#bucky request

You're Okay Doll, I'm Here

Pairing: Bucky x female reader (Y/N) established relationship

Summary: You have a nightmare while Bucky is away on a mission and he comes home just in time to comfort you.

A/N: Thank you so much for sending this request! I absolutely love it. I hope you enjoy it 💚

The second the jet lands, Bucky picks up his gear and stands at the rear door waiting impatiently for the ramp to lower. As soon as it begins moving, he waves to Steve and Natasha over his shoulder without turning to check if they are following him. "I'll do my part of the paperwork in the morning," Bucky tells his teammates.

"Sure, that works," Steve responds, his attention focused on the checklist in his hand. "Night Buck," he adds a moment later but by the time he looks up, his friend has disappeared into the Tower.

"I guess he's in a bit of a rush to see Y/N again," Natasha laughs lightly as she switches off the last computer system in the jet.

And like everything he does is gentle and soft and sweet but he's also like in charge.

And I also need to know Bucky is ok with a girl who cries all the time... Like she looks at him and cries. Or she thinks he'll be mad at her so she cries. And he's nice, so crying. You get it.

And he must be beefy. That is a need.

This has nothing to do with me btw. I just like to read... I'm not crying.

babe, I got you. thank you for the ask, I totally know what you mean. I have many friends who forget to answer my texts and you can't help but think they are mad at you, I fully understand. I hope this does what you are feeling justice.

A/N: there are a few time jumps, I hope it's not too confusing!

So many years ago… 

“Mom!” you screamed from outside her door, sitting on your knees while tears streaked down your face. 

She had hit the new record for how many days gone without speaking to you; three was the new record. You had forgotten what you had done but your mother definitely did not, she was an elephant with her memory. 

You were invisible to her, she walked right past you with nothing to say. There was seemingly nothing you could do except wait it out, but you needed your mother, you wanted her comfort. As hard as you banged against her door, as loud as you screamed, as hard as you cried; she did nothing. 

It was always the worst when you accepted defeat and headed off to your room, contemplating how you would punish yourself because obviously you had done something very wrong. There were times when you’d punch your own thigh, maybe scratch along your collar where the skin was thin, anything to continue the punishment. 

There had been times when she’d catch the bruises on your legs, immediately giving up the act to get you the bag of frozen peas. Everytime you thought it was over, you really thought she’d continuously love you. But then you’d forget to unpack the dishwasher or say something under your breath after an argument; and the cycle would repeat. 

Present Day...

pairing: bucky barnes x f!reader (any race)

wc: 262

summary: Bucky listens after you've had a bad day

warnings: stress/bad day, swearing, fluff, pet names [baby, sweetheart]

a/n: thank you @mumbles411 for the request!! I hope you enjoy <3

my masterlist | my requests are open

Would you mind a fic where y/n (a big bookworm) wants to go to a book fair and wants to ask Bucky’s help for carring all the books so he finds her in the kitchen with a batch of his favourite cookies but the cookies are irrelevant because he has a big crush on her so he would do anything for her? (Obv she has a crush on him too 🤩)

Beaten

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: violence, angst, FLUFF!, cursing, cute protective Bucky

Summary: the request

You missed Bucky, of course you did, who wouldn’t miss their boyfriend when they were away for months. Bucky was away on a month and a half long mission, and it still had a month left.

You two had met when the Avengers did a meet and greet thing for kids at the festival you were volunteering at. Bucky, Steve and Sam stopped by the baked goods fundraiser booth you were working at. Sam asked you for your number for Bucky, because he was too shy to ask. You gave him your number and a week later you had a date. Which turned into lots and lots of dates after that.

The day started out, not so great. You had to walk to work because your car broke down and there was no ride service around to pick you up, then you had to work through lunch because your boss gave you a last minute thing you needed to get done. You finally had something good happen when there were free cupcakes in the office, you were able to snag one, and your boss gave you extra money for working through lunch. Your boss was nice enough, she understood when Bucky came home, the next day would usually be taken off, sometimes even two days. She also let people work from home if there was nothing they needed to do in the office.

You got ready to walk home, and luckily it wasn’t raining, and it wasn’t too cold. You were over halfway home when a man from an alley way decided to be a prick, “hey pretty lady, why don’t you come suck my dick!” You tried to ignore him and just picked up your pace a little. “Hey, I’m talking to you bitch!” He grabbed your wrist harshly, that’ll definitely leave a mark, you thought. “Get away from me you’s asshole!” You twisted out of his grip but before you could run away he grabbed your hair. He slammed you up against a wall and started choking you, you took the opportunity to kick him as hard as you could in the nuts. You ran away when he doubled over, you ran as quickly as you could, making your way to a friend’s apartment that was closer to you than yours.

“Oh my god! Y/N! Are you alright? What happened? It couldn’t have been Bucky, he’s on a mission, right?” You tried to calm your friend down. “I’m alright, some asshole, who didn’t appreciate me not giving him head.” Your friend’s face turned to one of disgust, “gross, that guy is like worse than an asshole. I’ll grab an ice pack, you can stay here for the night and I’ll drive you home in the morning.” They went and got a few ice packs and listened while you told them the whole story. They asked if you were going to press charges, “well, I didn’t really see the guy, there were no cameras around, so there’s nothing I can really do.” You friend sighed, knowing you were right.

The next morning your friend dropped you off at your apartment on her way to work. You decided to go about your life as normal, you had paperwork to do after all. You tried to cover the bruises that had now formed with makeup but it just made them look even more suspicious. You looked like a beaten house wife, like someone who’s partner is abusive, and you didn’t want those stares of concern, and sympathy, nor the questions of ‘are you okay,’ and ‘do you need any help getting away from him?’ You figured you would work from home for a few days as you didn’t have any meetings that required you to be there in person. So you set up your workspace and got to work.

You did the same routine for a few days, you planned on doing it till the bruises went away. Your friend visited you twice so far, making sure you were alright. They were surprised when you told them you didn’t plan on telling Bucky, your reason being he would probably go berserk.

It was lunchtime of day 4, and you took a break and ordered some Chinese takeout, you were busy eating it while watching Netflix on your couch when your phone buzzed. It was Bucky! Hey doll, you working from home today? You typed back that you were and asked him why. Just wondering, Tony had stopped by your office for something with Stark industries and said you weren’t there. You smiled at your boyfriend’s concern, yeah I didn’t have any meetings so I figured I’d stay home and be comfortable. Little did you know, Bucky was actually on his way home to surprise you.

Doll can you check the door, I sent you a surprise package. Your phone buzzed with Bucky’s message about 30 minutes after you clocked out for work. Yeah sure babe, I’ll go look. You got up and walked to the door. “Bucky!!!” You exclaimed, excited, and very surprised. “Doll!” He went to hug you but stopped, “Doll, who hurt you,” his question was brief and his voice was lowered to a growl. He was definitely about to kill someone.

“Buck, calm down, it’s alright,” you tried to hug him but he very gently pushed you off. “No doll, someone hurt you and when I find out who, they will pay.” “Buck, I’m alright I promise, no need to hurt anyone.” He looked at you closer, “is that makeup covering some more! Doll, where are you hurt, and again, who did it!” He wasn’t yelling, it was still a feral growl of someone about to murder someone else, and you knew it wasn’t you, but still.

You rubbed off the makeup gently, and showed Bucky the bruises. He looked at you with the most sadness and anger in his eyes. “Doll,” he pulled you in for a hug, making sure to not touch any bruises. You sat Bucky down and told him what happened. “Did you just not plan on telling me?” He asked, not mad, more like a sad puppy. “Buck, I….” You looked down in shame, “I wasn’t,” You admitted, “it’s just, I knew you would want to hurt the man who did this and I didn’t want you to hurt anyone on my behalf.” He placed a hand on your knee, “doll, I wish you would’ve told me, but thank you for being honest with me eventually.”

He walked off to your shared room to take a few deep breaths, he didn’t want to yell at you. He was a little upset at you, for not telling him straight away, but he was more angry at the man who did it, and he wanted to make sure he didn’t take the anger out on you.

You sat on the couch, saddened that he left, but you knew he’d be back in a little. You got up and started on dinner for the both of you. “Doll, you shouldn’t be doing anything, you’re hurt,” he waltzed back in and pouted when you were trying to do things instead of rest. “Buck, I’ve been doing this for 3 days now, I’m fine.” Bucky wouldn’t allow it and came over, taking the spoon you were stirring with and using it himself. “Sit, please,” he motioned to the bar stool across from him, you obliged. “I’m sorry for walkin’ off earlier doll, just didn’t want to take out my anger for the guy on you.” You told him it was alright, and that you were proud of him for talking about his feelings rather than just letting them build up and eventually boil over.

“I still wanna hurt that dude, can I, please doll,” he was now pleading with you. “Buck, i don’t even know who it was,” you tried. You guys had finished dinner and were now cuddling in bed, Bucky paying extra attention to where you were hurt so he didn’t harm you more. “I’m a spy I can find out,” he claimed. “Mmmhmm” you gave him a kiss and fell asleep. Your boyfriend had to go back in a week so you were taking all the time with him you could.

The next day, while you were at work, Bucky got to his own work. Finding the guy who hurt you. He eventually found him and…payed him a visit. He came home and found you on your lunch break early. “Heyyyyy doll, whatcha doing at lunch early,” he said, trying to hide his bloody knuckles. “James….. show me the hand.” You were using his real name, you meant business, he held out his hand shamefully. “I’m sorry doll I-” he started to rant off an apology but you stopped him. “What am I gonna do with you, my knight in vibranium armor,” you laughed and kissed him, leading him into the bathroom to clean him up.

also tag me please, because my tumblr is messed atm <3

Request by: @wintersoldierwhore

“C’mon! You’ve missed the last two morning training sessions,” Sam groaned, “you have to come to this one.”

Bucky just looked him over with a glare, bringing his coffee to his lips and downing a sip, shaking his head simply before turning back and checking his watch, heart picking up it’s pace a bit as the time you planned on approaching. 

“Did I just hear you’re not coming again?” Steve slightly chuckled, “Let’s go Buck, get changed and we can do a couple miles to warm up before doing some sparring.”

“Okay, slow your roll there buddy, not all of us are super soldiers and I am not getting lapped by both of you.” Sam said, crossing his arms over his chest with a chuckle glancing at a distracted Bucky, “what’s up with you man? You seem-“

Sam stopped when he saw you emerge into the hallway, Bucky eyes brightening and a wide smile growing across face when he saw you, rushing over and pressing his body tight against yours. Sam, who was about to open his mouth for a smart comment bit his tongue when Steve look at him and shook his head softly, reading his friends mind to let his life long friend enjoy his moment, relishing in seeing him so happy. 

“You look… wow doll…” Bucky blushed, hands running down your arms until they intertwined with your fingers, “You are so beautiful, I love this dress.”

“Thank you.” You blush, tucking a hair behind your ear and looking up at him with a wide smile. 

You, of course, already knew how much he loved that dress, especially considering he was the one who bought it for you for an anniversary, having it laid on the bed as he told you to be ready when he picked you up for dinner, beginning a popular tradition of him spoiling you. 

“You ready to go out for brunch, baby doll?” Bucky asked, “got both the bike and a car ready, whatever you wanna take- Oh! I almost forgot.” 

Bucky stopped his rambling as he ran off around the corner, quickly emerging with a bouquet of peonies, clasped tightly between his right hand as he offers it to you with a bright smile, “saw these when I was out for a walk this morning, made me think of you.” 

“Thank you, Buck, they’re beautiful.” You smile, taking them from him and leaning up, pressing a couple of kisses on his cheek before pulling back, “I’ll go run these to my and put them in a vase and then we can go?” 

Bucky simply nods, kissing you quickly before you turn on your heel and head to your room, a blush covering both of your cheeks as you look over your shoulder, your eyes meeting as you both try and steal a glance at one another. 

Sam’s light chuckles make Bucky turn out of his love struck gaze, causing him to look at his two friends with a slight glare, but the corners of his lips were twitching as he held back a smile, rolling his eyes as his friends smirk at him. 

Sam quickly mimics the sound of a whip a times, miming the movement and pointing it at Bucky as he laughs loudly, throwing his head back after watching one of his best friend interact with his lover.

“Oh stop, Sam, he’s happy. Let him be.” Steve scolded before walking up to Bucky, placing a hand on his shoulder and smirking, “I’m really happy for you Buck, you found a great one.”

“The best one.” Bucky quickly corrects. 

Sam snickers behind the two again, a serious look taking over both of their faces, Bucky famous glare causes Sam to put his hands up in surrender, “Sorry man, I’m happy for you too, it’s just funny to see you act like that when we always get you like this.”

Bucky opens his mouth, a sarcastic remark prepared but when he hears his best girl approaching, he quickly turns and mets you at your side quickly, grabbing your face and pressing a kiss of on your lips.

“Hi.” You laugh, taking a shy glance over at the two boys watching, Sam silencing mimicking the wipe again causing you to just shake your head with a laugh. As you look back up at Bucky, you’re met with his sparkling, blue eyes already looking at you, “ready to go bubba?”

Written by: hellsenthero

Bucky X Reader X Prompt 4."Is that blood?" and 8."Who hurt you?" X Concept 4. Drugging. 

Warnings/themes: Violence, angst, fluff, Bucky’s dog tags. 

Requested by: @stanmixtapes                *MASTERLIST*

*****

Moonlight bathed the room in a silver glow. Concrete walls turned into the open abyss of the sea as the shadows of the night swam across the room. It was cold here, at the bottom of the sea. Cold and still. The ability to rip free of his cage had been stolen from Bucky by the poison that coursed through his veins. 

It wouldn’t kill him, the serum took care of that, but it was certainly enough to steal every bit of energy he had. 

Bucky couldn’t remember how he’d gotten to the concrete room he was now chained up in. He couldn’t remember who had attacked him. If you’d been there. If you’d been hurt. 

For a man filled with sin, it was ironic how much Bucky prayed. He prayed that you were okay, that you were safe and sound at home. 

-----

Glass littered the floor like shining diamonds. You told yourself that the scarlet blood that pooled over the tiles was just spilled wine. 

As if you could fool yourself. 

Bucky was gone. Taken from you. You hadn’t been here when it happened, but the glass and blood told you enough about what had gone on. You only watched the home security feed in order to see the faces of the men you’d be exacting your revenge on. 

Because you would find Bucky. You would save him. You’d exact your revenge, and a little more. 

The crunch of glass beneath heavy boots caught your attention. Turning around you found the rest of the Avengers behind you, their faces solemn. 

“We’ll get him back.” Steve said, his chin high. 

You nodded, “I know. I won’t stop until I get him back.” Looking back at the mix of blood and glass on the floor you bend down. Uncaring of the glass that pierced your skin and the blood that coated your knees you picked up the silver necklace that was hidden within the mess. Bucky’s dog tags. 

Clutching the dog tags in your hand you stood and looked at your team. “I’m going to get ready. I’ll meet you in five.” 

-----

Bucky wasn’t surprised by the emblem that was stitched onto the dark uniform of the man who came into his cage. One skull, six tentacles. Hydra. The sea monster. 

The bastards always thought they were too good. Too powerful to be stopped. You cut off one head and two more shall take its place. 

Guess they never realized that Hercules still took Hydra down. But maybe Bucky was just getting cocky now. Afterall, he was the one that was drugged and chained up. He’d wait to celebrate after you got here. Because you would. Even if you were injured. As much as Bucky wished for you to stay away from danger, he knew there would be nothing in all of space that would stop you from getting to him. 

“Soldat, we finally have you back with us once more.” 

“No, you don’t.” Bucky breathed out. Because he knew, the trigger words they’d programmed into him were gone now, thanks to you and Wakanda. You were with him every step of the way when they were helping him. When he was triggered into the soldier, you were there. When we woke from nightmares within his hut, not knowing where he was, who he was...you were there. And that final moment, when those awful words were said out loud and he sat crying by the fire from relief, you were there. 

So no, the Soldat had not returned to Hydra. 

“Oh, don’t be like that,” the man stepped closer to Bucky. His black hair was slicked back and he wore leather gloves that Bucky didn’t doubt were lined with steel. “We know about Wakanda. But make no mistake, we never give up. You’ll be our good little soldier soon enough.” 

-----

You wanted to do this alone. The team didn’t. 

You understand why. Bucky was a part of their team, their life and was a friend to all of them. But you knew if they came they’d see a new side of you. A dark part only your lover knew about and shared with you. 

They’d seen you on missions plenty of times. They’d seen you murder. But they’d never witnessed the blood lust that came over you when one of your own was taken and hurt. They’d never seen your revenge. 

“Tony and Nat are looking over all known Hydra bases to try and figure out where Buck’s at.”

You scoff as you check over all your weapons. “If Bucky knew Tony was putting this much effort into finding him and not killing him, he’d be shocked.” 

Steve chuckled. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Coming up beside you Steve wrapped his arm around your shoulders. You could smell his natural, slight minty scent. You pushed yourself just a bit further into his embrace, seeking out his comfort. He’d always been like a brother to you. 

“Steve,” you breathed. The blonde turned his head and looked down at you. “When we reach Bucky. Don’t judge me too harshly, yeah?” 

Steve’s brows furrowed as curiosity lit up his blue eyes. “What do you mean?” 

You looked away from the Captain and peered out the window. The sun was setting now. A golden glow set upon the land. Bucky had been gone all day at this point. “I mean that you’ll be seeing a new side to me.” You looked back up at Steve. “I can be quite cruel when the ones I love are taken and hurt.”

Steve’s lips made and O shaped and he nodded his head. “I get it.” He gave your shoulders a squeeze. “None of us would ever judge you for that. I think we can all understand.” 

Hurried footsteps sounded from the hall before Natasha came around the corner and made eye contact with you and Steve. “Time to go. We found him.” 

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They didn’t waste any time on trying to get the soldier back and Bucky quickly found out that the man’s gloves were lined in steel. Blood dripped steadily from Bucky’s nose, coating his face in crimson. Iron coated his tongue, a taste he was all too familiar with. 

Drugged out of his mind and covered in blood, Bucky didn’t even realize he’d been moved to the chair that was once responsible for stripping away all of his memories. Panic surged through him. No, not again. He silently begged. He couldn’t go through this again. Bucky tried not to cry out as they put the mouth guard in him. The familiar feeling of it brought a whole new level of pain that he hadn’t expected and Bucky started to desperately pull at the mental clamps that held him down. 

No, no, no, please God, no. 

A bang sounded in the distance and the Hydra scientists and soldiers stopped for a moment. Curiosity written across their faces. They didn’t even have a moment to take a step towards the door before another bang sounded and the steel entrance was flying open. 

Through the haze of darkness and drugs, standing in the broken doorway, Bucky saw her. Y/N. 

Oh, Hydra was fucked. You didn’t take Y/N Y/L/N’s man and expect to get through the revenge that was headed your way. His woman was a silver tongued, steel spined warrior. You didn’t mess with her.  

“Hey baby.” Y/N called from where she stood in the doorway. 

Bucky smiled and gave a quiet hum. “Doll…” He mumbled around the mouthguard. 

“Are you okay, baby?” 

Bucky went to nod his head but all he managed was dropping his chin down to his chest. He gave another, louder hum so his girl knew he was alright. 

“Alright, I’ll be with you in just two minutes.” 

Bucky didn’t have time to hum out his acknowledgement before the sounds of a fight filled the air. 

Fuck, he loved his girl. 

—--

They already had Bucky strapped in that God forsaken chair. It took everything in Y/N to remain calm and in control, but as the fight began, she couldn’t do it any longer. 

Blood quickly coated her clothes and slicked her hands. Red filled her vision as she took down Hydra member after Hydra member. She didn’t go for direct kills, she made wounds that would lead to slow, painful deaths. If her team didn’t like her method of revenge, well, she gave them plenty of warning. 

It was both all too soon and not soon enough when the last Hydra member hit the ground, blood pooling onto the floor from the stab wound through his right eye. 

From then it took Y/N only a second to be at Bucky’s side, undoing the clamps that held him down. “Baby, Bucky, are you okay?” Y/N questioned desperately, her eyes looking over every inch of him. 

Bucky’s glassy, stormy blue eyes looked up at his girl and a slow smile spread across his face. “Yeah doll. You saved me. I’m okay.”