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sergeantbarnessdoll · 12 days

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Okay…hear me out stepdad!tommy lee getting jealous seeing his (18 year old) step daughter getting ready for a date with a boy so he just fucks her rough and hard

Jealousy » Tommy Lee

Pairings: Stepdad!Tommy Lee x Stepdaughter!Reader

Summary: Tommy gets jealous when he finds out his 18 year old stepdaughter is going on a date.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, age gap (reader is 18), jealousy, dirty talk, kissing, unprotected sex, rough sex, daddy kink, size kink, praise kink, spanking (once), use of pet names

A/N: Thank you for requesting @marvelobsessed134 🩵

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“What’re you doing?” Tommy asks, leaning against the doorframe to your bedroom.

“Getting ready for a date.” You tell him while putting the finishing touches of your makeup on.

“With who?” He asks with jealousy in his voice.

“The boy I met at the mall a few days ago.” You say.

Tommy scoffs before walking inside of your room, closing and locking the door behind him. You looked at him as he approached you.

“You’re not going on that date.” He says.

“Yes I am.” You argued.

He scoffed again and grabbed your arm, pulling you up from the chair you were sitting in while doing your makeup. He positioned himself behind you and bent you over your vanity table, moving your legs further apart.

“No you’re not.” He says.

Tommy bunched up your dress above your hips and pushed your panties to the side.

“Tommy, what’re you-” A yelp left your lips when he landed a harsh smack on your ass.

“It’s daddy to you, missy.” He says.

The sound of his belt and zipper sent tingles through your body. Tommy pulled down his jeans just enough for his cock to spring out. You gasped when he rubbed his cock between your wet folds. Tommy unexpectedly thrusted his cock inside of your pussy, a whimper fell from your lips. You tried your best to accommodate his size. The stretch hurt, but it also felt good

“S-So big.” You stuttered through a whimper.

“You can take it.” Tommy says.

Tommy’s thrusts were rough and hard. Your hands grasped the edge of your vanity table, your nails dug into the wood of it. You could feel every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls.

“You know…” He starts. “It’s funny to think I’d allow you to go on that date.” He says.

“I- fuck, daddy! I-I can do whatever I want.” You say through a moan.

“You can do whatever you want?” He chuckles. “Then that means you can take cock like a big girl, right?” He says.

“Y-Yes.” You moaned.

Tommy grasped your shoulder and pulled you up straight, your back against the front of his body.

“You really thought I’d let you out of the house wearing this?” Tommy says.

“It’s pretty.” You say, followed by a whimper.

“It is…” He starts. “But you look prettier with my cock inside of you.” He says in almost a whisper.

You could hear the jealousy in his voice. Pleasure took over your body and your head fell back against his shoulder.

“Nuh uh…” He lifted your head so you were looking in the mirror of the vanity. “You’re gonna watch yourself fall apart on my cock.” He says.

You watched in the mirror as your stepdad fucked you. Your hands grasped the edges of the vanity tighter, your freshly painted nails starting to chip a little bit the more you dug your nails in the wood of the vanity.

“Daddy…” You moaned, more in a whimper.

“Yea, baby? Tell daddy what you want.” He says huskily.

“More please!” You begged, not sure what you’re begging for.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll give you more.” He says.

One of Tommy’s hands slid down the front of your body, blindly finding your clit and began rubbing it. Your pussy squeezed around his cock at the feeling.

“Yes! Fuck, daddy!” You moaned.

“You like that, don’t you, baby? You like it when daddy plays with your little clit?” He asks, applying more pressure on your clit as he rubbed it.

“Yes!” You say more in a gasp.

You felt your orgasm coming closer and closer to the edge. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.

“Daddy, can I-” A moan interrupted your sentence. “Can I cum please?” You begged.

“I don’t know. Can you?” Tommy says.

“Daddy, please!” You begged. “I’m being a good girl for you.” You say, trying to reason with him.

“Cum for daddy.” He says.

You tried your best to not to moan too loud as you came, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your knees buckled. Tommy wrapped one of his arms around your waist so you didn’t fall.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Tommy moans tilting his head back.

Tommy came inside of you a couple minutes after you came. His thrusts came to a slow stop. Both of you stood in front of your vanity panting for a moment before he pulled out of you, making you whine at the loss of his cock being inside of you. Tommy put his cock back in his boxers, zipping up his jeans and buckling his belt. He put your panties back in place and turned you around, giving you a hungry kiss before leaving your room. You took a moment to process what just happened. You made sure your hair and makeup looked good and rubbed your hands over your dress, smoothing out the material. You were putting your shoes on when you got a text from your date, saying that he was outside. You grabbed your purse and phone and went downstairs, heading towards the door before getting stopped by Tommy.

“Be home no later than midnight.” Tommy says.

“Leave her alone, honey. She’s a big girl.” Your mom playfully hit his arm. “Have fun and be safe.” She says with a smile.

You smiled at your mom and Tommy before walking out the door. Tommy went to the window and watched as you got in your date’s car and he gave you a kiss on your cheek. Tommy’s jaw clenched as jealousy took over him again. “You’re in trouble when you get home, baby.” Tommy thought to himself.

🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

-Bucky’s Doll

#tommy lee #tommy lee sebastian stan #motley crue #pam and tommy #sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters #tommy lee x female reader #tommy lee x reader #tommy lee x y/n #tommy lee x you #tommy lee smut #tommy lee one shot #tommy lee imagine #stepdad!tommy lee

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uncasualfangirl · 1 year

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The boys really did kill the carpet last night 😍

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notafunkiller · 3 months

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Attending the Berlinale (The Berlin International Film Festival | February 15-25, 2024) will bring more opportunities for Sebastian.

He wanted to have more power over his projects aka to produce since he was in his 30s (producing = freedom and control). He always wanted to have an input when it comes to his characters, and I think he managed to do this the most with "Fresh" (before "A Different Man"), and it's a project very dear to him.

I know "I, Tonya" was the film that made directors notice him, take him seriously, and want to work with him more [internationally too], but he's always had range. He never chose "the pretty but boring boy" role. He loves grey and dark characters because they are human and there is more to explore.

He was just ignored.

Even though he's American too, not just Romanian (he moved there when he was 12), he's still seen as a foreigner by the film industry.

I think Sebastian believes he still needs to prove himself to get awards. So getting an award is even harder in this case because no matter how much PR you do, how hard working you are, how great you are at What you do, how much passion you put into your work and your roles, you're still (seen as) an outsider.

[Don't get me wrong, I think the roles he chose and chooses are challenging and send a message in general. They have layers and are human. He always gets out of his comfort zone, which is incredible.]

Also, it's "funny" how journalists and reviewers have ignored Sebastian for decades and now praise him as a new star (they did it for "Sharper" too), even though his filmography is varied (different roles, different genres) and it displays how talented and hard working he is.

This also says a lot about the prejudice they have:

[source: Deadline]

"In another type of movie" as if: "I, Tonya," "Monday", "Endings, Beginnings", "Fresh", "Sharper" etc are the same type of movie, and the fandom is limited in general...

They overlooked hin just because he became famous with Marvel, and he's seen just as the guy who plays Bucky Barnes... And they say it in an offensive way, anyway; as if Bucky has no complexity, no depth... as if he's just a flat character, so Sebastian playing him shows nothing. But they are so wrong!

He played so many versions of Bucky (40s Bucky, TWS, lost WS, Bucky trying to figure out who he is, trying to adapt etc).

The way he acts when Bucky's finally free of the brainwashing will always haunt me:

His eyes, in general, are so expressive. It's just amazing!

And Craig Gillespie worked with him three times ("I, Tonya", "Pam & Tommy", "Dumb Money"). He even chose Sebastian to give him an award [source: The Messenger].

A director like Craig wouldn't work with someone with no range.

Sebastian proved himself so many times! He always chooses challenging projects and roles and doesn't care if he's the main or the side character. He always wants to learn and be better.

I really hope more people will start to recognize how great he is.

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marvelobsessed134 · 3 months

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Delicate flower blurb- Pamela Fingering you over the washing machine

Delicate flower masterlist

Pairings: Lily!Pamela Anderson x Innocent!Reader x Seb!Tommy Lee

Warnings: smut obvi, fingering, light degradation, mommy kink, praise, short cause it’s a blurb

You were bent over the washing machine with Pamela’s fingers deep in your drenched cunt. Tommy was out for today doing promotions for the new album or whatever it was. You can’t even think straight right now with the way she’s fucking you.

“Take it, slut. God I love when daddy isn’t home so I can have you all to myself.” She growled in your ear she pumped at rapid pace.

All you could do was cry out in response. Her thump was rubbing circles on your clit sending you over the edge.

“Please mommy. Let me cum!” You cried pathetically .

“Okay, baby. You can cum.” The blonde said, biting your ear lobe. You clenched around her fingers and squirted your release all over them.

She took her fingers out and licked them clean, moaning at the taste. “Good girl.” Pam said, smacking your ass lightly causing you to jolt. She laughed before saying, “Make sure you get those clothes hung up sweetheart.” And walked out of the laundry room.

You pulled up your panties back under the short maid skirt and started to do laundry like nothing happened.

#motley crue #motley crue x reader #tommy lee #nikki sixx #vince neil #fanfic #mick mars #smut #tommy x pamela x reader #Sebastian Stan x reader #Sebastian Stan smut #lily james #lily James x reader #pamela anderson x reader #pamala anderson #pam and tommy #tommy lee sebastian stan #Tommy lee x reader #Tommy lee smut

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povlvr · 2 years

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OPERATION: FAKING IT ... ?

Description: Surely faking a relationship to improve the public opinion of one beefy super solider known as Bucky Barnes would be the easiest of mission for two well seasoned Avengers? Tony Stark seems to think so & decides to task you with 'Operation: Faking it', but what happens when you realise there might be less faking needed than originally planned?

Pairing: Beefy Bucky Barnes x Female Avenger Reader

Status: Complete

Word Count: 43.5k

Warnings: Fluff, Soft Bucky, Swearing, Angst, 18+, Smut (individual warnings on each chapter), friends to lovers, big adorable man with small puppy.

A/N: Another mini-series for you, I’ve pre-written it all so there will be regular updates, chapters below (anything with the strikeout are not part of the PR Plan, ie these two babies can't stay away from each other) Get ready for cute, fluffy Beefy Bucky, no Alpine BUT there is a puppy.

TAG List: I never know if people want carrying over on my tag lists for new stories so if you want to be tagged please let me know

@enchantedbarnes @anonymously-ominous @criticaltrinket @enlyume @getofffmydick @sebsgirl71479 @nash-dara @tanyaspartak @blithecapricorn @cjand10 @spicoli-waves @happytimeunicorns @ifilwtmfc @sarapolare @buggy14 @ka-x-in @lokisasgardianvampirequeen @justab-eautifulmess @openup-yourmind @namelessav @queen-mal @teambarnes72 @nikkig496-blog @mooievis @julesclues @giftedyoungster3000 @beware-my-thorns @redbarn1995 @povlvr @intense-sneezing @l3itchy-but-cute @capswife @littlelizardlizzie @readerofwords616 @morganmofresh @buckyslucky @mochie85

If there's a strike through your name i couldn't tag you

Chapters:

A New Kind of Mission

Operation: Coffee ... Snack Mountain & Emergency Ice Cream

Operation: Dinner ... Puppies & A Food Festival

Operation: The Party ... The After Party & Late Night Strolls

Operation: Charity Gala ... A Rescue Mission & Performance Review

Operation: No More Operations.

#bucky barnes x reader #james barnes #bucky x you #sebastian stan #marvel #james buchanan barnes #marvel fanfic series #bucky barns fanfiction #bucky imagine #avengers #bucky barnes smut #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky fanfic #pam and tommy #winter solider smut #the winter soldier #the winter solider smut

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buckybabieboy · 1 year

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You’re five are so good!! EXACTLY what I’ve been looking for!!! I just read your list of headcanons and I would LOVE a full length fic about what happened the first time he got overstimulated and used his safe word (and all of that lovely aftercare that followed). If you have time of course, no pressure!

I'M BACK!!!!! and you are so sweet babie, made me smile🥹. thx for your request and I hope you like ur fic <3

Plum. (Pt. 1)

⚠️TW: (please read!): SO MUCH NSFW!!! LIKE 2 AND 1/2 ROUNDS LMAO, sub!inexperienced!bucky, dom!fem!reader, a little bit of a mean!reader, thigh riding!!, overstimulation(m!receiving), unprotected p in v sex, mentions of subspace, mommy/mama kink, use of “y/n”, bucky calls you "babe" once or twice, use of safeword, TONS of aftercare <3

☁️Summary: After a bad day outside and an incident with Bucky, you catch an inexperienced!bucky pathetically humping your pillow. Your sadistic thoughts cause you to get carried away. Bucky's up to it at first, just wanting you to make him feel good. But as the night goes on he begins to realize he was in over his head. (Bucky’s first time being overstimulated and uses safeword!!)

📝 Important A/N!!: I exceeded my character limit (lol). I had to divide this whole fic into two parts, so pls stay tuned for part 2 (dropping soon)! Part 2 will be where the actual overstimulation takes place. Also I added thigh riding because it just made the whole plot imo😩. THERE IS SO MUCH FUCKING DETAIL IN HERE I LOWKEY OVERDID IT LMAOOOO

Traffic is the bane of your existence. You’re usually a very patient person, but when you’re stuck behind ten cars and a red light that just won’t seem to turn green, your patience suddenly becomes none.

There were a million things you wanted to accomplish before the day was finished. Your laundry and Bucky's still needed to be washed, and no matter how many times you reminded Bucky how the washing machine worked, he would continue to give you that bewildered and helpless face, leaving you to do it by yourself. On top of that, you left the apartment a mess. You secretly hope Bucky cleaned around the house while you were gone, though you weren’t counting on it.

Horns blow from different cars amongst the street, as if that would speed the agonizing waiting process up. You let out a huge sigh of relief when the light turns green, finally making your turn to your apartment complex. Once you’ve parked the car, you trudge your way to the apartment. Before unlocking the door, you make an effort to collect yourself so you don’t take you anger out on Bucky.

You can’t stop yourself from letting out another sigh in relief; you were finally home from your long and rough day outside. And to your surprise, the apartment is now squeaky clean. The floor had been swept and vacuumed, and was shined from being mopped. Dropping your purse on the kitchen counter, you kick of your shoes and let your hair down from the tight ponytail it’s been in all day.

“Bucky, I’m home!” You call out as you scavenge the pantry for a snack. Not even a second later, footsteps were coming towards you, and before you can even open your bag of chips, Bucky has dashed to your side and was holding you tight in his arms.

“y/n, your back!”

“hey, Jamie!” You plaster on a smile, trying to reciprocate his energy. His face is still buried in your neck, his hands tangled in your hair.

“missed you.” Bucky whines as he inhales the scent of your perfume. “why’d you have to leave me every day?”

Bucky was clinging to you as if he hadn’t seen you in years. His clinginess was undoubtedly caused because of Steve. He hadn’t been the same since he left, and you understood this better than anyone. You try to relax in his embrace, and allow him to hold you for as long as he needed.

“I'm not even gone for that long, Bucky.” You giggle as you try to enjoy the one good part of your day. “c’mon, let me get changed. I’m tired and had a really rough day.” You whisper to him softly. He nods and begins to free you from his arms.

“ow!” You wail suddenly, scrunching your face in pain. Multiple strands of hair had gotten caught on Bucky’s vibranium arm.

“sorry! let me just-” Bucky tries to disconnect your hair from his fingers, but only makes the situation worse by tangling them deeper towards your scalp.

“Bucky, just stop it!”

You drop your unopened bag of chips on the counter before grabbing his hand and leading him to the bathroom mirror. You begin untangling his fingers from your hair slowly, letting out a wince every so often, but finally managing to free his metal fingers from your hair.

“Y/n, didn’t meant to-”

“s’fine. just gonna brush my hair now.” You exhale before grabbing the brush and detangling your hair. Although you’d never show it to your very oblivious Bucky, this was your last straw today. You slam the bathroom door in his face in a fit of anger. Ignoring how badly you immediately felt afterwards, you attempt to calm yourself down.

“It’s not his fault. It’s not his fault. It’s not his fault.” You tell yourself as you struggle to comb out the knots in your hair. After you finished with your hair and wash up, you quickly pass through the bedroom, catching a quick glance at Bucky before you pass. He’s sound asleep on the bed, sprawled out like a dog on your sheets. Clad in only briefs, his pale and plush thighs were exposed just for you to see.

Trying to stop your mind from wandering into other places, you decide to use this time for yourself to forget about the unfortunate day you’ve had. Without another thought, you throw a bag of popcorn in the microwave and turn on some Adult-Swim, doing your best to cloud your mind.

You must’ve been there for over an hour, because before you knew it, it was already 8:00 pm. A yawn escapes from your throat as you clean up and head to your bedroom.

You’re about to open the door when you hear what sounds like faint moans coming from the other side, along with rhythmic creaks from the bed.

As you lean your ear against the door and listen for Bucky's pitiful whimpers, filthy and nasty thoughts start to flood your mind. You open the door a crack, just enough to see Bucky frantically rutting his bare cock against your pillow, which cemented your suspicions. The sight was truly pathetic. His boxer briefs were slung around his ankles, and his brown hair clung to his sweaty forehead. He continues to fuck your pillow without noticing you, obviously too concentrated on trying to cum.

You enjoyed your Adult-Swim, but this, this was a show for you. A sight for your extremely sore eyes. You were honestly at a crossroads here, almost not wanting to intervene. Just let him fuck himself on the pillow you sleep on every night, even though he obviously didn’t know what he was doing. His movements were sloppy and lazy, indicating that he’d been at this for a while.

“dammit!” He whines as he falls lip onto your pillow, finally giving up. He continues to whine and whimper into it, still grinding ever so slightly onto the sheets. You watch him closely, noticing how desperate he looks, exhausted and frustrated because he just couldn’t seem to make himself cum.

“awh…poor baby.” You interrupt as you open the door and enter the room. Bucky immediately stops his movements and stares at you like a deer in headlights. “couldn’t do it by yourself?”

“tryin…” Bucky whines, head faced down at his painfully hard cock which was twitching against your pillow. “shit… just can’t do it like you can, babe..”

Bucky picks his subtle but noticeable thrust against your pillow again, looking at you with teary eyes. You slowly make your way to the bed and grab his face with both hands and kiss his plush lips. His big blue eyes look up at you as he gives you a meek smile.

You give him one more kiss. “I’ll bet I could do a better job than this pillow, don’t ya think?”

Bucky nods in agreement, immediately throwing the pillow to the side and kicking off his briefs as you settle yourself on the bed and against the headboard. Bucky stares at you with anticipation, waiting for you to tell him what to do next. With two flicks of your pointer and middle finger, he’s crawled to your side in an instant.

“on my lap, lovie.” Your sultry voice commands, and Bucky does exactly what you tell him. His plush thighs have settled against both sides of your left thigh, and he settles his bum on your lap.

You graze your fingers lightly up and down his red and stiff cock, causing a breathy whine escape his throat.

“m-mommy, please don’t tease me like that… been w-waiting f’you all day…” Bucky whimpers shakily, hips bucking up at your movements. “hah- n-need more!”

A smirk creeps it’s way onto your face. He was so fucking adorable when he’s begging you to make him feel good. So adorable that you couldn’t help but tease him a little before giving him what he wants.

“how bad, hm?” You tease, fingertips dragging down to his balls, giving them a tight and sudden squeeze. Bucky’s mouth falls agape, and his eyebrows furrow upwards as he yelps at the sudden sensation.

“s-so bad, f-fuck!” His voice only gets whinier after your taunting.

“hmm… I don’t think you want it bad enough, darlin.”

Bucky watches your face with watery eyes, noticing your sadistic smile never disappear.

“n-no! please babe, want it- need it so bad!” He bucks his hips towards you, desperately searching for any sort of friction. His cock pulses under your fingertips, which are still softly grazing it up and down. Your face remains cold and unamused, as if his tears weren’t enough to convince you.

Bucky shakily takes your fingers, rubbing them on the tip of his cock, gathering as much precum he can with your fingers.

“s-see? d'you see, mama? l-leakin' so much for you. jus' gimme somethin', anythin' please...”

You knew you were being cruel by making him wait this long, but he looked so pretty begging for you to make him cum. The fact that he only depended on you to make him orgasm made your pussy throb. And as he so pathetically told you before, he just couldn’t do it like you can. He definitely didn’t have half the sexual experience you did, and still couldn’t even jerk himself off enough to get himself to cum.

“and what if it’s too much f’you? don't want you to get overwhelmed.” You question, placing your hands on both of hips, receiving a pleading look from Bucky.

“I asked you a question, Jamie.” You shoot him an alluring and voluptuous look with wide eyes, but Bucky just couldn’t meet your gaze. His eyes were shut closed, his face contorted in desperation.

“hah- d-don’t care… just do somethin’- nngh!”

Bucky starts, but interrupts himself with a pathetic whimper when he feels you grip harder onto his hips, slightly nudging them back and forth. His cock twitches as all of his pre-cum leaks onto your bare thigh, creating a slick and pleasurable mess for him to fuck himself on.

“a-ah, f-fuuckk…” a long whine makes its way from Bucky’s throat, his eyes rolled back. “please, mommy… can’t keep doin' this to me…”

“you wanna cum?”

He immediately nods his head up and down.

“go ahead then, pretty boy. fuck yourself against mommy's thigh.”

“wha..? n-no I-I can’t-”

“It’s my thigh or nothin’ Jamie.”

Bucky remains quiet for a little while but softly nods his head in agreeance.

You release your hold on his hips, curious to see how he will do on his own. Bucky starts to frantically rutt up against your thigh. His lack of rhythm causes you to think back to how you found him earlier. Your helpless little baby was in too much of a hurry to cum to get himself there.

“goddamit, I-” Bucky whimpers as his movements come to a stop and he punches the bed in defeat. “I don’t know how… please show me…”

Tears are streaming down his cheeks as he does his absolute best not to make eye contact with you. It was humiliating enough to have to ask you to make him cum.

Finally deciding to have some mercy, you begin to rock his hips back and forth, slow and steady against your thigh.

“ha-d-don’t stop, please…” His eyes are rolled back, little grunts escaping from his pink, parted lips. His metal hand holds onto your shoulder while the flesh one grips harshly onto the white bed sheets.

“you look so pretty fucking yourself on my thigh, baby. that’s it…keep goin’, don’t stop…"You coo at Bucky, who continues to desperately go at it on your thigh. Once he’s found rhythm, you let go of his hips and watch him.

Your praises must have motivated him some more, because his thrusts increased in speed, causing the whole bed to rock in unison to his frantic movements. His dog tags do the same, clashing into each other and swaying in tune with him.

The way Bucky's cock twitches and pulses against you is almost as if it is pleading for release. Even though it feels incredible, being inside of yourself will always be superior. The comforting, smooth feeling of your walls is unrivaled by anything. However, he keeps rutting against you in an attempt to get the relief he has been chasing all day.

Bucky’s grunts and pants above you. The sounds coming from him become more high-pitched with each jerk of his hips. The feeling of his warm pre-cum against the smooth skin of your thigh was driving his aching cock insane. He was so desperate for release—and he was almost there. Almost about to cum all over you. But his thighs were burning in pain.

“oh, fuck! I can’t, p-please, mama! please help me, I’m almost there!” Bucky cries, tears streaming down his extremely flushed cheeks.

His thighs tremble and spasm, his movements slowing down. He couldn’t do it anymore. Your baby had been at this for hours before you found him; it was only a matter of time before he would become completely exhausted. Your supersoldier definitely had super strength, but there were certain things he just couldn’t do by himself.

Such a poor little baby.

You latch your hands onto his hips again, more than willing to help your baby boy. With a slight nudge backwards and forwards, Bucky becomes a whining mess, his hips stuttering under your hands as you guide him closer to his orgasm. He thrusts frantically against your thigh, but this time in a perfect rhythm of back and forth movements (he has you to thank for that).

“good boy, Jamie. almost there, you can do it, baby.” Your words come out soft and smooth, coaxing him even further. He pants and whimpers through gritted teeth, muttering an almost incoherent string of curses.

“a-ah, shit-please… lemme cum, please lemme cum! m’ so close, so fucking close!”

You hum in response.

"go ahead, baby, you've been such a good boy for me."

A fraction of a second later, Bucky throws his head back, violently spasming on your lap. Loads of his white cum spurt out all over your leg as he cries out pathetically for you. His large, veiny hands desperately grab at the sheets, as his eyes roll back in pleasure. The veins in his cock are more than prominently bulging as it twitches and pulsates up and down against your now cum-coated thigh.

You watch him intently. His eyes have closed shut, and his heavy panting causes his loose brown hair to blow up with each breath. A few moments later, he falls limp against your chest.

"you okay, Buck?"

Bucky swallows for a moment, then contiunes to pant heavily. You fawn over his cuteness.

"answer me, baby boy. mommy asked you a question."

He softly nods his head against your chest.

"good," you reply with a whisper. "'cause I know you can give me another one."

STAY TUNED FOR PT. 2!!!

#buckybabieboy #sebastian stan #sub!bucky barnes #dom!reader #imagines #marvel #sub bucky barnes #bucky barnes #female reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes blurb #bucky blurb #bucky barnes x female reader #pam and tommy #tfatws

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callmebrycelee · 8 months

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HAPPY 41ST BIRTHDAY, SEBASTIAN STAN!!!

#happy birthday #happy birthday 2023 #august 13 #august 2023 #sebastian stan #leo #captain america first avenger #winter soldier #bucky barnes #the falcon and the winter soldier #pam and tommy #fresh #avengers infinity war #avengers endgame #black panther #mcu #marvel cinematic universe

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sebstan2020 · 1 year

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Serve Me Tonight

Pairings: Sebastian Stan X Reader

Summary: Sebastian has had a long night at his premiere and comes home to you waiting to serve him

Warnings: Sex, Smut, Dom/Sub, BDSM, Caning, Flogging, Foot/Boot Worship, Slapping, Orgasm Denial, Orgasm Delay, Blow Job, Bondage, Sir Kink, Praise Kink, Humiliation, Degradation, Cumming Inside, Punishment

You waited patiently on your knees, naked as the day you were born, hair silky smooth and cascading down your smooth skin which was freshly washed and smelling of Chanel. Black leather cuffs encased your wrists and ankles, with silver rings dangling from them. The butterflies in your stomach hadn’t stop swarming, filling you with nerves and excitement. The room was silent, cold even despite the warmth from the radiator a few metres away from you. Your eyes kept flickering to the door, quickly falling back down to the floor as you didn’t want to be caught already. It felt like an eternity kneeling here, waiting for him to come back, but you did as he asked.

The sound of floorboards creaking made your stomach flip with thrill, straightening your back to perfection while the never-ending waiting carried on. You took one final peak at the door before you heard the handle push down with authority, the door opening wide with power. You could smell his rich aroma from where you were kneeling, a scent you knew all too well. You wanted to look up and see him but knew that was an infraction. He stepped over with pride, instantly towering over you when he stood not far. You caught sight of his ensemble. Black boot like dress shoes and tight-fitting trousers with a crease down the middle. He was already making you wet and you hadn’t even seen his face.

“Looks like you can follow orders then” he said swiftly, voice dominating and slightly condescending, but it brought a little grin to your face. There was always a tingle inside you when you were humiliated, shitted on, degraded. Something about Sebastian telling you how much of a fuck up you were turned you on and yet the very opposite did the same. Any praise he delivered made you wet and horny and needy for more. Just a simple good girl had you swooning. It was almost dangerous what he could do to you.

He was taking a dig at you from last time, the fact you clearly didn’t follow his instructions when he left you and came back to finding you lazy around on the sofa, completely disregarding his authority and command. You defiantly weren’t going to make that mistake this time.

“Yes Sebastian” you whispered and a hand straight away went to your jaw, lifting it up so he could look you in the eyes from where he was towering over you, shadowing you on the floor. You nearly gasped as you looked up at him. When he left, he was dressed in casual clothes, leaving to get ready for the premier of his latest film and now he was dressed like a boss, oozing with power and richness. Matching his dark trousers, he wore a cotton turtleneck jumper, the darkest black you could think off with a small print of Prada on the front and a double-breasted jacket buttoned. His long hair was silky smooth and messily combed back, a few strands dropping in front of his face and paired with his beard, he looked delicious. Your pussy instantly twitched looking up at him and even the idea of him being clothed and you being naked made him have more power.

“What did you call me” his said softly, his voice commanding but not aggressive.

“I mean yes Sir” you corrected, hoping you’d get away with it. It was an honest slip up. He smirked devilishly, his fingers curling around your chin, long and soft, his cologne filling your nostrils as it lingered on his wrist.

“That’s better” he dropped your head and stepped around you, walking to the plush chair behind you.

“I have had a long night and tonight you are here to serve me and do what I say, isn’t that right” he called behind you, his voice rising with volume and you heart fluttered with pleasure.

“Yes Sir” you answered sweetly, and a soft chuckle came from him.

“Turn around, come here” he ordered, dropping down casually into the chair, folding one leg over the other, his foot bouncing. You turned around, slowly crawling over to him, your eyes peaking under your dark lashes and back down again as you reached him, kneeling before him like a slave to their master. You licked your dry lips to moisture them, holding back the exciting grin you wanted to show. The table of toys was just behind him, all laid out perfectly and neatly. The decisions he could make with those thrilled you, had you curious as to what he was going to do with you tonight.

“Tonight, is about me, not about you. You’re here to do what I want and if you’re good enough then I might just do what you want, do you understand” he raised a brow as he stared down at you, his look both intimidating and captivating.

“Yes Sir” you nodded your head quickly, unable to contain yourself.

“Good” he murmured. He turned around, reaching over to the table behind him and picked up one of the implements, the cane. One of the most painful toys to use on you, but also most pleasurable. The control it had making you scream, giving you red marks, almost scaring you to submission was hot. Maybe because you were a pain slut or just a masochist or maybe because you’d let Sebastian do just about anything to you as long as it pleased him. Either way it both frightened and turned you on. He ran the cane through his hand, long fingers wrapping around the thin bamboo, teasing you.

“So, what are you going to do to please me?” he asked. He loved this, exercising his power and control over you. Where was the fun if he just told you want to do all the time. He wanted to be served and that’s what you were going to do. The swarm of butterflies had calmed down but now they were fluttering again, you brain trying to rack for an answer. Why was it when you needed to answer you went completely blank. You shuffled on your knees, nervously looking around and back to him.

“I’ll do whatever you want Sir” you answered, and he scoffed.

“So, fucking boring. Do you think I’m here to do all the work tonight. Come on, I want to hear something interesting, not just I’ll do whatever you want, make me interested” he mocked and you sunk down, biting you lip. You hoped that answer would see you through to the next round, but it’s clearly set you back.

“I’ll worship you” you said quickly, hoping it would please him and a tilt of his head said a good sign.

“Now I like that… how are you going to worship me?” he was intrigued.

“I’ll worship your body Sir, and your feet and you cock and any other place you’d like me to worship” you voice went a little quiet to the end, praying it would be enough to earn you closer to serving him.

“Good girl” he smiled, and he lifted his foot off his leg, spreading it out in front of him.

“You see these shoes?” he pointed to his dress show with the cane, the tip inches from it and you felt a tingle to your pussy, your body heating up.

“Do you know how much they cost?” you shook your head no. “No Sir” you whispered.

“Well, they cost a lot and I don’t want them to get dirty, so why don’t you start cleaning them” you knew exactly what he meant, and a grin appeared on your lips as you bent over.

“Yes Sir” you stuck your tongue out, licking up the length of the boot, catching sight of the red bottoms. Fuck, they defiantly must cost a lot. They weren’t even dirty except for some dust on the bottom but it was pleasing him, and it made you wet. The leather was hard and strong to your tongue, a tangy taste lingering on your tastebuds every time you wetted your tongue. Your pussy was dripping, slick running down your thighs, your clit tingling and aching to be touched. You could sneakily move your hand down there and give yourself a little rub but if Sebastian saw he’d punish you until you were sobbing and begging for forgiveness.

“Mmm good girl” he praised, and you grinned, blushing like a love-struck teenager. You pressed a kiss to the toe of his shoe, trailing them slowly, showing how much you worshipped him like he was a god. You licked the bottom of his shoe, the bright red soles shining as you licked all the way up, dust lingering on your tongue and tasting foul, but you ignored it. You’d do anything for him right now, even eat the dirt he walks on if that’s what he wanted.

“Now the other” he ordered, and you moved to the next shoe, repeating what you just did. As you licked and kisses and worshipped, you felt the tip of the cane slowly trace your back, teasing and tempting you. It made you stop for a moment, but you resumed quickly. He trailed the cane along your spine, up to your neck and gave it a little tap, the bamboo hard and leaving a tingle there.

“Good girl, I like this, watching you worship me like this” he praised again.

“Thank you, Sir” you smiled again.

“Now start up my leg” he pointed to the bottom of his leg, just around his ankle and you set up worshipping there. You pressed a kiss to his tight trousers, breathing in hard and running your face up the inside of his leg, peaking up from your lashes and catching that smirk on his face, those beautiful blue eyes watching you in pleasure, the cane twiddling between his fingers. But they made you a bit too excited and you rushed to his thigh, reaching for his belt to undo and reach in for his cock. You were hungry for it, eager to please it and taste it. But a swift slap to your face had to halting.

“I didn’t say you could take my cock out yet, did I?” he scolded, and you whimpered.

“No Sir” you knew you fucked up and the disappointed cross look on his face said it all.

“Bend over now, you need to be punished” he pointed to the ground in front, and you immediately followed his order, your heart beating fast, palms turning sweaty. You felt the coldness of the cane touch your bare ass, rubbing across.

“You touch my cock when I say, not when you decide, do you understand” he said.

“Yes Sir… Ahhh!” you yelped as the cane struck you, harsh and terrifying and leaving a long red mark of sting and burn across your ass.

“Thank you, Sir,” you thanked him, thanking him for your punishment which you deserved.

“Now continue, on my legs” he made it clear where to start again and you swiftly turned back to worship his leg. Kisses and nuzzles and little looks to him earned you a pleased smile.

“Is this good Sir” you asked, hoping for some praise. Your thighs and pussy were drenched now, almost leaking onto the floor. You weren’t sure how long you could last until you needed to touch yourself down there or have Sebastian touch you. Sooner or later, you were going to have to start begging.

“Yes, for once you’re actually doing as your told and not being a fuck up” he said which sent your pussy pulsing. Why was being told you were a fuck up so fucking hot.

“Thank you, Sir,” you whispered, nuzzling his thigh in hopes you could move on to his cock. Sebastian leant forward, his hand grasping your jaw again and lifting your head. He leant down slowly, lips puckering, and he kissed you hard but tenderly, tongue forcing its way inside and dancing with yours, teeth grazing your lip and biting hard, yanking them out and grinning against your mouth. You moaned into his mouth, grasping onto his knees for support, silently begging for more by leaning in closer. He tasted amazing and his kiss sent you on a high like no drug could.

“You’re going to be my good girl, aren’t you?” he whispered, and you nodded.

“Yes Sir” you murmured back, pupils dilated, and lips swollen from the kiss.

“And let me do all the nasty things I want to do to you” he grinned, and you nodded, your forehead pressed against his. His beard scratched your cheeks, both pleasurable and itchy. His cologne really dripped from his neck, taking you on another high and you melted into his touch, his body pulling you in.

“Yes Sir, oh please” you whined like a helpless girl.

“Please what?” he teased; his bright blue eyes locked with yours.

“Please touch me” you wanted his hand on your pussy so bad and he chuckled.

“You want me to touch you… I thought tonight was about me?” he questioned, eyebrows furrowing and eyes narrowing.

“It is” you quickly said, and he hummed.

“Then I decide when I touch you, don’t it” his voice boomed, and you nodded. Once again you were too quick, too needy, forgetting about his wants and needs.

“Yes Sir” you answered, and he hummed in delight.

“Good, I want to have some more fun, turn around” he ordered, giving your body a slap, and ordering you to turn around. You swiftly turned, falling in between his thighs, and resting your back on the chair. His hand trailed over your body, squeezing, and touching your tits, your curves and edges, his long fingers gripping anywhere he could. His hand rested on your neck, slowly gripping it and he trailed the cane along your chest, slowly starting to tap it up and down, your skin beginning to burn and sting with every tap.

“You think you can just decide when you want to be touch, when you want to be pleased. You think this is all about you, don’t you?” he teased. Your body was heating up, from both the cane and Sebastian teasing and degrading you. You gasped and flinched with every tap as they hardened, turning into hits, and leaving red marks like stripes on your skin. You squirmed under his hand, trying to hold yourself down for the pain but your body was becoming sensitive. Yet your pussy was still wet and dripping and this pain was turning it on even more.

The cane struck you hard, slapping you in the silence of the room, echoing off the walls and your screams followed, whimpers and squirms joining in. Sebastian held you down with nothing but his hand, having complete control over you as he enjoyed watching you wiggle whilst he left deep red marks along your body. A greedy smirk rested on his face, pleasure in his eyes as he caned you like a naughty schoolgirl. With one final smack, he ran his hand over your sweaty body, the marks tender and fresh and you flinched as he trailed over them, tears almost running down your red cheeks.

“What do you say?” he whispered.

“Thank you, Sir,” you looked up at him, head still in his hand and he grinned, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips.

“Good girl, now I think it’s time to suck my cock” he teased.

You were bound on the bed, laid on your front with your wrists tied to each corner of the bed, your ankles the same. You pulled on the ropes pulling you into a spread eagle, completely bound and at his mercy. Sebastian stood at the other side of the bed, smirking as he watched you struggle, completely naked now and his suit disregarded on the floor into a pile of darkness. A flogger hung loosely from his hand, swinging as he padded over to you, teasing you as he walked with power. You bit your bottom lip in a hungry sexy manner as he stood in front of you, cock directly in your eyeline. He took it in his hand, rubbing slowly up and down, his length growing as it hardened and you looked up with curiosity and wonder in your eyes.

“You ready for my cock” he teased, slowly tapping the tip on your lips and you hummed in delight.

“Yes Sir” you whispered, and he took a deep breath, slowly pressing his cock inside your mouth. You took it all in, your gag reflex threatening to gag as he reached the back of your throat, but you took a deep breath, holding it back. His cock was so big inside you. Your lips wrapped around him member, slowly sucking as he pulled it back out and then shoved it back in. It pressed your tongue down, filling you up. Sucking noises erupted as you began to suck hard, spit dripping down your chin, head moving back and forth as you blew him. Sebastian moaned softly, flinging back the flogger, and smacking it on your back, both surprising you and turning you on. You pussy was aching for attention, dripping onto the soft bed sheets underneath you, thighs coated in your juice.

His cock was turning harder with every blow, lips tightly formed around it like sucking on an ice lolly. The position you were tied in was a little awkward and you had to pull yourself up more to get a good rhythm on his cock, yanking on the ropes pulling you apart. The flogger came down again, smacking your skin and you jumped at the thuddy sensation. It was different to the cane which was more of a sting. This felt like being punched almost, the thuds hard and leaving your body tingling. Sebastian rolled his head back, moaning in pleasure at your blow job. His other hand reached for your hair, gathering it tightly to get more control and he guided you faster, noises and spit flying all over the place.

“That’s it, don’t fucking stop, your mouth feels so good” he groaned, body turning shiny with sweat as it ran down his temples and over his chest. You felt his cock twitch inside you, clearly nearing an orgasm and you pushed yourself further on his cock, the tip hitting the back of your throat and almost sending you into a gag.

“Ahh yes” he gritted through his teeth, holding his cock inside your mouth, balls slapping your chin for a few seconds before pulling out and letting you breathe. Your eyes were watering, tearing up and spit covered your face. He shoved his cock back inside, fucking your mouth whilst attacking you with the flogger. Your hands gripped the rope tightly, yanking every time he hit you.

“That’s a good girl” he murmured, head rolling back as he moaned. When he pulled out, you gasped for air.

“Give it a kiss” he ordered, holding his cock for you. You leaned and pressed a kiss to the tip, sucking on it and tasting the salty precum leaking. You hummed in pleasure, looking up with doll eyes and he grinned, giving your face a tender stroke.

“Do you want to get fucked now?” he asked, and you nodded.

“Yes Sir, please will you fuck me” you begged, a whine in the back of your throat.

“Since you were such a good girl, I think you deserve it” he swiped his hand under your jaw, padding to the bed and climbing on top. He knelt behind you, spreading your ass with his hands to open your pussy up, your gaping hole staring at him in the face, wet and ready to be used.

“Look at this dripping pussy, you just love being smacked and used like a whore don’t you” he teased, and you moaned, feeling his finger tease you as he rubbed it through your fold, thumb hooking under to press on your clit.

“Oh yes Sir, please” you whined, and he chuckled softly.

“You are so desperate for me aren’t you” he hooked his hands under your waist, yanking you so you were bent slightly, ass in the air for him to get inside. He positioned himself close to your pussy, the tip of his cock just touching.

“Yes Sir… please may I have your cock” you couldn’t wait any longer and the moment he entered you, you hit cloud nine, instantly finding that pleasure that had been denied from the beginning. He fucked you hard, slapping into you, balls crashing against the upper part of your pussy, cock fully emerged deep inside you, juice dripping over his hard member. The moans kept on coming, the bed creaking as he slammed into you. Your pussy was tingling now, desperate for an orgasm, only taking a minute or so to reach your nearing climax. All the teasing and denial had been pent up and made it so easy to reach. Your toes curled into the sheets, legs tingling with a numbness and face buried into the bed.

“Oh, please Sir, please can I come?” you begged, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you lost yourself in the pleasure.

“Not yet” he said simply and quickly, and you bit you lip to hold back on coming. The last thing you wanted was to ruin everything by coming without his permission. His hands gripped your waist tightly, spanking your ass now and then to keep you awake and in the zone, fingers digging in and leaving marks. You loved wearing his mark, showing your battle scars, showing who you belonged to. A sign of ownership.

“Please Sir may I come?” you pleaded again, praying he would allow you to come. You weren’t sure if you were going to be able to hold it back any longer. His cock was twitching inside you, his breaths deepening and turning heavy. He too was reaching his climax.

“You want to come?” he teased.

“Yes, yes please” you breathed, gripping the sheets tightly in your fists, knuckles bare white and nails digging in. Sebastian groaned loudly, heavy breaths as he reached his orgasm, spilling inside you, gripping your body tightly.

“Yes, you can come” he granted your wish, allowing you to unleash your climax and you did. Your pussy clenched around his cock, spilling over and juices leaking. You moaned heavily into the sheets, heavy breaths, and tired eyes. He slowed his pace down, coming to a stop and as he pulled out, he rubbed a hand across your pussy, making you flinch as it was super sensitive. He hummed in delight, letting you drop into the bed, and he climbed on top of you. Your hair was wet and stuck to your face, clouding your vision and he gently tucked it back with a finger. He leaned down to press a tender kiss to your cheek, lifting your head up to kiss your lips sweetly.

“What do you say?” he whispered.

“Thank you, Sir,” you smiled tiredly, and he grinned, kissing you once again.

“Good girl”

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SEBASTIAN STAN Pam & Tommy (2022)

#sebastian stan #sebstanedit #sebastianstanedit #pam & tommy #tvedit #*

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SEBASTIAN STAN Pam & Tommy (2022)

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esotericgalaxy · 10 months

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God he’s so fucking hot! The hair his face god just rail me already 🥴

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Hiiii are you taking requests? If so then how about a Tommy fic where he’s like super protective of the reader idk I’m thinking of that scene in Pam and Tommy where the construction worker walks in on Pam in the kitchen.

Stay Away From My Wife » Tommy Lee

Pairings: Husband!Tommy Lee x Wife!Reader

Summary: Someone gets a little too close to Tommy’s wife.

Warnings: Fluff, language, overprotective Tommy, unwanted staring, kissing, pet names (babe, baby)

A/N: My apologies if I get anything wrong. I haven’t watched Pam & Tommy in a while and I only seen part of the episode you’re talking about so this is based off of what I remember of it. I also put my own twist on it.

Thank you for requesting!🩵 @marvelobsessed134

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found this one on Pinterest.

You hummed to yourself as you made coffee. You leaned over the kitchen counter, watching the coffee pour into the coffee pot. You went to the pantry to get stuff out to make pancakes. You were pouring pancake mix in a bowl while humming lyrics to your favorite song and swaying your hips side to side. You felt an unfamiliar presence behind you. You turned around to see one of the construction workers standing a couple feet away from you.

“Umm, what are you doing in here?” You asked him, raising an eyebrow.

The construction worker didn’t say anything. He just stared at you. That’s when you realized you were only wearing one of Tommy’s shirts and a pair of panties underneath it. You shrieked and pulled it down to cover your ass.

“Tommy!” You yelled.

Tommy came running into the kitchen within 5 seconds.

“What’s wrong, babe?” Tommy asks.

“This weirdo thought he could get a free peak of me in my panties!” You say, feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

Tommy felt his blood boiling as he looked at the construction worker. He gently pushed you behind his body, shielding you from him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Tommy asks, raising his voice at the guy.

“I uhh…” The guy stuttered with wide eyes, not knowing what to see.

“You uhh what?” Tommy mocked him. “You thought you could see my wife in her panties and get away with it?” He says.

“I’m sorry, sir!” The guy apologizes. “I promise it won’t happen again!” He says.

“You’re damn right it won’t happen again cause you’re fucking fired!” Tommy says.

“Wh-What?” He asks, blinking a couple times.

“You’re fired! Get your shit, get out of my house, and most importantly, stay the hell away from my wife!” Tommy pointed at the door. “If I ever catch you staring at my wife again, you’re going to regret it.” He says.

The guy gulped and nodded, quickly leaving the kitchen. Tommy sighed loudly, running his fingers through his hair. He looked down at you and wrapped his strong tattooed arms around you protectively, pulling you close to him.

“Are you ok, baby?” Tommy asks softly.

“I am now.” You say, laying your head against his chest and traced one of his many tattoos on his arms.

“Did he touch you or hurt you in anyway?” He asks. “Cause if he did, I’ll kick his ass.” He says.

“No. He just made me feel uncomfortable with his staring.” You say, looking up at him.

Tommy cupped your cheeks and kissed you passionately.

“Is it ok if you hold me while we stand here?” You asked.

“I have a better idea.” Tommy says.

Before you could ask what his idea is, he picked you up and walked to the living room. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. He sat down with you on his lap and rubbed his hand up and down your back.

“I still want pancakes.” You mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

Tommy chuckled and kissed the side of your head.

“I’ll make you some pancakes, baby.” Tommy says, gently moving you onto the couch next to him before standing up.

“I love you so much, Tommy.” You say, kissing him.

“I love you too, babe.” He says against your lips.

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-Bucky’s Doll

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