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[fineprintedsunsets]

Кролик; Bunny

ೃ⁀➷ It's the dreaded time of month and all you want to do is curl up in bed. Your soldat has other plans. ೃ⁀➷ p in v sex. dirty talk. soldat!bucky. mentions of blood. period sex. (soldat not giving a fuck). breeding kink. mentions of pads/pain. fingering. possible typos. ೃ⁀➷ 1.2k

i hate my period so much, writing about this brute helps me cope🧸

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Oh no. No. No. Not today. Not now.

Fuck, You hate mother nature.

The sheets of your bed are stained a red hue. Little spots and specks paint the white fabric and your thighs are sticky with blood.

Your fucking period. If you had enough energy you could just slam a fist into the wall, broken bones be damned.

You whimpered and whined all the way to the shower, stomach aching, legs weak. You made sure to tear off the sheets and add them to the heaping pile of laundry in your room.

As soon as you stripped yourself of your clothes and felt the steaming water hit your skin, all was forgiven. The sound of water hitting the cheap chipped tile was so relaxing you would give everything you had to be in this state forever.

Unfortunately, a girl has a water bill.

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You changed your clothes, put on low-cut shorts, and bought a shit ton of pads. It was only the first day and your flow was already heavy.

The cramps were bearable, but you could tell they were going to get a whole lot worse. Which led to your current state, in bed, lights turned off, head against a cold pillow, and blinds drawn.

An unbreakable fortress of cold pillows and snakes you managed to hoard in anticipation for this day's arrival.

You couldn’t turn on the tv, the light was harsh and irritating. So you just sat in darkness, eating Resses and groaning in pain.

Your only thought was “when would he arrive"?

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“Кролик” (Bunny) a heavy voice woke you from your sleep. A familiar musk of gunpowder and him filled your head.

“You're bleeding.” He says from the shadows. You find your fingers gripping your blankets in both anticipation and fear. Your breath hitches.

He smells it, smells you.

“You need to be bred.”

Fuck.

The Winter Soldier, soldat, in his six-foot-tall frame, rounds the side of your bed. The harsh fabric of his suit, made to withstand all kinds of obstacles was now in front of your vision.

The soldat didn’t bother to take his combat boots off before sliding into bed with you. He kneeled on the mattress, denting it.

You waited in anticipation, legs slightly parted, breath coming in slow gasps as heat filled your entire body.

“Remove your shorts. Or is it too painful?” In a way, he’s mocking you, a way of saying you will always need his help. If you weren’t drunk off him right now, you’d recoil. Sober you would not have heat pooling in her core right now.

“Hurts- Soldat. Please take them off.” You wiggled your hips to emphasize. The soldats mask covers his face, muffling the groan he made when sliding the fabric off your legs.

Your body jolted when cold metal fingers met your clothed core. You tried your best to hold in the moan you held in your throat.

“Shh…quiet, кролик” You know there’s blood on your panties, you know the soldat does too.

Except, he doesn't seem to give a shit. His fingers prod at your entrance before removing your panties entirely, along with the pad stuck to them.

The soldat looks at your cunt, the mask hiding any real facial expression. You shiver from the cold air hitting your exposed folds.

He takes two metal fingers and slides them through your folds, gathering both blood and slick. The soldat purrs as you whine. “Relax -Going to hurt, stay still.”

You do as you are told, unable to stop the soldat as he places a flesh hand against your stomach, while two metal digits slide into your cunt.

"Beautiful, sweetheart.” The Soldat hums, pushing down just a little on your tummy as the digits slowly slide in and out of you. The pain eases at whatever he’s doing to you, and pleasure becomes more prominent.

You can hear the sound of your slick as he fingers you, your back arching off the bed as he picks up the pace, adding more pressure to your stomach. “Good, кролик. Right there.”

“Doing so well for your soldat. -think you can cum for him? Hmm?”

Fuck. The edge is so fucking close and your itching to barrel over it. The soldier can feel your cunt squeezing his fingers and can see the look in your eyes as you're about to come.

His metal digits speed up, going at a pace that is sure to push you over the edge. He releases his flesh hand from your stomach to pinch your aching clit.

It’s over from there. “Soldat! Soldat- fuck ” you cry out, heart pumping and legs shaking as he works you through it, pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“So good for your soldat. Look so pretty when you come for him, so beautiful.” The soldat slides his fingers out of you, wiping your juices on his pant leg.

The soldier undoes his belt buckle, sliding off the weapon-studded pants and throwing them into the darkness of the bedroom. His cock is throbbing, angry, and red.

“Ready to be bred, Кролик? Take all you're given?” His boxers are next, his metal hand wraps around the waistband. The fabric is torn from his body in one snap.

Your legs shake and your hips squirm as he lines his cock up with your entrance, his body crowding over you, balancing himself with a hand on the headboard. “You're so wet. I bet I’d just…”

His cock nudges your fold, “-Slide right in.” The pain hits you immediately as the soldat bottoms out. You can hear him curse in Russian under the mask, as he rests his head on your shoulder.

Skin meets skin as he gives time for you to adjust to his size. You’ve taken him many times before, but it’s different on your cycle.

It’s like your womb opens up a little more for him.

“So good, sweetheart.” He moans, sliding out to just half of his length before snapping his hips to you. You can feel everything. Every throbbing vein on his cock, every breath he groans through his mask.

The Soldat always has a primal urge when you're bleeding, he needs to come inside you, needs to breed your cunt.

He wants to mark you as his.

“Soldat-" you moan, feeling his cock slide out another couple of inches, until he’s balls deep again, kissing your cervix with the tip of his cock.

The entire bed shakes with the force of the soldat fucking you, and he fucks you hard. He’s so needy, desperate to fill you up with his seed. His moans and groans do not go unheard as his flesh hand presses on your stomach.

“Watch me fuck you, Кролик. See me sliding in and out?” All you can do is nod your head, words do not come easily.

Winter Soldier presses that hand on your tummy, pushing down as he stills, balls pressed to your skin as his cock twitches inside of you. “Feel me in your guts."

A few more thrusts has you clamping down on his cock, and when the soldier feels it, he goes fucking feral.

“Milk your Soldat's cock while he fills up your pretty pussy.” The soldier does exactly as he promises, shooting rope after rope of cum inside you.

Later, he flips you on your back so your pressed to his muscled chest, cock stuffing you full, keeping his load inside you. The Soldat mutters something like, “helps with the pain.”

And damn him, he’s right.

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[roses1234sstuff]

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[rufferto9]

Tentacles? Nope!

Bingo card square K4 completed. Card #bo96

It’s not perfect coloring but I had fun.:)

Bucky is in training as the winter soldier and tentacle monsters was not on the list but he won't let get in his way.

PROMPT was just a pic so I interpreted it as tentacles! :)

#YoungWinterSoldier #Buckbarnes #Tentacles #buckybarnesbingo2021 #bbb2021 #no tentacle sex #maybe

[trioxina245]

Captain America, by Steve Rude

#MarvelComics #CaptainAmerica #BuckBarnes #RedSkull #WWII #War #ComicsArt #Artwork #SteveRude

[princessmisery666-library]

Lone Wolf

Summary: Bucky has been disappearing every morning for almost a month. Curiosity gets the better of Tori and she follows him, what she discovers is unexpected and brings out the softer side of the Winter Soldier.

Warnings: fluffy, one bad word, smidge of angst I guess.

W/C: 2.5k

Bingo: @anyfandomgoesbingo Square Filled: “oh look, there’s a bear. Let’s go.” - it’s bolded.

Characters: Bucky Barnes, OFC. Mentioned: Sam Wilson

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC (Tori).

Read It Now

Master Lists: AFG Bingo // Main // Marvel

#BuckBarnes #BuckyBarnesxOFC #Bucky #BuckyAngst #BuckyBarnesAngst #buckybarnesfluff #Marvelfic #mcu fic #MCUFic #WinterSoldier

[cisco717]

The Winter Soldier #thewintersoldier #buckbarnes #sebastianstan #buckybarnes #wintersoldier #captainamerica #captainamericathewintersoldier #thefalconandthewintersoldier #captainamericaandthewintersoldier #marvel #marvelcomics #marvelcinematicuniverse #disneyplus #portrait #portraitdrawing #art_help #art #sketch #sketch_daily #drawing #drawingart #artsketch #postit #postitart #instagramart #illustrationart #ciscospostitart https://www.instagram.com/p/CPUZmjWhOci/?utm_medium=tumblr

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[alteregonerd]

A passagem do manto. Sem a força de dez homems, sem velocidade e agilidade aprimorada e sem a durabilidade e resistência, vantagens que fazem de qualquer personagem um super herói. Obviamente não podemos rezumir um capitão América a suas qualidades físicas sobrehumanas e Sam Wilson demonstrou ser possível graças a um fator que muitos, eu acredito terem esquecido, a coragem e a vontade de querer fazer a coisa certa sem olhar a quem.Talvez o segredo da sua fórmula de super soldado seja o fato de ter tido uma vida difícil ou simplesmente a boa e velha força de vontade. Acredito que em capitão América 4 a equipe de roteiro, produção e direção irá se aprofundar ainda mais nesse assunto e conseguir quebrar este tabu de forma a superar as espectativas, todos queremos ver Sam deixando sua marca como capitão América, porque até então o que vimos foi ele arrombando as portas e tomando este título na marra. Texto de @pensadorgalatico #falconandthewintersoldieredit #marveledit #disneyplushotstarid #serie #herói #capitãoamerica #buckbarnes #samwilsonedit (em Araquari - S.C) https://www.instagram.com/p/COFxOMvgIP6/?igshid=122lbwr7mkwqo

#falconandthewintersoldieredit #marveledit #disneyplushotstarid #serie #herói #capitãoamerica #buckbarnes #samwilsonedit

[badlittlerobot]

Who wants a Funko Bucky? I have a dupe from a previous pre order.

#writingchallenge #buckbarnes

[higorbatistailustra]

WInter Soldier para a galeria "herois que nunca desenhei antes" #wintersoldier #buckbarnes #captainamerica #avengers #marvel #pinup #poster #illustration #characterdesign #digitalart #digitalillustration #cartoon https://www.instagram.com/p/BsgPPO2hqgs/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=mymh84kcwuwc

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[baby-garty]

#marvel #marveltsumtsum #tsumtsum #marvelcomics #thewintersoldier #thor #bucky #buckbarnes #asgard #theavengers #nevertooold #collection #metooatee

#thor #tsumtsum #nevertooold #marveltsumtsum #buckbarnes #bucky #theavengers #metooatee #collection #thewintersoldier #marvelcomics #marvel #asgard

[fineprintedsunsets]

JAWBREAKER

This Is For Haunted Hoedown Day 1 | My Haunted Hoedown Master-List

Synopsis: Bucky's been hired to watch you as a favor to his best friend; your father. But when a game of spin the bottle has Bucky choking on his words, he just can't help himself anymore.

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: age gap (both are consenting adults). dbf!bucky x f reader. mentions of violence against others (nothing undeserved) jealous bucky. unprotected sex. (wrap it before you tap it.) dirty talk. possessive bucky. p in v sex. is a hired bodyguard a stalker? maybe? idk. lots of praise + pet names.

taboo au + "this is fucked up" "you like it"

How Bucky ended up at a Halloween party for drunk teenagers was a mystery. A ghost-themed one at that. Kids who he wasn't even sure should be drinking clutched red solo cups filled with various alcohol, laughing obnoxiously and passing hushed whispers.

He rolled his eyes.

Teenagers.

He was sent here by your father, and although he loved the man (practically his best friend) this was the one event he regretted agreeing to accompany you to. You were 19, and why you wanted to go to a ghost-themed party with sixteen and seventeen-year-olds was beyond him.

Nevertheless, he agreed to supervise you for your father's sake. The second he steps foot through the frilly-decorated entrance, he smells the overpowering scent of marijuana and Axe cologne.

Thank god he didn’t grow up in an era where boys would wear that shit and think they were the coolest fuckers around. His nose turns up, turning to its source. It was indeed three teenage boys with what must have been a gallon of gel in their hair and crooked smiles splayed on their features.

They accompany a girl at the table, he can't see her features due to the blocking backs of the boys, but he can see one of them lift their fingers to brush ever so slightly against her arm.

The girl moves away, and when she does, Bucky's eyes catch on her.

It’s you, his best friend's daughter. He tries hard not to let his eyes linger on you, knowing he has only one job here tonight, and it’s to keep you out of harm's way. There was only one problem with that. Your father kept most of his work life hidden away from his wife and since he worked with a lot of cruel people, he decided not to involve you either.

Which means you had never met his best friend. You didn’t even know he had one. Bucky was sent here to watch you from afar, your dad didn’t want you to know he sent someone to supervise you every single time you went out.

You pass the boy a look, awkwardly shaking your head. You attempt to laugh it off and walk away, but the boy grabs your wrist. Bucky bristles where he stands against a wall, having just entered.

He can’t approach you, he couldn’t risk you finding out who he was. But oh how he wanted to break all twenty-eight of Jelly Hair’s pitiful knuckles.

“Let go, Jake.” You growl out, but Jelly Hair won’t let up, wrapping his digits around your tiny wrist and forcing you to sit back down. It angers him, how the other boys he’s sitting with laugh at his antics.

A loud crunching sound echoes from someone over at your table and Bucky leans away from the wall, getting ready to intercept, thinking he may have hit you. He should be ashamed of the anger that blossoms through his chest.

Jake’s fingers slip from your wrist as the other boys jump up. Jelly Hair turns toward the door where Bucky is standing, allowing him to spectate the blood now running from his nose.

He can’t help the smile that graces his features.

You hit him.

“My girl” Bucky finds himself whispering. He tucks his hand in his pockets, moving away from the entrance and more profound into whoever's house this is. White lights flash from the rooms as music blares from speakers in the living room.

Everyone is dressed like a ghost, some people; like you are wearing a t-shirt that displays a cute drawing of a supernatural creature. Others wear sheets with glasses placed overtop of them, or uneven eye-holes cut out of the white fabric.

Bucky grabs a solo cup and fills it up with Cola, the only non-alcoholic drink on the ping-pong table. His metal fingers grip the cup and bring it to his lips, only to spit it back into the cup.

“What the fuck.” He mutters, scrunching his face in distaste. He does a double take on the bottle, bringing the contents up to his nose, Rum.

It’s fucking Rum Coke.

He takes the cup anyway, having no intention to sip from it anymore. He blends in this way, holding a solo cup just like the other hundred people here. His blue eyes search for you in the crowd, spotting you right away, your body settled on the lap of a man, early 20’s he’d say.

A feeling he’s all too familiar with when it comes to you surges through his veins, seeing the white skirt you're wearing hike up, allowing him and everyone else to see his hand knead at your ass.

Bucky’s jaw clenches as he watches you lean into the man, your lips wrapping around his, your eyes closing. Bucky has no idea who he is, but whoever he is, his dick is growing hard under you, having very clear intentions of what he’s about to do. And Bucky will be damned if he allows you to get fucked by this piece of shit.

Not that it should matter to him. You should have a man that would treat you right, protect you, pleasure you. Not this dick-wad who wants a quick fuck. Your father wanted him to keep you out of trouble, and that’s exactly what he’s doing.

At least, it’s what he tells himself.

Bucky watches for a few more seconds as you rub yourself over his cock, painfully humping it. He knows you aren’t getting any pleasure out of it, it’s evident on your face. The dick-wad beneath you is, and that’s what makes Bucky’s fingers ball into tight fists, making him grind his teeth down again, on the verge of breaking his goddamn jaw.

That’s what you were.

A fucking jawbreaker, surely you were smarter than this. You had to have known you were worth so much more. You had to know dick-wad couldn’t make up for a quarter of that amount.

“Spin the bottles starting downstairs!” A girl announces from the banister. She’s drunk, very drunk, Bucky notices. She also must be the owner of the way her fingers wrap around the railing.

He could just tell.

Bucky feels the relief flood his chest when you turn away from the man, clearly seeing a good excuse for escape. He growls but lets you go as he soon follows suit. Bucky has no interest in watching you play spin the bottle, but of course, he has not all a choice.

He couldn’t decide whether it was his job, (why he was here in the first place, he’s had to repeat that to himself a few times throughout the night.) Or because he didn’t want to watch a bunch of horny teenagers shove their fucking tongues down your throat, heat bloomed in his chest, mixing with anger.

Either way, he would have to break more than fourteen knuckles tonight.

✪

Bucky’s already taken his place on the wall, going unnoticed as the kids gather around in a circle, sitting with their legs crossed, fixated on the bottle that is situated in the middle.

You sit on the right side, next to some other girls he recognizes.

Women.

You were 19 years old for god sake.

The woman from earlier, the owner of the house, Bucky had now learned the name of, Jess plops next to the man from earlier, her eyes analyzing all the players. Other people stand, just here to spectate the game, giving Bucky plenty of cover.

“We need one more player!” Her voice slurs, looking up from her sitting position, searching for the correct person to fill the gap right across from you. Your eyes search around with Jess’s until both pairs land on him.

No.

Absolutely fucking not.

“What’s your name?”

Bucky grinds his teeth together again, he’ll be very surprised if he has teeth after tonight.

“James.” He grits out, trying his very best to seem like he doesn't want to be here. Which isn’t very hard.

He doesn't.

“You look a bit old to be here, James.” Jess' eyes roam the others, looking for the attention she so desperately wants. The others let out faux chuckles. Bucky can still feel your eyes burning through his, even though over fifty pairs are now aimed at him, you stick out.

You always have.

“Who invited their dad, guys?” Jess pokes again, her ghastly features twisting in a terrible laugh. Other people laugh now, but Bucky doesn’t mind. You don’t laugh, your features scrunch at Jess’s words. The man didn’t look old at all, older than a teenager sure, he was quite handsome.

“Come on, James. Join us!” You call, and the man's eyes immediately meet yours. You can’t help yourself, you gasp at the intensity of them, the beautiful blue irises that stare back at you.

Bucky still didn’t move from the wall, it was very evident he had no choice in this matter. “A little party never killed anybody, James.” Jess’s cat-like mouth squeaks.

“Bucky-” He corrects, heaving a sigh. “Just Bucky.” Bucky walks over to the circle, watching the gathering crowd part. Allowing him to sit like the rest of them, occupying the spot across from you.

“Let’s get started, Anon, Why don’t you spin first?”

Anon, a very stereotypical frat boy reaches for the bottle, his companions cheering behind him. The glass spins as everyone's eyes follow it, even Bucky’s.

The end lands on Jess, which is ironic. Bucky is checking off his mental checklist, he’s no matchmaker but..

Obnoxious Voices. Check. Annoying Presence. Check. Feline Like Faces. Check. Rich Pieces Of Shit. Check.

Those two were made for each other.

The two kiss awkwardly, the whole crowd kicking and screaming taunts, acting like children who just touched a deceased insect. Bucky settles into the hard-concrete floor, getting ready for a very excruciating game.

✪

It’s about an hour before you finally get the bottle in your hands. Everyone waits on bated breath as you capture your bottom lip between your teeth. You grab the bottle and spin, watching the glass glide across the concrete floor.

It clicks and clanks before it stops, and the endpoints to the stranger.

The older man that’s been stuck to the wall the whole party. You’ve never seen him before but were quite intrigued when you caught him looking at you during the game, pretending as if he wasn't.

The stranger's eyes flick open, looking at the end pointed towards him and then where you sit across from him. You smile to yourself as Bucky stays in his position.

The chanting starts when Jess’s voice echoes through the room, “You have to kiss the old man!” She’s 20, but acts like a five-year-old.

“Kiss!”

“Kiss!”

“Kiss!”

People around you repeat, and so you do the only logical thing to do. You place your hands in front of you and crawl to Bucky, knowing full well your skirt is riding up as you do so.

You can see his jaw clenching. You arrive in front of him, propping yourself up on your knees, Bucky's eyes look up at where you slightly tower over him.

You reach your fingers to graze his jaw, and when your fingers meet his subtle, the fifty pairs of eyes disappear. Right now, it’s just you and him. “Come here.” You mutter, bringing his face to yours.

Bucky hesitates, but lets it happen anyway. He’s captivated by you, you can tell. He wants to pull away but can’t.

Time seems to slow as your eyes close and your noses touch, stopping before letting your lips meet each other. Heat builds in your stomach, anticipation and want bubbling deep inside your core.

“This is fucked up.” He whispers, his breath grazing your wet lips.

“You like it.” You answer, before pulling his face to yours, your lips colliding in perfect harmony. Heat fills your stomach, settling itself between your thighs. Bucky’s hand comes up to cup your scalp, molding his palm to your head, crushing his lips against yours.

Your tongue slides into his mouth, entangling with his own. Your breath heaves as your stomach urges for more, your thighs pressing together in your kneeling position. You pull away before you can go any farther, breath heaving, a string of saliva still connecting your puffy lips.

The words that exit his mouth are barely audible, but you catch them. “That’s why it’s fucked up.”

“Get a room, lovebirds,” Jess calls, laughing with the others. But you ignore them, your eyes are still pulled into that trance, still feeling Bucky’s lips on yours.

The next thing you know, Bucky is getting up, his hand reaching for your own. You gulp at his gaze now, seeing the intensity switch to something different.

Something primal.

✪ Somehow you ended up in a closet, with Bucky’s breath fanning over your neck, his cock painfully straining against his jeans. It took all but four seconds for your clothes to be off, Bucky’s joined yours short after, pooling on the floor of the large closet.

“Sweetheart-” Bucky sounds breathless as he reaches out, his metal hand (which you okay with, apparently) running down the curve of your breast, dipping in your bra to twirl a cool digit around your semi-hard peak. (Especially when they made you feel like that.)

“How old are you?” You press, moaning as Bucky’s other hand cups your waist, making sparks fly up and down your skin. This closet, which is bigger than the master bedroom, has suddenly gotten small.

Bucky fights the urge to smack your ass in response, you didn’t care about age when you were grinding on that man’s cock.

“106.” He answers thoughtfully, but you only laugh, catching he wasn’t going to tell you his age. Bucky’s face scrunches in wonder, but it quickly fades when you press your body into his own, running your smooth fingers over his muscled abdomen.

“You sure you want to do this, baby?”

“Positive.”

Bucky brings your lips to his, all while taking hold of your hips, backing you into one of the closet's white walls. You engrossed in his touch, the feel of his fingers on your bare stomach, pushing you against the wall.

“I’d make you hump my cock, ‘show you what real pleasure is. But there’s no couch in here, sweet girl.” You feel your pussy clench at his words, you hadn’t known he was watching you then.

“Just gonna have to take me bare,” Bucky mutters, his hands grabbing your back, flipping you around so your palms are planted above you, your ass jutting out. His fingers knead at the meat of your ass, making sure to erase any hand-prints dick-wad may have left. You moan, bucking into his touch, wanting more.

“Greedy girl, you think you deserve my cock? Bare, too? You think you can handle that type of pleasure?” His fingers ghost over your panties, barely hitting your clit.

“Bucky! Please.”

Bucky smiles, knowing what he’s doing to you. If he wasn’t about to fuck you in a closet at a party he would tease you a lot more, and make you pay for letting that man touch you. You both knew you couldn’t wait that long, and neither could he.

Bucky pulls down your panties, noticing how your slick coats the fabric. “These are drenched, all for me, hmm?” He was so hesitant at first, to kiss and touch you, but now he didn’t give a shit.

You were his now.

Your panties soon joined the rest of your clothes. Bucky’s breath caught when he looked down at you, making your thighs clench together. He runs a metal finger through your folds, collecting your slick.

You cry out from the spark of pleasure, attempting to keep yourself up against the wall.

“You're so wet for me, sweet girl.” You feel lightheaded as Bucky releases himself from his boxers, you can’t see anything, only the white paint of the wall.

You can feel his tip nudge at your entrance, as he leans down, placing soft kisses along your back. “I’m gonna fill you up, baby. Okay? You want to be filled with my cock?”

“Yes!” You buck your hips, your eyes tightly closed as you feel his cock slide itself to the hilt, using your gathered arousal to aid in his thrust. You cry out, the stretch is both painful and pleasurable. Bucky groans, feeling the way you clench around his cock, feeling the tightness of your cunt.

“That’s it, sweet girl. Taking me so well.” For a few moments, you just stand there, Bucky letting you adjust to his cock, to the feeling of being filled up completely. You had sex before, plenty of it, but you never took a guy bare.

But Bucky, the way his cock sat inside of you, not even moving and it still shooting sparks into your stomach, was something you’d never thought you’d experience.

“Can I move, baby? You alright?” You nod your head while Bucky places another kiss on your back, pulling his cock out to the tip, and pushing back in.

“Ahh-”

“Feel good, sweetgirl?” Words simply do not exist anymore, Bucky whispers against you with each thrust of his cock, his movements slow at first, allowing you to take the most pleasure out of it, trying so hard not to cause you any pain.

The wet noises of your body's meeting over and over again fill the air, and somehow it drowns out the music of the party. Bucky’s groans and your moans tangle together as you buck your hips to meet his thrust, accommodating his cock.

“So good, baby.” You clench at his words, milking his cock. Bucky smiles, looking down at you.

Bucky’s metal arm comes around your bare stomach, making your thighs fall open wider, “Like when I praise you? Your pretty little pussy loves when I tell her she’s doing a good job, baby.”

A single digit finds your clit, Bucky rubs at it, slow tantalizing circles as you buck into him.

“I want you to come on my cock, I need to see this pussy clench around me harder.” Your body involuntarily does as he asks, your cunt clenching down on his cock as his thrusts speed their tempo and his finger matches the torture at your clit.

“Fuck!” You cry out, feeling your orgasm stirring deep in your belly, the heat from the room going straight to your head, encasing you in its bubble.

“That’s it.” Bucky praises, dragging out both words, “Good girl, come for me.”

You do, moaning loudly as your orgasm rushes through your veins, as Bucky chases his release, making sure you get over the edge first. His breaths come out in pants as his cock pushes into your cunt at a punishing speed. “I wonder how your daddy would feel if he knew you just came on his best friend's cock.”

“What?”

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[theylorswift]

🌶 + no reason

omg really🥺🥺💕

the post in question

#sry forgot to reply #buckbarne

[thestuckylibrary]

so I'm looking for a high school au I've read, i remember that it was a series where I'm pretty sure it was called 'not another high school au' or something like that, there was a part of the story where bucky went missing cause of his dad. it was in 3 parts and the last one was more focused on clint/nat I've looked in all the tags helppp i think it might've been deleted

a quick AO3 search saved us!

not another high school au* by skullage (series |38,400 | E) - *heed the tags

Bucky hasn’t stopped running in years.

#mod julia #buckbarners #minipost:highschool

[espinosaurusrexex]

All my reader!characters are female and have she/her pronouns. However, I try to keep everything else as inclusive as possible. Meaning: they can be read as every ethnicity/race, body type, etc.

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⌜last updated: March 2024⌟

✒︎ Challenges

1k Writing Bingo (masterlist) (completed)

In which you’ll find a collection of one-shots and drabbles that were requested during my Bingo Game.

✮ Steve Rogers

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Watchful Eyes ☁︎ ✦ ❤︎

CEO!SteveRogers x Maid!Female!Reader AU

In which Steve is obsessed with his new maid.

Forever, of Course. ❤︎

In which Steve gets to fake marry Y/N.

Revision ❤︎ ✦

Professor!SteveRogers x Student!Female!Reader AU

In which Steve asks you to stay after class for a little bit of... essay revision.

All the Words I Can't Say ❤︎ ❁

College!SteveRogers x Female!Reader AU

In which Y/N catches Steve painting a portrait of her.

Flooded ☁︎ ❤︎ ❁

In which Steve discovers Y/N‘s biggest secret.

Heroes ❤︎

In which Y/N is Steve's safe haven.

Talk ☁︎ ❤︎ ✦

In which Steve and Y/N’s frustrations build up to an argument that could have been avoided if they would have just talked to each other.

Bullies ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Steve comforts Y/N after she gets a flashback from her former High School Years.

Headline Events ❤︎ ☁︎ ❁

CollegeJournalist!SteveRogers x Athlete!reader AU

In which Steve is just adorkably obsessed with Y/N; the most beautiful member of his college's swimming team.

𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

If Given the Chance… // Give Me a Chance ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Steve and Bucky accidentally switch bodies.

✪ Bucky Barnes

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Remeber Me ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Y/N discovers Bucky, her lover from the 40s, is still alive.

Bad Boys Don't Buy Flowers ☁︎ ❤︎ ✦

CEO!BuckBarnes x Female!Florist!Reader AU

In which Bucky falls for the one woman who doesn't seem to reciprocate his feelings.

Refuge - a small town crime/love story ❤︎ ✦ ☁︎ ❁

BuckyBarnes/WinterSoldier x Detective!Female!Reader AU

In which Y/N provides shelter for Bucky while unawares being on the hunt for the same. 

Happy Little Accidents ☁︎ ❤︎

Veteran!BuckyBarnes x Female!ArtTeacher!Reader

In which Bucky joins your art workshop in the 21st century.

The Karens of the World ☁︎ ❤︎ ❁

BuckyBarnes x Female!Reader MODERN AU

In which Y/N asks Bucky to pose as her boyfriend at her aunt's Independence Day party.

Hopelessly Devoted ❤︎

In which Bucky and Y/N reminisce about the first time they met.

Serious Questions ❤︎ ❁

In which Bucky agrees to go on a date to make his friends shut up.

Some Other Guy ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Bucky's curiosity leads to a heartbreaking miscommunication.

Rest and Recover ❤︎ ❁

Prince!Bucky x Princess!Reader AU

In which Y/N is sick and Bucky visits to comfort her.

Like Bonnie and Clyde ✦ ❤︎

In which Bucky and Y/N are the hot criminal couple on the run.

Flowers and Things ❤︎ ❁

In which Bucky really wants to buy Y/N a birthday gift, because he has a crush on her.

New Slang

In which Y/N is the cliché Gen-Z Avenger that cannot shut up, and whose bold remarks lead Bucky to end up in very confusing situations.

Moonlit Fantasies ❤︎

In which Bucky and Y/N are pining for each other during a perfect bonfire night.

𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

If Given the Chance… // Give Me a Chance ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Bucky and Steve accidentally switch bodies.

Dying Isn‘t So Scary with You // Dying Isn’t So Scary with You, Either ❤︎ ☁︎ ❁

In which Bucky and Y/N have a deep late night conversation that is put to the test.

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

Everything’s Better in Westview ☁︎ ❤︎ ✦ (completed)

In which Bucky and Y/N decide to go to Westview to live the perfect suburban life.

Save Me ☁︎ ❤︎ (completed)

College!BuckyBarnes x College!reader AU

In which Bucky is just a cocky shit that thinks nothing is worth his attention until Y/N comes along.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

Worlds Collide ❤︎

Grumpy!BuckyBarnes x Sunshine!Female!Reader APOCALYPSE AU

In which Y/N and Bucky meet in a world far different from ours.

🕸️ Miguel O'Hara

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Tough Luck ☁︎ ❤︎

MiguelO'Hara x Spiderwoman!Reader

In which Miguel and Y/N are idiots in love.

✡︎ Ari Levinson

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Hold on to it ❤︎ ❁

In which Ari is just completely enchanted by Y/N.

♜ Sherlock Holmes

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

If Only You Would Know ☁︎ ❤︎

HenryCavill!Sherlock x reader

In which Enola finally brings Sherlock and Y/N to confess their feelings for one another.

The Most Beautiful Riddle ❤︎

HenryCavill!Sherlock x reader

In which Sherlock finally proposes to Y/N.

Words Cannot Express ❤︎ ❁

HenryCavill!Sherlock x reader

In which Sherlock and Y/N have a forever crush on each other.

⌖ Napoleon Solo

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

Solo

NapoleonSolo x Agent!reader

In which Napoleon does not want to work with Y/N, even though they are the 'perfect team'.

Vlog Squad

Jeff Wittek

Hater ☁︎ ❤︎ ❁

In which Y/N tries to convince herself that she does not have any feelings for Jeff and miserably fails.

Protective ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Jeff is really protective over Y/N, because he has a crush on her.

Chinese ❤︎

In which Y/N and Jeff are struggling with the feelings they have for eachother.

Not Nice ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Jeff and y/n have a heart to heart conversation about their relationship.

Toddy Smith

Summer Lovin ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Todd and Y/N meet at a club in Spain and start a summer fling.

Practice ❤︎

In which Todd offers Y/N to practice kissing with him.

David Dobrik

Drunk ☁︎ ❤︎ ❁

In which David gets drunk and hurts himself.

Pushed Away ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Y/N and David need to discuss their hidden feelings for eachother.

Assistant ☁︎ ❤︎

In which Y/N accidentally insults David which makes him instantly like her and try to win her over with a little bit of talking.

Ilya Fedorovich

Lavender ☁︎ ❁

In which Ilya gets his heart broken by Y/N.

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[cisco717]

WIP-The Winter Soldier #thewintersoldier #buckbarnes #sebastianstan #buckybarnes #wintersoldier #captainamerica #thefalconandthewintersoldier #captainamericaandthewintersoldier #marvel #marvelcomics #marvelcinematicuniverse #disneyplus #portrait #portraitdrawing #art_help #art #sketch #sketch_daily #drawing #drawingart #artsketch #postit #postitart #instagramart #illustrationart #ciscospostitart #wip https://www.instagram.com/p/CPRqf40hvZI/?utm_medium=tumblr

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[david-hero]

Not every day is heroic, some days we just survive... #Cosplay #Cosplayer #Cosplaying #WinterSoldier #WinterSoldierCosplay #BuckBarns #BuckyBarnsCosplayer #CosCrafting (at Salt Lake Comic Con)

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