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Summary: Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.

Pairing: Alpha!(Mobster)Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader

Warnings: angst, language, a/b/o, grumpy Bucky, scenting, feisty omega, nesting, cuddling & snuggling, true mates, mentions of sex, a/b/o dynamics, possible smut in future chapters

💦 chapter contains smut

Mr. Grumpy (1)

Mr. Grumpy and his omega (2)

Mr. Grumpy and his ex-mate (3)

Mr. Grumpy and his new mate (4)

Mr. Grumpy and his doll (5)

Mr. Grumpy and his feelings (6)

Mr. Grumpy and the heat (7) 💦

Mr. Grumpy and Mrs. Grumpy (8)

Mr. Grumpy and the pups (Epilogue)

Timestamps:

Mr. Grumpy - Timestamp 2 years

Mr. Grumpy - Timestamp 2 years and three months

Divider by @firefly-graphics​

Find more Bucky stories here:  Sebastian Stan & his roles masterlist

ok but mob!bucky having a nightmare about his enemies killing his fairy in front of him and he’s desperate to get to her when he wakes up

changed this a little from the request, hope u still enjoy <3

how you love me

18+

Content Warning: Mob!Bucky x Best Friend!Reader, mature themes, high!bucky, mention of hard drugs and their effects including paranoia and hallucination, protective!bucky, one kiss, unrequited love, ANGST.

Bucky knows he made a mistake. He knows that trying Peter's products always ends badly, but he still ate the damn shrooms, anyway. The worst part is, you're not even here to settle his wild thoughts.

"You alright, boss?" Peter asks timidly, raising a brow. "Feels good, right? I was thinking we could start selling it. We could make millions."

"Not now, Parker," Sam barks, recognising the look on Bucky's face. "Just go get some water." Once Peter leaves, Sam leans into Bucky. "You okay?"

"I can see the future," Bucky states, sitting back in the armchair with his gaze on the ceiling. "My fairy. He's gonna hurt my fairy."

Sighing, Sam pats his shoulder gently. "Y/N's safe and sound, boss. Barton's got eyes on the venue. She's protected."

"He has men on the inside," Bucky says with wide eyes. "Fisk has a guy on the inside, I know it. I'm psychic, Sam."

"Fisk is in prison, and you're not psychic-"

"I've unlocked my powers," Bucky cuts him off with a grave tone, sitting up. "Fisk has connections. He knows how much fairy means to me. He's gonna kill her."

"Boss-"

"I gotta get to her," Bucky says desperately, standing up and breathing heavily. "I need to save her. I promised her I'd always keep her safe - I need to save her, Sam. It might already be too late!"

"Alright, alright; you can go see her if you really want to," Sam gives in, standing up and taking out his keys. "But I'm driving. You're fucked."

Twenty minutes of Bucky yelling at Sam to hurry the fuck up later, they finally arrive at the small restaurant.

Bucky all but sprints into the venue, on high alert as he looks around, ready to kill anyone who looks suspicious. The restaurant has been booked out for the party, with cutesy decorations and finger food.

Spotting you talking to your friends, Bucky is utterly relieved. He can't help but rush over, grab you by the waist and plant his lips right onto yours in a deep kiss. You're surprised, to say the least, but quickly get lost in the kiss as he holds you tight against his body as he tongue plays with yours. It's as though everyone around you fades into obscurity. The music is silenced, the presence of your friends forgotten. All that matters is Bucky, and how right it feels to be held by him as he sticks his tongue down your throat.

Fuck. Is this it? Is he about to tell you he's in love with you? You can't say you haven't seen it coming, but it will change everything. You almost feel safer as just his friend, but damn would it feel good to hear him finally admit that he wants more from your relationship.

When he pulls away, you let out a nervous laugh, your heart racing. "What- what was that for, Jamie?"

He cups your face in his hand, and for a second he feels stone-cold sober. Why did he kiss you? He doesn't think he can answer that himself. Afraid to confront the possible truth, he clears his throat. "Uh... I'm high as fuck," He utters, completely ruining the moment.

Admittedly, you're disappointed. Feeling deflated, you nod. "Oh," You whisper, hoping it isn't obvious that all you can think of are his lips. "What are you doing here?"

Remembering his psychic reading, Bucky grabs you tightly again. "Fairy, you're in danger."

You're taken aback by his words, offering your confused friends a shrug as you pull him to the side. "Um, what?"

"He wants to kill you," Bucky says with a wild look. "But dont worry; I'm here to save you."

Looking him up and down, you frown with concern. "How much coke are you on right now?"

"Not coke; Parker gave me these incredible shrooms, and they helped me realize that I know everything about you, even your future," He rambles. "And you're gonna be killed unless I save you, fairy."

Knowing he's out of his mind, you remain calm, not wanting to set him off or upset him while he's in this state. "Right. And who's trying to kill me?"

Looking around the room, Bucky frowns. "Is this- what is this?"

"It's a baby shower, Jamie," You tell him. "I told you about it last week, remember?"

With eyes as wide as saucers, he looks down at your stomach and places his palm on it. "You're pregnant?" He asks you, lowering his voice. "Is it mine?"

Snorting, you push his hand away and roll your eyes. "I'm not pregnant, Jamie- and how would that even be possible?"

"Magic?" He whispers. "Fairy dust."

"I think you need to lay off the fairy dust, Buck," You mutter, before taking his hand in yours. "Come on. Let's go home."

After giving your friends an apologetic goodbye, you take Bucky home, thankful for Sam who gives you a ride.

Once you're at his place, you take Bucky upstairs and take off his jacket and shirt.

"What's this?" He questions you with a smirk, watching you pull down the zipper of his pants. "Are we about to fuck?"

"No," You say between laughs, putting him in a comfy t-shirt and pyjama pants.

"I can still see the future, you know," He claims childishly, sitting down on his bed and pulling you down onto his lap. Leaning closer, he whispers, "And you're about to let me fuck you."

Although on any other day, you'd laugh and tell him to screw himself, the emotional day you've already had prevents you from being able to take his words lightly. With all of your friends getting pregnant and married, you feel like something's missing, and the distance between you and Bucky is beginning to feel bigger and bigger. The kiss earlier has only amplified your feelings, leading you to realize that you're no longer satisfied with just being his friend.

"What's wrong, fairy?" He asks with a pout.

You get off his lap to sit next to him instead, looking down. "Nothin'."

"Is this because I wanna fuck you?" He questions you. "Because I always do."

"Stop," You whisper, sniffling as your eyes tear up. "I hate when you say stuff like that."

"What?" He turns to you, confused and concerned as he reaches out for your hand. "What are you talking about, fairy? You know I'm only kidding."

"Exactly," You huff. "You're always kidding. Why can't you take me seriously for once?"

"Woah, baby, I'm always serious with you," He mumbles, stroking the back of your hand. "You're the most serious thing in my life. I love you."

"Not how I love you."

There's a short silence that follows your words, during which you feel a heavy onslaught of regret. Fuck. Why did you have to say that?

"I love you in every single way possible," Bucky claims stubbornly. "I can't even - all I can see is my love around you right now. It's like this pink... cloud. And you're the only one who has it."

"You're so fucking high," You grumble, rubbing your face. "You're not even gonna remember this conversation."

"So, tell me," He pushes you with a slight slur. "Tell me how you love me."

You purse your lips together, almost feeling nauseous.

"Tell me," He whines, burying his face in your neck. "Please, fairy, baby. Tell me."

Letting out a shaky breath, you gather your thoughts before speaking. "I love you in the way that I don't think there's a single thing you could do to make me stop. You're the most special person in the world to me, the only one that truly matters. I love you and it kills me, but I still love you because I'd rather die small deaths everyday than live without you."

He whimpers against your skin, resting his hand on your thigh.

"I love you more than I should," You realize out loud, shocking even yourself. "I love you more than a friend. Even more than a best friend. You don't just have my love; you are my love. It means nothing without you being on the other end of it. But you're not... so I guess it does mean nothing."

His soft snores pull you back to reality. Looking down, you realize that he's fallen asleep, and you can't help but laugh at your own foolishness. You find some comfort in knowing that he'll have forgotten your admission by the time he wakes up - if he even heard it in the first place, that is.

"I love you, Jamie," You whisper, stroking his hair. "More than you'll ever care to find out."

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Bucky vs. Book

^Bucky on his way to you fr^

Summary: Bucky rushes to your aid when he finds out you’re upset. He’s never seen you this distraught before.

Pairing: Bucky x f!Reader

Words: 600 (I don’t think I have ever written something this short before wth)

Warning: It’s kinda angst?? But mostly fluff. 

A/N: Sorry I haven’t been on much lately, school is keeping me busy. I wrote this pretty quickly and it’s just a short little treat while I’m in the middle of writing a mini series. Idk when I’ll finish writing it, but it prob won’t be done this month. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Divider credit: @cafekitsune

“Bucky?” Sam asked.

“M’ busy.” Bucky mumbled, curling a barbell like it was a dumbbell.

“Someone just informed me they heard crying coming from your girl’s room.”

“What?” Bucky dropped the barbell on the ground with a loud thud. 

“Move, out of the way!” Bucky yelled, nearly knocking Sam over as he started sprinting to the gym exit.

Bucky ran so fast that he was bumping into walls and hitting corners, trying to locate the nearest stairs. 

He took the stairs by three, his heart hammering against his chest, his ears on high alert in case he could hear you calling for him.

Finally, he made it to your room, and swung the door open without a second thought, just needing to know if you were okay. Bucky’s wide eyes spotted you instantly, curled into yourself on the rug, tissues littering the floor, sobbing. He had never seen you so upset.

He wasted no time sliding onto his knees and to you.

“Doll? Doll, what’s wrong? What happened? Are you hurt?” He tried to lift your chin to see your beautiful face, but you barely acknowledged him, your puffy eyes cast down.

“My h-heart,” you choked, clutching your chest.

“Are you having a heart attack?” He couldn’t stop himself from sliding his hands all over you, checking for injuries.

“I feel– s-so sad,” was all you could make out between sobs.

“Baby, who hurt you?” He was panicking, he needed to know what happened, why you were so distraught so he could fix it. 

“Stupid book!” You cried, and flung yourself at him, holding him close, and tucking your head into his chest. Bucky immediately reciprocated, wrapping his big arms around you, squeezing you tight, one hand brushing your hair.

That’s when he noticed the outline of a book under a couple tissues.

“It’s not fair,” you cried, body shaking with each breath.

“I know, I know,” he soothed. He, of course, did not know, but he was enormously relieved to see the perpetrator was only a book. 

“They were supposed to end up together! They were p-p-per–” You squeezed him tighter, struggling to get the words out. “Perfect together! Why did the author ruin it? It’s not fair, it’s not fair, they deserve to be happy!” 

“Shhh,” he whispered, starting to rock you back and forth.

“It’s not fair,” you whispered through another cry, and collapsed fully into him.

“It’s not,” Bucky echoed.

Eventually your cries quieted and slowed, and Bucky kissed your forehead and let go of you. You barely had time to question what he was doing when he picked up the book from behind you and started to pretend to punch it. 

“Bad book,” he chastised, “you made my baby cry. Nobody makes my baby cry,”

You couldn’t help but giggle, and wipe the remaining tears from your eyes.

Bucky continued to scold it, and even positioned himself to body slam it.

“Bucky,” you full on laughed, “stop,”

“Not until it apologizes,” he grumbled, faking a chokehold on it. “Oh, shit–” Bucky rolled onto his back and held the book above him, acting out a struggle. “It’s got me baby, help!”

Giving in to his shenanigans, you leaned over and grabbed the book from his hands, and gave it your own weak punch. 

“Fuck you, book,” You sniffed and laughed.

“It can’t hurt you anymore,” Bucky said, patting your back. 

“Thank you, Bucky,” 

“I’ve got you, doll.”

“Why are there dents in all the walls?” Tony’s raised voice could be heard all the way from the floor below.

You looked at Bucky.

“What?” He smiled cheekily. “You needed me.”

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Metal Arms and Shorts Skirts [masterlist]

summary: waltzing in as the new head of the Avenger's medical division, impressing everyone, and... scaring Bucky with your incredibly short skirts. Bucky's having a hard time looking at his arm as anything other than a deadly weapon, and you're more than happy to help him.

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[chapter one.]

bucky barnes and his wandering eyes

[chapter two.]

turns out Natasha is alway right

[chapter three.]

mission gone rogue and it looks like bucky has a new look.

[chapter four.]

being fashionable late, make out sesh and assholes.

[chapter five.]

Bucky finds a new home in you

[x] a small bump

[TBA.] new uniform

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   series summary: y/n and bucky are teammates and she finds herself falling for the blue-eyed soldier. unable to find an escape, she rants about her feelings about him on an anonymous spam account. harmless, right?

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