Redcove Harvest - Bucky x Reader(f)    Chapter 8

Authors Notes: Oh look, Kate isn’t dead! Hello, hi, it’s me the absolute WORST. *FacePalm* 

AU: Farmhand!Bucky x SingleMom!Reader

Word Count: 900+

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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Bucky tossed the fifty pound chicken feed bag onto the pile he had made. This was the first of many heavy lifting jobs that he would have to do today.

After his last dinner with Y/N, she sent him a text two days later that she no longer needed his help on the farm and that she would mail him his last check.

He knew that wasn’t true. He had only completed just half of what she’d originally asked him to do. He must have done something to upset her. There was no way this was all over a painting.

The next day he went to her house only to have Gracie answer the door. She told him that Y/N wasn’t feeling good and had been in bed all day.

Bucky called her that night and she sent him to voicemail. She texted him right after and said she wanted to be left alone and asked him not to come back to the property.

He hated it but respected her request.

So now, he was working part time at Steve’s Feed and Seed store hauling pallets of feed and other products off the delivery trucks.

It had been two weeks since Y/N asked him to leave and he’d felt sick ever since.

“Hey, Buck,” Steve called.

Bucky paused and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his sleeve. “Yeah?”

“After you finish this, I need you to grab the forklift and bring all the outdoor pallets into the warehouse. That storm will be rolling in around four and I want as much secured as possible.”

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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!

Kisses Series Masterlist

A series of drabbles based off of this post. 

 A journey through the relationship between (Y/N) and Bucky Barnes as told by the kisses they share.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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Kisses Series Masterlist

A series of drabbles based off of this post. 

 A journey through the relationship between (Y/N) and Bucky Barnes as told by the kisses they share.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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Primus

Coming VERY Soon!

Cassia fears for Bucky’s life, as he is to fight in the Primus for his freedom. Only, she has seen his opponent before. Theokoles is undefeated and is twice Bucky’s size.

Steve arranges for them to meet the night before but it will come at a cost, a cost that with put his own life in jeopardy.

this is my submission to T over at @tilltheendwilliwrite​ for her 7.7K Follower Celebration. Congrats dear, and thank you again for hosting!!

Primus

Coming VERY Soon!

Cassia fears for Bucky’s life, as he is to fight in the Primus for his freedom. Only, she has seen his opponent before. Theokoles is undefeated and is twice Bucky’s size.

Steve arranges for them to meet the night before but it will come at a cost, a cost that with put his own life in jeopardy.

this is my submission to T over at @tilltheendwilliwrite​ for her 7.7K Follower Celebration. Congrats dear, and thank you again for hosting!!

Primus

Coming VERY Soon!

Cassia fears for Bucky’s life, as he is to fight in the Primus for his freedom. Only, she has seen his opponent before. Theokoles is undefeated and is twice Bucky’s size.

Steve arranges for them to meet the night before but it will come at a cost, a cost that with put his own life in jeopardy.

this is my submission to T over at @tilltheendwilliwrite​ for her 7.7K Follower Celebration. Congrats dear, and thank you again for hosting!!

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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Kisses Series Masterlist

A series of drabbles based off of this post. 

 A journey through the relationship between (Y/N) and Bucky Barnes as told by the kisses they share.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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Need a series to read whilst I write the new one? Here you go!

Kisses Series - Bucky x Reader(f)  18

Part 17: Morning Kisses

Author’s Notes: This is hands down my favorite chapter. Just throwing that out there.

Word Count: 1K

Notes/Warnings: Thunderstorms, fear, anxiety, 

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Y/N woke to the sounds of heavy rain and crashing waves. For a moment she was scared but relaxed when she felt Bucky shift beside her. A sudden crash of thunder, that sounded way too close for comfort, made Y/N jump.

 Instinctively, Bucky woke with a jerk and pulled her close against his chest. In one hand he held out a knife and the other supported Y/N against him. They both relaxed when they realized there was nothing to worry about. Bucky returned the knife back to its sheath that was wedged between the mattress and box spring.

 Y/N laughed, “Holy crap, that scared me.” She whispered and put a hand to her heart that was now slamming in her chest.

 Bucky chuckled with eyes closed and rolled halfway on top of her, resting his head on her shoulder. He kissed her skin and scraped his stubbly beard on her until she fussed and rolled towards him. He smiled devilishly and reached up for her neck, pulling her into a kiss.

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In honor if the gorgeous thunderstorm that just passed over my house, here's this little reblog.

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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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.

Masterlist

 “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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“James” - Bucky x Reader(f)

Authors Notes: Oh my glob. This fic… lots goes down in this and I’m pretty sure its the longest thing I’ve ever written that isn’t a series but hey, what can I say? I loved this concept and I just got carried away.

Inspired By: This post @lalawoo (Thank you for sharing this pic and I hope you don’t mind me tagging you but seeing as how it’s your art I felt like I should) and the concept that Bucky can trigger himself.

Word Count: …3.8K + (Why am I like this??)

Notes/Warnings: Violence, angst, tears, injuries, burns, mention of guns, Nat being a bit of a buthead(sorry, I needed a grumpy gills to move this story along), fluff at the end.

You were his weakness. You had been for months; not that you knew about it. Steve did though, and Bucky hated it.

“Just ask her out.” Steve would nudge in private.

Steve frequently caught Bucky stealing glances your way and he always encouraged Bucky to make a move. Bucky, however felt differently.

He wasn’t ready, he was sure of it. And he knew he didn’t deserve you or even the luxury of thinking about what it would be like to be with you. You were everything he ever thought a woman should be; strong, beautiful, confident, and so smart. You should be with someone less damaged than him, someone who could match you in intellect and who wouldn’t drag you down with a shattered past.

Today, he felt no different. You, Bucky and Steve were paired up on a Hydra operation and Bucky was doing his best to let you handle yourself. You didn’t need his help but all he wanted to do was protect you, to walk in front of you to make sure you never took a hit, but that would mean admitting that he saw you as more than just a team-mate.

Things had been pretty smooth so far, you took the lead with Bucky and Steve at your six. Every corner you turned revealed the same thing; an empty hallway or an empty room. The anticipation of running into someone decreased with every turn, and the nerves became stronger.

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