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jesterkilljoy · 7 months

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update: bucky barnes hyperfixation still going strong

#god release me from this prison #not really tho i kinda like it here #bucky barnes #marvel #winter soldier #the winter soldier #bucky my beloved #stucky #i ship it fuck you

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noctisketch · 22 days

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Happy 10th Anniversary to Captain America: The Winter Soldier. I could never say no to drawing Bucky.

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#nocti draws #fanart #marvel #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #winter soldier #bucky my beloved #that movie rewired my entire brain its not even funny

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72squirrelsinaskinsuit · 2 years

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Peter Parker: *yells suddenly* THE FLOOR IS LAVA!! *webs himself to the ceiling*

Nat: *jumps on the couch*

Clint: *tries to jump on the couch but is pushed off by Nat*

Tony: *being held by Dr.Strange who is levitating*

Wanda: *levitating with Vision*

Steve: *calmly reading already in the recliner*

Fury; *parkours to the kitchen table where Thor is calmly eating a poptart*

Bucky: *was standing but has now star-fished on the floor* TAKE ME

Kindly given by my irl friend Jymsin

#incorrect mcu quotes #mcu #winter soldier #bucky my beloved

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hearteyesmcgarrett · 1 month

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it's 5am and I've been awake for over two hours and have spent part of that in pain so this feels like a good time to warn yall that I very possibly am slipping back into my Bucky Barnes phase

#bucky my beloved

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mon-mothmas-collar · 1 year

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MUTUAL’S POST ON PINTEREST!!!!!!!!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

i see you and what feels like the rest of the byler fandom all the time this is huge!!!!!

#bucky my beloved #moots #maggie’s personal stuff

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deafening-radio-silence · 3 months

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NOTHING could have prepared me for the reality of letting a cat into my house

#bucky barnes #marvel #alpine #my art #digital art #recovery #for bucky #there is something about having 10+ claws in your leg that keeps you from deep dissociation #i really hated the last piece i posted #i need to stop fighting my art style #i understand experimentation is growth #but maybe i shouldn't always feel like i need validation for it #and should keep it to myself #but i will share my beloved sketchy style

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betterthanworse · 3 months

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"Come on, idiot. This would be a dumb way to die."

#bucky barnes #yelena belova #art #fanart #artists on tumblr #illustration #yelena my beloved #winter soldier #mcu #my art

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pabst-belikov · 2 years

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I still have so many questions

Still thinking about the theories about bucky, the theory about he just rip off the first bionic arm that made him lose the rest of his arm and that's why he has those scars on his chest, and the other theory about his mask be inspired by a muzzle

I still thinking about Zemo feelings about bucky, like, why he is a exception? He don't think the super soldiers supposed to be allowed to exist, except bucky buchanan barnes, WHY???

How bucky deal with severe trauma, because he's shitty therapist doesn't help in anything. Or better, she doesn't help AND ALSO wants to get in the way.

I don't give a fuck about marvel, I just miss my baby.

#sam my beloved #bucky my beloved #zemo my beloved #i care about wanda and doc strange

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chaxan08 · 1 month

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kayvsdoodles · 7 months

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i just think hes neat <3

#another old one. i still do not know how to colour </3 #bucky barnes my beloved. he has such Weird Stray Dog energy

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fandomfluffandfuck · 13 days

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Thinking about Steve sitting on the couch in the middle of their lived-in apartment--vaugely messy but definitely homey, dishes drying in the rack, dinner simmering on the stove, and remnants of their friends in photographs and gifts--with Bucky on the floor between his legs. They're watching something mindless on TV, nothing loud, just barely enough to keep their attention, really.

Amidst the hum of the evening, Steve is braiding Bucky's hair. And Steve's about halfway through the braid--his artists' fingers, long and thick but deft, too, brushing through the chocolate-colored waves--he tugs softly on Bucky's hair. His pulling is just hard enough to send Bucky back to the schoolyard, watching his classmates pull on girls' pigtails and enough to make him feel a tingling sensation throughout his scalp; shivering, melting down his back, and raising goosebumps.

After a particularly shiver-inducing tug, Bucky breathlessly sways back into the couch and into Steve, following thoughtlessly.

Just then, Steve leans forward as he pulls Bucky's head back, lips brushing the shell of his ear, ticklish, "you look so pretty down there, you're hair all nice," and Bucky fucking melts. The praise and comfort wrapping him up and leaving him floating.

Bucky could stay here forever as a puddle, completely unthinking, only listening to Steve's low rumble, only feeling his heavy, soothing touch, only relishing in this. Here.

"What a good, pretty boy," Steve purrs.

Bucky just exhales shakily, wordless.

#praise kink bucky my beloved #fandomfluffandfuck #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky

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skullfragments · 24 days

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April 2 Prompt: Bucky Barnes

@catws-anniversary

trying to capture the depth of emotion in this man’s eyes with mere graphite on paper is near impossible but i did my best😤

this scene is so important to me. just like with steve seeing his younger self at camp lehigh. i do love a good parallel <3

#BUCKY BARNES #MY BELOVED #the winter soldier #sara does art #marvel #catws #catws10 #catws-anniversary #captain america #captain america the winter soldier

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johnslittlespoon · 15 days

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plsssss can we talk about bucky getting his revenge and edging gale

gale edging john post | yes we cannnnn !! eta: ykw. i need to just turn this into a proper oneshot since this ended up being over 1k words. new wip created </3

john may be a man of little self control, but after that incident, he decides he can be at least a tiny bit patient so he can catch gale off guard with it when he gets his revenge. because the next few times they're fooling around, gale's expecting a retaliation, john can see it in the way he tenses up and glances at his face before he comes like he's waiting for it, but john never follows through with it. he wants gale to let his guard down, and that he does.

so a week or so later when john's kissing him and feeling him up and asks ever so sweetly if he can tie gale's wrists behind his back, gale doesn't think anything of it. john likes to take control occasionally and gale sometimes likes the feeling of not having to worry about making decisions, getting to let john call the shots, and john always puts extra time and effort into the way he touches gale when he's restrained because he likes to watch his darling blondie squirm.

john has him sit in his lap facing him, letting gale lean against his shoulder to take the pressure off his legs while john works him open on his fingers, already riled up from the pretty gasps gale's making against his neck but reigning himself in because he's gonna need to have some self control for once.

he sweet–talks gale through it, telling him how good he sounds, how well he's doing as he sinks down on his cock, guiding him with hands on his hips so he doesn't unbalance himself without the use of his own hands where they're tied behind his back with a belt. he stays still at first, letting gale ride him slowly, keeping his hands loosely on his waist while praising him and talking him into that foggy needy headspace until gale's thighs are trembling and john takes pity on him (and frankly is so hard he doesn't have the patience to keep his own hips still anymore).

so he runs his hands down from gale's waist to his ass to hold him in place while he rolls his hips up into him, watching the way gale's eyebrows pinch and his pretty lips fall open in a silent oh as john angles himself in a way gale couldn't with his own movements. lets his mouth run as he slowly picks up his pace, all the coos of "so pretty", "you're taking me so well", "you feel so fucking good", loving how reactive gale is to every word and every thrust.

he moves his hands to gale's hips to get a better grip, can tell gale's getting close because he gets noisier, losing his filter and letting out breathy little "fuck"s and "john"s, head rolling back on his shoulders to bare his neck, rocking his hips down to meet john every time he fucks up into him. and then just as he gets the warning of "close", he pulls gale down by his hips to bury himself deep in him and stops moving completely.

the whine of desperation that tears out of gale's throat when he lifts his head has john knocking his skull back against the wall, cock twitching hard enough inside gale that he's sure the blond can feel it. he watches gale's biceps flex when he instinctively tries to get his hands free, feels his hips try to squirm out of his hands to keep moving, but he keeps him pinned firmly down, dizzy at the way he clenches down around him.

a plaintive "john" pulls a groan from him, but he composes himself, lifts his gaze back up to gale's face and lets the corners of his lips quirk up, purrs out a "yeah, sweetheart? something wrong?"

laughs at the way gale cusses him out, a rare sight of his little spitfire with a mouth on him, though the effect is a lot closer to being hissed at by a kitty than actually being convinced to move. john lets him run his mouth, murmurs a "cute" once gale's done, and then promptly hammers his hips up into him just once, swearing under his breath at the way it punches an open–mouthed moan from gale. rocks his hips up into him a few times before going back to a quick and rough pace, the sound of skin on skin getting both of them flushed.

it only takes a minute before gale's hips are twitching into his hands and whispered pleas are falling from his mouth and john thinks he's never had to use as much self restraint in his life as he does when he forces himself to stop moving again, once again yanking gale down against him, holding him still in his lap.

gale really fights it this time, enough so that it's a merciful distraction for john from how close he himself is (trust his idea to backfire as he ends up edging himself along with gale, he thinks) when he has to use proper strength to keep him in place. any blood that might've still been lurking around his brain rushes south the moment he sees gale's eyes getting shiny with frustration, cheeks all pink and lips red and flushed from biting down on them.

"not so fun, is it?" john taunts, but his voice comes out a bit more raspy than he would've liked, evident how much the stop and start is getting to him too. it's probably karma, because he knows he's being more mean than gale was to him, but he can't help it; those blue eyes look so pretty when tears are threatening to spill over when he's desperate and needy like this.

gale wriggles in his lap the best he can, still furiously chasing his orgasm, head finally falling back in frustration before he lifts it again, looking john in the eyes, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and letting it go. he whines quietly and whimpers out the sweetest "please, johnny," almost crying in his impatience, and fuck.

john doesn't mean for his hips to twitch up at that, but they do, hard. gale sobs out a broken sound at the way john's cock hits just where he needs it to in his accidental movement, and gale spills over his stomach completely untouched, just like that. john swears and drives his hips up into him in an attempt to quickly amend his slip up, moaning loud at the wrecked noises that immediately start bubbling up out of gale as he fucks him through his orgasm.

he tips over the edge himself from the desperate sounds the blond starts to make as he crosses the line into overstimulation, feeling gale's hips jerk frantically in his hands, fighting to get away from the incessant rhythm of his cock inside him as john shudders through his own orgasm, fingers digging into gale's sides.

he slows down to a gentle grind of his hips when gale collapses against his chest, face pressed to his neck, shivering at the slow drag inside him and whining pitifully when john eventually pulls out, settling him down on his thighs while he reaches around to undo the belt and free his hands. his heart bursts at the way gale instantly wraps his arms around him, clinging to him as they both catch their breath, john petting his hair and showering him with praise.

he eventually huffs out a laugh, murmuring a "sorry buck. payback's a bitch, but that was an accident, i swear." gale groans against him in complaint, lightly nipping at his shoulder in retaliation, too tired to fight back, but john's sure he'll pay for it eventually.

it's confirmed with the "better watch your back, darling" that he gets when they're both pulling their clothes back on, but to john, that sounds less like a threat and more like a good time, and he shoots gale a crooked grin to let him know as much.

#bruh this was 1.3k i did not mean to get into so much detail #the keep reading button has never been more necessary #i wish i could crank out long drabbles like this for all the asks #but they take sooo long for me to write i am NOT a fast writer lol hence why i post a fic like once a month #but sometimes certain asks just itch my brain some type of way and then boom i've thrown up onto a tumblr post #anyway dacryphilia my beloved <3 #in any other scenario john hates to see gale cry. but i think in bed he would have an affinity for making him feel so good that he cries #have i thought about this extensively? perhaps.#i just think that pretty boys with pretty eyes and pink lips deserve to cry during sex sometimes. as a treat #johnslittlespoon asks #johnslittlespoon brainrot #johnslittlespoon spicy #buck x bucky #buckbucky

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kafka-ohdear · 1 month

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"last few years would have been a lot rougher without you, john."

why don't you just shoot me instead.

#NO NAWR #😭😭😭😭😭😭#hbo war #masters of the air #mota #clegan #clegan oh clegan my beloved..#john egan #gale cleven #buck² #buck & bucky #buck cleven #bucky egan

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camm0uu · 2 months

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