So, this is my submission to the wonderful @sgtjbuccky‘s End of Year writing challenge. Thank you for hosting this, and giving us the opportunity to participate! 🙂
The pairing turned out as 40!Stucky this time, but Steve is not smoll anymore, because it takes place during the war.
There are some warnings but not too much, just some angst, fluff, kissing, near to death experience (kind of), almost too late confessions, WWII, and Steve very obviously being in love with Bucky.
Word count: 2.5K
A/N: So, I wanted to write this as a Bucky x Reader kind of or straight into smut story, but it have never really worked out. That’s why I decided on Stucky, because I am a trash for those two together, and because I kind of wanted to try writing some angst? It’s not very deep or hardcore angst tho, and it almost turned into smut, but I could resist this time.
I am horrible at giving titles, and sorry for my grammar.
There was
yelling and continuous gunshots. Wounded and dead everywhere. The smell of
burned flesh and smoke filled the air.
Steve took
a second to think about the process and the decisions he made which took him
into this place. The place where he was so eager to get and where Bucky was
obliged to go. They become soldiers, got to the war but neither of them had any
idea of how it would be, how horrible it really was, how many friends they
would see die or get captured. How many villages will be burnt by the time they
get there, how many men, women and children would suffer, cry for help and beg
them to help. It was hard to imagine, even harder to process.
He had a
second before breaking out of his hiding place to look at Bucky. He was
focused, his back against the thick wood, holding his gun ready to shoot.
He
shouldn’t have been here.
No, Bucky
should have been in Brooklyn, charming girls and dream about his future, not
here in the god damn war, fighting next to him, risking his life.
He was more
worried about his friend than for himself. If anything have happened to Bucky…
He shook his head. He could have never forgive himself, he never thought about
living longer than Bucky, not with all the sickness and health conditions he
had. But now? Now he had a big chance that I might happen.
Oh this is just gorgous @tetralea ! It reminds me of an animation gif of Steve & Bucky making out (if i can find it i’ll insert it below), and i am so glad you’ve written this as its the kind of story i would always love to write myself but never feel good enough to get all the feelings in. Bravo!
Edit: i couldnt find the gif. But its beautiful. Its Steve and Bucky lying on a bed, stripping their shirts off and making out and gives major 1940’s army camp vibes. 💜
Thank you so much! I means a lot! 🙂 I loved to write this, in my head they just so much and crazy in love, and I love to rediscover it from a lot of different aspects.
😦 I’m sad you couldn’t find the gif, I don’t think I have ever come across it, but now I am curious.
Summary: You are out with Natasha and Wanda, feeling really lonely (horny) during the night and decide to send a text about it your friend. Too bad the mane Becky and Bucky is right next to each other in your phone.
Warnings: Dom!Bucky, dry humping, thigh riding, cursing, sweet, loving! Bucky, sexting, Bucky being a teasing little shit, Bucky being a dirty little shit too
A/N: Smut with some plot. Also, you are not dead drunk, just a bit tipsy, just enough to admit your feelings and desires to yourself.
‘I wanna fuck.’ This was the single text you sent
to Bucky instead of your friend Becky, which you haven’t even realized in the
rather drunk state you were in. Wanda pulled you up from the coach and led you
to the dance floor, where you completely forgot about the previously sent text.
After a few minutes you were catching your breath as you collapsed back onto
the couch and pulled out the phone from your pocket.
Natasha went to the bar to get another round of
cocktails while Wanda laid next to you, resting her head in your lap.
‘Shit!’ You cursed when you realized why did you got
some scandalous texts from Bucky. For your luck no one could hear it from the
loud music. Now you needed that drink as fast as possible. One of your hands
sunk into Wanda’s soft hair and started to massage her scalp. In the other one
there were your phone, letting your eyes run through the texts again.
‘You know where to find me.’ This was the first one, then it
kept going. ‘But you left with the girls.
😦 ‘
You laughed a bit imagining his pouting little face
when he wrote it.
‘We are heading home soon. ;)’
‘So, you want me to wait for
you?’ Bucky’s
reply was immediate, and you basically could hear his voice in your ears
reading the text. You bit your lips and smiled mischievously.
Oh god i absolutely LOVED this! He was so fucking naughty with the dirty talk, and once she got home it was so hot yet amazingly sweet with the fact he wouldnt do it until she was sober. I’d love to beg for a part 2, the morning after, but i’ll leave it with you and just say if you ever want to continue this story or do a sequel it would be more than welcome! ❤👍
Thank you so much! I had soooo much fun writing this, naughty Bucky is too good! He is also very considerate, haha no drunk first sex because he loves and takes care of you. I was actually thinking to write a second part, and I am still thinking about it, but I need a good idea first to make it at least as good as this turned out to be. If you have any you are more than welcome to share it and help me with inspiration, because right now my head is empty. T-T ❤
Tetralea 