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Hi if you are taking reluctant you do a Stucky x teen adopted reader (can you do gender neutral so everyone can read it but if not that’s ok) were the reader is sick and her two dads have to look after the reader but the reader try’s and hides it because they think it’s just a cold and they can look after herself until it turns into the flu (or something more serious) and they pass out and their dad freak out until Steve and Bucky realise what happened. (Sorry of it doesn’t make sense)

Hi anon, hope you like this. I don’t know if you meant Stucky as the Reader’s parents, or another pairing, but I made them the parents. Thank you for sending this in!! 

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Stucky x teen gender neutral!Reader (Fluff/Platonic) Warnings: Sickness  Word Count: 990

Your sniffle was loud as you walked out of your high school, and you stumbled slightly as you glanced up. It was too bright today and for some reason the light was bugging your eyes out too much now, causing you to squint them together. You bumped into some classmates, mumbling apologizes to them as they scoffed back to you.

You walked to where you usually get picked up from and sat down with an exhausted sigh. Today was too much, you were a lot more tired than normal, and you wanted to get some sleep as soon as you got home. You noticed you were sweating more than usual as well, but it was super cold. You pulled your phone out of your pocket, turning on some music as you waited for one of your dads or maybe Aunt Natasha to pick you up.

You sneezed into your arm and sniffled again, shaking your head at yourself. You needed to keep it down, it was getting a bit annoying, you reminded. You didn’t need people to worry about you at the Compound or just at home, they always made a hustle out of it, and you didn’t want to see them go through a trouble over something like a cold. You scratched your head with another sigh, barely glancing up when you noticed your car pulled up.

You grinned slightly to the car, hopping into the back. “Hi dad,” You greeted, throwing your bag to the other side of the car weakly, and you held back a cough. Bucky smiled back to you through the mirror, “Hey, how was school?” He asked, while starting to drive again.

You shrugged back after a moment, before you realized he didn’t see you. “Uh, it was fine, got to see another Captain America video about eating healthy foods.” You mentioned, almost chuckling when you remembered your dad’s overexaggerated acting.

“Was it the one with the whole,” Bucky paused quickly, and gestured to his face and made an odd expression. You laughed quietly in the back, starting to feel a bit better since he made you smile. You nodded, “Yeah, that one.” 

The fun quickly stopped though, as you coughed again, and trembled as it turned into a fit, making you feel dizzy. Bucky turned back to you with worry as he stopped the car. “What’s wrong?” He questioned, furrowing his eyebrows together.

“I swallowed water wrong,” You stuttered out, wiping the tears around your eyes. Again, you really didn’t want him to know you were getting sick, or you were sick. It wasn’t like he or Steve would get sick because of their super soldier serum, which you thought was incredible. 

By the time that you got home, you felt like trash. You were sweating horribly, and your coughing only got worse, making Bucky confused. You kept pushing out random excuses, to get him to focus on the road instead. You practically sprinted to your room, shouting that you needed to start your geography project about mountains. That was true, that you needed to start it, but you were too weak to even press the glue down onto the board. Instead, you collapsed onto your bed with a heavy sigh.

Steve got home hours later, holding the bag of grocies that he bought to make dinner with. He pushed them onto the counter before greeting his husband with a hug and smile, furrowing his eyebrows when he realized you weren’t downstairs. “Where’s Y/n?” He asked Bucky, wondering if you were out in the backyard.

Bucky sighed as he scratched his head, walking up the stairs. “They’re doing their project right now, but it’s been a while.” Steve nodded back, following Bucky to check on their teenager. 

“Y/n? We’re going to make dinner right now.” Steve knocked, opening the door after a few moments. Bucky tilted his head in confusion when he didn’t hear your voice. You were asleep with your legs hanging of the bed, and you were still wearing your shoes and school clothes. 

You groaned sleepily, wiping the snot from your face that pooled around you when you were asleep. “Hi,” You murmured, dizzy sitting up on the bed, and glancing around, muddled at how much time has passed.

Steve smiled back to you, watching as you pushed yourself onto your feet. Then you fell, face first. Bucky and Steve shouted, watching you collapse, and pass out. “Y/n!” Bucky yelled out, rushing to your figure.

Steve rushed behind him, shaking your shoulders. Bucky glanced down to see if you got hurt anywhere. “Call the doctor,” He quickly spoke up, noticing your sweat. Steve pulled out his phone, calling the doctor to come over, while he watched worriedly and in shock as you let out random groans.

When you blinked awake from your faint, you were confused to see both your dads standing over you. “Oh, hey,” You whispered, sighing as you felt your throat burn. Bucky shook his head back to you, “Did you get hurt earlier today? Did someone hurt you?” His questions went on, causing you to bulge your eyes out.

“When did it happen? Where? How? Who?” Steve continued as well, squeezing your hand as you glanced over to him. 

“Huh?” You mumbled, scrunching your face together. “I’m sick,” You explained, coughing into your arm. 

You went on after your coughing, almost shrugging back to them. Bucky and Steve’s faces were more than concerned as you laughed nervously, “I have the flu, got it from Steph, I didn’t want you guys to be mad or upset.” 

“Steph? Wait- Y/n, you have to tell us when these things happen!” Steve protested, shaking his head as Bucky started to speak as well. You interrupted them both with another shrug, “I’ll tell you guys next time, but uh, can I get off the floor? And dinner? Are we having sandwiches again?” 

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Subspace Kitten

Note: I was struck by motivation. Bucky? subspace? aftercare? lay back and enjoy. 18+, no exceptions. feedback is and always will be appreciated!! .c

Bucky was furious. He slammed the front door to your shared apartment, not giving a shit that it was late at night and the neighbors were sleeping, and locked it. He faced the door as you anxiously stood behind him a few feet away, anticipating what was to come. 

His shoulders were tense and you could practically see his rage in his stature alone, he didn’t have to confess he was angry beyond he’s ever been. It wasn’t entirely your fault, but most of the blame was on you. You disobeyed one of his rules. And daddy doesn’t like it when his kitten disobeys his rules.

You knew that but he’s the one who ignored you all night when you just wanted his attention. He’s been on a total of twenty missions, short and long, in one month. The days grew dreary and the nights left you lonely, aching for him. All you wanted was to leave Tony’s party early and get back home so you could have him to yourself. 

The longer he made you wait, the more antsy and impatient you became. Your attitude shown through and you made one too many snarky comments during one of his conversations. It didn’t embarrass him, it wasn’t too big of a deal and the people he spoke to didn’t pay any attention, but Bucky knew…this was just the beginning of one of your bratty episodes, and he was sure to put a stop to it.

“I want you naked and waiting for me on the bed. Understood?” He ordered, his voice low and eerily calm, still facing the door. You swallowed nervously but couldn’t ignore the shiver that ran down your spine. You figured you didn’t speak soon enough because within mere seconds, Bucky turned around and stalked towards you, his metal hand squeezing your neck.

You gasped and tried to hide the smile your lips nearly displayed. “Understood?” He spoke firmly, his eyes staring into yours, the twinkle in them just begging you to disobey him one more time tonight. You nodded and gulped. “Understood, Daddy.” You whimpered, sighing when he released your neck.

Bucky stayed behind as you left to go to your bedroom, stripping along your way, dropping your clothes in a trail to let him know you’re following his instructions. You climbed on top of the bed and sat on your knees with your hands joined together on your lap. 

The anticipation was excruciating. Bucky knew that making you wait only furthered your arousal, hence making you beg for him - which he loves. He never had power or control over things, not even himself, and when you two met when you were recruited, things fell into place. From friends to lovers, to dom and sub. He had power and control over you and you drank it in with an angelic smile and devilish eyes.

He’s always gentle, except when you disobey. You trust him and he trusts you. You enjoy it when he’s rough just as much as when you two have slow and gentle sex. It’s always passionate, never faltering in it’s fire and desire for one another. 

The sound of heavy boots echoing in the hallway made you look up towards the door. Bucky appeared in the doorway and stopped there, his broad, tall body completely covering the open space. “Good, you followed orders, finally.” His tone was mocking and a bit smart ass-y. 

You stayed put, twitching in your spot as he started walking closer. As he walked, your eyes trailed along his body and you felt your pussy clench just from thinking of what he was going to do to you.

Bucky stood in front of you, his eyes on yours. The height difference resulted in his crotch being a little closer to your face. His flesh hand reached out to hold onto your cheek, his thumb caressing the skin. Before you had the chance to nuzzle into his tough and enjoy it, he slid his hand to the back of your head, gripping tightly onto your hair.

He roughly pulled your face forward so you were eye level with the large bulge in his pants. You licked your lips subconsciously and Bucky chuckled deeply above you. “Aw, kitten…” He cooed, jerking your head back, making you look up at him. You whimpered at the sting on your scalp. His grip was harsh.

“Good girls get rewarded, kitten. You disobeyed Daddy, so you get punished. That seems fair, huh?” He asked with raised eyebrows, his bright smile making your stomach flip with nervousness. You nodded. “Yes, Daddy.” You said, your thighs squeezing together. Bucky’s eyes dropped to your lap for only a second before meeting yours again. 

His hand left your hair but you stayed still. He reached for his belt and unbuckled it, he metal clinking together like music to your ears. You watched patiently, the idea that he was going to fuck your mouth made you wet. But he had different plans. “Turn around. On your knees.” He ordered, holding the belt in his hand.

You followed his orders and shakily moved onto your knees, your fingers digging into the comforter as your feet dangled off the side of the bed. Bucky hummed and suddenly you felt the stinging pain of the belt whipping your ass. “Stay quiet.” He said as he heard you gasp, a loud whine begging to escape. 

You exhaled, your chest fluttering as you fought the urge to make a noise. “Count.” He said, pulling the belt back once more. You counted as he went, your ass burning more and more with each slash of the belt. 

“T-ten!” You choked out, your arms were wobbling as you struggled to keep yourself up. Your ass was throbbing and you knew it’d be bruised tomorrow. He was whipping you harder than he has before, but you deserved it. 

Tears prickled in your eyes and Bucky continued to whip you ten more times. Your ass burned, it hurt, and you were sure you’d pass out from feeling so lightheaded if he kept going. Bucky threw the belt to the side and began undressing, you could hear his clothes shuffling behind you.

When he was done, he sat beside you and pulled you over his lap, rubbing his hand over your swollen and aching ass cheeks. “Good girl,” he cooed, but he wasn’t finished with you, you knew that. Bucky grabbed a fist full of your hair again and you felt his flesh fingers rubbing your soaking core between your legs. 

“Fuck, my little Princess is so ready for me. Isn’t she? Too bad she’s been a naughty girl.” Bucky’s voice was rough and low, taunting and dripping with domination. He wanted you to beg for him, he wanted to hear you whine and plead for him to destroy you. You whimpered as your pussy finally felt a little bit of relief. 

You wiggled your hips back and forth, pushing back against Bucky’s hand. “Ah ah, behave.” He jerked your head back and you moaned. “Remember, you’re not allowed to cum. If you do, you’ll regret it.” He growled, his mouth right at your ear. “Yes, Daddy.” You sighed, feeling his fingers rub against your entrance, gathering your wetness.

Bucky’s pinky and ring finger slid into your pussy and you gasped, your pussy clenching around them. “Mm, kitten, you’re so tight.” He mumbled, his eyes drinking in your body lying over his lap. He rubbed his middle finger and index finger over your puckered asshole, slowly entering them inside.

Before you could stretch enough to take his fingers, Bucky started pounding his fingers in and out of your holes at a fast pace, your ass jiggling and his bicep flexing from the force. “Oh, Daddy!” You squealed at the pleasure, thrashing in his lap. 

You wanted to cum so badly, your mind was becoming hazy as his fingers brought you to the edge, only his order made you stay right there, never releasing. “Daddy wants you to beg, kitten.” Bucky said, his hand leaving your hair. Your head fell forward, your breathing labored and your voice lost. 

Bucky slapped your ass and pulled his fingers out of your holes, only to shove them even harder back inside. Your body jolted against his thighs and you whimpered, your mind buzzing with the want to release. “Daddy, let me c-cum, please!” You begged, your eyes squeezing shut. 

A growl fell from his lips and he jerked you up, manhandling you. Your eyes were hooded as you looked at Bucky. H smirked at you, raising an eyebrow, as if he were testing you. He slid three fingers into your pussy this time, the stretch making you gasp. He fingered you hard and fast, while wrapping his metal hand around your neck.

Bucky brought your face close to his, your air cut off just a tad. “Oh Daddy, please, please! I want to cum!” You cried, feeling like you were going to break very soon. Bucky slowed his fingers but kept them deep inside of you, hitting that one delicious spot that made you melt in his hands. 

Your eyes rolled back and his hand squeezed your throat harder. “No.” He said, making your eyes flash open. He nearly came right then and there, you looked so worn out and he hasn’t even fucked you properly yet.

“But Daddy!” You sobbed, your eyebrows creasing together. Bucky licked a stripe up your cheek, gathering your tears on his tongue. “I said.. no.” He wasn’t letting up and you knew he could make this last all night.

After bringing you to the edge a few times, Bucky grabbed your hips and lined himself up with your pussy, sitting there. You waited for him to enter you but he watched you, waiting to see if you’d disobey by sitting on his thick cock. You knew better, so you waited. 

Your eyes met his and you grabbed his biceps, squeezing. “Daddy, I want you to fuck me, please. I need you, I need your big cock inside of me. Please, please. Daddyyyy.” You begged like a little girl, your mind started to cloud over. You weren’t sure what was happening but it’s something you’re never felt before.

Bucky moaned and he couldn’t wait any longer. He roughly sat you down on his cock, again not giving you time to adjust. He stood up with you in his arms and grabbed your hips, pulling you off his cock, only to slam you back down repeatedly. 

“You,” thrust “are not” thrust “allowed to” thrust “cum” thrust.

You screamed and your head fell backwards, your mouth hanging open. Your body was shaking from the pain mixed with pleasure. “Fuuuck!” He groaned as he hit deep and hard, your walls squeezing around him in the best way.

Bucky continued to fuck you against him while he stood there. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he slammed you down on his cock over and over, picking up speed every now and then.

“Oh, fuck yes, Daddy! Daddy, yes!” You squealed, your legs shaking around Bucky’s waist. He rest his forehead against yours and he flopped down onto his back on the bed, bending his knees and planted his feet on the mattress. You lied on his chest and he grabbed your ass for leverage, and started thrusting as fast and as hard as he could into your pussy.

You became overwhelmed with the pleasure and held your breath, your pussy throbbing and clenching, squeezing Bucky’s cock so hard he was growling in your ear at how good you felt around him. “You’re such a bad girl. I should just get myself off and punish you for a few days.” He rasped in your ear.

Your mind was elsewhere now, your vision blurry and your mouth pouring words you couldn’t understand, you just knew you wanted to cum now and Bucky wouldn’t let you because you were a bad girl earlier.

Bucky gasped as he felt himself get closer to the edge and slowed his pace, his arms wrapping around your lower back as he thrust inside of you. “Please, please, please…” You begged and cried, shaking in his arms. “I want…I want to cum, Daddy, please, let me cum…” Bucky shuddered beneath you and he growled in pleasure, flipping you over onto your back and pinning you beneath him. 

“You were such a bad little girl, kitten. I don’t think you deserve to cum.” He said with a wicked smile. He stopped and rest his cock inside of you, your pussy full and throbbing. Tears fell from your eyes again and Bucky noticed you didn’t look all there, but he figured you were so ready to cum, you were going to do it anyways.

So he started fucking you again roughly, this time reaching so deep, your back arched off the bed and you screamed, a cry breaking through your mouth and piercing his ears. “Cum, kitten! Fucking cum!” He strained, feeling himself come close to the edge. You did as you were told and came so hard, your mind went blank. 

Bucky continued to fuck you both through your orgasms and you whimpered, begging him to keep going, to let you cum again, to let him forgive you. “I’m a good girl, Daddy. I-I promise, just let me cum. Let me cum. I’m sorry.” Your eyes were searching for his and Bucky was breathing heavily as he looked into your eyes. 

He stopped moving and watched you closely. “Please, Daddy. Please… I’m not gonna disobey again, I..” You were out of breath and pulled Bucky closer, your lips trembling as you cried softly. You looked…younger, innocent, like you were in trouble. You were, but this was different.

Your eyes were rolling into the back of your head, struggling with the overwhelming sense of pleasure. Bucky swallowed and wiped your tear stained cheeks. “Hey…hey..” Bucky said softly, his whole demeanor changing. “Kitten, it’s okay. You finished for Daddy, you’re okay.” His rubbed your cheek and you didn’t nuzzle into it like you usually do. 

“Daddy…Daddy..I’m a good girl. I won’t disobey you again. I’m a good girl, right?” You questioned, your mind still cloudy and your mouth repeating itself. Bucky kissed your forehead and realized he fucked you into subspace. It’s never happened before and he wasn’t sure what to do. 

“Baby, I’m Bucky now. You’re my precious, sweet little Y/N. I’m not mad at you.” He kissed your neck, your collarbones, moving up to your cheeks. You hummed and closed your eyes. “Daddy, I’m a good girl.” Bucky nodded and rubbed your sides. “You are a good girl. I need you to come back to me, alright?” He ordered gently, his heart beating wildly in his chest. 

He knew he was being rough but he didn’t know he was being that rough. He knew you felt good and he had your consent, he was just worried you wouldn’t come back down from this ecstasy high in subspace. 

Bucky ran his fingers through your hair and kissed your lips, feeling you react lazily. You pouted and whined, your chest heaving. “But I’m right here, Daddy.” You looked at him curiously. He smiled uneasily. “Y/N, come back to me. please. Come on…” He urged, his hands gentle on your skin. 

He pulled his softened cock out of you and you whined, missing the feeling of being full. Bucky sat you up and kissed your forehead. He grabbed the water bottle you left on the bedside table earlier that day and pulled your chin, opening your mouth. “Drink this, baby..” You nodded and did as he said, not realizing how thirsty you really were.

“Better?” He asked, smiling at you. “Daddy, I’m sorry.” You pouted, still in subspace, which frightened Bucky. “Doll, I’m Bucky now. Come on, you need to lie down, okay?” You nodded your head and pushed your bottom lip out. “Cuddle me, Daddy. Cuddle.” You made grabby hands at Bucky and he sat up against the headboard, pulling the blankets around you both after you sat in his lap.

Bucky rubbed your back as you rest your head on his shoulder, your face in the crook of his neck. “You’re such a good girl, you know that? I love you so much.” He whispered, playing with your hair. You hummed in appreciation, too drained to reply. 

You felt yourself slowly coming down and sighed contently, opening your eyes. Bucky’s soft touches and soothing voice made you aware of what was going on now. “I love you too, Bucky.” You whispered, lifting up to kiss his cheek. Bucky looked at you in surprise and held your cheeks in his hands, looking into your eyes. 

“Y/N.. You such a good job.” He praised you, pulling you in for a kiss. You smiled against his lips, moving closer to him. “That was good, really good.” You sighed, biting his bottom lip. Bucky chuckled and hugged you close. “Sorry if I was too rough. Thought I lost you for good for a moment.” He looked down at you with a worried smile. 

You realized what must’ve happened. “I’ve never felt like that before.” You said, trailing your hand along his chest. Bucky wanted to explore it a bit more, he was afraid to admit it excited him, fucking you into subspace. But he knew tonight, you both had enough. 

“Let’s get some rest, Doll.” You both got into a spooning position, holding each other close, falling into a peaceful sleep.

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thinking you’re being super sneaky, tiptoeing through the house to your bedroom with a victorious smile on your face thinking that you’ve outsmarted your bodyguard, bucky, by staying out far later than you should’ve. and you know that your dad would’ve scolded you if bucky didn’t get to it first—to be fair, your father was a mob boss and it was warranted. but you also just wanted to see your friends like a normal twenty something year old.

“blossom you really gotta stop trying to outsmart me, i know you better than anyone.” bucky’s low voice startles you from behind as you gasp and jump to face him. he’s wearing his signature black jeans that hug his muscled thighs and a black tee to match—his arm standing out in the moonlight streaming through the various windows. “you don’t have to follow me everywhere.” you huff, crossing your arms over your chest as bucky chuckles. “that’s kinda my job, blossom.” he sighs with a smirk, moving some of your hair out of your face.

“i am gonna have to start teachin’ you a lesson or two if you keep breakin’ my rules though.” he says, his voice much lower and raspier as your breath catches in your throat suddenly. your heart feels like it’s racing all of a sudden, blood pumping as bucky’s sharp cologne washes over you as he steps closer to you. “what kind of...lesson?” you whisper, entirely transfixed on his shimmering, mischievous eyes as he walks you backwards and against the door of your bedroom.

“gonna teach you how to behave, how to listen to me, and most importantly...how to be a good girl.” he purrs in your ear and you can’t help the soft whimper that leaves your lips. “i know you’re a good girl, blossom. i just think you need to be reminded of how to act.” he adds, shivers going down your spine at the sound of his words. your throat is suddenly dry and hoarse and you don’t think to speak knowing that you don’t trust your voice. “think you can do that for me, blossom?” he asks teasingly and with a smirk as he’s pressing his thigh between your legs.

you’re unable to verbally respond, instead shaking your head up and down and curling your fingers in the fabric of his shirt as he lets out a dark chuckle. “patience, blossom. be a good girl and i’ll make you feel so, so good.” bucky promises making you whimper as his fingers dig into your hip as he grinds you over his legs in the middle of the hallway where anyone can hear or see you two. “that’s a good girl, feel good doesn’t it? after i’m done with you, you won’t want to sneak out anymore.” he growls, beard tickling your neck before he turns the knob and pushes you inside.

somehow you end up on the bed, bucky’s large body hovering over yours as he’s teasing you over your panties until you’re nearly sobbing. “where are your manners, blossom? didn’t your mother ever tell you to say please?” he taunts as his bionic fingers move teasingly over your covered clit as you’re staring daggers at him trying to keep your composure as best as you can. “if that’s how you wanna play, we can play dirty.” he purrs in your ear, flipping you over so you’re over his lap; your panties slowly being slid down your legs.

“count.” and you can’t question him before he delivers spanks to your backside, alternating cheeks and making sure to soothe the skin after each one. “hmm, think you’ve learned your lesson? think you deserve my fingers? my mouth?” he whispers, stripping you of the rest of your clothes before taking a moment to admire your form. sinking to his knees to throw your legs over his shoulders, nose bumping your mound and it makes you whine. “smell so good for me, blossom. can’t wait to taste you.” he groans, his tongue getting to quick work.

his tongue works wonders, making you fall over the edge multiple times before he’s finally satisfied. “taste like fuckin’ honey, blossom.” he murmurs against your lips as he kisses you, his beard wet and lips tasting like yourself as you moan into the kiss. “but i need’a feel you.” and you can feel him against your core. he’s not making it easy for you, flipping you over so your face is buried in the pillows and he secures your arms behind your back in his. “look so fuckin’ good for me like this, so hot baby.” he purrs, slowly sliding into you.

your moans are thankfully muffled by the sheets as bucky fucks you deep into the mattress, hitting your spot every time and you don’t think you’ll ever crave anyone else’s touch but his. “i know you wanna cum for me, blossom. cum all over my cock, make a mess on what’s yours.” he growls, hips stuttering as his thrusts begin to get sloppy.

it’s quiet after, just shallow breaths filling the room. “maybe this’ll stop you from sneakin’ out.” he whispers making you chuckle. “oh i don’t think it will, now i just want more.” you smirk, knowing look in your eyes.

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Jeez, imagine being on a vacation minding your own buisness.

After weeks of long shoots, professional commitments/ contracts and hardwork.

You are trying to lay low and not draw any attention. Needing some time for yourself. But somebody shoots a video of you without your consent (it's borderline stalking btw), then posts it on a SM platform. No context. No other information. Just a little video clip. It gets viral from there and random strangers start speculating, screaming and gossiping hiding behind their keyboards, starting some flashy/clickbait twitter hashtags, calling you all sort of names, presenting "Online Harassment- Exhibit A", accusing you of being an awful person when you have been nothing but loving, kind, compassionate and considerate towards all of them for more than a decade.

Hmm... Life as a super famous celebrity can also be really tough sometimes. Everybody sees the privilege, nobody sees the demanding nature and enormous pressure, adverse effects of public scrutiny and constant judgement.

Travelling right now is by no means wisest and safest of the choices. But stalking, obsessing, harassing people online, spewing hatred, quick judgemental tendancy, hypocritical responses all of these are way, way worse than that. Not healthy for you at all.

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Honestly, I'm more concerned about the mental health and well being of the 'really mature & aware stans' than I am about Seb (come on, the man was wearing a mask and just FYI, there are a lot of more strict, compulsory rules and regulations, precautionary practices regarding travel during the pandemic than these 'fussy-internet-babies' are aware of)

If you are in any celebrity fandom, please take a moment and read these following things. Visit the links. They're very important

Celebrity Worship Syndrome- Psychology Today.

The association of celebrity worship with problematic Internet use, maladaptive daydreaming, and desire for fame - Journal of Behavorial Addictions

Please Remember To Take Care of Yourself First and Foremost

❤️ lots of love and positive vibes to all ❤️

Chapter 12: King & LionHeart

And… This is it! The last chapter! I can’t believe we finally reached the end of this story! I’m so sad to see this end but I’m happy to finally end this lovely story :) This isn’t the last of Renee, Bucky and the kid’s I have a few other WIP’S and of course new ideas always buzzing everywhere! 

Thank you to everyone who has read, reblogged, and shown this story love. Your support and love has meant the world to me so thank you so much for showing me so much support and love.

Special shoutout to @whimsicalrogers for making my amazing divider give her edits a look! she makes amazing edits, my icon and my phone lock screen are all her lovely edits!

Warnings: None, Fluffy teeth rotting goodness. Daddy Bucky! 

Parings: Renee X Bucky 

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6,

Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11

Lionheart

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Renee & Bucky Masterlist

Two Years Later 

“I will marry you someday Sarkar!” Winter announces proudly as he shyly practices in his bedroom. Bucky chuckles watching him.

“I know I’m only five and your 7 but I want to marry you, Sarkar!” Bucky watches his little boys face.

“Pick her some flowers when you do this Sarkar loves flowers.” Winter freezes his cheeks red as he stares at Bucky. Winter grabs his pillow and hides his face in it.

“You weren’t supposed to see that daddy!” Bucky smiles as he steps inside the room.

“Hey, you like Sarkar you go for it! We Barnes men we don’t let our gals slip away from us.” Winter giggles as a little mess of curly dark locks stumble into the room.

Lees verder

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)