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What is it? It’s a duck
More bs incorrect quotes, more here, not related, just pure ridiculousness I like to pull out my ass every so often:
If It walks like a duck
If it Talks like a duck
Also my inspo for one of the scenes below:
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You snorted watching the puppy mount its toy, his eyes locked on his target as he started wiggling his hips, clearly determined to hump it itll it could squeak no more.
“Butters!” You couldn’t help but whip your phone out, tears streaking down your face while Bucky rolled his eyes at the romping pooch. “Oh my gosh, Isn’t Butters so cute Bucky?”
“No” Bucky crossed his arms across his chest, he wasn’t jealous of the 2 lb furball smaller than his hand that had all your attention as of late. Not at all.
“C’mon, how can you not laugh”
“Oh but when I do it, its stop Bucky, go to sleep Bucky, use your right hand Bucky, porn is free Bucky”
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You: I know you took it
Bucky: I didn’t do anything *innocently pouts*
You: I saw you eyeing it Barnes, where’d you put it
Bucky: I would never look at, so much as eat something as childish as dunkaroos y/n. In fact, I’m so insulted, I’m going to my room.
*Leaves to go to his room, snickering to himself while he goes and pulls out the box, ripping open the packet, dunking his finger in the frosting*
Bucky: No one ever has to know
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Steve: How was your walk in the park
Bucky: Fine
Sam: How’s the weather out, was thinking about going for a run
Bucky: Fine *his eyes suspiciously glancing around the room*
Steve:…Did something happen Buck?
Bucky: Nope.
*Meow*
Sam: Did you just meow?
Bucky:…yep. Can’t a grown man meow Sam. I spent years under ice, just got my life back, finally sort of free and you’re telling me I can’t meow? Meow, I’ll meow all I want. What does the doggy say? bow wow, what does the kitty say? Meow meow
*meow*
*Bucky panics*
Bucky: What does the moo cow say? AAHHHHH!
Sam: Okay *throws his hands up, scrunching his face when he notices movement in Bucky’s leather jacket” Motherfucker what are you hiding
Steve: Okay, spill Buck
*Bucky reaches into his coat, pulling out a tiny white stray kitten*
Bucky: Her name is Alpine
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You: That bitch has Dunkaroo frosting on his lips, I can see it
*You narrow your eyes at Bucky as he walks in, cookie crumbs and a the tiniest smearing of frosting on his pouty bottom lip*
Sam: How you gonna prove it
You: Watch
*You walk over, grab his face, squishing his cheeks together*
You: Right. There! See?! I can see it right there! It’s my dunkaroos all over your face!
Bucky: Is not
You: Is too
Bucky: is not
You: Is too
Bucky: Go a head and taste it then, prove it
You: Fine!
*You grab his face, smash your lips onto his, letting your tongue slip past his parted lips. He growls against your lips, picking you up by the backs of your thigs and placing you onto the counter, the both of you saying fuck all to oxygen*
You: I can taste-the icing-on your tongue *You’re out of breath, his hands coming up to grab your waist*
Bucky: You sure about that?
You: No, let me check again *Grabs his shirt, your hair tangling into his locks, kissing him again*
Sam: Good grief, we get it, he stole them!
You: I-I knew you took them *you pant, your forehead resting against his while he huffs out a laugh*
Bucky: Should’ve stolen this instead *Grabs you for another kiss*
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*Runs and hides from the 1000s of wips while I write this fluffy rogue thought that came into my head*
Bucky being obsessed with your baby bump.
Imagine being pregnant with Bucky’s lil baby and as much as you absolutely love it, not every day is easy.
Like today.
You pouted, looking at yourself in the mirror, your slightly rounded belly pushing against your sundress ever so slightly. You brushed your hand over your tummy, not sure if it was your little one growing or the 3 donuts you’d scarfed down making you bigger today.
Bucky walked in, padding towards you like an excited puppy, his hands immediately coming to wrap around you, loving how soft and sweet you looked carrying his baby. He thought he was in love before but that was nothing compared to now.
You were genuinely so gorgeous; your skin glowed, your body was driving him feral, your neediness made him weak in the knees. He frowned when he looked down to see your less than happy face, scrutinizing every change your body was going through while your husband was waiting for you to give him attention.
“Why is my angel grumpy” He whispered against your hairline, peppering kisses across your face while you shrugged, not meeting his eyes. He hummed, noting the way your gaze were still fixated on your body, easily reading your mind.
“Hmm, is it cause of this little one” His eyes twinkled, dropping to his knees, pressing his forehead against your tummy. “Is my munchkin making you all pouty?”
You nodded while Bucky lifted your dress, pressing his lips on your bare skin, his hands coming up to your hips so he could pull you closer and smush his face in. You giggled at the feeling of him rubbing his face in, tickling your sensitive skin,
He becomes a ridiculous menace with your belly. He always has to have a hand on your tummy at all times. Doesn’t matter when or where. As long as he can shove his hand under your shirt and feel your belly, he’s content.
Move night? Hand on your belly, under your oversized shirt. He’s ready to flip anyone off that tells him he’s doing too much but no one does because the way he dotes on you is too cute.
Cuddle time? Only if he can be big spoon so he can hold your belly.
Showering? Obviously, he has to be there.
Cooking? Both hands are splayed on your tummy while you waddle around the kitchen, telling him he can sit down. So now he’s pouting while still holding your tummy.
Going for a walk? You have to take breaks so he can feel your perfect baby bump.
He also never stops talking about it.
“Isn’t my angel the prettiest?”
“Yeah, she is-”
“Shut up, only I can say that”
“My baby looks so pretty carrying my baby”
“Can’t wait to get you pregnant again doll”
“Bucky, we haven’t even had our first-”
“Shhh, we’re gonna make an army of baby Buckys”
“If you look this good now, imagine how gorgeous you’d look with twins”
“It’s not like you can decide when twins happen”
“Then we’ll just have to keep trying- (wiggles his eyebrows, stalking over to you with that horny feral look that got you pregnant in the first place)
“What if it’s not twins the next time”
“Then we try again”
“and again”
“and again”
“Bucky, seriously?”
“Yes”
“Were gonna have so many babies”
“And they will be called Winter’s Children”
What is it? It’s a duck
More bs incorrect quotes, more here, not related, just pure ridiculousness I like to pull out my ass every so often:
If It walks like a duck
If it Talks like a duck
Also my inspo for one of the scenes below:
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You snorted watching the puppy mount its toy, his eyes locked on his target as he started wiggling his hips, clearly determined to hump it itll it could squeak no more.
“Butters!” You couldn’t help but whip your phone out, tears streaking down your face while Bucky rolled his eyes at the romping pooch. “Oh my gosh, Isn’t Butters so cute Bucky?”
“No” Bucky crossed his arms across his chest, he wasn’t jealous of the 2 lb furball smaller than his hand that had all your attention as of late. Not at all.
“C’mon, how can you not laugh”
“Oh but when I do it, its stop Bucky, go to sleep Bucky, use your right hand Bucky, porn is free Bucky”
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You: I know you took it
Bucky: I didn’t do anything *innocently pouts*
You: I saw you eyeing it Barnes, where’d you put it
Bucky: I would never look at, so much as eat something as childish as dunkaroos y/n. In fact, I’m so insulted, I’m going to my room.
*Leaves to go to his room, snickering to himself while he goes and pulls out the box, ripping open the packet, dunking his finger in the frosting*
Bucky: No one ever has to know
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Steve: How was your walk in the park
Bucky: Fine
Sam: How’s the weather out, was thinking about going for a run
Bucky: Fine *his eyes suspiciously glancing around the room*
Steve:…Did something happen Buck?
Bucky: Nope.
*Meow*
Sam: Did you just meow?
Bucky:…yep. Can’t a grown man meow Sam. I spent years under ice, just got my life back, finally sort of free and you’re telling me I can’t meow? Meow, I’ll meow all I want. What does the doggy say? bow wow, what does the kitty say? Meow meow
*meow*
*Bucky panics*
Bucky: What does the moo cow say? AAHHHHH!
Sam: Okay *throws his hands up, scrunching his face when he notices movement in Bucky’s leather jacket” Motherfucker what are you hiding
Steve: Okay, spill Buck
*Bucky reaches into his coat, pulling out a tiny white stray kitten*
Bucky: Her name is Alpine
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You: That bitch has Dunkaroo frosting on his lips, I can see it
*You narrow your eyes at Bucky as he walks in, cookie crumbs and a the tiniest smearing of frosting on his pouty bottom lip*
Sam: How you gonna prove it
You: Watch
*You walk over, grab his face, squishing his cheeks together*
You: Right. There! See?! I can see it right there! It’s my dunkaroos all over your face!
Bucky: Is not
You: Is too
Bucky: is not
You: Is too
Bucky: Go a head and taste it then, prove it
You: Fine!
*You grab his face, smash your lips onto his, letting your tongue slip past his parted lips. He growls against your lips, picking you up by the backs of your thigs and placing you onto the counter, the both of you saying fuck all to oxygen*
You: I can taste-the icing-on your tongue *You’re out of breath, his hands coming up to grab your waist*
Bucky: You sure about that?
You: No, let me check again *Grabs his shirt, your hair tangling into his locks, kissing him again*
Sam: Good grief, we get it, he stole them!
You: I-I knew you took them *you pant, your forehead resting against his while he huffs out a laugh*
Bucky: Should’ve stolen this instead *Grabs you for another kiss*
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If it looks like a duck
Just some nonsense I imagine with Bucky having a secret super soldier crush on you but not wanting to admit or act on it because he is an adorable awkward lovesick puppy
Sam: If it looks like a puppy, acts like a puppy and whines like a puppy, what is it? Tony: Bucky with a crush on y/n
Bucky: *intensely glares at both men*
(You walk by the living room, passing the three of them) Bucky: *Blushes intensely while still glaring at both men*
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Tony: Steve, would you say terminator is the jealous type?
Steve: No, he's never had any reason to be, he got all the ladies in the 40's
Tony: Mhm, let's place a bet, watch this, HEY STEVE, I HEARD SAM WAS GOING TO ASK Y/N OUT ON A DATE
Sam: Tony, what the fu-
*Angry Bucky noises approaching the kitchen*
Sam: Oh shit-
Tony: STEVE YOU OWE ME MONEY, SAM YOU BETTER RUN
Bucky: SAM YOU BETTER FLY SOUTH FOR THE WINTER
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Bucky: Has anyone seen my red Henley?
(You walk into living room with wearing his henley and some shorts)
You: Sorry Bucky, it was cold and I threw it on, I can give it bac-
Bucky: NO-no, keep it! You can wear it doll- shit- I mean y/n.
(You smile sweetly, obviously going back to your room)
Sam: You never let me borrow your sweaters *dramatically pouts*
Bucky: *throws a cushion at his head*
Steve: Yeah punk, how come you always let me freeze death
Bucky: (debates on yeeting Sam at Steve) You're a super soldier, when do you ever get cold?!
Sam: And how come you never call me doll?
Steve: Yeah, what if I want to be called doll, why's y/n so special huh? (wiggles his eyebrows, the last thing he hears is screaming and Sam's ass landing on his face)
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Sam: Okay, here's another one. What's grumpy, pouty and red all over?
Tony: Bucky with a school boy crush on y/n
Bucky: (continues to be grumpy and pouty) m'not a school boy
Sam: No comeback for the crush part I see
Sam: PUT ME DOWN, I DON'T HAVE MY WINGS
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You: Has anyone seen my blanket? I thought I left it in the living room but I don't see it-
Tony: (throws blanket across the room) Here, take this instead *grabs and shoves Bucky into your arms* its warmer and thicker anyway
Bucky: I-
You: Hmm (you plop onto the couch, snuggling into his side) You are warmer
Bucky: *aggressively blushing*
