, wanting to test something, you ask, "is it good for you?" He looks confused so you elaborate, lowering your voice so your next words come out molten and soaked in honey, "does my pussy feel good around your fingers, bucky? Do you like it? Feeling how wet i am for you?"
"God" he moans, it sounds pained, and he collapses forward, still fingering you, head resting on your open thigh, lips parted and panting on your flesh, "yeah" he says, "so good". You realize he's rutting himself against your comforter as he watches his fingers pump in and out and as much as you could definitely cum like this, you have other plans.
You grab his wrist, tug it out of your soaked cunt, giggle at his worried expression and kiss his lips, "don't worry" you reassure him softly, "we're not done..its just, there's a different way i want to cum tonight and its not on your fingers"
Buckys hands settle on your hips, his mouth dips down to catch yours hungrily in a desperate kiss, fingers digging into the fabric of your dress like he wants to tear it off you. You grin against his lips, nip at them, "lie down" you say, a gentle command that he obeys with eagerness, flopping down beside you onto his back, looking at you with lustful hunger as you climb atop him, rest your bare cunt right over his clothed erection, feel his hands come up and grab at your ass as he groans low in his throat.
He's panting, blushing and practically squirming underneath you. You want to eat him alive. Instead you rock against him, feel his cock through his pants and whimper sweetly hands coming up to unbuckle his belt, "I'm gonna fuck you," you say, "im gonna show you what you've been missing"
Annnnd yeha.
Misc 12 with mob bucky?
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Miscellaneous 12 - “I’m your lock screen?” “You weren’t mean to see that.”
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“Is something wrong?” Y/N asked, her eyes following the movements of her boyfriend as he once again raised his wrist in order to check the time. Bucky forced a smile at her, dropping his hand back down to rest n the table as he shook his head.
“No, of course not,” he told her, Y/N raised an eyebrow.
“Bucky,” he voice sounded like a warning, trying to coax the truth out of him.
“Sorry,” he sighed. Y/N leaned across the table and took his hand.
“Don’t apologise when you haven’t done anything wrong,” she scolded playfully and Bucky chuckled at her, squeezing her hand in silent thanks. “So what’s going on?”
“I’m waiting for a call,” he admitted.
“A call? From who?” Y/N asked, visibly confused.
“Steve,” he sighed, using his free hand to rub his forehead.
“Is it Rumlow?” Y/N asked, her voice lowering as she spoke the na,e, knowing well exactly the reaction it would bring from her boyfriend. Sure enough, Bucky growled in the back of his throat.
Bucky had good reason to despise Rumlow in the way that he did. Rumlow had, originally, been a part of Bucky’s mob. They had found out a few years ago that Rumlow had been giving intel to the rival mob, which called itself Hydra.
Bucky hated Hydra even more than he hated Rumlow.
While the original mafia leader of Hydra (Johann Schmidt, though he called himself the Red Skull) was long dead thanks to Steve, before he died his right-hand-man, Zola, had tortured Bucky for information when he had been captured years earlier. Bucky had refused to give any information about the mob that he led alongside Steve, even when Zola burnt his left arm to the point that Bucky could barely use it anymore.
So to hear Rumlow was selling Hydra intel it made Bucky mad beyond belief.
Rumlow had managed to stay off their radar for two years, but now that they had just tracked him down and Steve was calling him tonight to tell him whether or not it had been a success.
“I should have gone with them,” Bucky sighed, his eyes dropping to the table.
“You know Steve was right telling you to stay back,” Y/N said gently and Bucky sighed again, nodding his agreement.
“I know, I just…” Bucky trailed off and ran a hand through his hair. “I just hate him so much,” he growled.
“Put your phone on the table, Buck, that way you’ll know if you get a call,” Y/N suggested.
“You sure, Doll?”
“Yes, Bucky,” she laughed. As Bucky brought his phone out of his pocket he accidentally turned on the screen, revealing a picture of her that she didn’t know existed. “I’m your lock screen?” Y/N questioned, watching the so called ‘stone-cold’ mobster’s face flood with colour.
“You weren’t supposed to see that.”
I hit 2.5K - this is my blurb celebration!!
“What Are You Thinking About?”
Summary: A collection of times reader asks Bucky what he’s thinking about.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count: 2.2k
A/N: Hello! If you guys enjoy this little… I don’t even know what to call it. But if you enjoy it, let me know if I should do a part 2!
Don’t forget to leave comments with your suggestions, comments and ideas! They’re always welcomed! and thank you for liking and reblogging my work!
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“What are you thinking about?”
“W-what?” Bucky asked unsure. Your voice had been so low, almost sleepy as you both sat on opposite ends of the couch, watching cartoons late at night. You hadn’t said a word to each other since Wanda had left for bed. Every so often Bucky would hear you laugh or snort to yourself, the sound making the smallest of smiles appear on his lips.
“What are you thinking about?” you asked again, your head tilting to the side lazily.
“I was just thinking about how silly the rabbit is” his eyebrows furrowed lightly in the middle as he lied about what he was thinking about. The question had caught him completely off guard and it had unsettled him slightly knowing you wanted to know what he was thinking about. Was it a serious question? Or were you just trying to make conversation?
“I’m thinking it’s bedtime” you yawned as you got up from your spot on the couch. Your arms swung high above your head as you stretched your back, another yawn escaping your lips.
“Night” Bucky called after you as you walked away. You looked over your shoulder, flashing him a soft smile and a wave before turning the corner.
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Gentle
my husband used to have this sweet dog who, if you even slightly brushed against him, would follow you around forever asking to be pet. he was literally just a hundred-pound cuddle monster. in this story, bucky is that dog.
When you met him, he wasn't Bucky Barnes, not entirely. He was halfway between the Winter Soldier and himself, standing completely motionless in the worsening rainstorm. Your first instinct was to cross the street and avoid the man with the unnaturally stiff posture and clenched fists, but then you saw the panicked look in his eyes and before caution and rationality could catch you, you were walking up to him.
"Hey," you called, softly. His bright blue eyes searched yours frantically. "Are you okay?" You reached out to him, caressing his forearm with a gentle hand.
He stared hard at the soft junction of your bodies and you went to remove your hand, but his hand shot to yours, metal fingers holding you in place. He mumbled something in a foreign language, and although you didn't understand the words, there was no mistaking the pleading tone.
"I... I don't understand," you said. "But I want to help you." You curled your fingers around his arm. "Let's get out of this rain, at least."
The second time you saw him, he was so silent walking up behind you that you jumped when you turned around, hand flying to your pounding heart.
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to scare you," he mumbled. "I just wanted to thank you. I'm sorry."
"Oh, honey," you cooed instantly. "No thanks or apology needed." You patted his shoulder, thumb stroking him ever-so-gently. He flinched at first, then gazed in slight shock at your gentle touch. You turned then, and Bucky's fractured soul missed the warmth of your touch as you disappeared to the kitchen area of your small deli. He thought you were lost to him until he heard you call out.
"Whaddya want for breakfast, hon?"
bucky & short hair | hc
headcanon
summary: what happens after bucky cuts his hair
A/N: omg i almost have 500 notes on peter & glasses | hc so go check that out! also, i love bucky’s long hair, but i never stop thinking about his look in ca:tfa cuz it’s so iconic. periodt. have fun reading this xoxo
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you love bucky’s long hair
no doubt about that
he looks so thicc and hot and :’)
but you’ve seen those pictures of him in the 40’s
and you definitely dream about short haired bucky as well
he’s talked about getting his hair cut like maybe twice
after that, it’s never come up again
then one glorious day...
bucky comes home with his sexy short hair
you can’t even think
like your brain turns to mush and your heart beats out of your chest
actual heart eyes
you’re so surprised
like how can he pull of any look and make it look so good???
it’s different
but it’s a really good different
“... you cut your hair...”
he’s self conscious for like two seconds
“sorry, i should’ve talked to you about it—”
“oh my god, please marry me.”
then you practically pounce on him and drag him to your room
let’s just say that you two didn’t sleep much that night
*wink wink*
“damn, i should’ve gotten a haircut ages ago.”
probably has a hair pulling kink
it’s like falling in love all over again
bucky’s constantly running his fingers through his hair
it takes him a while to get used to tho
he still wears hair ties and scrunchies on his wrists
and he sometimes goes to move his hair out of his face and realizes that it’s not there
but he really just needed a change
you 100% support his decision
short hair + metal arm + beard + his usual gorgeous self = extra sexy james barnes
you start calling him “sergeant”
“pretty boy” also becomes a favorite
your hands are always in his hair
it’s just so soft
“y/n, can you stop playing with bucky’s hair for one second and help me?”
“sorry, my hands are full.”
head massages:);)
you’re get distracted on missions
bucky with his short hair and all of his tactical gear is your new aesthetic
you don’t even try to be discreet about your thirsty thoughts anymore
you’ve definitely made out with bucky in front of everyone
you honestly can’t help it
“god, bucky, you look so hot in your suit.”
*everyone groans* “how about we keep the comms clear for actual hero stuff?”
your absolute favorite look tho is right after he showers
his hair gets curly and flops over his forehead and he looks so fucking cute
what a lady killer
“bucky you’re beautiful.”
“i know, doll. you’ve told me like a thousand times.”
“i can’t say it enough.”
the team makes fun of bucky for the amount of times you call him pretty
you play with his hair in your sleep probably
he wears that bedhead look so well
and holy fuck
bucky looks absolutely sinful after he works out
you never thought you’d be that girl who likes sweaty hair
but bucky makes everything look so goddamn sexy
he’s so smug about everything cause he knows the effect he has on you
when you get mad at him you actually have to look away or close your eyes
because he still looks so good and you know you can’t resist him
“don’t look at me like that!”
“why?”
“because then i just want to kiss you and i’m trying to be serious!”
it ends with you kissing him no matter what
he’s too much
oh and his hair mixed with the little bit of gray in his beard...
*chef kiss*
but he also looks so soft and warm and extra beefy
like a teddy bear
all you want to do is curl up with him in a thick blanket and never leave
you honestly feel so blessed
bucky swears you love him more just because he cut his hair
“if this is how you act when i cut my hair, maybe i should shave my beard.”
“oh dear god please don’t.”
it’s safe to say that bucky’s short hair is growing on you
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Whatever It Takes
Pairing: Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader
Words: 3,2k
Summary: Bucky Barnes knows the way to drive you up the wall in frustration, fed up with it, you show him that you know how to play just the same.
Warning(s): fluff, teasing Bucky, bit of a little shit but a charmer too, language!
A/N: Here’s a little one shot for you all!! I hope you enjoy, once again, thank you for your endless love and support, I appreciate it beyond words! And can we all just die over this gif, cause I’m dying all over again! disclaimer, yes I’m aware the title is the same as Poon’s fic, but we already had a laugh about that ;)
You huffed.
Contemplative, frustrated.. Annoyed.
Eyes darted from the notebook in front of you to the clock on the wall. You bit your lip, managing to contain a displeased groan.
It was late.
23:57, to be exact.
On a Monday, and yet, 208 pages still remained unread and the deadline stamp of ‘8 o’clock sharp on your boss’ desk in the morning’ refused to change, and you huffed again.
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Back For You (Mob! Seb AU)
Mob Boss! Sebastian Stan x Reader.
Run-through: You fell for the charms of a beautiful stranger, but then you fell down the rabbit hole.
Themes: mob boss! Seb, language, SMUT, slight fluff, Daddy kink
A/N: I will forever be a hoe for this shoot!!
“See you tomorrow, y/n. And don’t forget the back door,” your co-worker yelled as she walked out of the door. Her shift ended early today, while you still had an hour left and it was your turn to close down today.
You worked at the local pub. It was a quiet, cozy space and given it was quite a small town – not that many people visited. And those who did, were all just overworked, tired people who just needed a pint of beer or Guinness before going home to their boring lives.
You quickly glanced at the clock and it read 10:05 p.m.
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brie: i’m sad
tessa: *hugs brie* it’s gonna be ok
hemsworth: BUT IM MORE SAD!
tessa: shut the fuck up liam hemsworth.
loki: Sarcasm isn't an attitude, it's an art.
You Missed a Spot
A/N: Sorry this took forever to get out and the fact that I feel like it’s sub par. But between work, 3 health related appointments and more to come, I’ve been completely drained. It takes a mental pep talk for me to just get up and prepare some veggies for dinner. On the bright side I got a new doctor, she’s taking me seriously, and she’s going to test me on more things, and I will most likely get surgery in a few months or sometime this year. Which is progress from the last handful of doctor’s. So here, is what my unhelpful brain has written up.
Whenever your teammate and crush, Pietro went out to find a new girlfriend for a few hours, you find yourself elbows deep in a mixing bowl in the middle of the night.
Pairing: Pietro x Reader
Warnings: fluffish, light sexual innuendo
Words: 1,165