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takealookintheback · 1 year
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Andreas Pietschmann as Konstantin von Brendorp in ‘GSG 9 – Ihr Einsatz ist ihr Leben’ (2009); season 1
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amiwritesthings · 1 year
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the way i automatically assume every new series on netflix is a US production. 🙈
i was legit just watching the trailer for 1899 and i was like, i know this guy! who is he? where do i know him from? *me mentally running his face against the database in my head*
is it—? no, not him. who is he?
until—until i realized it's Konny! Frau Gräfin! 5-2!!
until i realized my international database in my brain wouldn't do me any good! bc he's german and 1899 is a german production!
and i never even stopped long enough to consider it.
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vampsquerade · 11 months
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Can I request a Jäger x reader where the reader is experiencing burnout and Marius takes care of them? Also glad to see you back :)
YES OF COURSE YOU CAN BESTIE!! i love seeing your name in my inbox it brightens my day up so much, i really hope you enjoy this one elias! 💕
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Jäger x GN!Reader: An Engineer’s Blown Fuse
Trigger warnings: burnout, mostly comfort, slight suggestive behavior
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Marius is a very careful and cautious person when it comes to romance, as he becomes deeply attached to his partner. His ability to love so much for those he cares about has caused his image to be that of a clingy and mischievous man—something a good amount of people wouldn’t really appreciate. But for you? It’s everything you could ever need. Your job causes you stress all the time as you spend hours meticulously checking and making sure every single punch of a number correlates to what’s been reported. It burned you out fast with how much you had to do it over and over, often frustrating you to tears.
Tonight was one of those particularly frustrating days, causing you to yell out and push all of your paperwork over the floor. You don’t even care; neither for the papers that scatter gently across the floor, nor for the pens and pencils that a speed so fast physics causes its force to increase. Marius hears this from the living room where he’s watching a documentary on aviation. He promptly pauses it and carefully enters your room, walking as if he’s approaching a terrified animal that could bite its savior's hand at any second. “Liebling..? It’s another stressful night, ja? Come and join me in the living room—we can watch something else together to help calm you.” Marius says softly.
His hand is outstretched to you as you sit at your desk, face buried in your hands as you silently cry out your frustrations. Staring at his hand for a moment, you gently uncross your arms and carefully take hold of it. Marius gives you an affectionate and loving smile, holding onto your hand as he helps you stand on your feet. He then wraps an arm around you and walks you to sit with him on the couch. You look up at him curiously, as if you’re asking if he’s truly okay with constantly having to do this—but Marius is already giving you that reassuring and loving smile, telling you he’s okay doing anything to make you happy.
You can’t help but smile softly, sitting onto the couch first. Marius sits next to you and pulls you close to him, wrapping his arm around you. “Now then, what do you want to watch Y/N? The choice is always yours, liebling.” he says tenderly. “Um…is it okay if we just sit here in silence instead?” you ask softly. “Of course, anything for my lovely Y/N.” Marius says cheerfully. He completely turns off the TV, pulling you into his lap now. He rests your head against his chest so you could listen to the gentle beating of his heart. You fluster, eyes slightly going wide as he holds you right against him once he wrapped his arms around your lower back. Marius chuckles softly at this and you could feel his chest rumble against your ear.
“I saw that look in your eyes earlier—do you think having to comfort you when you’re burned out annoys me?” Marius asks. You sigh deeply, “Yeah…I just get so burned out easily you know? I have to do this every single day of my life because of these people doing everything wrong—I don’t even get a break on the weekends because of how long I take.” you say, irritation clear in your voice. “I don’t mind having to care for you. You know I love you a lot and nothing you could do will irritate me.” Marius reassures you. “I guess I’ll have to give them a stern scolding, then, and have them find more people to work so you’re not the one having to do this alone. Thanks to Harry’s connections, they’ll have to listen to my request.”
You laugh softly, shaking your head against his chest, “That means a lot, Marius…but couldn’t you have done that sooner?” you tease. Marius blushes furiously at this, looking away from you, “M-Maybe I should have…haha.” His laugh makes you smile; you feel completely relaxed and comforted. “And don’t worry about having to go in tomorrow. I’ll call in sick and have Harry send that request.” he says as he begins to softly rub your back. “Thank you so much…I love how kind and patient you are with me. Nobody’s ever made me as happy as you make me.” you say, joy emanating from you like rays from the sun. You lean up and trail kisses up his neck, on his jaw, and then on his lips.
Marius tenses slightly at this, his grip on you becoming instinctively tighter on you. The rest of his body then relaxes as he kisses you back, passion and affection clear in the way he does so. You then pull away from him and sigh softly. The silence is enjoyable, even more so when you’re cuddled up to Marius. He strikes the back of your hair, rubbing gentle circles into your lower back. “I love you, Marius. Thank you for being so sweet and patient with me.” You say softly, leaning up and kissing his neck and jaw. Marius sighs shakily, his grip slightly tightening on you once again. You giggle softly, nuzzling against his neck now; his breathing becomes slightly heavier when you do this and it makes you smile widely at how easy it is to tease him.
“L-Liebling, stop…please…I don’t want to get overstimulated…” Marius moans softly. You then pull away from his neck and rest against his chest again, “Whatever you say~ Just wanted to show you some of my affection—I’m so sorry.” You say playfully. “It…It’s fine, liebling…” Marius says. The two of you just relax there for a while, not even realizing you’ve fallen asleep against his chest. The way he just held you tightly, stroked your head and rubbed your back soothed you; it eased your mind and put you to sleep. Gently wrapping your legs around him, he carefully lifts you up and walks to your shared bed. Marius lays you down, taking off his hoodie so he was just in his hoodie and a pair of shorts.
Pulling you close to him, he protectively wraps his arms around your sleeping form. The movement makes you stir slightly, smiling as you realize you’re laying in bed together. “Love you…” you whisper sleepily. Marius gives you a gentle chaste kiss, before pulling away, “Ich liebe lich…” he whispers softly before closing his eyes. You instinctively hook your leg around his hip, falling asleep this way. Marius’ free hand holds onto your leg securely now, falling asleep happily as you hold onto each other in peaceful and blissful harmony together. The stresses of life can’t get you whenever Marius is around—he’ll never let it happen ever again now.
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grrl-beetle · 6 months
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adidas Y-3 GSG-9
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ghastspidergwen · 2 years
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M o r e b r a c e l e t s ? ? ?
👀👀👀👀👀
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these are my favourite non-pride ones, the pink one is so very texture and I love it
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lorenzlund · 1 year
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Ars (de ella oder) Ulla + an (some) ders (as)s. *Ursula + Andress
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Goldfinger.
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Verantwortung ist die Antwort der Frau oder von Frauen auf "sein Ding", die sie ihm geben will, und er darf ihr dann auch nicht ploetzlich entfliehen wollen durch Flucht, der Mann! Die Ameise weibl. oder ant. Vorher muss er ess immer noch genauso verlieren! Eine fuer ihn schmerzhafte Erfahrung, auch kann er ohne nicht weiterleben! Ueber ihn wurde die Hoechststrafe verhaengt! Eine ihrer noch wirksamsten Waffen noch ist so auch der Gefaengniskoch mit auch seinen Kuensten, da wird gegessen, was auf den Tisch kommt, oder ihr bleibt als Gefangene hungrig! *der Sauerteig. Max will ploetzlich selbst auch das Gefaengnis von innen so kennenlernen, sein noch wohl gefaehrlichster Auftrag! Zweimal insgesamt fuehrt er ihn aus, eine dritte Bitte lehnt er ab! "Zu riskant!!" (*Obama in den USA tut es ihm wenig spaeter nach! Er besucht sie auch! Aber selbst er schauspielert dabei nur erneut wieder auch, er spielt das so uns lediglich nur vor!)
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Auch die Frau verfuegt ueber Waffen und eigene an Maenner gerichtete Quotes (engl. fuer Sprueche). *Dennoch verlangt sie nach einer! "Baby you're the one, (only) you can turn me on!!" "Und gehst du so geht nur ein Teil von dir ... und die Waerme sie bleibt hier!" (*So bist du/seid ihr!).
Wagner kommt dismal aus dem Steinofen. (Mit Salamischeiben belegte Pizza)
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Das Universum Ausland? Der Mond?? *Fly me to the moon! One way tick at and you are on the moon! 'Man on the moon/das Sandmaennchen einsame'.
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Eat more! (Tue es genau so, wie es sich wahrend zu auch eigenen Lebzeiten noch auch von dir sich bei auch noch anderen oder weiteren Dingen immer schon auch verhielt!)
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'if be'
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Besagter Hinterhof oder Haus taucht dabei erneut vor einer groeseeren Kreuzung auf und steht vor der leuchtenden Ampel. Es wird gleich versuchen den Zebrastreifen irgendwie zu ueberqueren! Ass wird dabei von einer Beobachtungskamera erfasst, ihm wird sehr sehr genau zugesehen! Beiden Seiten, auch dem Autofahrer wird nun erstmals Gruen signalisiert werden dadurch, sie erhalten das Freizeichen. Eine bewusst stattfindende Fehlschaltung, sehr wahrscheinlich erfolgt sie durch die Ampel selber! Die Kamera gehoert zu ihr!! Sie ist in deren Innerem verborgen, bei der Szene wird von ausserhalb erneut sehr aufmerksam mit zugesehen, jegliches Detail wahrgenommen, von entweder Zweiten oder Dritten!
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Schlag(er)gitarre. Stehend und liegende Gitarre.
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6-Saiten. Und die haben sogar manczmal Spruenge!
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12-Saiten. Zwillingsgittaren ... oder Duo!!
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ellemj · 4 months
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That Wasn't Quiet: 12 Days of Smut #5
Bucky Barnes x Reader One-Shot
Fully inspired by this tiktok from @the.stark.internship: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8u74sXe/
Summary: You've been on the run for two months and now that the team has found you, they don't trust you to be alone. Of course, Bucky is one of the ones assigned to keep an eye on you through the night, even though you two have a bit of a history.
Warnings: profanity, teasing, oral sex (female receiving), slight exhibitionism (someone overhears), fingering, MINORS DNI, 18+!!!
Feel free to comment and let me know if this requires any other warnings.
Word Count: 3.2k
A/N: This one isn't Christmas-themed because truthfully, I forgot about that. It takes place sometime after Captain America: Civil War but before TFATWS, not that that matters much for a one-shot. Also can everyone go look at @littlemiss-yeehaw's fckin INSANE SKETCH OF A HAIR-PULLING BUCKY BARNES BECAUSE I'M STILL NOT OVER IT THANKS.
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            “How’re we doing, boys?” Nat asks the question immediately upon entering the surveillance room of the Joint Counter Terrorist Centre in Berlin. She’s the last to arrive. She glances around the room, letting her eyes scan over the expressions of Steve, Sam, and Bucky. They all look quite done with the situation at hand.
            “She’s not talking.” Steve answers. He’s standing with his back against the far wall, with his arms crossed over his chest and a slightly defeated look on his face. Bucky, however, looks more determined than defeated.
            “She’s about to.” Bucky’s tone is so calm and certain that it draws all eyes to him as he pushes himself off of the table he was sitting on. Nat looks at him, her interest clearly piqued, before glancing back over at Steve, wondering if she should be concerned. Steve gives Bucky a hard stare, while Sam turns his head to watch as the man with the metal arm and perpetual bad attitude heads straight for the door. No one makes a move to stop him. Instead, as the door shuts behind Bucky, everyone turns their attention to the surveillance screen that shows you. You’re locked in a secure glass chamber, with your arms and legs immobilized by metal restraints, and even your shoulders are held in place by something similar. The only movements that you’re free to make are within the normal range of motion of your head. Everyone watches as Bucky steps into the secure holding area and stops a few feet away from the glass that separates you and him.
            “Bucky Barnes.” You say his name with amusement. You find it amusing that he’s the team’s last resort. First, Steve tried to get through to you. Steve is just too nice, he was never going to get anything out of you. Then, Sam tried to rationalize his way into your mind. Of course, that was about as effective as Steve’s good cop approach. Next, they sent in Agent Everett Ross. You have to admit, Ross was good. If you were going to tell any of them anything, it probably would’ve been him. He has that whole I’m-on-your-side-and-I-can-help-you thing down pat. But you were waiting to see if Bucky would take a shot at you. You wanted to see him. Now he stands before you, wearing one of his signature Henley tees and hiding that irresistible silver arm from you. “You just couldn’t stay away, could you?” You tease.
            “I could, but where’s the fun in that?” He plays along, but he’s actively denying himself the pleasure of looking at you. He’s keeping his eyes down on his hands, where he’s using a small cloth to clean the crevices of his metal knuckles. You imagine he probably scuffed it up a bit during the scuffle earlier today. It took the entire GSG 9 team along with Steve, Bucky, and Sam to capture you and bring you here. You never were one to go down without a fight.
            “Why don’t you go ahead and ask your questions? Get them out of the way so we can get to the good part of all of this.” Your eyes are tracking every move he makes with his hands. You’re mesmerized but trying your best to focus on your goal.
            “And what’s the good part of all of this, sweetheart?” Fuck. He hasn’t called you a name like that since… Images of the last time you were together start flooding through your mind. Your memory is a blur of his hands on your hips, his lips against your ear as you sink down on his cock, and that stupid name rolling off of his tongue: sweetheart. As you’re lost in thought, Bucky’s taking the chance to look at you. You look just like you did the last time he saw you, barely two months ago. The only thing that’s different about your appearance now is the bruise over your left eye and the cut over your cheekbone. He finds himself wanting to severely injure whichever GSG 9 agent it was that laid hands on you hard enough to cause even those minor wounds, but he can’t think about that right now. He needs answers.
            “The good part will be the moment you realize you still need me, in about three minutes, give or take a few.” You say smugly, tilting your head to one side since it’s really the only move you can currently make. Bucky tsks, tucking the small cloth in the back pocket of his dark jeans before looking you dead in the eyes.
            “Why are you in Berlin?” He asks plainly. Wow, right to business then. You expected him to at least question what you meant when you said that he still needed you.
            “I needed to speak with an inmate at the Berlin Correctional Facility.” You answer honestly. He’s already gotten more info out of you than anyone else has today, but that’s all part of your plan.
            “Zemo.” Bucky says coolly. You nod slowly, awaiting Bucky’s next question. “What information does Zemo have that you’re interested in?”
            “He knows someone that has the ability to reverse the effects of the super soldier serum.”
            Your words send a blanket of silence throughout the surveillance room, as well as sending a new wave of realization rushing through Bucky’s mind. This is why you disappeared two months ago. All of those times you talked about wishing you’d never been injected with the serum, all of those hours that Bucky knew you spent researching and experimenting on your own blood samples looking for a way to reverse the effects, Bucky should’ve known. He should’ve known the day you disappeared from New York that you were simply continuing your efforts to get yourself back to normal. But, he never put two and two together. Instead, he believed it when he was told that you’d been compromised, that you’d gone dark and that the serum had likely brought the worst parts of you into the limelight. All of this time, everyone assumed you’d been working against SHIELD and the Avengers as a rogue agent. They were all dead wrong.
            “This is the part where you realize you need me.” You say with a smirk. “You need me because I’m the only one that’s ever wanted to reverse the effects of this serum, I’m the only one with the research and the leads that I have now. There are other super soldiers out there besides the three of us in here, and a lot of them do way more harm than good. If I can get to this guy that Zemo knows, we’ll have a chance at righting a few wrongs.”
            “Why should we trust you now? You’ve been gone for two months and you’ve left a trail of dead bodies and destruction everywhere that you’ve been.” Bucky’s eyes are narrowed at you now, analyzing every face you make and every word that leaves your lips.
            “I said you needed me. I didn’t say you had to trust me.”
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            It’s a long three hours later when you’re finally set free from the uncomfortable glass chamber. Agent Ross insisted they keep you in magnetic handcuffs, though you think it’s more for his peace of mind than anything, because with a little effort and determination you think you could pretty easily get out of them. You sit in the backseat of a car with Steve on your left and Bucky on your right, his cold metal arm pressing against your side due to the lack of space the two giant men leave you. Agent Ross is driving while Nat sits in the passenger seat. Sam chose to fly ahead and scope out the safehouse you’re being taken to for the night. Since you’re still not trusted, they’ll be leaving you, Steve, and Bucky there overnight. They figured you wouldn’t be able to fight two super soldiers on your own, and even if you did manage to take them both down, there wouldn’t be anyone else around for you to possibly severely injure or leave dead on your way out.
            You fight the urge to be an annoying little shit for the duration of the car ride, and instead remain silent. You can be an annoying little shit once you’re locked in the safehouse for the night. The plan is to head over to the Berlin Correctional Facility first thing in the morning to meet with Zemo and find out what he knows. Until then, you’re going to be kept under the watchful eyes of Steve and Bucky. Steve isn’t feeling great about the plan at all. He’s the only one that knows you and Bucky have a bit of a past. He doesn’t even know what exactly that past is, but he’s always been able to sense the tension between you two. He sees the way Bucky looks at you like he’s both angry that you’d leave and angry that you didn’t invite him to run away with you. It almost makes him wonder if having Bucky here with you tonight is going to be more trouble than it’s worth. Maybe they should’ve had Nat stay instead.
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            The safehouse is small as shit. There are exactly two bedrooms, not a single window in the whole place, and even the couch in the living room is only a two-seater. You’ve decided Berlin sucks. You had to fight Steve and Bucky just to be allowed to have a shower, with the two men only giving in if you agreed to leave the door open while they sat out of sight in the living room.
            As you’re in the shower, rinsing the soapy suds off of your skin, Bucky’s sitting next to Steve on the couch, actively trying not to think about how naked you are just down the hallway. He can’t seem to shake a specific memory that’s playing behind his eyelids every time he blinks. He had your front pressed up against one of the gym shower walls, fucking into you so slowly and silently that no one ever would’ve realized you were about to cum on his cock for the second time that day. God, you were always so pliant for him, so ready for his touch at any given time. He has to wonder if you’d still be that way after two months without him. Have you thought about him while you’ve been away?
            “Maybe you should go check on her.” Steve says to Bucky, tilting his head in the direction of the open bathroom door. You’ve been in there for almost twenty minutes now, when they originally gave you a ten-minute limit. There isn’t any way you could possibly escape through the bathroom walls, but they still don’t trust you to be alone and out of their sight for that long.
            “Why me?” Bucky asks, raising an eyebrow at Steve.
            “You know why.” Steve chuckles, hinting to Bucky that he knows there’s been something between you and him. Bucky shakes his head, but doesn’t say anything. Instead, he stands up and treks down the short hallway. You can hear his footsteps before he ever has a chance to say anything, and you quickly cut the running water off.
            “You’re really taking your time in here.” Bucky points out, stopping right outside of the bathroom door. He can see the reflection of the shower curtain in the bathroom mirror from where he’s standing. He only has a second to notice the way your towel is folded up on the bathroom sink, a good two steps away from the shower, before you pull the curtain open confidently. His eyes freeze on your naked reflection in the fogged up mirror and all of the blood in his veins reroutes straight to his cock. “What the hell are you doing?” He asks harshly, quickly stepping into the bathroom and throwing the door shut behind him. He sure as hell isn’t going to let Steve see you like this.
            “You said I had to leave the door open, I was just following orders. I can’t reach my towel from here.” You say innocently, pushing out your bottom lip in a fake pout. Bucky isn’t even facing you, he’s standing facing the bathroom sink and mirror, with his eyes shut tightly.
            “You’re so damn manipulative.” Bucky spits the words out through clenched teeth before grasping the towel in his right hand and tossing it over his shoulder to you. You towel yourself dry quickly before wrapping it around your figure and stepping out of the shower. The bathroom is so small that you have no choice other than to brush against Bucky’s back as you pull the curtain closed. He tenses up as soon as he feels how close you are to him.
            “Tell me something, Bucky.” You whisper. You let your fingers trail down his back lightly, surprised that he hasn’t turned around and shoved you away yet.  “You’ve missed me, haven’t you?”
            “Get dressed.” He says flatly, opening his eyes for a moment to verify that your clothes are still sitting on the other side of the bathroom sink.
            “No.” Your answer is defiant. You let your hand fall away from his back but you keep your eyes focused on his frame, on the way his shoulders are moving up and down with each heavy breath he takes. He’s trying to keep himself calm and composed. Knowing how easy it was to get him riled up back when the two of you messed around only makes this whole situation laughable. He already wants to fuck, and you’ve barely done anything.
            “Why are you making this so hard?” He questions, boldly turning around to face you in your towel-clad state.
            “What’s so hard?” The teasing lilt in your tone is driving him insane. He watches as you stand three inches in front of him, letting your eyes travel down his body to land right over his hard-on. His jeans can only do so much to hide it. “Oh, I see.” You laugh lightly, noting his boner. Bucky feels enraged. Enraged that you left two months ago, enraged that you never once tried to reach out to him or ask him for help with your little side mission, and especially enraged that you’re standing here right now teasing him, like you haven’t also been reliving your past sexual trysts with him. You want him as much as he wants you right now, and he can prove it. He will prove it.
            In one swift move, Bucky grabs your waist and spins you to the side, pinning your back against the bathroom door before sliding down to his knees in front of you. In another second, he’s tugging on the bottom of your towel, forcing it to unwrap from your figure and fall to the floor around your feet. When he has you fully naked for him, he looks up at you with his lust-blown eyes.
            “You’re going to be quiet for me.” There’s no hint of a question in his voice, and you can only nod in response. “Good girl.”
            Bucky nudges your knees apart with his hand before hitching your left leg up and over his shoulder. Shit. Is he really going to eat you out right here, with his best friend only a few feet away from the thin wooden door that your back is pressed against right now? You look down as Bucky leans forward and captures your clit in his mouth, licking and sucking on it with enough passion to make your head spin. Your back arches off of the door as your fingers card through his hair, pulling his face impossibly closer to your cunt. Any other time, Bucky probably would’ve pulled back and told you to be patient. But this time, he’s feeling every bit as impatient as you. So, he continues to work on your clit, circling the tip of his tongue around it just like he used to do when he wanted to drive you crazy in bed. His metal hand is gripping your ass while his flesh hand moves to join his mouth between your legs. He teases your entrance with a fingertip for a moment, and just as you’re about to beg for more, he plunges it into you up to the first joint. The moan that sneaks past your lips is a good bit louder than you expected it to be and Bucky pulls back abruptly, giving you a stern look and squeezing your ass with his metal hand.
            “What did I say?”
            “I’ll be quiet.” You promise, in a hushed tone. Bucky eyes you coldly for a second before nodding and putting his mouth right back where it belongs. He steals a look up at you to find you covering your mouth with one hand while the other hand is firmly rooted in his hair. You’re doing so fucking good for him. As a reward, he adds a second finger inside of you, alternating between thrusting them in as deep as they can go and then curling them against your walls.
            What you don’t expect is a third finger. When he adds a third finger inside of you, the stretch is a little too much to bear and you moan out louder than before. You expect him to stop, you expect him to pull back and tell you to shut the fuck up, but no. Even though Steve is now fully aware of what’s going on behind the closed bathroom door, Bucky doesn’t stop. Your moan and the fact that Steve knows you’re getting off right now spurs Bucky on so much so that he starts sucking on your clit like it’ll take him right back to two months ago when everything was perfect. He increases the pace of his fingers fucking in and out of your tight, wet cunt, absolutely loving the sounds your body is making. He’s committing those sounds to memory right there on the bathroom floor. A few seconds later, he feels the way your hips are bucking against his face and the way the walls of your pussy are repeatedly clenching around his fingers and he knows.
            “Bucky, I’m gonna cum.” You moan out. You’ve stopped caring that Steve can probably hear every bit of what’s happening right now. All you care about is your looming orgasm that’s being held hostage by the man between your legs. Bucky continues doing exactly what he’s doing, working your cunt just right until you finally tip over the edge, falling into perfect bliss over his mouth and fingers. He continues curling his fingers softly inside you and pressing his tongue against your clit as you lightly grind against it. When you finally still above him, he pulls back and sucks the taste of you off of his fingers.
            “That wasn’t quiet.” Bucky laughs, looking up at you with a mischievous smile painted across his features.
            “No, it wasn’t.” Steve’s slightly unsettled voice echoes from the living room down the hall.
            Oops.
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Andreas Pietschmann as Konstantin von Brendorp in ‘GSG 9 – Ihr Einsatz ist ihr Leben’ (2009); season 2
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GSG 9 is like the German police’s special forces. They’re like FBI HRT.
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armymark · 2 years
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kneelingshadowsalome · 2 months
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If my German ass may give some context to the recent mouse pad post (I just saw it and completely lost it lmao. I need a Tittenmauspad for my desk at the office as well.): The GSG 9 are the special forces of the federal police in Germany. KSK are the military special forces.
And I remember watching a documentary about the KSK a while ago and the doors to the bunks of the operators were all full of pinups (nasty ones from these cheap porn magazines you can buy at the gas station, not the cool vintage ones) and printed out memes. I'm very glad that these are the men who safe me from a terrorist attack, if I should ever get caught up in one. ^^ And I bet 19 year old König "decorated" his bunk in a similar tasteful fashion (maby even grown up König as well).
ASDAFSD NO 😭💀
But to be fair with you I'm not surprised..... Reminds me of my first summer job at this factory full of old dirty men and old dirty jokes and there were porn calendars around every corner lol. And yeah these adorable pookies build our houses and drive our goods and save us from harm! Yay! 🥲
Also German gas stations?? I was forced to visit one at midnight a few years ago and it was a very exotic experience lol I'm sorry but never again 😳😭
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vampsquerade · 1 year
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Since I'm sick with a cold(again) could I have some headcanons of Jäger with a sick S/O.
i really do hope you get better soon lovely :c being sick is the absolute worst! drink lots of water and get plenty of rest! here, i brought you some tea to drink as well while you read this 🍵
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Jäger Headcanons: Caring for a Sick Partner
Trigger Warnings: illness, fluff, fever induced pain, comfort hurt
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♡ Marius, upon hearing that very first sniffle of sickness early in the morning already alerts him that you’re sick
♡ You try to get up out of bed but Marius carefully has you lay back down before gently pressing his hand against your forehead and cheeks, feeling how unbearably hot they are
♡ “Stay in bed and go back to sleep. I’ll make you a nice soup and bring you some tea and water—for hydration of course.” he’ll urge
♡ Removes the blanket you currently have on, as he deems it “too thick” and that it will “overheat you more”
♡ Obviously he’ll replace it with a thinner one before leaving you to start on that soup and tea
♡ Comes back with a full glass of water before going and checking on the soup and tea
♡ Makes sure to have milk—whether it be regular or an alternative to dairy—and mixes in some sweetener to help you rest easier
♡ Marius will then bring you both the tea and a bowl of soup, gently waking you back up and helping you drink your tea and eat your soup
♡ Spoon feeds you himself, carefully blowing on the soup to cool it down so you don’t get burned
♡ If you have plushies, Marius will bring them to you and have you cuddle them
♡ Purposefully makes himself a no-call, as he has to help nurse you back to health
♡ Sometimes you’ll complain, saying things like “I can feed myself just fine” or “You worry too much, Marius. Don’t stress yourself out for me”
♡ But Marius is determined to help the one he loves most, hushing you gently and telling you that it’s his duty as your lover to care for you
♡ Loves it when you pull that 180 of “I’m fine” to “Can you bring me more water, my love?” because he thinks it’s really cute
♡ Gives you nice, warm, baths and makes sure to include scents that help relax your sore muscles
♡ Also gives you full body massages, just to work out any and all tension you have
♡ He makes sure you take some cold medicine each recommended time you’re supposed to, and always gives you water to help you wash it down
♡ Marius will cuddle you and give you kisses on the forehead, telling you you’ll get better soon
♡ And once you do recover, Marius teases you about how cute you were, causing you to smack him with a pillow
♡ You will then apologize if you were insufferable to care for, but Marius will always tell you you have nothing to apologize for because he must care for you when no one else can
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itsohh · 1 year
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R6S VALENTINES DAY CARDS: GSG 9
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girlactionfigure · 6 months
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ISRAEL REALTIME — war updates 15:00 Oct. 23
— DRONE LAUNCH FROM GAZA… hostile air warning, Nir Oz, Ein HaBasor (near Gaza towns).
— LEBANON PREPARING… The president of Middle East Airlines announced that the company's planes were transferred from Beirut airport to Cyprus, Turkey and Jordan as part of precautionary measures.
— ALLY FORCES… The US aligned with, UK France, Germany has begun to pour massive forces into the region, air sea and land.  The US understands their assets will be attacked disproportionately by the Iranian proxy.  Iran has armed those proxy forces with thousands of surface-to-surface ballistic missiles and suicide drones just for this moment.  Germany's counter-terrorism and special operations unit GSG 9 landed in Cyprus.  They were stationed in Cyprus along with the American, Italian, Dutch and British special forces.
— US EVACUATES NON-ESSENTIAL EMBASSY PERSONNEL BAGHDAD… via helicopter.
— SOME ARE UNIDENTIFIABLE… The Israel Police stated that so far the bodies of 780 civilians who were murdered in the war have been identified, which is about 83% of the civilians (who are not soldiers) who were murdered.
— SWEDEN DEMANDS TO AID GAZA… The Swedish Foreign Minister: "EU countries continue to discuss the need to ask Israel for a humanitarian ceasefire. The most important thing is how to get aid to Gaza”.
— POLITICS… (Amit Segal) All operational decisions made since the outbreak of war in the War Cabinet were made unanimously. This is against the background of the publications about tensions between Netanyahu and Gallant and between Netanyahu and the army.  In practice, ministers from several parties report that the atmosphere in the cabinet room is matter-of-fact and professional, and that the impression created outside is different from what happens inside.  Senior officials also say that the correct definition for the fact that a ground operation has not yet begun is not "delay" but "preparation", since the word delay may imply that external pressure is delaying the entry of forces.
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melodygatesauthor · 1 year
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Holiday GSG 9 Headcanons
Alright I did this the other day for the Spetz boys and had a good time, now I'm going to do it for the GSG 9. If anyone has any that they want me to do, let me know! I might do more :)
These are gifts that I think the members of GSG 9 would get their SO and how they would treat their SO in cold weather (warming them up, what food they'd make them, e.t.c.)
Bandit - Bandit would be more about experiences than material gifts. It would be important to him to create memories with you instead of buying you an object. He would be the one to plan a romantic weekend bike ride to a nice remote cabin if you liked the woods, or if he knew you hated the woods he would bring you to a romantic weekend on the beach. As long as the two of you were together, he wouldn't care where you went. The ride would be his favorite part of the whole experience, feeling you wrap your arms around him tightly so you don't fall off. He would also make sure to get you a single gift that you didn't know he knew you wanted.
Secretly Bandit would hope for you to get snowed in so you would be stuck together all weekend. Of course, no matter where you were, you'd never lose power. If you shivered even a little he'd make it his personal mission to make sure you didn't stay cold for long. If his leather jacket and three blankets weren't enough to warm you, his body heat would be, and he would hold you tightly into the night.
Jager - He's someone who, like Bandit, would want to give you a special experience that you'll never forget. He would take you for a helicopter ride over your favorite landscape and feel giddy inside at every excited exclamation you made. He would be inclined to make sure that the house was well decorated, in fact, he's known for it and takes great pride in it. He would enjoy putting a smile on your face with the small and personal gifts, rather than big and extravagant gifts.
If it was cold out, or you were stuck in a storm, he would be the one to make sure that the house was running at full efficiency, really good heating system, plastic on the windows to keep the heat in, etc. He doesn't brag about it, but he makes really good winter comfort food and would love nothing more than to have you try it. He would be really happy if you would curl up with him under the covers and be his little spoon when you're cold and shivering.
Blitz - Blitz would be the one to make sure that anything you mentioned liking or enjoying that year was under the tree on Christmas morning. He would be stressing as it got closer, probably reaching out to your closest friends and family members to make sure he didn't miss anything. He would be exceptionally nervous that you wouldn't like some of the gifts he got you, but of course he nailed it. Blitzen is his spirit animal.
When it's getting chilly, Blitz will be the first one to start complaining. You will think he's cute when he's whining, and he will use it as a convenient excuse to get very close to you every winter...not that he really needs one. He also really enjoys cuddling up in front of a cozy fireplace and letting you fall asleep on him while you're on the couch.
IQ - Whether you want it or not, IQ will always make sure you have the latest tech wrapped up under the tree. She would also make sure that you got the one thing you asked for the most. IQ would be the type to conveniently be under the mistletoe far too often, despite being with you all the time and not needing an exclusive invitation to shower you in kisses. She would also really enjoy baking and decorating cookies...like a lot of them.
When it's cold, IQ will tell Alexa to turn up the heat so she can spend less time worrying about the weather, and more time with you. She wouldn't care if you were the big spoon or she was, as long as you could curl up and watch some wintery movies together. She uses an electric fireplace instead of a real one.
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