Say it with me:
SEBASTIAN STAN/CHRIS EVANS IS NOT GOING TO MARRY OR DATE ANYONE ON THIS WEBSITE
Y'all need to come to terms with that. Stop attacking them, women they talks to, or just other people involved in their life.
Summary: You and Bucky argue again, solving it the way you both know works best.
Pairing: Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Reader
Words: 602
Warnings: language, toxic relationship/behaviour, violence (slapping), rough smut/sexy times. 18+ only. Please heed the warnings - if this makes you uncomfortable then click away. YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION.
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A/N: For my lovely mutual @slothspaghettiwrites because she begged so sweetly. Also, I’ve never written rockstar!Bucky before. I hate this, but out it goes.
Main Masterlist / Bucky Barnes Masterlist
Sex with Bucky is been much like his music - loud, messy and exciting.
Too bad he was a fucking asshole.
“You’re a massive bitch, you know that?”
“Says the guy who just throat punched his own manager.”
Bucky hisses as you drag your nails down his tatted back, the newest addition of black ink still sore to the touch. “Didn’t like the way he was lookin’ at you.”
The sinking of Bucky’s teeth into your neck has you suddenly crying out in pain, the back of your head hitting the door. Your vision turns red as you feel him smugly smile against your bruised skin.
Fucker never leaves you alone long enough to heal.
“Besides,” he snarks between bites, “you didn’t hear me fuckin’ whine when you dragged that groupie outta the meet n’ greet two days ago.”
A furious snarl escapes you - how dare he.
Quietly a hand moves away from his latest tattoo to briefly tangle itself in his thick locks - still sweat soaked from his concert earlier - before sharply yanking, and you relish the pained grunt he lets out.
Your pleasure is short lived upon seeing his blood stained teeth, your smile quickly falling - the bastard had the audacity to bite you, that god damned smirk still plastered on his face.
A quick slap is enough to wipe it off.
It stuns him for only a moment.
You watch a range of emotions flit across his face as Bucky’s head slowly moves back, irises almost completely black, the silence broken only by the minute clinking of his dog tags. Your breath hitches as his gaze burns into yours - before he was angry, now he’s downright pissed.
“You crazy bitch,” he spits. “That really how you wanna play this, huh?”
He strikes, viper fast, and a hand snakes its way under your dress, metal signets leaving goosebumps along your thighs as his calloused fingers move upwards. It takes only a few seconds for you to free his cock from his jeans as he hastily shoves your underwear to the side. He doesn’t check to see if you’re ready - the wet patch he felt on your panties was proof enough.
“Here’s your fuckin’ attitude check.”
Another set of rings digs into the back of your neck as he fiercely pulls your mouth to his, swallowing your stuttered moans as he thrusts home.
“Jesus,” he groans, adjusting his grip on your thigh. He verbalises every filthy thought, pinks lips brushing their compliments against your face.
I’m never leaving you again without fucking you first, Princess.
Biggest mistake I coulda made today, missin’ out on this pussy.
This all it takes to put you back in your place, Doll Baby?
Call yourself a hypocrite, but it was the last sentence that was your undoing. Coupled with the rolling of his hips, you had no hope of staving off your impending orgasm.
You ain’t his, Princess. You can’t enjoy anyone else the way you enjoy this.
The rockstar eventually finds his own release, shouting and cursing into your shoulder as you hang on to the last remnants of your second orgasm for the night.
The moment you both break apart to breathe, your tongue darts out to wet your lips in satisfaction. Bucky looks every bit the hot mess that many rockstars are - strands of hair stuck to his face, chest heaving raggedly as his wild eyes follow the movement.
In a way, sex with Bucky will always be much like his music.
Guess it’s a good thing you love rock.
I want someone with secrets,
That nobody know,
I need a gangsta,
To love me better,
Than all the others do,
To always forgive me,
Ride or die with me,
That’s just what gangsters do♥️♥️♥️
endgame steve after a few days: yeah so…peggy actually dumped me after like three months bc she realized we weren’t That compatible After having to spend more than Like. 15 minutes at a time together…and eventually married her actual husband..and had kids. so that’s why the timeline didn’t separate! but i got stranded with no WiFi for 50 years bc i didnt have any more pym particles
sam: bro. What?
steve: I got the ring from the dollar store on the way over here bc i didn’t wanna look dumb :/
bucky: that ships BEEN sailed bro
sam: bro. WHAT?
steve: at one point i almost got polio bc i forgot i never got vaccinated
sam and bucky:
Friendly reminder that this blog is pro-choice and if you don’t think a woman should have full control of her own body, then kindly unfollow me right now and go to hell
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They even having matching stripes down their arms in the middle two! :D
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who is endgame steve? i don’t know him
Avengers AU
Bucky x Dot, Bucky x reader, Steve x Reader
Summary: Being with him was wrong, he has someone waiting for him. Being wrong felt so good, till it didn't. And when it all goes bad there's someone there to gently pick up the pieces.
Updated: Aug 12th
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