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I would love pizza with Roommate!Bucky! To me, would celebrate my first week of backing to college after almost a year without going. My life was a mess and backing is a amazing feeling 😍 - 🍕

I'm glad it's such a good feeling, nonnie! That makes me so happy.

And pizza with roommate!Bucky would be such a treat. What about after the two of you have already started dating?

Pizza and a Movie

Pairing: Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: You never make it through a movie with Bucky. Word Count: Over 720 Warnings: Brief sexual content, cockwarming, established relationship, teasing, mechanic roommate!Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: We've discussed them a bit on my blog, so let's have some fun with our mechanic roommie and you, AKA Stud and Smartie. Not beta read and written on my own, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banners by @its-just-may. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!

“Open up, Smartie. Need to make sure you’re well fed,” Bucky smirked as you tried not to squirm in his lap.

You whined, but obediently opened your mouth as he fed you a bite of the warm pizza. I’d rather be choking on his cock, but I’ll settle for this. Homemade, as always, for your movie nights and they were always delicious. And your favorite because that’s the kind of person you had the luck of living with and falling for. “There, Stud,” you said once you swallowed. “Now can you please-”

“Nope. You’re not done. Eat the whole slice. We’re missing the movie because of you,” he said, his blue eyes sparkling with affection.

You made a sound of frustration as you ate some more. Stretched out on his long, thick cock, you fought the urge to toss the slice across the room and ride him until his eyes rolled back. But you knew he’d ruin you before the night was through, so could you really complain? Yes, I can. I can't just sit on his cock and not do something about it.

“If you wanted to watch the movie, why did you get rid of my clothes?” you questioned. He didn’t make it through the opening credits before reaching into your panties. At least he licked his fingers clean before he started feeding me.

“Why did you bother putting any on?” he replied, raising an eyebrow.

You did squirm this time, the movement making him bite his lip. “Because you love taking them off. Or ripping them. And… WHY am I defending myself? I can’t even see the movie!”

“I said you could face the tv, but you refused,” he pointed out, jerking his hips up just enough to draw a moan out of you. “And you know you shouldn’t talk with your mouth full, but if you’d rather warm me up with that hole instead, I’m happy to fill it.”

If any other guy said that, you’d smack him. Bucky was the exception because he was a good man. It was nice to be with someone you could actually talk to and connect with. Not to mention, he was determined to completely wreck your pussy every chance he had.

It’s a good problem to have.

“You never watch the movie anyway,” you argued, whimpering when he brought his lips to your neck. To be fair, since the two of you started sleeping together, you didn’t watch them either. How does he find that spot every single time? Just like his cock inside me, hitting me right where-

“You’re much more entertaining,” he whispered, lightly biting over your racing pulse, before he leaned back. He still had the damn pizza in his hand. “So, if you think about it, it’s your fault I never get through the films.”

“My fault? How is it my fault?” you asked, his metal hand teasing your breasts as he fed you yet another bite. Your nipples were hard just being close to him, but the extra touch made your pussy tighten in an iron grip. I’m never going to be able to look at pizza again without getting wet. What the fuck am I supposed to do?

“Your fault,” he smiled as he leaned his head back, his brown hair surrounding him like an angel. No, he’s a fucking devil. “Prancing around with your gorgeous body. Teasing me.” You sputtered, concern flashing in his eyes when it took you a moment to finish the bite. “I’m fine,” you assured him. And that was one of the many things you adored about him. He would never do anything to hurt you. “Back to the teasing thing. Mister ‘I don’t wear a shirt 99% of the time’ is accusing ME of prancing around?”

“You wore my shirt today. So, yeah… you teased me," he said, pressing his lips to yours before you could protest. It ended far too soon, a triumphant look crossing his handsome face as you tried to kiss him again. "And that’s why I’m not fucking you until after we finish this pizza.”

“...The WHOLE pizza?” you asked slowly.

Is he fucking kidding?

“Yep. The WHOLE pizza,” he declared, winking as he reached for another piece. “Now, sit still. We’re going to make a mess all over this couch later and we don’t need pizza sauce stains on top of that.”

***** Love and thanks!

The Little (Sebastian Stan x reader)

Request: Hello i saw that you where taking request and was wondering if you could do one for me? :) Maybe one with Sebastian Stan where de reader is 19y. old and also v short (like 4'9) and they get along really good and she has a crush on him but is really insecure bc of her age and height. Than she kind of starts ignoring him bc she thinks he likes someone else and starts hanging out with Tom Hollland and Seby gets Jelly and the rest is up to you. Thank you so much if you're gonna do it ☺️  

Warnings: weird nicknames

"The Little" is a reference to the animated television series "The Littles"

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

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"SEBBYYYYYY! I'm going to kill you!" you shout.

Of course, he burst into laughter. You shook your head and crossed your arms, already having an idea in mind, you were going to make him pay. He surely thought that watering you with a water gun was a good idea, but your white sundress became completely transparent. You blushed when you realized he could see your bra, but you didn't hesitate to take one of these fake guns to your turn and started to chase after him. To be honest, you knew it was a childish behavior for a nineteen year old young woman, but you couldn't help. When you were together, everything around you, possibly become a mess.

"I'm waiting for you the Little!"

You groaned, but that made you redouble your efforts and push on your legs to catch up with him. From the height of your 4'9ft, people have always tended to make fun of your size and even if Sebastian didn't do it maliciously, it annoys you like never! Compared to you, he seemed like a giant with his height of 5'11ft and half, even if a part of you liked this. Actually, you always loved men taller than you. You met him only a few months ago on this shoot and your heart immediately capsized for him, but you never tried anything, fearing he decided to reject you. After all, you were only nineteen compared to him, who was almost thirty-six and much more experienced than you...

Lost in your thoughts, he completely disappeared from your sight. You look all around you, tried to find his way, asking some members of the staff if they had seen the Romanian. After a technician showed you where he went, you headed for his caravan, advancing discreetly, without any noise. When you got ready to open the door on the move, your curiosity prevailed and listened to the discussion he seemed to led on the phone or with someone physically present.

"I-No... Yeah, maybe you're right." his voice was hoarse and you couldn't help but wonder what was happening. Unfortunately, the rest of the conversation didn't leave you a clue about what they were talking about.

You waited until the end of the discussion and a few more minutes before knocking on the door, a smile on your face as if you heard nothing. When Sebastian opened the door, your smile faded, he looked so serious and almost annoyed.

"Are you alright, Sea Bass?" you asked timidly.

"Yeah, I'm just tired and I have someone to see in a few minutes. See you later."

He closed the damn door. Why was he that cold, so suddenly? You never had the answer. Except that, you guessed his discussion with the person on the other end of the line played a role in his behavior.

"He's seeing someone, someone far prettier than me, not a Little, and probably of his age. Maybe, we don't know, I'm not in his mind, but felt like it was time to give up, to turn the page and start again. A better start." you thought, retracing your steps.

*

"Tommy, you're such a cute sweetie pie!" you commented after you look at the selfie the two of you took.

"And you're the sweet I want to taste until the end of times, Y/N." he replied in a flirty tone.

You look at each others in the eyes before you exploded in laughter at his terrible pick up line. You pushed your face against his hoodie while he wrapped an arm around your shoulders as you attempted to stop laughing so loudly.

"Jeez, you're better at that game than I thought!"

The last few weeks, as the end of the end shoot was near, you got closer to Tom and even if people think of you as a couple or in love with each other, it was strictly platonic. After all, it was kinda expected since you were one the younger actors in the cast.

When you raised your head, leaning against your friend's chest, you caught Sebastian's gaze. He was sitting on the armchair, facing the sofas on which you were almost lying with Tom. You saw a glimmer you didn't recognize and you were about to frown when he started to speak, venom in his voice.

"Tommy, TomTom, love, sweetie pie, sweetheart..." he imitated you with an exaggerated high-pitched voice. "You didn't have finished, you two? It's dripping with love and it becomes disgusting."

You raised an eyebrow and looked at Tom, but he seemed as lost as you were. However, this incident insufflated you a dose of courage and confidence in yourself. You left your place close to your friend, then you took a few steps to face Sebastian.

"We need to talk."

The fact is, you didn't talk to him since the call, you refused. He bit his pinkish lower lip, sufficiently desirable in normal times and without him realizing it, it made you crushed on him ten times more. You drove out those thoughts and led the way until you were both isolated.

"What was that?" you asked, crossing your arms.

"Nothing, you're just being annoying at teasing each other in front of the cast. Nobody needs to be blinded by this sight."

Of course, his choice of words was harsh... Yet, a smile stretched your lips.

"Wait, wait, wait... Are you jealous?"

"Never in a million years!" he groaned, pulling his hair back with a fake irritated look.

Your heart was beating so hard, but you had to try, at the risk of making a fool of yourself...

"Are you sure? So, if I go back to Tom and kiss him, will you shut up? We won't flirt anymore, there will be more than that."

He immediately put his hands on your hips, sticking against you and you had to lean your head back to bore your gaze in his azure blue ones.

"Fucking short heights!" you told yourself.

"What are you waiting for? Kiss me." you encouraged him.

Without hesitation, he licked his lips while his hands framed your face. He caressed your cheeks, brought his lips close to yours until you felt his breath surges over your face. Then, his lips drawn near of yours before they met. You on tiptoe and lowering his head to the maximum. You shudder at the touch. Your whole body was boiling. It was ... Nice, tender and brutal at the same time, sensual. In the end, he broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against yours.

"By the way, you're not that short." he murmured.

"Shut up, Stan." you complained.

"Okay, but you know... Everything that's small is cute."

"Mmmh... Kiss me again before the Little kicks your ass."

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Hi! You, little anon who requested this, I hope you enjoyed your imagine. ♡

An opinion about this one? :)

I wanna love you (Sebastian Stan x reader)

Request: Sebastian Stan : the reader is a new Chris's friend and they met and get a long well, become friends, Seb start to have a crush on her and ask her out on a date, she was kind of in shock and after the 3 date she decides to stop going out with him because she doesn't think she's good/attractive enough for him and because she's too young but he insists because he's falling in love with he  

Warnings: sad, angst

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

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Last months, your life has become completely crazy! It all started the day when a man in his 30s passed the door of the animal refuge you were working in and even if you immediately recognized him, you didn't say anything. He came several times before he adopted a new dog so that the one he already had doesn't feel alone. Over time and through conversations, you became friends with the famous Chris Evans! It was the first step of these last months of madness.

The second step is when you met Sebastian Stan at a party, a friend of Chris you knew for his roles, he was a very good actor. That day, you were very shy because you had just met all his friends and colleagues playing in Marvel movies. Between Chris Hemsworth, Anthony Mackie, Jeremy Renner and Scarlett fucking Johansson, you didn't know which way to turn.

There was a moment when you isolated yourself because you felt a little too much, you don't know why anymore... Maybe because they talked a lot about the future shooting film they would have in common? Did they debate around an anecdote? You do not know anymore, the champagne that you had ingested already made an effect on your memory at this point. But what is certain, is that someone cleared its throat while you stared into space and when you raised your eyes, you met a magnificent azure look, enough to bring down all girls.

"I'm sorry, Y/N." he said with a slight smile.

"Sorry for what? You've done nothing bad..." you replied, chuckling.

"I saw how you were there, you were uncomfortable and lost, don't blame Chris, he's completely overwhelmed."

"No risk, he's really good as a man."

He nodded and sat next to you. All this evening, he has bewitched you to the point of forgetting the rest of the world. It was just you and him, nothing else mattered.

The third step is the one when he called you two weeks later and asked you on a date. At first, you were so shocked that you didn't know what to say, you stammered before agreeing even if he wasn't able to see you. Three days later, he came to get you by car, in front of your home. You had put on your best dress and showed yourself to your best advantage without seeming too superficial.

"You're beautiful!" he commented before kissing the back your hand.

You stayed for hours in the restaurant, until a waitress came to say they were closing. With him, time passed much too fast. He made you laugh, smile and backward, you noticed that he made you blush like a teenager of fifteen whereas you just came out of this period.

A teenager? That's what you were just two years ago, even if you forgot your own age in his company. After three rendez-vous, the fourth step has arrived. You couldn't help but tell your mother and your best friend that you were seeing a man. When they asked questions, that of the age was of course output.

"As long as he's not fifteen years older than you, go for it!" laughed your friend, but it hurts you deeply.

Oops... He was fifteen years older than you. You said nothing at the beginning, then you lied about his age, fearing her reaction, already tired with kind of behavior. To be honest, you've always been attracted to older men, which has always earned you warnings from your friends. You knew that telling your mother would be more difficult, you feared her reaction even if she was supposed to suspect it. She knows everything about you and you can't hide anything from her.

"How old is he?" she inquired, crossed arms and you read her just by a glance, worries were pulling her features.

"He's almost thirty-six, mom..." you confessed, hesitant. Her opinion counted more than anything for you, you wanted your mother's green light, her approval.

"Baby-" she began.

You refused to listen to her. You closed your eyes. You immersed yourself in your dreams. She didn't understand your feelings, not this time. After all, it was not a huge surprise, was it? The beatings of your heart resonated, it was the only thing you accepted to hearken.

"I can prove they're wrong!" you ruminated before you went to bed. Something in your head made you take your cell and do a simple research, you wanted to be sure you didn't imagine things. "Sebastian Stan ex girlfriends" you sought before biting your lower lip, observing  the beauties he had touched before he met you.

"Maybe they're not wrong and I am... Love makes you blind." you supposed before you fell in the arms of Morpheus.

*

You haven't answered his messages or his calls.  You shut down all your conversations on your phone and on social networks and it felt like someone shot you in the heart. He was the only person you thought of when you went to sleep and when you woke up, it seemed love cursed you. Cursed with love, yet you never met Cupidon on your path.

Eventually, he stopped trying and it was worse. This time, you were sure he forgot you and will ask someone else on a date. You were the flower he picked to have good times, but your roots were not replanted in the earth and now you are fanning without him. You weren't mad at him, you could only blame yourself. Except, you couldn't come back to him as if nothing had happened.

However, one evening you saw a beautiful car parked in front of the building in which you lived. It was the time of the fifth and last stage; the confrontation. He was standing near the front door, hands in his pockets and your stomach flipbacked in you. His baby blue irises were still breathtaking and his smile irresistible.

You fell in love with him. You got inebriated with him.

"Sebastian...? What are you doing here...?" you asked astonished.

"I wanted to see you. I missed you, sweetheart."

I couldn't help but blushed, biting slightly my lower lip.

"Why did you ignore me for two weeks? Did I say something that upset you?" he questioned, being nervous.  

A sigh escaped my lips. How to explain without disappointing him?

"It's not your fault. I... I have feelings for you, but we can't be together. I'm too young and not pretty enough to be with you so... I ignored you to forget the last weeks spent with you." you explained quickly, ashamed, looking at your shoes.

"What? No... This is too stupid, Y/N."

"Thanks..." you murmured, not feeling good at all. You were unable to meet his eyes.

"No this way. What I'm saying is, this stupid because I feel the same. I'm falling in love with you and I don't want to fight it because I don't give a fuck about what peoples think about me, you or us. And yes, you are pretty to me, so stop devaluing yourself."

"Seb-"

"I wanna love you, let me fall for you." he cut you, stroking your cheek.

You could only let him, so you pressed your lips against his as an answer. No matter what people say, it won't change what you feel for this man.

Exquise esquisse (Part 1)

Exquise esquisse

How can a love so pure and innocent at first, be prohibited?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

⚠️Warning⚠️: This story will contain incest. If you feel uncomfortable, please don’t read. This story isn’t about smut or just to satisfy some pervert desires. I’m writing this story because I wanted to read a pure and very intense love forbidden, the kind that makes your heart and stomach hurt or even cry. I don’t advocate for incest, actually I think this is very wrong, I know and I’m not a big fan of that, tbh. However, I’ve been thinking of this for a year: “What could happen if Bucky Barnes got someone pregnant in the 40′s and now he’s falling in love with his great-granddaughter without knowing she’s family?”. In this story, I'll broach different points of view: philosophical (thanks to philosophy classes in high school!), cultural and historical. AND don’t come to insult me or what you want because, it will show you didn’t understood what I wanted to prove through this story. One last thing: I won’t write this story as a regular novel cause I don’t think I have the level in english (and the time) so, I'll stick to short chapters and emphasize the important points and feelings.

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

 PART TWO

Walking in the streets of Brooklyn, earphones on, you rolled up the sleeves of your denim jacket. Without looking straight ahead. You had never hit a muscular and hot torso or fell to the overthrow, but narrowly caught by a handsome man. It was only in the movies, so why se faire un sang d’encre? Life was a ballad, which, like any other, contains positive and negative. Nothing was all white nor black. It was all about nuances. Everything in your life was about shade of difference.

What you couldn’t imagine, would be that something would plow into you. You were more likely to take a post in your face, instead, a beautiful Labrador ran and jumped on your legs. The animal was adorable, so adorable that you couldn’t resist it, you caressed the top of his head before looking around for his owner. Came face to you a tall handsome man, your heart missed a beat and you couldn’t take your eyes off him. He had everything from a Greek god, the kind that makes you fall for him and leaves you with that strange feeling. A feeling on which you cannot put a label on it because you don’t know what it is, the kind of feeling that doesn’t leave you insensitive, the kind of feeling that leads you to ask yourself a thousand and one questions. Attraction is so powerful.

His azure eyes, resting on you, didn’t make you fall backwards, instead, he turned you upside down. Love at first sight existed, you were convinced. This invasion of so foreign sentiments overwhelmed you… Even, poisoned you. When he came to apologize to you, you couldn’t help but smiled and a long discussion ensued. It was the beginning of love... Love, so pure, so innocent.

You were so young, beautiful and kind. Despite your slightly grunge look, something in you reminded him of his youth. Your innocence, perhaps? Your doe eyes? Your shy smile? Or was it the sweet freshness you provided? In a single instant, Bucky was lost, but he knew one thing: you didn’t leave him indifferent, he desired to see you again, no, he had to. He needed you. You became his new heroin, when he barely knew you. The wrong way was already taken. But was it really your fault? Fate knew how to find you, nobody escapes it and there was no way you two would.

“Bucky… Call me Bucky, doll.”

Bucky, that name, you already heard it somewhere. He was Captain America’s best friend, but why did it sound so familiar? As if you personally met him before?

You didn’t question yourself any longer, because you knew you would see him again. One look, one smile, one hour of discussion and you were infatuated with him.

L'amour que nous ne ferons jamais ensemble

Est le plus rare le plus troublant

Le plus pur le plus enivrant

Exquise esquisse…

- Gainsbourg

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Exquise Esquisse (Part 2)

Exquise esquisse

How can a love so pure and innocent at first, be prohibited?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

⚠️Warning⚠️: READ THE WARNING IN THE FIRST PART. THANKS. (No smut, just fluff) Gainsbourg songs are my main inspiration, this man was a complete genius in everything he touched.

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

You can listen Initials BB by Serge Gainsbourg while you’re reading. :)

PART ONE

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Lying on your bed, staring at the immaculate white ceiling of your little apartment, a smile was on your face. Your cell phone on your chest, precisely on your heart, you held back a cry of excitement. A month after your first encounter with him, he invited you to the restaurant, your other dates were romantic, but he hadn’t kiss you yet. You weren’t blind, you both knew that a strong love was born between you two. You knew that night, he would kiss you and maybe take you to his home.

You desired to feel his warm, thick fingers travel across your body, touching your face a hundred times and feeling his lips dance on your skin. You were prepared for the long journey that was love, you were ready, you had no choice, the Cupid arrow had pass through your skin. It was a pain you kept, which did more good than harm.

It was time to get ready. Every detail was meticulously cared for, you made sure that your makeup was perfect and that it reflected your personality, favorite clothes without doing too much, your hairstyle... Perfume applied by small delicate touches, a red lipstick applied with care. You inspected your reflection, seeking for any flaw, your hands were shaking, your belly did looping; oh God you wanted to be his. From all of your 21 years, no one had made you feel as woman as him...

His name, his brilliant smile, his irises of a beautiful blue, his hoarse voice, his writing, all of him made you smile, failing to make your heart leap out of your chest. As cliché as it seemed, in his presence the time stopped. You were determined, he was the one that you wanted. Wholly him, with his faults as his qualities, even if your conscience shouted at you to avoid rushing things. Was love so strong, so early, a bad sign? Why would you denigrate those feelings you started to get used to? They consumed you and yet, it felt so good, so right...

A last look at your reflection and your heels slammed against the old worn floor of your student apartment. So impatient, you join the man parked in front of your building.

*

The dinner unfelt wonderful. There were no other words. You nervously waited for the moment when you would feel his soft and warm lips on yours. Hand in hand, you followed him in the dark streets although illuminated of New York, your heels slammed melodiously against the asphalt before you recognize the place where he led you. Central Park. Have you ever been told how beautiful is it?

With his thumb, Bucky caressed the back of your hand and this simple gesture, so innocent, gave you the famous butterflies in the belly. You would never have imagined such a rapprochement with him in just a few weeks. He neither didn’t know how it was possible... He still had insecurities and he was afraid of the next steps in this relationship... But he couldn’t wait. He had to find out. You made him feel things he had never felt before. It was incredible. You were amazing in his eyes.

You followed him into the illuminated park to the Angel of the Waters Fountain as he told you anecdotes about his childhood in Brooklyn with Steve and how they managed to escape the surveillance of their mothers and went to the heart of Manhattan. Immersed into his story, he didn’t notice your seemingly innocent gestures: get closer to the fountain and run your fingers over the surface of the water. Without warning, you splashed him. You burst out laughing at his reaction, he was speechless and trying to wipe his white shirt that became transparent.

"You want to play? We’re gonna play, Y/N!"

Without wasting time, you ran as fast as possible to hide in the park, behind shrubs. When you thought you left him behind, you stopped laughing and your gaze searched for him. Everything was so dark despite the street lights in the park.

"Come back, doll!"

"Come get me, James!” you answered before giggling and running again as he approached.

The former soldier caught up to you without any difficulty and lifted you by the waist before he kissed your cheek. You know that you were already blushing, but at the moment, you didn’t care. A big blissful smile triumphed on your face as you laughed. He laid you down on the ground, sat down and joined you before you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him over you. Lying in the grass, he aboved you between your thighs, you felt your cheeks warm more. Nothing else counted at that moment, you cared less of the position you were in. You drowned in his eyes. He brought his face close to yours, your noses grazed and your lips brushed against each other. You could feel his warm breath wash over your face. Your heart was pounding, now you were sure of your feelings.

"Kiss me..." you whispered.

It was all he needed and he didn’t need to be asked twice. His lips pressed against yours for a sweet kiss, initially shy, then feverish. One of your hands slipped into his hair and the other on his chest, playing with the buttons of his shirt, even if you knew that tonight it wouldn’t go further than kisses. James slipped a hand on your cheek that he caressed while your lips cuddled, discovered each other and his free hand was in the hollow of your waist.

He was so gentle... It was already fucked. You were crazy in love with him and it was reciprocal. Bucky finally understood what everyone explained to him when the subject "love" was discussed. He didn’t want to let go, he wished to be closer to you and to keep you in his strong arms.

Neither of you was aware of the crime you were committing.

*

1944

"Bucky... Wait..." the young brunette sighed.

Sergeant Barnes's lips never left her skin, marking the thin skin of her neck before he let them slide on her chest, between her breasts.

"I don’t know if it's a good idea..." whispered the French woman in a rough English, between two sighs of pleasure.

What would people think and especially her family if they learned that she slept with an American soldier, one of the liberators of the country, without being married? She would probably be rejected, insulted and almost as badly treated as those young women who fell in love with Germans or who had sex with them. Maybe she wouldn’t be stoned or have her skull shaved in public for betrayal, as for l’Epuration sauvage, but she would become the family shame...

These thoughts faded when she felt the American's hands caress her chest, kiss her belly and play with the elastic of her panties. His whole body burned with desire. Positioned between her thighs, James Buchanan Barnes was gentle towards her despite the desire that was becoming more and more present. This girl called Apolline was of great beauty for that time, a great class, long wavy hair, thin but kept curves and had a porcelain skin even if she lived near the Italian border.

She didn’t mean anything to Bucky. Nothing. Just a pretty girl with whom he was about to have a good time and he would never see her again. How many children were born during the war whose fathers were the soldiers of a foreign army? So many and often abandoned... If only. If only James had known... Would he have changed that wild night? 

Nine months later, a little girl named Marie Constance was born.

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Bucky as a dad (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Request : Hi! Could you write headcanons with Bucky as daddy with his daughter? A 40s version and a recent one? :) you can do it english as in french depending on the language you prefered, it would be super nice, thanks 💕

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: cuteness overload  

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

MASTERLIST

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In the 40’s

- You were his girlfriend for eight months, it was serious between the two of you and you tried to be careful but c’mon, it’s the forties so… Avoiding a pregnancy wasn’t the easiest thing!

- You understood you were pregnant when your mom started to suspect something… She didn’t know you felt nauseous every morning, even if she pointed out your breast got bigger and she used to keep track of your period. Having a baby out of wedlock was so inappropriate at that time! Plus, you were younger than Bucky.

- When a nurse confirmed your pregnancy, you started to panic. You were afraid of your family reactions, of Bucky’s, of your friends, etc. To you, it was like the end of the world.

- Crying and being a mess when you were alone.

- Thinking about how to tell the news to James.

- Finally, you told him when you went to his apartment. He was a bit surprised, but took it really well! He wasn’t the kind of guy to have an excessive reaction, he was simply happy. After that, he asked your hand to your father and you two very quickly married to avoid suspicions that the baby was conceived before the wedding. It was a small ceremony: only your families and very close friends. Then, you moved into his home, you started to make plans about what to buy for the baby, you discussed a lot about the names and the education of baby Barnes.

- Always touching your belly during the pregnancy and he prepared everything for the baby’s arrival.

- When you gave birth to your beautiful daughter, he almost cried and never let her out of your sight. He used to speak and sing to her all the time.

- Maybe it was weird, but he was fascinated when you breastfed the little girl and, sometimes, was a little jealous of this special bond you had with Y/D/N.

- When she started to eat “solid” aliments, he was so proud to feed her, always making little games to make her eat everything.

- More than once, she peed on him with her little angelic smile and her bright blue eyes shining. She wasn’t his copy carbon, but she looked like him: she had his perfect eyes, his nose and his hair color. He was never angry against her, even if she laughed after she urinated on him.

- Being patient when didn’t say “Dada” right after “Mama”. Nonetheless, he sweetly encouraged her to.

“Baby doll, say ‘dada’.”

“Haha.”

He couldn’t help but laughed, he shook his head.

“Say ‘dada’ or daddy won’t sing you a lullaby tonight.”

Her big eyes opened wide and she gasped.

“DADA DADA DADA!!” she screamed before he kissed all her face.

- Y/D/N was a daddy’s girl, she was so fond of him and she always wanted him to sing her lullabies, cuddles and kisses from him.

- She started to walk fast and she always wanted to make her daddy proud. Her little chubby legs tried to run towards her father.

“Come on, Y/D/N, daddy is waiting for you!”

He was always careful that she didn’t hurt herself, but when she fell on her butt, she laughed and reached out for his arms.

“My sweetheart…” he cooed before he took her in his arms.

- Every time he came home after work, she jumped on his legs to have a cuddle because she missed him.

- She was his everything and never failed to ask you if you needed something for her or yourself. He wanted his girls to be happy.

- Well… It was before the war… Because he never came home…

- When he had to explain to her he was obliged to leave, she cried, even after he promised her he would come back. He tried to explain things to her, but it was complicated and she was only two and a half.

- The three of you cried when he left to serve his country. It tore your hearts. Mini Barnes refused to let her daddy go…

- Eventually, over the weeks, she accepted his decision a bit more and she was so joyful when you read the letters he sent.

- He missed his girls a lot. Dreamed often of you and wrote letters every time he could.

- Then, the letters stopped.

- She was only two when the bad news came: James Buchanan Barnes died like a hero. You lost your husband and Y/D/N lost her loving father.

 Now

- When you missed your periods and started having nauseas, you didn’t wait to make a pregnancy test. All your doubts were confirmed: you were about to have a baby. Your first baby, but not Bucky’s first.

- Of course, you knew he was married and had a daughter in the 40s. So it took you time to find the courage to tell him. When you came into his room to tell him, he surprised you.

“I already know you’re pregnant.”

“H-How… I-I mean…” you stammered

“Your breasts got bigger, you felt nauseous the mornings, you have this light stomach baby bump.”

- You thought he was going to tell you to get an abortion, that he didn’t want to become a father again. Instead, he kissed you and cuddled you in silence.

- He was lost. Very lost. He had the impression of betraying his first wife and his daughter…

- But he couldn’t ask you to kill that baby in your belly. He knew he had to start a new life, but it didn’t mean he had to forget. He never could.

- He was so impressed with the new technologies like the pregnancy tests, the ultrasounds that permit to know the baby’s gender, its weight and height.

- You gave him a daughter and he felt like in paradise because, for once, he truly completely felt happy since Hydra took him.

- He read a lot of books about pregnancy since it wasn’t a big thing in his time.

- Spoke a lot to the baby in your belly.

- He chose to call her “Rebecca Winifred” in honor of his sister and his mother.

- He was as perfect as he was with his first daughter, but he always panic, he’s afraid she would be taken away from him by Hydra.

- Was so happy to bottlefeed her, it felt so nice to him.

- He would educate her differently since it’s not the 40s anymore and because that’s the kind of thing you build together.

- As she has grown up, he taught her a lot of things from his time and that only rare people knew.

- Training her to be a strong and independent woman without annoying her, he would understand when she needed a break for a few days or weeks.

- Giving her all the possibilities in her life: whatever jobs she wanted to practice, whatever will be her sexual orientation for examples, he’ll always be there for her.

- A bit strict about dating and being in a relationship with someone.

- But, he would be the best dad ever.

The Mind of  a Broken Soldier (Leave Me Be, Chapter 2 )

Hello People of Tumblr ! It’s ya girl Hazel ! I am back again with another chapter which i am 100% sure NOBODY request it because nobody requested this story in the first place but i’m still continuing it because i feel like it. I was planning on continuing this story and give sly nods to WandaVision and The Falcon and The Winter Soldier here and there along the way. Not in this chapter but... maybe on future chapters. But I’ll see how this one goes and where my idea leads me to.

So you need to read Chapter 1 to be able to understand this chapter properly because this chapter is solely Bucky’s point of view of the reader and some random thoughts. I love reading novels and love their style of writing hence i aspire to write a decent and proper story fanfiction. I mean when you read some books, there will be several chapters viewed from that other characters’ perspective so i decided to implement that style to my story. 

So once again, thank you so much if you decided to pop by, read it and love it. Don’t be shy to pop by my message box to share some ideas you have or maybe you just wanna vibe together, I’d love to do that with you guys too. But please please please don’t be mean if you don’t like it. FYI, this chapter is slightly shorter than the first chapter. Love, Hazel .

Disclaimer: No disclaimer or any warnings. But definitely do me and yourself a favour and check out Chapter 1 so you can properly comprehend this chapter with ease :) 

Characters : Bucky x Reader; teeny weeny mention of Sam :)

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“Look man, I know we don’t really see eye to eye but I call to check on her…How’s she doin’?” Sam heaved a sigh of empathy from across the line.

I tightened my grip upon the thin, slick and smooth communication tool which now known as smartphone that I hadn’t had the chance to acquaint with. I let out a sigh of desperation, desperate of ways to haul her from the rabbit hole she’s now falling into. My fingers combing through my unruly long hair that’s bundled up in a disheveled bun. A bad habit of mine when I’m in desperation and anxiety.

“It’s been a week since Steve walked out from her life and if I’m being honest, Sam, she’s not doing very well. She’s…she’s been nestled up in her room since then.” I heaved another sigh of despair, my right human arm gripping the kitchen counter tightly in effort to prop myself while the other man-made hand still latched onto the phone.

“I even had to force feed her just to keep her alive for god sake.” I asserted whilst rubbing my right eye with the heel of my right human hand and quietly strutting towards her door. Leaning my side against the stark beige wooden door, plopping my ear against it to silently eavesdrop, just like how I had done countless times to check on her well-being without having to barge into the door. Soft whimper gradually shifted into muffled sobs. I closed my eyes, let my head hung low as if my neck was already tired enough to brace the weight of obstacles and desperation that merge into one and let out a long exhale.

“Gotta go, Sam… I’ll call you back.” I lowered my voice into mutter and hung up.

Even though I had known Steve for so many years, sometimes I still couldn’t decipher what’s in head. Recalling back to the 40s, way before he and I even considered enlisted into the army, women would always prefer me over Steve to take me out as their dancing partner when we’re at the bar. I felt bad for him and he’d sometimes complained that if only there’s the one out there who would see him through his frail and tiny stature. Seventy three years later, he abandoned the woman who’s been through with him through thick and thin, put up with his stupid decisions and god knows what more for eight years, for Peggy.

The woman whom he knew for only two years and only dated briefly.

The woman whom he’d share his infatuation and obsession with.

The woman he met at the army who didn’t even spare him a glance…not until after he’s gone through physical changes then eventually decided to give him a chance.

I wouldn’t even consider that as official if they only exchange flirting and longing glances at the office…

bar… 

and even Howard Stark’s Lab.

Clasping my hand upon the door handle, I levered it down and pushed open the door generating soft creaking from the hinge. I tiptoed my way in and left the door ajar. There she was… dressed down in only white camisole and panties while curled up in a fetal position upon the bed which was a bit too spacious now for a single person. Her back facing towards me, shoulders quivering from muffling her own sobs into whimper. 

Oh Steve… what have you done…

I slowly crept my way towards her and slowly sank myself on the bed. I was hesitant to lay next to her but I tried to push that thought away considering her mental health was already at stake. If I left her untended, she might eventually spiraled into deep depression and she’s already halfway there. So I laid next to her, draped my arm over her frail, delicate and small body to hold her close as if sheltering her from her own whirlpool of emotions . While offering her the comfort of silence, my mind wander off to how on earth Wanda dealt with her own grief… poor kid not only lost her significant other but also her twin brother and parents as I was informed by Sam. My train of thought was halted when I heard her croaked a rhetorical question, 

“H-h-he’s not coming back, is he? Did that prick even try second guessing his decisions?”

I wish I could do more than being her shoulder to cry on and dragging Steve back by the ear. That punk really took all the stupid with him. I contemplated whether I should say something decent to comfort and lift her spirit but I retracted. “I’m sorry, Doll… “ Were the only words I could muster from my still-healing disrupted mind. After Hydra’s infamous torturous events and being sent away to Wakanda to get my mind fixed. I found that I had difficulties of expressing my thought and feelings emotionally from the years of being over-electrocuted and memory-wiped conducted by Hydra, more strenuous than my old self. Not that I couldn’t do it but I realized it took more time to do so.

But even so I still try to rack my brain, dig deeper to find something nice to say; to make myself feel a tad better for at least doing something good in my life for once after the horrendous past, to at least counteract all those gruesome dirty work I unconsciously did to the others.

“I tried talking some sense into him, but he was very adamant of his decision. That punk…I’m really sorry…” i tried to string those words together carefully, worried that one step further or slight wrong move might set the fire ablaze even more. At this point, I was scared considering I had never connected to women emotionally. Sure I’d dated many women back in the 40s, but never considered them seriously… Now I know how it felt to wear their shoes, to know how it felt to be ditched and forgotten, even though I didn’t experience it firsthand.

Running out of options and words to say, I scooted closer whilst tightened my embrace and inhaling her scent, a hint of fresh bed linen and lavender; Steve hates it when women used too much perfume to the point it’s suffocating. I remember he’d always complained about the atrocious penetrating smell of perfume whenever we walked past the women at the bar.

“Doll… tell me what to do… I can’t bear seeing you breaking apart like this and I am running out of ways to numb your pain…” I consoled.

I used to be a good pep talker, a great one even; constantly spewing encouragement and lending a piece of advice or two to Steve. But I guess I had to shift my roles and be the good listener instead.

I did not expect her to open her heart and confide everything, as if she was confessing everything to me. I could only fervently listen to her anguish secrets that had been tormenting and keeping her awake. I felt really bad for the insecurity and self- doubt she had to endure these past years. Constant comparison with Peggy and doubting herself; nevertheless, she still fought her way to prove her worth… such strenuous and tenacious effort just to keep Steve’s attention to her…

Oh Steve… if only you’re in my position now, you’d know how much effort it took for her to keep up with your fantasy. They said love is full of sacrifices but not as much sacrifice from one side, both sides needed to make equal sacrifices to make things work, if one sacrifices too much, they’d weaken because they’re giving out too much and eventually died, just like her.

I knew Steve was always oblivious with things, but never as horrid as this. My heart sympathized and mourned for her. Eight years of relationship that she fought so hard to keep slipped out of her hands just like that.

“I-i-i-it h-h-h-urts, Buck… it hurts…He’s my first love, first kiss and…”

I felt her body shook under my embrace. No longer able to withstand her emotional suffer, I tried to soothe and lull her to sleep.

“I know, Doll. But I promise you’ll get through it, I promise to be with you every step of the way. We will get through it. I am not going anywhere. I am not going to walk out this door, not until you kick me out because you’re so sick of looking at my face. You have my word, Doll. I am staying.” I promised.

I promised myself I’d be there to pick up the pieces regardless of any circumstances, because it’s the right thing to do. I’d be there to hoist her up when no one else could. i’m doing what a good friend would do... It’s the right thing to do … Right? 

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Okay I'm so frustrated, this is probably the last time I try to create this blog with my stories, well thanks for the support.

List of actors / characters that you can place an order.

* Some people asked me, so here it is, feel free to send me a request. ♡

* My requests are open, so feel free to order a specific prompt or order. ♡

* You can choose up to three numbers in the same request.

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“You give me the strength to continue.”

“I am always thinking about you.”

“If you weren’t so cute, I would kill you.”

“Do you trust me? ” “No.”

“I would still love you even if you became an alien.”

“I prefer you and me.”

“You are an idiot, but I love you.”

“Calm down, I’m here”

“You are my person.”

“Can I kiss you?” “I have a boyfriend.” “Who cares?”

“I promise that I will always be here.”

“Let’s work this out together.”

“You are my sunshine.”

“If you don’t shut up, I’ll kiss you.”

“You will be the mother of my children.”

“I told my mom about you.”

“As long as I’m here, no one will hurt you.”

“You sober me up.”

“I like myself better when I’m with you.”

“For me, we would have already married.”

“You are perfect to me.”

“I don’t like to pretend we’re not together.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“Did you know that I only let you wear my clothes?”

“I hate you.” “No, you love me.”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“Did I say I love you today?

"You are not my boyfriend!” “I am yes!”

“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Let me fix things.”

“Do you want a hug?”

“I love your smile.”

“If I kiss you now, will you hit me?

"You know you’re beautiful, right?”

“Do not even think about it.”

“Love I love you, but please shut up.”

“Are you trying to kill us?”

“I protect you.”

“I’m the luckiest guy to have you.”

“I think you’re in love with me.”

“My heart is all yours.”

“Please fall in love with me.”

“I could kiss you all night.”

“My heart is racing and it’s your fault.”

“I need you, don’t you need me?”

“Man, you look like my mom.”

“You are awesome.”

“I would do anything for you.”

“You lied to me!”

“Get on my back, I’ll take you.”

“Let’s run away?”

“What would I do without you?”

“You can talk to me.”

“I’m just saying that if we had kids, they would be beautiful.”

“You know me so well!”

“Wow, are you always like this or are you just in a bad mood?”

“You are stalking me?” “Not?

"Nobody compares to you.”

“Oh, are you jealous?” “No! … Maybe.”

“Come on, I’m not that bad.”

“Honey, I love you for a long time.”

“Can I hold your hand?”

“We’re together now, right?”

“You make me nervous.”

“It is impossible to hate you.”

“Does my smile still hypnotize you?”

“I will follow you to the end of the world.”

“Do I need to kill someone?”

“Do you want to dance with me?”

“You are crazy?” “Only if it’s for you.”

“We will be fine.”

“You look so beautiful when you’re about to hit me.”

“Can we kiss now?”

“Your luck is that I love you.”

“You’re not going to leave me alone, are you?” “Not.”

“You’re the only reason I’m here.”

“I just want to be alone!” “I can’t let that happen.”

“We are the most beautiful couple of all.”

“Who cares about them?

"I don’t believe it took us that long to be together.”

“Are you flirting with me?”

“How did I survive so much time without you?”

“Seeing you is a favorite part of my day.”

“I hope your meeting is horrible!”

“You are trying to seduce me?” “It’s working?”

“Let me warm you up.”

“You are my home.”

“Do you want to stop thinking about these things?”

“Why are you eating my hair?

"Stop looking at me!” “I can’t do it!”

“I think I will kidnap you.”

“When will you realize that I am the love of your life?”

“If you keep looking at me like that I will not resist.”

“I don’t love you less for that.”

“You have no idea how much I miss you.”

“I don’t like to see you cry.”

“Do not leave me!” “Don’t be so dramatic, I’m just going to drink some water.”

“I couldn’t forget you even if I wanted to.”

“Why are you hitting me?”

“Can I sleep with you?”

“Happy Father's Day!”

“This lipstick suits you.” “Oh thank you.” “I was talking to him.”

“Stop saying I'm your wife!”

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I was a little unsure about publishing this, but I don’t think it’s too bad lol.

I'm still so stressed out about my old blog happening and what frustrates me the most is the fact that I don't even know what happened or why, but well, life goes on, doesn't it? I love writing, it's what comforts and excites me, that's why I can't stop.

Thank you so much for your support, please, if you have been through something similar, let me know.

Your voice | Bucky Barnes

Sumarry: Bucky isn’t sure if Y / n’s voice helps him sleep, or keeps him awake.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Y/N

Word Count: 341

A/N: I’m writing for some Vikings characters and actors too, feel free to ask me for something! I hope you like it! Stay safe and have a good reading! ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

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Bucky and Y / n were lying on his bed, Y / n was lying on Bucky’s chest, telling how it had been day, while Bucky patted his back.

Although Bucky loves her voice and loves it when she talks about her day, today Bucky was very tired and all he wanted to do was sleep.

“Honey, I love you so much, but can we sleep now?” He asks, making Y / n stop talking, and look at him smiling.

“OK good night.” Y / n kisses Bucky’s cheek and lies back on his chest, but this time in silence.

Bucky closes his eyes trying to sleep, silence consuming the room, Bucky doesn’t understand, silence should help him sleep, right?

Bucky is feeling more awake than before.

“Actually … Can you keep talking, dear?” Bucky asks timidly, and hears Y / n laugh.

“I thought you wanted to sleep.” Bucky knows that she was joking, and that she was about to speak again.

“I want to, but I need my beautiful bride’s beautiful voice to help me.” He says, and gives Y / n a kiss on the head.

“I don’t know if I want to help you … you cut me off in the best part of the story.”

“Please, princess, look, I’ll redeem myself with you, tomorrow I’ll let you braid my hair.” Bucky speaks, and then sighs.

“And will you leave the braid until bedtime ?.” Y / n speaks smiling in a mean way.

“Oh dear, you are so mean.” Bucky says, and the two smile together.

Those little moments were Bucky’s favorites.

“Okay, I keep the braid all day … Can you help me now, dear?” Bucky filled the test and Y / n’s cheeks with kisses, making her smile.

“I help you.” Y / n gives Bucky a sweet smile, and he knows that that smile certainly makes anyone’s day much better, he can’t help but smile when Y / n starts talking again.

Y / n’s voice does not prevent him from sleeping, she who makes him sleep, who calms him, and makes him sober, Now he realizes it.

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Will you marry me? | Sebastian Stan

Sumarry: A drunk Sebastian, asking his girlfriend to marry him.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan X Reader

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Y/N

Word Count: 307

A/N: This is so short, but this idea came out of nowhere, and so I really needed to write this. ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

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“Will you marry me?” Sebastian says when Y / n was almost asleep, lying next to him.

“Love, you’re drunk,” she responds laughing.

“I’m drunk, not crazy.” He talks a little curled up.

“Go to sleep Sebastian.” Y / n speaks with eyes closed.

“I’m not going to sleep until you say yes.” He speaks, and Y / n sighs.

“You are crazy.”

“You are very cruel, I am asking you to marry me and you certainly do not want to marry me, the love of my life has just abandoned me, I am so sad now.” Sebastian says doing Drama.

“You can ask me on a sober day, and I will be happy to say yes.” Y / n says, making Sebastian smile.

A few minutes pass and the silence takes over, Y / n sighs in relief thinking that Sebastian slept until he …

“Y/n?”

“What happened dear?” She asks, already losing patience.

“You shouldn’t know, but I already bought the ring, I really hope you like it.” Sebastian says, making Y / n’s eyes widen, and look at him in surprise.

“Really?” She says quietly, and Sebastian agrees with a smile.

“My God, sober Sebastian is going to kill me.” Seb says, and Y / n can’t help laughing, no matter what the circumstances, Sebastian has always managed to make Y / n smile.

A few more minutes of silence, and Y / n finally feels like he’s going to be able to sleep.

“love?”

“Sebastian please, I need to sleep!” Y / n says mad.

“Okay, but … can you pretend to be surprised? You know, when I ask you to marry me, when I’m sober.” Sebastian says, and Y / n leans over, kissing Sebastian’s cheek and the corner of his mouth.

“Alright love.” Y / n says, and Sebastian wraps his arms around his waist, snuggling up, and finally, the two manage to sleep.

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No, i don’t let | Bucky Barnes

Sumarry: Bucky just wants to go out with Tony’s daughter Y / n, Tony will always give the same answer, no.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Stark!reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Y/n (mentioned)

Word Count: 221

A/N: This is short, but it is to show that I am accepting requests for Bucky. I hope you like it! Stay safe and have a good reading! ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

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“Tony, will you leave me and your daughter-” Bucky tries to speak, but is interrupted by Tony.

“No.” Tony says quietly without even looking at Bucky, making him look surprised at Tony.

“You don’t even know what I was going to say.” Bucky speaks incredulously, and Tony rolls his eyes, and finally looks at Bucky.

“Anything that involves you and my daughter together and alone, the answer will always be no.” Says Tony with a winning smile.

“I wasn’t going to kidnap her, I just want to take her out to lunch or something.” Bucky says half offended, making Steve who was sitting at the table, laugh at his friend’s way.

“The answer is still no, so please don’t insist.” Tony gets up and takes his cup, ready to leave the kitchen.

“Steve is going to come with us!” Bucky says quickly, causing Steve to stop chewing, and Tony to stop walking, and to look at Bucky in surprise.

“What makes you think that Steve going with you is going to change my mind? That would only make me more worried, can you imagine? Two crazy people hanging out with my daughter! Don’t even think about it.” Tony says laughing and turns around, finally leaving the kitchen.

“Fuck!”

“Watch your mouth, Bucky.” Steve retorts, making Bucky snort out of the kitchen.

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My girlfriend yes! | Sebastian Stan

Sumarry: Y / n is Sebastian’s girlfriend, even though she doesn’t know it.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan X Actress!Reader

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Y/N

Word Count: 343

A/N: I really hope it didn’t get too boring lol, send me requests to Marvel actors, please! Stay safe and have a good reading! ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

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Sebastian, Anthony and Y / n were in a comic con, the fans were happy, smiling and having a lot of fun, and that was all Y / n wanted.

“Okay, I’m so nervous, but I really need to say this.” A nervous teenager says into the microphone.

“Y / n your character is my safe haven, and you were certainly born to play that role.” The young woman says nervously, making Y / n smiles fondly.

Before Y / n can answer, Sebastian answers first.

“Yes, my girlfriend is amazing isn’t she?” Sebastian says smiling, making the audience scream, and Y / n look at him incredulously.

“I’m not your girlfriend Stan, stop telling them lies.” Y / n speaks, and the audience and Anthony laugh

“Well, thank you so much for that, you really made my night.” Y / n responds smiling affectionately, making the young woman blush.

“Yes, we are boyfriends, look at this.” Sebastian says rising, and going to Y / n trying to kiss her, making her push him and run up to Anthony.

“He’s crazy.” Y / n says laughing, making Anthony a shield.

The public was loving that scene, which will certainly be talked about a lot on social media.

“Did you see what I have to put up with every day?” Anthony says, making the audience laugh more.

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Later that night, when Y / n was in the hotel bed, she received a notification that Sebastian had tagged her in a photo.

It was a photo with Sebastian, Y / n and Anthony in front of the crowd of fans and in the caption it said.

imsebastianstan Today was wonderful with my brother Anthony and my girlfriend Y / n lol (she doesn’t want to come out, but we are dating.)

Y / n smiles with the caption, and presses to comment.

@Y/n: @imsebastianstan What will I do with you?

@imsebastianstan: Maybe you should kiss me @Y/n

@Y/nlover: I don’t know if I’m jealous of her or his.

@sebhot: My God… is this really happening or…?

@anthonymackie: For God’s sake, I beg you, please stop this.

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Open requests!

I'm so bored, please send me requests!

Maybe | Sebastian Stan

Sumarry: Maybe Y/n is dating and Chris doesn't know it, and maybe now she's pregnant, and maybe the father is Sebastian.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Evans!Reader

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie, Y/n

Word Count: 1.232

A/N: I loved writing this, thanks for the request! <3 Stay safe and have a good reading! ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Open requests!

Chris knew there was something wrong with his sister from the moment she arrived at his house, and now, as soon as she got up off the couch and ran to the bathroom, he was sure.

In fact he noticed that she was different in the last few days, she was quieter, more thoughtful and seemed anxious about something, like an older brother, Chris worried more and more.

"What do you hear with her?" Anthony says sitting in the armchair next to Sebastian.

It was Friday night, and Anthony and Sebastian were at Chris' house laughing, talking and playing some games, and with Y/n always being very close to Anthony and Sebastian, he decided to invite his sister too, after all Y/n no it wasn't just her little sister it was her best friend too.

"I don't know, she's been weird for a few days now." Chris says worriedly, taking a sip of his beer.

"Well that's normal isn't it?" Sebastian says, but soon realizes what he said, and gives a shy smile.

"Why would that be normal?" Chris says looking seriously at Sebastian, who ruffles his hair nervously.

"I don't know…I mean forget what I said." Sebastian says and Chris looks at him suspiciously.

"I'll go check on her." Chris says getting up, still looking at Sebastian suspiciously.

Chris walks quickly to where the bathroom his sister has entered, and knocks lightly on the door.

"Are you OK, darling?" Chris puts his ear to the door but doesn't hear an answer.

"I'm going in." Chris opens the door, and sees his sister leaning over the toilet while vomiting, he goes to her, and fixes her hair, pushing it out of her face so as not to disturb her.

Chris holds her hair with one hand while stroking her back with the other hand, he's thinking a thousand things, his sister was the world to him, his sunshine, if anything happened to her, he wouldn't know what to do.

"What have you sister?" he asks as she gets up and goes to the sink to wash her mouth.

"It's nothing, don't worry." She says wiping her mouth and flushing the toilet.

He frowns as he watches her close the toilet lid and sit on it.

"Not to worry? You're acting weird and distant, and I just saw you throwing up your guts, how wouldn't I worry? You don't trust me?" Chris says looking at his sister with sad eyes.

Y/n sighs looking at her older brother, well she better tell soon, he'll find out anyway, won't he?

"Alright Chris, I'll tell you, but please don't freak out ok?" She says getting up and taking her brother's hands.

"Fine, I promise I won't." Chris says eagerly, and Y/n takes a deep breath, it's now or never.

"Chris…I'm pregnant."

He holds his breath for a few seconds and scans his sister's face, looking for any sign of a lie, and when he realizes it's not a joke, Chris feels his eyes water.

"Oh my God I can't believe little sister, I'm going to be an uncle? This is the best news of my life!" Chris says hugging his sister tightly.

"Yeah, that's awesome, but you need to know one more thing." Y/n says letting go of Chris and watching him wipe the tears off his face.

"Okay, okay, but guys need to know that now."

"No Chris wait, that's what I…need to tell you about." Before Y/n could finish, Chris was already running out of the bathroom.

I'm dead, Y/n thinks, and follows her brother into the living room.

"Guess who's going to be uncle?" Cris says as soon as he set foot in the room.

Sebastian looks surprised at Y/n who is right behind Chris.

"Really? congratulations dear." Anthony says getting up and going hug Y/n

"Thank you Anthony." Y/n says hugging Anthony, and feels him placing a tender kiss on her forehead.

"I'll have to admit, I'm really surprised, I really thought there was something going on between you and Sebas…wait" Anthony stops talking, and looks between Sebastian and Y/n.

Chris stops smiling, and watches his sister who looks nervous, when he looks at Sebastian, he sees his friend sipping his beer in quick sips.

"It's hot in here, isn't it?" Sebastian says taking off his coat, and Anthony snickers.

"Wait a minute, Sebastian said it was 'normal'. You're being weird, did he already know you were pregnant? Why did he know before me?" Chris asks his sister, who looks to Sebastian for help, Sebastian clears his throat getting ready to talk to his friend.

"I knew that first because maybe... I'm be the father." Sebastian says the last part so low and fast, he almost doesn't even hear it.

"What did you say?" Chris asks almost in disbelief.

"I said…I'm the father." Sebastian says, and gives a nervous smile.

"But that doesn't make sense…you don't even talk to each other." Chris says looking between Sebastian and Y/n.

"Oh believe me, you don't need a conversation to do this." Anthony says smiling mischievously, and holds up his hands in surrender when he sees Sebastian and Y/n stare at him.

"Actually Chris…Sebastian and I have been together for a while." Y/n says shyly, and Sebastian smiles comfortingly at her.

Chris sat on the couch thoughtfully, Anthony went to get another beer, and Sebastian got up from his chair, going over to Y/n, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"How are you two doing?" Sebastian says into Y/n's ear as he gently touches her stomach, and she looks at him fondly

Chris watches Y/n and Sebastian interact with each other, and can see how happy and satisfied they look.

He's known Sebastian for a long time, and his sister even more, he knows that neither of them had been lucky in their previous relationships, and seeing them so happy together warmed his heart with happiness, but he couldn't help but feel betrayed.

"Chris?" Chris snaps out of his thoughts when he notices Sebastian right in front of him.

Chris looks around, noticing that his sister is no longer in the room, Sebastian sighs, and sits down next to his friend *Cough* brother-in-law.

"Listen Chris, I know this is a lot for you, but you need to know that I love your sister so much, she is the most wonderful girl I've ever met, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her." Sebastian says looking at Chris.

"This pregnancy was unplanned, but know that when she told me she was pregnant, it was the happiest and most wonderful news I have ever received, and I swear I will take care of her and this baby of everything and everyone." Chris watches Sebastian's passionate gaze and smiles patting his shoulder.

"I know you will." Hearing this, Sebastian feels like he's going to cry, and then he and Chris embrace.

later that night, Sebastian, Anthony, Y/n and Chris were all watching a movie together, but this time, with Sebastian and Y/n holding each other.

"I didn't ask, how long have you been together?" Chris asks suddenly, causing Sebastian and y/n to look at each other and respond together.

"one year"

"Cool…wait what!?"

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Hiii baby, can i order a 14 with sebastian stan? Thank you.❤️

14. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll kiss you.”

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Sebastian and Y/n have been friends for several years, and in addition to making the Marvel movies together, the two have again been cast in yet another movie together.

They were walking and playing around the set when Y/n started to sing a song that wouldn't come out of his head.

Sebastian loved Y/n (secretly), and he loved teasing her.

Sebastian loved Y/n (secretly) and loved to tease her, he looked at her singing and smiled, ready to tease her again.

“If you don’t shut up, I’ll kiss you.” He said, and immediately Y/n shut up, making Sebastian look at her in surprise.

"I'm offended, is the idea of ​​kissing me so horrible?" Sebastian says stopping pacing, and placing a hand on his chest dramatically.

"Don't be like that, we're going to have a kissing scene anyway." She says with a smirk, and starts walking again, leaving Sebastian behind with a goofy grin on her face.

"Yes!" Sebastian says celebrating and runs to walk again beside Y/n.

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Let's go dear | Sebastian Stan

Sumarry: Chris Evans and Anthony are sure Sebastian and Y/n are dating.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Actress!Reader

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Chris Evans, Y/n

Word Count: 273

A/N: This is too small, forgive me for that. ♡ English is not my first language, so I'm sorry for any mistakes.

Open requests!

"Sorry but…are you two dating?" Chris Evans asks as he sees Y/n and Sebastian arrive on set together, with Y/n Hooked on Sebastian's arm.

"We're not dating, why do you think that?" Sebastian speaks putting his arm around Y/n's shoulders.

"Duh, you guys act like boyfriends." Anthony says it like it's too obvious, and Sebastian and Y/n look at each other dubiously.

"Of course not, we're best friends." Y/n responds, wiping the corner of Sebastian's mouth that was smeared with the snack they'd been eating on the way to Set.

Chris and Anthony look surprised at the scene before them, Y/n wipes Sebastian's mouth gently, and he looks at her with the most passionate look, and the goofiest smile ever.

"So wow, Y/n want to be my best friend too?" Anthony says, and Sebastian cocks his ears at that phrase.

"Hey" Sebastian says bringing Y/n closer to him.

"I'm just kidding man, this girl here is my little sister." Anthony says smiling affectionately at Y/n, who smiles back.

"So… are you dating?" Chris asks hopefully.

"Not!" They respond together, causing Chris to throw up his hands in surrender.

"Y/n and Sebastian, can you guys come over here for a bit?" The director screams.

"Let's go dear." Sebastian says intertwining his fingers with hers.

As the two walk over to the director, Chris and Anthony have satisfied smiles on their faces.

"You two better be careful when you go out on the street together, you might end up killing everyone for being so cute!" Anthony yells, making Chris, Sebastian and Y/n laugh.

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Ok, I need to write more to Sebastian Stan, send me requests!