Bucky Barnes imagines

Inked

A/N: Hello, my loves! I apologize for the long gap in updates! I went to Minnesota to see my boyfriend during my Spring Break and returned home only to get sick (thankfully not COVID lol). So, I've been managing classes and my physical health. It's been a mixture of falling in and out of sleep, and classwork these past few days, so it's been a little hard to keep up here. BUT I should get my next updates out shortly. I wrote this little blurb and thought you lovely people might like it

. I actually have four tattoos myself, and one of them is a Star Wars tattoo. (I can share a pic if any of you are interested lol).  I'm thinking about getting  GoT and Marvel ones as well, but as a part-time Barista and full-time college student, I only have so much money to spare for tattoos lol. I'll probably get them in the next few years lol.  ANYWAY, back on track... I hope you enjoy it and as always, thank you for reading! 

-M <3

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"Don't they hurt?" 

"Of course they do, baby." 

"Why would you ever want to put yourself through pain for one?" 

It amused Y/N as she watched Bucky's eyes turn as wide as saucers the moment she lifted her sleeve to reveal one of her older tattoos which covered the length of her forearm. His eyebrows furrowed curiously as he ran his flesh fingers across the inked skin gently. 

"Because tattoos are art. And, there is so much meaning that can be behind them. There are still grumps who think that they are 'unprofessional' and that people look better without them, but I honestly couldn't care less. " 

"Well, those grumps are fucking wrong. This is beautiful." Bucky mused quietly, smiling as his fingers traced the petals of the sunflower inked near the crease of her elbow. His eyes flickered towards Y/N again. "Do you have any more?" 

"I do." Y/N smiled, before standing from the couch and popping the button on her jeans. A small snort of amusement escaped her lips as she watched his eyes widen again, this time for a much different reason. 

"Uh... you really wanna do that now, doll? I must say, this is quite the way to start for the first time-" 

"Shut up, you perv." She laughed, shaking her head as she shimmied the denim down her legs. "The tattoo is on my leg. How else are you going to see it?" 

He rolled his eyes playfully before his gaze locked on Y/N's left thigh, gazing at the patches of ink that covered her skin. This time, Bucky's mouth fell open slightly as he took in the tattoo before he looked up at his girlfriend. 

"Are you kidding me? You have fucking Kylo Ren tattooed on your thigh?" 

"Listen, I love Star Wars, okay." Y/N snorted as she began to pull her jeans up, securing the button at the top before plopping down next to Bucky on the couch. 

"Oh, yeah, you love Star Wars alright" 

"Oh, will you stop? It's just a tattoo." Y/N rolled her eyes, watching as Bucky let out an exasperated sigh of annoyance. 

"Were you not the one who told me that tattoos have meaning? What is that supposed to mean? And why was it placed there?" 

Y/N had to admit, Bucky was kind of cute when he was jealous. His eyebrows were furrowed, his bottom lip tucked into a small pout. But she could see the wheels turning in his head, and eventually, she decided to put him out of his misery of overthinking. 

"Is it the long hair? Because I can definitely grow it out again if-" 

"Bucky... shush...."  Y/N let out a small laugh as she moved to straddle his lap, resting her hands on either side of his face, keeping his gaze locked with hers. "It is not that deep, I promise you. This does not have a meaning that you have to analyze in that big brain of yours, okay? I thought Kylo Ren's helmet and lightsaber were badass and would make a great tattoo.  I got in on my leg because I did not want something this vibrant visible on my arm."  

Bucky's pout disappeared as he let out a long sigh and as his body began to relax. "Okay, fine.  I'm sorry, it's stupid I got jealous over a fucking tattoo." 

"I thought it was kind of cute." Y/N leaned in and pecked his lips gently. "But I promise you, it is not necessary. I'm already planning out another Star Wars tattoo. And no, it is not Obi-Wan Kenobi. " 

"Oh yeah? What is it then?" Bucky prompted lightly, his arms wrapping around her waist gently. 

"I'm thinking a little portrait of R2D2. Don't know about the placement yet, but I'd really wanna get it." Y/N smiled brightly, already excited thinking about the new ink and the other ideas to come. 

Bucky couldn't help but smile as he watched his girl talk on and on about all the new tattoos she would want to get. He was not sure if he would ever get inked himself, but to see how her eyes lit up when even talking about it made his heart feel warm inside his chest. 

And he promised there and then, that he would try his hardest to keep that light burning in her eyes as long as he could. 

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A/N 2: The ending was kinda cruddy, but oh well lol.