Migraine - Bucky x Reader(f)

Authors Notes: This ones is for my girl over at @unleashthebeees! I hope this can offer some emotional support. I haven’t had a migraine in years so I hope I did it justice.

Word Count: 950

Notes/Warnings: migraine, fluff, kissing (but not inappropriate) and just overall sweetness

 “Where are you off to?” Steve glanced up at Bucky from his laptop and smirked.

 “I’ve got some errands to run before meeting Y/N for dinner,” he responded honestly. He grabbed his leather jacket and glove and slipped them on.

 Sam walked in from down the hall. “You got a hot date, old man?”

 Bucky rolled his eyes as he fixed the fingers of his glove.

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I adored this!!! It was so sweet, it made me smile! The rest of my comments are under the break so I don’t spoil anything. 

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Friendship is Mandatory (3)

Word Count: 2244

Summary: After two weeks of living together, you and Bucky are starting to fall into a comfortable routine.

Warnings: discussion of therapy, cursing

A/N: Not gonna lie, I am very proud of myself for this. I have written and deleted this chapter like seven times.

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Two weeks into Bucky’s strange new living arrangement, he called you from the grocery store chip aisle.

“Hello?”

 Your voice was slightly hushed, and Bucky could hear the faint sound of violins in the background.

“Oh. Sorry, I didn’t realize you had an event today,” Bucky said, shuffling out of the way as a woman came down the aisle at a brisk pace, a baby on her hip and a shopping basket in the crook of her elbow. The baby stared at him with a wide-eyed focus that he found more than a little unsettling.

“Not an event!” you said. “Just got called to support the wedding band selection process. Though if you ask me, there are already way too many opinions in the room.”

Bucky grimaced, and the baby broke into high pitched giggles at the sight. He turned away quickly when the mother started to look his way.

“Okay, well, I’ll let you go then. Sorry to - ”

“No, no! Keep talking. I was about fifteen seconds from slapping a bridesmaid when you called. I could use the distraction.”

“Uh, well, I just made a stranger’s baby laugh by frowning, so that’s…”

“Rude.”

“Me or the baby?”

“It’s a toss up, really. Frowning at a baby is a pretty weird thing to do.”

“I wasn’t frowning at the baby. I was frowning near the baby.”

“Do you have a favorite flavor?”

“Of therapy?”

😂 honestly laughed so hard at this!

This was such a great chapter! I love how comfortable they are together and how natural their conversations are. I love that we already are seeing that he’s getting attached and settling into a domestic kind of behavior. Bravo, love! This is so amazing!

KAAAAATE YOU'VE DONE IT AGAIN 🥺 ripped out my heart and treated it to live and kindness 😭🥰 I love this, thank you so much 🥰

I’m so glad you liked it!!! Sending all the hugs and love to you, my dear!!

Caught in the Rain- Bucky x Reader(f)

Authors notes: Since y’all love the fluff….lol This one is from my requests! Thanks @tatortot2701. Also, I rushed to get this out so forgive me for spelling or grammar errors..

Prompt: Okay, get this. Coffee shop au with Steve and Bucko

Notes/Warnings: Vomit worthy fluff and kissing.

 Your alarm clock buzzed and you smiled wide. Six am was no reason to grin but going to get your morning coffee was. You’re local shop was run by two of the cutest baristas in the entire world, and you had the hots for one in particular.

 You showered quick and braided your hair into a messy bun- which worked for business casual- and slipped on your favorite dress and heels. Okay, you were trying extra hard today but with good reason.

 Today was the day you would ask out James. At least you would if you could muster up the courage. You checked your make-up one more time and grabbed your purse and rushed out the door.

 The walk down the street was actually not terrible. A little dark and gloomy with the oncoming storm but, you were other wise distracted by thoughts of your dark haired dream boat. He always smiled at you when he took your order and would stepped away from the register to make your coffee himself.

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Because it’s super rainy here, I thought I’d give this one a reblog 😊☔️🌧

When Everything’s Made to be Broken (I Just Want You to Know Who I Am) Part 56

Y’all.  I’m almost done with WEMtbB.  I can’t believe it and have Feelings™ about it.

To the lovely people that have been here since forever, thank you so much for your patience and faith in me.  I’ve been working on this story for 5 years, have made some amazing friends, and wouldn’t trade a single second of it 💜   

Plot:  When you inadvertently become a witness to a murder and are suddenly a target for death, it takes a specially skilled soldier and his team to keep you and your family safe.

This will eventually be a is a reader x Bucky fic. The reader, by the way, is a civilian. No super powers, no fighting skills, and by no means perfect.  

Word count: 5004

Warnings:

For the entire work:  Language (I have a potty mouth), violence, and angst.  This will probably get pretty dark later on, and there will be smut.  If that’s not your thing, you may want to avoid this story.

Additional warnings specific to this part: Eh, the usual.  Talk of trauma, flashbacks, that sort of stuff.  Some fluff.  Mikhail. 

***I do not own any of the lyrics/music in this story, so please don’t sue me for using them***

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By the time you finally get back to Bucky it’s much later than you’d anticipated and you’re exhausted, but in a good way; for the first time in a long time it’s more physical than emotional or mental.  Shopping with Nat should qualify as an Olympic sport.

Nat pulls the car into the parking garage and nods toward the elevators.  “Your Prince Charming is already waiting for you.”

Following her gaze, you see him leaning against the wall by the elevator.  He looks freshly showered and his brow is furrowed at whatever he’s looking at on his phone, but his smile is warm when he looks up and his eyes meet yours.

It was only an afternoon, but you’d really missed him.

He walks over to where Nat parks the car and opens the door to help you out before pulling you into a tight hug.  

Neither of you says anything.  You don’t have to; you can feel each other’s relief and fierce pride at having made this first big step in healing.  

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Below I have presented examples of the emotional roller coaster I just went on:

Forever thank you, Cass!!

Dream a Little Dream of Me

A Bucky x Fem!Reader One-Shot

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1186

Summary: You can’t sleep, and Bucky comforts you.

Warnings: Nightmares, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

A/N: This is a request from @scallisonbaby​ , she wanted “some comfort so I was wondering if you could write a Bucky Barnes x reader, where he finds her on the couch, crying in the living room (she’s scared to go back to sleep) in the middle of the night and he cuddles her back to sleep.” I hope you like it!

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Well, goodness gracious.

Not only is that song stuck in my head but so is the image of Bucky singing it!!

Amazing piece! Thank you for sharing it!!!

Rats - Bucky x Enhanced!Reader (f)

Authors notes: Since I got more votes for this to be a one-shot, here goes nothing. I hope y'all like this as I’ve been in a bit of a block recently. Not sure if I’m all the way out of it yet but, hey, at least I finished something.

Word Count: 5.6K

Notes/Warnings: Anxiety, panic attack, past trauma, death, mentions of blood and violence, use of guns, stress and extreme pressure, some fluff that may or may not make up for the rest and a hidden trope if you look hard enough.

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 “I don’t like this, Buck.” You said from the corner of the tiny, damp, room. “I don’t like this.”

Your anxiety was about to pique. You rocked on the floor with your knees pulled tight to your chest.

Bucky sighed as he finally walked away from the iron cell door. “Yeah,” When he got a good look at you, at just how much you were unravelling, he crouched down beside you. He reached his hands out but didn’t touch you, unsure if that would help or make it worse. “Hey, Y/N, hey. It’s- it’s gonna be fine.”

Before you had time to process the thought, you crawled into his arms, trying the whole time not to sob out loud. There was no stopping the tears but you could at least stop yourself from wailing. “I can’t be back here. They’ll make me do it again.”

Bucky squeezed you and wrapped himself around you. “I need you to do something for me. It’s important.”

You looked up at him.

“Close your eyes.”

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I LOVE THIS SO MUCH YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW

Stop it! Omg you guys!

Thank you so much, Ooga!

Rats - Bucky x Enhanced!Reader (f)

Authors notes: Since I got more votes for this to be a one-shot, here goes nothing. I hope y'all like this as I’ve been in a bit of a block recently. Not sure if I’m all the way out of it yet but, hey, at least I finished something.

Word Count: 5.6K

Notes/Warnings: Anxiety, panic attack, past trauma, death, mentions of blood and violence, use of guns, stress and extreme pressure, some fluff that may or may not make up for the rest and a hidden trope if you look hard enough.

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 “I don’t like this, Buck.” You said from the corner of the tiny, damp, room. “I don’t like this.”

Your anxiety was about to pique. You rocked on the floor with your knees pulled tight to your chest.

Bucky sighed as he finally walked away from the iron cell door. “Yeah,” When he got a good look at you, at just how much you were unravelling, he crouched down beside you. He reached his hands out but didn’t touch you, unsure if that would help or make it worse. “Hey, Y/N, hey. It’s- it’s gonna be fine.”

Before you had time to process the thought, you crawled into his arms, trying the whole time not to sob out loud. There was no stopping the tears but you could at least stop yourself from wailing. “I can’t be back here. They’ll make me do it again.”

Bucky squeezed you and wrapped himself around you. “I need you to do something for me. It’s important.”

You looked up at him.

“Close your eyes.”

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This was so intense! I was on edge the whole time - great writing! <3

Oh wow thanks so much!

I actually am not in love with this fic because I don’t think I wrote it as clearly as I saw it in my head 😂 but ain’t that always the case.

Thank you for reading this and leaving some feedback! I really appreciate it!

Bucky Barnes x Reader-The Lost King(Royal AU)

A/n: This is my second entry for @girl-next-door-writes bingo writing challenge (this is probably one of the longest fics I’ve written) I hope you all enjoy it!!

Streams of sunlight began to flood into the room, the brightness of the light causing Y/n to stir in her sleep as her eyes fluttered open. Normally, she’d marvel at what a beautiful morning it was but today was different. Today, she couldn’t help but feel the dull ache in her heart as she turned to see Bucky sleeping peacefully beside her. Lightly she caressed his face, careful not to disturb what was bound to be the last peaceful sleep he’d have for a while. She tried to push the fear and worry that filled her head but in truth she was terrified, the war between their country and King Schmidts had grown fiercer and bloodier over the past few days. Bucky, wanted to show  a display of hope and strength to our people and was going to ride out to the battle with a large number of soldiers in just a small number of hours. Of course Y/n supported his decision, she knew it would give their people hope, hope which so desperately needed to be shown in these dark times but she knew what Kinf Schmidt and his men were like from the reports she’d read and the gossip that swam round the castle; these people were cut throat,ruthless and bloodthirtsy. She knew Bucky was a talented fighter, there was no denying that but still the fear that he may not return from this battle seemed to be permanently ingrained in her mind.   

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Bucky whispered drowsily, dragging Y/n from her thoughts. 

“Morning,” Y/n whispered before lightly pressing her lips to his. The kiss was soft but yet it seemed to convey all the emotions Y/n didn’t trust herself to say, maybe it was because Bucky knew her so well or maybe it was because he felt a familiar feeling of dread himself. He knew what he was doing was risky but it needed to be done. 

“I know, sweetheart, I know” Bucky cooed once they pulled away from the kiss, instantly seeing the sadness in her eyes. He knew that there were no words that would ease the worry from her mind so he did the only thing that he could do. He held her. He pulled her into his embrace, his hands lightly roaming over her body, not in a sexual way but in a soothing one. The pair of them stayed like that, wrapped up in each other’s arms, silently comforting each other, right up until there was a dull knock at the door. Both of them wanted nothing more than to just stay in that moment but they couldn’t. It was time and they both knew it. 

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Wow!! This was quite a ride!! I’m in a such a medieval mood right now and this definitely stoked the flames for me. I loved this fic!!! Great work!

Little Christmas Gifts - Bucky x Reader(f)

Authors Notes: This is my entry for @lovelynemesis Sam’s Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree Writing Challenge! I hope this is something you all enjoy!

Prompt: Presents 

Word Count: 1.8K +

Notes/Warnings: So much fluff! a little anxiety and nerves, a small innuendo but nothing remotely scandalous, more fluff aaaaaannnd more fluff!

   “What do you want for Christmas?” Bucky asked you suddenly one November night.

You shook your head with a slight grin. “I don’t know, I haven’t really thought about it.”

“You haven’t thought about it?” He looked at you incredulously. “I don’t believe that for a second.” His exhale came out more like a chuckle.

“Well, what do you want?” You turned the question around on him.

He shifted in his seat and the corners of his mouth drew down. “I don’t need anything, doll.”

“Don’t do that.” Your voice tightened.

“Do what?”

“That self-pity crap. We’ve been over this, Buck-”

“I know, I know. That’s not what… Look, I just meant that I’ve got you and that’s all I need, right now.”

You jerked back slightly. “What do you mean ‘right now’?” Your heart slammed in your chest, fearing the worst.

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Redcove Harvest - Bucky x  Reader(f)    Chapter 7

Authors Notes: Oyi, It’s been a hot minute since i’ve updated this series but here it is. I’m out in the country so i was feeling a bit inspired to get this one out to y'all. Hope you enjoy!

AU: Farmhand!Bucky x SingleMom!Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Notes/Warnings: (Notes are for the whole series) FLUFF, mentions of a past toxic relationship, a wild storm at the end, drama and a break-up, mentions of drinking, kids being adorable and ridiculous, kissing, romance and a tiny bit of angst if you look hard but nothing more than that of a Hallmark movie.

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It had been three weeks since the night Bucky kissed Y/N. They’d fallen into a comfortable routine of working on the farm in the morning, having lunch together, working some more and then riding to get the girls at three. Sometimes Bucky would work more in the afternoon but other times he would go home and freshen up before returning to Y/N’s house for dinner.

Steve didn’t miss Bucky’s frequent absence and often teased him about it.

“You got in late last night,” Steve had said the other morning.

“Yeah, so?” Bucky shrugged but turned away so Steve couldn’t see the grin spreading across his face.

“Nothing, just,” Steve settled against the back of his chair as he smuggly waited for Bucky to turn around. “You seem to be out late most nights, is all.”

Bucky bit the inside of his bottom lip as he had to finally turn and face him. Bucky nodded.

Steve reveled in the truth across Bucky’s face. “I knew it!”

“Shut up.” Bucky grinned.

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Redcove Harvest - Bucky x  Reader(f)    Chapter 7

Authors Notes: Oyi, It’s been a hot minute since i’ve updated this series but here it is. I’m out in the country so i was feeling a bit inspired to get this one out to y'all. Hope you enjoy!

AU: Farmhand!Bucky x SingleMom!Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Notes/Warnings: (Notes are for the whole series) FLUFF, mentions of a past toxic relationship, a wild storm at the end, drama and a break-up, mentions of drinking, kids being adorable and ridiculous, kissing, romance and a tiny bit of angst if you look hard but nothing more than that of a Hallmark movie.

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It had been three weeks since the night Bucky kissed Y/N. They’d fallen into a comfortable routine of working on the farm in the morning, having lunch together, working some more and then riding to get the girls at three. Sometimes Bucky would work more in the afternoon but other times he would go home and freshen up before returning to Y/N’s house for dinner.

Steve didn’t miss Bucky’s frequent absence and often teased him about it.

“You got in late last night,” Steve had said the other morning.

“Yeah, so?” Bucky shrugged but turned away so Steve couldn’t see the grin spreading across his face.

“Nothing, just,” Steve settled against the back of his chair as he smuggly waited for Bucky to turn around. “You seem to be out late most nights, is all.”

Bucky bit the inside of his bottom lip as he had to finally turn and face him. Bucky nodded.

Steve reveled in the truth across Bucky’s face. “I knew it!”

“Shut up.” Bucky grinned.

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Yep. That’s it. That’s the face...

Redcove Harvest - Bucky x  Reader(f)    Chapter 7

Authors Notes: Oyi, It’s been a hot minute since i’ve updated this series but here it is. I’m out in the country so i was feeling a bit inspired to get this one out to y'all. Hope you enjoy!

AU: Farmhand!Bucky x SingleMom!Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Notes/Warnings: (Notes are for the whole series) FLUFF, mentions of a past toxic relationship, a wild storm at the end, drama and a break-up, mentions of drinking, kids being adorable and ridiculous, kissing, romance and a tiny bit of angst if you look hard but nothing more than that of a Hallmark movie.

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It had been three weeks since the night Bucky kissed Y/N. They’d fallen into a comfortable routine of working on the farm in the morning, having lunch together, working some more and then riding to get the girls at three. Sometimes Bucky would work more in the afternoon but other times he would go home and freshen up before returning to Y/N’s house for dinner.

Steve didn’t miss Bucky’s frequent absence and often teased him about it.

“You got in late last night,” Steve had said the other morning.

“Yeah, so?” Bucky shrugged but turned away so Steve couldn’t see the grin spreading across his face.

“Nothing, just,” Steve settled against the back of his chair as he smuggly waited for Bucky to turn around. “You seem to be out late most nights, is all.”

Bucky bit the inside of his bottom lip as he had to finally turn and face him. Bucky nodded.

Steve reveled in the truth across Bucky’s face. “I knew it!”

“Shut up.” Bucky grinned.

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Caught in the Rain- Bucky x Reader(f)

Authors notes: Since y’all love the fluff….lol This one is from my requests! Thanks @tatortot2701. Also, I rushed to get this out so forgive me for spelling or grammar errors..

Prompt: Okay, get this. Coffee shop au with Steve and Bucko

Notes/Warnings: Vomit worthy fluff and kissing.

 Your alarm clock buzzed and you smiled wide. Six am was no reason to grin but going to get your morning coffee was. You’re local shop was run by two of the cutest baristas in the entire world, and you had the hots for one in particular.

 You showered quick and braided your hair into a messy bun- which worked for business casual- and slipped on your favorite dress and heels. Okay, you were trying extra hard today but with good reason.

 Today was the day you would ask out James. At least you would if you could muster up the courage. You checked your make-up one more time and grabbed your purse and rushed out the door.

 The walk down the street was actually not terrible. A little dark and gloomy with the oncoming storm but, you were other wise distracted by thoughts of your dark haired dream boat. He always smiled at you when he took your order and would stepped away from the register to make your coffee himself.

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