Prompt: “I’m not ‘pretty for a fat girl.” I’m pretty, period.”
Summary: As Bucky enjoys his new life as an Avenger and a drink at the bar, you catch his eye. You and the way you manage to put that drunk stranger back to his place when he tries to make a pass at you.
Words: 4.3k
Warnings: SMUT (nsfw), though nothing too graphic, a bit of self consciousness, some fluff I guess?
A/N: Sooooo, there it iiiiis! Guys, I worked so hard on this fic. Probably harder than I did in a long long time so I really hope you’ll like it as much as I do! I wanted to thank all of you for the tremendous amount of feedbacks I got on the first part, I was very surprised but it made me grin for days! Again, thank you for your eternal support. And thank you to @sgtjbuccky for giving it a read beforehand and for being the best human being on this planet!
If you could feel Bucky’s eyes tickling your skin before you went to talk to him, now they were burning holes in the side of your face, setting your entire body on fire. Every time you shifted your gaze in his direction, your eyes locked with his and you swore you could see his cheeks slightly blushing as a playful smile tugging at his lips.
You were unsettling the former soldier in the best way possible and you enjoyed every single second of it. Especially when you saw him squirming in his seat every time you brought your drink to your lips and winked in his direction. The way he bit on his bottom lip in response never failed to send a shiver of anticipation rolling up your spine. It took everything in you to bring your attention back to your friends for you to enjoy the bachelorette party.
So you couldn’t hold back the sigh of relief when they decided to call it at night. Standing up to put on your jacket, your eyes went directly to Bucky’s spot to find it empty. You frowned in confusion, immediately scanning around the room to see if he simply changed seat but the brunet was nowhere to be found in the almost deserted bar.
Prompt:“I’m not ‘pretty for a fat girl’. I’m pretty, period.”
Summary: As Bucky enjoys his new life and a drink at the bar, you catch his eye. You and the way you manage to put that drunk stranger back to his place when he tries to make a pass at you.
Words: 2.5k
Warnings: unsolicited groping, drunk stranger, mention of alcohol, confident reader, mesmerized Bucky, body positivity, smuttish (kind of?)
A/N: Hi, people! So, I’m finally back! (it’s been only a week but it feels like forever!) Here’s my entry for @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan‘s Full Figured Fantasy Challenge! You know I can’t get enough of confident plus size characters so I really hope you enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it! And I might write a part two if you’re interested in it, just sayiiiin’ 😉
Nursing his drink, perched on his stool, Bucky couldn’t help but scan the bar, wondering why he had thought coming on a Friday night would have been a good idea. The place was packed with people in dire need to have fun and blow off some steam after a stressful week at work. And the former soldier was no different. He too had had a stressful week chasing after bad guys, punching some of them in the face or shooting others.
As satisfying as it was to finally get back at HYDRA after what they did to him, it was physically exhausting and mentally draining. So, as always after a mission, Bucky needed to release some tension. His mind was being too loud, all he wanted to do was to numb it with alcohol. The brunet had came to miss the buzzing effect of his favorite beverages, the way he couldn’t feel his skin anymore after a few drinks, how everything seemed ten times more hilarious, the mix of excitement and sleepiness at the same time, how heavy his eyelids felt before he was plunged into a dreamless sleep.
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