Run-through: Things happened between you and your boss over a weekend recently; while on a business trip. Boundaries were crossed, lines were blurred – rather salaciously. Following this; you decide to resign from your dream job because you couldn’t handle the guilt of having been so unethical. So vulnerable and open. Neither could you handle his burning stare at work, nor the craving of being under him each time you looked at him. So you decide to leave before you ruin your own career and further. But then, your boss shows up at your doorstep – determined to make you realize that this isn’t so bad after all…
Themes: smut, fluff, ceo!bucky (because I miss him)
You felt awful as you stepped into your apartment.
Summary: You made a deal with a demon and now he’s come to collect his payment. The kiss is…Suffocating. Invigorating. Consuming.He’s stealing your very soul from your body and you’re helpless to stop him.
Warnings: Smut, 18+, minors DNI, Oral w/ a forked tongue, Bucky’s pierced cock, a hint of dubcon(but not true dubcon-read it and you’ll understand), using Buckys horns to ride him, demon themes/magical elements, chase kink, size kink, praise kink, bit of knife kink.
You juggle an armful of books, struggling to keep the heavy stack from tumbling over. Almost losing your balance, the books waver in your hold, slipping forward. You catch the first novel before it can slide off and adjust the rest with the back of your hand. Glancing at the cover, you smile in recognition, The Wicked Deep, one of your favorites. You lean up on your toes to place it neatly on the shelf above your head. Tapping the midnight blue spine, you push in its place with a soft grunt.
You rock back on your heels, unsteady for a second, your sneakers sinking into the worn fraying carpet. Letting out a sigh, you adjust the books to your other arm and walk to the next section while shaking out your sore bicep.
Four more hours and then you can go home and sleep. At this rate, you’re not going to make it to bed. You’ll probably crash on your couch with your cat kneading your stomach while you read some smutty story about two idiots in love.
Studying the next book, the title grabs your interest. It’s a cheesy romance but after the weekend you had with two failed tinder matches--men are idiots–youcould use some cheesy romance in your life.
You tuck it under your arm and quickly put up the rest of the books. That felt like it took forever, well, maybe at least an hour. Craning your head back, you find the dusty yellow clock above the desk in the back section. Squinting your eyes, you stare at the black hands tick tick ticking away and let out an obnoxious groan.
Seriously? Okay. It’s okay.
Only 3 hours and 47 minutes until you can go home.
It’s going to be a long night. But at least the library is busy, maybe you can help a few patrons or set up a display for the upcoming holidays.
Then again, you do have a ring bell for service placed by the register and most of the people who come here at this time of the day are mostly independent compared to the morning crowd.
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Pairing: Shifter!Bucky Barnes x Shifter!Female Reader
Summary: You make Bucky a crown of flowers and he gets a little closer to the shifter quickly stealing his heart.
Word Count: Over 2.2k
Warnings: Shifters, flirting, slight possessive behavior, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).
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Bucky considered himself to be a dangerous predator. A good man by nature, but vicious when the occasion called for it. Sam told him more than once that he didn’t look approachable even when he wasn’t in wolf form. A far cry from his younger years when he charmed most people around him with a smile. Life in the woods and seeing the things in both his human and shifter form changed him. He hoped for the better, even with his sometimes grumpy nature.
pairing: mafia!bucky barnes x mafia princess!fem reader
summary: james buchanan barnes—the feared white wolf—storms your wedding and kills your fiancé, taking you for himself. despite yourself, you give in to him.
warnings: 18+ content (minors dni!!!), dark themes and elements, enemies to lovers, non-con (it becomes consensual but definitely starts off as non-con so be warned!), gun violence, death, character (not bucky) threatening sexual assault against reader, reader slaps bucky a couple times, smut, piv sex, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, sex in a church, knife kink, choking, dry humping, multiple orgasms, degradation, praise kink, pet names (printsessa), a bit of corruption kink, a lot of dirty talk. i think that's it but please let me know if i missed something!!!
word count: 11.7k
a/n: it's been a minute since i've written some mob au so i decided to join @the-slumberparty's april challenge!! i ended up using three of the dark prompts because i just liked them—and also this fic ended up being way longer than i expected 😅 it's very dark but also very sweet i think!? i just love a soft!dark bucky barnes (or any character really). anyway! i had a lot of fun writing this one so i hope y'all enjoy!!!
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You met James Buchanan Barnes on your wedding day.
You’d heard of him before then, of course. He was the White Wolf—the most feared man of the Russian mob, having come from obscurity and helped re-establish the Romanoff family as a force to be reckoned with in the city. The White Wolf was known for being ruthlessly violent, leading a pack of enforcers who left no prisoners and no witnesses. You’d only heard tales of his violence whispered in the halls of your father’s mansion.
You’d paid the stories little mind, though, since it wasn’t your place to worry about such things. Your role as your father’s daughter was to look pretty and do as he told. And you were a good daughter. So when your father told you to get engaged and secure an alliance with another of the city’s powerful families, you did. You dedicated yourself to planning your wedding, making sure it would be an event worthy of your family’s name and reputation.
You were halfway down the aisle when you realized something was wrong. It had never been the plan for your father to walk you down the aisle. Though it had confused you when he’d told you as much, you’d brushed it off. But your father wasn’t anywhere to be seen in the church, not even sitting in the pews. You couldn’t find your mother either, or your older brother or other key members of your family.
Thanks to months of cultivating working relationships with various members of the press, you’ve developed a repertoire with many of them, allowing you to tactfully nativagte their egos while skillfully dictating how and when his interviews happened.
Bucky is naturally charming and outgoing, but you’ve witnessed how quickly and viciously the media can turn on anyone.
You refuse to let that happen to Barnes.
No matter how aggravating he is.
Instead of listing off the things that are off-limits, you’re requesting, disguised as subtle pleading, the topics you want to be discussed.
His upcoming game. His elusive new contract with Patek Philippe. Charity work. Can’t forget the charity work. Bucky gives a lot of time and money to the local children’s hospital. He had an entire wing completely renovated last year and only a handful of people know how generous he is.
You think it’s time that people know he’s more than just a pretty face.
“Hey,” Bucky whispers loudly, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Can we talk about my new car? That baby is sweet. I can’t wait to take you for a drive. You’re going to say yes one of these days. I know it. Matter of fact, let me take you for a quick ride after the game, we can get something to eat and—”
“No.” You hiss, swiftly turning back to an amused Jessica, plastering a cheerful, too-wide grin on your face. “Okay so—”
“Can we talk about Alpine?” He continues, unperturbed. His fingers tapping along the side of your arm as he moves closer to you. “I got some new pics and you know the fans love her. She misses you, by the way.”
His cologne drifts down in a hazy of smoky cedar, spiced orange, and vanilla. Don’t inhale. Don’t inhale. He smells incredible and the last thing you need is for him to know that.
“Barnes. Shut up.” You’re tempted to elbow him in his stomach but the last time you did that, you hit his rock-solid abs and were left with a sore elbow. And of course Bucky decided to strut around your office without a shirt on because he claimed his poor muscles were too tender to have anything on them.
“Okay,” he responds, moving just a little closer, his beard grazing the side of your neck as he gets comfortable. He’s so large and warm and a traitorous part of you doesn’t want to push him away.
“What if we talk about how you should go out with a certain lonely quarterback? You know the cute one with the hair you like to pu—” Without looking, you grab his jaw and squeeze his cheeks until his lips purse and his words taper off into a light chuckle.
“I think that should cover everything,” you grit out between clenched teeth.
WORD COUNT: 5638
WARNINGS: Sexual content, anxiety, suspense, danger, violence, shooting, blood, injuries, character death
CHAPTER SUMMARY: Your big night finally comes, and everyone is on edge. If something is going to happen, it will be tonight.
The sun hadn’t risen yet, and you honestly didn’t even know what time it was, if sunrise was even close to happening. You were in Bucky’s arms, head resting on his shoulder, his fingers slowly rubbing up and down your back.
“Buck?”
“I’m awake.”
You nodded, shifting the slightest bit closer to him. Your knee slid between his, and his arm tightened around you.
“You’re safe.”
“I know. I’ve never felt safer than I do right here.”
Bucky smiled as he continued to touch your hair, hoping the motions would lull you to sleep.
“You really think he’s going to try something at the awards show?”
“I would. How many people around the world will be watching? They’d talk about it for years to come.”
You swallowed, sliding your hand over Bucky’s torso and holding him.
“I’m scared.”
“Don’t you know by now that I’d never let anything happen to you?”
You nodded, moving to prop yourself up where you could look him in the eye.
“And who’s going to make sure nothing happens to you?”
Bucky just stared at you and you shook your head.
“I know you’re going to do whatever it takes to keep me safe, but Buck…”
You shook your head again as tears came to your eyes.
WORD COUNT: 2132
WARNINGS: Angst, character death, funeral, sadness, crying
CHAPTER SUMMARY: Loss weighs heavy as those left behind try to make sense of it all.
I see a lot of art and fanfic showing AUs of highschool, college, etc. where Bucky is the naughty, sexy bad boy. That’s all awesome, I’m not criticizing, I love those stories too. I’m just…extrapolating, I guess.
I mean, the Winter Soldier IS a bad boy, all emo with the hair and the amnesia and the metal arm. I think we can all agree that he needs a good spanking. (Just me? No?)
But MCU Bucky Barnes? At least from what we see in the movies, he’s a stand up guy. He enlisted and didn’t get kicked out; he served honorably up until his “death”; he may have been a scoundrel with the ladies but that’s barely suggested, I mean, double dating would not be considered risque for two guys in their early 20s in 1942. His idea of a good time is not a dive bar but a family-friendly technology fair.
Steve on the other hand, he’s going around with a chip on his shoulder, starting fights he can’t finish, and trying to defraud the military by lying about his identity MORE THAN ONCE in an effort to enlist. His first military engagement happened because he directly disobeyed orders and went AWOL, two court-martial offenses.
No, it’s not Bucky Barnes, punk. It’s Bucky Barnes, letter man and quarterback with a great attendance record and glowing report cards and is head of the Science Club. But he keeps getting hassled because he’s hanging around with that disreputable Rogers kid who is probably queer and thinks he’s an “artist” and has weird piercings and was last seen ditching class in order stand guard outside of a Planned Parenthood clinic or getting into a fight with the police at an Occupy Movement rally.
“Seriously, Barnes, you could do better.” — every adult within five miles of Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers.
Summary: An early-morning phone call leads to an unexpected weekend trip for you and Bucky. Bucky x Reader. Modern AU.
Warning(s): Mild angst; mentions of dying, cancer
A/n: This is my submission for @star-spangled-bingo 2020. The square filled is “getting lost together.”
Sometimes, when Bucky dreamt of the desert, it was peaceful.
The past would touch him gently, soft as a lover, and he could sink into his thin pillows, sprawled out on his belly, just the way he liked to sleep, but couldn’t, on the narrow army cots or the unyielding earth. He would think about Steve, burnt-gold hair and laughing smile, head tipped back to the sun as he read one of Sharon’s letters aloud. As they’d spun out the future and tasted pure hope.
In the pale light of a shy, pale blue late morning, he was stirred from one such dream by the chirping of his phone. Blearily, shifting to his side, Bucky glanced down at the screen – a picture of his mom smiled back up at him from underneath an email notification from you.
“Can I give you a call?”
Simple, to the point. Bucky felt a small tendril of unease in his belly, but he managed to sit up and fire off a “sure.”
Summary: It’s like every single Alpha on the planet won’t rest until they’ve confessed their eternal wish for you to mother their children, and it’s getting old. Luckily, that’s a problem Bucky might be able to fix.
A/N: its finally here! sorry for taking like 30000 years but i got there in the end! happy new year, happy holidays, i hope everyone is well and i hope you enjoy this part!
When you were in the army, you decided that you would never, ever chose an Alpha as a mate. You were surrounded by the worst kind day in day out - and, sure, when you moved companies nobody knew you were an omega thanks to the suppressants, but that just meant they felt like they could say all their shitty opinions about omegas in front of you as if you wouldn’t be offended.
In your opinion, 99% of Alphas were pigs and had zero respect for you no matter how successful you were, or how many suppressants you took. The past few weeks, however, have made you seriously reconsider that percentile.
OMG I just binged this whole thing and wow. Like just wow. I totally relate to the readers need for independence she's so scared to be honest and open herself up to him. And Bucky is so afraid he'll hurt her or that she'll reject him. They're both so stupid and caught up in their own shit that don't realize how perfect they are for each other!!!
Anyways amazing job, I can't wait to see where this goes and if you like a/b/o fics I 10/10 recommend
Summary: college au. you and bucky are the closest of friends, the most functional of roommates, and… exes. but just because it didn’t work out romantically doesn’t mean he has to move out! it’s not like he’s so deeply in love that he can barely breathe. totally not in love. at all. not even a little. maybe.
Pairing: bucky x reader
Warnings: LANGUAGE, the use of marijuana/pot/weed/reefer/that loud
A/N: i had a bad thought while writing this chapter and i’m not going to share it with y’all because that might put y’all off this story. actually fuck it, i’ll share the thought. isn’t it so weird how obsessed we all are with love? like these are college students with so much more happening in their lives but they’re sitting around and always talking about love. and a lot of us do that shit too. weirdos.
There’s a knock at the door and Bucky replies to it with a groan. A loud, I don’t give a fuck if the neighbors hear me kind of groan.
Slumped on the couch, phone balanced on his stomach and remote control set on his thigh, he very nearly snarls. He doesn’t bother to pick up either electronic as he stands, letting his phone fall face down on the area rug while the remote knocks against its corner with a clang.
His journey to the door is comprised less of steps and more of a slide, a glide, a bit of a skate. He’s thankful he kept his socks on and unlocks the door, eyes half-lidded and heavy head tilted back. “The delivery instructions said to text and leave the bag at the door, not to knock and make me get up.”
“That how you talk to delivery people? They should ban your sorry ass from Doordash.”
He straightens his head and glares at Steve— smirking, smug, smart ass Steve who holds a large brown paper bag in one hand and a six pack in the other. It somehow makes Bucky frown deeper. “You intercepted my delivery?”
“And brought you beer,” he holds the cardboard case up and shakes it, smiling.
That smile fades, however, when he pauses in thought for a moment. He frowns then, indignant. Pushes Bucky out of the way to cross the threshold into the apartment. “So, you know, you’re fuckin’ welcome, you ungrateful jerk.”
OMG all this pining is killing me slowly. "you can be happy for her, but miserable about the idea of it all deep down" like ughh of course he's miserable, of she's miserable. Can't they just admit they're in love and kiss already 😭
PS this story is amazing I can't wait to see where you go with it
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