Speechless - Bucky Barnes X Reader

steve: what's your sexuality?

bucky: dumbsexual

steve: i thought you were gay :(

bucky: here's the proof

THE NEW AMERICAN

F1 Driver Reader Masterlist

Summary: You join the F1 paddock mid-season alongside fellow rookie Franco Colapinto, stepping in for Lance Stroll after a season-ending injury. This journey is far from sunshine and rainbows, but you’re ready to take on the challenges—and the deep-rooted misogyny of the sport—to prove everyone wrong. Determined to make your mark, you’ll fight to win over the skeptics and earn the respect of the F1 world.

The Debut

The Debut part 2

Azerbaijan GP

Azerbaijan GP part 2

Singapore GP

Singapore GP part 2

Autumn Break

Autumn Break part 2

USA TEXAS GP

USA TEXAS GP part 2

Post Maiden Home Win

Mexican GP

Mexican GP part 2

Brazilian GP

Brazilian GP part 2

Las Vegas GP

Las Vegas GP part 2

Qatar GP

Qatar GP part 2

Abu Dhabi GP

Abu Dhabi GP part 2

End of the Season

I will try to write ate least 1 update per week but bare with me as I am a College student. I took a month-ish break to help me make sure I had the rest of the story's timeline figured out. Plus I wasn't on my adhd meds during winter break leading to a lot more procrastinating. But now I am back to full focus and time management with classes starting again. I have written about 3 different versions of these, depending on how this one goes, I may edit and finish the other two f1driver reader series stories.

Full offense but women with dark skin should be treated with respect regardless of how attractive you find them 👀👀

Marvel Masterlist

(*** means smut)

BUCKY BARNES MASTERLIST

STEVE ROGERS MASTERLIST

STUCKY MASTERLIST

BILLY RUSSO MASTERLIST

PETER PARKER MASTERLIST

FRANK CASTLE MASTERLIST

OTHERS

CARLTON DRAKE

Oh How You Tease Me***

I Promise

Little Me, Little You

Sweet Moments

I Will Not Abandon Us

You Do Care

CLINT BARTON

Ease My Mind

LOKI LAUFEYSON

Little Love

Your Precious Little Flower***

Glass Shards***

By the Fire’s Glow

PIETRO MAXIMOFF

Real Eyes and Realize

Reading and Cuddles

Blinded

Can’t Do Anything Right - Drabble

Falling - Drabble

SAM WILSON

Drabble

Sweet as Sugar***

Persistence

The Grocery Store: Sam Wilson

Morning Lovin’***

Push and Shove

Milkshake Nose

Always Missing You

THOR

Sweet Suggestions

I Care For You

TONY STARK

The Cook

AVENGERS X READER

Just a Kid

The Grocery Store Masterlist

how desperate

Voldemort: So I just have to lie??

Pinocchio: Yup

Ah, middle-aged American male fragility.

masterlist

I just wanted to take a moment to thank everyone for reading and engaging with the story. Your support means the world to me! To avoid any confusion, I’ve compiled a masterlist of all the chapters in chronological order, with each year broken down into its own set of chapters. Each year represents a different phase in Amelie and Lando’s journey, with the chapters unfolding in order of events as they grow and evolve. Some years may have more chapters than others, as certain moments in their relationship take longer to develop, while others might overlap as I occasionally get new inspiration that will influence the storyline.

I’m also open to any requests or suggestions you may have—don’t hesitate to reach out!

Thank you all again for being a part of this journey. Love you all! 💕

request over here!

Amelie Dayman x Lando Norris - Singer DR

2022 - The One Where Time Turns Us Into Ghosts

2023 - The One Where We Find Ourselves Again

2024 - The One Where We Hit Reset

2025 - The One Where We Build Our Bridge

a sneaky peeky

hey, y'all! so since my harley quinn inspired fic i've been talking about is turning out to be a lot longer than i originally planned (i hit 12k today) and it won't be out a little longer, i thought i'd give you a sneak peek!! this is the opening of the fic, and i hope you all enjoy!! (also, the reader does not look like harley quinn/margot robbie. i just really love birds of prey as well as margot with all of my heart.)

“Stupid fucking bad guys,” Bucky muttered to himself as he leaned against the wall of the elevator. He was heading down to what Sam had so fondly dubbed the Alcatraz of Avengers Tower, watching the floor numbers flash above the door as he got closer and closer. The level he was called to was way below the lobby of the Tower, way below the streets of New York City. The few floors that the prison occupied were rendered indestructible, surrounded with concrete, steel, and vibranium for good measure. The only way to get to it was to go all the way up to the Avengers Command floor and then take a separate (secret) elevator down.

It was possibly the most secure place in New York, and the most confidential. There’d been a plethora of villains kept there that the Avengers had stopped before the public had even gotten the slightest hint about their existence.

It was better that way, he supposed. And it wasn’t like the villains didn’t get a trial.

Just… a secret one.

Bucky rubbed the sleep from his eyes, fighting back a yawn. The distressed wakeup call from FRIDAY had been less than welcome. It was the first time in four days that he hadn’t woken up from a night terror. Plus, he didn’t really fancy heading to a team meeting in his pajamas.

“Can’t they wait to do their… their villain shit when it’s not two in the morning?” He asked the AI.

“Apparently not, Sergeant Barnes,” FRIDAY said, her voice warm.

If an AI’s voice could be warm.

When the doors finally opened on the second to last floor, way down in the basement of the Tower, he was greeted by the sight of the rest of the Avengers standing in front of the singular cell on this floor, all in various states of disarray somewhat similar to his, except for Natasha who looked pristine in her uniform. With the wall that they formed, he couldn’t even see who the occupant was. In the years he’d spent with them, he’d never seen the team so quiet before, but they were all completely entranced with whoever or whatever they were watching.

“What’s the kid doing here?” Bucky asked when he spotted Peter standing somewhat in front of Natasha. His mask was off, but he was still wearing his Spider-Man suit. “Isn’t it past your bedtime?”

He forgot that the two of them were on patrol that night, with Natasha training the kid in martial arts. They must’ve been the ones who called for the rest of them.

To his credit, the boy had gotten a lot better at recognizing that Bucky’s ribbing was playful and not meant to be taken seriously, especially his comments about him still being a kid. After all, he was in college now, even if he hadn’t moved out of his Aunt May’s place. He was wringing his mask repeatedly as his eyes darted over to the hundred year old man. “Y-You won’t be joking when you see this, M-Mr. Bucky.”

“I told you, kid. It’s just Bu…” He trailed off as he finally wormed his way to stand in between Peter and Natasha.

A girl—no, a woman—was lying on the cold tile floor of the cell.

Masterslist 𝜗𝜚

Matthew Bernard Sturniolo 𝜗𝜚

Rated R video • Part 1 • Part 2 𝜗𝜚 •

Sexual Car video • Part 1 • Part 2 𝜗𝜚 •

(coming soon)

Wet Dreams 𝜗𝜚

Christopher Owen Sturniolo 𝜗𝜚

Crying on your birthday 𝜗𝜚

Rated R video (Chris’ Version) • Part 1 • Part 2 𝜗𝜚•

Moments with chris… 𝜗𝜚 (coming soon)

Back Scratches 𝜗𝜚 (coming soon)

Parents basement and pool tables 𝜗𝜚

(coming soon)

Nicolas Antonio Sturniolo 𝜗𝜚

Nothing yet!!

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