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proud

pairing: dad! sebastian stan x evans! mom! reader

summary: sebastian gushes about his daughter on jimmy fallon… nothing makes him prouder

warnings: use of y/n and implied birth i guess? chris sounding like the best uncle to exist… bc lets be honest, he would be

wc: 768

a/n: this was written on my phone so im not sure abt the quality but its sweet… enjoy!

my other evans! actress! reader one shot… still planning on a mini series!

“Your daughter was born not long ago, right?” Jimmy Fallon questioned, turning to Sebastian with a smile. He was passionate about the movie they were previously speaking about, his eyes were already shining but at the mention of his daughter, his eyes shone much brighter than before. A look of pride washed over his face.

“Two months ago yesterday” Seb nodded proudly, the memory of meeting his precious little girl filling his mind.

The sound of a baby’s cry filled the room as you fell back against the hospital bed, breathing hard, tears rolling down your cheeks. It wasn’t just any baby’s cries. It was yours. Your little girl.

Over the crying, the faint whispers of Sebastian’s words filled your ears. He was crying too. “I’m so proud of you” He repeated

The moment the midwife place her in your arms, happy tears spilled from your eyes. “I’m so proud of you,” Sebastian said pressing kisses to your head, your shoulders, your neck, arms wrapping around you as he looked down at his daughter, a few tears rolling down his face.

“She’s beautiful,” You say, close to a whisper as you smile down at her.

“She looks like you,” He tells you as your daughter's hand closed around his finger. Wiping your tears with his other hand, Sebastian smiled as he kissed you. “Thank you.”

His smile grew wider when Jimmy held up the photo you had posted to Instagram of your baby girl's tiny hand holding onto Seb’s finger. You’d both decided to keep your baby’s face off the internet for as long as possible… for her safety but a part of you just wanted to keep her to yourself. Your’s and Sebastian’s perfect creation.

“She seems tiny” Jimmy chuckled

“Oh, she is. Very tiny. Definitely her mother’s daughter… Y/n’s words, not mine” He laughed, finally looking up from the photo.

“Chris Evans was on the show a few months ago he said he was pushing for the name Chris despite her being a girl.”

“The sad thing about that is he was being completely serious. We said no everytime” Sebastian said, unable to tone down his smile. “But we did compromise with a another name he suggested—“ He stopped abruptly before chucking to himself. “I wasn't supposed to admit Chris suggested a name Y/n fell in love with. Sorry, Doll” Seb looked into the camera, knowing you were watching at home in bed probably with your daughter in your arms fast asleep.

“Elora is such a beautiful name” The audience cheered at the mention.

Elora Georgeta Lisa Stan

Although her name might sound long, it means a lot to both you and Sebastian. Having both his and your mother's names as her middle names meant a lot to both of you.

“So, tell me about her”

>><<

The house was quiet as Sebastian climbed the stairs and walked down the hallway towards your shared room. The door was open, the room was dark except the faint glow of the tv.

A smile rested on his face, seeing you laying in his shirt fast asleep in the middle of the bed. It was clear you tried to stay awake, your phone still in hand as you slept peacefully. He pressed a kiss to your forehead before turning to the bassinet where Elora stirred. He knows he probably shouldn't but he picked her up anyway.

Seb kissed her forehead with a happy, content smile as he rocked her slightly in his arms. Elora’s bright blue eyes stared up at him, taking in his face with her little smile. “You're happy I'm home?” He whispered, kissing her forehead again.

“I am” You respond tiredly, opening your eyes to smile at him.

“I didn't mean to wake you” Sebastian smiled lightly as he sat down against the headboard where you had propped yourself up.

“I’m glad you did. I love watching you with Elle” You say, smiling up at him while taking your daughter's hand in your own. “What you said about her to Jimmy... it was sweet. You made me cry”

“At what part? When I talked about how proud of you I am?” Seb questioned with a slight smirk, knowing he hit the nail on the head. Every time he said it, every time he thanked you, you would cry.

“Don’t even start, Stan” You glared playfully.

“You know what we have to do now?” He asked, pulling you into him and pressing his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. You raised an eyebrow in question. “Give you the same last name as me and our little girl.”

disappear

pairing: sebastian stan x evans!actress!reader

summary: you’ve walked red carpets ever since you were a child but that doesn’t mean you like them. you always have sebastian to calm your nerves

warnings: use of y/n, self harm scars, mental health struggles, reader getting overwhelmed and anxious, slight age gap (seb is 39, reader is 27)

wc: 1.2k

a/n: im making this pairing into a series of oneshots bc i acc love them sm

my other evans! actress! one shot… yet to become a mini series

You hadn't changed... well not that much anyway. You were still the same Y/n Evans everyone knew 2 years ago before you made your decision to take yourself away from social media and your career. It was affecting you too much and not in a good way. Everything you were reading and hearing about yourself was breaking you down. It happened slowly. No one noticed at first. It was only when you didn't make appearances at events, on red carpets and cried, panicked and refused to leave the house knowing someone with something to say was waiting somewhere to take a photo of you.

There was always someone waiting. That scared you. It always had. When it all started you were only a child. You walked red carpets, clinging onto Chris. If he didn't have one, you were always his date. Your brother always treated you like a princess. He was is your hero. Then you walked carpets at premieres of your own. You quickly became very well known. People shouting from all different directions for you to look at them, for you to smile. You would never forget the first time it all became too much. At 10 years old you stood frozen, teary-eyed as people screamed at you to look somewhere and smile. Chris was with you. He took your hand and turned you away from everyone as he led you away. At 16, Chris treated you to a day of shopping. That was the day he protected you from a group of overbearing paparazzi. He pulled you close to him and shouted at them to back off as he pulled you away. You were panicking. The first major panic attack you remember having.

He worried when you moved to LA. You reassured him there was nothing to worry about and that you were only a phone call away. You knew why he worried. To be honest you worried too but you refused to let any of your family see that. You reminded them you were 22 and fine to be on your own. How wrong you were.

It wasn't long before Chris was there to see you. It had only been 3 months. He was in LA for Jimmy Fallon after the Civil War release. That was the first time you met Sebastian. Usually meeting one of Chris's friends made you nervous but the moment Sebastian looked at you and smiled, all your nerves slipped away. You were calm around him. Of course, Chris noticed and a few days later told Seb how at ease you were around him which was completely unlike you. It had always taken you a while to warm up to people and come out of your shell.

He messaged you that night

imsebastianstan wants to send you a message

It was good meeting you the other day

We should do it again

Yeah, it was good meeting you too

I'm free this Saturday if you are

You messaged all the time, met up for coffee whenever you both had the time. He always made sure he had time for you. If he was away he'd fly back to LA for a weekend so he could spend time with you. He spent time with you and Chris when their weekend visits matched up. That happened for almost 2 years until he finally asked you out. You were surprised when he told you it was Chris who told him to just do it.

You started to tell him more... more than you'd tell Chris. You cried when you told him about your history of self-harm and mental health and how it started after you moved away. He kissed your scars. "You're beautiful," He said against your wrists and thighs as he kissed every scar, every mark. He promised to do his best to protect you just how Chris used to. He promised to make you feel safe, loved and like the most special person on the planet.

Of course, he kept his promises. Sebastian kept his promises even when things started to get bad again. People waiting everywhere to take photos of you. It got especially bad after news of your and Sebastian's one year anniversary and him moving in with you. Everyone wanted a photo of the two of you. You refused to leave the house. You cried every time you had to. You dreaded getting out of bed, knowing you had to leave the house and go to work or run errands. You had enough when articles started popping up everywhere. Old and new ones. Criticizing ones and annoyingly positive ones.

Y/n Evans (25), the voice of Disney's Rapunzel and younger sister of actor Chris Evans, dating actor Sebastian Stan (37)

That particular article got to you. It compared you to everyone else he dated. It criticized your age and how you're just over a decade younger than him. You'd never thought about it nor did it bother you until now. It talked about how you were most likely only with him for his money and his name. "Don't listen to anything they're saying. You know none of it's true. You know I love you more than I've loved anyone else" Sebastian told you that night when he got home. You were crying. He wiped your tears and held you on the living room floor until you fell asleep.

The next event you attended ended up being your last for many reasons. It was the first you'd attended with Seb. That article was brought up more than once. The one that praised him but degraded you. Sebastian was keeping his promise of protecting you, standing up for you and calling anyone out if they said something. You went home, deleted all social media and disappeared.

"I really don't want to, Sebastian" You sighed as you stood in front of the mirror in your dress. The first time in 2 years you'd worn something so expensive. "I said baby steps. Being invited and going to the Oscars seems like a pretty big step. A step I'm definitely not ready for" Sebastian smiled at you through the mirror as his arms snaked around your waist, hands resting over the bump that was your daughter.

"Well, I change my mind. This isn't just me reappearing after 2 years, it's also a pregnancy announcement. People are going to say things. I'm not ready. What if I just give up my career and be a stay at home mom? That seems fun"

“You don’t want that and you know it. You miss this”

“Miss red carpets and events? Nope, I still hate them”

“I meant acting. You miss acting. You miss playing a character”

"You know me too well" You smile, pushing his hands away as you move across the room for your shoes. "36 weeks pregnant and wearing heels doesn't seem like a good idea..." You sigh, attempting to bend down to pick them up but failing miserably, your bump too big now to do simple things on your own. Sebastian laughs when you turn to him with an annoyed sigh.

You gripped his hand tighter as you felt your anxiety rise. The screams of your name were already becoming too much. Thoughts of giving up and disappearing again entered your mind but you pushed them back. You missed this. Not the events and red carpets but the acting. You missed the feeling that came with it. You missed spending time with people like you. People who did the same things as you. People who could relate.

"You okay?" Sebastian asked quietly, squeezing your hand. You turned to him with a smile and nodded. "I'm good. It's okay" You reassured truthfully. "My feet hurt... heels were a bad idea" He laughed and smiled down at you. You were fine.

Help!!!! I can't stop reading fanfics about Sebastian Stan. I need urgent therapy!!!!

“More Than Friends”

Part 2 of “Friends.....Maybe?”

Summary: Bucky finally mans up and confesses everything and has to ask for forgiveness.  

Warning: None

A/N: I finally decided to write the second part of this. And now I’m going to write another chapter of “Unexpected Gifts” 

“I messed up big time.”

After putting you to bed and texting Steve, Bucky goes to the kitchen and cleans up everything. He puts all the food away. Of course, he can’t help but taste it while he does. Once he taste it, it only causes him to hate himself more.

“God, I’m such an idiot.” He says to himself as he puts a lid on the container.

He puts the dishes in the dishwasher then heads to his room. He gets to his room and his phone chimes with a notification. It was a message from Steve.

Steve honestly doesn’t want to know what Bucky means by his text, but he has a gut feeling it has something to do with Y/N. He shakes his head and types a response. He presses send then puts his phone away.

-What did you do?

Bucky goes on to explain what happened tonight and waits for Steve to answer. Steve never answers.

Over the next two days, Bucky doesn’t see you and he doesn’t try to look for you because he knows you don’t want to see him. What he doesn’t know is that you haven’t moved from the bed since he put you there.

The team gets back in the evening of the second day. Bucky is in the hanger to see everyone. Steve steps off the quinjet with an unreadable expression. Nat and Wanda are next. They both step off and glare at Bucky.

“Barnes, I swear if what you did is not undoable then so help me god.” Natasha’s words aren’t laced with venom.

Bucky can’t help but duck his head because he knows it’s the truth.

Nat and Wanda go inside the compound to find you. They find you exactly where Bucky left you two days ago.

You’re curled up in the bed with your back to the door. You hear the door open, thinking it’s Bucky trying to check on you, you throw a pillow towards the doorway.

“Hey, we haven’t done anything.” Wanda says as she walks into the room and joins you on the bed.

Under your eyes there is old mascara, where Bucky didn’t quite wipe it off enough. Your skin is pale and your eyes are bloodshot and puffy.

“Oh, love.” Wanda reaches over and pulls you into her.

You start to break down again. All the feelings of hurt, rejection, and so much more, all come crashing down on you.

The last two days, you just laid in your bed staring at the ceiling. You couldn’t cry or make yourself get up, you were numb.

Now, you were feeling everything. Nat joins you both in the bed.

“How about you go take a shower and get cleaned up then we will have a girl’s night? We can watch movies or do whatever you want.” Nat says looking over at you.

You turn your head towards her and nod.

“Ok then, go shower. Because not to hurt your feelings but you have a funk going on.” Nat and Wanda laugh

You can’t help but laugh with them. Nat and Wanda get up so you can get out of the bed. You slowly get up, your muscles protesting from a lack of use.

“Take as long as you need.” They smile.

You walk into the bathroom and shut the door. You look at yourself in the mirror for the first time since that night. You’re still in the dress you bought, but your earrings and necklace are missing and your makeup is half wiped off.

You know you didn’t do any of it, so you knew it had to have been Bucky. Your heart flutters just slightly at the thought of him being so kind to do those things, but it’s quickly fades and is replaced with heartbreak.

You aren’t too sure why you are heartbroken, it’s not like he knew your feelings or reciprocated them. You just wanted to be a friend to him, even if that’s all it was. Deep down, you knew you loved him, so if just being his friend was all you had, then that would be enough. You just never got the chance to even be his friend.

You turn away from the mirror and begin to strip. You through the dress into the small trash can in your bathroom. You don’t want it as a reminder of what happened.

You turn the shower on and let it warm up. In no time, the bathroom is covered with steam. You step into the steaming water and sigh in relief. Your body relaxes and relishes in the heat from the water.

Once Wanda and Natasha hear the water cut on, they get to work. They strip your bed of the covers and sheets you’ve been laying in for the past two days. Wanda puts on the fresh sheets and lights a few candles.

Natasha sends the old sheets to the laundry and starts to gather food. She orders your favorite sushi, she grabs ice cream, chocolate, and a bottle of wine or two. Natasha comes back to your room in a much better state than when she first arrived.

She puts all the food on your desk, and they wait for you to finish in the shower.

After what feels like hours in the shower, you turn the water off. You feel more human now that you’ve showered. You dry off and put on a big tshirt and pajama shorts. You towel dry your hair then exit the bathroom.

Your eyes land on the desk full of food and your stomach audibly growls. You all three laugh at the noise.

Wanda uses her power to bring the sushi over to you. You laugh a little more then climb into the bed. Wanda and Natasha sit on both sides of you. Nat turns on your favorite Disney movie, and you all dig in to the sushi.

Wanda brings over the bottle of wine. All three of you pass it around, but you seem to drink the most of it. By the end of the movie, you were more tipsy than Wanda and Natasha.

“Feel better?” Wanda asks.

You sigh and lay back. Tears start to well up in your eyes.

“To be honest.” You start. “Not really. I love you two, but I still feel like my heart has been ripped out.” Tears slip down your cheeks.

“It’s gonna be ok.” Nat says softly.

“Just give it some time.” Wanda rubs your arm.

“How am I supposed to get over him if he’s always around? I see him everyday.” You cry more. “Him and his beautiful blue eyes, his hair, and his hot body.” You sigh and cover your face with a pillow.

“I hate myself!” You groan into the pillow. “I didn’t want to fall in love with, but I did. I let him and his stupid metal arm worm his way into my heart.”

Natasha and Wanda share a look and have to keep from laughing at your alcohol filled words.

“And the thing is, I love him so much, if he apologized I would forgive him.” You move the pillow and look up at the pair of redheads. “You two probably think I’m crazy.”

“No, Y/N, you’re not crazy.” Wanda says. “I truly believe you can’t choose who you fall in love with. It just happens.”

“Is there any more wine or maybe something stronger?” You ask.

“I think I can finds us something.” Natasha gets up and goes to the kitchen.

Sam, Steve, and Bucky are all in the common room. Steve and Sam letting Bucky have it. Even if Bucky couldn’t see how you felt about him, everyone else could. That’s why everyone always told her to keep trying with him, hoping maybe one day he would finally give in.

“Guys, I get it! I know I was a terrible person to her.” Bucky sighs and lays his head back against the couch.

“Do you Barnes?” Natasha asks as she walks out of the kitchen with a bottle of vodka. “Because if you do, you better start finding a way to make it up to her. She is so in love with you that she would settle for just being your friend if you didn’t feel the same, but she would never tell you that.”

Bucky just stares at Natasha in complete shock. You were in love with him? Why? All the things he’d done in his past and the ways he treated you, how could you love him?

Nat just shakes her head before turning and going back to your room.

Bucky looks back at Steve and Sam. “What should I do?”

The guys start to come up with a plan to help Bucky make it up to you.

When Natasha walks back into your room, she finds you asleep on Wanda’s shoulder.

“What took you so long?” Wanda questions the Russian.

“I had to talk some sense into Barnes’ thick skull.” She says.

Wanda gets up from the bed, careful not to wake you. They gather up the trash from your girl’s night and quietly leave you to sleep.

They join the guys in the common room. The guys are still trying to come up with a plan.

“Maybe, I should just go talk to her.” Bucky says. “If I just tell her everything, maybe I cam fix this. Then if that doesn’t work, I don’t know.” Bucky stands up from the couch.

“She’s asleep.” Wanda stops him.

“Then I will talk to her first thing in the morning.” He sighs. Bucky decided to turn in for the night. 

He walks to his room, feeling like total crap. Bucky doesn’t even want to imagine what you feel like. 

Bucky has never had love. He was a ladies man in the 40s and there was definitely no love with Hydra. It was all foreign to him. The feeling he gets in his stomach when you do something for him, the affect your smile has on him, and so many other things, yet, he is a total jerk to you about everything. 

Bucky didn’t want to love you because he thought he was too broken. That he was beyond repair, but he couldn’t stop himself, so he thought if he made you hate him then it would be easier on himself. 

Bucky gets into his room and falls face first onto the bed. He groans into the mattress then rolls over. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you let me know when Agent Y/L/N is awake?” 

“Of course, Sargent Barnes.” The AI responds. 

Bucky gets up and gets ready for bed. He takes a shower then puts on only his boxers for bed. He settles in and forces himself to fall asleep. 

It’s well after midnight when F.R.I.D.A.Y’s voice is heard in Bucky’s room. He is startled awake by her voice. 

“Sargent Barnes, Agent Y/L/N is awake and in the kitchen.” She says. 

“What time is it?” Bucky asks the AI. 

“2:36 a.m.” She answers. 

He groans as he rolls out of bed. He knows you probably don’t want to talk, but he has to. He has to get everything off his chest, and hopes you forgive him. 

He is about to leave his room when he remembers he is only wearing his boxers. He quickly rushes to slip on some sweat pants and a tshirt. 

He leaves his room and heads for the kitchen. He finds you searching through the medicine cabinet in the dark. 

“Crap!” You whisper yell as you knock over a few pill bottles. The team kept a cabinet filled with over the counter meds for normal everyday problems.

“Maybe if you turn on the lights, you can find what you’re looking for.” Bucky reaches to turn on the lights. 

“Do not turn on the lights!” You pear around the cabinet door. You knew it was Bucky by his voice. 

“Why? Because you don’t want to look at me or another problem?” Bucky questions as he walks over to you. 

“Both if you really want an answer, not that you deserve one.” You words are dripping with venom. 

“You are totally right, I don’t.” He says softly. 

You continue you search for the Advil not giving him any attention. He reaches over you and pull the bottle from one shelf above where you looking. Bucky hands you the bottle then turns to grab a water from the fridge. He hands you the bottle and watches as you take the pills. 

“Can we talk?” Bucky asks. 

You don’t want to say yes, but you also want to ask him why. “Sure.”

“Can I turn the lights on so we can talk?” He looks at you. 

“Why do we need the lights?” You groan. 

“Because I want to be able to see you clearly while we talk.” He flips the light switch. Bucky watches as you squeeze your eyes shut and grimace. After a few seconds, you open you eyes and let them adjust. 

You look at him and your expression softens involuntarily. You haven’t seen him in almost four days. 

“Y/N, let me just start with I’m sorry.” Bucky says. You scoff. “I don’t think I will ever be able to say that enough to make up for what all I’ve put you through.” He looks down at the ground. “I was a jerk to you because I was scared of my feelings.” He looks up at you and steps a little closer. “The first day I walked in here, I was drawn to you. But, I thought I was too broken to love anyone, so I pushed you away. I tried to make you hate me.” Bucky explains. You listen to him intently, not wanting to miss a word. 

“And I will never forgive myself for the other night. I went out to meet with my therapist and to come with a plan to tell you how I really feel.” Bucky reaches out to take your hand. 

You want to pull away, but his hand wraps around yours, and it feels right. 

“I love you, Y/N.” Your mouth falls open at his words, utterly shocked. “I didn’t realize it until the other night when I carried you out of the dining room, that all the feelings I have when you are around are because I love you.” 

He said it again, and you feel like you want to cry. “Bucky-” You try to find the words but you can’t. 

“I know you right now you probably can’t forgive me for everything that I did, but maybe one day you can? Can we start over? Maybe this time we can be friends?” He looks at you with eyes filled with hope. 

“Bucky, I think I’ve loved you since you got here, and even after everything you did I still love you. I don’t think I will ever stop.” You admit to him. “I can forgive you because I love you, but if you really mean it, that you love me. You have to promise me that you will never hurt me like that again.” You look up at him as tears slip down your cheeks. 

He pulls you into him and places his hands on your cheeks to wipe away the tears. “I promise, doll, I will never hurt you again.” 

Bucky leans down, his lips just inches away from yours. You lean up and close the small gap. Your lips meet and if sparks could fly they would be flying. The kiss is slow and gentle. 

Bucky pulls away smiling. He looks down at you as a smile crosses your lips.

“I love you, Y/N.” Bucky whisper before pecking your lips again. 

“I love you too, Bucky.”  

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Sebastian Stan/Bucky Barnes Fic Ideas

 I really want to try writing for Sebastian Stan/Bucky Barnes, but I don’t have any ideas. So, if you have any ideas for a oneshot/series leave it in my ask box!

DISCLAIMER!!: this is not me taking request, I am just looking for some inspiration!

Love this man😍

Can someone write a smut or fluff of Bucky barnes x reader . Where she walks out in nothing but a bra (anytype) and his boxers and all the guys at the compound stare at her. Bucky is star struck. Come and look at my account for ideas on fanfics if you need any.

Confessions

Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N 'SUP BITCHES, I'M BACK TO POSTING... But on a serious note kinda I think at this point I've got to accept that I haven't got the mental capacity or attention span to regularly post on Tumblr. Also, there will be a part two to this. maybe even a part three. I also want to thank those who have continously supported my other posts although I haven't posted any new fics in months I love you all. And as always likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR.

Summary Confessions are made and discussed, changing the dynamics between you, Steve and Bucky

DO NOT REPOST ONTO ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings Fluff and angst.....lots of angst.

Today, you and Steve were going on your monthly date. You were dressed in the new outfit you bought with Natasha the day before. Your makeup was minimal, and your hair was in Steve’s favourite style. He wouldn't admit it, but every time you do your hair like this, it always ends in some mind-blowing orgasms. 

“Are you ready, doll?” Steve shouted from the bedroom as you were checking your outfit in the floor-to-ceiling mirror in your ensuite.

“Yes, I just need to get my bag and phone,” you responded.

“I’ve already got them for you.” 

You walked out of the bathroom, smiling at your boyfriend since he knew how forgetful you are. He held up your bag and you checked it to ensure nothing had been forgotten, and unsurprisingly, everything you needed was in there. 

“Thanks, babe,” you told him before pressing a kiss to his lips. 

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You had arrived at the restaurant just in time for your reservation. Steve made sure to open the door before you could open it for yourself, and you thanked him. You approached the host stand and waited for a minute before a waitress with long, purple hair and an array of piercings approached you.

“Do you guys have a reservation for tonight?” She asked with a smile.

“Yes, for Rogers,” Steve told her.

She typed on the laptop on the desk, “Ah, yes.” She clicked on something and then asked you to follow her. 

She took you to a table in the far corner of the restaurant, which meant you and Steve could have more privacy. Both of you thanked the waitress after she handed you a couple of menus.

“I didn’t think you were going to take me somewhere so expensive, I would’ve worn nicer clothes,” you told Steve, looking around the large restaurant with dim lighting and elegant tables and chairs. “The menu doesn’t even have the prices on it.”

Steve playfully rolled his eyes and responded, “ Firstly, my love, you wouldn’t be comfy in your nicer clothes, and secondly, you’re not paying, so order what you want and I’ll pay.”

You stuck your tongue out at him and proceeded to look through the menu while talking to Steve about your week. 

After 10 minutes, the waitress returned, and you and Steve ordered your drinks and food. She returned a minute later with your drinks, telling you that your food would be out shortly.

You both put your menus to the side and looked at each other. There was a tension in the air and neither of you wanted to discuss it.

After a minute of being uncomfortable, you huffed and broke the silence, “So, Bucky.” 

“Yeah, Bucky,” Steve responded, looking down.

“Y’know you don’t have to feel guilty,” you tried to grab his hand but he just pulled away- your eyes softened at the action.

“I do,” he took a deep, shaky breath “I confessed to my girlfriend of 3 years that I have a crush on my childhood best friend.” 

“You don’t need to be ashamed Steve, you can love another man.”

“I know…it.. it's not that.”

“Then what is it, babe? I can’t begin to help you if you don’t tell me where the issue is.” 

“Do you not see the issue, I love you and Bucky….If you make me choose…I-”

You cut him off before he could say more, “Who said you had to choose?”

“Wh…what?”

“I really didn’t want to tell you this but I have a thing for you AND Bucky but when we got together I didn’t want to tell you that I also found your best friend of over 80 years hot.” 

Steve’s face scrunched up in confusion, “So why did you agree to go out with me, darlin’?”

You smiled “Because you asked me first and I assumed that since you approached me, I wasn’t Bucky’s type. But that’s ok because you’re amazing. I truly feel the same way about you and Bucky. I-I just didn’t want to admit it for a long time.”

A smile had crept its way onto Steve’s face. “So where do we go from here?”

“Well, it depends on what you want. If you want to continue our relationship then I’ll be happy but if you want to pursue a relationship with Bucky then I'm equally as happy. Your happiness is what determined my happiness so if you have to be with Bucky to be happy I'm not making you choose, I'm simply letting you love the person you want to not who you feel like you should love,” tears had started to gather in your waterline and Steve’s too. You were about to continue but Steve got there first.

“But I want both of you,” his voice cracked on the last word and your heart shattered.

“You can have both of us, I was just about to say that we could discuss adding Bucky to our relationship.

Steve looked you in the eye, “Really?” he was wiping away the tears that had started to fall, “how does that work?” 

“Have you heard of polyamory before?” Steve just shook his head in response “Well, it's a word used to describe a relationship involving more than two people.”

“You would do that?” he asked his tone hopeful.

“Of course I would I love you so so so much and Bucky is so sweet and amazing,” you replied with a smile.

Steve was about to respond but the waitress came along with your food and placed it on the table in front of you and Steve.

“We can continue this talk after dinner,” you offered to which Steve agreed. 

You ate your food in a comfortable silence. It wasn’t long before you both finished and decided against dessert in favour of getting back to the compound and talking to Bucky. 

The waitress brought the bill over and Steve paid, leaving a hefty tip as you both left, hand in hand, getting yourselves ready to talk to Bucky about your…… shared interest in him.

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First 'date'

Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N Sorry for not being active I've just been spending time with friends and family but I'm back now! Also, this is going to be a series but idk how often I will update it.

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Summary You and Bucky go on a first 'date'

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Warnings Fluff

You couldn't remember the last time you felt so nervous. You were getting ready for a date with James (or Bucky as he tells you to call him.) You met him on a dating app and were texting for two weeks before you decided to go on this date. 

As well as feeling nervous, you also felt excited to meet Bucky. He seemed so sweet over text and judging by his profile picture, he was the hottest guy you had ever seen. 

You could only hope he was like this in real life. 

“Can I come in now?” your friend, Ella, shouted from the other side of your bedroom door. 

“Yeah,” you shouted back. 

Your so-called ‘date’ was more of a meeting at a coffee shop so you were wearing a slightly oversized shirt, your favourite jeans, and a pair of black sneakers. You had minimal makeup on and your hair was styled in a way that made you feel confident. 

You and Bucky are anxious people and agreed that a coffee shop would be a much more calming environment when meeting each other for the first time. 

“Do I look ok?” you asked Ella. 

“You look amazing y/n!”

“Really?” you questioned. 

“You're going to a coffee shop, not a Michelin-star restaurant,” Ella told you. 

“Ok,” you took a deep breath, “I’m ready.”

You grabbed your bag off your bed and made sure you had everything you needed. 

“I'll see you later,” you told Ella. 

“I'll see you later if you don't end up getting laid.” 

You rolled your eyes and left the apartment you shared with Ella. 

The coffee shop was a five-minute walk away so you weren't in a hurry to get there. 

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Once you got there you scanned the shop and your eyes landed on the man sitting at the table in the corner. You could only see the back of his head but he was dressed in all black and that's what Bucky told you he wore. 

You cautiously approached him so as not to scare him.

“A-are you Bucky?” you asked. 

The man turned around and smiled at you, “I am.” he replied.

“Thank God, if you said no I was gonna be so embarrassed,” you walked over to the chair across from him and sat down. 

“How are you today?” he asked, cringing at the question. 

“I was a little nervous earlier but I feel better since you seem to be in a similar state,” you responded with a chuckle. 

“Is it that obvious?” he asked, rubbing the back of his head.

“Just a little bit, but you don’t have to feel bad about it,” you assured him.

You looked at the table where his hands were resting. You noticed the black gloves but didn’t say anything, you knew who he was but weren’t sure if he knew that and you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. You didn’t see him as a bad person or a villain. You did your research on him a while back and you could’ve never blamed him for his actions, he didn’t have control of himself at the time. 

He seemed so genuine and kind, nothing like the monster the government made him out to be. You started to speak about how your week had been so far and you thought it was funny how Bucky spoke about his friend Sam who he seemed to love and hate at the same time.

“Do you want to order now?” he asked you.

You just nodded in response.

“If you want I can order for us,” Bucky offered.

You told him your order and thanked him for ordering for you. He got up from his seat and walked over to the counter to order. He told the barista the drinks he wanted and paid. As he was waiting for the drinks he looked over to you and smiled. 

You returned his smile and butterflies erupted in your stomach. You tried to calm your nerves by looking at your lap. 

A few minutes later, Bucky returned with the drinks and sat back down.

“Thanks,” you told him, “you didn’t have to buy my drink for me.” 

“It’s the least I could do doll,” he told you with a smile.

You both continued to get to know eachother even more until the barista came over to tell you that closing time was in 5 minutes.

“So I guess that’s the end of our date,” Bucky chuckled, “ I hope I wasn’t too boring.” 

“Hey, don’t put your self down, I had a good time,” you gave him a small smile.

You said your goodbyes and went your separate ways. 

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As you walked through the door of your apartment, you were bombarded by Ella.

“So how did it go with Bucky?” he wiggled her eyebrows at you.

“It was really good, I hope we can go on another date, maybe to a restaurant next time,” you told her with a smile on your face.

Ella squealed and pulled you further into your apartment. 

You were about to go into the livingroom when you heard the notification sound on your phone go off. 

“Who is it?” Ella inquired.

“It’s Bucky,” you replied, clicking on the notification, “He wants to go on another date!” you almost shouted with excitement.

“Fuck yeah, my bestie is finally gonna get that D.” 

“Calm down, you’re more excited about me having sex with Bucky then I am,” you laughed.

The rest of the night was spen watching movies whilst eating snacks and telling Ella everything about your ‘date’ with Bucky.

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christmas shopping

Bucky Barnes x reader

A/N This is a part of my 100 followers celebration. Thanks for being so patient with me and my inconsistent posting of these fics. All mistakes are my own so if you see any feel free to let me know. Also, comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated.

18+ MINORS FUCK OFF YOU'RE NOT OLD ENOUGH (I WARNED YOU)

Summary You and Nat do some Christmas shopping and when you get back Bucky is horny. (I'm sorry for the shitty summary)

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Warnings Fluff, smut, unprotected sex (use protection, you're not fictional)

Today, you had decided that you were going to do your Christmas shopping. However, you decided to bring Natasha along to help you in your decision-making because she also needed to buy some presents. 

“Where are we going first?” you asked Nat. 

“I’m thinking we go to the bookstore first since it’s the closest and we’ll work our way around all the other shops.”

“Sounds good,” you responded. 

It was less than a  5-minute walk to the bookshop that you and Bucky loved so much. It wasn’t fancy and the employees were accommodating.

“Good morning Richard,” you shouted as soon as you entered the shop.

Richard was one of the three workers at the shop. He was a decade or so younger than Bucky and was your favourite person there (although the others were still nice.) Richard had started working there 20 years ago when he was supposed to retire but, with his wife having passed and nothing to do he decided to get a job to give him something to do.

“Good morning dear, I see you haven't got Bucky with you today,” he responded with a smile on his face, “Who’s this lovely young lady you have with you?”

“This is mine and Bucky’s friend Natasha, we're here to do some Christmas shopping.”

Richard nodded, “It’s nice to meet you, Natasha.”

“It’s nice to meet you too Richard, I’ve heard a lot about you,” she responded with a grin on her face.

“All good things I hope,” Richard joked.

You all laughed, “There’s only good things to say about you.”

“I’ll let you ladies shop around while I finish stocking the shelves. If you need me just give me a shout.”

“Will do.”

You and Natasha walked around for a while before your eyes laid upon the perfect gift for Bucky. It was the first edition of the Hobbit aka Bucky’s favourite book. He did have a copy of it at home but it was a new copy.

You knew that Bucky would love it. You picked it up from the shelf and showed it to Natasha.

“Finally, you found one,” she rolled her eyes. 

Bucky was always talking about getting a first-edition copy of The Hobbit, but he couldn’t find one anywhere. You had suggested him looking online but he didn't trust people as it was so how was he going to trust a stranger on the internet trying to sell something to him?

You walked over to the counter and it was perfect timing since Richard had just finished stocking the shelves. 

He scanned the barcode on the back and asked, “Just this my dear?”

“Yes please,” you took your purse out of your bag and grabbed the correct amount of money. 

You grabbed the book and put it in your bag and then said bye to Richard before walking out of the shop with Nat. 

“Where to next?” you asked.

“I want to look in Louis Vuitton because Steve needs a new belt. His is almost falling apart but he’s too stubborn to buy a new one.”

 “Sounds like Steve,” you added while trying not to laugh.

Everyone knew that Steve hated spending money on ‘unnecessary’ things. It wasn’t that he didn’t have money but he grew up not having much which had made him more conscious of how he spent the money he had.

You crossed the road and walked into the Louis Vuitton store….

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Many hours later, you and Nat trudged through the door of the compound, both nads full of bags. 

“Looks like you spent a lot of money,” Sam mentions.

“No shit!” you retorted.

Sam just rolled his eyes and looked over to Bucky and Steve who had just walked into the room. 

“Did the shopping go well ladies?” Bucky asked. 

“I’d say so,” Natasha shrugged.

“Me too, you responded.”

Bucky walked over to you and grabbed your bags off you. You followed him to your shared floor where he placed the bags down and picked you up.

He started to kiss you with an unexpected amount of need. 

“Are you ok Bucky?” you questioned.

“Yeah doll, just horny.” 

Before you could respond, you were cut off by a moan when Bucky sucked on your sweet spot. 

He walked into your bedroom and put you down on the bed. He got up to turn the light off and start to take your clothes off so you took it as your sign to do the same.

Once you were both done, you shuffled into the middle of the bed. Bucky crawled onto the bed and kissed you from your right ankle up to your neck.

He lifted his head so he could kiss you again. He licked across the seam of your lips, a silent request that you granted. You instantly submitted and allowed his tongue to dominate yours. 

“Bucky please!” you pleaded.

“What baby?” Bucky asked with a smirk on his face.

“I-I want you inside me babe, please,” you begged.

With that, Bucky kissed you again and grabbed his throbbing member. He gave it a few tugs before lining up with your aching pussy. 

He slowly pushed in so you could get used to his size. 

“Please move,” you moaned.

Bucky planted his face in the crook of your neck and started to thrust, his pace relentless. Moans were punched out of you as he also crept a hand down to rub your throbbing clit.

“I love you s’much doll,” Bucky slurred, drunk on the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him.

“I l-love you too,” you said before letting out a pornographic moan.

Bucky kissed back up your neck to kiss you again but this time it was all tongue and teeth. Your pussy started to flutter which made Bucky moan. 

“So fuckin’ tight,” he gritted out “Cum for me doll, go on, show me how much you love this cock,” Bucky started to thrust impossibly faster.

“Love your cock so much,” you moaned, “I'm cumming, I'm cumming, gonna cum,” you chanted. 

Fireworks exploded behind your eyelids as your body convulsed from the almost overwhelming pleasure Bucky was giving you. 

“‘m gonna cum too, right in this perfect fuckin’ pussy, so fuckin’ perfect,” Bucky growled. 

His hips stuttered before they came to a stop as he came inside you, his warm seed filling you up and spilling onto the sheets.

Bucky laid on top of you as he tried to slow his breathing. 

You ran your hands through his hair as he hissed any bit of skin he could reach. 

“I love you so much doll,” 

“I love you so much too babe.” 

Bucky leaned up to kiss you before going into the bathroom and grabbing a wet washcloth to clean himself and another one to clean you gently.

After that, he got back into bed and lifted his arm so you could snuggle into his side. 

“So what did you get me doll,” he asked with a smirk on his face.

You playfully hit him on the chest and responded with “You’ll find out on Christmas day.” 

You were feeling tired so you leaned up to give Bucky a chassed kiss on the lips before telling him, “Good night babe,” 

“Good night doll,” Bucky held you closer and started to drift off himself.

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Never alone

Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N This is a part of my 100 followers celebration. I'm sorry I'm posting these so late at night but it's the only time I've got to post them. I wrote this on my phone so there might be more mistakes. Also, likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated.

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Summary You get back from a mission and Bucky isn't in a good state.

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Warnings Fluff, angst, crying, mentions of depression/ptsd

It was inevitable that Bucky was going to have good and bad days but today was worse than bad. He had never felt so alone.

You had been on a mission for 1 month now and Bucky was missing you a lot. You had called him the night before to tell him that you were only gonna be 2 more days but that didn't help. The constant nightmares made him feel so tired and depressed.

Bucky was halfway through making himself a cup of coffee when he heard the door open to your shared apartment. Before he could turn around, you were wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing kisses to his back.

"I missed you so much babe," you told him.

Bucky turned to face you, "I missed you too doll."

Bucky opened his arms and you hugged him. He buried his nose in your hair. You stood like that for a couple of minutes before you felt something wet on your hair and Bucky’s body tremble. You pulled back to see him crying.

"what's wrong babe?" you asked, cradling his face between your hands.

"I-I felt so alone while you were gone doll. I feel so stupid but the nightmares came back," Bucky sobbed.

You jumped up onto the nearest counter and opened your arms. Bucky walked over to you and rested his forehead under your chin while you rubbed his back.

The counter helped you be higher than Bucky so you could properly comfort him.

"shhh, you're not alone anymore and you're definitely not stupid. Your feelings are valid and you are allowed to cry babe," you whispered into his ear.

Bucky continued to sob into your chest for some time before the sobs turned into small sniffles and hiccups.

"I'm sorry doll for doing this to you. You're probably tired and me crying is the last thing you need right now," Bucky said looking down.

You put your hand under his chin to get him to look at you.

"I told you it's ok. The last thing you need to do is worry about me."

Bucky lifted you up and walked intp your shared bedroom. He placed you gently onto the bed and went into the closet to get a pair of boxers and a worn t-shirt . He knew how much you love wearing his clothes to bed.

You got changed and joined Bucky under the covers of your bed. You laid down with your arm out so Bucky could lay with his head on your breast.

"I thought you were gonna be a couple more days."

"Me to, but we got things done quickly. I'm sorry for not telling you, I just wanted it to be a surprise."

"it's thd best surprise I could ask for doll," Bucky looked up at you "when did you shower because you don't look like you've just come off a mission."

"I used one of the showers in the compound so I would be ready to go to bed as soon as I got here," you explained.

"I love you doll, so much, more than I could ever tell or show you," Bucky said, looking at you.

He leaned up to press a chased kiss to your lips.

"The same goes for you baby, I love you so much and I want you to know that you're never alone. I'm always a phone call away and if not I can promise you that I'll call you back as soon as I can."

"You're my world doll," Bucky mumbled with a smile in his face.

His eyes were getting heavy and he was welcoming the sleep which was something he hadn't done in a month. He knew that whenever you were there he was never alone and safe from the nightmares.

With that, he fell asleep, forgetting the coffee he was making himself in a pointless attempt to keep him from sleeping. Only thinking about how happy he was to have you home.

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Angst-😢

Oneshots

Office sex-💕🔥

Can't sleep-💕😢

Never alone-💕😢

A perfect winters day-💕🔥(only allusions to smut)

Christmas shopping-💕🔥

Happy Birthday-🔥

Dabbles

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Series

Alpine-💕

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Mini series

Too many missions-💕🔥

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