|| pairing: james "bucky" barnes x gn!reader
|| warnings: this might be ooc, im js getting back into marvel so yeah đ©”
|| word count: 0.5k
The past few days had been quiet. Bucky had just gotten home from a mission with Steve and Sam. As much as he denied it, it really seemed like he was becoming an Avenger. Again, he hated to admit it, but he acted a lot like a hero.
Though, you could go with a bit less worrying. Whenever he left to go for an operation, you were terrified if he would come back or not. You shouldn't be, though. He lived for you. He promised to be alive for you.
Currently, you were in the kitchen. Cutting up some veggies for the pasta you were cooking. Bucky offhandedly mentioned his love for pasta, so everytime he came back from a mission, you made pasta for him.
Footsteps could be heard from the hallway, and Bucky came into view. Wearing his usual black sweatpants and white t-shirt, his hair pulled back into a small ponytail. He'd been growing it out.
"Hey, babe, can you turn the heat of the stove lower?"
He hummed and did as you told before wrapping his arms around your waist. His metal arm was cold compared to his real arm. You didn't mind, but you favoured his real arm. For obvious reasons.
The super soldier pushed his face into the crook of your neck, taking a breath of your scent in as he spoke lowly. "What're you making this time?"
"Carbonara. You want something else?"
"No. I love whatever y'cook, doll."
Your heart fluttered at that, but you just shook your head and finished up chopping the veggies. Gingerly pushing it into the pot and turned to finally put all your attention to your partner.
"How was the mission?"
He grunted in response. A small smile spread across your face. That was better then if it went badly. When the operation went badly, he usually just groaned and paced around the living room.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, the two of you slowly swaying to "We'll Meet Again." When you cooked you loved putting music on. Especially old-timey music. It was so romantic and calming. Another plus was that Bucky knew all the words to the songs.
As the two of you swayed, he hummed quietly. Muttering the words, "we'll meet again, don't know where, don't now when.. But I know we'll meet 'gain some sunny day."
No one would have ever pegged him for a singer. But with you? He was comfortable doing almost anything. He loved humming along to the music he knew. And you loved listening to his usually gruff and cold voice be more soft. Quiet. Calm.
Bucky chuckled before spinning you in the spot, a small yelp leaving your lips and Bucky's smile widened. He got bolder with your moves. Dancing around the kitchen as if he was back in 1943, dancing away at some pub with someone he's going steady with.
He spun you, dipped you and by the end pressed you close to his chest. Placing a small kiss to your forehead as the two of you just stood there quietly.
"Mission must've went super well, huh?"
He snorted and shook his head. "Stop talkin' 'bout work"
"Why?" You teased and kissed his jaw softly. Running your fingers at the back of his head and scratching his scalp gently.
"'Cause I wanna enjoy my time with you."
"Who knew you were such a softie?"
He huffed and let out a small laugh "Oh, shut up and let's keep dancing."
And you did just that.
super short one shot, but i needed to write bout bucky <3
Some life series drawings and an oc animation i made !!! :333
sorry i havent posted in a long ass time
SOOOO... How're ya'll feelin bout s5 monkie kid? :3
i hope cleo wins next season just so that divorce quartet and desert duo can live out their toxic epic relationships in the winner afterlife together. they would all annoy each other so bad. i believe
Bullet Train Hawks au?
Bullet Train Hawks au.
I love how irresponsibly fed up his expressions turned out.
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|| pairing : james "bucky" barnes x florist!reader
|| warning : nothing ! jealous bucky makes a brief entrance đ„
|| wc : 2.1k
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The Avengers Towerâs atmosphere was awkward. Like, a weird tense awkwardness. Clint, Wanda, Sam and Bruce got back from their mission which.. Did not go according to plan, and were already bummed out with that, despite there being a backup plan. Tony had a fight with Pepper, yet again, which letâs be real, no oneâs surprised about. And last but certainly not least, Peter had seen Bucky leave your apartment the previous night.
I would love to say that Bucky did a graceful job at covering for himself and explaining it.. But thatâd be a lie. The second Peter uttered the words âMr. Barnes?â Bucky ignored him and sped walk outta there. But being an Avenger, and having Peter practically live in the Tower made it virtually impossible NOT to run into him at least once.
âItâs not that big a deal, James, I promise.â You said, your phone pressed against your ear and shoulder. Currently, you were out checking on your shop and running a few errands. Thatâs when Bucky called and told you the whole ordeal after you shut the door. âI really donât see how itâs such a big deal. Just explain to Peter that weâre friends.â
But I donât want to. He thought, I want you as my secret. As strange as it is, you were one of the only things he felt he had that wasnât poisoned by Hydra or the Avengers. He loved the Avengers (.. sorta) but he needed to have something that was his.
âYeah, okay. Okay. Just- the team can be.. Unbearable with gossip.â He groaned and ran a hand through his hair. âSorry for calling you âbout thisâ
âHey, no, I get that. You donât gotta explain why you freaked out about Peter,â Your voice was full of understanding. Oh, god, Bucky absolutely loves- no. No, no no. âOh, and never apologize for talking to me, I love talking to youâ
âOh,â He felt his cheeks warm up. âI like talking to you too.â
A small laugh could be heard from your end of the line, god, he could melt with how warm your laugh was.
âHey, I gotta head off, Iâm meeting up with my brother and his wife for a small get together, but Iâll talk to you later, âkay?â
âYour brother?â
âYeah, I thought I told you âbout him! His nameâs Silas? Heâs a pretentious fuck. Love him to bits, but I donât like him, yâknow?â This made Bucky let out a small chuckle. He had remembered a past conversation of yours where you rambled on about how your older brother was the golden child in your family.
âGood luck with him, [Name]â
âThanks, James, Iâll call you laterâ
âByeâ He tried to hide his disappointment in his voice before hanging up. Man, what were you doing to him? Heâs a lone wolf, never likes anyone, always grumpy, and rarely smiles. But with you? Seemed like he was the jolliest guy on Earth.
Ah, but he can sort out his feelings later. Right now he needed to talk with a certain Peter Parker.
â
âD-Did you need something, Mr. Barnes?â
Bucky was quick to find the spiderling, he was up in the lab with Bruce. Tinkering away at some sort of more protective type of suit, trying to replicate vibranium without using vibranium. He made up some bullshit excuse for why he needed to talk with Peter, even if Bruce knew it was a lie, he didnât fight it.
âWhat you saw last nightââ
âYou leaving [Name]âs apartment last night?â
Buckyâs eyebrow twitched, god the way he said it felt like he was caught in an affair. âYes. That. It was nothing.â
âWith all due respect, Mr. Barnes, but if it was nothing, whyâd you run away?â
âI didnât run away,â He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the teenager. âIt was.. A strategic retreat.â
Peter deadpanned. âMr. Barnes, I donât care if youâre dating-â
âWeâre not dating.â
âOh.â Peter sighed and snapped his fingers. âI owe Aunt May 20 bucks now.â
âMaybe you deserve it.â Bucky sighed and tapped his finger against his arm. âLook, just.. Donât tell anyone Iâm friends with [Name].â
Now.. This is where Bucky lost Peter. Why? What?? It was a strange request. A doable one! But a real strange one. âW.. Why?â
âBecause Samâll bring it up non-stop and Iâll get teased.â It wasn't a lie, but again, not the full reason he wanted to hide you away from the team.
Peterâs puzzled look turned into a more sinister one. âI wonât tell anyone.. But I want you to give me 20 bucks every week I gotta keep your secretâ
âWha- fine. Yeah sure.â Wasnât like Bucky had anything to spend it on. âIf you tell anyone, Iâm ripping your arms off.â He said with a small glare before turning away and walking off.
â.. Arms plural? Wait! Mr. Barnes! Arms plural??â
â
With that small confrontation over, Bucky was able to rest easy. Sure, heâd lose a couple of bucks, but really it was Tony who was throwing his money around. I mean, letâs think about it. So many people live in one tower, with electricity running practically everything. The electricity, water and heating bill must be skyrocketed. Ah, but that wasnât our dear Buckyâs problem.
No, Bucky had to sort through his feelings and try to label your friendship. So he did the one thing that allowed him to feel.. Better, run.
Leaving the Tower was easy enough, being the âWinter Soldierâ made it so everyone was automatically scared of him. Slipping away was easy, what was a problem was where he wanted to run. He let his legs take him.
The wind in his hair, the small burn in his legs as he ran farther and farther. His heart rate beating every time he was able to run longer and faster due since there werenât many people around or stops. Bucky loved to run. He would run all day if he could, it felt like freedom to him. Something he wouldnât let anyone take from him.
Bucky ran around a few blocks multiple times, by the end of it his face was damp, but not as sweaty as the normal person would be. Again, Super Soldier. Barely got tired. But, he still wanted to get something to hydrate himself. He sped walked over to that one Cafe that was across from your shop, your friend Finn ran it? At least, thatâs what you told him. Maybe he could visit you afâ
âJames?â
Or now. It seemed you were taking your lunch break or something, âcause you were standing at the counter. Leaning against the solid surface, talking with Finn. And for some reason, that made a pit form in Buckyâs stomach. But, like many things, he ignored it and walked over to you, giving a small wave to you and.. Finn.
âHey man, you want anything?â Finn had a charming smile on his face, he seemed.. Boyish. Certainly younger than Bucky, I mean, he looked like he was in his mid-twenties, younger than you.
âBlack coffee.â
You snorted and tilted your head up at him. âNo cream or sugar? Pegged you for a sweet guyâ
The corners of Buckyâs lips perked up for a moment and he just huffed. âGot used to it.â He did, as a young adult and the war happening, everyone had to ration. That meant when he had coffee, it had to be black. None of the fancy sweeteners.
âBoring,â You hit your hip against his in a playful manner.
In a matter of seconds, Finn came back with Buckyâs drink. Some shitty ass black coffee that was overpriced. Ah, love New York. Though, it was fine. What wasnât fine was how Finn just kept smiling and practically flirting with you.
âWe should definitely go together, itâd be really fun, hell I could pay for your ticket too.â
âFinn, you shouldnât, Iâd be able to!â You giggled behind your palm. âBut, Iâm not opposed to thatâ
âWe could get dinner, hangout beforehand too?â
Smooth. âIâll definitely think about it, Finnâ
Stealing a quick glance at Bucky, you realized his confusion. âAh, me and Finn were talking about watching a musical together!â
âWhich one?â
âThe Guy Who Didnât Like Musicals!â
âThatâs a thing?â
âItâs definitely a thing.â You crossed your arms with a wide smile. âItâs really good! I should show it to you, thereâs a recorded version of it up on Youtube.â
He hummed in reply and gave a lazy shrug. âYouâll have to send me a link to it.â
With a small check of your watch you took in a sharp inhale. âShit, sorry guys, my breaks almost over, Bye Finn! Bye James!â
âIâll walk you tâyour shop.â
Now this you wouldnât pass up on. You turned back and gave a small wave to Finn as you and James walked out. The second you felt a wave of fresh air roll on you, Bucky put his arm around your shoulder. A small smile tugged on your face as our eyebrow raised. âWhatâcha thinkin, big guy?â
â.. Thereâs a lotta cars.â He muttered. The both of you were standing side by side, he was walking on the outer edge of the sidewalk while you walked on the inner. Something you didnât even realize.
âSuch a gentleman, ey, James?â
He glanced over to you, a small smile tugging at his lips as he held you close. You didnât mind it, didnât mind that he was warm, didnât mind when his grip on you tightened when crossing the street, didnât mind the momentary lingering he had before pulling away from you when you got to the shop.
âThanks for walking me!â You pushed open the door and grabbed your apron as Bucky stood in the doorframe. He wanted to stay longer, but he didnât want to distract you as you worked.
He nodded to your thanks and looked around the shop. It still smelled like a garden, everything still felt humid. Everything was still the same. The flowers were in neat rows but they still perfectly transitioned into one another, the small rotating seed holder was still fully stocked. You talked about how people would grab the seeds and buy them, bunches at a time, but you never let it look like that. Always wanted it to be full, just in case.
âOn the house.â Shit, he didnât even realize you were behind him. What great assassin skills guys, real good. You had a hydrangea in your hand. âItâs blue, like your eyes.â
A few beats of silence settled between you two. Bucky just stared at you as your face got increasingly hot.
âT-That was stupid! I dunno why I did that, uh- itâs just what I like to do with friends, give âem flowers on the house I-â He cut you off by taking the flower from your hand, all gently and he quietly examined it.
âItâs real pretty.â He muttered and held it close to his chest. âThanks, [Name].â
âYouâre welcome! I-â
Again, you were cut off, not by Bucky, but by his phone. He muttered a small curse and a âsorryâ before walking a few feet away. As much as youâd love not to eavesdrop.. IT WAS SO EASY. Not like you had much to work with.
âMhm⊠No, Iâm out right now,went on a run.. No, I didnât see Sam⊠You can tell him to suck it up. Iâm notââ He groaned and stayed quiet as the other person on the line kept speaking. âIâm not- just âcause they screwed up shouldnât mean-.. Ugh. Fine, youâre the captain, punk.. Yeah yeah, Iâll be back soon.â
With that he hung up the phone, glaring at it as if it just cursed everyone in his family line.
âSorry for that, doll, it was work. Turns out next time Sam and the idiots go out, I have to go with them âcause they canât do shit.â He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath, calming himself before he spoke up again. âI gotta go, but Iâll text you.â
âGoodluck with uh, Sam and the idiots.â It wasnât funny, Bucky was genuinely ticked off, but you couldnât help but giggle. Thankfully, that seemed to ease some of his tension. His shoulders dropped as he walked over to the door, shooting a small wave to you before leaving.
Hydrangea still in hand.. It was pretty. Like you.
|| the title of this chapter makes this part seem real scary đđ its not, its cutsie. also, i wanted to just show small bits of jealous bucky cz i love jealous bucky. jealous bucky WILL be getting a full part of his own later down the line.
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One thing golden era Wattpad writers had going for them was that they knew the importance of a buildup. I'm of the opinion that the sexual tension is WAY more satisfying to read than the actual sex and quite frankly there is a serious lack of non smutty writing.
Like I really miss reading fics/ x readers that start from scratch. Meeting the characters, initial reactions getting to know them, the tension the jealousy the TENSION the freaking tension.
Looking and looking away when they get spotted, touches that feel like they linger but perhaps they didn't and they're both so hot for each other that they think it's wishful thinking. And I don't mean just sweet sunshine romances, darker works can have a buildup too but it seems like so much is just about getting to the smut instead of the psychological aspect.
Bring back the build up!!!!!!!
AUGH CRYING MYSELF TO SLEEP THIS IS SO GOOD
going ice skating with Dabi and Hawks and just laughing whenever they fall <3
it's practically the end of winter but I can't get off my mind
okay contrary to popular belief i think touya shows off the he knows how to ice skate. keigo can't and he is like a baby deer on the ice.
and it's so cute, when you brought up the idea touya was actually excited to go. neither could ever really say no to you (keigo's weakness is your pout and touya is always down to go with the flow) and both thought that ice skating was a fun little date idea.
so here the three of you were downtown hosu, touya showing off by skating past keigo backwards with his hands in his pockets while the blonde clings to the walls on unsteady feet. you can't help but cackle at the sight-- you've offered your hand to him multiple times but he refuses it every time. he's determined to 'look cool' in front of you and actually skate, but you only find him endearing and dorkish.
at some point you pull off to the side and throw your legs over the wall and watch the two of them antagonize each other. keigo is trying to defend himself against touya's teasing-- it's not working.
the sight is sweet. touya looks a lot healthier since rehab and getting out of the hospital, and keigo is starting to relax and take care of himself better since taking the role of president of the hpsc. and yeah, they are happy-- you know they are. they've come to terms with their situations and their lives but in this moment, where they only have to worry about gliding (or trying) to move around the ice-- they couldn't have looked more carefree.
the sight of them makes your heart clench. touya's eyes meet yours over the makeshift rink and he grins. you can see the warmth in his eyes, there's a fire in those irises but it burns for a different reason. still hot and scorching, but not nearly as unconstrained as before.
"he looks happy," a voice speaks beside you and you practically jump at the sound of it.
"shouto!" your heart races as your head turns to find the boy standing just off to the side of you, hands clasped behind his back and staring off to the rink where his eldest brother terrorizes your boyfriend. your heart settles slowly, watching his gaze and tracing it until it lands on your two idiots. "what are you doing out in hosu?"
"i help with the rink sometimes," he shrugs halfheartedly. "patrol shift."
you hum in response but don't really say anything. your relationship with the youngest todoroki isn't the strongest, but it's there. since the war both you and touya have been trying to build a relationship with him-- with all of the todoroki siblings.
touya's head lifts and sees his younger brother standing next to you-- he lifts a hand in greeting and shouto returns it. your boyfriend's mouth moves a little to form what you know is a small smile but whether shouto knows that is beyond you. touya looks as if he's going to move to join the two of you but he can't go anywhere with keigo clinging to his arm and desperately trying not to land on his ass.
"you want to go to dinner with us? if your patrol is over any time soon," you're speaking before you can even think about it. but you can see the way shouto watches the two of them, he's moved closer to stand next to you and there's a hint of a fond smile on his lips.
shouto nods a little. if he's shocked at all about the offer his expression doesn't show it. "i'm off in thirty minutes. i'd love to join you guys."
your smile mirrors his. and yeah, touya was a little grumpy about his younger brother crashing date night with you and keigo-- but he enjoyed spending time with his younger brother.
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