Marvel Imagines (Smut, Fluff, Smut/Fluff)

Bucky Barnes

As a birthday present to myself from myself here you guys go just a quick little thing :)

TW: eating disorder, insecurities, chubby/pluz size reader

I felt my cheeks heat up as I became flustered when the long hair super soldier peeked over at me. I had a bit much to drink so I put it off as that instead of some silly crush that formed like I was in high school again. I cleared my throat and excused myself saying I didn’t feel well and I was gonna turn in for the night. I headed to my room and my eyes immediately shot to the tight dress hugging my frame. 

Natasha had proclaimed that I looked hot in it and demanded that I wear it but all I could was baby fat that I had never been able to burn off. Natasha and Wanda were fit and had fat in all the right places where I was chubbier no matter how much effort I put into trying to lose it. Tears filled my eyes as I scoffed, “you act as if you have a chance with someone like him fatass.” I ran my hand through my hair as my thoughts ran rampant and I began to overthink like I typically did.

Why am I a part of the team I’m just an obstacle in their way? Are they just pitying me and pretending to like me? Are they secretly talking behind my back? They’re probably disgusted by someone like me. Why haven’t I just end- my thought got caught off as a gentle knock reverberated through my silent room. I wiped my nose with my sleeve and quietly sniffed trying to stabilize my voice so it wasn’t evident I was crying, “who is it?” I bit my lip to hold back more tears, “it’s Bucky are you alright Doll?” 

I closed my eyes to contain the floodwall, “yeah just tired, think I’m gonna shower then head to bed.” more like purge up what sugary foods and champagne I had like a pig then go to bed as my stomach ached. I waited for his footsteps to disappear and when they did I slipped off my dress and replaced it with a baggy t-shirt as I looked loathingly at my reflection. I put my hair into a bun and headed into the bathroom taking a deep breath. I shoved two fingers into the back of my throat and triggered my gag reflex and instantly everything I had consumed in the last few hours came back up. 

I went to do it again but a hand grabbed me, a metal hand, I tried to fight against Bucky, “stop it!” I fought harder, crying as I tried to hit him, “I need to do this!” he flushed the toilet and picked me up like I weighed nothing despite my efforts to stop him. He pinned me against the sink for a moment before handing me the mouthwash and I quietly did as he implied and used it to wash away the taste of bile then he sat me onto the bed and looked at me sternly making me look away but he placed his hand under my chin to stop me from looking away completely, “why?” I gulped at what sounded like hurt in his voice but I expelled the thought, thinking I was going insane. 

“Answer me.” involuntary tears fell, “because I need to.” hurt definitely filled his eyes, no stop it he doesn’t like you he’s just pretending, “Doll you are absolutely perfect just the way you are.” I shook my head, “my arms have flab on them, my thighs are huge when I sit down, I have stomach rolls and stretch marks and I’m-” he pulled me in, “I think I need to show you just how perfect you are.” I pulled back looking at his blurry figure with tears with a confused expression, “but I’m not.” his hands fiddled with the hem of my baggy shirt. 

“May I?” I hesitated confused as to where this was leading but nodded. He lifted my shirt above my stomach but stopped before revealing my bra and pushed me back so I was laying on my back and I wiggled a bit uncomfortable now that I was exposed, “stop me if you get uncomfortable.” I nodded and his fingers traced the marks on my stomach, “when I see these marks when you’re training I can’t control my thoughts.” he stopped to lick his lips, “I imagine pinning you to the bed and kissing along these marks and murmuring how perfect you are.” 

He made eye contact with me as he leaned down and pressed light kisses along the marks and I restrained myself from wriggling away. His thumbs rubbed circles on my hips and it was soothing in a way as I forced myself to relax, “you’re so gorgeous and it pains me so much to see you hate yourself so much.” I bit my trembling lip, “all I want is for you to see yourself like I see you.” he ran his metal hand along my side making goosebumps appear on my skin, “did you know Aphrodite had stomach rolls yet it was considered the epitome of beauty.” 

He kissed more marks and I let my eyes flutter shut with a soft whimper, “you’re a goddess in my eyes.” I opened them and he was leaning above me, “can I kiss you?” I hesitated, negative thoughts still swarming in my head but slowly I nodded. He leaned down and gently pressed his lips to mine, not asking for anything more. He switched positions so that I was straddling his thighs which immediately made me freeze but he let his hand cradle the back of my head attempting to pull me closer to him and I let him mollify any thoughts still there. 

I leaned down and placed my hands on his cheeks feeling the stubble slightly scratch at the skin of my palms. He let his other hands fall down to the hem of my shirt and slipped his hand beneath it and traced random patterns onto my back with his fingers. I felt a sudden urge come over me and I ground down making him groan and the hand in my hair clenched making tingles run down my spine. He pulled back, “we don’t have to go that route.” I shook my head whispering, “I want to.” I gulped. 

“Show me how perfect you think I am.”he flipped us so I was beneath him again and squealed as he easily lifted me up slightly and moved me up so my head rested against the pillows there. I giggled and he chuckled, “Wanda told me.” I narrowed my eyes, “about what?” he blushed, “I liked you and thought there wasn’t a single chance someone like you could like someone like me so Wanda proved me wrong.” I felt flustered again and heat returned to my cheeks, “I’ve liked you since the day on the bridge where we first met.” 

I ran my thumbs along his lips, “I also know how scared you were and still are of hurting me but I trust you in every way.” He looked stunned for a brief moment before leaning down and kissing me attempting to seep as much passion as he could into the kiss. My heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest as he pulled back, “I love you.” he froze when he realized what he said and went to withdraw but I pulled him back in looking him in the eyes, “I love you James Barnes.”

A small smile creeped onto his lips at the use of his first name, “but I’m a mess.” I shrugged slightly, “as am I.” he chuckled before falling to the side, “you, me date tomorrow.” a soft smile appeared on my lips, “well if you insist Mr.Barnes.” he placed a swift peck onto my lips, “I do indeed Miss.L/n” I blushed and snuggled into the crook of his neck as I realized just how exhausted I was, “rest I’ll be here.” I smiled as I felt happy for the first time in a long time before letting my eyes slip shut.